The north wind blew the ground, and the solemn cold wind was like a sickle, cutting off the weeds.

In the wind, blood and screams came.

The Qi army went out of the frontier and encountered a branch of the Turks, and dark clouds enveloped the battlefield.

The Turks were moving slowly, slowly pressing up, as if looking for loopholes in the enemy. In the Qi army's phalanx, with the order of the general in the central government, two cavalrymen of the flank phalanx rushed down from the high slope.

"Boundary arrows, fire continuously!" Seeing that the Turks pulled the bowstrings, the cavalry falling in the middle did not rush to charge, but instead slowed down intentionally and kept a certain distance from the brothers in front. When the distance was less than forty steps, dense rain of arrows fell from the sky.

The sound of feather arrows tearing through the air is sharp and harsh, and the effect is also obvious.

The Turks were also heading forward, with no extra defense on the front.

Although they also have crossbows, the riding bows are not at the same level as the Qi army crossbows in terms of lethality, and the Yan-winged crossbows are not at the same level, and the targets in the shooting and moving are not very accurate.

The two sides shot at each other, and the difference between the face appeared. However, the Turks suffered a great loss as soon as they encountered it. They were shot down like a crop of wheat. The rest of the people were panicked and pressed their heads against the horse's neck, while the scimitar and spear in their hands pointed straight forward.

Faced with the huge Turkic wolf cavalry, the Qi army adopted the tactic of using fast to fight and fast, and using cavalry to control cavalry. This is the second appropriate method to crack the cavalry and shooting tactics. A considerable number of Qi army were Xianbei people and high-chariot people who were skilled in bows and horses, and were no strangers to this tactic.

To achieve the expected goal, the strength must be roughly equal, but although there are many Turkic people on the opposite side, the terrain here is unfavorable to large-scale cavalry charges. The more people the less they will win, so Yang Jian chose to attack the enemy without hesitation.

Governor Yang's eyes swept forward and he was about seventy-sixth of confidence in the battle situation. The Turks indeed pushed the army up as he expected. He waved his hand and the horn sounded "Woooooo..." on the battlefield.

The Qi army changed its formation, and the iron cavalry that had just entered the Turkic formation, which was slaughtering freely, immediately gathered up, regardless of the Turkic pursuers, evacuated to the right in an arc. The entire infantry phalanx immediately changed into a scimitar shape, like an iron wall pressing towards the Turkic people.

The two cavalrymen were combined into one, and they were led by a young general in black armor, riding a tall horse with a spear as sharp as frost. It was Yang Su. He led the army to arc to get rid of the Turks who were bitten to death. When he turned around, the Turks had already collided with the main force of the Qi army.

The Qi army held a shield and a knife, pressing against an iron wall, and long spears stabbed out of the array like thorns. Many of the Turkic people who were riding horses were stabbed off the horse or killed on the spot.

Yang Qi took advantage of the narrow and narrow terrain here to calculate that the Turks could not spread out under such terrain. What the Turks believed was nothing more than riding and shooting archery horses. With so many Turkic cavalry, they could not raise the speed of horses without a distance of three or five miles.

The cavalry slowed down and they were just turtles in the jar, waiting for cattle and sheep to be slaughtered! The infantry was enough to cover them and kill them.

But if you want to speed up the victory, you have to be Yang Su's cavalry.

Yang Su stopped his horse and re-arranged the array, estimating the time when the Turkic people collapsed. As soon as he saw the Turkic wolf flag tilted backward, he lifted up his long spear and pulled down his armor. The world in front of him suddenly narrowed, and he could not see it except in front.

...Cabinets and cavalry fight this kind of spirit of indomitable progress!

"On the battlefield, even if the father and son meet, don't be ruthless, hesitate and you will lose!" Yang Jian's rough shouts sounded in his mind.

He didn't have time to think too much, pulled the reins, the horse neighed, and the entire cavalry turned around and rushed into the side of the enemy.

The Chong and Qingqi, who followed him, pulled down their armor without exception, put away their crossbow, raised their long spear and sword, and formed a cone shape tacitly when they ran. There were lieutenants following closely on both sides, and they shouted and sent orders from time to time to adjust their formation and state.

The Turkic defeats have already emerged, and the formations squeezed by Yang Jian's main force are completely messy, and the order of the front, back, left and right can no longer be seen. The entire army is like a bloated caterpillar, shrinking into a ball, and there are messes everywhere.

Their coach doesn’t know what he thought. If he doesn’t run at this time, would he think he has a chance to turn the tables?

Someone saw a burly knight in black armor rushing from the side with an iron cavalry, and couldn't help but scream. However, the scream was forcibly stopped just now. A short spear flew out from behind someone's horse and nailed him to the ground.

A massacre has begun!

The Qi army's cavalry broke into the enemy's formation like a fatal sharp knife, stabbing the enemy's confidant, shattering their internal organs! Yang Su was in no mood to pay attention to the tragic situation of flesh and blood flying. A strong Turkic man who came towards him was one head shorter than his head, but his shoulders and waist were half a foot wider, and his muscles were tangled all over. He looked at Kong Wu with great strength.

The two came towards each other. Yang Su rushed out of his long spear and suddenly picked out his scimitar. Then he swung his long spear and stabbed him straight forward. There was no barrier in front of the strong man's chest. The long spear stabbed in like a poisonous dragon, and the ash wax pole bent into an arc, and he picked him away as he took the opportunity.

