As the Turkic tribes rushed in, the distance between the two cavalry teams shrank rapidly.
Five hundred meters.
Three hundred meters.
Close to 100 meters.
"Let go!"
Under the red flag, he drank violently.
Brush.
In the sound of galloping horses'' hoofs, a burst of empty sound broke out from the Tang cavalry.
In the twinkling of an eye, the rain of arrows rose into the sky.
Cover the sky and block out the sun. Towards the thundering Turkic cavalry.
Looking at the arrow rain, Huo Batuo, the tribal leader, shouted urgently.
"Avoid!"
At the command, the Turkic soldiers on the war horse bent down dexterously and drilled down from the horse''s belly.
Rao is so, there are still some howls and the painful neighing of horses.
The soldiers who fell off their horses were immediately knocked out by the galloping horses behind them.
The ownerless horse was still mixed with the rumble of hoofs and rushed forward with the big army.
After dodging a rain of arrows, the originally chaotic stormtroopers recovered their orderly charging posture from the chaos again.
The war horse galloped, the machete pointed to the front, and the fire pulled out a short and resolute roar.
"Swallow them! Kill them!"
On the spreading horses, the Turkic soldiers took out their machetes and held them in their hands. At the moment of acceleration, everyone shouted out at almost the same time.
"Kill!"
The overwhelming sound roared, as if rolling the sky clouds, making the air tremble.
On the other side, the momentum of the Tang cavalry did not weaken.
He stared at the gradually clear Turkic face and gave a violent drink.
"Shoot, sprint!"
Wow, wow.
On the bumpy horse''s back, Tang soldiers quickly picked up the long gun on the horse''s side hook.
There was a forest of shaking guns. In this sound, pieces of guns were put down, and the front end pointed forward.
Chumo stood in the front row, his face almost ferocious, and shouted hard.
"Crush them!"
In the dense and accelerated Datang cavalry square, the iron gun was clamped under the armpit, the right hand was tightly clamped and fixed, and a forest of guns pointed directly at the rushing Turkic soldiers.
Boom, boom.
Everyone held their breath and could not hear the rest, only the roar of war horses pounding the ground.
"Hold, hold"
The distance is getting closer and closer. Nearby, there are constant sounds reminding.
The moment before the impact, almost everyone''s nerves were stretched to the extreme.
single.
Hundreds of people.
A group of people.
His eyes were dissatisfied with the blood, his teeth cracked his mouth, and he shouted ferociously.
"Ah ah ~ ~"
Chumo clenched the silver gun tightly, and felt the fear of such a large-scale cavalry confrontation, as well as the trembling, even hysterical roar around him.
then.
Boom!
The high-speed cavalry on both sides collided with each other.
The war horses collided with each other, making a penetrating sound between the flesh and bones.
The bones of war horses continued to crack and moan.
The figure on horseback screamed, jumped into the sky and then fell.
They were trampled and crushed by the wrong war horses, and some were bloody and even guard the minced meat.
Countless stumps curled up between the hoofs of the galloping horse.
The spear was stabbed out at the first time, and all of them were broken. The powerful impact force forced those soldiers with guns to fly out.
Ten thousand Tang cavalry collided wildly and collided with fifteen thousand Turkic cavalry for the first time.
The first row of the front line is a hard collision.
The bodies of both sides were constantly thrown up.
The cavalry in the second row of both sides rushed up continuously, and the real weapon competition on horseback began.
Bang bang.
The machete and Tang Dao are connected with each other. Jinming symphony is a mess.
Among the opposing cavalry, some of the corpses passed through with long guns were still on the horse''s back. They ran a long way before they fell down.
In some cases, at the moment of collision, both sides stagger each other''s weapons, throw people down from the horse''s back, hold them together between the crazy running horses'' hooves, fight and bite.
The fighting extends to each other''s array, and the fighting between generals.
Bang.
Chumo is in the midst of the chaos, and the silver gun sweeps across, making him look like a rainbow.
Following the strong momentum of the war horse, relying on this great momentum, the long gun is like a dragon at sea, and instantly penetrates the Turkic horse running on the side from the neck.
Chumo is running forward. He feels a huge pulling force coming from his arm, and his body suddenly lifts back.
The right hand holding the long gun suddenly came from friction.
Subconsciously, Chumo tightens the reins. Chumo''s face is blue with veins. He looks pale for a while and forcibly hands the long gun forward again.
Poof poof.
The sound of the spear piercing into the flesh came.
There was a sound of torn leather armor.
The Turkic soldier lover on his side took a horse and was pierced by a long gun.
The Turkic soldier looked at the huge blood hole in his abdomen and fell down slowly in shock.
Chumo whizzed, pulled out half of the gun body full of viscous liquid from the soldier''s back, and continued to run forward.
"Chisel through them!"
A scream came out of the bloody young general''s mouth.
The words were exported, and there was no stagnation in his hands.
The silver gun roared in the noise of horse hoofs. One meter in front of him was covered by the shadow of the gun.
With the sudden appearance of silver light, blood splashed into the sky, then fell heavily on the ground and was kicked out by horseshoes.
The smell of blood in the air is getting stronger and stronger. Chumo cuts left and right in the bloody wind.