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Chapter 169 The brave win!
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Li Yuanqing in the square of Changsheng Camp soon discovered the movement of 8 Jin J behind the hillside.
At this time, the phalanx of Changsheng Camp has climbed to a third of the hillside, and there are about five or six hundred steps from the top of the hillside to the position of 8 Jin J.
Even if the cavalry reaches the maximum impact speed at this distance, it is not steep because of the slope terrain, and the cavalry can easily speed up.
Terrain disadvantage can easily make the Changsheng Camp phalanx passive.
However, it is unwise to disperse. Once the battle force is lost, the soldiers can easily be divided by the post-8 Jin Army cavalry, resulting in a crushing defeat.
But the terrain is unfavorable, but it is not desperate.
This hillside is not steep, especially at the foot of the mountain, where the horizon is about ten degrees, and the included angle will not exceed twenty degrees at most.
Moreover, the feet are gravel mountains, and even if it is raining in the sky, the feet have sufficient grip, and I am not worried that the soldiers will lose their center of gravity.
After the Jin cavalry has lined up, Li Yuanqing naturally won’t let the idlers move on, but rest on the spot to stabilize the static braking.
quitting brave victory
Yesterday’s battle has accumulated some confidence for the soldiers, letting them know that even if the latter gold is strong, it is not invincible.
The soldiers here in the key longevity camp are tired in the storm, and then the 8 Jin Army will be even more tired because they have to take care of the frightened horses
Half a catty to two.
In this state, Li Yuanqing can first stabilize his confidence and firmly believe in the results of his practice these days, and then the most direct way is to let actual combat test all this.
"Birds and spearmen are scattered. Pay attention to your position forward. Don’t panic and be quick …"
This will be a life-and-death test of the fate of the Changsheng Camp. Li Yuanqing also personally came to the front line to give orders and command the soldiers to improve the formation at the last time before the war, while stabilizing and inspiring the morale.
Everyone is very nervous, but when they can see the most familiar figure of their general, they will have sustenance and concern in their hearts, and everyone is running at a high speed.
Zhang Pan and Chen Zhong in the hillside camp also found the post-8 Jin J trend.
How can two people sit still in this situation?
Zhang Pan said quickly, "I’m afraid Mr. Chen is going to fight. We have to save Yuan Qing."
Chen Zhong nodded, but with yesterday’s experience, he didn’t dare to be busy blindly. "Don’t bother me, Lao Zhang. There is not much time for Yuan Qing’s disposal. Let’s remember not to rush."
Yesterday, Zhang Pan suffered a big loss because of rashness. Today, he also wants to come here for nothing.
At this moment, he’s taking the lead in Lushun Camp. Even if he’s not angry, he can temporarily admit that he wants to win this battle and can fight around Li Yuanqing Changsheng Camp.
After 8 jin j steeds have been surrounded on the hillside, dare not neglect, and quickly lead him to the top of the right wing of Changsheng Camp with five elite soldiers.
At the same time, Chen Zhong also took seven soldiers to the left wing of Changsheng Camp.
Li Yuanqing soon saw Chen Zhonghe’s two movements and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Chen Zhonghe Zhang Pan’s top is equal to the two wings of Changsheng Camp, and there is another barrier to resist the impact of the late Jin cavalry on Li Yuanqing, which is more sure.
The three front lines stretched for almost a mile, and Zhang Pan and Chen Zhong were both old generals. Soon, they also gave birth to the camp and put the spearmen at the forefront, followed by various bows and arrows and birds.
Soon more than half an hour has passed. After the hillside, 8 Jin J’s four Niulu troops have been arrayed and looked down at the mountain army defense line.
Even if there are thousands of cavalry, this kind of appearance is still chilling.
In this era, cavalry can almost be said to be the absolute master of field operations.
Unfortunately, with the fall of Quang Ninh, the last pasture cavalry has been lost, and the arms seem to be drifting away.
Even Zhang Pan and Chen Zhonghui, many old troops, have never had any real positive experience against the late Jin cavalry.
At this moment, everyone’s heart is in their throats, waiting for the last moment to come
But then Li Yuanqing relaxed instead.
Just like the saying of later generations, "Crying is also a day, and laughing is also a day."
A decisive battle is inevitable. Why not relax yourself and keep a clearer head?
The hillside Suotong and Shuqi looked down at the mountain army and looked at it with ease.
If they face the army in this battle in the plain, they may still have scruples, but at this time, there are four cows and more than one person at the same time, and it is difficult for them to find a reason for not taking them.
Sotong looked at Shu Qi with a smile and said, "It’s about time for the warriors to start work."
Shu Qi nodded coldly "Let’s do it"
A moment later, the golden cavalry poured down from the hillside like an avalanche and tsunami, accompanied by a long horn.
Thousands of horses are running at the same time, and the whole ground is shaking. There are gravel rolling down the hillside, but the cavalry momentum has reached a point where nothing can stop them.
But not far away, Courtou’s face showed a sneer
If let him do this command, he will let the horses rush ahead to resist the first wave of offensive, and then directly cut into the heart of the army by the main force.
This is also a tactic often used by Mongols. It was the great Genghis Khan who defeated several powerful enemies.
It’s a pity that these two stupid pigs, Sotong and Shuqi, will kill the brave men.
However, Courtou can laugh at the situation and point out the situation, but he dare not neglect the third department of Li Yuanqing.
Li Yuanqing kept a close eye on a piece of dark pressing figure from small to large not far away, clutching the handle, and his palm was already full of sweat.