Chapter Ninety-Nine: Killing the Son of Heaven in White
Hong Xiguan stood in front of the 100,000 troops, with a strong and domineering spirit, and the torches were extinguished, reflecting the fighting spirit of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
A military order spread all over 100,000 horses takes a pillar of incense time, a wave of crossbow arrows is also a pillar of incense time, everything is only three, this is already the fourth wave of arrow rain under the Northern Wei Dynasty boxing god, the earth around where Hong Xiguan stood is sunken, all over the place, and the crossbow arrows broken from it are piled up like a mountain.
The time of the whole four incense sticks is tantamount to four times the tide of heaven and earth divine power poured down, Hong Xiguan took it one by one, and the deputy general of the Zhenbei Army stepped up to the arrow mountain, with an extraordinary posture, the woman was captivating the country and the city, and it was said that it was a peerless appearance, which could make the woman who was captivating the country and the city favor the eyebrows, and it was the Northern Wei Dynasty boxing god at this moment.
Zhao Xuanji took the lead, surprisingly without mood swings, but laughed heartily: "General Hong really has the courage of ten thousand people!"
Hong Xiguan stretched out his five fingers, and an arrow flew into his hand, and the deputy general of the Zhenxi Army stepped on a hearty horse Feiyan, and the iron arrow arrow in his hand shot out, straight to Zhao Xuanji.
A metal collision sound sounded in the dark night, and a burst of bright sparks bloomed, and Zhao Xuanji's Taixuan knife cut the arrow in two: "Why is General Hong so impatient, isn't the general coming to buy time for the Zhenxi Army?" Marshal Ben is in the mood to chat with General Hong, and General Hong should appreciate it. β
Hong Xiguan squinted his eyes and dispatched an army of 100,000 to raid, but at this moment, he missed the fighter plane, could it be that Xichu has a bigger conspiracy? But what is it?
With a bang, Hong Xiguan rushed forward, since he couldn't figure it out, then use movement to govern the quiet, break your Xichu chess game, and see what other means you have.
With his hands staggered in front of him, both fists burst out at the same time, and a thunderclap slammed into the head of the generalissimo of the Western Chu Soldiers and Horses.
Zhao Xuanji dismounted lightly, stepped out, put his fingers together, swiped from top to bottom, the knife intent was vertical and horizontal, and collided with the oncoming fist, and a roar exploded between the two.
Hong Xiguan's strong sleeves and clothes were fierce, Zhao Xuanji sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, and his hair was not messed up in the slightest: "General Hong has already made a move, it's my turn to do the following." β
The body is like a long rainbow, the generalissimo of the Western Chu soldiers and horses rises from the ground, the Taixuan knife is out of the sheath, thick and heavy like a towering mountain, without any condensation to split a knife, a bright light in the dark night is like a scorching sun.
The Northern Wei Dynasty fist god shouted, went upstream, and held one hand forward, like a big hand covering the sky, covering the dazzling sun, and in a thousand shots, pressed the knife of the Taixuan Dao.
"General Hong, you are reckless. Zhao Xuanji sneered, holding the knife with both hands at the same time, and the light on the blade shone again, shooting out from between Hong Xiguan's fingers, like a bonfire wrapped in paper.
Hong Xiguan frowned, and did not hesitate to choose to retreat, the Taixuan knife was continuous, and a cloud of smoke exploded on the road where Hong Xiguan retreated, like a series of muffled thunder in the sky for no reason.
The rumbling sound exploded one after another in the dark night, and it was endless, endless, and the 100,000 horses could only hear the sound, but could not see, adding to the mystery and horror.
In the end, Hong Xiguan retreated to the messy Arrow Mountain, standing at the top, his sleeves were tattered, Zhao Xuanji also took two steps back, hung the Taixuan knife on his waist from the new, and turned over on his horse.
In the Zhenxi Army, 50 heralds shuttled back and forth in the camp of the Zhenxi Army for more than ten miles, constantly conveying military orders, although the war was urgent, but the Zhenxi Army was worthy of being the most well-trained border army among the three major border armies, and the soldiers who were ready to go were dressed in an orderly manner, received weapons, were silent, without the slightest panic and noise, and in the whole camp, there was only the sound of the herald's hurried horses' hooves.
Hong Longjia walked out of the barracks with a knife in armor and walked straight to Li Yuanhao: "Your Majesty, the situation is urgent, Xichu sent troops this time, it is very strange, for the safety of Your Majesty, please also ask Your Majesty to return to Junma Town, and after repelling the Zhenxi Army, it is not too late to come back." β
"Uncle Hong, pay attention to safety!" Li Yuanhao patted the back of Hong Longjia's hand, and did not insist, it is true that she is His Majesty the Emperor, but she doesn't know anything about marching and fighting, and it is also a burden to follow.
"Your Majesty, rest assured. Hong Longjia turned over and got on his horse and drove out of the barracks first.
