With the rumbling drums, the sun was above the heads of the two armies, gradually tilting westward.

The soldiers of the Wuyi Army raised their faces slightly. They saw the light slid over their long spear blade. The sun shot from the opposite side was no longer dazzling, and the red barbarian soldiers' appearance began to become clearer.

Now the sun is behind us!

At this moment, Gao Yue's eyes were like lightning. He saw that in the sound of drums, the barbarian soldiers began to intersect, and smoke and dust were shattered, obviously in the substitute formation. At this moment, the front line was no longer dense long horns, but wall-like barbarian cards, layer by layer, and the bronze ornaments on the board were shining with stars under the slanting sun, which was particularly eye-catching.

"The barbarians want to hold barbarian cards to resist the cannon guns, and then rush to our army with one go. Now they can throw themselves into the iron cavalry to win." Gao Yue shouted quickly, then grabbed the hilt of the sword, pulled out the Yunfu blade, and pointed forward.

Zhou Ziping immediately raised the long spear on his arm, and the white fur coat was whispering, flying in the wind, like an eagle's wings.

The entire pond was trembling and trembling. The three fronts of the Wuyi Army, infantry and archer teams skillfully dispersed, giving way out several passages that penetrated. Nearly three thousand men and horses, Wuyi Army, whose armor was covered with armor, rushed out quickly, and their horses hooves flew up and rushed out quickly. Their weapons, armor, and feather tassels were reflected in the sun, gorgeously like clouds.

"The Tang army's cavalry are coming out in groups!" People shouted in horror in front of the barbarians.

When Huang Shaoqing, who was under the big drum, saw this scene, he remembered his son Huang Changjin's reminder. Sure enough, Gao Yue used the border subway cavalry that had been tempered for thousands of times as a magic weapon to win.

But at this time, we must not waver and retreat, otherwise the soldiers will collapse before the fight. At this point, we can only continue to rush forward and decide the outcome.

"Dong!" In front of the big bronze drum, the drum-beating Dongman suddenly had a crisp sound when he hit the last round.

A silver-inlaid drumstick suddenly broke.

After many barbarian cards, the Huangdong barbarians began to open their mouths, revealing black chiseled holes, raising their cheeks, squeezed their eyes, raised their axes and darts, stepped on the soil under their feet, and then tens of thousands rushed towards the Tang army's front line.

"Eat sugar balls!" Ming Huaiyi shouted on the horse's back, then hung his high saddle in a bag, took out both balls, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them.

The other cavalrymen did not reserve any reservations and swallowed all the reserved sugar pills.

All the long-term soldiers, palladium-boring hands and archers of Wu Yijun also took out sugar pills and put them in their mouths.

Then, Wu Yi's left army's first cannon, the gunners watched the barbarian soldiers who were swarming like a tide, and the barbarian card that could withstand the bullets were shaking. Then, when they were thirty steps away, they decisively lit the fire of the sub-gun.

The dragon-like roar suddenly started: the gun of the tiger-jue cannon trembled, and then the heavy projectile, carrying more than twenty hoppers, all of which were sprayed out. After the first cannon was fired, it was the second and third doors... In the end, dozens of tiger-jue cannons roared, really like bear roaring dragons. The hot projectile swept across the formation of the barbarian soldiers like a group of fierce hornets, stinging a huge running "rhino".

The broken barbarian cards were all blowing, and the bodies of the barbarian soldiers who were torn through were either suddenly leaned back or terrifying wounds were cut out, sprinkled with blood. After walking two steps forward, they knelt down and fell to the ground. Several rows in front fell down. The people behind were frightened. They held long horns or darts in their hands, and did not know what to do in the pungent smoke.

Suddenly, a tall "monster" covered in iron armor suddenly ran out of the smoke amid the neighing sound. Under his arm was a sharp horse spear, holding a storm-like momentum. Then the two barbarians screamed and flew backwards. They were pierced together by the spear on the head of the Wuyi cavalry. They rushed forward several steps, knocking over the companions behind one after another, and then they fell down.

Then the head of the building took off his spear and pulled out an iron mace, which made the barbarian soldiers on all sides fly everywhere, while the war horses savagely collided and trampled and ravaged under it.

More and more "monsters" rushed over and broke into the barbarians' formation. Like a storm, they used barbarians as short seedlings, charging forward and harvesting. After the horse spear was stabbed, they pulled out close weapons and fought.

Several cavalry charge routes passed by. From a distance, they looked like blood-stained alleys. The barbarians who were not dead were lying on the ground, coughing and covering the wound in the smoke of tiger cannons and the dust raised by the Wuyi army's iron cavalry. They were about to sit up, but they were turned over by the Tang Jundao player who followed him. Then their heads were clamped by shields. The blade cut, blood splattered, and the head fell to the ground. It was very fast. The Tang army's light foot troops, the sword card players and the palladium boring player also followed the cavalry and began to harvest wildly.

Huang Shaoqing saw that after the Tang army's cavalry entered the assault, he quickly broke the first formation he had just replaced, then cleared the two wings of the second formation, and then merged into an unstoppable rushing stream, directly running through the center of the second formation and the third formation.

The infantry of the Tang army also followed and launched a fierce attack.

The Huangdong Barbarians' team has begun to collapse in all directions, like a shattered embankment that has been washed away by a torrent.

"Why... Why? Although the Tang soldiers were fighting more than ten times before, they still had plenty of strength to fight... It was obviously my team that had the strength to defeat the Tang soldiers!" The worst thing was that Huang Shaoqing could not understand the changes in the battle situation.

But this had no effect. Because the entire Xiantang battlefield had turned into a feast of bloodthirsty killing by the Wuyi army, Huang Shaoqing gathered the barbarian soldiers organized from hundreds of holes in the Zuojiang River (called Zuoxi and Youxi at the time) and all of them became grass mustard and dust under the horse's hooves.

On the battlefield full of corpses, the Wuyi Army's cavalry was still "plowing" back and forth, rushing to this side, then turning the horse's head and rushing to that side, cooperating with the infantry's killing, with the purpose of not leaving any living mouths.

Under the sun sinking, the corpses of the barbarian soldiers covered the entire battlefield, overlapping and supporting each other, and blood floated the bows and arrows and darts, and the blood-colored dust smoke was rolled up, almost swallowing the entire sun. Huang Shaoqing knelt down in despair beside the drum tremblingly:

"I already know the tragic ending of the lack of cavalry in Lidong... Chang Mian, you will rush out the flag to attack Gao Yue at this time. It's really a line of life. Whether it's better for us father and son to die on this battlefield today..." After saying that, Huang Shaoqing rode on his mount and was one of the few war horses in the entire Huangdong barbarian team. It was introduced from Nanzhao. He then drew out his sword, looked back at the big drum still standing on the spot, and then rushed towards the Tang army infantry and cavalry that rushed up endlessly.

"Duke of Wei, the Dongman liezi, could not withstand the double blows of artillery fire and cavalry, and their defeat was revealed." Zhou Ziping, under the Pixiu, rode his horse and said leisurely to Gao Yue.

Gao Yue was also very satisfied. "Although Li Zi soldiers had a natural disadvantage of not having horses, they fought to the end, no less than the elite of Xifan and Dangqiang. If they were the same as Li Qi's mobs, then this war would be won without any glory."
Chapter completed!