October 19th, flat pine forests and peach water.

The snow fell all night, and the sky was gradually stopped, and the snow was covered with snow. The pine forest was covered with bright silver clothes, beautiful, but the deafening drums, flying flags and people shouting and neighing horses, breaking the tranquility of the snowfield, and the murderous aura filled the sky. The pine forest shivered in the cold wind, and the falling snow rustled like silver butterflies in the mountains, dancing.

Thunderbi Ashideba Kushui commanded more than 6,000 infantry troops to be selected, launched a crossing river attack, seized the east bank tidal flats, tear open the enemy's defense line, and opened a passage for the horse army to charge across the river.

"Woo woo..." The big horn sounded for a long time, "Wow woo woo..." Mingdi blew the sky and the attack began.

Six thousand crossbowmen lined up on the west bank embankment, and under the personal command of Daganshi Alimen, they launched fierce shooting towards the east bank mudflats and river embankment.

"Boom..." Arrows soared into the sky, covering the sky and the sound of torn apart the air gathered into a surging wave, thrilling, "Boom, Boom, Boom..." Arrows shot into the sky and rushed to the opposite shore, countless arrows connected to the end, covering the sky and the sun, and the blackness was as dark as dark clouds in the sky, dazzling against the white earth.

On the east bank, flags are flying, drums and horns are noisy, mudflats, and the embankment is covered with horse-resisting horses and deer villages. There are dense trenches of varying depths and shades below. There are countless pointed wooden stakes buried in the trenches. Behind the embankment, the battle formation is strong, with soldiers standing in a row, spearmen, axe, crossbow, and horse knights, and murderous intent.

"Swish swish swish swish..." The dark clouds pressed down, and the Turkic arrows roared down, covering the mudflats and the embankment in an instant, like pouring rain, endless.

On the west bank, "Dongdong...", "Woooo...", the horns were roaring, dozens of flags were flying at the same time, "Black Howl..." The 800 Turks, who were holding swords and axes on their heads, shouted in a loud voice, jumped out, rushed to the mudflat without hesitation, rushed to the frozen river surface, and rushed to the enemy formation on the east bank.

On the east coast, under the Alliance Banner, Zhong Xin leaned high on his horse, looked at the enemy soldiers running hard on the tidal flats on the opposite bank, and slowly raised his right hand.

On the west bank, under the wolf-headed banner, Shi Ali sat upright on the horse, with a focused look at the eight hundred picks rushing across the mudflat, then quickly raised his right hand and waved it down hard. In an instant, the horns and horns roared together, causing the flag to fly, and six thousand crossbowmen stopped shooting. The dark sky lit up instantly, and the dark cloud of arrows dissipated out of thin air, and the harsh roar suddenly disappeared, making people's souls scattered and suffocated, suddenly soothing.

The eight hundred selections rushed to the frozen river surface, with speed and momentum, like a vicious wolf pack pounced on its prey, becoming more and more crazy.

On the east bank, Zhong Xin raised his right hand like a sharp sword, chopping it down in the air, "Bowlman, shoot!"

"Dongdong..." The war drums were pounding, shaking the earth, "Boom, boom, boom..." Rounds of roaring arrows soared into the sky, crossing the flying flag, tearing apart the howling cold wind, and black, covering the sky like locusts, rolling up a violent whirlwind, rushing straight to the river surface, the blockers were invincible and invincible.

The eight hundred bravery of the Turks was instantly swallowed up by the rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun. The raised shields were like duckweed struggling helplessly, rising and falling in the waves, howling in the storm, and bursting out the last power before their destruction. "Black-like...Black-like..." They died in struggle, advanced in a roar, stepped on the corpse of the robe, stepped on the bloody ice surface, and continued to move forward one after another.

They rushed to the east coast mudflats and rushed into the enemy's position.

After the Alliance Banner was cast, Zhong Xin became angry and roared in a voice, "Kill! Kill! Kill for someone!"

