Chapter 1027

Good, what a loyal minister, but it's a pity that the scholar took part in the war and lost his country and army! Yuan Tian looked at Han Zhong and said no more. He took out his sword and ordered the generals around him to say, "order the whole army to be ready to shoot arrows!"

Mo Jun is just ready to shoot the arrow, but the arrow array of Huwei army has already shot it. The predecessor of the Huwei army was the new army, and most of the officers and soldiers were from Ningren. However, it is no longer the original artillery regiment, but a well-trained and highly effective regular central army.

Ning people are good at shooting, and with such a long time of training, archery is advancing by leaps and bounds. In the course of the March, the odd numbered soldiers took the lead in firing their arrows. After shooting the arrows, they immediately stopped and twisted their bows again. At the same time, the even numbered soldiers immediately fired their arrows. They moved forward alternately and let off their arrows alternately, so that the whole army camp kept pushing forward and firing arrows continuously.

No wave of the Huwei army's arrow array was particularly strong, nor was any Porter weak. It was always stable, and it was wave after wave, continuous and did not give the enemy any chance to breathe.

Under the Huwei army's arrow array, the Mo army was killed and wounded at the beginning. In the camp attacked by the arrow array, people were shot to the ground in groups. Many people who fell down were only injured by the arrows. They could not wait to get up from the ground, and then they were covered by the following arrow array.

For a moment, there were screams and wails in the front camp of the Huwei army, which merged with the sound of arrows and armour, and became the song of death.

Han Zhong, who is in charge of the Chinese army, has never seen such a scene in his life. His face is pale and frightening. There are tens of thousands of arrows in each round of the Huwei army's arrow array. When you look up, the dark side looks like a cloud covering the top. When it falls, it is as dense as a locust. Everywhere it passes, people and horses become hedgehogs.

In Han Zhong's eyes, such an arrow array can not be resisted by manpower at all. He roared at Yuan Tian nearby: "shoot back! Why don't you shoot back

Yuan Tian laughs bitterly. Now the distance between the two sides is a hundred paces. The wind army's archery can reach a hundred paces away, but his own officers and men can't shoot that far. Now shooting arrows is a waste of his few arrows. He shook his head and said, "Han, wait a minute."

"Wait?" Han Zhong glared round eyes and asked angrily, "when are we going to wait? Do you have to wait until all the soldiers of the former army are dead before you order the arrow to be fired? Come on

"What can I do for you, my lord?" The herald ran forward in a hurry and intervened to salute.

"Tell me my general order, the whole army will shoot and shoot the wind thief!"

At this time, Han Zhong no longer paid attention to Yuan Tian and directly ordered to command the whole army. Under his command, Mo's army launched a salvo.

These Mo troops are all local armies, and their training level is much weaker than that of the central army. Many of them are the first time to contact bows and arrows. Even if there are soldiers who can shoot arrows, their level is uneven. Either they are not accurate or they are not powerful. In the view of the Feng army opposite, the arrow array is extremely simple and straightforward, and some of them are far away and some are far away Even if some of them were close to the wind troops, they had no strength. They could not even leave a mark on the leather armor of the wind troops. Most of the arrows fell on the open space between the two armies.

Such an army is more likely to play games than to fight. Mo's counterattack not only did not cause any attack and threat to the wind force, but also made the wind force more confident and powerful. Every step forward, the officers and men all roared with one voice: "wind, wind, wind!"

Soon, the distance between the two sides changed from 100 steps to 50 steps. Until then, the arrows of the Mo army really threatened the wind army. However, the arrow array of the wind army caused more damage to the Mo army. A piece of Mo soldiers were submerged by the arrow rain. What's more, the Huwei army also moved out the army breaking crossbow hidden in the army and launched a fierce shot at the Mo army camp.

Under the impact of the breaking crossbow, the heavy shield hands standing in front of the Mo army camp and holding down the feet of the troops can not resist at all. Once they are hit by the crossbow, they often fly backward with shields and their muscles and bones are broken.

When the distance between the two sides was only ten steps away, the generals of the wind force ordered the whole army to withdraw their bows and rush forward at full speed.

The tiger Wei army, which had been advancing slowly while firing arrows, instantly turned into a tiger descending the mountain. The death squads of various regiments rushed at the front, followed by the heavy shield hand, and then the main soldiers holding spears.

