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Apart from Hebei, Henan, and Guanzhong, the remaining troops are too far away to be managed.
Gao Qiu, recalling the recent rumors in Tokyo, became increasingly dissatisfied with Guan Sheng and issued a second order: "Come back with me immediately to save Beijing! The situation on the Shandong front is critical, right? Fine, then divide your troops. Half will be stationed in Shandong, and the other half will go to save Beijing. Is that alright?"
Guan Sheng was deeply conflicted. The fighting prowess of Liangshan was beyond his expectations. Even the Third Army, not being the main force, was so tenacious; who knew what would happen if they encountered the First Army? Moreover, Liangshan's attack on Beijing was clearly a diversionary tactic! Who knew how many ambushes the reinforcements would fall into on their return, or even be completely annihilated! They couldn't afford to divide their forces like this now! Something bad would happen! Did Gao Qiu even know how to fight?
As long as I launch a fierce attack on Penglai here, unless Liu Hong no longer wants Penglai, Liangshan's largest port, military factory, and trading market, the main force of Liangshan will definitely come back to rescue it!
When the time comes, I'll wipe out the main force of Liangshan in one gulp, and the fall of Beijing will naturally be over. Can't Gao Qiu see that?!
Helpless, Guan Sheng explained for the second time that he couldn't go back.
After Guan Sheng was given two chances but failed the obedience test, Cai Jing and Gao Qiu stopped pretending and angrily scolded her. They then issued three gold medals to Guan Sheng in the name of the emperor, ordering her to quickly lead the army back to save Beijing!
When Guan Sheng saw the three gold medals, he almost vomited blood. "I was analyzing the strategy with you guys, explaining the optimal solution for this situation, and you weren't even listening?"
Chapter 338: Crossing the Yellow River - Two Guns Clash
Under the coercion of the four treacherous ministers, and with Wu Yong's instigation and manipulation, Guan Sheng had no choice but to abandon all his plans in Shandong, lead all his troops back to Beijing to rescue the city, and spare the exhausted Wu Song and Luan Tingyu.
Guan Sheng understood that going back this time would definitely fall right into Liangshan's trap, but there was nothing he could do. He would take all his main forces and deal with their moves as they came. It was better to be wiped out by dividing his forces. No matter what, he still had the advantage in numbers, and it was not certain who would win or lose!
Guan Sheng was on high alert and dispatched Dong Ping, the Double-Spear General, as the vanguard, Shi Wengong as the left-wing guard, Zhang Shuye as the right-wing guard, and Lu Junyi as the rearguard. The army steadily withdrew from Shandong and went to Hebei to rescue Beijing.
As expected, their departure sparked a rebellion in Shandong. Wu Song led his remaining troops to Qingzhou to kill the landlords. He rallied the people, whose land had been confiscated and whose relatives had been killed by the landlords, and they responded in droves! Without the support of the Guanzhong cavalry, these landlords were no match for them, and the land that had been taken from them was once again taken back.
Last time, in order to expand rapidly, Liangshan did not liquidate the landlords and wealthy landowners. As long as they were willing to distribute the land to the peasants, Liangshan was still willing to give them a way to survive.
But this time, the people could no longer bear it. Those wealthy landowners who had abused and slaughtered the people received the most brutal treatment: their entire clans were executed, they were cut in half at the waist or hanged, and the cruelest punishments were inflicted upon them. Qingzhou, which had initially restored the rule of the Song Dynasty, quickly turned into the color of Liangshan once again.
Guan Sheng's withdrawal not only failed to quell the banditry in Shandong, but actually exacerbated it. All the people saw clearly that the imperial court forced them to kneel with hereditary power and empty titles, while Liangshan Marsh made them stand up.
The wealthy landowners and landlords were terrified: Who knows what the higher-ups are doing, betraying us without hesitation?! We can't cooperate with the imperial court! Guan Sheng can just walk away, and we'll be the ones killed by Liangshan and the common people! It's better to cooperate with Liangshan! So what if we lose some land? At least we can still live a prosperous life and won't be able to bully others.
You've got guts, you think you're so great? See if we'll help you next time you come to Shandong. Go start your own Liangshan bandits!
