The front of the Wei camp.

The 30,000 Han soldiers have been waiting in the dark for a long time.

"Your Majesty, look, there is a beacon fire behind the Wei camp." The sharp-eyed Zhang Liao pointed to the distant sky and shouted.

Liu Bei stood on his horse, anxious to raise his eyes and look into the distance, and sure enough, he saw the three-pillar beacon fire, rising to the sky, illuminating the sky.

"Yelu Abaoji really believes in his words......" Liu Bei took a light breath, and in his sunken eyes, a hunting machine surged up, and his eyes looked at Zhuge Liang.

His self-confidence only comes from the surface, but his heart has long been empty, and he still needs to turn to Zhuge Liang to help him make a final decision.

The corners of Zhuge Liang's mouth raised a touch of murderous intent, and the feather fan pointed at Wei Ying, and said in a loud voice: "The arrow is on the string, I have to, at this time, there is nothing to hesitate about, Your Majesty, give the order to attack." ”

Liu Bei took a deep breath, with his double-stranded sword in his hand, and roared fiercely at Wei Ying, shouting fiercely: "The warrior spirit of the Great Han, fight for the Great Han, fight for the common people in the world, step on the enemy camp for me, and kill the Wei thief-"

"Kill all the Wei thieves—"

"Kill all the Wei thieves—"

The sound of killing rose to the sky, and the 30,000 Han soldiers hidden in the darkness, like dying beasts, burst out with a final roar, shattering the silence of the night.

Woowoo woo –

In the Han army, the sound of the horn of slaughter rose to the sky, like a ghost crying wolf from hell.

Directly in front, the veteran Huang Zhong's long knife pointed at Wei Ying, and the old man's voice shouted: "The rise and fall of the world, the luck of the people, all in this battle, it is a man's, kill all the enemies with the old man!" ”

In the roar, the more than 20,000 Han troops of the former army poured out like a tide, tearing through the darkness, rolling up the dust in the air, and surging towards the Wei camp under the light.

The impact begins.

The veteran Huang Zhong charged forward, leading the Han soldiers to rush all the way, and the old man's eyes shot to the Wei camp, observing the enemy's situation.

He soon saw that the Wei army on duty along the front line of the camp did not seem to be in a panic, but quickly entered the front line of the camp wall, set up spears and guns, and prepared to meet the battle.

"The Wei army really deserves to be the elite division in the world, and there is no panic at all, today's battle is destined to be a vicious battle......" Huang Zhong secretly gritted his teeth, feeling a little worried.

The arrow is already on the line, so what's the use of worrying?

Huang Zhong could only forcibly suppress the worries in his heart, muster up the courage, and continue to rush wildly.

In today's battle, he has no retreat!

In the rolling dust and the sound of killing the sky and the earth, the Han army rushed to the Wei camp like a beast, and almost hit the camp wall.

The soldiers of the Wei army in the battalion did not panic at all, and their hideous eyes flashed with mocking sneers.

Their blood is boiling, their fighting spirit has exploded, and they greedily look at the prey sent to the door, just waiting for a bloody killing.

The potter, who immediately crossed the knife, looked at the surging enemy soldiers and sneered: "Yelu Abaoji is really trustworthy and gave me a big gift on time. ”

Liu Ji next to him shook his feather fan and said with a smile: "Now that the gift has been given, Your Majesty won't hurry up and accept it...... Accept it, otherwise you will live up to Chief Hu's heart...... Mindful. ”

"That's right, how can I live up to Yelu Abaoji's heart!"

The potter laughed sarcastically, the eagle's eyes lit up with a fierce and cold machine, and the green dragon knife in his hand slashed down in the air, and he shouted loudly: "The war drum is beaten for me, first use a wave of rainstorm crossbows to meet the big-eared thief!" ”

Knock knock!

In the Wei camp, the sound of war drums burst into the sky, overpowering the killing sound of the Han army in an instant, and several times changing the color of the wind and clouds.

"Crossbowman, show up." Hou Yi, the general of the crossbow army, shouted loudly.

