After the Mongolia conquered the Western Liao Dynasty, the local nobles continued to command the local people, so they added various Mongolian official titles to the local leaders, and then made them obey the dispatch of Mongolian Xuancha and local Mongolian generals. Therefore, when the Uighur soldiers called their generals and masters, they still used the official titles of the headquarters. In the Uighur custom, when the nobles and infantry stood together, they held the flag of the headquarters in their hands and held the knife in one hand. The soldiers saw the general holding the flag in their hands and walking in the forefront, and naturally they were full of fighting spirit and could not defeat them.

And the Uighur Qianhu just frowned and turned sideways and ordered: "Don't go, go!"

A young general agreed, turned over and dismounted, walked quickly to the army, took over the green flag, and shouted loudly: "The man of Uygur is the lion on the battlefield, move forward! Fight for the Lord!" The Uygur infantry cheered enthusiastically: "My Lord is the greatest!" The two trumpeters in front blew the trumpet, and the infantry formation began to advance forward under the leadership of the green flag.

The officer who asked for instructions raised his eyelids and looked at Ye Hu with dissatisfaction. The Uighurs had lived in the Western Kingdom for too long, and his fierce and brave personality was about to be damaged by the prosperity of the Silk Road. If Ye Hu had not personally attacked Yashi's subordinates to participate in the attack, he would have been ridiculed and contempt by his subordinates, and even deprived of his post and subordinates by Khan. However, in recent years, more and more Ye Hus in various places have not participated in the war in person, but have sent a close son

Nephews and even favorite ministers participated in the attack. They now have beautiful wives and concubines, boxes of Han silver, Roman gold coins and large food gold dinars in their homes, and tall houses and groups of slaves in their hometown. How could they risk their lives to fight for aliens? Whether they are the Kangli Turks, Khitans or Mongols, as long as they do not interfere with their comfortable life, they only need to drive the peasants in their lords to serve the rulers.

However, as soldiers under their subordinates and even close generals and generals, they may not be dissatisfied with the comfortable handling of Ye Hu, but they put dissatisfaction aside. As descendants of the brave Uighur Iron Cavalry, they are not willing to lower their high heads in front of foreign tribes easily.

But before they showed their brave fighting posture in front of the Mongolian lords, the Han people and Han people in front of them were in a tragic civil war. The Han army, who attacked the Central Vehicle Formation, rushed to the front of the Vehicle Formation, with a large number of casualties caused by strong bows and crossbows. What they saw were rows of infantry in the Tulong Army who had been waiting for a long time behind the horse.

"Fire!" Accompanied by powerful orders, a row of crisp gunshots sounded in the Tulong Army, which were mixed with different muffled sounds of swords and guns and bowls, but the killing effect was already amazing enough. The use of firearms became more and more skillful as the technology became. The power of this volley was enough to knock down dozens of people gathered outside the horse. The strong smell of gunpowder mixed with the screams of the injured and the flying armor fragments, which made everyone's pupils dilate and their breathing became rapid. They knew that the next moment was the moment of life and death.

The Han army, who was resisting horses, roared and threw a few smoke-prone caltrops in. The responsive Tulong Army soldiers quickly picked them up and threw them back. The Han army waved their axes and chopped the antlers, while rushing into the chariot formation with great momentum. The two armies were shouting and scolding, and soon fell into the whirlpool of hand-to-hand combat.

As the Central Secretariat expected the Army's progress to the Secretariat, even if he was not a qualified general, it did not prevent him from seeing the mistake of using troops in the Han army's thousand households. It was definitely an unwise choice to disband the strict infantry array half a mile before the enemy's chariot array, and each general was attacking the weaker parts of the chariot array.

Infantry battles require precise allocation. Even when individual space is extremely needed to exert fighting strength, they cannot disband the formation and attack at such a long distance. Rather, the more they attack the battlefield where personal bravery is needed, the more they need to finely allocate troops. When the Han marching Qianhu issued the order to disband the array and attack freely, he also lost control of the mobilization of troops. The next step was only a melee. The Song people only needed to strengthen the tight defense force at each gap to easily block this headless fly-like attack. Therefore, he said that Zheng Yunming only needed one hand to repel this chaotic offensive, and all this loss came from the inexplicable fear of the Qianhus of the Han marching Qianhus for a new shell.

What's more, Zheng Yunming stretched out to block the Han army in the north and was his strongest arm.

The northern Han army, who were fighting each other, could only judge their next actions by instinct and companions' actions. The entire attack was trapped in a subtle blind movement of followers. It was obvious that the target that could be locked in this blind movement was only the enemy's chief general's flag in the formation. Therefore, countless northern Han army wrapped themselves and their comrades and killed Zheng Yunming at the location where Zheng Yunming was. But they found that this was a road that could not be advanced at all.

