"Sonorous" Ge and Ge collided, spear and spear connected, the two cars staggered, had been a round, Wang Sunxiong was unstable, shook his body slightly, hurriedly held the wheel before standing still, for a while only felt the tiger's mouth numb.
"Razor Spear" Qingji and Wang Sunxiong shouted again at the same time, and then Qiu Jiang Ge was inserted back into the car, pulled out a spear nearly six meters long and as thick as an egg, and the rear end hit the wall of the carriage, and the sharp and long blade pointed directly at the soldier holding a short sword and round shield behind the opponent's chariot.
Looking down from the top of the mountain, the chariots of both sides carried the dust and smoke rolled up all the way, like rolling up a big wave, roaring towards each other, the chariots of both sides staggered one by one, like two huge waves slapping together, the dust waves of both sides rolled up to the highest, and the vehicles and soldiers looming in the dust waves were like a reef in the huge wind and waves.
The two waves crashed against each other, and the red blood spilled all over the ground, and the soldiers who stood on the chariot and accidentally struck it screamed and rolled down the chariot, dragged by the wheels, crushed, and turned into a ground of blood and mud When the sword and shield hand touches the opponent's chariot and spear, it is a one-sided slaughter.
No matter how strong the shield is, under the sharp spear and the huge momentum of the chariot, it is pierced like paper paste, and the soldier who raised the shield is either knocked into the air, or the whole person is directly pierced through the chest by the spear, and then the second, the third, like a sugar gourd.
When the spear broke or lost the possibility of continuing to assassinate, the chariot had also penetrated deep into the enemy's formation, and after plowing a huge blood mark, the speed slowed down, and the right side of the chariot abandoned the spear, and changed halberds and spears to fight.
Wu Shi's sword and shield bearers and spearmen fought with the soldiers of the same class in the Qingji army who rushed over at the same time.
The entire battlefield was surging in a huge wave of fighting.
Ah Qiujia drove the chariot, constantly driving the horse to change directions, so that the chariot moved to fight, in case it was trapped by the enemy's foot soldiers, and at the same time tried to change direction among thousands of troops and horses, looking for the opponent's main commander to fight.
The carriage of the chariot also tried to get closer to him, fighting the enemy on the one hand, and on the other hand, trying to get as close as possible, echoing each other, so as to prevent the main general from being attacked by the enemy.
Rao is like this, and the four-layer thick leather armor on Qingji's body has also been pierced and cut in several places, but fortunately, thanks to the cover of the auxiliary car, the crossbowmen and halberd spearmen of the same car helped, so he was safe and sound.
And Ah Qiu, who was driving, had changed from kneeling to standing at this time, holding the reins of four horses in one hand and a short sword in the other, constantly "sonorous" knocking out the stabbing enemy's blades, his eyes were round, his beard was like thorns, and he was shouting in his mouth.
"Liang Huzi's ambush, why hasn't it appeared yet" Uncle Sun Shaoguang stood on the peak of the mountain and stomped his feet again and again: "I'll go down the mountain" Ji Sun Xiaoman turned the jade flute in his hand and asked, "Qingji has instructed us to watch the excitement on the mountain, can you go down the mountain and see it more clearly than standing here?"
Uncle Sun shook his head and said, "Standing here and watching, can you see clearly if you are directly involved in the war?"
Ji Sun Xiaoman pinched his chin and said to himself: "It seems to make sense, you are not afraid of him being angry, so what am I afraid of?"
After saying that, she also hurried to chase after her, and the two maids hurriedly chased after her with the piano.
Qingji stood on the car, fighting with spears while observing the situation around him.
At this time, it fell into a melee, and the opposing soldiers could not meet each other, so they could only rely on the sound of drums and gongs to transmit the orders of the generals.
After all, Qingji was the most prestigious young general in the Wu army, and the name of courage was crowned in the three armies, and the Wu soldiers respected and feared him, and there was no general supervision, so they tried to avoid his "Qingji" banner and turned to fight with others, so that Qingji was able to calmly look at the entire battlefield situation.
At this time, the two sides have been fully plunged into a melee, the infantry is still faintly visible formation, once the chariot charges, are killed into the enemy's infantry camp, if the formation is dense, to kill until the end and then can turn back and rush back to kill, at this time Wang Sunxiong has led the chariot group and the infantry warriors who escort the chariot to kill into the Qingji rear formation, Qingji is also in the rear of Wang Sunxiong's department, and the middle is the foot soldiers of both sides in the staggered fight.
