Pieces of firebirds, accompanied by the shrill screams that broke through the sky, and the curses of the owners who gritted their teeth when launching, flew fiercely into the Jin army's vehicle formation. The first three of the entire vehicle formation were About ten steps away, the sky is full of wind and sand, and there are flickers of fire inside, accompanied by the strong east wind, which fascinates the human eye and makes it difficult for people to see what is going on inside. However, these Helan cavalrymen who are shooting can It can be imagined that the inside should have been filled with flames, like a sea of fire, and large areas of the Jin army must have been buried in the sea of fire. If not, how could they not even hear the screams?
Yuwen Meng was holding a big bow and was standing about fifty paces away. His big ax was inserted under the body of the horse on one side. Several arrows on his body had been pulled out. Several healers were busy hurriedly He applied ointment to his wounds, but every time he drew his bow and released an arrow, the wounds that had just been smeared with ointment would soon burst open again, and blood flowed all over his body and armor.
Pu Guwu frowned and shot out an arrow. Then he turned to Yuwenmeng and said, "Old Meng, take your time, don't be in a hurry. Treat your injury first, and then you can kill the enemy later."
Yuwen gritted his teeth, stared, and shot out another arrow. This time, like a ball of fireball, it went straight to the flash of fire in the dust and mist. The sergeants around him burst into cheers. The explosive body was like his right arm. A wound on it burst out and blood spurted out. He said bitterly: "After burning these broken cars in a while, we have to go in and chop them up. Anyway, this injury won't heal for a while, so we can just do some exercise now." It hurts my hands and feet. It doesn't matter if it bleeds a little. I'll make up for it by eating two legs of mutton when I go back." He said, took out an arrow, and struck it like a match, across the hand of a sergeant standing next to the horse, holding it high in the air. The torch, the arrowhead, immediately burst into flames.
A trace of worry flashed across Pu Guwu's face: "Actually, don't you think something is wrong? Ordinarily, with such a strong east wind and our fierce rockets, the other side shouldn't have this reaction right now."
Yuwenmeng was slightly stunned, and put down the big bow in his hand. He was still holding the long spike arrow with the burning arrow in his hand. He looked at the wind and sand opposite and murmured: "When you say that, it's really true." What's going on? Why can't you even hear the screams from the other side? And the fire didn't reach the sky. There wasn't even black smoke."
Pu Guwu gritted his teeth: "Impossible, this is impossible. With such a wind, and the opponent's cart is made of wood, how can it not burn? Is it possible? Is it possible that these Jin troops have some magic that can make them burn? Did our army’s fire attack fail?”
Yuwen Meng threw the rocket in his hand to the ground bitterly, and said in a deep voice: "Whether it is the demonic method or the fire attack that succeeded, you can tell at a glance! Even if we follow the art of war and our army takes advantage of the wind to attack, it will be There is a huge advantage. I think the fire just now was too fierce and too strong, and these bird carts were burned directly. And the Jin army sergeants were also buried in the sea of fire all at once, and they couldn't even scream. Brothers , stop cumming, just rush forward and kill me!"
When Yu Wenmeng said this, he picked up the big ax he had on the ground. But now, when he picked up the big ax, his face turned pale. After all, it was not necessary to shed so much blood. Just kidding, he just relied on his strength to shoot more than thirty arrows here, which almost exhausted his last bit of strength, making him swing this big ax like a child's toy. It was so difficult to hold it in my hand.
Pu Guwu said quickly: "Old Meng, don't force yourself, wait for General Helan's order before making any plans."
Yu Wen turned his head and pointed to the back, where the three red flags were still flying high, and said sternly: "Helan Lu even pressed all his cavalry. Is there any other choice now? Or rush in and kill. , or follow our brothers who died in the battle in front of us to meet our ancestors, Lao Wu, don’t stop me, if you are afraid of death, just stay here by yourself."
As he spoke, he jumped off his horse and held the big ax in both hands. This allowed him to finally stabilize the long weapon. He looked around and shouted: "Brothers, warriors, the Jin army's chariot formation , has been burned to the ground for us, now with the help of this wind, the time for revenge has come. Let’s rush in now and let go and kill. In this battle, we don’t want the armor of the Jin army, we don’t want to capture the slaves of the Jin people, we just want If you can kill one more Jin army, you can avenge one more of our dead brothers!"
A burst of roars broke out from the surroundings: "Sir Yuwen said it well, kill the Jin people, take revenge, take revenge!"
Yu Wenmeng's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He licked the blood on his lips and rushed into the wind and sand without looking back. Those who rushed in with him were a large number of people who shot all the bows and arrows in their hands and picked up the arrows. Dismounted cavalry with all kinds of melee weapons. After all, no matter how well-trained a knight is, he would not dare to charge on horseback in such a place filled with smoke and fire. Horses are still livestock after all, and they are naturally afraid of fire. If the front really turns into a sea of flames, then what? If not, the knight would be thrown into the fire, and he would turn around and run away. Yu Wenmeng's dismounting and walking attack was also in line with the art of war.
Pu Guwu slapped his thigh suddenly and shouted: "Old Meng, Old Meng, don't be impulsive, come back, come back first."
However, his screams were drowned in the howling wind and the deafening shouts of killing. Beside him and behind him, the tide of Yan Army soldiers had dispersed and no longer formed a line. They rushed to the opposite side and rushed into the sand. This made him and the more than a hundred personal guards of the Servants and Bones Department around him suddenly look like rocks in the stormy sea, looking so unusual.
A soldier said excitedly: "Chief, let's charge too. It seems that Lord Yuwen and the others have succeeded, and now there is no one on the other side..."
Pu Guwu shouted sternly: "You know nothing, this Jin army's breaking formation is weird. No matter how powerful our fire attack is, it is impossible to burn to death the tens of thousands of enemy troops here without even a single scream." Yes, besides, if the enemy's vehicle array was burned down, how could there be no black smoke in the sky? And the smell of gunpowder smoke from the fire? What I smell is the fishy smell of rotten fish and shrimp. ? Hey, this wind, this wind seems to have stopped!"
Before he finished speaking, suddenly, he heard three bright red flags rising at the same time in the Jin army formation opposite, and at the same time, there was the roar of hundreds of war drums, and tens of thousands of people. The voices roared out at the same time, with an overwhelming murderous voice: "Eight bulls run, the enemy's formation is destroyed!"