Seeing that Guan Sheng was forced to fall into the trap and return to Beijing, Wu Yong breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Hong gathered his generals and army, bringing almost everyone with him in this battle. He also dispatched a cavalry unit to secretly cross the Yellow River and garrison at the border of Shandong and Hebei. This was to force Guan Sheng to cross the Yellow River and to force him to go west of Mount Tai, which was controlled by Liangshan, to return to Daming Prefecture.
What frustrated Guan Sheng even more was that as long as the Liangshan troops avoided the county town, they could hide safely in various rural villages and remain undetected under the cover of the villagers.
Guan Sheng's troops, unless they traversed desolate mountains and wilderness, and avoided passing through any villages, would inevitably have their whereabouts discovered by Liu Hong. In Shandong, the intelligence systems of the two sides were completely unequal.
With no other option, Guan Sheng could only go to the largest ferry crossing on the Yellow River nearby and gather a large number of boats, but he could only send two or three thousand soldiers at a time. It would take a lot of time for hundreds of thousands of people to cross the Yellow River completely.
The first troops to cross the river were Dong Ping's soldiers from Dongchang Prefecture. Countless boats were moored on the north bank, and three thousand soldiers disembarked in a chaotic manner, trying to build a bridgehead to protect the soldiers who would follow. Liu Hong saw all of this and all his troops rushed over!
Seeing Guan Sheng cross the river, Zhang Qing, the Featherless Arrow, thought to himself, "I have just surrendered to Liu Hong. If I don't show off my martial skills, I will have no glory in the future." He immediately volunteered to be the first to attack, carrying a steel spear and an iron ball, and rode out of the battle, leading his cavalry in a whirlwind charge!
Upon seeing this, Dong Ping angrily berated Zhang Yiling, saying, "We are neighbors, neighbors in the same prefecture, and it is only natural for us to work together to eliminate the rebels. Why have you betrayed the court? Aren't you ashamed of yourself!"
Zhang Qing was furious and charged straight at Dong Ping. The two horses clashed, weapons raised. Three spears clashed in formation, four arms swung wildly in a chaotic melee, and after about five or seven rounds, Zhang Qing, his spear slower and unable to win in close combat, turned his horse and fled.
"You're going to retreat first and then sneakily throw the iron ball, huh? It's one thing for others to get hit by your iron ball, but how could I possibly be hit by it!"
Dong Ping roared, his entire body, covered in flesh and armor, transforming into particles of holy light. He pursued at the speed of light!
Zhang Qing knew Dong Ping was formidable, but he also knew her weaknesses: once she transformed into light and charged forward, she couldn't turn, and the iron ball thrown at her would undoubtedly hit its target!
Zhang Qing pulled an iron ball from his brocade pouch. With a swift movement, he moved like a shooting star, the iron ball sending shivers down the spines of all who saw it. It hurtled towards Dong Ping's face with a golden, spinning attack! Dong Ping charged forward with incredible speed, already reaching Zhang Qing, but the golden iron ball also struck Dong Ping's face!
With no other option, the gunner swung his steel gun at the speed of light with his right hand, barely managing to deflect the iron ball and disrupt the death trajectory of the Golden Spin. However, he discovered that a second iron ball was hidden in the golden trajectory trailing behind the first one. Forced to use his left hand to swing his steel gun at the speed of light, he deflected the second one, breaking Zhang Qing's two Golden Spin attacks in succession.
But at that moment, her two guns, one on the left and one on the right, separated in order to deflect the iron ball, leaving her chest wide open and completely defenseless.
Zhang Qing couldn't see Dong Ping's spear technique, which was as fast as light and as fierce as thunder, and was even blinded by the intense light.
But she knew that Dong Ping couldn't turn, and if he wanted to deflect her double golden spin, he could only use his pistol to deflect the ball, which would inevitably leave a gap in his defense.
Therefore, after firing two Golden Spin shots, she did not hesitate to swing her steel spear and use the special technique of a counter-attack to turn around and thrust backward. The four-meter steel spear struck Dong Ping squarely in the chest!
Dong Ping, having been shot, was also consumed by rage and simply continued charging forward. Zhang Qing's spear shaft continued to rub against his flesh and bones, which had transformed into beams of light. He charged forward two more steps, and two short spears, each two meters and six inches long, stabbed fiercely into Zhang Qing's left and right shoulders. Both of them fell off their horses at the same time and wrestled together, instantly suffering injuries to both of them!
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Chapter 339: Crossing the River, Defeated at the Pass, Victorious at the Return
"Quickly, save Zhang Qing!!!"
