Chapter 130: The Last Stand
The resolute battle intent, like a thunderstorm in the nine heavens, roared in the lobby, shocking people's hearts. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The generals present were all enthusiastic, silent for a long time, and endured for a long time, and today, finally waited for the words of the potter.
Only Chen Ping, but his brows were slightly condensed, and the drunkenness on his face was completely gone.
Even, he was a little surprised.
He has always been lazy, and for the first time in his life, a trace of surprise appeared on his face.
Lu Bu's number of troops is comparable to theirs, and theoretically it may not be impossible to fight, but don't forget that Lu Bu still has the terrifying killer weapon of trapping the camp.
Chen Ping choked on a few sips of wine, didn't care about wiping the wine stains off the corners of his mouth, and shook his head at the potter again and again, suggesting that he had withdrawn his life.
The potter turned a blind eye and shouted: "Lao Tzu has finished speaking, don't you want to get out of here, and you want to be divided by the five horses!" β
The entourage was about to be scared to pee, where did they dare to hesitate for a moment, so frightened that they almost peed their pants, and crawled out of the lobby.
The enthusiastic generals all dispersed, and even Hua Mulan went to train the pro-soldiers to prepare for tomorrow's decisive battle.
Seeing that there was no one else in the hall, Chen Ping came close and whispered: "I said my lord, Lu Bu wants to dig your father's grave, this trick is indeed enough to damage, but he is obviously agitating the method, and the lord guild will not be impulsive." β
The potter snorted coldly, "You also said that Lu Bu wants to dig my ancestral grave, if I don't fight at this point, do you want to make the world laugh at me?" β
"However, there is a trap camp under Lu Bu, that thing is really powerful, how does the lord plan to break the trapping camp?" Chen Pinghu asked suspiciously.
"Of course, it is to line up behind the city, destroy the trapped camp head-on, and then crush Lu Bu's main force in one fell swoop!" The potter's answer was so crisp that he didn't seem to have put the trapped camp in the deed at all.
Chen Ping's expression was shocked again, and his face couldn't help but become more worried.
Seeing that the potter was so confident, he thought that he was planning to make some surprise attack, but he didn't expect that the potter planned to collide head-on with Lu Bujun and the trapped camp in the wilderness outside the city.
This is hitting the muzzle of the trapped camp, and it is right in Lu Bu's arms.
Chen Ping frowned, and had to continue to persuade: "Lord, it's not easy to mess with the camp, there is little hope for a head-on confrontation, please calm down." β
The potter smiled confidently, "Drunkard, you don't have to persuade me anymore, I have made up my mind, and I will fight to the death with Lu Bu tomorrow." β
Seeing that the potter was so resolute, Chen Ping knew that it would be useless to persuade him again, so he could only secretly shake his head and sigh, and muttered: "It seems that I have to drink the rest of the Ganjia wine quickly, and after tomorrow, I don't know if there is a chance to drink it again......"
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The next day, the day passed by mid-heaven.
The 12,000-strong Lu army, like a wild beast out of a cage, gathered north of the camp, forming large and small military formations, carrying a bloody murderous aura, approaching Tancheng.
The big banner of the word "Lu" fluttered in the sun.
Lu Bu was wearing Xuan armor, sitting on his crotch like a red rabbit, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd, and he was domineering in defiance of the world.
In his dark crystal-like eagle eyes, the slightest flame was burning more and more, as if the anger he had accumulated for a long time was going to be completely released in today's battle.
After so many days of challenge, the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the potter was scolded, and even threatened to dig his father's grave, which finally angered the boy and successfully lured him out of the city for a decisive battle.
There is no need to worry about the shortage of food and grass, since the potter has been tricked, then use the trap camp to open the way, annihilate him in this battle in one fell swoop, and take Xuzhou City completely in my hands.
Today is the time to put an end to everything.
"Master, the potter is treacherous, he knows that we are trapped, and he dares to go out of the city to fight with us, but he is afraid that there is fraud in it, and he must beware of it." Behind him, Zhang Liao reminded in a low voice.
"Wen Yuan, if your ancestral grave is going to be dug up by the enemy, can you still hold back?" Lu Bu didn't talk nonsense, only sneered and asked rhetorically.
Zhang Liao was stunned for a moment, and his speech was sluggish for a while.
The father's grave was dug up, and such a great humiliation seemed to be unbearable, and the potter was forced to fight, which seemed to make sense.
Lu Lingji on the other side, Sakuraguchi pouted, and said sarcastically: "What if the potters have treacherous schemes, in front of our trapped camp, any conspiracy and trickery are useless, and they will all be crushed, Uncle Wen Yuan, today is the time for us to wash the snow and defeat last time, the potter's head is mine, you must not rob me." β
Lu Lingji's words were so confident, even a little crazy, as if killing the potters in this battle was determined to win.
