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11. God Thunder Moves Nine Heavens

At this time, the Dingwu Army battalion, which was on the right, was about to see the cavalry who were hiding in the direction of Beigu and rushed towards their formation, and hurriedly waved the flags in their hands one by one.

"Here!" The front and flanks of the four infantry battalions were swaying, and the whistles were heard one after another. They skillfully arranged all the long-standing teams, while the players' teams were mixed together, firmly blocking the gaps in the formation during the journey.

Gao Yue rode his horse and stayed in the high ground, monitoring the entire battle.

Below him, after the long formation, many crossbowmen of the Dingwu Army collided with each other, and had already targeted the direction of Qizang's attack and set up a long rear team.

"Reject!" With this shout, the long thunder hit the soldiers in the team, bowed their backs and sank their waists, took half a step forward, and stretched their hind legs, stretched their ravens diagonally out, and the gun tip was aimed at the head of the horse galloping towards the opposite side, and inserted the gun at the bottom into the soil under their feet. Because Qingxiguan and Papaya Ridge were mostly rocky, they were directly inserted into the cracks of the gravel, and the stability in their hands became even greater.

In an instant, four long spears of the Dingwu Army's vanguard stationed in the fourth battalion were like a furious "giant porcupine" or a rose full of thorns.

Although the cavalry who were begging for cover, they were the dragon species of Qinghai Yuan, they were so shocked that they carried their masters with their directions, and they ran along the front line of the Dingwu Army Commander's formation in parallel, and they did not dare to rush up at all.

"Start a crossbow!" At this moment, Zhang Xi, the general behind the long siege, waved the flag left and right, and the tiger was full of wind.

Suddenly, countless crossbow arrows dragged their tracks, like a loom weaving cloth, passing by on the top of his hat and helmet, shooting at the Qinghai Qianqiu who were hiding and hiding.

Puff puff puff many rogues screamed, and the people and pure white war horses were shot, stimulating beautiful and terrifying blood. The snow-white hair of those dragon species was stained with blood and rolled down sadly.

"Enter the crossbow, shoot!" Zhang Xi continued to shout.

The crossbowmen in the middle team raised the crossbow machine and walked forward, replacing the team that had previously "strike crossbows" and shot another wave of crossbow arrows.

"Zhang Bird, shoot!" Zhang Xi shouted again. The crossbowmen in the third row also held the crossbow machine and went forward. Three teams of crossbowmen crossed and shot crossbows like rain. Anyone who rushed within a hundred steps, one after another, was nailed to death by crossbow arrows. Many of them relied on the strong armor and tried to pull out the arrows shot by the crossbowmen in the Dingwu Army. As a result, with his hands, the wooden pole of the crossbow arrows was automatically pulled down, but the sharp and fatal tumbling heads remained in the flesh and blood body with pain. Some tumbling heads were still square, and the fragments of the chain mail penetrated into the body of the person who was hit, forming an extremely terrible wound. They could only fall off their horses, dying on the ground, crawling around and dying.

This is the "stop arrow" jointly developed by the military kuanfangmen in Xingyuan Prefecture and Shudu City, and cooperated with the excellent crossbow machine manufactured by Xuanrun to shoot heavily armored targets on the battlefield, or cooperate with the Changhu team to block the enemy cavalry's charge. This is the most suitable role.

"Mule soldiers come out and drive away the enemy." Gao Yue called a deep command under the black and white Pixiu.

Xu Si was overjoyed and thought to himself that our mule soldiers would be able to fight back to the main force.

So in the dense formations of Dingwu Army, bows and crossbow arrows still rose up and kept falling to the enemy's head.

The Xingyuan Mule Army lowered its body and waved its sword in its hand to resolutely charge against the cavalry that Qizang Zhejie was suddenly hit, and soon drove Qizang Zhejie out half an inside and out.

Just as Xu Si's mule army was preparing to return to the battlefield with dozens of chopped heads, he bravely begged to hide while they were too far away from the main infantry brigade, and organized hundreds of cavalrymen, holding horse spears, to counterattack the mule army!

As a result, the mule soldiers were immediately severely injured, and more than 30 people were killed. Their minds were cut off and taken away by the Westerners. Gao Yue was furious. When he was about to command the pursuit, Qizangzhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhezhe looked back and scolded Gao Yue, led his subordinates to retreat to the north valley.

"Shang Jiezan has a heroic good son!" Gao Yue sighed.

The central formation was mainly composed of Fengyi Army. They ignored the war between the left and right wings, but rushed to Lumangre's middle formation first, and then used a rushing car to surround the tiger-square cannons into two square formations on the left and right. Then the swing rod of the tiger-square cannon continued to bounce up vertically with the gunner's pulling rope. The round Shimaru roared into the formation of Lumangre's middle army. Shimaru hit the big and small stones at the feet of the foreign army, shattering each other, and rocks flew, and rows of light-fitting mediocre people in the foreign army to shoot and cut them down.

"Counterattack!" Lun Mangre's eyes were red, and he waved his sword. The flying cannons of the foreign army, throwing stones and arrows also shot out like raindrops, and shot against the Fengyi army.

At this time, the right wing of Mangre, thousands of red war horses rushed forward, and two thousand Dongmanyi were so scared that he threw down his wooden shield and spear, rushing backward. Soon the right wing of the foreign army advanced nearly a mile.

Several of the enemy defense officials who were charging forward saw Gaofu where Wei Gaoya Banner was. Surrounded by a group of generals, they pointed at the direction with the whip tips and shouted to the left and right on the running horse's back: "If you capture Wei Yasha, the governor of the Tang family Jiannan Jiedushi, you will have enough gold to wait!"

"Capture Wei Yasha!" At this moment, the right-wing wing cavalry no longer had the fear of seeing Wei Gao's flag before. This emotion had turned into a bloodthirsty desire to make contributions on the battlefield. In the stimulating sound of horse hooves, the cavalry rushed forward like flying, with their horses bared their teeth, stretched out in the cold air, spewing out white mist, and pounced on Wei Gao's tooth flag.

Wei Gao on Gao Fu stretched out his hand and then made a gesture of playing the piano.

The drum sounded and the stones surrounding Gaofu suddenly stood up, and the archers behind them were ambushed. Their bows were covered with Xingyuan's specialty green bamboo whip arrows, and small cloth bags were tied to the end of the arrow shaft. Clues were dragged underneath, and sparks were already lit.

Wei Gao chopped his hand down.

"Shoot through hundreds of letters, and the sound moves nine heavens - divine thunder arrows, cast!" Wang Youdao, the soldiers beside Wei Gao, shouted.

Countless whip arrows ejected from the strings with this shout, covering the sky and the sun, and penetrated into the rushing brigade formation like a wild bee. Before the brigades could react, thrilling flames and smoke exploded in their ears. The divine thunder medicine tied to the brigades' bags exploded, and fire chains sprayed in all directions, drawing brilliant trajectories. The mixed poisons also splashed out, forming a fire mist that had accumulated more than a hundred feet thick, swallowing the rolling brigades.
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