"Quickly, save Dong Ping!!!"
Both armies cried out in alarm and rushed to the rescue of the two generals. Hua Xianghu Gong Wang and Zhongjianhu Ding Desun charged forward. The two generals each grabbed one of Dong Ping's arms and forcibly pulled out her two guns. While rescuing Zhang Qing, they tried to capture Dong Ping. At this moment, Dong Ping's chest was pierced by a steel gun and blood was flowing non-stop. For the time being, she really could not get rid of the two generals' restraint!
At this critical moment, eighteen cavalrymen from Dong Ping's side also rushed out. They first unleashed a rain of arrows, forcing the two generals back, and then charged forward to rescue Dong Ping. They then turned their horses and fled. Gong Wang and Ding Desun covered Zhang Qing's retreat and did not pursue him.
However, Dong Ping's other soldiers, having finally managed to land on the north bank of the Yellow River, found themselves trudging through the slippery, muddy riverbank onto the frozen ground. Their breath froze instantly in the cold wind. Exhausted and still reeling from the swaying, the soldiers' formation was in disarray, and Dong Ping, severely wounded, was unable to give orders.
In that critical moment, a series of muffled sounds came from the depths of the earth, like thunder rolling underground. A massive and suffocating cavalry force, carrying frozen soil, ice shards, and swirling withered grass, suddenly tore through the willow grove's cover and launched a second wave of attack behind Zhang Qing, like a steel torrent bursting forth from the abyss of hell!
The leader, with a leopard's head and piercing eyes, half-human and half-demon, was none other than Lin Chong, the Leopard Head of Liangshan! Like a winter storm, she brandished her eighteen-foot spear and charged forward, followed by soldiers and cavalry whose battle cries shook the heavens!
At that moment, dark clouds churned in the sky, green flames burst forth, and a hellfire meteor, carrying hellfire magma and demonic flames, crashed to the ground—it was none other than Thunderbolt Qin Ming! The splashing flames melted armor and burned flesh, and the terrifying shockwave even sent some soldiers flying into the river!
Following the two generals, thousands of horses clad in simple horse armor charged forward with the force of Mount Tai, carrying terrifying kinetic energy that could crush the earth, shattering the cold morning mist and thin sunlight, and galloping wildly toward the Song army's vanguard position, which had not yet gained a firm foothold!
"Iron cavalry!! The iron cavalry of Liangshan!!" A desperate cry of despair erupted from the Song army camp.
Time seems to freeze and stretch at this moment.
The heavily armored infantrymen who had just stepped ashore turned deathly pale! They didn't even have time to pick up their shields or thrust their spears at a full angle! Some were struggling to bend down to pick up ropes or untie knots, while others were even glancing back at their comrades crowded on the pontoon bridge. Before any of the troops could even form a wall of spears, the Liangshan army had already arrived.
Qin Ming charged forward, his heavy spiked club sweeping out with a piercing whistling sound! The front-line heavy infantrymen were like pottery jars struck by a giant hammer; their sturdy breastplates instantly caved in and deformed, the sound of bones cracking clearly audible! Shattered iron fragments mixed with broken internal organs and gushing blood mist splashed out in a strange, crimson fan shape in the cold air! One of them was even sent flying by the force, crashing into the ranks of soldiers behind him like a torn sack, knocking down a group of friendly troops.
Lin Chong, like a phantom storm, wielded his supple tiger-like claws, trampling over the heads of the Song soldiers. In an instant, he reached a large banner, killing a Song commander with a single spear thrust, and then cleaving the banner in two with another, causing even greater chaos.
The Liangshan cavalry, following closely behind, charged into the crowd without needing orders. Using the terrifying speed of their warhorses, their crescent blades trailed cold arcs of light! Light armor? Heavy armor? Under the combined force of absolute speed, the sounds of armor plates rubbing together, flesh tearing, and muscles ripping filled the air, like a chorus of death.
The Song army's formation, barely half-established, crumbled and vanished instantly under this devastating first wave of attack! Front-line soldiers fell in rows like straw harvested by an invisible giant scythe. Some tried to parry, their arms and weapons severed in an instant; others tried to turn, only to have their backs pierced by sabers; still others were sent flying by their panicked horses, tumbling and splashing through the air before plunging into the icy river!