Xiong Tuwei led the five thousand cavalry of the Zhenxi Army and then gradually disappeared into the night, the large corps of combat, marching and scheduling is the most difficult thing to solve, some famous generals may have a flash of brilliant tactics on a certain battlefield, but as soon as they arrive at the large corps to fight, they panic, just the army number and the name of the general can become a booklet. The large corps is like a fat giant, the dispatch of troops is like moving the legs and feet, the order is issued, the legs and feet have consumed a lot of time to receive the order, and the battlefield is changing rapidly, so the control of the army and the collection of information have become the top priority of the large corps operation.
On the one hand, Xiong Tuwei's 5,000 military horses are to test the military situation, and on the other hand, to provide buffer space for the follow-up troops, and the assembly of 100,000 troops not only takes time, but also needs space of length and thickness.
Yu Qing drove away, Liu Qing followed, and the two carriages rushed towards Junma Town like arrows from the string.
Xuan'er's face was pale, her little hands were clenched, and they were full of sweat, and as the carriage jolted, a feeling of nausea and nausea rushed to her head.
"Xuan'er, don't be afraid, it's okay. Li Yuanhao said with a smile, and personally poured a cup of tea for the little palace maid.
Xuan'er took a sip of hot tea: "Your Majesty, aren't you afraid?"
"I'm afraid, when the Confucius Ceremony was sacrificed, there were less than a thousand people in the Manchu Dynasty and the scholars brought by Kong Feili, and the black press stood in front of the Temple of Heaven, it felt like there were already a lot of people, and Xichu sent 100,000 troops, just thinking about it made me feel terrifying. Li Yuanhao opened his mouth and touched Li Xiuce's head beside him: "Is Xiuce afraid?"
Li Xiuce shook his head: "There is an eldest sister here, Xiuce is not afraid." β
Li Yuanhao smiled faintly: "Well, this is a good sound, it can show the spirit of the eldest sister and give people a sense of security." β
Not long after, two carriages have rushed to the military horse town, the military horse town is only more than ten miles away from the north army of the town, in the middle of the Xueyong Pass and the military camp in the west of the town, attached to the Yellow River and built, the Yellow River that does not hesitate to flow here has come here, bends a huge arc, as if it has been broken from the middle, the Yellow River water has changed from gentle to rushing, and the waves hit the mountain rocks, deafening.
Junma Town is similar to Wuchuan Town in the five towns of the North Defense of the Zhenbei Army, it is said to be a small town, but in fact, it is the same as a city, surrounded by heavy guards, and has become a military fortress.
Before Li Yuanhao entered the city, there was already a fast horse to tell that someone went out of the city to lead two carriages into the city, and came to a secluded and quiet house, Li Yuanhao got off the carriage and walked into the house, a simple courtyard, a pomegranate tree was planted in the yard, just emerging new green, and there was a spring mood.
Everyone sat in the hall, Xuan'er was so frightened that her hands and feet were weak, Yu Qing comforted her twice, and kept going up and down.
Liu Qing picked a leaf casually, put it in his mouth, reached out and picked up his trouser legs, squatted on the threshold, leaned against the door frame, and muttered: "If the young master hadn't been restrained by this iron nail, he would have gone to the front of the two armies a long time ago, all the Zhenxi army against 100,000 Western Chu military horses, and Hong Xiguan against Zhao Xuanji, tsk, just thinking about it can't help but boil blood." This kind of big scene is not as small as a small fight on weekdays, but it is unavoidable, and it is a pity to miss it. β
Turning his head slightly: "Li Yuanhao, I, Liu Qing, never ask for help, beg you today, you and the little eunuch work together to pull out the iron nails in my body, I'll go to the front line to take a look, and I'll come back as soon as I'm addicted, don't say ninety-nine eighty-one iron nails, even one hundred and eighty iron nails, can I call you an aunt, eldest sister?"
Li Yuanhao raised his chin: "Yu Qing, beat him, I'm not so old." β
The grassland talent fell from the house to the outside of the house with a whoosh, got up and beat the dust on his body, didn't speak, walked straight to the house, squatted on the threshold from the beginning, got used to it, the master was already used to it, it didn't matter, he beat it harder if he said more, it was all tears, it was a pity that this golden opportunity was a great opportunity. Since the training of the five corpse demons, Liu Qing's combat power has gradually improved, and gradually kept pace with the pianist Qin Ying, but the realm has stagnated, the reason is the lack of opportunities, since ancient times, the war of the whole country, how tragic and tragic, the most able to stimulate people's potential, the grassland talent wants to take advantage of this golden opportunity to seek a breakthrough, but now there is a mobile cage in the body, the combat effectiveness is not as good as the little palace maid Xuan'er, and it is also a part of death when she goes to the battlefield.
Hong Xiguan stood in front of the two armies, Hong Longjia with 5,000 cavalry has arrived, facing the 100,000 Western Chu army of the six-talent formation, 5,000 men and horses in a dense contraction formation, and also arranged a simple six-talent formation, more than 100,000 people in the Western Chu army, 5,000 people in the Zhenxi army, the number is more than 20 times, the same formation can be used, the local range of points can be targeted, if the Western Chu army takes advantage of the advantage of the large number of people and adopts encirclement tactics, the 5,000 men and horses of the Zhenxi army can use the flexibility of maneuverability, repeatedly fold the formation, break the surface with points, and continuously impact the formation of the Western Chu army, seeking a breakthrough opportunityγ If the Western Chu army maintains the formation and rushes forward, the Zhenxi army can also draw a scoop with a gourd and retreat along the same trajectory at the same speed, buying time for the main force of the Zhenxi army.