When the order was passed, the 10,000 Wei army crossbowmen who were originally hiding on the inner side of the camp wall and lying on the ground immediately jumped up from the ground, and quickly formed a three-line formation, and countless cold light edges, like the eyes of death, locked onto the oncoming enemy pawns.

Fifty steps!

Seeing the enemy rushing in, Hou Yi shouted: "Repeater, salvo!" ”

Almost instantly, the three thousand crossbowmen in the first row loosened the tightly fastened crossbow strings.

Whoosh!

The humming sound of the sea tide crashing against the shore drowned out all the sounds between heaven and earth in an instant, and 30,000 crossbow arrows crashed towards the enemy like a net of heaven and earth.

"It's not good, the Wei army has already taken precautions!" Huang Zhong's face changed immediately, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly reined in his war horse and shouted: "The whole army is weakened, raise your shield to avoid arrows!" ”

No matter how quickly he gives his orders, how can they be as fast as the arrows that whistle like the wind.

As soon as the hoarse voice came out, the overwhelming network of arrows had already been flattened, and Li Shengsheng slammed into the Han army that rushed to the front.

In an instant, the blood mist rose into the sky, and countless Han soldiers fell to the ground like fragile straws, being harvested like a fierce rain of arrows like a swift wind.

Suddenly, suffering such a heavy blow, the Han army was taken aback, and without Huang Zhong's order, they slowed down in pieces, raised their big shields, and advanced in formation with each other.

Although the Rainstorm Repeater was dense, its piercing power was limited, and after the first wave of killing frenzy, the subsequent lethality was drastically reduced.

Under Huang Zhong's reprimand, the 20,000 also gradually slowed down, no longer rushing wildly, but formed a shield wall, and steadily advanced towards Wei Ying.

"Fortunately, we were not careless, and let the soldiers prepare a big shield, otherwise it would be a disaster......" Huang Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, and his old eyes were resolute.

Taking a deep breath, Huang Zhong, who had rekindled his fighting spirit, pointed at his sword, and roared angrily: "Warriors of the Han Dynasty, how can a mere crossbow resist our courage to restore the country, and we are not allowed to retreat and continue to impact the old rules." ”

The hoarse and solemn roar echoed in the ears of the Han soldiers, stabilizing their minds and arousing their fighting spirit.

"Kill—" The Han sergeant shouted loudly and continued to advance against the rain of arrows.

Thirty steps!

Twenty steps!

Ten steps!

In an instant, the shield wall of the Han army finally approached the periphery of the Wei camp, and the sword and shield men held the big shield in one hand and the big knife in the other, and frantically slashed at the antlers of the Wei camp.

The Wei army's crossbows are still raining down.

Although the arrow net is dense, it is still miraculous to kill and injure the enemy who is not equipped with a large shield, but once the enemy raises the large shield, the rainstorm repeater will lose its due effect.

The Han army withstood the rain of arrows of the Wei army, and one by one, like wild beasts, they slashed the antlers wildly, and in a moment they cut through the triple antlers, and they were almost killed under the camp wall.

Just west of the Wei camp, the middle army of the Han army.

Liu Bei, who was stationed on the horse and holding the sword, stared at the shadow of the blade in front of him, his brows were deep, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

"It seems that the pottery thief is actually on guard, Prime Minister, what should we do?" Liu Bei's pleading gaze looked at Zhuge Liang, and his tone had already shown a void.

Zhuge Liang pointed at Wei Ying, and said resolutely: "There are scouts outside the Wei camp, and it is not surprising that the pottery thieves will notice in advance that we are coming to rob the camp. ”

Zhuge Liang's heroic words with tragic meaning also ignited Liu Bei's remaining blood, his heart suddenly shook, gritted his teeth fiercely, and shouted: "Success or failure is in this move, and the rest of the soldiers will all be pressed down by me and fight with Wei Gou!" ”

The order was passed down, and the war drums in the Han army sounded again.

Zhang Liao, Yan Liang, Gao Changgong, Lu Bu and other generals led their headquarters to kill and gallop out, and the last 10,000 Han troops roared like wild beasts out of the cage, rushing towards the Wei army.

