The Kansai drum was beaten again.
Boom, boom...
Close, close...
Both Ma Ruhu and Pei Yunzhao were covered in blood. When they heard the sound of the drum, they immediately feinted with their swords, forced their opponents away, and slowly retreated.
There were tens of thousands of fine cavalry in the battle just now. It is roughly estimated that there were more than 3,000 casualties. It was actually the battle with the greatest losses after leaving Chang'an. However, the enemy also suffered considerable losses, probably close to ten thousand.
Seeing Ma Ruhu and other cavalry retreating, Gu Peng did not ask the Northern Army's cavalry to pursue them. Instead, he sounded the gong and asked them to return to the formation.
"General, why don't you pursue me?"
A soldier whose face was covered with blood asked in surprise. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied.
"Is there any way to retreat without seeing the enemy general? How can it be easy for you to succeed?"
Gu Peng replied in a deep voice.
The remaining nearly 10,000 fine knights were his capital, so he had to take it easy.
"Retreat first, take a rest, and protect the camp!"
After speaking, Gu Peng waved his hand, and the soldiers moved forward in an orderly manner to meet the enemy infantry on the opposite side.
"kill!"
Finally, both sides let out shocking roars.
But the collision was dull.
The battle between arrays is not as exciting as fighting alone or running rampant.
The soldiers roared low, firing each spear, sword and sword. They never gave in easily, nor were they easily overwhelmed by the formation.
However, this is only for a short period of time.
Lin Zhijing and Lu Yida lined up behind the formation, watching silently, and they estimated that they were almost there. Suddenly they each waved their weapons, including Ma Ruhu and Pei Yunzhao's six or seven thousand elite cavalry, and all the cavalry who had been standing like a mountain behind them, and Charged towards the Northern Army again.
This kind of fighting method shocked Gu Peng.
The infantry fighting at the front also retreated in an orderly manner. When the cavalry approached behind them, they were divided into several rows like water, just enough for them to gallop by.
"Fire the arrow!"
Gu Peng was also a general who could act according to the situation. He quickly ordered the elite cavalry who had just rested to draw their bows on their horses.
Whoosh...
The arrow was released again at sixty or seventy steps.
However, it is still the same as last time. It is not easy to hit the enemy cavalry who are running wildly. Moreover, they also use a uniform shooting posture on horseback, leaning back, their legs firmly hooking the stirrups, pulling the bow, and loading the arrow. ,shoot!
Its momentum was as fast as a shooting star, facing the rain of arrows that filled the sky, and shot powerfully into Gu Peng's army.
What's even more frightening is that their arrows are more powerful!
ah!
There were screams one after another, but in just one round of shooting, countless people were killed or injured.
Not counting that, in the next second, Wan Qianqi rushed over like lightning.
No matter how solid the battle formation was, it was destroyed in an instant.
"superior!"
Gu Peng finally couldn't bear it anymore, pulled out his spear, and rushed out first.
The two armies collided in a tragic way again. No one could take any luck. At this point, the only option was to fight forcefully.
Lin Zhijing also took the lead. As soon as Fang Tian drew his halberd into the enemy's formation, it was like chopping melons and vegetables. With the generals acting so bravely, the other soldiers were even more inspired and everyone moved forward.
This army, led by the powerful Ma Jiajun, was very brave in both foot and cavalry combat. As soon as the cavalry rushed over, the infantry who had retreated formed their formation again and charged forward.
Originally, in terms of total strength, Gu Peng's side had a slight advantage. However, after the previous two formations, they suffered too many losses. Now, they were not as good as Lin Zhijing's side.
This time, it was another head-on confrontation, and the Northern troops were really complaining. But, so what?
Everyone is being coerced into fighting, and life and death are just a matter of a thought.
No one knows how long they can hold on, but they know that once whoever retreats first will face them, they will not only be ruthless from the military, but also brutally crushed by the enemy.