The three rows of soldiers standing in front of them were one of the most elite infantry in the entire Jinghu Lake. No, I can even boast that they were one of the most elite infantry in the entire Song Dynasty.

Ren Xiongwei had already killed the third enemy, but when he pulled out his broken blade from the neck of the dead body, the blade was still as sharp as when he opened a new blade, emitting a shining cold light. The enemy's blood flowed along the blade, as if it was stimulating the hidden beast nature in his body. However, Ren Xiongwei's family was very strict. Even in such a face-to-face fight, it was difficult to see his out of control. But the other direction was not the case at all. Ren Xiongwei heard cheers after cheers in his ears. He took a slight step back and retreated.

At a safe distance, he looked at the spot dozens of steps away from him. The Beiwei Army was cheering around a brave young general. The young general was wearing a full set of armor and was still extremely agile. When a silver spear flashed in his hand, a Han army from the north was pierced through his chest and fell down. Not to mention the ruthless moves and the quickness of the gun, he said that this attack could pierce a person's chest. This strength was also amazing. The Han army in the north was deterred by the young general's divine threat, and no one dared to move forward.

Ren Xiongwei sighed in his heart. Before he came out of the countryside, he believed that he had already practiced martial arts well, and maybe that was the most powerful martial arts person in the world. But after joining the Tulong Army, he learned that the people with high martial arts in the world were as strong as stars in the sky. Even under Zheng Guanren, he thought it would be difficult to rank in the top five. Even Han Feng, a little boy, was ashamed of himself. Not to mention his strength, Han Feng kept preparing and fighting since the morning, and immediately entered the infantry battle after the horse battle, but he had almost no fatigue. How did he exercise such abundant physical strength?

Zheng Yunming stood on the Lingqi cart, watching his Beiwei athlete blocking the Han army in the north like a long dike blocking the tide, and was very relieved. But Lu Qingchun behind him was extremely nervous. Deputy Zheng liked to command with the opportunity. But he was not a war general, and he really encountered the enemy. His ability to defend himself was too difficult, which was really a worrying thing. However, after he tried to dissuade several times, Zheng Yunming didn't care at all. He insisted on pushing the Lingqi cart to a distance of only a hundred steps from the front line, and personally supervised the Beiwei army to intercept the enemy who rushed into the chariot formation.

Suddenly a stone came towards him, almost rubbing Zheng Yunming's cheeks, and hit the guardrail behind the Lingqi car with a bang. Lu Qingchun shouted loudly: "There are stone-population soldiers! Protect the general!" Several soldiers holding shields rushed forward and surrounded Zheng Yunming and covered him under the heavy shields. Lu Qingchun rushed forward and grabbed Zheng Yunming's sleeves and said hurriedly: "This place is dangerous, please retreat quickly!"

Zheng Yunming pushed his hand away and said angrily: "A mere stone, what should I be afraid of!" He held his sword in front of his chest and shouted loudly: "Attack forward and drive these useless guys back to see their Mongolian master!"

When the Beiwei Army heard the loud shouts of the general behind him, the morale of the army was greatly boosted, and shouted in unison, pressing towards the Han army in the north.

Han Feng raised the iron plate on his left arm, held the two broken formation knives that were coming towards him, and flew back sideways, seizing an advantageous position, stabbed a flag bearer in the front of the enemy with one shot, and the flag fell to the ground. This blow seemed to have broken the will of the Han army in the north, and someone began to retreat. The Beiwei army shouted while a neatly lined up human wall, holding the spear and shield in his hands, and directly drove the other party out of the chariot formation with powerful momentum. At this time, the Han army, who rushed into the chariot formation, were also stalemates with the closely arranged military formation of the Tulong Army. At this time, he saw a companion being dispersed by the Song army in front of him, and the subtle herd mentality played a role at this time. One gap after another, the Han army in the north rushed to the chariot formation and finally turned into an irreversible big escape.

Zhu Sheng pointed at Lu Qingchun and said, "Call your cavalry to get on the horse and chase the escaped enemy!" When Lu Qingchun was about to turn around and prepare, he was stopped by Zheng Yunming's words.

"Look at the Mongols' cavalry." Zheng Yunming said calmly, following his gaze, the Mongolian cavalry gathered like clouds, spread their bows in their hands and began to shoot arrows to provide cover for their escaped companions. Zheng Yunming's cavalry could not confront them in the wild. He could only watch these enemies who had finally repelled fleeing.
Chapter completed!