Because it was late at night, although there were torches, their vision was still unclear, and the Wei soldiers could not see Gao Changgong's mask, so naturally they could not be affected by his demon face, and their morale was still undiminished.

The 30,000 Han army has been pressed by the whole army, and Liu Bei is desperate for the last family background, trying to break through the Wei camp.

He knew that the Wei army was on guard, but he still had to gamble like this, so he naturally pinned his hopes on Yelu Abaoji's 80,000 Xianbei iron horses.

He thought that Yelu Abao had the opportunity to do his best to make a surprise attack on Wei Ying from the rear, and under the attack from both sides, there was at least a fifty percent chance of victory.

It's just that Liu Bei has pressed the last 10,000 troops, but he never heard the sound of shouting and killing behind the Wei camp.

"Yelu Abaoji, you have obviously lit a beacon fire, but why did you delay attacking, could it be that you want to betray me?" Liu Bei's face turned gloomy, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

……

Wei Ying.

In the darkness, the potter immediately crossed his sword, standing proudly, a pair of eagle eyes pierced through the darkness, examining the fierce battle on the front line of the camp wall.

When he saw another wave of Han troops, rushing up like a tide, the potter sneered: "Big-eared thief, have you finally pressed your coffin board money?" ”

The words fell, and there were broken sounds outside the camp wall in front, and the fourth antlers were also cut by the Han army.

The 30,000 Han troops surged up towards the last camp wall like hideous beasts.

Melee combat will begin.

The potter did not have a trace of fear, the Qinglong knife was raised, and he shouted: "The crossbowmen withdraw, send an order to Yue Fei, and nail the enemy thief to me under the camp wall." ”

The decree of the Son of Heaven was passed down layer by layer from the heralds, and it reached Yue Fei's ears in a moment.

Yue Fei held the Liquan gun in his hand, and resolutely shouted: "Spearman, go up to the general, and fight for Dawei!" ”

The order to kill sounded, and in the Great Wei camp, the loud horn sounded suddenly.

At the sound of the order, tens of thousands of Wei spearmen hidden in the shadow of the camp, like ghost soldiers, suddenly came out of the shadows and went straight to the camp wall.

Brush Brush Brush!

In an instant, tens of thousands of large shields stood on the inside of the camp wall, and more than 30,000 sharp spears formed a dense wall of blades.

The camp wall, which seemed to be easily destroyed, became an iron wall in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the Han army had already surged in, and was suddenly intimidated by the sudden blade wall erected by the Wei army, and the fighting spirit was suddenly setback.

They thought that the Wei army's defense was just a repeating crossbow, but they didn't expect that when the rain of arrows stopped, there was such a terrifying wall of blades waiting to summon them.

All the Han generals in the charge also changed color, but they were already difficult to ride the tiger, and there was no chance to stop.

Yan Liang waved the big knife in his hand, and roared loudly: "Don't be afraid, don't retreat, rush up to Lao Tzu, for the sake of the big man, rush!" ”

In the next second, the Han pawn who rushed to the front row, under the push of the back row, had no chance to stop at all, and crashed into the blade wall.

Puff puff!

The screams rose to the sky, and the blood splashed on the line of the camp wall, splashing a blood-colored waterfall that flowed backwards into the sky.

In an instant, there were more than 1,000 Han soldiers who were pierced into hedgehogs, and their deaths were so tragic.

The screams came and went, drowning out all the sounds in the heavens and the earth, and the tragic situation in the front row made the soldiers in the back row tremble, and their fighting spirit became more and more shaken.

The veteran Huang Zhong looked at his own army that was tied into meat skewers, gritted his teeth, and his eyes burned with unprecedented grief and indignation, but he raised his sword and shouted: "Today's battle, if you advance, you will live, and if you retreat, you will die, for the sake of the Han, for Your Majesty, for your own life and death, rush me——"

Under the encouragement of Huang Zhong, those Han soldiers who had no way to retreat could only grit their teeth and fight for the last breath, like a dying trapped beast, rushing fearlessly towards the bloody blade wall.

(三七 Chinese.)