Wang Que was too tall and could only kneel in the carriage. He waved his long sword and with just a little effort, the enemy on the right side of the chariot was split in half. His upper body flew out, and his lower body was still on the back of the war horse.

The chariots rushed forward, and the enemy in front of them could only dodge on both sides, but then they were attacked by the swordsman of Song Jun.

It's messy!

It's completely messed up!

The guard looked at the scene in despair and shouted: "Kill the enemy and fight bravely!"

At this moment, he had no idea, just wanted to die in battle.

On the left wing, Wang Zhenchao came over with the infantry.

"The enemy is in chaos."

"Wan Sheng!"

The subordinates were cheering.

"It turns out that the county lord was used to build a chariot for rushing?"

"I thought it was used to transport food and grass, but who knew I was holding those knives and axes along the way."

"After losing, hundreds of chariots actually defeated so many enemy troops."

"Incredible!"

Wang Zhenchao stared at the eyes, and the general behind him said in confusion: "If the enemy's formation is tight, the chariot will not be of much use, right?"

"But look at the back."

"What's behind? A small trencher?"

Wang Zhenchao nodded, "The county lord shillings to catapult stones and crossbows to attack the enemy. When the enemy was not too late to reorganize the formation, who could stop the chariot attack? This is a brand new military strategy, a brand new!"

"A brand new military strategy..."

History continues to advance, from bronze weapons to iron weapons. From chariots to cavalry, tactics are constantly changing.

By the time of this dynasty, the formation maps emerged from nowhere, and the military strategy... Why are you talking nonsense? Emperor Taizong had already thought through the military strategy of the world and passed down many formation maps, which would last for ten thousand years.

The word "Military Art" became a formality in the mouths of the martial artists of the Song Dynasty, so when the brand new military art was released, everyone was shocked.

A cavalry rushed over and shouted, "The county public has an order, and the infantry on both sides will press forward to wipe out the enemy army!"

"The official is here to receive the order!"

Wang Zhenchao took the lead, and all the generals took the orders solemnly.

On the other side opposite, Cao Qi was also stunned.

"There are many military books in a certain family, as well as the experience of military use handed down by their ancestors. I think I am very good at military art, but today I see Anbei's military art, I..."

Cao Qi slapped his forehead and shouted, "He actually hid his own private matters! I want to learn when I look back!"

Zhe Kexing looked at the two sides fighting coldly and said, "Being conservative is the reason for the decline of the military tactics of the Song Dynasty. Today, Brother Anbei's brand new tactics were released. From then on, he will be the number one general of the Song Dynasty. Who dares to argue? I will kill him!"

"Okay, kill him!"

Cao Qi praised: "Firstly, he broke up the enemy from afar, and then the chariots hit hard. Who can stop it? If this is transmitted to Bianliang, everyone will be stunned. Chariots! The chariots that still appeared in history books have now been re-engraved by Anbei and have achieved their power in one battle."

A cavalry rushed over and shouted, "The county public has an order, and the infantry on both sides will be pushed forward. Today, we will wipe out the enemy's troops!"

"yes!"

Cao Qi and others responded to the order, and someone shouted: "Shake the flag ahead! Let our army attack!"

"Shake the flag and respond!"

The flag is shaken to indicate that the order has been received.

"Strike!"

Cao Qi rode his horse and started trotting.

"Brothers, those who want to fight horses will follow!"

Once the infantry on both sides pressed forward, the enemy completely collapsed.

"Dropping off the horse and kneeling down and not killing!"

Soldiers who understand Xixia dialect began to surrender!

Someone began to dismount and kneel on his feet to surrender, and the guard general led dozens of horses to gallop back and forth.

"Everyone stand up and follow someone to kill the enemy!"

He screamed hard, but no one responded at this moment of despair.

The flat-headed brother also has to look at whether the opponent is good or not.

Could it be that an ancient dinosaur came, you want to fight?

That's not courage, it's stupidity.

He looked ahead in despair.

The war is over, and Chen An and his generals patroll the battlefield.

"Six hundred chariots defeated the enemy. This battle can be regarded as history. County Duke, you are the first general of the Song Dynasty!"

Chen An shook his head, "What is the first general? No matter how high is the first in literature, no matter how high is the second in martial arts, what should I do with such a reputation?"

The generals looked at each other and couldn't help but secretly praise them.

Many people in the court tried their best to get the title of famous general to wear, but they didn't look in the mirror, and they looked like they were on the battlefield, which was a life of losing their lives.

However, Chen An didn't care about the title of famous generals. With this mind, who can compare it?

"Defeated!"

The guard rushed around and was eventually intercepted and returned, with no one behind him.

He was alone and howled there.

The howling sounds sad, and then the crying.

"What is he shouting?"

Chen An was wondering whether to capture the enemy generals or kill them directly.

The Zhe Kexing who arrived translated: "He said he was not far from five miles away in this battle, which is absolutely correct."

Everyone nodded.

"Five miles are very cautious. Our army has more than 5,000 cavalry outside the city. If the enemy attacks on both sides, the collapse will be in an instant."

"He said he had a plan and was ready to defeat our army with the remaining defenders in the city."

The guard raised his head and shouted.

"He said he was prepared for the firearms of the Song Dynasty and was willing to pay the price. But he didn't expect there was a big cart, let alone a big cart."

What does a cart do?

Pulling something.

The caravan can also use large carts to surround him and resist the attacks of small groups of thieves.

"He said he was convinced."

Um?

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

"The people of Xixia are not afraid of death and never give in, but this person is convinced, which is rare."

The guard general rode his horse over, and someone wanted to intercept him, but Chen An shook his head.

"Ask him what he wants."

Wen Xiaochong was already on guard, and the village soldiers who rushed back even raised their crossbows to ensure that when there was anything wrong with the guard, he would shoot him into a hedgehog.

When the guard is more than ten steps away, the guard speaks.

Zhe Kexing stared at him and said, "He asked who to command the army."

Chen An smiled and said, "Tell him."

Zhe Kexing said in a deep voice: "The Great Song Dynasty Zhilongtu Pavilion, the Duke of Fanyang County Shen'an."

The guards look at the Zheqi line, and Zheqi line takes a step back.

Chen An nodded: "Subdue or die? Just make a decision!"

A murderous aura hits the face.

The guard raised his knife, cleaved his bow and arrow, and heard Xiaozhong's right hand drooping, and the small iron drill fell into the palm of his hand.

The guard general handed over with a long sword inverted.

"This man is called Li Baojiu. He said that this is a long sword heirloom of his ancestors. His ancestors are brave, but far from you. He is willing to become your slave."

Um?
To be continued...