"Hold on! Hold on! Form a square formation!" A Song general, his eyes bloodshot, brandished his sword, trying to steady the formation. Before he could finish speaking, a wolf-tooth arrow whistled sharply and pierced his neck guard, drawing a spray of hot blood from his throat! His sword slipped from his hand, his body swayed, and he crashed straight into the churning mud and blood at his feet, splashing up a cloud of filth.
Fear instantly spread like a plague among the Song army that had landed. The fear of death overwhelmed all military orders! The instinct for survival drove them to make a unified action—to flee towards the Yellow River!
However, this was just the beginning of the disaster. The soldiers in front were able to escape to the boats, but the soldiers behind were all stuck on the shore. The plank was too narrow to allow everyone to pass through. The Liangshan cavalry's attack speed was far faster than the Song army's speed in getting on the boats. With no other choice, the soldiers behind saw the Liangshan cavalry charging over and had to rush down into the icy, turbulent Yellow River like dumplings being thrown into a pot!
In an instant, the sounds of splashing into the water merged into one. The river water was instantly stained red, most terrifyingly for the soldiers clad in heavy iron armor, as if bound by a thousand-pound boulder! Once their bodies hit the water, the icy river water instantly seeped into the gaps in their armor, locking in their body heat and strength. The armor plates acted like countless suction cups, dragging them desperately and relentlessly towards the bottomless, muddy riverbed. Only a string of bubbles rose to the surface of the murky river, a rapidly spreading crimson hue, before they vanished without a trace.
Countless struggling arms reached out and futilely scratched at the water's surface before being mercilessly swallowed by the murky waves. Occasionally, a few soldiers, slightly luckier and able to remove their armor, struggled in the water, only to be quickly dragged down into the abyss by the wreckage of the pontoon bridge, the surging crowd, and even their comrades grabbing for life at the bottom of the river.
At this moment, Chao Gai also led his navy to launch a flanking attack on the Song army fleet, catching the Song navy off guard. Guan Sheng and the other main Song troops could only watch helplessly as Dong Ping's crossing troops were slaughtered by Liang on the north bank. They had no boats on the south bank and could not even run away!
In the end, only a few hundred of Dong Ping's Dongchang Prefecture soldiers escaped back; the rest were all annihilated on the north bank.
There was no other way; the Yellow River was impassable. To return to Daming Prefecture, the only option was to cross Mount Tai, travel through Liangshan's base camp—Jizhou—and eventually reach Daming Prefecture.
Chapter 340: The Ultimate Showdown in Jeju Island
Forced into a corner, Guan Sheng had no choice but to head to Jizhou to reinforce Daming Prefecture. With 9,000 cavalry and 60,000 infantry under his command, plus reinforcements from Qingzhou, Jizhou, and Zengtou City, he barely had 80,000 troops. He arrived in Jizhou to fight Liangshan on their home turf.
Seeing that Guan Sheng had given up crossing the river and arrived in Jizhou, Liu Hong also recalled all the cavalrymen, including Lin Chong, Qin Ming, and Zhang Qing, and issued another assembly order, calling on all the people of Jizhou to gather and fight against the enemy during the slack season of early winter!
This time, Liangshan assembled a full force of 20,000 heavily armored infantry, 10,000 elite lightly armored skirmishers, 1,000 fully armored cavalry, 2,000 heavy cavalry, and 3,000 light cavalry that Chai Jin had lavishly acquired. The total elite force numbered 36,000.
However, in addition to this, the peasants on the south bank of the Yellow River, armed with crossbows and spears and well-equipped, also spontaneously joined the army. Liangshan selected more than 40,000 local warriors from the vast population, and finally gathered 80,000 men to fight against Guan Sheng!
With banners fluttering and war drums beating, the two armies lined up to meet at the confluence of the Ji River and the Yellow River!
Guan Sheng stood on the high ground behind the formation, his face ashen. Seeing the Liangshan spear formation, as dense as a forest and as solid as a wall, advancing relentlessly, an unstoppable force, a sense of fear rose in his heart.
This formation is too outrageous; cavalry can't break through it. It seems to be the nemesis of cavalry.
She knew that in a narrow encounter, the brave would prevail, and retreating now would surely cause the morale of her army to collapse. The only option was to use a stronger infantry formation to ram the enemy's formation!
"Infantry! Spear phalanx! Charge!!!"
