There was also the iron armor and earth, with five or six feather arrows all over his body, rushing into the enemy's formation like a whirlwind, and the iron hit the enemy's heavenly spirit cover fiercely, knocking one by one accurately and one by one without hesitation.

The difference in combat qualities between the two sides is amazing.

The casualties in the first few rows of Liang's army that charged were shocking, but the follow-ups kept rushing up, one after another, one after another, and one after another, killing the soldiers and retreating step by step.

As we hit, the low walls were even overwhelmed and collapsed directly.

In the dust and smoke, the Liang army's morale was greatly boosted, and they rushed over like an evil ghost, directly scattering the soldiers.

And at the stone bridge and floating bridge downstream, more than a thousand Bai tribe Xianbei cavalry have moved here.

They selected more than a hundred armored cavalry and rushed towards hundreds of soldiers who had just crossed the river, and defeated them in just one encounter.

When the people and horses intersect, the soldiers ran away with their heads and scattered everywhere.

The light cavalry then arrived, picked up a bow and arrow, drove the soldiers who had dispersed, and threw them down the river.

On the narrow bridge-head battlefield, the iron cavalry was crisscrossing and the bow was like thunderbolts. However, only a few hundred cavalry blocked thousands of soldiers across the river, making it impossible for them to reinforce Hedong.

At this time, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the thousands of soldiers in Hedong were already in the jar.

Li Yue could see it naturally.

His face looked much ugly compared to before.

There was no trick in this battle, no reason to lose, it was purely because of the head-on field battle.

At this time, he was a little ashamed: Is the difference in combat power between the two sides so big?

When he followed his father and grandfather to the south, the princes of Guanzhong fought in a melee, and they were obviously not as powerful as that.

How tragic was the North killed in twenty years?

The sound of horse hooves sounded again in the northwest.

Fu An, who was in dispersed, led three hundred light cavalry to harass him again.

At this time, the sound of the whole world cheered on the eastern battlefield.

Li Yue turned his head over, but only glanced at him and closed his eyes sadly.

More than 4,000 people were killed by two thousand Liang soldiers and lost. The defeated soldiers fled in all directions, crying and rushing into the cold and bone-breathing water.

Failed.

Li Yue opened his eyes, suppressed his dazed mind, gritted his teeth and said, "Send an order to withdraw the troops!"

At this point, it is better to say that it is retreating than retreating, but what is the solution? Running westward and into the mountains may allow some people to escape, and how many people can walk.
Chapter completed!