There was a wing on each side, each wing of five thousand people, each wing of a large troop, arranged five layers and advanced layer by layer. Each hundred people were a squad, and each ten was a small squad, ten miles away, the Liang army scouts fired arrows to warn the central army. As soon as the warning message reached the army, the Jin army roared, only five miles away from its target. For a moment, the sound of hooves and thunder came with the wind, and the Liang army's grain transport team suddenly became turbulent.

The right-wing vanguard was the commander of one county of the Jin army, named Yuchi Fang, and the left-wing van was the commander of another county. Seeing that Luzhou City was surrounded and was blocked, the commander of Yuchi Fang was asked for help from Jinyang City, and contacted the surrounding prefectures and counties, dispatched light cavalry to attack the Liang army's grain team. Yuchi Fang was fully covered with light black leather armor, with red tassels on the top of the gray leather, like a cluster of flames, and a long spear in his palm. As he approached, his gun was already under his ribs, and he pointed his spear forward, ready to charge.

"The Jin army dares to harass it?"

Pang Shigu was shocked and angry, and was about to let the worker meet the enemy. He saw countless people and horses rolling on the left and right wings, which was more than several times more than the seven or eight times of robbery of grain along the way. Only then did he realize that the enemy was a little pissed this time, and immediately ordered: "Hurry, rely on the grain truck and set up the three-ring moon formation.

It was too late, Hedong controlled Shangdang, a horse-producing place, and the horses were very fast. The Liang army relied on the grain truck, and the three-ring formation had just taken shape. The Jin army had rushed to the front. Dong Fan, the commander of the left wing, stepped down and the war horse was spreading four hooves and galloping like an arrow. The steel knife in his hand was raised high, shining with a bloodthirsty cold light in the bitter cold wind. On the other side, Yuchi Fang held the spear in his hand tightly, pointed the spear forward, and stepped on the iron hooves, like a whirlwind, rolling across the snow field like a whirlwind, fifty feet, forty feet, and thirty feet...

"Twist..." A sound of bowstrings, the first rain of arrows in Liang Jun, who had just taken the lead, roared away. Yuchi Fang shook his spear, guarded the man and the horse, and pirated the arrows. The speed was not stopped. Behind him, the soldiers either called with weapons or took out the horse shield. When the arrows rained down, some of the chargers had been caught, but there was no pace and speed of the entire army's advance. The hasty and messy rain fell down like a stone thrown into the surging river water, splashing only a touch of irrelevant lang flowers.

On the other hand, Dong Fan's men and horses were not like Yuchi Fang's men and horses, and they were all standard weapons. The unified training was carried out, and each showed its ability. Some people stomped in their bodies, some raised shields to welcome arrows, some waving weapons to dial, some shouted wildly, some rushed wildly without fear of death, and some people reacted very quickly, and had already taken a bow to ride and shot and counterattack. The commanders of the two armies charged forward, and countless heroic warriors roared behind them, rushing over in the splashing snow mist, like heavenly soldiers and generals.

Dong Fan and Yuchi Fang fully demonstrated the maneuverability of the cavalry, quickly assembled, encircled, interspersed, and cut the battle. It was said that Pang Shigu was commanding a Liang army. Even if Zhu Wen was here, his troops were full of energy. Under such a disadvantage, they could only fail, which would at most make the other party sacrifice more.

Along the way, the Jin army robbed grain seven or eight times, dragging the Liang army into exhaustion. Now, when the Liang army was most lazy, suddenly appeared, nine shallow and one deep, directly attacking Huanglong, Liang army... finally got angry, throwing out armor and slaughtering...

A team of ten people and one team of Jin army was like a hundred sharp arrows, which were chiseled through the long dragon team for transporting grain. The left and right wings were attacked at the same time, like biting saw teeth. The Liang army's defensive front was broken, and the entire grain team was cut into pieces.

The first wave of charge was like a wave of storms, killing Liang soldiers overturned their horses. Then, the second wave of attacks followed one after another. The Jin army was in a row, with five columns on both sides. After five bites, Liang soldiers became chopped meat filling.

When the last group of cavalry charged passed by, the first group of Jin troops who rushed over had already returned and began the next round of charge. The spear, halberd, iron fork, steel knife, sharp blades, sparks flew everywhere, countless corpses were left behind in the convoy of scattered vehicles. Faced with such irresistible blows, some soldiers in the Liang army had to give up their food and began to flee to the snow field. In this way, they would easily become the target of the other party's hunting.

Pang Shigu was shocked and angry, dancing a spear, like a tiger coming out of the siege, blocking left and right, but there were no enemies in the battle formation? The strength of one person was so small. The dense charges of ten teams of Jin army rushed in like waves of endless tides. Pang Shigu was sweating profusely, but he felt that the enemy seemed to be killing more and more.

His original spotless style disappeared completely. When his sweat blurred his eyes and his arms were so sore that he could no longer raise his gun, he suddenly realized that the fight had stopped. Around him, there was a circle of horses sitting upright, staring at him fiercely. One of them looked at him with a ridiculous look. With a light lifting of the knife, more than seven scoops flew into the air and covered his head.

"It's so damn rich, so much food. Hahahaha... so many arrows..."

Dong Fanxing checked the big trucks and stabbed a bag of grain with one knife. The white rice flowed out and took it. In the sun, the rice was as crystal clear as pearls. Then he lifted the linoleum cloth on the car, and saw a box of sharp arrows inside, with the arrow feathers snow-white, and the arrows were clustered with cold edges. But there were winter clothes underneath...

"You are rich, so damn it! You are rich." Dong Fan drooled and immediately ordered: "Hurry, hurry up, everyone should try to put as much as they can, and get as much as they can. All the rest will be burned, hurry up!"

The snow was filled with heavy snow, the world was confused, the whistling wind and snow hit the face, and the pain was like a knife. The Liang army infantry carrying the food was struggling with the wind and snow. They knew that the supplies transported to the city of Luzhou had been robbed by the Liang army many times, and they knew that the most powerful enemy the robes who besieged Luzhou now faced was not the army in Luzhou, nor the Jin army that was constantly raiding them outside Luzhou, but the cold weather and food scarcity.
Chapter completed!