Guan Sheng's voice was like thunder, capable of splitting metal and piercing stone. At the command, the well-trained Song infantry sprang into action. Huge square shields slammed into the ground with a dull thud, forming a winding, slow but resolute steel baseline.
Behind the shield bearers, countless spearmen thrust out from the gaps in and above the shields, their spears, over three meters long, pointing diagonally to the sky, their tips gleaming with a cold, icy light. Banners fluttered in the cold wind, guiding the soldiers as they moved, gathered, and aligned themselves.
The massive square formation gradually took shape, thicker and more orderly than the Liangshan army formation, like an anvil covered with sharp spikes, pressing heavily down on the Liangshan army formation.
Five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters!
In the center of the battlefield, the two torrents of steel drew ever closer, and the spearmen on both sides could clearly see the taut muscles on the faces of the soldiers opposite them, their fierce eyes, and the slightly trembling spear shafts.
The air grew increasingly heavy and stagnant, with only the heavy footsteps and labored breathing breaking the silence between drumbeats.
Two hundred meters!
"Fire!!!"
Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted from the flank of the Liangshan formation. The thunderous roar of muskets was more terrifying than the clash of any melee weapon! Thick white smoke, carrying the acrid smell of sulfur, instantly filled the air. Projectiles whistled through the air, raining down on the Song army's spear formation like a whirlwind!
puff!puff!puff!
The Song army's front-line shields and iron armor could block arrows, but they could not completely defend against these high-speed lead bullets fired at close range. The huge impact force instantly tore through the shields, penetrated the iron plates, shattered the arm bones of the shield-bearers, blew open blood holes in their chests, and severed their necks. The heavy wooden shields crashed to the ground, exposing the spearmen behind them.
The second barrage of terrifying projectiles pierced through the gaps in the shields, carving horrifying trails of flesh and blood through the dense crowd! Blood mist rose, mixed with bits of flesh, broken spear shafts, and metal fragments! The once impregnable line of defense, as if devoured by a giant beast, instantly revealed several shocking gaps!
The soldiers who were hit by bullets fell down before they even had time to scream, with only thick blood spurting from the wounds where the bullets had grazed them.
However, despite the heavy losses suffered by the Song army's formation, their momentum did not cease! The soldiers in the rear roared as they stepped over the still-warm corpses of their comrades, charging forward like madmen!
One hundred meters!
High above the rear of the Song army's formation, the crossbowmen's taut nerves snapped!
"Shoot the arrow!!!"
The officer screamed hoarsely. A hail of crossbow bolts suddenly rose like a locust plague, darkening the sky in an instant. Thousands of bolts, poised to fire, traced cruel arcs, flying over the heads of their own ranks and raining down on the rear ranks of the Liangshan spearmen. Arrows pierced through leather armor and hemp clothing, penetrating throats and chests! Screams erupted from the Liangshan army. Though the front-line soldiers were not hit by arrows, they could feel the chilling wind of death brushing against their spines, and their formation inevitably swayed slightly.
However, despite the heavy losses suffered by both sides, their momentum did not stop! The soldiers in the rear roared and stepped on the still-warm corpses of their comrades, pushing forward like madmen!
Ten steps!
Five steps!
Finally, in the instant that the deafening roar of the guns still reverberated in our ears and the bloody smoke filled our vision, two walls of people, flowing with blood and will, collided violently with a world-shattering determination!
chap!
Not just one sound, but a whole mass! So densely packed, like a whirlwind sweeping across a rice paddy! Or like a thousand bamboo stalks snapping simultaneously!
Thousands upon thousands of spear shafts, unable to withstand the immense force of the impact, uttered a sickening twisting and snapping sound! The spearmen at the forefront had no time to withdraw their weapons before the spear tips were already deeply embedded in the bodies of the enemy opposite them.
The sharp spearhead easily tore through flesh, shattered ribs, and ripped apart internal organs! At the same time, the spearhead on the other side must have pierced through his chest or abdomen as well. Blood gushed out of the wound like a dam bursting, carrying a strong, rusty smell, instantly soaking through his tattered armor and flowing down the cold spear shaft, dripping onto the ground and instantly forming rapidly expanding dark red puddles.
