I received my adopted son in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 209 Don't kill the old man's soldiers!

Raising the lance obliquely, Old Dong rode his horse and galloped wildly. Nearly [-] dark night ghost cavalry followed him like a shadow. The huge cavalry formation seemed to come from the waves of hell, carrying the power to crush everything, like the sky falling apart, like a storm hitting the shore, Rolling towards Yuan Shao's army in front.

Under the light of the fire, the earth receded like a tide, and there were only thousands of horses in the sky, and the roaring sound of beating the earth at the same time made the whole world tremble and tremble...

"Old Immortal Xingxiu has boundless mana!" The fierce pride burned in Old Dong's chest, scorching his eyes: "No, Taiwei Old Dong, no one can understand!"

While excited, he didn't know what he was shouting.But the atmosphere was enhanced, and I felt that it was not suitable for the occasion if I didn't shout.

Anyway, it's just one word: exciting!

"kill!"

Old Dong let out a loud roar, piercing through a large shield fiercely with a large lance in his hand, and at the same time swung his horse's head, and slanted towards the side of Yuan Jun's arc formation.

"kill!"

More than [-] Xiliang athletes responded with a bang, the sound was like thunder, and tens of thousands of iron hooves stirred up grass clippings all over the sky, passing Lao Dong in an instant like a rolling iron stream and continuing to sprint forward.

Without any warning, the galloping Xiliang iron cavalry suddenly split apart, split into two forcibly, like a wave splitting, and began to gallop around Yuan Jun's formation in a circle.

He only rubbed against the edge of the flank, but didn't go straight in.

Yan Liang, who was in the middle of the formation, frowned suddenly, feeling even more apprehensive and panicked: This... doesn't seem to be the usual tactic of the Xiliang cavalry!

Although he had never actually fought against Xiliang iron cavalry, he was born in the north of Yanzhao, and he had learned from Xianbei enemies that Xiliang iron cavalry generally liked to charge from the front with a powerful cavalry formation.

Not afraid of death, his power is unstoppable, crushing all stubborn enemies to pieces.

The large group of Xiliang cavalry in front of them was not like this.The spearmen who were waiting in full formation from the army watched helplessly, and they galloped past in front of them, but they were powerless.

what is this?
Was he playing tricks on his own army before the war?
Before the abbreviation...well, there is no abbreviation.

But in the next moment, Yan Liang felt his soul jump out of his back: those Xiliang iron cavalry who had bypassed the arc of their own army, pulled out the spears beside the horse's belly in unison!

"Instigating!..."

In the dark night, there was the sound of countless sharp spears piercing the air. Rows of sharp javelins had been thrown from Xiliang cavalry, drawing a series of cold and strange arcs in the air, dragging the shriek of death, and descended icily on the On the head of the surprised and uncertain Yuan Jun.

"Xiliang iron cavalry!..." Yan Liang's canthus cracked: We were mentally prepared for a frontal charge, but you actually played other tricks!
why!
Why not play cards according to the routine?
It's a pity that he didn't know, and Old Dong was also depressed at this time: If it wasn't for the poor vision at night, and I ordered you to wash your hair with a round of archery rain first, why would you throw the javelin when you rushed to your eyes?

But javelins, and also javelins, have benefits.

Even a solid wooden shield cannot stop the javelin thrown by the horse when it gallops fast.Although one round of Ranger Arrow Rain was missing, throwing spears at close range could quickly defeat the enemy's formation.

A Yuan Jun didn't see anything, and a spear had fallen from the sky.

The sharp triangular spear tip pierced into his left eye in an instant, pierced his entire head, brought his body down without exhaustion, and nailed him to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not good, a veteran soldier instinctively grabbed Pao Ze to block him, but he forgot that it was not an arrow, but a spear!A sharp spear pierced the air with the coldness of death, piercing through the chests of the two with ease, amidst the crisp sound of picking apart flesh and blood.

massacre!

Total massacre!

Even with the protection of wooden shields, the infantry formation still cannot stop the invasion of thrown spears.

More than [-] Xiliang iron cavalry rode past the flanks of the army formation one after another, throwing repeatedly.In an instant, it was a hell on earth, and howling was everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Yu Fuluo panicked: Captain, you didn't send us to throw guns... No, how did you throw javelins on horseback?
Throwing a javelin forcefully on horseback is much more powerful than drawing a full bowstring.

Even with a javelin in hand, the Xiongnu cavalry who still rode one-sided stirrups could never be more accurate and faster than the Xiliang iron cavalry.

