"The Jiaozhi people are gathering. Seeing that there are many people and the morale of our army is low. There are not many ways to cheer up. The best way is to win first."

Zeng Gongliang looked at the cavalry that was about to receive the enemy in front of him and said, "So he went..."

Many people doubted Chen An’s experience in the prefectures back then. Chen An had kindness to the Zhe family, would Zhe Jizu cheat? He gave Chen An the credit and made him a meritorious service.

Zeng Gongliang also suspected it, but now these doubts have disappeared without a trace and disappeared!

Xiao Gu said worriedly: "He is a young man, but he is still a civil servant, this is..."

Is this going to die?

It would be great if you follow me at most, and you actually rushed to the formation.

"kill!"

The black long sword swung, and the spear stabbed was easily cut off. Then, it was just a light drag, and blood flew from the neck of the Jiaozhi man in front of him.

Yan Baoyu was still on the left, and Huang Chun was on the right. Just one attack, it disrupted the little cavalry of the Jiaozhi people.

"Kill the enemy!"

Chen An led the cavalry to fight back and forth in the enemy formation, and Zeng Gongliang and others behind him were moved to see this.

The Jiaozhi people arranged the array in a hurry, and the formation was a bit weak. After being disturbed at this moment, it was clearly an opportunity.

"Take a chance to cover up the killing?"

Xiao Gu felt that great achievements were right in front of him. As long as he defeated the Jiaozhi people in one battle, the Song Dynasty would have taken the initiative in the southwest.

"Retreat!"

"They actually retreated!"

Chen An in front suddenly led his men to kill the enemy formation from the left and then began to retreat.

"The enemy's archers are gathering!"

Wang Lun answered his question in one sentence.

Just a little behind, the Jiaozhi people's archer was raising an arrow.

The dense array of arrows makes people feel numb. If the enemy is covered by an enemy and we are inseparable from each other, the more than a thousand cavalry will definitely suffer heavy losses.

If you don't retreat, the cavalry will be the target of the enemy archers.

"The enemy troops in the rear formed another formation."

Song Shiyao said with a serious expression: "The enemy is an elite!"

The cavalry retreated rapidly, and when they returned to their original formation, the bodies of the horses were covered with blood.

"Can our army be mighty?"

Chen An shouted in front of the formation. He rode his horse and wandered back and forth in front of the formation, and the long black knife in his hand was still dripping blood.

When the soldiers saw the rush just now, the fear gradually dissipated.

Chen An is a civil servant, and all the civil servants lead the team to fight. We are warriors... Where are the eggs? Are you still there?

"mighty!"

So he shouted all day long.

Chen An smiled and said, "The opposite is Jiaozhi people. They are here to rob. They will rob everything they see. What should they do?"

"Kill them all!"

Huang Chun raised his arms and shouted.

"Kill them all!"

After seeing the cavalry's success in rushing, the morale of the army suddenly increased.

"The enemy is gathering!"

“How many people?”

"More than 20,000!"

Zeng Gongliang's eyes were colder and he asked, "Are you sure?"

"It may be necessary to sharpen the knife afterwards!"

Chen An's answer was shocking, and then he felt relieved.

If you chop too much, the long sword will become dull and need to be sharpened.

"The enemy has launched!"

The Jiaozhi people were gathering, and the speed was very fast. A general shouted in front of him for a while, then pointed a long knife to this side, and the shouts were loud.

Some people are trembling, some are pale, and some are muttering...

The civil servants are not doing their jobs, and they are forcibly adding drama to themselves. At this moment, facing the impact of the superior enemy, these people no longer have the dream of famous generals and just want to leave here.

"This is what I'm waiting for."

"Divine Power Crossbow is ready!"

The killer weapon has been hidden all the time, just waiting for it to be used at this time.

The Jiaozhi people were roaring wildly, and the remaining four hundred riders rushed to the front.

Chen An was observing, and the crossbow behind him began to tilt and aimed at the sky.

After the Shenwei Crossbow was invented, it was only used in the prefectures and defeated the Xixia people in one battle.

The northwest is terrifying the enemy, but this is the southwest.

The enemy is attacking, and the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer...

"One hundred and fifty steps..."

"Bound...release!"

Amid the dense sound of pulling the crossbow, there was a black cloud in the sky.

The people running around Jiaozhi looked up one after another, and their dull faces were more shocked!

How come the crossbow arrows come from such a long distance?

The Jiaozhi archers who were preparing arrows were completely confused.

Jiaozhi also has crossbow bows, but there are only a few, and in their impression, crossbow arrows cannot be that far away. Unless they are the crossbows of the Song people, how big is the crossbow? And the crossbow arrows are as thick as long spears.

So when the black clouds composed of crossbow arrows pounced down, a tragedy happened.

The crossbow arrow rushed down with a huge impact force, and screams immediately spread.

If more than 20,000 Jiaozhi people were a huge pattern when they hit, then there was a blank space in this pattern at this moment.

The dense crossbow arrows trembled in this blank space, like a sapling. But they are rooted in the flesh and blood as nutrients.

A tall Jiaozhi man at the front raised his shield and successfully avoided the disaster.

He put down his shield and looked at the blue sky, unable to help but grin.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides was very close. The time for the crossbow to bend the strings was enough for them to contact the Song people...

He raised his long sword, raised his head and roared, and the Jiaozhi people behind him were roaring one after another.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Zeng Gongliang shook his head and sighed, right behind him, the crossbow formation had been stringed and was loading crossbow arrows.

The enemy was attacking, and the crossbows were equipped and pointed at the sky diagonally.

The crossbow formation cannot complete the task of retreating to the enemy alone, but they can cause huge casualties to the subsequent enemy troops.

The black cloud appeared in the air again, and the Jiaozhiren was shocked to find that he had misjudged the launch frequency of the Song people's crossbow, and then...

"The enemy is in a dilemma."

Song Shiyao was very happy. The dense crossbow formation gradually dissipated his tension, and he was eager to try to prepare for the formation.

In the original history, Song Shiyao and others were all killed in battle during this Jiaozhi invasion...

And now the Jiaozhi people are struggling in crossbows, this history...

It reversed!

I want to reverse this damn history!

Chen An's eyes gradually became bloodshot, and he remembered the massacre in history.

Fourteen years later, the people of Jiaozhi invaded Guangxi on a large scale, captured Yongzhou, Qinzhou, and Lianzhou, and then massacred the city.

The Song Dynasty was caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties, but the Jiaozhi people's massacre angered Zhao Zhongzhen, and a large army gathered.

Counterattack!

But what's the use?

Those unjust souls floated over the city, watching the Song Dynasty gradually fade away.
To be continued...