Li Bai is not confused. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He is a good wandering poet, and he is also good at writing poetry, but he never thought that the emperor of Great Wei would ask him to make poems at the critical moment when the two armies were about to fight and the enemy had already launched a charge?

What's going on, is the Son of Heaven crazy?

"What are you waiting for!" The potter snorted sharply and glared at him angrily, "The enemy can't make a poem when he rushes to fifty paces, and I will behead you." ”

Li Bai was shocked with fright, and all the alcohol in his cavity was gone, and his brain suddenly woke up.

He still couldn't figure out what the Son of Heaven meant, but the holy will had been given, and he had no time to ponder, and if he didn't make a poem, he would die inexplicably under the knife of the Son of Heaven.

"Li Bai, calm down, calm down, take out your skills, just make it a stunning work, even if you die here today, it's worth ......"

Li Bai raised his head and poured the wine in the gourd in one go, threw the gourd aside, looked at the rolling enemy army, looked at the wild dust flying in the sky, his thoughts flew like a shuttle, and his heart was surging.

After staring at it for a long time, the eyes of this poet fairy gradually ignited with a tragic look, and a shocking work quietly sprouted in his chest.

Then, he smiled.

He took a deep breath and read his poem aloud in a tragic tone, with the fearless spirit of generosity to death;

Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain

The lonely city looks at the Yumen Pass from afar

Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles

If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it!

A natural, blood-soaked and desolate, shocking poem was finally composed by Li Bai before the battle.

After hearing this poem, the potter was a little surprised, and wondered: "What the hell is this poem, bullying me for not learning Tang poetry, isn't this poem Wang Changling's "From the Army", how was it made by Li Bai's guy, how did the summoned characters even play plagiarism and plagiarize poems......"

Surprised to surprised, the potter can't control that much, maybe this is the setting of the system for Li Bai, the reason why he is a poet, all those poems that have not been born, he has the ability to make them.

"Shout to me together, if you don't break Loulan, you won't pay it back!" The potter's chest agitated and he shouted.

The soldiers on the left and right were all stunned, looking at their own Son of Heaven blankly, they couldn't figure out what was wrong with the Son of Heaven, the enemy was about to rush to their noses, and it was just a matter of asking Li Bai to make poems, and they even wanted them to shout out together.

"Your Majesty has an order, are you all deaf, shout with Lao Tzu, if you don't break Loulan, you won't return it!" Although Wei Chigong was also confused, he obeyed the orders of the potter, and followed the first shout.

"If you don't break Loulan, you won't pay it back-"

"If you don't break Loulan, you won't pay it back-"

"If you don't break Loulan, you won't pay it back-"

One pass ten, ten pass hundred, first the left and right Wuwei Imperial Forest Army, then the middle army, then the front army, the left army, the right army......

In the blink of an eye, the high-pitched shout spread throughout the whole army, and the poems full of pride resounded through the clouds and night, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"Li Bai, I want to see if your talent for poetry is as amazing as you say......" The potter's blood was boiling, and he glanced at the soldiers in front of him, his eyes flashing with excitement and expectation.

Suddenly, the potter's eyes lit up.

He saw the change begin.

The originally tired soldiers in front of him, their sleepy faces, miraculously rekindled their fierce fighting spirit, and the weapons held in their hands were also raised high, showing their powerful strength.

The shouting became more and more intense, almost drowning out all the sounds in heaven and earth, and almost dispersing the yellow sand and dust above the head.

The potter felt the power, felt the surging blood, and he felt that more than 10,000 soldiers seemed to be stimulated with the potential of life, and they actually burst out with unprecedented new power.

"It worked, is this the magical ability of poetry......" The potter was overjoyed and couldn't help laughing.

And Li Bai, who was on the side, was also completely stunned at this time, stunned, and completely did not expect that his poem could have such a strong spiritual power and inspire the morale of the soldiers to such a point.

A few hundred steps away, Cao Cao was stunned and changed color.