At this moment, someone looked from the air, and the two teams of centaurs seemed to have drawn two concentric circles in the bitter cold land of the vast northwest.
Hong Longjia drove his horse to Hong Xiguan's side: "How is the situation?"
Hong Xiguan grabbed an arrow crossbow on his shoulder, pulled it out gently, and threw it aside at will, ignoring the blood oozing from his chest: "Returning to the general, the situation is very strange, Xi Chu made such a big move, but he didn't move, his subordinates speculated that Xi Chu might be a drunkard who didn't mean to drink, and he should have another plan." β
"The soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover, since the other party has hit the door, there is no reason for the Zhenxi army not to return the salute. Hong Longjia's eyes fell on Zhao Xuanji, and he said in a light tone.
Hong Xiguan was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Your Majesty, she?"
Hong Longjia spoke: "At this moment, you should be in Junma Town, there is no danger. β
Hong Xiguan was slightly relieved.
Xiong Tuwei clamped the horse's belly, came to Hong Longjia's side, and lagged behind half a horse: "Fortunately, our Emperor His Majesty knows some truth, and he didn't rely on his cultivation to be strong in martial arts, and he wanted to come to join in the fun in front of the two armies, otherwise Lao Xiong's knife would have to cut him hard." β
The fiery general said something rebellious, but Hong Longjia didn't care, Xiong Tuwei was quick to talk, he couldn't hold back, even if His Majesty was in front of him, he had something to say, and he didn't hide it at all, not to mention, Xiong Tuwei said it was reasonable, the battle between the two armies was not the good courage and ruthlessness of the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, the son of heaven of a country appeared on the battlefield, that was the target of Ming Huanghuang, the Western Chu army would go crazy and attack a little, if he could take the life of the king of a country, what if more than half of the 100,000 horses died.
In the course of the confrontation, Yang Kaifeng, Zeng Xiangcai, Chen Daikun led the main force of the Zhenxi Army to arrive, and the five thousand cavalry troops quickly and effectively integrated into the army, different from the Western Chu army from the middle to the two sides of the military order transmission mode, the Zhenxi army on both sides of the army has scouts constantly wandering, the left vanguard Chen Daikun and the cavalry general Zeng Xiangcai did not converge with the Hong Longjia and Hong Xiguan in the position of the Chinese army, but on both sides of the waist, if the war starts, the Zhenxi army can be divided into three in the shortest possible time, forming three independent armies fighting separately.
The opposite West Chu army watched the Zhenxi army put in order, forming a horn confrontation, at the same time, the sky gradually brightened, the two sides were able to see the situation on the opposite side clearly, after many years of confrontation, the Zhenxi army and the West Chu army did not draw their swords to fight when they were face to face for the first time, the Zhenxi army in gray-brown armor faced the West Chu army in brown-red armor, and they suddenly discovered a fact, the enemy army on the opposite side was the same as themselves, they were all living people.
The glimmer of the morning light shone on the two armies without hesitation, glowing with the brilliant light of new life.
Hong Xiguan stretched out a hand, the sunlight passed through his fingers and shone on the ground, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his throat squirmed: "It's not good, the goal of Xichu is Your Majesty!"
Xueyong Pass to the east of Junma Town, dressed in white and slowly walking through the valley alone, the two hundred scouts who were patrolling caught the person who suddenly appeared for the first time, dressed as a scholar, walking in a hurry, seemingly harmless to people and animals, but with a devastating and decaying killing temperament.
The scout commander narrowed his eyes, a deep scar on his face was twisted and deformed, adding to a sense of terror, and he whispered a command to his side, four horsemen broke away from the team and rushed towards the military horse town, and the enemy army was attacking!
Biao Chang slowly pulled out the scimitar at his waist, took out a handkerchief embroidered with mandarin ducks from his arms, wrapped it around his face, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes, when he fell the knife to kill, blood splashed, easy to splash into his mouth, and he didn't like the taste of blood the most.
Taking a sharp breath, the handkerchief embroidered with mandarin ducks was driven by the breath, outlining his slightly thin lips, and the captain shouted, first riding his horse and galloping, and more than 200 scouts behind him rushed forward in unison, and none of them lagged behind.
Perhaps the crotch mount was too slow, and there was still a distance of ten zhang from the white clothes, and the standard commander had already taken off with a knife and slashed heavily.
The white-clothed figure flashed, and it had already come behind the two hundred scouts, and with a bang, the commander broke off his waist, and fell heavily to the ground, more than two hundred heads, rolling down, and all the mounts under him were divided into two, becoming a pool of Shura, like a drop of red ink falling on the ground.
Murong Feng's footsteps did not stop, and he still did not move forward slowly, and the figures of the four who went to report the scouts were still faintly visible.
Come to the east in white clothes and swear to kill the Son of Heaven!