"This timing is good, Liang Huzi is condescending, he should be able to grasp it."
As soon as Qingji thought of this, a shout came from the oblique thorn, and the intersection of the two armies was like two waves colliding, surging, and the army that had killed from the dense forest in the oblique place rushed towards the junction of the two armies.
At the foreground is the one-armed general Liang Huzi, who holds a big sword in one hand, and is guarded by two warriors with spears on the left and on the right.
Behind him, there was a roar like thunder, and hundreds of people had already emerged from the forest, and there was an endless stream behind him, and I don't know how many soldiers there were.
The soldiers used the most rudimentary weapons, such as the wooden shackle, a large wooden stick wrapped in bronze skin.
The wooden skull is a blunt weapon, and the armor cannot be prevented.
But the difference between the weapons they made and the wooden ones is that on the head of the wooden stick with the bronze foreskin, there are also copper thorns, the copper thorns are not long, only about half a foot, and each copper thorn is not sharp, because the copper thorns that are too sharp will break when they are smashed, and the thinnest of these copper thorns is also as thick as a thumb, and they really want to be smashed on the body, and a smash is a hole, and the damage can be imagined.
This is the mace special brigade that Qingji developed for his newly recruited soldiers based on Mu Zhen, and it doesn't require much difficulty, as long as you have the strength, you can give full play to its combat effectiveness.
These recruits are either farmers with brute force, or brave and ruthless scoundrels, with a lack of discipline, cooperation, and combat skills, but the weapons are used appropriately, plus they are taking advantage of the moment of the melee between the two armies to suddenly kill, holding a Qimen blade, has received the momentum of taking the lead, countless sticks with copper thorns will be raised, stained with a blood hole, scraped is a piece of flesh, and beat Wu Jun to cry and cry his mother.
They walked like flying, and they didn't stop beating the water dogs, but they just rushed forward as if they were playing with Liang Huzi, as if there were countless gold, silver and beauties waiting for them in front of them, and they would be divided by others when they were late.
The samurai with maces who caught up behind did not pay attention to the Wu soldiers who fell to the ground screaming and rolling, but only slapped the Wu soldiers who were still standing with a thunderbolt, and rushed forward behind the front army.
This road, all the men and horses with maces rushed out obliquely, forcibly separated the people and horses on both sides of the scuffle, and then turned around and rushed out, and slashed the peripheral Wu soldiers who were scattered by the Qingji's troop formation.
The addition of this new force divided the Wu army into two sections, and the Wu army that originally needed foot soldiers to cooperate with the battle and a small number of Wu soldiers who rushed out of the Qingji army with the gap rolled out of the chariot were surrounded by the Qingji side, and the hundred chariots were divided and cut off, so that they could not echo each other, long spears and short halberds, bows and arrows, and crossbows, and beckoned to the past, or stabbed people, or stabbed horses, or destroyed chariots.
Once the chariot could not move, it became a dead thing, and the situation of the battle immediately changed dramatically.
On the other side, in the formation of the Wu army, dozens of chariots roared and cooperated, rampage, and the lightly dressed foot soldiers with a round shield in one hand and a short sword in the other hand rushed back and forth with the chariots, once they rushed into the chaotic formation of the Wu army with a long halberd and a big spear, the opponent's weapon advantage immediately became a disadvantage.
And the most terrifying thing is the team that supports the mace, under the slap of the big stick, once it hits the opponent's head, it is a pop of brains, those ordinary soldiers do not have such expensive protective equipment as copper.
If it hits the body, it is a terrible scream, which makes the soldiers of the Wu army panic for a while.
At this time, the Qingji people shouted the name of Qingji again, evoking the memories of Sergeant Wu's fear that the country's first warrior had gradually faded away.
The defeat was like a mountain In modern times, it is no longer possible to see the scene of thousands of people crowded in a narrow area in the era of cold rear, and it is rare to be able to realistically describe it in movies and television, so it is impossible to accurately imagine what kind of scene it was like to send out an army to fall like a mountain.
A soldier is a general's courage and will be the soul of the army.