The distance of ten steps is only a matter of an instant for the light armed death squads. In a series of roars, members of the Fengjun Death Squadron dashed against the shield of Mo Jun one after another. Some of them were punctured by spears protruding from the back of the shield on the spot and died under the shield, while others avoided the other side's edge and butted the other side's shield with their shoulders, and the steel knife in their hands pierced and stabbed fiercely along the gap between the shields. With the dull sound of puffing, blood arrows shot out from the gaps of the shield. After stabbing the heavy shield hand behind the shield, they climbed up to the top of the crowd along the shield, then pulled out the steel knife and slashed down crazily. While they cut down the enemy, their bodies were stabbed and provoked by Mo Jun's weapons from time to time. Some members of the death squads had their bellies cut, and their intestines and blood flowed all over their faces. But they were still waving their swords, yelling and howling at the top of the Mo army.This kind of suicidal charge of the Huwei army's death squads, which is almost like a madman, is also brought out. In the dictionary of the wind force, once the charge is launched, it does not stop. If the squads can't go up, then they don't need to be killed by the enemy, and the main battle line of the wind forces behind will have to pierce and crush them.

Therefore, as far as the death squads are concerned, they have to move forward and not retreat, either to kill the enemy or to be killed by the enemy. From a certain point of view, a regiment has a strong fighting capacity is also out.

The main force of the Huwei army has not yet come up, and the attack of the death squads alone has made the former army of Mo army a great mess. Many of Mo's soldiers are still a long way from the death squads of Huwei army. However, looking at those soldiers who are still fighting madly and are covered with blood and viscera, they are shaking their legs and shaking their hands with weapons. They can't help but retreat.

To disrupt the formation of the enemy is the only meaning of the suicide charge of the death squads. During the chaos of Mo's camp, a roar of "kill" was suddenly heard in Huwei's army. After that, the heavy shield soldiers went to the left and right, and a troop of cavalry rushed out of the wind army. The first member of the wind general stepped off the date red horse, covered with gold spirit armor, and held a shining spirit knife in his hand. This sword is famous for its flying dragon and Phoenix. This style will not be anyone else, but Nanye, commander of the Huwei army.

Among the commanders of the Feng army, Nanye's strategy is certainly not the most excellent, but his spirit and martial arts are absolutely the highest. Even if he is placed among the many powerful generals of the wind country, his strength is definitely among the best.

Nan Ye didn't pay any attention to the Mo army in front of him. He not only rushed out first, but also did not cover up his own attributes. He told Mo Jun with a golden spirit armor that his attribute was gold. Anyone who had the courage would come out and fight him.

Nanye rushes into the enemy's array, and then uses his metal Lingwu skills. His spirit is disillusioned! With the sudden appearance of the golden light, the spirit knife in his hand shoots out golden spirit stabs. The spirit stab hits Mo Jun, directly pierces his body, and then castrates without decreasing, and runs through the second and third person continuously.

Standing in front of his horse, Sergeant Mo was killed and ran back like a tide. Some general Mo came up to resist him, but under the sword of Tenglong and feifeng in Nanye, Mo Jiang was killed one by one, got up a pair, and fell a pair. The time of fierce battle was not long, and Mo Jiang, who had been killed by Nanye, took the lead and fled downward. The cavalry killed with Nanye is not ambiguous. Although the number is not large, they closely follow Nanye, wield their weapons and kill the Mo troops who are still resisting.

This is a contest of great disparity in strength between the two sides. There are more soldiers in Mo and less soldiers in Huwei. However, the combat effectiveness of both sides is not at the same level. The gap is not made up by too many people.

As soon as the two sides started the war, the former army was defeated by the wind forces. Han Zhong was also dumbfounded. He sat on his horse, gasping heavily, and beads of sweat dripping down his cheek. He was far away from the center of the two sides' fighting. But judging from his appearance at this time, it was as if he was fighting desperately in the battlefield.

So it is! Yuan Tian lamented that before the war, he had expected such a situation. However, he did not expect that the battle of the wind force was so fierce and the defeat of his side was so chaotic. He clenched his fist and said to Han Zhong, "Lord Han, the wind force is just fierce, and our army is invincible!"

Han Zhong, who was stunned and stupefied, finally came to his senses. He swallowed and spit hard, turned his head stiffly, and stammered, "what about our army now?"

"Go away!" Yuan Tian said feebly.

"Withdraw? Where to withdraw? " Han Zhong was stunned for a moment, nodded repeatedly, and said in a quick voice, "yes, yes, yes! It's to withdraw! Retreat to Zheng'an city

"Mr. Han, we can't go back to Zhengan now." Yuan Tian reminded.

If the two sides had not fought, the Mo army could still rely on Zhengan's city defense to resist the wind force. But now, the Mo army has been scared out of courage by the Feng army and has no fighting spirit. Even if he withdraws from Zheng'an, he has no intention to resist. What's more, Yuan Tian has already sent people to escort the people away. Now, there is only an empty city left in Zhengan, and there is no food and grass left. It is self seeking to withdraw to the city Dead end.

"No, if we don't retreat to Zhengan, where can we retreat? Can't we go south? " Han Zhong looked at Yuan Tian eagerly and withdrew to the south, which was tantamount to introducing the Fengjun into the hinterland of mo.

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