The Tang army standing in front of the mud that was beyond his knees were all officers of at least some length, and Ren Xiaonian was even more in front of him. When at least seven or eight spearheads were stalking in front of him, he held the horizontal knife tightly with both hands and slashed from top to bottom with a roar.

The sharp horizontal knife blade cut off the connection between the spear head and the wooden pole without much effort. The spear head fell into the mud and disappeared in an instant. The Pinglu soldier who used all his strength staggered. Several people couldn't hold back. He fell face down into the mud with a loud bang. Ren Xiaonian pulled out one foot, stepped on one enemy, pulled out another foot and stepped heavily on another falling enemy.

Before the enemy could struggle, he exerted force under his feet and jumped up.

Several spears were stabbed in front of him, some of which were shining coldly, and some of them had just been cut off by him. In a hurry, he actually took half of the wooden pole and pounded him fiercely.

He slightly turned his body. He let the spearheads pass, put the spears in his left arm, clamped the spears under his ribs, but let the poles pound in front of his chest, and in a clanging sound, Ren Xiaonian also felt a severe pain through the iron armor.

The horizontal knife fell down, and the rod that was pounded in front of his chest was cut off before he could recover, leaving only the lower half in his hand. Before the enemy could react, Ren Xiaonian took another step forward. This time, his feet had already stepped onto the ground. The horizontal knife fell down, and blood spurted out from the necks of several opponents holding the rod in front of him, and he fell to the ground.

With a wild roar, Ren Xiaonian took a step, exerted force on his left arm, and suddenly turned his body. Several Pinglu soldiers did not have time to let go, but were dragged out of the queue by him and stumbled in front of Tang Jun.

As the sword light flashed, the soldiers immediately had their heads and heads.

As soon as the two sides contacted each other, a large number of people fell down on the edge of the mudflat, including the Pinglu army and the Tang army. The only difference is that under Ren Xiaonian's first assault, the Tang army finally pulled out of the mud and stood on the ground. They rushed into the dense crowd of enemies like mud monkeys.

A hole was poked on the contact line that was more than a hundred steps wide. The well-trained Tang army immediately seized the loophole and advanced continuously from this hole.

Liu Xinda stood on the top of the fortress and looked down at the entire battlefield. The assault point chosen by the Tang army was about two miles away from his central position, which was just the connection between his central position and the partial division. It has to be said that the Tang army's vision was extremely vicious.

If the navy loses, then blocking the enemy and the mudflats is his best choice.

More than a thousand Tang troops attacked, but he threw three thousand troops into the attack at one time.

The first battle is undoubtedly the most critical.

But what disappointed him was that a mere thousand Tang troops actually broke into his attacking troops. With a full half of incense, the Pinglu army not only failed to disperse the Tang army, but made them a loach in the pool of water, rolling desperately in a basin of clear water, making the smoke clear.

And behind them, another wave of Tang troops had already flowed over. If the two Tang troops were connected together, the form would be more complicated and more difficult to fight.

Further away, the third wave of Tang army had already stepped off the floating bridge. Looking at the things they carried, Liu Xinda was heartbroken. He had experienced the terrifying scenes of the bombardment of the Tang army and heavy catapults. The Tang army's catapults often threw stone bombs weighing hundreds of kilograms. Wherever they went, they were really destroyed. No matter how strong the fortress was, they could not withstand such bombardment.

"I ordered the entire army to attack and break into the mudflats." Liu Xinda ordered.

"General, in this way, we have no advantage compared to the enemy." said a deputy general beside us.

"We are unable to move, and the Tang army is not easy to move. It is best to fight a fool with them. If we don't say anything else, there are many people!" Liu Xinda gritted his teeth and said, "Tell Hou Xiao that the main target is the opponent's third long-range strike battalion. Tell Liu Santong that the first wave of Tang army will come over and he will entangle the Tang army's second attack wave."

"Abide by the order!"

Ren Xiaonian's eyes suddenly became empty, and the enemies in front of him suddenly rushed to both sides, leaving the large open space in front to them. More than 700 soldiers of the Sixth Battalion who remained protruded forward dozens of steps with inertia.

"Stop!" Ren Xiaonian raised his hand, and he instinctively felt something was wrong. The next moment, his heart trembled slightly, and he turned around and shouted: "Form a formation, form a formation, and the cavalry are coming."

The enemy camp ahead opened a large hole, and hundreds of cavalrymen burst out. They were aimed at them.

"Stand up!" Ren Xiaonian swallowed with some difficulty: "Square array."

