"kill--"

Although Zhou Kui met with such a scene, he was not afraid at all, but he aroused his arrogance: he was just some barbarians, what was that?

With his order, the 20,000 troops, with the imperial camp as the front army and the Jinshan army as the back, rushed forward together.

Although Tadashi Fujiwara had 100,000 troops, Japan had been in peace for a long time, so the army was naturally not as good as it was. He was a little confident, but now he saw the steps of the Tang army and was instantly panicked.

I saw that the Tang army lined up in a formation, wearing armor, emitting light in the sun. The spears and shields in the front row were crowded with people, but the pace was stable and leisurely. It seemed that there were fixed numbers in the horizontal and vertical directions, and it was crushed neatly.

One step or two steps, the entire ground seemed to be shaken. The 20,000 troops moved forward silently and calmly. At this moment, the silence was better than everything, as if a whole.

The soldiers were all bright in black armor. Under the sun, they were like a stream of steel, and they were even more like a huge giant, slowly forcing them with their steps.

There are more than ten thousand people, and they are boundless. Although there are many people on our side, the Tang army is like an iron chain when they see it? Let them be bound to their hands and feet? strangled their necks to death.

When Fujiwara Tadashi saw it, he suddenly felt like a giant in armor? He pinched his throat step by step, getting tighter and tighter? He became so depressed that he couldn't even speak.

"Attack--" He pulled his throat open with difficulty? It made a hoarse sound? The warriors even let out his spirits.

No one knows the commander's thoughts. Everyone moves in unison and is huge? Given huge morale to the Japanese army? When you are friendly troops in front, behind, and on the left, you feel a sense of confidence in your heart inexplicably.

Of course, the samurai class has risen, and there is no so-called samurai spirit. These samurai? To put it bluntly, they are the thugs of the nobles and their tyrants? Now they are summoned and don’t know each other? But they know that this time they are fighting for the Emperor? Fight for Japan? So they are getting more and more proud.

Hundreds of thousands of people? Morale was accumulated out of thin air.

The leisurely Tang army, holding a shield, held a rush to face the Japanese attacking, and pressed tightly against the past training. Faced with waves of people, they were not afraid, but instead fixed the shield and counterattacked appropriately.

"Photography—"

Crazy-

There were dense black dots in the sky, thousands of them heading towards the Japanese army, and thousands of people were cleared out in an instant, and the waves of people stopped instantly.

"Shooting—" Fujiwara Tadashi looked at it so badly? Who doesn't have a bow or arrow?

The Japanese army also began to shoot at the target, and tens of thousands of arrows landed in the air, and the sound of breaking through the air was endless, which was several times that of the Tang army.

However, the Tang army's formation was as stable as Mount Tai, with armor, and the damage of the arrows was minimized, and only some unlucky guys happened to hit the gap.

In this way, the Japanese army's attack was like waves in the sea, one after another, but it could not destroy the Tang army's formation, and was blocked with difficulty and could not make progress.

After more than an hour of this, the Tang army was exhausted, but the Japanese army was not much better. They could not eat as much as the Tang army, and they still had things in their stomachs. Although they relied on the large number of people, they offset each other, which was half a pound.

"Is it already noon?" Zhou Kui stared at it slowly, looked up at the sky. It was noon in the sun.

"The time for lunch is here, and the opportunity is here."

The battle between offense and defense made Zhou Kui feel a little aesthetically exhausted, but this is what the war looks like. From individual to overall, the number of people, equipment, armor, and the plan of the head coach, and then gathered together and turned into morale.

"Let the cavalry go out!"

Zhou Kui couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart: "In the end, there will be cavalry to end the battle, and everything will return to peace."

Then, the ground began to shake, and the cavalry that had been hidden for several days came out of the camp. Three thousand cavalry were swaying and dust was flying, and everyone on the battlefield looked at each other.

"Horse, cavalry, the Tang army actually had cavalry--" Tadashi Fujiwara's face looked like earth.

Japan is narrow and tired, and most of them are mountains and rivers. They are left to farm when hitting the plains. There are no cavalry and few wild horses.

Due to the island country, the largest wild beast in Japan was actually a wild boar. The real warrior was to prove that it was to kill a wild boar.

The Khitan horse was about one meter three, which was already a huge monster for the Japanese. Moreover, ordinary Japanese people had never seen cavalry or horses. They looked at each other suddenly, as if they saw ghosts, and their spirits were instantly extinguished, and they turned around and ran away.

"Monster, run--"

"Run, I'm going home to eat carrots--"

The morale given by the number of people fell rapidly, and then turned into obstacles, and countless people were trampled and died.

When Fujiwara Tadashi saw this, he left his own flag and fled quickly. As a nobleman, he was much more valuable than a samurai's life, so it was more important to survive.

At this time, Zhou Kui was also a little stunned.

He was a little unresponsive for a moment. As soon as the cavalry arrived, the Japanese were about to collapse at the touch, and tens of thousands of people fled in panic. The mountains and fields were filled with people. This was too fast.

"Catch the prisoners--"

Zhou Kui laughed, touched his beard, and said to everyone around him: "I never thought that the cavalry was so powerful. It seems that the cavalry was the first to do this battle!"

The generals and schoolmen in the Imperial Camp looked ugly, and their mother was robbed of the merits.

A few days later, it started drizzling in Ping'anjing, and the whole of Luojing fell into silence. There were not many people in the streets that had been constantly coming and going. The rain deposited on the ground and had not been discharged for a long time.

In the Imperial Hall, Emperor Murakami sat on the futon, his eyes closed and silent.

On the side, the ministers led by Fujiwara Mirai couldn't sit up and everyone bowed their heads, not daring to break the silence.

"Are you really defeated?" Fujiwara Mirata asked, gritting his teeth and kneeling down to the Tadashi Fujiwara who couldn't crawl up.

"My subordinate should die-—" Fujiwara Tadashi said tremblingly: "At the time of confrontation, the Tang army suddenly entered, and there were very few horses in our country. The warriors were frightened and then they were defeated and out of control."

"I am willing to be punished!" Fujiwara Mirata stood up and knelt down to apologize.

Seeing this scene, the ministers looked at Emperor Murakami's face and remained calm. Everyone was panicked and dared not speak.

"Forget it!" After a while, Emperor Murakami sighed and said, "Don't be regent of Fujiwara Mirai Guanbai, please stay behind closed doors and think about it!"

"No--" Fujiwara Mirai responded decisively. This was what he guessed in his heart. With his identity, at most he would be dismissed without any danger. In a few years, when Emperor Murakami dies, he will be able to regent again, and the Fujiwara family will give him the confidence.

"As for negotiations with the people of Tang, let Dana Yanyuan Gaoming go!"
Chapter completed!