The rush begins.

Tens of thousands of Han soldiers, like mad beasts, rushed towards the blade wall of the Wei camp.

Puff puff!

Blood flew into the air, an enemy soldier was pierced into a hedgehog, one was killed, and the Han army behind ignored death and continued to go forward one after another.

They knew that today's war would decide not only the fate of the Han Kingdom, but also their own fate.

Retire from death, advance into life!

After the surging frenzy of the Han army, more than 5,000 crossbowmen of the Han State continued to shoot sharp arrows at the Wei camp, trying to suppress the Wei army's long-range attacks.

They're too self-conscious, too.

Even if the Wei army gave up using the Rainstorm Repeater, as many as 10,000 archers had absolute pressure in number, enough to overwhelm the Han army.

Arrows rained down, dense as the wind, and weaved a net over the dark camp wall, reflecting the luster of the torches, as if to the sky, inverted a spherical dome.

Woowoo woo –

The sound of arrows breaking through the air, like a roaring wind, swallowed up all the sounds of heaven and earth.

The killing continues.

After a round of wild charges, nearly 3,000 Han soldiers died under the rain of spears and arrows, the camp walls were covered with the corpses of enemy soldiers, and a thick layer of corpses was also laid on the ground.

The bright red blood mist almost obscured the light and shadow of the arrows.

Although the Han army attacked fiercely, it was difficult to shake the wall of the Wei army's camp.

Tens of thousands of Great Wei warriors, under the command of Yue Fei, fought to the death without taking half a step back.

Han Army in the Army.

Liu Bei's expression was already panicked, not because his army couldn't break through the Wei camp, but because, at this point, there was no movement on the Xianbei side.

"Could it be that Yelu Abaoji wants to borrow a knife to kill people?" A frightened thought surged in Zhuge Liang's heart, and his expression became uneasy.

He glanced at Liu Bei, but he didn't dare to say his guess.

After all, he was the one who helped Liu Bei make the decision in the end, and if he was betrayed by Yelu Abaoji, he would be to blame.

Just when Zhuge Liang hesitated, Liu Bei was already stimulated to go crazy, and suddenly shouted: "I don't believe that Yelu Abao has the opportunity to betray me, and the royal forest soldiers will all be killed by me."

In the roar, the last three thousand elite Imperial Forest Army also left Liu Bei and rushed towards Wei Ying.

Liu Bei has already staked all his belongings, and there are only less than 100 imperial forests left around him.

The elite Imperial Forest Shijia and the war group, the offensive of the Han army became slightly fiercer, and the rush became even more crazy.

With the stabilization of time, the casualties of the Han army have reached 5,000, and a thick pile of corpses has been piled up outside the entire Wei army camp wall.

Even, the Han army began to climb the pile of corpses to attack, and it was about to form a downward attack on the Wei army.

Click!

The wooden camp wall made a sound of breaking, as if the entire camp wall was about to be broken, and the crazy Han army could rise at any time.

And the Wei army's soldiers and horses lined up on the front line of the camp wall are only more than 30,000 people, and if the crazy Han army rushes in, it may not be able to stop it.

This situation made Wu Song anxious, and shouted: "Your Majesty, there are only 30,000 Han thieves, and our soldiers and horses are three times as large as them, and what are we doing with our armpits, just show up and kill the remaining 70,000 troops and kill the big-eared thieves in one go!" ”

The pottery merchant glanced at the situation of the camp wall from afar, raised the Qinglong knife, and sneered: "The time is almost up, send a signal, it's time for the big-eared thief to take a curtain call." ”

The order was passed down, and at the camp of the Chinese army, seven pillars of beacon flames rose into the sky, illuminating the sky.

The signal for a counteroffensive was given.

When the fire was issued, the soldiers of the Great Wei Dynasty could see it clearly, and Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang, who were hundreds of steps away, naturally saw it clearly.

Liu Bei's heart was suddenly shocked, he looked at Zhuge Liang urgently, and said in a trembling voice: "Prime Minister, the pottery thief suddenly lit a beacon fire, what trick does he want to play." ”

"The minister has an ominous premonition, tonight's battle, I'm afraid that it will be more auspicious......" Zhuge Liang's brows were deeply locked into a rope.

There is more auspiciousness and less luck, and there is less luck and more evil......

Liu Bei silently recited these four words in his mouth, his back trembled, and he fought a deep cold war.

Suddenly, his two monarchs and ministers, their bodies shook suddenly, and their nerves immediately tensed like strings, and they all looked in the direction of the flanks.

They soon saw that in the direction of the left and right wings, the dust was rushing into the sky, rolling like a sandstorm, and it was coming towards them from both wings.

In the wild dust covering the sky, countless black figures, like the shadow of death, were moving, and the ground under their feet was also in severe pain, as if thousands of troops were approaching madly.

Liu Bei changed color, Zhuge Liang changed color, and more than 100 royal forest soldiers around him were all stunned.

At the same time, the Han soldiers who were frantically attacking the Wei camp were also attracted by the earth-shattering movement from the flanks, and their bloodshot eyes involuntarily turned their heads to look.

A few seconds later, the boundless rolling stream of soldiers, like an army of ghosts from hell, slaughtered out of the dust that covered the sky, and forcibly broke into their eyes.

The 70,000 Wei troops rode on foot, like two collapsing currents, carrying the momentum of the heavens and the earth cracking, attacking from both wings.

The Han army, Liu Bei, Junchen, officers and soldiers, all changed color in shock, and their crazy fighting spirit suffered a heavy blow in an instant.

Wei Jun is really moving!

