The Xiahou brothers were not happy all the way, first from Luoyang to Zhang Liao, in the court to lose face, and now all the way east for hundreds of miles, across the erosion of water, over the mountains, only in the evening to arrive at the Tongguan battlefield. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The remnant sun was about to disappear to the west of Tongguan, but there was still a faint light left between heaven and earth, allowing them to see the battlefield full of corpses.

There were scavenging birds hovering in the sky, and there was still a earth-shattering shout on the close, Xiahoudun and his brothers stopped at each other, looked at each other and smiled: "Zhang Wenyuan has made a lot of effort, this battle is bound to win!" ”

The troops marched to the bottom of Tongguan, and the battle was carried out to such a situation in a few hours...... The leaders are all battle-hardened generals, how can they not see the strangeness on this battlefield?

More than 10,000 steps east of Tongguan, there are traces of casualties of Han soldiers, the most tragic battle broke out in the eighteen miles under the pass, that is, the distance of 7,000 steps, a large area of Liangguo Iron Cavalry broke here, the heavy armor made it difficult for the ownerless war horse to load, even if it was not dead, it was crushed to the ground.

Although there were many sergeants dressed in red Han armor on the ground, everyone could see that the battle line had been advancing westward.

Small battles serve strategy, strategy serves big wars, and everything in war is for politics.

Now that the war has begun, no one is looking at the number of casualties, but on whether the strategic mission can be accomplished.

Xiahou Yuan looked at the head of the city, snorted lightly, and praised Zhang Liao, a rebel general from Bingzhou, for this advance, and said with the reins of his horse: "Brother, our people, let's also advance to the east and take the city pass!" ”

"It's okay, so as not to have too many dreams at night!"

In this battle, the biggest commander was Xiahoudun, who bowed his head lightly, and the whole army began to advance westward. The order reached the ears of every soldier layer by layer, and the army marched through the bloody battlefield and marched towards Tongguan in the west.

The elite of an army depends largely on how good it is to fight. Liangzhou pursues the tradition since ancient times, the vanguard will be brave, and the sergeant will be brave, so the vanguard in the army is filled by the fierce general.

And the soldiers and horses of the imperial court are now respected by the Yanzhou army.

Since Cao Cao was the pastor of Yanzhou, the soldiers and horses of Yanzhou have experienced a series of battles, and the method of governing the army also has its own uniqueness.

Compared with the rule of man in the Liangzhou army, the Yanzhou army is more biased towards the legal system.

They don't need brave vanguard generals, they just need the general's head to be clear enough.

Cao Cao's "Infantry Battle Order" issued in Yanzhou has now spread to all the imperial court soldiers and horses, Zhongyun: If there is anyone who does not enter the army, the army commander will kill him; If there is a person who does not enter, even the chief will kill him; If anyone who does not enter, Du Bo will kill him.

And the Yanzhou Army's will to fight is derived from this.

Therefore, when fighting, it is the most neat!

Tongguan, the battle in the south and north of the city gradually stabilized, a cloud ladder was set up at the head of the city, and the corpses of both sides fell to the pass like rain, but the defenders of Liangguo had stabilized the situation, and no matter how brave the imperial soldiers and horses were, they could not take a step up to the city.

Even the most critical south of the city was forced down the foothills, and the ram outside the city gate was also burned by the fire oil of the defenders of Liangguo, and they could only rely on ladders to climb up.

Hua Xiong's eyes were always fixed on the battle below, and every impact of the two weak figures made him cry and his heart ached.

His son...... Can't come back.

There were fewer and fewer Liang soldiers fighting around, although their armor was stronger and their weapons sharper.

But they were chased and intercepted by the Han army in this small area under the city pass, in groups of three or five, there was always a sharp weapon that penetrated into the body through the place that the armor could not cover, and the fierce and fierce Liangguo people fell unwillingly one after another, and the last thing they saw was the enemy's dirty feet across their bodies, and the black and gray scavenging birds were selected in the sky.

If the battle is won, they will be burned to ashes according to the tradition of the Liang people, put in small wooden boxes and buried under Zhangshan; And if they lose...... It will be here, eaten by the birds.

After some time it falls back to the ground in another form, and it is silent in the earth.

Pain tormented Zhang Wenyuan all the time.

The pain was enough to make the most determined boy wail, but he never made a sound but snorting.

The ring knife in his hand swung at the hostile man again and again.

Until now, he didn't even know the name of that person.

"Surrender...... Don't kill! ”

There was no one from Liangguo around here, Zhang Liao, who was dragging his arms, stood in the middle with a bowed body, and on the left and right were the lines of the Han army with spears, surrounding the two of them in a circle, Hua Ye gasped, and his eyes stared at Zhang Liao...... His knee was cut by the ring knife, and he was no longer able to support his body, but even though Hua Ye was already kneeling on the ground at this time, his hands were still holding the spear.

His proud head never hung down!

The Han soldiers around raised their spears and shouted: "Surrender or kill!" ...... "Surrender or kill!" ...... "Surrender or kill!" ”

Hua Ye turned a deaf ear, and the spear was still pointed in Zhang Liao's direction.

Blood flowed down his forehead, and the blood on his face had congealed, but it was soon soaked again.