"How could this be, the morale of the Wei army, why did it seem to be suddenly boosted? If you don't break Loulan, you won't pay it back? What the hell are they shouting? ”

Cao Cao was stunned and changed color, as if he saw the most incredible thing in the world, the originally exhausted Wei Jun actually relied on the kung fu of shouting a poem, and his potential was stimulated, and he burst out with unprecedented faith and strength.

Not only Cao Cao was stunned, but the Qin army that was charging in front of him was also shocked, and they were all shocked by the sudden change in the Wei army.

The tsunami-like shouts of the mountain overshadowed the rumbling war drums of the Qin army, shaking their hearts and making their fighting spirit hit by Ma Chao's betrayal even worse.

But they had no chance to retreat, and in the face of the Qin army's unprecedentedly high morale, they could only bite the bullet and rush forward.

In the blink of an eye, the Qin army had rushed to more than fifty steps.

The morale was already high, and the potter didn't need to hesitate at all, and waved the war knife in his hand towards the enemy, shouting: "Warriors of Great Wei, destroy Qin at this time, attack me on all fronts, and kill all the stubborn enemies to me!" ”

"Kill them all—"

"Kill them all—"

The earth-shattering roar of the beast shook like a tide, completely igniting the blood of the Great Wei soldiers.

Xiang Yu's horse was like a golden lightning, and he was the first to shoot out.

Luo Cheng killed!

Kill it in vain!

Wei Chi respectfully kills out!

Chen Qingzhi is killed!

Xu Huang kills out!

The elite generals of Great Wei no longer had any reservations, and all rushed out.

10,000 light cavalry soldiers burst into formation, carrying the loud sound of the sky and the earth cracking, rolling like a torrent, facing the enemy army and rolling away.

On the edge of the Gobi Desert, on the vast field, under the yellow sand in the sky, two surging tides rushed and rolled towards each other.

A few seconds later, the two torrents collided.

The screams, the neighing of horses, the sound of breaking, all kinds of miserable sounds suddenly sounded, and in an instant they overshadowed all the sounds of heaven and earth.

Hitting the first line, blood splashed up, converging into waves of blood in the sky, instantly dyeing half of the battlefield sky red.

Patches of soldiers were smashed to pieces by war horses, and patches of cavalry were pierced to the ground by foot soldiers and horses, and the field was instantly covered with corpses everywhere, staining a swamp of Shura blood.

The killing frenzy begins.

The soldiers on both sides of the enemy, on the battlefield within a radius of several miles, fight to the death, even if their hands are cut off, they will bite the other party to death.

No one dares to retreat, no matter whether they are friends or enemies, they all know that they have no way to retreat, and only by killing each other can they have any hope of life.

The fight continued, and soon reached a white fever.

The battlefield is separated by hundreds of steps from west to east, and the two big flags of the characters "Qin" and "Wei" are still facing each other in the wind.

Whether it was the potter or Cao Cao, in this dangerous decisive battle, he had reservations, and did not charge into the battle and went to the battlefield in person.

Under the banner of Zhaozhan, looking at the situation on the battlefield, the confidence on the face of the pottery merchant was becoming stronger and stronger, and he had faintly seen that the balance of victory was tilting towards his Great Wei.

A few hundred steps away, under the banner of the word "Qin", Cao Cao's brows were furrowed deeper and deeper, and the clouds on his face became heavier and heavier.

"How can this be, how can this be, is the destiny really not on me Cao Cao......" Cao Cao, who muttered to himself, his self-confidence was dissipating inch by inch.

Originally, in his assumption, although the Wei army was dominated by cavalry and had an advantage in impact power, it was physically exhausted and could not exert much combat effectiveness.

And on his side, although there are more than 3,000 soldiers and horses missing, the number of troops is still slightly superior, and they are all physically energetic, and there are more than 5,000 horsemen, compared with the Wei army, he still has a huge advantage.

Under normal circumstances, the two armies hedged against each other, and within a quarter of an hour, the weak and tired Wei army should be crushed.

He never imagined that the originally tired Wei army would suddenly explode in the moment before the battle, and it was like a miracle, overwhelming his own army in terms of physical strength and morale.

The two armies fought fiercely for an hour, and the fighting spirit of the Wei army continued unabated, but the fighting spirit of our own army became lower and lower, and gradually showed signs of defeat.