They originally thought that the Wei army was crushed in the camp by their frenzied offensive and did not reflect the superiority of troops, because they were attracted by the Xianbei people and did not have enough troops to deal with them.

It was only at this time that they suddenly realized that the Wei army did not take the absolute main force to defend against the Xianbei people at all, but waited until they were at the end of the crossbow to launch a fatal blow against them.

"With so many soldiers and horses, the pottery thief can still send so many soldiers and horses, could it be that Yelu Abaoji Nahu Chief, if he really didn't attack as promised, he really betrayed Tian Zhen?" Liu Bei was shocked and angry, and his voice was already trembling.

Wei Yingzhong.

The pottery merchant looked at his counter-attacking army, a sarcastic sneer ignited on Yingwu's face, and he snorted: "Liu Bei, I really want to see what your desperate expression looks like now. ”

Wu Song next to him was already excited, raised his iron rod, and shouted: "Your Majesty, our counterattack army has been killed, what are we waiting for, we will also defend and attack, and destroy the big-eared thief in one go!" ”

The battle intent in the Tao Shang's chest was already burning like a raging fire, he laughed heroically, pointed the green dragon knife in his hand to the outside of the camp, and shouted majestically: "Great Wei soldiers, kill Liu Bei, at this moment, open the camp gate for me, and the whole army will be killed!" ”

"Kill Liu Bei!"

"Kill Liu Bei!"

The 30,000 soldiers who fought hard in the camp suddenly roared in unison, and the sound of killing shattered the heavens and the earth, making the wind and clouds change color.

Woowoo woo –

The horn of the counterattack pierced the sky and announced the arrival of Liu Bei's end.

With the central gate as the center, the camp wall stretches for hundreds of feet, and the large and small camp gates are suddenly opened.

Yue Fei, Deng Ai, Lin Chong, Yang Zaixing, Luo Shixin, Wu Song and other Great Wei generals all jumped out of the horse.

The 30,000 Wei soldiers in the camp also overflowed the enemy corpses piled up in front of the camp like a flood that burst the embankment, roaring and killing.

The generals opened the way, showing extraordinary martial arts, frantically harvesting the heads of the enemy soldiers, and turning all the enemy soldiers who blocked their progress into pulp.

The fierce generals opened the way, and the soldiers of the Great Wei Dynasty rushed up like wolves, killing those Han soldiers who were blocked in front of the camp wall and whose fighting spirit was almost broken.

Tragic screams came one after another, thousands of Han soldiers were cut to the ground, columns of blood flew into the air, and the banners of the Han army were cut down and ruthlessly trampled under their feet.

On the left and right flanks, nearly 70,000 Wei army infantry and cavalry also surrounded them, cooperating with the soldiers and horses killed by the large battalion, tearing the Han army into pieces, devouring them one by one with superior forces, killing them until there was no piece of armor.

The final slaughter begins.

The only remaining 30,000 Han troops, under the internal and external attacks of the 100,000 Wei army, suffered countless casualties, and the blood stained the entire wilderness into a bloody carpet.

The ground in front of the Wei camp has become a slaughterhouse.

In the chaos of the army, the potters in golden armor, like gods, wrapped in hunting golden flames, rushed directly in the blood mist, and no one could stop them.

Today's battle is the last battle to defeat Liu Bei, after this village, there is no such shop, how can the potter not go out in person, kill him upside down, kill him happily.

He galloped forward like a god of war, unstoppable, leaving behind the heads of countless enemy soldiers, and stepping out a long bloody path under the hooves of his horse.

In the chaotic army, the potters were killing wildly, and dozens of steps away, Lu Bu was also killing wildly.

The Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand swung like the wind, layering layers of True Qi blades that were close to the essence, slashing out in all directions, cutting off the heads of the unclear Wei soldiers.

The Wei pawns who died under his halberd were hundreds, and the blood that splashed out was not only Dousheng.

Even with such a killing, this blood still couldn't wash away the grief and anger in his heart.

Because he knew that this defeat was a foregone conclusion.

Once upon a time, he defected to Liu Bei, not for the great cause of supporting the Han Dynasty, but to kill the pottery merchant and avenge his dead father-in-law Yuan Shao.

Now, many years have passed, not only did he fail to kill the pottery merchant to take revenge, but he was also defeated repeatedly, and finally saw Liu Bei fall, and the hope of revenge was dismantled little by little.

To this day, hope is coming to an end.

If he loses this battle again today, Liu Bei will have no way to retreat, only a dead end, and on the land of the Central Plains, the last prince who can compete with the pottery merchants will also perish.

The whole of China will fall into the clutches of the pottery merchant, even if he Lu Bu has an extraordinary martial arts, what can he enter.

Could it be that he still wants to challenge the entire Great Wei Empire with his own strength?

Of course not!

At that time, he could only have an empty anger, but in the end, in helplessness, he looked at the infinite scenery of the potter and sat on the world, but he hated in his heart and died depressed.

"Could it be that with my Lu Bu's best martial arts in the world, I just can't kill that pottery thief, and I can't avenge my father-in-law in this life? I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled......"

Lu Bu looked up to the sky and roared, and endless sadness swelled in his heart.

In the next second, he felt the familiar murderous aura, burning and galloping not far from him.

He looked down suddenly, his bloody eyes looking forward, and through the blood mist, he found the golden figure of the potter's wanton slaughter.

In an instant, the vengeful anger in his heart erupted like a volcano, burning all over his body.

"Tao thief, even if I Lu Bu dies today, I have to kill you, and I will take my life-"

The beast-like earth-shattering roar sounded, and Lu Bu instigated the red rabbit, like an angry flame, to roar towards the potter.

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