At the same time that the pottery merchants defeated Lü Bu and obtained the Red Rabbit Horse, the soldiers and horses of the Xiliang army, which was responsible for protecting Dong Zhuo, also launched an ending battle with the pursuing army of Yuan Shao and Cao Cao in front of Hangu Pass.

Although Dong Zhuo was seriously ill, he could also arrange the arrangement, he ordered the suspicious soldiers to be divided into several units and retreated, but his strategy and routine had already been seen through by the military god Emperor Fu Song.

Huangfu Song immediately showed Dong Zhuo's plan to Yuan Shao, and told Yuan Shao that the soldiers and horses who protected Dong Zhuo's retreat would definitely go to Hangu Pass.

Therefore, the soldiers and horses of Yuan and Cao will concentrate their key forces on this road to pursue the Liang army in Hangu Guanxi.

Under the Hangu Pass, the wolf smoke rose to the sky, and the anger was all over the wild.

Dong Zhuo's soldiers and horses also included some of the men and horses who transported the baggage, and in order to completely destroy the baggage, Yuan and Cao's soldiers and horses shot at the arrows of those baggage, all of which were rockets.

For a moment, part of the baggage was burned, and the red light lit up half of the sky.

In the battlefield, the shouts of people, the neighing of horses, the crying sounds, the wailing sounds, the sound of weapons colliding, and the screams of people when they are dying, are loud and chaotic.

Under the light of the fire and the bright sun, it can be clearly seen that countless soldiers on both sides are wielding their weapons and slashing and slaughtering the enemy in front of them.

With the scramble, people kept falling.

In this pursuit, Huangfu Song ignored the opposition of the pottery merchants, and insisted on following Yuan Shao and Cao Cao's headquarters to pursue Dong Zhuo at Hangu Pass.

In the face of the stubborn Huangfu Song, the potter was helpless, he could only let Xu Chu lead a part of the Tiger Guards to accompany him, and carefully protect the safety of Huangfu Song.

At this time, Yuan Shao and Cao Cao led the generals under their command to command the battle in the Chinese army, while Huangfu Song was in the rear, looking weakly at the battle array ahead.

Sun, war, blood and sand...... I don't know how many times I have experienced such a fierce battle in my life.

However, today's battle may be the last battle in his life.

The only regret in Huangfu Song's heart was that in this final battle, he couldn't personally lift the three-foot long sword again and slash the enemy's head...... Be loyal to your country and avenge yourself.

Huangfu Song looked up at the sky.

The spring breeze blows the flames of war that are burning, and even if it is daylight, it also shows a strange gloom.

And after a short time, this gale was accompanied by a torrential rain, a heavy rain without warning.

It was still a sunny day, and at this moment it suddenly turned into a torrential rain, and it was not known if it was not deep in the sky.

But it is clear that the god of war is in the heavens.

Huangfu Song greeted the rain, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked a smile.

Even if this battle is not won, it must not be defeated.

While thinking about it, Huangfu Song felt the ground under his feet begin to tremble slightly.

Immediately afterward, from outside the enemy's flank camp, about six or seven miles away on the plain, a cavalry suddenly appeared.

Immediately, the cavalrymen raised their swords or spears, let out earth-shattering shouts and kills, and rushed towards the battle formation where Yuan Cao was.

Feeling the tremor of the ground under his feet, Huangfu Song's breath was also suffocated, and then he sighed: "It's finally here......"

Xu Chu stood behind Huang Fu Song, not understanding what he was muttering, but suddenly, he saw Huang Fu Song's body slowly falling backwards in the rain......

"Huangfu Zhongcheng!" Xu Chu yelled and hurriedly ran up to support him.

At the beginning, the speed of Xiliang Iron Riding was still very fast, like a black dragon, rolling in billowing smoke and dust, like thunder.

The riding skills of any of those Xiliang Iron Cavalry are far superior to ordinary cavalry, and it can be said that the riding skills of ordinary soldiers of Xiliang Iron Cavalry are enough to be compared with the hundred generals of the Kwantung princes.

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry shouted, carrying the wind and wrapped in electricity, this powerful deterrent force made any person's heart tremble.

They are not an army, but a wave of sea tide that rushes up to the sky, leaving the enemy with nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, only to be swept into the bottomless abyss by it.

