The fourth day.
When Chen Zhuo took Chu Yi out of Yunxiao City and rushed to Jinyang Mountain, Luo Yi and others had also reached the edge of Qinghou County.
Looking from a distance, one can already see the six thousand soldiers in the distance.
Three thousand infantrymen were wearing chainmail, holding a shield in one hand and a spear in the other. The formation formed by the three thousand people to resist the horse could logically withstand the three thousand cavalry.
But unfortunately, they met the Wuling Cavalry.
As a third-rank general of the Luo Dynasty, Lu Yu was also the head of the Lu family. He didn't say he had spent half his life in the military, but at least he had experienced hundreds of battles.
The more you understand this kind of battle formation charge between cavalry and cavalry, the more terrifying you will understand the horror of Wuling cavalry.
Dare to fight and kill.
If you don't retreat, you won't lose.
These ten words seem to be able to perfectly cover the life of Wuling Cavalry.
Luo Yi rode alone and slowly walked out of the battle formation.
Opposite, Lu Yu was also riding alone, looking at Luo Yi from a distance.
At this moment, Qi Heng rode up to Luo Yi.
He was holding a simple box in his hand. The box was not a valuable thing, but it was indeed very old and looked full of vicissitudes of life.
Luo Yi was also stunned when he saw the box.
Qi Heng said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, please wear armor!"
A hint of reminiscence and complexity appeared in Luo Yi's eyes.
This armor is his honor, his silent medal.
But what makes Luo Yi feel ironic at this moment is that this armor was given to him by Luo Tianchen himself in the main hall.
Qi Heng seemed to see the complexity flashing in Luo Yi's eyes.
He said solemnly: "Your Highness, please wear armor for me, the Wuling Cavalry, once again!"
Behind him, three thousand cavalry shouted in unison:
"Please, Your Highness, put on your armor again!"
Luo Yi closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.
When he opened his eyes again, a trace of youthful pride that had been buried for a long time flashed in his eyes.
"Just for me, Wuling Iron Cavalry!"
Luo Yi dismounted, and Qi Heng also dismounted, knelt on one knee, held the old wooden box in his hands, and raised it high above his head!
In his eyes was the uncontrollable excitement and reminiscence!
Luo Yi opened the wooden box with one hand and reached out to touch it gently.
Qi Heng stood up and said, "Qi Heng, the seventh-grade Wuling Cavalry Colonel, is wearing armor for His Highness today!"
Luo Yi slowly turned around, his back to Qi Heng.
In the distance, Lu Yu's lieutenant stood beside him on horseback and whispered: "General, we..."
"Wait." Lu Yu stared straight ahead and said only this word.
Although Lu Yu brought six thousand soldiers with him today, he could not charge into the formation.
At least not now, because once you take the initiative, it will be considered unknown.
The reason why he was able to mobilize these 6,000 people was in the name of patrolling Qinghou County.
If Luo Yi doesn't take the initiative to charge, he must not make the first move.
As soon as Luo Yi moved, as long as he dared to ride his horse into the territory of Qinghou County, Lu Yu would have every reason to annihilate his entire army.
So he's waiting.
Wait for Luo Yi to give the order.
In the distance, Qi Heng personally put on the armor for Luo Yi.
Wuling cavalry, the whole army is in black armor.
Only the coach Luo Yi was wearing that silver armor.
After Luo Yi put on his armor, the three thousand cavalry behind him dismounted and knelt on one knee.
"We have met the coach!"
Luo Yi no longer carries a sword, but has a silver gun in his hand.
He looked forward, a cold light surging in his eyes.
On his silver helmet is a purple gold crown inlaid with treasures, on his eyebrows are two dragons grabbing gold to wipe his forehead, and around his waist of the silver armor is a palace ribbon with multicolored silk and flowers tied with long spikes.
At her feet was a pair of green satin white-soled boots. Behind him, a cloak as red as blood was moving in the wind.
Hold the silver spear upside down with the tip of the spear touching the ground.
Qi Heng held a black royal flag with a large red character on the flag.
The characters in the font are like dragons and snakes, and the atmosphere is full of killing intent.
That word is the word "yi".
Qi Heng was carrying the king's flag with the word "Yi" on his shoulders, and Luo Yi was suddenly in a trance.
Because it was always Wei Qing who carried the flag.
I don’t know how his injuries are...
Luo Yi breathed out a breath, raised his head again and looked forward, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Where are the Wuling Iron Cavalry?!" Luo Yi shouted.
Behind him, three thousand people shouted in unison: "Here we are!"
Luo Yi turned the silver gun in his hand, leaning the handle on the ground and holding it horizontally at his side.
"Mount!"
The three thousand people were silent and moved quickly and uniformly.
This scene made Lu Yu, who was far away on the opposite side, hold the reins slightly, and there was actually a little sweat in his palms!
He was probably the first in the entire Luo Dynasty to be an enemy of the Wuling Cavalry.
Maybe, it's also the last one.
Luo Yi was the last one to mount his horse. He held his silver gun upside down and looked into the distance.
There are three thousand black armors at the rear and independent silver armors at the front.
It seemed that only the sound of wind was left between heaven and earth, and a total of three thousand people were silent.
Suddenly, Luo Yi suddenly clamped the horse's belly and shouted in a deep voice: "Kill!"
There is no unnecessary nonsense, just one simple word.
"kill!"
The three thousand cavalrymen behind him also shouted in unison!
The sound was not deafening, but it was filled with Senhan's murderous intent.
This word "kill" actually made the horse under Lu Yu's crotch subconsciously take a few steps back!
Lu Yu's expression changed. At the same time, Luo Yi and others...
Already rushed to kill.
Lu Yu gave the order!
"Rejecting Horse Formation!"
Three thousand infantrymen lined up in a row for every hundred people, a total of thirty rows!
Each person holds a heavy shield as high as a person in his left hand. The shield is erected in front of him. He holds a spear in his right hand and thrusts it straight out from the gap between the shield and the shield.
Three thousand heavy shields, three thousand spears.
Behind the horse-rejecting formation, there are still three thousand cavalry, ready to charge at any time.
Luo Yi rode his horse and rode with flying colors.
His eyes were cold, as if he didn't care about the six thousand people in front of him at all.
I think back then, Luo Yi used 30,000 to annihilate the 50,000 enemy troops of the Tyrant Dynasty in the Soul-Desolating Valley.
Today's battle is not even worth mentioning to Luo Yi.
Luo Yi didn't need to say anything. As Qi Heng charged forward, he suddenly turned his horse's head. There were a thousand people behind him and followed Qi Heng.
Lu Yu's pupils shrank, and then he frowned.
Is this Luo Yi crazy? !
With three thousand against six thousand, it was already a disadvantage.
But at this time, instead of gathering his troops at one point and striving for a breakthrough, he dispersed one-third of his troops?
Lu Yu couldn't understand.
He felt that this was completely self-destructive!