Dozens of soldiers holding shields in their hands rushed to the front without any hesitation. The front row almost lay down on the ground and smashed the shield heavily on the straight. The second row of soldiers half-kneeled, and the shield in their hands was placed on the shield of the first row of soldiers, and then pushed up the shoulders. The third row of shield soldiers followed closely, and stepped on the first row of soldiers and raised the shield in their hands again.

Yan Ling's head instantly squeezed several layers of such shield formations, and the remaining soldiers stood closely behind the shield formation with swords. Dozens of soldiers picked up the spears discarded by the Pinglu people from the ground and extended them from the top, side, or through the gaps.

"Bandage!" Ren Xiaonian yelled again.

More than a hundred soldiers raised the crossbow in their hands flatly.

Ren Xiaonian stared at the cavalry rushing forward without blinking, holding up the red-colored horizontal sword in his hand, his eyes red.

"Yihe develops society forever!"

More than 700 soldiers gathered closely responded in unison.

"Have peace!"

Before he finished speaking, crossbows and arrows flew together. The cavalry running wildly fell down by dozens of cavalry, but the war horses still rushed over with huge inertia. With a loud bang, they hit the Tang army's shield wall heavily.

The shield wall was split into pieces, and the soldiers holding the shield behind either sprayed blood and flew backwards, or had their tendons broken and their bones were broken and they were stuck on the ground.

But the momentum of the cavalry charging was finally blocked by them with their lives.

Before the cavalry that was charging forward had the next move, Ren Xiaonian had already jumped up, jumped up, held the horizontal knife tightly with both hands, and slashed straight down like a mountain pressing down.

"Go to die!"

The sword fell, and the spear raised by a cavalryman was cut off from it. The terrified expression in his eyes had frozen as soon as it appeared. Ren Xiaonian cut him straight from his neck and shoulders, and forced him to halve in half. Ren Xiaonian, who fell on the horse's back, fell on the horse, slashing left and right like a madman.

His helmet was picked off, his shoulder-carved tiger head was cut off, and he was stabbed several times in an instant, with the front, back and back of his chest ruptured, and blood flowing. But he seemed to be unconscious, just chopped it out one by one.

The iron cavalry was like water, and after hitting a hard reef and unable to move forward, it naturally diverted to the left and right. However, the Pinglu soldiers who had not completely retreated had to slow down and prepare to return. In this short moment, hundreds of Tang soldiers who had just gathered together spread out like hornets in the front and left and right directions, chopping the legs of the horse, stabbing the horse's belly, and picking the horse's knights. Some took the opportunity to seize the war horse, and when they lifted the horse's reins, they rushed towards the place with the largest number of Pinglu soldiers.

It doesn’t matter whether you die or live. Whether you can take more cues is the top priority.

The Pinglu cavalry originally intended to wipe out the Tang army, but after killing dozens of Tang army in one initial blow, they were then surrounded by Pinglu's own soldiers and the Tang army. Apart from being taller, they could no longer play any role.

What made this general Liu Santong even more painful was that after such chaos, he could not effectively organize more soldiers to fight against the Second Battalion of the Tang Army that had just come from the mudflat. When a thin line of defense that was barely organized was stabbed by the Second Battalion of the Tang Army, and watched thousands of soldiers of the Second Battalion rushed over, Liu Santong could only place all his hopes on Hou Xiao being able to complete his mission, defeat the Third Battalion, and then isolate the Tang army of the two battalions who rushed over.

The Second Battalion was like a tiger descending the mountain, killing Liu Santong's troops to retreat. This is not how much stronger the Second Battalion is than the Sixth Battalion, but that the Pinglu Army has been killed by the Sixth Battalion, and its formation is in chaos, almost to the point where the soldiers are not aware of generals or generals are not aware of their soldiers. The Second Battalion poured oil on the burning fire, which immediately made the fire prolong. Even though Liu Santong tried his best to stop one line of defense after another, the line of defense without thickness was almost as thick as paper in front of the Tang army's offensive.

The second battalion commander Jose saw Ren Xiaonian, who looked like a blood gourd, rushing left and right like a wounded beast, and then shouted loudly: "Ren Dagou, hold on, I'm here to save you."

"He Feizhu, you are too slow!" Ren Xiaonian's hoarse voice came from a distance.

Jose, who was so strong that he looked a little fat, turned dark. Are you still slow? Just as he was about to yell a few more times, he suddenly saw Ren Xiaonian falling off his horse and was shocked.

"Damn it, go forward, go forward!" He carried a slashing sabre and crushed it forward like a stone mill.

After killing several people, Jose straightened his body and took a breath, but was surprised and happy to see Ren Xiaonian appearing in his sight again, and there were three or five Tang soldiers gathered around him.
Chapter completed!