Once the soldiers are separated, the soldiers will become a plate of scattered sand, if the commander of the opposing army is the person they have been fearing from the bottom of their hearts, under the heavy blow, this sense of awe will be magnified exponentially, in the massacre-like battle, I don't know who first turned around and fled, and then it spread rapidly among the Wu soldiers like a plague, and soon, the Wu soldiers who had no fighting spirit turned around and ran wildly.
Qing Ji stood on the car with a spear, and drank Ming Jin to stop the chasing soldiers, Rao is so, those recruits who have just been recruited, who only knew how to fight bravely and ruthlessly before, and who have not yet had an absolute awareness of military discipline are still chasing like wild horses, and it took a lot of effort to get back.
Qingji turned his head to look, and the more than 100 chariots that were deeply trapped in Fang Ji's camp had become fixed in place one by one, resisting desperately amid the sound of rows of soldiers fighting one after another.
It looked like a piece of black reef looming out of the sea, being slapped by white waves, appearing and disappearing.
Qingji couldn't help but smile on his face.
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In those times, it was easy to distinguish the composition of the soldiers.
In the beginning, the only people who were qualified to wear helmets and armor to fight on the battlefield were countrymen and nobles.
The countrymen are the people who live in the cities, and the mud-legged people in the countryside are called savages, and they are not qualified to fight.
Later, as the scale of the war expanded, people from the countryside would also be recruited into the army to become soldiers, but there was still a clear division of classes between nobles, countrymen, and savages.
Those who were qualified to fight in chariots were the children of nobles, and most of the soldiers on the left and right sides of their chariots, or the soldiers who advanced and retreated with the chariots, were Chinese with high military quality.
In other words, the Wu army was cut in half, and the Wu army, which is now trapped in the formation, is the real main force of this Wu army and the real elite division.
The men and horses who were chasing the deserters with maces did not obey Mingjin's orders, but they did not dare to resist the chariots of Qingji's pro-army, and when dozens of chariots of Qingji galloped and went around in front of them to block them, these red-eyed ruffians finally stopped, dragging the bloody mace while walking back, while bending down to scavenge for possible wealth from the dead corpses.
Most of these people who were willing to leave their hometowns to fight in the army, whether they were originally farmers or warriors from a vassal state, were people who liked to fight bravely.
In the neighborhood, they are scoundrels in the eyes of good people, but on the battlefield, they are naturally bloodthirsty warriors, and their fierce surnames have been inspired by the victory in this battle.
When they rushed back one after another, they stared at the Wu chariot that was still desperately resisting in their own army, and their eyes showed a greedy light again.
They could see that those who were qualified to fight in chariots were either nobles or countrymen, and that they were the real rich people, and even if they did not carry much wealth on them, their weapons, armor, and ornaments were also a lot of money.
The scrappy soldiers clutched the handle of their blood-stained mace and turned their excited gaze to their commander, the one-armed Liang Huzi.
Qingji had already rushed back to the main formation, at this time Uncle Sun Shaoguang and Ji Sun Xiaoman had just come down from the mountain road, and when they saw the two of them, Qingji frowned and said: "Why did you come down the mountain and stay behind, don't approach." ” After speaking, he turned his head to look at the battlefield, and he could see clearly from the chariot that Wang Sunxiong's chariot was not far away.
His chariot was about to rush through the army formation, and he was able to turn around and rush back, but because the rear army was cut off by Liang Huzi's wolf tooth soldiers, there was no follow-up support, so he was trapped in the army, unable to advance an inch, and did not know whether the wheels were damaged or fell into the sand pit.
But after all, he had a good plan, in the chaos of the army, he still made more than ten chariots approach him, and then surrounded by chariots to form a circular battle array, all the soldiers got off the car, the inner periphery was the archers, the periphery was the swordsmen, halberders, with short swords and halberds to cooperate with each other, forming a tight circular formation, almost none of them shouted loudly, just gritted their teeth, silently resisted.
"Shout, tell them to surrender, they can avoid death" Qingji stared at it for a while, and commanded lightly.
Zai Qiu immediately led dozens of soldiers to shout loudly into the formation, but what answered him was only the counterattack of the sword halberd, a huge circle, surrounded by a shrunken circle, there was a clear boundary between the two rings, it was a narrow gap made of weapons, the soldiers on both sides of the battle array surprisingly maintained the same silence, only the sound of swords and halberds was endless, blood splashed, and the person who was stabbed fell down with a muffled hum, and quickly became an existence that was no different from the soil under the feet of others, except for the sound of weapons fighting, The voices of the soldiers on both sides panting like cattle stood here and seemed to be heard clearly.