At this time, it was not only those enemies, but also those Han troops who wanted Huaye to surrender...... Zhang Liao didn't want to kill such an enemy with his own hands.

This person has spent his life explaining the world, what is bravery?

This is really a desperate situation, the people of Liangguo outside the pass have all been chopped down by the ring knife, the defenders of the city no longer throw rat bogeys, arrows are poured down wave after wave, the Han army soldiers and horses are wrapped in Huaye and withdraw to the east for a stone, but the sound of surrender and non-killing has never stopped.

No one can imagine how much such an environment can cause Hua Ye to be in his heart.

This is the first time since the founding of the Great Liang that Yu's 5,000 troops and horses have been completely defeated...... This is not a defeat, a fight to the last pawn.

The complete battle formation with bows and crossbow infantry was completely killed by the Han army under this Tong Pass.

Hua Ye looked around left and right, there was not a single close face in his eyes, his body was surrounded by hundreds of spears close at hand, and with the cry of 'those who descend will not kill', those spears approached step by step.

There was no way back for him.

Hua Xiong watched the defeat of his only son at the head of the city, and the whole army was chased and intercepted by the enemy army like locusts, watching a heart-rending battle of trapped beasts.

The Chinese character banner in the distance is getting closer and closer, bringing the sound of a large group of people marching.

Hua Xiong couldn't bear to look at it anymore, he even really hoped that Ye'er would surrender now...... Come down.

"General! Checkmate! Zuo Fengling Pei Taishou came to help, and the vanguard sergeant has arrived in Kansai and asked for a switch! ”

The guards of the city rushed to the city, Hua Xiong did not look back, but just ordered the soldiers to switch on, his eyes looked at the Han army in the distance, and roughly estimated that the number of soldiers and horses would not be less than 40,000...... How many lives will be devoured in this city?

"Whole iron cavalry, go down to the city and prepare horses!"

Tongguan West Gate opened, a row of fierce Liangguo soldiers and horses entered the customs, high-headed horses, wearing neat Liangguo light armor Pei Juan will be held under the ribs, wearing a general's sword on his waist He is particularly heroic, he is in the prime of life He has less frivolity when he was a teenager, no one knows what kind of impact his brother Pei Huike's death in Xuzhou had on his life, but many people understand that he may have been missing a piece from that time.

This gap is not the smile that always wore on the face.

Pei Juan glanced at the iron cavalry of the Liangguo State who were fully armed under Tongguan, almost blocking the passage in the pass, frowning expressionlessly, Pei Juan raised a hand, ordered the soldiers behind him to stop, turned over and got off the horseback, walked quickly through the iron cavalry of the defenders of Tongguan, and climbed to the top of the city.

The Hua Xiong he saw was much older than when Tongguan changed guards two months ago, and the pale-haired Liangzhou Meng now clasped his fingers on the city stomping, and he didn't know for decades that this famous killer would reveal his true feelings, but at this time Pei Juan saw the tears on Hua Xiong's face.

Hua Xiong didn't turn his head, his words were full of regret and sorrow, but there was still a trace of approval, so he cried proudly and said: "That's Hua's son!" ”

Pei Wan's open mouth was fixed on his face, and the words he wanted to say were stuffed back into his throat, and he saw that outside the place of closing an arrow, in the infantry formation surrounded by the spears of the Han army, a young general of the Liang Kingdom was covered in blood, and a spear was still waving freely.

There is no retreat, and there is no avoidance.

Pei Wan's mouth moved a few times, he wanted to ask what those iron horsemen under the city were doing and why they were blocking the road.

Now he doesn't want to ask.

"General Hua, this city pass will be handed over to you!" Pei Wan's face was full of solemnity, watching Hua Xiong turn around and leave without hesitation, and suddenly grabbed the old general's arm armor again, and said softly: "Old general, if Pei Mou had the same opportunity on the battlefield in Xuzhou a year ago, he would also be willing to give everything in exchange for his brother's life...... But old general, you must come back alive. ”

Hua Xiong didn't respond, just said: "Go out, the door won't open." ”

"The old general rescued the son, please return it immediately, Pei will open the door." Pei Juan then thought about it, took out a scroll of letters from his arms and said: "King Liang's edict, Tongguan can be lost, and the general can't die!" ”

Hua Xiong's old face twitched twice, he only felt that his nose was a little sour, pursed his lips and lifted the long knife next to him, clenched his fists and said, "King Liang treats me Hua not thinly." ”

After that, Hua Xiong put on armor and went down to the city, turned on the war horse, and ordered more than 3,000 iron cavalry under the city to open the city and leave the pass.

Those spears are getting closer and closer, and the tsunami-like 'those who descend don't kill' are getting closer and closer, and in Hua Ye's ears, he only feels noise, and there is only monstrous hatred in his heart.

Why...... Why is my body running out of strength?

"Those who descend will not be killed!"

Hua Ye really couldn't move, and those spears were already against his throat.

At this time, he smiled instead.

"No surrender!"

Don't surrender!

As if with all his strength, he shouted out such a sentence, which could be heard clearly even hundreds of steps away, and the three words that smashed into the hearts of everyone on the battlefield, even suppressed the cries of those who shouted that those who surrendered would not be killed.

With this shout, Hua Ye used the only little strength left in his body, with the weakest neck, to hit the blade that was behind the back.

Don't surrender!