This pick, one swing, one stab, one breath, and one breath, and in just three moves fully interpret the essence of using a spear.

This posture can show signs of separation from Lanling King. Gao Changgong is a master of using swords and spears. He is known as invincible in the Northern Qi Dynasty when attacking the field. If he really encounters Yang Su, he will have to spend a lot of effort.

He then picked up several Turkic people and killed them, and countless robes passed by, "It's easy to deal with, not very pissing!" He stepped on the back of the lander, with a sharp spear, and a tiger and tiger were full of wind. One swept and cut off the head of the sneak attacker, "Didn't you keep up?"

"All have followed!"

"Okay, kill them through, and then take your brothers back again. Don't fight and defeat the enemy as quickly as possible!"

Yang Su put away his spear, used a knife, swung his sword and cut over an enemy, then took off an arm, and pulled the man who passed by the side. He stepped on the horse's hooves to death. There was no enemy around him, and the enemy formation was actually killed by him.

"Kill back!" The Qi army rushed into the enemy formation again. The Turks were suppressed in front and could not be used at all. They were anxious on the horses, but there was no way. Yang Qi was suppressing calmly in front, and behind them were the cavalry of Qi people cut their flesh like a knife. The originally not very strict military formation quickly collapsed.

Yang Qi saw the opportunity at the central army and ordered: "... Shoot with a hard crossbow to kill him, to destroy his spirit; use heavy armored infantry to fight head-on, to disrupt his pace; use light cavalry to encircle his two wings to cut off his back; use heavy armored cavalry to penetrate him, to wipe out the enemy!"

"Woooooooo..." The loud trumpet sounded from the Qi army formation, and then a dense rain of arrows shot overwhelmed. The Turks who were fighting stubbornly in front were shot and fell off their horses. As soon as the rain of arrows fell, the heavy armored infantry pressed on them and slashed and killed them in front of the formation. The Turkic array became more and more chaotic.

Yang Su wiped the blood from her face, divided the light cavalry to surround the two wings, and rushed back again with more than a hundred heavy-armored cavalry, running across the central army, swords, spears, halberds and crossbows, and using all kinds of weapons.

The Turks were defeated and lost, and they were in chaos. More than a dozen wolf cavalry protected the banner, but their generals had long disappeared. They must have pretended to be small soldiers and fled. Yang Su led his army to chop and kill the banner!

The night wind blew, and the flames swayed around, illuminating the weather-beaten faces. No one spoke much. After the excitement of the war faded away, only fatigue remained. Yang Qi sat upright in front of the fire with a solemn face, silently adding fire to it.

There was a clanging sound of Jiaye, Yang Yan opened his eyes, but Yang Su and other generals came over. Before he could sit down, he said, "Governor, the killing level and the prisoners have pointed it out clearly, it is another great achievement!"

Nothing can make soldiers more jealous than military achievements. This is not only a matter of reward or not, but a man's glory! After the war, the young generals were all excited and wished they could ride on their horses and fight all the way to Beihai.

Compared to them, Yang Jian was much calmer. Even though he knew that these tough battles were enough to be the king of Daqi, he was over the top of his life and the old man's vision was always more comprehensive. Yang Jian looked up at these young people, and recall and envy flashed in his expression, and then said: "Okay, rest for a rest and rest tonight, we will go back to Yanzhou with the help of Huaihuang..."

The young generals were stunned for a moment and asked, "Our army is in full swing. Why don't the governor continue to fight with his men? According to the current trend, we have no problem at all."

"This is the military order of the left prime minister," Yang Jian turned his head and looked at him. "Ten hundred thousand Turkic wolf cavalry besieged Anle, intending to tear open the eastern front. The court ordered King Ande to be the commander, and the troops were sent to the four routes to meet the enemy north... Soon, the Western Route Army will also go south, and we only have a few thousand people. If we continue to fight, the situation is not conducive to our army, so it is better to withdraw."

He got up from the ground, and his hunched body gradually straightened, just like a spear, "The military order is like a mountain that cannot be disobeyed... If the left prime minister wants us to return, we must return, and we must not disobey." Yang Jian brought out the left prime minister. Even if the generals were not convinced, it was hard to say anything. After His Majesty's reform, the left prime minister was the first military officer, in charge of wartime defense and personnel appointments. Murong Yan was extremely strict in his constraints and issued an order that he would really not be disobeyed unless His Majesty rejected it.

Yang Qi raised his head, the sky was covered with darkness, and he felt the clouds moving south.

The current front of Northern Qi is divided by east and west, and Yang Jian's jurisdiction is the first to bear the brunt and a link between the two major war zones. Yanzhou cannot have arrows... The Turks went south, but in fact they were still heading for Jinyang. The real pressure was carried on Murong Yan's shoulders. The desires of Turkic bandits are like deep valleys, and they are always unfilled. Every time they cross the pass, they are like locusts passing through the border, countless people scatter their wealth and family, their wives and children are separated, and there are countless bones and remains buried under the loess in the north...

I hope this storm will pass sooner. When Yang Shi thought of this, he suddenly felt sad in his heart.

He wouldn't have been so sentimental before.

The stern north wind ran from the temples. Yang Feng had nothing to say, just a sigh.

"I'm afraid that I won't accept it, but I'm old after all..."
Chapter completed!