Qingji closed his eyes slightly and sighed softly.
"Childe, they are determined to resist to the end, besides, with the strict orders of the old thief Jiguang, they can neither escape, nor dare to surrender, Childe must not be soft-hearted."
Ah Qiu was afraid that Qing Ji would miss him and be a fellow Wu person, so he opened up to these tough opponents, listened to him sigh, and hurriedly said.
"I know."
Qingji turned over and got out of the car, walked to his uncle Sun Shaoguang and Ji Sun Xiaoman, and asked, "The battlefield is so bloody, aren't you afraid?"
Uncle Sun Shaoguang smiled softly and said softly: "Don't be afraid, remember what I said to you?"
"What words" "You're going to kill someone, I'm going to kill with you" Qingji was slightly stunned, and then a knowing smile bloomed on the corner of his lips.
Of course, he remembered that at that time, he won his uncle and grandson Shaoguang to be his maid, and then the envoy of Wu went to Lu, and Ji Sun Yiru was afraid and wanted to drive him away from the country.
In the state of distress, she confessed her affection to a down-and-out son.
The sound of weapons clashing was still in his ears, and the wind blowing from the mouth of the valley, with the cold air of the north, rolled up his dark red coat.
Qingji shook the little hand of his uncle and grandson, and ordered: "If you don't surrender, all of them will be destroyed, leaving only Wang Sunxiong alive." ” On the side, the brothers of Ah Qiu and Zai Qiu stared at a pair of big bull's eyes, and looked at them with a bang, and when Qingji finished speaking, they knew that they were saying it to themselves, and the two hurriedly agreed, turned around and ran away.
"Have I ever heard you play the piano?"
"What do you say?"
"Well, I don't think so, I've only heard you sing."
Uncle and grandson shook the light and wondered: "Do I have a song for you?"
Qingji leaned forward, put his chin on her fragrant shoulder, and whispered to her ingot-like lovely ear: "Of course there is, when you were in Philadelphia, your dormitory, you hum and hum."
"Pop" Qingji's hand was hit on the back, and his uncle and grandson shook his face and looked at him, his eyes were shining, and the waves were rippling.
Qingji laughed, straightened up and said: "You can enter the hall, enter the bedroom, go to the battlefield, such a woman, where can I ask haha, do you remember that white water Haohao play to me, how?"
"Okay," the uncle shook the light and smiled at him.
"Zheng Zheng Zheng" a few tuning sounds sounded, and a high-pitched tune suddenly sounded on the battlefield full of killing atmosphere, among countless soldiers, for a while, it seemed to suppress the bloody breath, suppressed the sonorous sound of weapons fighting.
"Hao Hao Bai Shui, Bai Shui Hao Hao.
The boy is full of spirit and soars into the sky.
Ambition is unpaid, and it is rare to get away.
Hao Hao Bai Shui, Bai Shui Hao Hao.
The boy is full of spirit and soars into the sky.
Ambition is unpaid, rare to getaway" Qingji turned around, his eyes moved from the battlefield of the battle to the vast sky, the song slowly flowed through his heart like a river, and his mind crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and flew over the mountains and rivers of Wu: Sun Wu, Yingtao, you should have attacked Wu by now Ji Sun Xiaoman's eyes were wet and she walked to the side, she would never admit that she was the one who saw the two of them, and she felt a little uncomfortable.
"Because the wind is strong in Taniguchi, I lost my eyes, and it must be because of this reason."
Ji Sun Xiaoman said to himself in his heart.
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Subconsciously touched the jade flute inserted in the belt, although she wanted Qingji to know immediately, in fact, her flute was 10,000 times better than her uncle and grandson's piano, but she didn't want to accompany her uncle and grandson's piano music.
Looking around, she noticed a mass of something hanging from a flipped chariot, which was a fishing net.
She walked over and grabbed the net in her hand, stood on tiptoe and looked at Wang Sunxiong, who was struggling like a mad tiger with a wound on her shoulder, and held a light sword on her shoulder, and suddenly swept away like a light smoke To be continued: