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Volume 1: Yan Yun Chaos Volume 3: Bending the Sky Chapter 91: Blocking the Crazy Wave (Twenty-one)

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    In the battle formation, the familiar sound of violent collision between men and horses sounded again.  This was a terrifying sound of men and horses colliding with each other, the sound of bones and flesh being broken, the sound of metal colliding, and the sound of armor and flesh being broken.  "Then came the screams of soldiers, the neighing of war horses, and the smell of blood that suddenly became thicker!  Du Ruhu took the lead and ran into the flank of the Jurchen warriors' formation. He spread out his horse's spear in his hand, stabbed or smashed it, and in a blink of an eye he knocked the two Jurchen warriors off their horses. Then he drew his sword with his left hand and one of them passed by.  The Jurchen warriors had not surrounded their necks, and the main artery on the side of the neck was suddenly severed, and blood spurted out, covering their head and face like a tiger!  Behind Du Ruhu, more than a hundred soldiers followed into the formation.  The Jurchen array was long and thin. Immediately, a group of people were turned upside down. Hundreds of long weapons were wielded in a row. The screams were endless. The point they bumped into was immediately knocked upside down, and the entire array was rushed into pieces.  Two pieces!  The combat power of the Jurchen warriors was fully revealed at this time. Although the center was cut off, dozens of warriors fell down as if swept by a strong wind, and their horses galloped with reins.  However, the Jurchen warriors at the front and back were rolling over desperately, trying to surround Du Ruhu and the others. Not to mention that from the direction of the mound, there were hundreds of Jurchen warriors who no longer cared about any bit of horsepower and were moving at the fastest speed.  Come join the battlefield!  They are all like a tiger holding a sword in the right and a sword in the left, using both legs to control the horse, keeping their heads down and silent, just fighting.  Suddenly, with the blood rain splashing, the Chang Feng Literature cfwx in front of me was completely empty, and the Jurchen array was completely killed in the blink of an eye.  Under the iron face, they were all like tigers, roaring without looking back: "Turn south!" He stepped on the right stirrup, and the horse turned towards the city above the building without reins. The soldiers behind him followed him and killed through the array.  Everyone heard the order like a tiger.  They all turned around.  Then he pounced on the Jurchen warrior who was about to turn around and come back to kill him.  Although it was a desperate attack, Du Ruhu did not die foolishly.  After breaking away from the array, turn south, while holding the Jurchen warriors who are robbing the city tighter, at the same time, taking one step south will bring you one step closer to Loufan city.  Du Ruhu's family no longer plans to survive, but there is no doubt that a few of his subordinates will be able to return to the city.  Most of the Jurchen soldiers in the south have turned around.  When Du Ruhu broke through the central array, he was already pulling the formation apart during the high-speed rotation.  A standard mounted combat hedging formation with a wide front is eliminated!  Even if they are also exhausted, even if they are caught off guard by elite knights like Du Ruhu, the combat performance of the Jurchen warriors, no matter which Jurchen general is under their command, is as high as ever in this era!  There were one or two hundred Jurchen warriors who were turning around. When they dispersed and charged back, they had already drawn their riding bows, and faced a hail of arrows.  The so-called riding and shooting.  He was praised very fiercely by the later generations of the Qing Dynasty.  But when it comes to real lethality, that's all.  There are no more riding bows than six fights.  There are some talented people who can open a stone right away, which is great.  Moreover, without a stable shooting support, the accuracy is very limited.  When Jin Mingchi's imperial martial arts performance was held, there were galloping performances, but the horses were all chosen to move steadily, and the speed was slowed down to the point where it was completely useless in the battle formation. Only the archers carefully selected by Ban Zhizhong could show the level of shooting willows at once.  .  In a real battle formation, who would take this performance seriously?  The most effective function of the nomadic people¡¯s riding and shooting is to harass them.  If you want to break the formation, you have to dismount and shoot with the Han crossbowmen in exchange for lives, or wear heavy armor and hit the formation, there is no other way!  (One more thing, cavalry is not very lethal, but if the other side¡¯s cavalry is very weak, or there are cavalry but they are too heavy and not very maneuverable. Such continuous harassment is also a very unpleasant thing. Or bite the bullet and disband the array.  Rushing out is like the European heavy cavalry against Mongolia, or it is like Crassus's Roman legion that collapsed under the continuous harassment and attack for many days, like the collapse of the 150,000-strong army of the Jin Kingdom in Sanfeng Mountain. Again, regardless of the damage caused by cavalry shooting.  How powerful is it? At the military level of the Middle Ages, having a powerful and highly mobile cavalry group gives you too much tactical choice. This choice is what I want to express here, which means two.  When a heavily armored cavalry group was hedging, cavalry archery was really useless. (Oscar button) Six Dou cavalry bows shot out a row of arrows and rushed towards them. They all descended like tigers. These more than a hundred cavalry warriors are all veterans of cavalry warfare.  , all raised the small riding bucklers tied to their left arms, shielding them in front of the horses' heads while lowering their bodies.  No one was even a little panicked, they just clicked the stirrups hard and tried to increase the horse's speed as much as possible in a short time.  The arrows rained down, and most of them landed in unknown places. Few of them hit the target, or they hit the cavalry shield and were slightly engulfed.  Or it might fall on the helmet, causing a few sparks to fly away.  There are more than a hundred cavalry like tigers. Although they are not armored cavalry, their horses are all covered with felt.  Even if there were arrows that penetrated the felt, they only penetrated the flesh lightly. Instead, they aroused the fierceness of the war horses, and they neighed and accelerated with all their hooves!  Only a few scattered??, the mount under his crotch suddenly neighed, and the knight on the horse rolled away into the dust.  However, this loss had minimal impact on the confrontation between the two cavalry armies, and the Jurchen warriors no longer had time to fire a second round of arrows!  Du Ruhu clenched the horse in his hand, maintaining the most suitable posture for exerting force.  In my heart I just sneered. ????????????????????????????????????? Out of the way, you Hulu Tatars are the first to rain down a hail of arrows.  I'm tired of seeing it.  We, the soldiers of the Shenwu Ever-victorious Army, are not the Imperial Guards of the Capital City. How can we be frightened by such tricks?  It's better not to use a bow and arrow.  You Tatars, you just used your hands to shoot arrows, and you are about to give up your bow and pick up your sword. How can you be too busy?  Horses and soldiers compete against each other, life and death can be divided in a moment, and what they are fighting for is this little time!  The two opposing cavalry armies finally collided, creating huge smoke and dust.  In the yellow smoke, the sound of the collision between the two armies this time was ten times more tragic than before!  Du Ruhu steadily poked his horse out, and dozens of sharp blades protruded from his side.  The faces of the Jurchen Tatars could be clearly seen in front of them, and they were shouting at the top of their lungs, but the spear in their hands was slightly slower than Du Ruhu and the others!  The sound of weapons piercing armor and flesh was heard one after another, and the first row of Jurchen soldiers who rushed towards them were almost wiped out!  Du Ruhu knocked the Jurchen warrior in front of him off his horse with just one thrust. The pole bent violently and suddenly bounced up.  Zhang Feng almost split the face of another Jurchen soldier into two pieces!  But the Jurchen armored cavalry are still rolling in.  The Jurchen warriors who came back from the south were at least one soldier or more.  Open the front.  There are also several rows in depth.  Even though the people in front of them were on their backs and screaming, none of the Jurchen warriors who followed him slowed down and joined the Shura field without hesitation!  Various weapons were flying, various sounds were heard, countless horse hooves were trampling everywhere, and human lives were consumed like mowing grass.  The two horses, both of which were firm enough, collided fiercely, and immediately became a chaotic fighting field, and the speed of both sides slowed down.  Now the soldiers on both sides have only one thought, to kill the enemy in front of them!  The nickname of Du Ruhujun is Xiao Han Wu, and his temperament is similar to that of Han Shizhong. He always seems a bit lazy on weekdays.  But today, at this moment, he roared like thunder and showed his life's bravery!  During the war, although the killing skills are brave, they are not genius such as Yue Feiyang and Yang Xing.  But he has been in the army since he was a child, and he was already a veteran ruffian at the age of ten.  Yue Fei's rich battle experience is even greater than that of Yue Fei.  Such a melee.  It is inevitable that there will be times when the protection is not complete, but Du is like a tiger who can always use a small injury.  Use less lethal means to avoid serious damage.  And he has long arms and legs, and a very large range of control. While rushing left and right, he has picked down and chopped down five or six Jurchen warriors one after another.  For a moment, the red-eyed Jurchen Tatar couldn't help but subconsciously avoid this grown man!  After a short period of desperate fighting and melee, even though they were experienced in the tiger battle formation, the armor on their bodies was full of turned-up armor leaves, scars of broken leather cords, and deflated breast shields.  The opening of the iron face was stained with blood. In addition to the enemy's blood, he had received a hammer blow. Although the force was released in time, a big mouthful of blood spurted out.  After picking off a Jurchen warrior in front of him, he looked around and found that no Tatar dared to come over to him.  Du Ruhu glanced around and saw a bag with a tiger tail stuck on it. He was wearing iron armor that was unique to the Liao people. The extremely thick Jurchen armor was roaring angrily, waving a long-handled hammer, and sweeping down two soldiers one after another.  Three of his brothers were killed.  Du Ruhu didn¡¯t know that this was Uliu Ge, the nephew of the Jurchen general Pucha Wulie, who was leading one of Pucha Wulie¡¯s personal guards to defeat him. He was the most brave among all the generals under Pucha Wulie¡¯s command.  This time when we went south, apart from Yin Shuke, he was the one who rushed the hardest. He just wanted to kill and plunder. As a result, when he arrived in Yifang, he took Yin Shuke's orders and went around to capture Shengkou. It was a lot of hard work.  Driven to the battlefield in Loufan.  Brother Wuliu had long been impatient after doing all these depressing things along the way, but due to Zong Han's strict orders and his uncle's instructions, he did not dare to express anything.  Fortunately, this southern army and horse actually dared to go out of the city to fight in the field, and even dared to confront the Jurchen cavalry head-on.  Even though I couldn't help but admire this powerful southern army, it lived up to its reputation.  But Brother Wuliu finally got a chance to relieve the depression in his chest. In the battle formation, the fighting was the most fierce.  Until now, he was being targeted like a tiger!  But when you call him Xiao Han Wu, you naturally have the cunningness of a veteran ruffian like Han Shizhong.  Du Ruhu shouted: "Protect me!" Several personal guards who had been fighting beside him immediately moved closer to Du Ruhu.  He caught the Jurchen warriors coming here.  Du Ruhu held his mount a little, raised the horse's saddle to the side of the saddle, and pulled out the longbow from the bow bag.  Since it¡¯s Xiao Han Wu, how can he not be as capable as Han Shizhong in forcibly shooting?  Even if Du is like a tiger, he can also draw a hard bow with a stone and eight buckets. As soon as his hand flips over, the arrow is already on the string, and then the bow opens like a full moon, with a sharp whooshing sound.  A three-edged armor-piercing cone was already whizzing towards Brother Uliu, who had shown himself to be unparalleled in bravery!  Then he let go and played the string,Du Ruhu casually abandoned his bow, picked up his horse and banged the stirrups fiercely, and with a few personal guards around him, he headed towards Brother Uliu!  At this point in the fight, it¡¯s already difficult to leave. If you grab a few more Tatars to support you, you¡¯ll earn more points!  Over there, Brother Wuliu was swinging a long-handled hammer weighing thirteen or four kilograms, making the wind roar when he heard the guards beside him shouting.  Brother Uliu didn't have time to raise his head when he heard a scream. He twisted around as hard as he could. The feather arrow with the triangular armor-piercing cone still hit his forearm. With such a strong bow and such a short distance, the iron armor was torn apart like putrefaction mud.  Open it, and the three-sided arrow protrudes from the other side!  Brother Wuliu screamed and dropped the hammer.  Before he could change to another weapon, he heard the screams of his own bodyguard.  Turning his head to look around, he saw several soldiers from the Song Army suddenly arriving in the melee. The first one had grown up. The angry Vajra statue on the iron surface was stained with blood, and his long body was sticking out. The nearest guard had been knocked off his horse.  The pole bent violently and then straightened, its sharp blade pointed straight in front of Brother Uliu!  Brother Wuliu reached out his uninjured hand like lightning and grasped the pole.  Almost simultaneously with Du Ruhu, he rolled his wrists fiercely and leaned back, hoping that the other party would let go and snatch the weapon away.  There was a tooth-grinding sound from the iron gloves of the two men.  There was a stalemate for a while.  The soldiers under the two men, who were fighting in a ball, roared and rushed towards here whenever they noticed any movement.  In a cavalry battle, even if it is a so-called dense formation confrontation, enough space for the horses to maneuver must be left.  A battle group composed of hundreds of cavalry is larger than the front of thousands of infantry fighting.  But at this time, both sides are trying their best to gather together with Du Ruhu and Brother Wuliu as the center.  There was a roar of shouts and curses!  Brother Wuliu gritted his teeth and grabbed the horse, his left arm was in severe pain, except for a scream when he was suddenly hit by an arrow, but now it was nothing.  He and Du Ruhu were equally powerful, but they suffered a loss with one hand against both hands.  He could only use all his strength to fall backwards.  However, the stalemate lasted for at most one breath, and Brother Wuliu's mind hadn't turned around yet.  I heard the grown man opposite yelling in a muffled voice: "If you want it, give it to you!" After saying that, Du Ruhu quickly let go, and Brother Uliu, who was thinking slowly, fell down on the saddle.  And Du Ruhu had already galloped past him and had already drawn his sword. This was stolen from Han Shizhong by a grown-up man like Du Ruhu who was cute and playful, and it was given to Han Shizhong by the King of Yan himself.  Utz steel long sword!  The sword light rolled down and hit the neck.  Don't say that Brother Wuliu didn't wear an iron necklace, even if he did, he would still be split by this sword!  Blood splattered, Brother Wuliu¡¯s head rolled off, the castration of the long sword was still there, and there was a huge deep wound on the horse¡¯s back.  The war horse was in pain and stood up with a long neigh. The headless body of Brother Uliu was shaken around, and blood rained all over the sky!  In the battle formation, the soldiers on both sides, whose eyes were red with blood, roared almost simultaneously when they saw this scene.  The victorious Shenwu army cheered with pride, while the Jurchen warriors were frustrated and miserable!  Du Ruhu roared in pain and shouted: "Kill all these Tatars!" At this moment, Du Ruhu even had an idea that he had not had before, maybe he could fight back to Loufan City!  But this illusion was shattered in an instant.  The thunderous sound of horse hooves was already roaring nearby.  I heard the roars of countless Jurchen knights, and then they joined the battle group in an endless stream!  Not only were the Jurchen Tatars of Puchawulie tribe in the north who were cut off by Du Ruhu, but even Yin Shuke's brigade rushed forward desperately and joined the battlefield!  Du Ruhu suddenly turned his head and saw what seemed to be an endless stream of Jurchen Tatars filling his sight.  The boy next to him was covered in blood and his armor was broken.  Du Ruhu roared again. Facing so many Tatars, Yin Shu Ke joined the battle in person with red eyes.  Du Ruhu's roar is still the same sentence.  "Kill all these Tatars!" (To be continued) ps: I couldn't sleep, so I coded another chapter.  Say a few words.  ¡°When I saw someone swearing in the book review area, they brought their family with them.  I don¡¯t know which deputy moderator added the skill, I know it was also the deputy moderator¡¯s intention to encourage Oscar.  But it makes me feel quite sad.  As for the question of water or not, it¡¯s a matter of opinion.  Such a war spans several battlefields and involves so many characters and so many clues.  At least Oscar-reading historical articles, no one has dared to write like this, right?  Oscar also said that without half a million words and without enough rendering and foreshadowing, how could this battle be written in such an immersive, atmospheric and hearty way?  ¡°This is Oscar¡¯s style, my dear fellow who curses, I¡¯m sorry, there¡¯s nothing I can do to change it.  Oscar's father passed away early, and my mother kept us two brothers together while we were growing up. I couldn't stand this, so I had to leave.  
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