The front-line soldiers instantly became sacrifices, nailed to the spear shafts! Their faces, contorted in agony and suffocation, were grotesquely deformed, only able to gurgle and cough up blood. Some tried to pull the spear shafts out of their bodies, but could only futilely grasp the cold, slippery wooden handles, watching more blood gush from between their fingers; some fell, their bodies hanging heavily on the spear shafts, the force pushing them deeper into the rear; many more, in the instant they fell, were trampled by their comrades behind them onto the filthy mud and warm fragments of their internal organs!
But the slaughter was far from over! The soldiers in the first rank had temporarily held the spearheads in place at the cost of their lives, while the spearmen in the rear ranks roared as they thrust their spears forward and downward through the gaps! They couldn't see what was happening ahead, nor did they need to! Mechanically and frantically, they thrust forward, stirred, pulled out, and thrust forward again! Each thrust was accompanied by a heavy thud and a heart-wrenching, or muffled, brief scream! When the spearheads were pulled out, they brought out large chunks of flesh and tangled intestines.
This is no longer a battlefield, but a frantically churning millstone of flesh and blood!
The shouts of soldiers from both sides, the wails of the dying, the sounds of flesh and bone breaking, the scraping of metal, and the desperate commands of officers mingled together, creating a terrifying noise that surpassed the limits of human hearing! This noise soared into the sky, and even the sun seemed unable to bear the sight, dimming slightly.
The blood was no longer gushing out, but boiling and surging across the ground, converging into streams! These streams of blood, trampled by countless boots worn smooth over the corpses of comrades and enemies, splattered with thick droplets of blood and bits of flesh. Limbs and severed arms lay twisted and piled in pools of blood; some stumbled and fell on slippery intestines, only to be completely submerged by the footsteps that followed. Spear shafts were stained with blood, becoming incredibly slippery; soldiers could only grip the ends of the spears tightly, their knuckles white from the strain. Armor was also covered in blood, bits of flesh, and unidentified organs, almost unrecognizable. The nauseating, sweet, and pungent stench in the air was thick and unyielding, like the breath of hell itself.
In this meat grinder forged of steel and flesh, time seemed to lose its meaning. Both sides' soldiers were blinded by primal, murderous urges. Every inch of the battle line was fought for, resulting in piles of corpses.
Chapter 341: A Battle of Cavalry - A Clash of Titans
Within the Song army ranks, war drums thundered and horns blared, instantly tearing through the tense atmosphere. Guan Sheng stood on his horse, sword drawn, his eyes fixed on the billowing dust atop Liangshan Mountain.
She understood that it would be difficult for the Song Dynasty's Imperial Guards in Beijing and the Liangshan spear formation to determine a victor in a short time. The two sides' massive infantry formations were locked in a stalemate. The only way to win was to launch a fierce cavalry attack on the flanks or rear of Liangshan!
Although this strange Liangshan formation is frontal on all four sides, they cannot withstand my dragon breath. As long as I charge through and burn the formation with a single dragon breath, I will have a chance when the cavalry charges!
Thinking of this, Guan Sheng suddenly raised his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, the blade reflecting a cold glint in the dim light, and slashed forward fiercely, ordering the cavalry to attack!
"Great Song Iron Cavalry! To achieve glory and establish a legacy! Kill—!"
In an instant, the Song army's formation collapsed like a dam bursting, and the thunderous sound of hooves erupted! Thousands upon thousands of carefully selected warhorses, carrying the Guanzhong Blood Cavalry, galloped wildly like giant beasts cast in steel, urged on skillfully by the cavalrymen!
The Song cavalry formed a sharp wedge formation, like two red-hot giant cones. The left wing of three thousand cavalry was led by Shi Wengong, and the right wing of three thousand cavalry was led by Lu Junyi. They launched a fierce attack on the two flanks of the Liangshan army, while Guan Sheng led three thousand cavalry as the general reserve force and did not move.
One by one, armored knights wielded five-meter-long spears, a forest of spears, their tips pointing straight ahead. Their bodies on horseback swayed and rose with the momentum of the massive charge, man and horse becoming one, forming a raging torrent carrying the aura of death!
In the Liangshan formation, the response to the Song army's charge was an even wilder bugle call, carrying the meaning of destroying all order! Lin Chong, Qin Ming, and other valiant generals took the lead, not avoiding the Song army's sharp edge, and charged back! Their cavalry were even heavily equipped with full armor, their horses were strong and their riders were brave, and their equipment seemed to be even better than that of the Guanzhong cavalry.