"Don't make any trouble, just follow us to make soy sauce." Zhang Xiu on the side said coldly, and finally relieved Yu Fuluo.

Yu Fuluo didn't know what it meant to make soy sauce, but he understood the meaning.She nodded gratefully to Zhang Xiu and smiled subconsciously.

Then, he felt... he seemed a bit cheap.

But there is no way, arrogance depends on strength to win, especially in the army: the self-army is useless, and may add chaos instead, how can he be arrogant?

Until every Xiliang cavalry had finished throwing the four spears on the left side of the horse's belly, Yan Liang's original strict arc formation with the spearman in front, the sword and shield in the middle, and the bow and crossbowman in the back, was already riddled with scars. hole.

The water of the Yellow River rushes rushingly.

The blood of corpses and wounded soldiers slowly flowed onto the green grass by the river, almost turning into a bloody swamp, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

"Change!" He yelled sadly and angrily in a panic.

If most of this team is not Zhao Fu and Cheng Huan's soldiers, it may be possible to change into a few small groups of circular formations, so as to reduce the fate of being massacred by the Xiliang iron cavalry due to the large vibration shape being too dense.

And Yan Jing, the lieutenant at the side, couldn't help asking in surprise: "After the formation change, aren't you afraid of the Xiliang iron cavalry throwing javelins?"

"Of course!" Yan Liang glanced at him angrily, and then said weakly: "Of course I'm afraid, but I will... die less."

"But, if we spread out, wouldn't it make the Xiliang iron cavalry rampage over more recklessly?"

"Ben will know!"

Yan Liang really wanted to chop this guy with a knife, but his tiger eyes were filled with resentment of 'you are teaching me how to do things': "Then tell me, what should I do!"

"The infantry met the cavalry on the plain. They were close to death and could only wait for foreign help. Now we have no help at all, so we can only wait for a while longer to give the lord a chance to escape."

"But, General, I hear..."

"what?"

"Dong Jun seems to treat prisoners preferentially..."

Yan Liang was furious immediately, and swung his knife to cut him off.However, there is a lot of noise here, and the soldiers... are already yelling and running away in all directions.

Some soldiers even ran straight to Lao Dong's cavalry, shouting in their mouths: "Taiwei, Taiwei, we are soldiers of Han Jizhou, we are willing to surrender, we are willing to surrender!"

People's hearts are scattered, and the team can't move.

The end of a hero is nothing more than this.

Seeing this, Yan Liang fell silent, silently withdrew his sword, and seriously considered Yan Jing's suggestion.

"Taiwei, the enemy army has collapsed. I wait for the Xiongnu Rangers to be the best at killing. Please wait for me to charge first in the next round!" Seeing this scene, Yu Fuluo also gained some confidence: it is impossible for the army to attack the fortified battle, and it is still possible to fight with the wind. Not at hand?

Now, it should be able to reflect the value of the army, right?
Unexpectedly, when Old Dong heard this, he became anxious at that time, and subconsciously blurted out: "You are not allowed to kill the old man's soldiers! ... Cough cough, er, the old man is asking, are you really the best at killing?"

"Uh..." Yu Fuluo was stunned: Is it right or not?

Seeing his hesitation, Old Dong became impatient, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, see the cavalry fleeing in the distance, you should go after them..."

"Oh..." Yu Fuluo nodded sullenly, feeling very disappointed: Sure enough, he was still rejected... In Yuan Shao's camp before, the treatment was not like this.

"Then why don't you vote back?" Old Dong stared.

"Taiwei!" Yu Fuluo's expression turned serious immediately, and he said righteously: "I just went astray before, but now I am inspired by the Taiwei and have already lost my way, how can I return and rebel, I don't know what to do?"

"Okay, let's go after him, the leader of that group of cavalry may be Yuan Shao." Speaking of this, Old Dong was even more depressed: Yuan Shao was so fierce in the court in history.

I thought that when I saw myself coming, I would happily fencing together... Oh, it's a competition whose sword is sharper.

I didn't expect such a high-end leader to choose the simplest solution in the face of difficulties...

Now people have already run away, and the remaining value can only be sent to the Huns.

Thinking of this, he angrily raised the hundred-forged fine steel sword with his left hand, and shouted loudly: "Boys, what should we do at this moment?"

"Disarm but don't kill, our army treats prisoners preferentially!"

More than [-] Xiliang cavalry shouted loudly, and under the shock of the sound, the non-stop water of the Yellow River seemed to freeze for a moment.

(End of this chapter)