Take the most common spearman as an example. On the surface, it seems that the spearman can restrain the cavalry. It is enough to put the spear on the ground and wait for the cavalry to hit him.
But just putting the spear on the ground, this extremely simple action, is the most difficult for most soldiers.
Because in the face of the high-speed impact of the cavalry, few people, except for veterans who have fought a hundred battles, can calmly collide with the cavalry. On the contrary, most of the time, the spearmen have not waited for the cavalry to actually hit. After all, facing the attack of the cavalry, the psychological test was too great, and it was simply not something that ordinary people could bear.
The more than 100 spearmen under Zhao Ling were able to maintain their composure relying on their numerical advantage and the protection of the large shields in the front row.
Seeing that the opponent's cavalry was less than a hundred steps away from him, just when everyone was stabilizing their position and preparing to wait and see, the situation changed.
Thirty Tianji camp guards took out their bows and arrows at the same time, fired a volley at the front row, then turned their horses and rushed towards the right wing. Since the number of cavalry was small, it was more convenient to turn their horses' heads, so this sudden change , On the contrary, Zhao Ling's troops were caught off guard.
In this first round of volleys, 70% of the arrows were blocked by the large shield, while half of the other 30% of the arrows flew past the soldiers' bodies, and only a few arrows successfully hit the soldiers.
But these few arrows caused a lot of casualties. Because they were all armor-piercing arrows, five soldiers were shot down on the spot.
Once casualties occur around them, a soldier's psychological quality will be tested. Being able to ignore the death of his comrades and continue fighting is the watershed that determines whether he is an elite soldier or not.
Obviously, Zhao Ling's troops cannot do this.
Just one round of arrows shot down five people, and the formation began to loosen.
Shouts continued to ring out from the formation.
"The enemy's cavalry is attacking! The enemy's cavalry is attacking!"
"Where are the foot archers? Where are the foot archers?!"
Hearing the roar of the soldiers, Zhao Ling turned red with anger and shouted: "Anyone who dares to disrupt military orders will be killed without mercy!"
"Shut the hell up!"
Under Zhao Ling's roar, the chaotic formation finally stabilized. At this time, Zhao Ling was in no mood to pay attention to the soldiers who were shouting randomly.
Seeing the enemy cavalry make a circle and rush towards this side again, Zhao Ling quickly ordered: "Change formation! Change formation! Turtle shell formation!"
The original formation, which was arranged vertically and horizontally, immediately changed. The vanguard holding a large shield formed a circle, protecting the rest of his comrades in the center. Except for a small number of spearmen, the remaining infantry all dropped their rifles, put on their bows, and began to counterattack the cavalry.
Seeing the opponent fighting with bows and arrows, Zhang Zhenhai did not hesitate: "Give up the attack and go straight to the third level!"
Thirty Tianji Camp guards decisively abandoned Zhao Ling's troops at the second level and continued running along the wasteland. Once they were out of the shooting range of Zhao Ling's troops, they re-entered the official road and headed straight for the third level where Lu Li was. .
Looking at the cavalry running further and further away, Zhao Ling was so angry that he stamped his feet: "Rat!"
"I'm so angry. These damn rangers are hitting and running and bullying us for not having any cavalry!"
Despite the scolding, Zhao Ling couldn't help but feel a little worried, because the enemy general gave orders very decisively and did not bother with Zhao Ling at all. Moreover, these thirty cavalrymen first defeated the first level, and after contacting Zhao Ling, they went straight to the third level. Guan, no one died.
This cavalry is definitely an elite division!
Thinking of this, Zhao Ling couldn't help but sigh: "If we want to completely annihilate this cavalry, we can only send out light cavalry. Although the infantry can protect themselves, it is impossible for two legs to catch up with four legs. "
Just when Zhao Ling was worried about the defenders of the third pass, suddenly, a shout came to his ears.
I saw a messenger coming in a hurry, shouting as he ran: "Boss, it's not good, Qin Feng is here!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ling couldn't help but his eyelids jumped. He grabbed the collar of the messenger and roared: "Shut the hell up!"
The messenger's words reached his lips and he swallowed them alive.
Although Zhao Ling responded quickly, unfortunately, the voice of the messenger was still heard by many soldiers, and for a while, there was a lot of discussion on the scene.
"What? Qin Feng?!"
"Boss, could it be that the people we are blocking here are not the Sangzhou rebels, but Marquis Tianlu of Daliang?"
"No wonder that ranger is so brave and is actually Qin Feng's subordinate!"
"Boss, do you want to kill us?!"
Faced with everyone's doubts, Zhao Ling said nothing, and directly winked at a few of his cronies. The cronies swung their swords and slashed the soldiers who asked loudly to death on the spot.
The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.
Zhao Ling gritted his teeth: "What about Qin Feng? Lu Zhuguo has given an order that anyone who comes will die!"
"Even if the sky falls, it won't be able to crush you. Just help Lu Zhuguo achieve great things!"
The soldiers gradually fell silent, but they were still nervous.
After all, they had already heard of Qin Feng's evil reputation. Combined with the bravery of the small group of riders before, even the most experienced veterans on the scene could not help but start sweating on their palms.
At this moment, a group of heads appeared directly in front of the official road. It was estimated that there were a hundred people!
"Here he comes! Qin Feng is here! Form a formation to defend against the enemy!"
Following Zhao Ling's roar, the two hundred soldiers regrouped. Since the opponent had no cavalry, Zhao Ling became even more unscrupulous and put his big shield in front. The other soldiers all took out their bows and arrows and aimed at Qin Feng's troops.
Qin Feng rode a tall horse and walked at the front of the team, followed by a hundred Beixi soldiers, while Li Xiaolan was at the rear of the formation.
As for Liu Ming and An Wuwei, they have all been dispersed.
One hundred Beixi soldiers advanced steadily, all carrying rifles on their backs and holding infantry bows.
When there were only two hundred steps away from the opponent, Qin Feng waved decisively, and a hundred Beixi soldiers ordered and stopped, and stopped uniformly.
"Load the arrow!"
Qin Feng gave an order, and a hundred Beixi soldiers raised their bows and drew arrows at the same time.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Ling quickly ordered his soldiers to draw their bows. Since he had the numerical advantage and was protected by a large shield, Zhao Ling was absolutely confident that even if he changed his arrows, he could definitely crush Qin Feng.
But when both sides ordered to shoot arrows at the same time, a scene happened that caught Zhao Ling by surprise.
The opponent's arrows came with a tinkling sound, and because they were all armor-piercing arrows, screams kept ringing around him.
Only a few of the arrows on his side can reach Qin Feng's position, but due to the lack of accuracy, he can only shoot casually, and the threat to Qin Feng is almost zero.
Zhao Ling picked up an arrow, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but curse: "This is the standard arrow in Beixi County!"