Finally, the Qin army couldn't hold it anymore.

The left-wing Cao Zhen's department, the first to be defeated, and the remnants of the Qin soldiers who collapsed their fighting spirit, threw away their armor and fled.

Immediately afterwards, the right flank also collapsed, and the enemy soldiers, who had lost their fighting spirit, dropped their battle flags and weapons, and fled with their heads in hiding.

The two wings collapsed, and the troops of Xiahou Yuan and Jiang Wei in the middle did not last long, and they also began to retreat.

As far as the eye can see, the Qin army on the entire battlefield is fleeing in all directions like ants that have collapsed their nests, ignoring the suppression and reprimands of the generals at all.

The Qin army retreated on all fronts.

"Defeated, this last battle, I have lost again! Could it be that if you really want the sky to die my Great Qin, and the sky will kill me Cao Cao!? ”

Cao Cao was looking up to the sky and screaming, and two lines of old tears overflowed from his eyes, rolling down his pale face.

Hundreds of Qin soldiers escaped from him, ignoring the life and death of him, the great Qin Emperor, and only caring about his own escape.

In the eyes of these defeated soldiers, the Qin State is over, and the so-called Son of Heaven is no longer important, and only by saving his life is the only thought in their hearts now.

Cao Cao immediately fell into the flow of defeated soldiers, saddened, and depressed, as if his heart was dead, waiting for the moment when the sword and axe were added and the head fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty, the enemy's combat strength is too strong, we can't withstand it, let's withdraw quickly." Cao Zhen, who had fled back, shouted.

"Withdraw?" Cao Cao cried and laughed, and sighed self-deprecatingly: "The last soldiers and horses have been destroyed, where else can you let me escape, do you want to flee to the lonely city of Dunhuang, waiting to be surrounded by pottery thieves, and he will break into the city and humiliate me?" ”

Cao Zhen's expression moved, he knew that Cao Cao had lost confidence and planned to end his life in this chaotic army.

"Your Majesty......" Fa Zheng on the side wanted to persuade something, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh bitterly and shake his head weakly.

After all, this is already the last frontier of the empire, they have no way back, and even Fazheng is close to despair, and there is no way to return to heaven.

"No matter what, I won't let Your Majesty die here!" Cao Zhen bit hard and shouted at Dian Wei: "Dian Wei, what are you still doing in a daze, quickly take Your Majesty away forcibly." ”

Dian Wei hesitated for a moment, and arched his hand: "Your Majesty, Wei has never violated His Majesty's will in his life, this time, forgive Wei for resisting the will, General Zidan is right, Wei must not let His Majesty die here." ”

With that, Dian Wei grabbed the reins of Cao Cao's horse and forcibly pulled him to flee westward.

"What are you doing, at this point, what's the point of struggling no matter what, it's better to let me die on the battlefield like a warrior......" Although Cao Cao didn't struggle, he used a self-deprecating tone, smiling bitterly and sighing, as if he had suddenly seen through the red dust.

Cao Zhen didn't care about anything, only rode with Dian Wei with more than 100 military guards, and forcibly escorted Cao Cao all the way to the west.

On the battlefield, Jiang Weixia, Hou Yuan and other Qin generals retreated one after another, and the remaining Qin army was killed by the Great Wei Iron Cavalry all the way, killing until the ghost cried wolf.

"Stand for me, whoever dares to retreat will not be spared!" In the chaotic army, the young general Cao Xiu was still shouting angrily, waving a big gun, and killing the rout who did not obey the order.

The slaughter could no longer suppress the morale of the army, and the defeated soldiers, ignoring his threats, still fled by his butcher's knife.

Cao Xiuhuan swept away this defeat, and his heart swelled up with unprecedented sadness, and he shouted angrily: "God, what mistake did my Cao clan make, why did you do this to us, why!?" ”

Just when Cao Xiu asked the sky angrily, directly in front of him, Xu Huang had already killed his horse, pointed at Cao Xiu with the battle axe in his hand, and shouted: "Cao Xiu, the general trend has gone, the Qin State has been destroyed, you still don't get off the horse and surrender!" ”