To the south, on a mountain.
Wu Min was neatly dressed and led a small number of guards, standing on a high place overlooking the battlefield.
Although they were far apart, they could clearly hear the roar of killing. It feels like the frantic atmosphere coming from the battlefield.
Fight.
Wu Min resisted the urge to look up to the sky and roar with blood, and looked up at the sky.
Halfway through the afternoon.
about there. The Slavs must be tired.
"Send troops." Wu Min said, then turned around and descended to the path between the two mountains. Thousands of cavalry lined up in a long queue.
Everyone's baggage was thrown away.
All are combat cavalry.
The heavy cavalry was in front and the light cavalry was behind.
The flag with the word "Han" stands at the front, fluttering in the wind and making a hunting sound. Wu Min got on the horse and reached out to take the eight-foot-long horse stick handed over by the guard. Without any words, he clamped the horse's belly with his feet and galloped forward.
Thousands of cavalry rushed to the battlefield with indomitable momentum. Soon, the front suddenly opened up, and it was an open flat land.
"kill!!!!!!!!!!!"
Wu Min took the lead and roared with all his strength.
"kill!!!!!!"
The roars of the soldiers were heard one after another.
Although there were only a few thousand people, they had the momentum of tens of thousands.
Wu Min appeared very suddenly, but there was such a big movement. It was quickly noticed by the Han and Slavic armies.
The guard in the south of the city is a Qianhu. After he heard the noise, he looked at the Han cavalry rushing ahead in disbelief.
Is this also a battle?
The attackers were Slavic infantry.
It's OK to be tyrannical.
"Quick. Go and report the news to the general." Qianhu didn't dare to neglect and stopped a soldier and ordered.
Although the person who came here was a little reckless, he couldn't be allowed to die under the city.
Moreover.
It is much better if someone comes than if no one comes. Even if the Slavs were to delay their attack for half an hour, they would have a chance to breathe.
That would be so cool.
To the west of the city. Feng Chong was holding a steel knife and was fighting bloody battles. After getting the news, he immediately retreated. The blood on his body, thick and smelly, gathered little by little on his skirt and dripped to the ground.
"Who is so reckless?" Feng Chong was very annoyed.
It's impossible to rush like this. The Slavic infantry were not vegetarians.
In this case, he should send out troops inside and outside to welcome the cavalry. But there are not many soldiers in the city. If they are sent out, the city defense will be in danger.
But if we don't send troops, we will see the Han soldiers fail.
After Feng Chong thought for a moment, he ordered his soldiers: "Deploy one hundred soldiers to each city wall. Let them take the horses and assemble to the south of the city."
"Lao Hu. I'll leave this to you."
Feng Chong shouted, led a hundred soldiers down the city wall, got on his horse, and picked up the Zhangba horse sword, but after thinking for a moment, he changed it to a Zhangba sword.
He is good at using a broadsword, but his martial arts is so good that he can do anything.
This kind of charge into the formation is better with a broadsword.
After being prepared, Feng Chong led the hundred cavalry to gather in the south of the city. Including the cavalry from the other two directions, there are four hundred cavalry.
A little less, but it depends on how you use it.
Feng Chong took a broadsword and walked up to the city wall to observe the situation.
"The Slavs responded quickly." Feng Chong's face was solemn. The Slavs stopped attacking the city, and their soldiers quickly gathered and formed their formations facing the direction of the Han cavalry's return.
A large array of spears and shields.
Hoplite.
If the Slavs were to form a serious formation of eight hundred, then no cavalry would be able to use it, and they would all be defeated by their sharp blades.
But now the Han army suddenly came out, and the Slavs arranged their formation hastily, and there were flaws in the formation.
"I only have four hundred horses, so I have to seize the opportunity to go up." Feng Chong made up his mind, but soon he focused his eyes and saw that among the banners of the Han army, there was a "Wu" and a "Qi" .”
"Marquis Qi!!!!!!" Feng Chong shouted. Then he said angrily: "Open the city gate quickly and rush after me."
If this son of the King of Han dies in front of him.
Then there's no need to do it.
Feng Chong descended the city wall at an extremely fast speed, then got on his horse and led four hundred elite heavy armored cavalry to fight out. He shouted: "My sons, the eldest son of the king, Marquis Qi, is here to save us."
"We are all dead, and we cannot let Qi Hou die in battle. Kill!!!!!!!!!"
"kill!!!!!!!!"
Four hundred elite heavy-armored cavalry, their eyes instantly turned red, galloped forward, raised their cavalry spears, and roared.
A dying army meets rescue. No matter who saves them, they are grateful.
What's more, the eldest son of the king, Marquis Qi?
And charge at the risk of death. There are 60,000 to 70,000 Slavic infantry troops surrounding the city. Needless to say, the Slavic knights from the other three parties are now rushing over.
A little careless.
The eldest son of the king, Marquis Qi, had to die in front of the battle.
This is not okay.
The Slavs' heavy infantry formation was very powerful, but it was hastily formed. Now Wu Min is in the front, and Feng Chong is attacking from behind.
The situation is very different.
"Whoosh whoosh!!!!"
The light cavalry under Wu Min raised the bow in their hands, fully pulled the bowstring, and fired arrows towards the Slavic infantry formation.
at the same time. The archers in the Slavic infantry formation also fired arrows at the Han cavalry.
The heavy armored cavalry of the Han army did not have any bunkers and could only resist with their heavy armor.
"Ding Ding Ding!!!" The sharp arrows hit their armor. It was like being bitten by something, it hurt.
A few people either stumbled or were hit by vital wounds and died immediately.
Like a strong wind, the Han cavalry quickly arrived in front of the Slavic infantry formation.
"Kill!!!!!!" Wu Min took the lead, facing countless spears without fear. Use your arms hard and wave them left and right.
With one person's strength, he pushed aside many spears left and right, creating a gap.
He galloped forward on horseback and stabbed a Slavic infantryman to death. Then from left to right, he swept through thousands of troops with one move. The sharp spear edge drew a perfect semicircle and cut off three heads.
The Marquis of Qi broke into the Slavic infantry formation and was invincible. But it was not so easy for the cavalry under his command. Many cavalry fell in front of the Slavic infantry formation.
But the sacrifices at the front laid the foundation for a breakthrough at the rear. The Han army is like a beast without intelligence, tireless and fearless of death.
kill! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
The Slavs were proud of their heavy infantry. The result of hastily setting up a formation was that it was broken up by the Han cavalry. Plus Feng Chong broke into the formation from the side.
Once the infantry formation was scattered, that was that.
The two Han cavalrymen were like Nezha making waves in the sea, making waves.
However, although the Slavs' army was scattered, they did not collapse. Instead, they were like dogs, biting their prey and trying to entangle the Han army.
Naturally, Wu Min and Feng Chong would not let them get their wish.
"My sons, fight back to the city." Feng Chong raised his sword and roared.
"Athletes, enter the city." Wu Min stabbed a Slavic knight to death and shouted.