However, although her words are crazy, they are not unreasonable, Zhang Liao knows the power of the trapped camp, he really can't think of what the potter can use to block the invincible offensive of the trapped camp.
Although he was a little worried in his heart, under the self-confidence of the Lu father and daughter, Zhang Liao's heart gradually calmed down and stopped saying anything.
The huge military array slowly moved forward, and a thousand steps away, the banner of the Tao army came into view.
At this time, the potter was wearing silver armor, holding a sword, and sitting on a horse with a relaxed face.
10,000 Tao troops, lined up with their backs to the city, and put on a posture of fighting to the death.
When the overwhelming huge enemy formation, like a steel monster, slowly crashed into the eyes, these soldiers behind the potter were secretly tensed.
The picture of the defeat in the first battle of Yishui is still vivid, and the shadow still hangs in the hearts of the soldiers and lingers.
Now that they meet Lu Jun again, most of the soldiers can not be a little jealous in their hearts.
The potter's heroic face was light and light, and there was no trace of jealousy.
"Lu Bu, you have scolded my ancestors for the eighteenth generation, and today, it should be time for you to know how to write a typo......" The corners of the potter's mouth quietly appeared with a hint of murderous intent.
"Blow the horn, Gao Shun led the camp to open the way, the whole army pressed on, and killed the potters in one fell swoop!" LΓΌ Bu quickly gave the order for a general attack, and he couldn't wait to take the potter's head.
The long trumpet sounded, and the earth began to tremble.
The 10,000 Lu army roared, taking neat and heavy steps, and began to advance steadily towards the pottery merchant army.
Ahead, a thousand trapped camps led by Gao Shun formed a tortoiseshell array, like a thousand steel hedgehogs, opening the way.
The invincible monster, breathing and walking almost in unison, a thousand people seemed to have the same thoughts, unified to the same, and with each step, the earth trembled, roared, roared and came slowly.
The soldiers of the Tao army, their nerves immediately tensed, and the palms of the weapons were soaked with sweat in a blink of an eye.
The potter could even hear their frantic heartbeats, or the thick ox-like gasps, and he knew that it was the nervousness that was spreading in the hearts of the soldiers.
In the previous battle of Yishui, they witnessed the horror of the trapped camp, and they still have lingering palpitations, and now the terrible monster of the trapped camp has appeared in front of them again, and it is strange that they are not panicking.
The potter was as steady as Mount Tai, he didn't even frown, so calm that even his wife Hua Mulan felt a little surprised.
The potter's calmness and calmness certainly made Mulan feel at ease, but it also added to her suspicions.
Although she was angry at what Lu Bu had done and wanted to fight to the death with him, she knew very well the strength of being trapped in the camp, and she knew that this battle was extremely dangerous, and she was ready to fight and die side by side with her husband.
But she couldn't figure out why her husband was so confident, as if everything was under his control.
She noticed that in today's game, their formation changed a little.
At the front of the military formation, there were objects covered with linen, nearly thirty of them, large and small.
These objects were covered from beginning to end, mysterious and mysterious, and the potter had told him in advance that these were his weapons to destroy the enemy.
Hua Mulan couldn't guess what kind of powerful weapon could break through the super strong tortoiseshell formation of the trapped camp.
In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two armies was no more than 400 steps.
The Tao army formation was a typical defensive formation, with sword and shield men in front, halberdiers and crossbows following behind, and 500 cavalry on the flanks.
In the previous battle of Yishui, although defeated, there was a fire trench dug in advance to block Lu Bu's pursuers, and the terrain behind the road was flat, which was conducive to the rapid retreat of thousands of troops and horses.
Now, the potters have lost their former advantage.
Behind him is a moat several zhang wide, only a drawbridge can pass, once the defeat is lost, more than 10,000 people have to swarm across the drawbridge, and then squeeze into the narrow city gate, before they can escape into Tancheng.
At that time, Lu Bu's army could be crushed behind, and easily rush before they retreated into the city gate, and wiped them all out.
In this battle, only victory, not defeat, the potter has no way out.
The 10,000 Tao soldiers also knew very well that their lord was following Han Xin's example, breaking the cauldron and fighting against the water, and they had no room to retreat, only to summon up the courage to fight to the death with the approaching enemy.
In the blink of an eye, the Lu army advanced to two hundred steps.
The potter sighed softly, turned his gaze to a young man beside him, and raised his hand: "The distance is almost the same, Lu Ban, it's time for you to show your skills." β