No matter how clever the tactics of all cavalry wars in ancient and modern times are, the most basic thing is the quality of the army itself.

And the more difficult it is, the more clever the tactics it seems, the higher the requirements for the quality of the army itself.

For example, the roundabout encirclement that Yue Fei likes, and the back and forth raids that Han Shizhong is good at.

And the 6th tour this time's sound attacks on the east and west.

Therefore, the war that wins through strategies is to commit suicide.

A strong army is the basis for ensuring victory.

But the two thousand five hundred cavalrymen rushed out all the way, like the water of the Yellow River, majestic and fierce.

Several generals from the left wing of the barbarians began to be excited after receiving the order to send troops.

The left wing began to move, and the formation they deviated was rhythmic and not panic.

But the Song army had not yet approached and had already begun to attack with crossbow arrows.

The sharp arrows flew over like a sudden rain, nailed to the faces of the barbarian soldiers, and blood splashed.

After a few waves of crossbow arrows, he put them away, held the long spear in both hands, and charged forward.

The Song army was in a very strong momentum, and the barbarians didn't know how many Song army had come. The two sides rushed together quickly and immediately collided with people and horses.

"Kill the Song Gou whom these bitches raised!" The barbarian generals shouted loudly in the noisy barbarian language.

The soldiers rushed forward as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Just as the left-wing Song army and the barbarians were fighting to the death, the sound of the Song army's horns sounded on the top of the city.

The density of muskets and archers at the city wall suddenly increased, suppressing the siege barbarians a hundred meters away.

The city gate suddenly opened, and teams of people appeared quickly at the city gate.

They were wearing heavy armor, like flexible steel men.

Bu Renjia held sharp spears to form a solid square formation.

There are muskets and archers on it, and there are more and more step armors below.

"Report!" The messenger ordered the soldiers to fly towards the central army, "Master General, the Song army left the city!"

"How many soldiers?"

“Sounding!”

"Okay! The vanguard army attacked and killed Song Gou without leaving any armor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another messenger rushed over: "Report! A cavalry of the Song army raided towards my right wing!"

Muke raised his brow and suddenly became even more happy: "Song Gou dared to siege us with tens of thousands of soldiers. I have never seen such a stupid person!"

Li Qianshun added beside him: "How many people on the right wing?"

"Many, not detailed!"

Li Qianshun felt a bad premonition in his heart. There must be something strange about the Song army's choice to act at night.

But then I thought about it, no matter how twelve armies on our side, they would never win, no matter how treacherous the Song army was.

Unless it is Yue Fei and his Beiwei army who arrived in person!

Thinking of Yue Fei, Li Qianshun's heart was still trembling.

In the Battle of Xia, if Yue Fei had not defeated the Iron Harrier, the Xia Kingdom would not have been destroyed so quickly.

Fearing Muke's temper, Li Qianshun did not express his concerns.

Mukel laughed to the sky: "Beat the drum!"

The barbarian snare drums shook the sky like thunder.

The former army shouted: "Long live the great sweat!"

The morale of the barbarian army reached its peak and began to move forward wildly.

The Song army's infantry and armor were arranged in a group, like solidified pieces of steel, pushing forward steadily on the ground.

Cui Jin led 2,500 light cavalry to kill from the left wing of the barbarians, tearing a gap in the middle.

After a moment, the messenger flew: "Report! The Song army evacuated northeast!"

"Chase! Crack! Kill it quickly! No one left!"

The deputy general next to him said, "General, do you want to ask the general for advice to pursue the enemy?"

"What a big deal to ask for advice! After asking for advice, Song Gou has already run away without a trace!"

The rhythm of the war drums on the left wing of the barbarians began to change, and the left wing army moved like wings and moved northeastward.

"The left wing of the barbarians begins to divide! Go and report!"

The Song army's messenger had just spoken, but he was knocked off his horse and died.

Gu Changting placed more than a dozen messengers here.

It is to ensure that the message can be accurately transmitted.

"Quick! Go and report to the Grandmaster!"

The other messengers rode their horses and kept falling off.

They came from the same village, and just before dark, they sat together and drank happily and said goodbye to each other.

"If anyone survives, I will ask to take care of my family, please!"

In the end, only two messengers successfully approached the city tower and entered the safe area.

The barbarian soldiers behind were about to catch up, but they had been intercepted by the defense line composed of Inner Armor.

Gu Changting used a thousand miles to see that the long dragon made of Cui Jin's cavalry torches had begun to move to the northeast.

"Have the messenger returned?" Gu Changting walked down the city tower, worried, but acted calmly.

"not yet……"

As soon as Gu Changting's deputy general spoke, he heard: "Report!"

"Master, the left wing of the barbarian tribe has been divided and is moving away!"

The messenger was shot two arrows, but his voice was very loud.

"Hurry and help me and treat me!" Gu Changting walked quickly towards the high platform without saying a word.

In front of the city tower, the heavy cavalry regiment belonging to the Third Army of the Northern Prefecture Army has been assembled.

Each of them was wearing heavy armor and steel helmets, with sharp eyes as sharp as a knife.

Silently, just staring quietly ahead.

"My boys! For the glory of the Third Army of the Northern Palace!" Gu Changting's sonorous and powerful voice sounded on the platform.

The night wind blew the general's cloak to fly.

"We have been deeply grateful to the emperor and should have died to serve our country!"

"Tonight, people are in the city!"

He shouted below: "Long live my emperor! Long live the Song Dynasty!"

Soon, the heavy cavalry regiment rushed out of the city gate.

Three thousand soldiers are like the torrent of steel in the dark.

The horse's hooves stepped on the ground, as if they were about to break the ground.

The soldiers' blood seemed to burn the cold night sky.

Left wing! Left wing! Left wing!

This Song army had only one idea in mind at this time, which was to use the thunder to tear open the already weak left wing of the barbarians and fight to the central army.

There are still some scattered barbarian soldiers on the left wing, but they are like rotten wood under the iron hooves of this Song army.

At this time, Cui Jin had been cut more than a dozen times, and his armor was damaged. He led his people forward and shouted, "6 Young Master You, don't let my soldiers die in vain! Otherwise, I will never forgive you!"

6 You held a silver spear in his hand. He took the eight hundred soldiers given by Gu Changting, and joined the large army to smash some blocks like killing gods and Buddhas, and rushed to the left wing.

"Report!" The messenger was in a hurry.

Mukel cursed: "What a panic!"

"Report to the commander! There is the Song army! There is the Song army coming here!"

"Haha, these Song Gou are very brave and dare to fight against our army's warriors head-on! Yebali! Let his men teach Song Gou how to be a human being!"

"Report to the Grand General, General Yebari... Go and chase the Song army!"

"Hmm?" Mukel frowned.

"How many people are there in the Song army?" Muke was puzzled. Why did he feel that there were Song army everywhere tonight?

A sense of ominousness arose in Li Ganshun's heart. Out of fear of the Song army and the shadow in his heart, Li Ganshun said: "Master, let's fight!"
Chapter completed!