The drum sounds like thunder, and the sound of killing is shocking. Five hundred heavy swords and axes holders, holding black vine shields, wearing black fish scales and two crotch trunks, wearing black horns, covering their faces with black tigers, protecting their faces, and protecting their necks with silver. They are like a group of prehistoric beasts rushing out of hell, crossing the embankment, killing into the mudflats, and slaughtering bloody.

Shi Alimen was shocked and stunned. He immediately reacted and raised his hand to order a full-scale shooting. However, there were still hundreds of Turkic brave men fighting in blood on the mudflats on the east coast, and he vowed not to retreat. This order could not be issued at all.

"Order two thousand shooters in the previous formation to enter the mudflat immediately, cover and shoot at the opposite bank, suppress the opponent's arrow formation, and help the second batch of attacking forwards to rush across the river."

After Shi Ali gave the order, he thought for a little, and immediately made a decision, and said anxiously to his subordinates, "So quickly report to Jiji. The military situation on the front line has changed. The enemy's strength has exceeded our expectations. The front-line attack may have to pay a greater price. In order to reduce casualties, it is recommended to change the attack strategy, and add more control strings on the left and right wings. Taking advantage of the momentum of attracting and restraining the enemy with a more fierce attack on the front battlefield, we quickly cross the river and encircle the enemy on the east bank, just wait for the siege to be completed. The enemy has no choice but to retreat, so that we can cross the Taoshui at the minimum cost and advance quickly to the ghost side."

The trusted subordinate agreed, turned his horse's head and ran away, snow mixed with black mud splashing everywhere.

At the same time, Ashideba, the commander of the Yaqi Infantry Army, also widened his eyes and looked at the mudflat position on the opposite bank in disbelief.

The team in front of me, which was covered in dark and heavy armor, exuding a terrifying aura, was a heavy infantry unique to Middle-earth. It was armed to the teeth and had extremely amazing combat power. The Turkic infantry wearing leather armor was no match for the time being, and only had to be beaten passively. This heavy infantry, which is as famous as the heavy cavalry, has not appeared on the battlefield for a long time. At this time, it should be in the capital of Middle-earth, and should not appear in the cold forest outside the border.

Heavy infantry is a unique "heavy weapon" in China and its combat effectiveness is second only to heavy cavalry. Heavy cavalry is the most powerful "weapon" in both the north and the south. Its signature is that both the people and the horses are paired with heavy armor. This heavy armor is called "armor cavalry equipment". Building such a team is amazing and difficult, but in order to improve its own force, it is better to tighten the belt. It is better to have it than not. Middle Earth has money and high-quality armor, but unfortunately there are too few war horses that meet the requirements, and the Turks have enough numbers.

The war horses that meet the requirements are a pity that there is a shortage of iron, there is less armor and even less money. They cannot afford such a luxurious team, so the number of heavy cavalry between the north and the south is very small. Besides, this kind of "heavy weapon" is limited, and the deterrent effect is greater than the actual combat significance. Therefore, the north and the south each play their strengths. The Turks have many war horses, focusing on building horse army, while the Middle-Europeans are well equipped and have a large number of heavy troops. Of course, the focus is on building infantry, the most eye-catching of them is to build heavy infantry.

The brave and good warriors in the army are the main source of heavy infantry. They are equipped with heavy armor such as Two Crooks and Mingguang, holding heavy soldiers such as Modao and long spears, and their combat power has increased sharply. When they come to the battlefield, they are like steel giant beasts, and they are invincible. However, the disadvantages of heavy infantry are also obvious. Just like heavy cavalry, head-on fighting is unstoppable, such as rushing to attack but difficult to compete, and the scope of application is very limited. Therefore, there are not many heavy infantry in the Middle Earth, and many senior military generals regard it as a useless rib. They are a pity to abandon it. They don’t bring it to war. Gradually, it becomes a "decoration" to scare people, "display" with heavy cavalry in the capital, as a luxurious "tool" for Middle Earth to show off its military power to the vassals of the four seas.

However, at this moment, in the Taoshui in the flat pine forest, on the battlefield where the Middle-earth rebels and the Turks had just begun, the "heavy infantry" of Middle-earth steel beast "heavy infantry" suddenly appeared. This is incredible. How could the Middle-earth rebels in front of them be a mob composed of a group of farmers? Nonsense.

Ashideba couldn't help but swear. The Middle-earth people were too shameless and used their most elite army to pretend to be rebels to go out to fight, digging pits everywhere, which was tempting. It was outrageous. I had seen shameless people, but I had never seen such shameless people.

However, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Since the battle had started, since the Yaqi had made the decision to send troops to Anzhou to stabilize the northeast, and since Chijishe Asuna Duna was determined to take down the Guifang and cut off the Middle-earth people's way to the north to Ruoluo River, this battle must be fought, and at any cost, it must be defeated to defeat the enemy on the east coast.

At this time, two thousand Turkic archers were rushing towards the mudflats under the order of Shi Alimen, intending to cover and shoot at the enemy's arrow formation behind the east bank's dam, but this takes time. At this moment, the brave Turks on the mudflats on the east bank's tide were irresistible under the attack of heavy infantry in the Middle Earth and biting by the iron beasts. The heads were rolling, blood was everywhere, and the broken limbs and broken arms were flying all over the sky, and howling sounds were connected, which was a terrible sight.

Ashideba was bitter and furious. He could not help but watch his fearless subordinates fall into a pool of blood without being moved, "Assault! A striker!

With his order, the flags were issued, and he could no longer hold back. He was furious. The second group of eight hundred brave men with murderous aura rushed towards the frozen river like a tide. The shouts of hoarseness suddenly echoed throughout the forest, "Black, Black Pill..."

At the same time, under the Alliance Banner, Zhong Xin's roar was also extremely loud, "Boardman, shoot! Shoot! Shoot and kill!"

The roar sounded, the arrows were like rain, and the sky was dim in an instant, and the roars gathered into surging sounds, causing shocking waves, covering the sky and overwhelming, as if torn apart the soul, making people's souls scattered and their hearts shattered.

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Five miles away from the levee on the west bank of Taoshui, golden wolf-headed flags were flying in the air, making a sound.

Under the flag, the flags were like clouds and the strings were like forests. More than 20,000 horse soldiers were divided into three battle formations on the left, middle and right. The geese were lined up like three giant eagles, about to spread their wings and soar into the sky.

Chi Jishi Ashinaduo, wearing a helmet and armor, wearing a buckle, sat upright on the war horse, looking at the speeding commanders expressionlessly, listening carefully to the reports of his trusted subordinates, silently, until the suggestion of Daganshi Alimen came into his ears, his handsome and resolute face showed a hint of surprise. He raised his right hand and gently stroked the black and smooth half-foot curly beard, frowned and fell into deep thought.

A little while, he turned his eyes to Suni Aswan, looking inquiring.

Although the commander of the tooth flag was also from the Ashina royal family, his status in the family limited his career. Even though he had half his life, his hair was white and his military achievements were numerous, he could only surrender to the young Ashina Du, and he followed his horse and his horse and his entourage to charge for him.

Aswin met Duna's gaze, nodded slightly, and said slowly, "No matter whether the elite heavy armor in front of him comes from the Middle-earth capital, since he appears on the battlefield, it is enough to show his opponent's determination to stick to Taoshui. It is not difficult to infer that the Middle-earth people should have been attacked by the Xi tribe on the battlefield in Anzhou. The lack of time is the best opportunity for us to attack the Guifang. This opportunity is fleeting and cannot be missed, and there must be no delay. Once the Middle-earth people divide their troops to meet the enemy, we will be passive, the resistance will be greater, and the losses will be increased."

Ashinadula pondered a little, suppressing the greed in his heart. The opponent was very strong and the price of annihilation was high. The ghost was the primary goal of this battle. If the big one was lost due to small losses, it would be more than worth the loss. Ashinadula immediately made a decision, "Transfer orders, attack left and right, and encircle the two wings."
Chapter completed!