However, no matter how heavy the murderous spirit of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry is and how fierce the offensive is, under this pouring rain, they will not be able to give full play to their own expertise, because they have already entered the trap of the Great Han Army God.

In an instant, among the galloping iron horsemen, the front legs of the cavalry suddenly became short, and they had rushed into the rain-soaked mire.

And this situation is not an exception, the deep mud infected by the heavy rain restricts the running of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, and because the mud is soft and slippery, some cavalry even flew out of the horse because of the sudden stop of the war horse, fell far away from two feet, and got up with all their might.

Some of them fell to the ground with their men and horses, struggling for their lives on the mud, while others were eager to pull their horses up from the mud they had slipped, but because the situation was so sudden, there was no way to reverse the panic in front of them for a while.

The front army changed, some of the rear army could stop, some couldn't stop, and they wanted to stop or bypass, which was more powerful than climbing to the sky - the iron cavalry in front fell, and the back rushed straight through them, so it caused greater chaos to the cavalry formation of the Xiliang army.

In an instant, the screams, the screams of sorrow, and the neighing of the war horses were set off one after another in the cavalry array.

In this case, it is like a pot of boiling water boiling an excessive amount of dumplings, and the Xiliang Iron Riders are entangled with each other, pulling, crowded, and inseparable.

For the two armies of Yuan and Cao, who were good at dealing with cavalry, the cavalry that lost its speed was no longer cavalry.

"Drum attack!"

Koji Yi gave a loud order, and Zhuo ordered the three armies to take the opportunity to attack and kill the Xiliang cavalry......

"Ahem, ahem!"

Huangfu Song was lying in Xu Chu's arms, facing the raindrops falling on his head, the color of his eyes seemed to be gradually becoming darker, and the breath in his mouth became heavier than one mouthful.

Xu Chu used his body and cloak to try to shield Huangfu Song from the heavy rain, for fear that the rain would fall on this old man's body.

But it's still a drop in the bucket.

This straightforward and indomitable tiger idiot and reckless man on the battlefield, looking at Huangfu Song, whose life was rapidly dissipating in his arms, large tears began to flow from his cheeks, mixed with the tears flowing on his face, and he couldn't distinguish them at all.

Xu Chu and Huangfu Song have also had a friendship for several years, starting from the battle against the Yellow Turban in Baibo Valley, Xu Chu admired the skills and temperament of this old man.

At this moment, if there is any way to save Huangfu Song's life, Xu Chu will definitely do it without hesitation, even if it is to go to the soup and fire, he will not give up!

However, now, this invincible general on the battlefield can only be as weak as a child at this moment, watching the old man gradually disappear in his arms.

Xu Chu wanted to cry, but he could only let the tears flow uncontrollably. He wanted to shout, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the bitter wind poured into his mouth, making him unable to make a sound.

Huangfu Song's breathing became heavier and heavier, he coughed twice, and some blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Xu Chu hurriedly wiped the blood on the corner of Huangfu Song's mouth, and said in a panic: "Huangfu Zhongcheng, a certain family carries you back to the camp and asks a medical officer to treat you!" ”

Huangfu Song shook his head slightly, he grabbed Xu Chu's hand and wanted to drag him to straighten up, but he found that he had reached the point where the oil ran out, and even such a slight movement had become extremely difficult.

But the strange thing is that at the last moment of his life, Huangfu Song did not have any fear and sorrow.

The light in his eyes became kind, and he gasped, "Zhongkang...... How is Xiliang Tieqi at the moment? ”

Xu Chu turned his head to look at the battlefield, and then said to Huangfu Song with a sob: "Zhongcheng uses soldiers like a god, knows the heavenly opportunity, and it is considered to be a heavy rain today, and it is difficult for Xiliang Tieqi to exert his full strength in this place full of sand and mud...... Zhongcheng, don't talk about this yet, let someone carry you back to the camp to find a doctor! ”

Huangfu Song shook his head lightly and sighed: "Zhongkang, listen to me, the old man's limit is approaching, and it is difficult to save any miracle doctor...... The old man has a few words, I bother you to bring them to my apprentice, you must remember them well. ”

Xu Chu nodded heavily: "I must remember!" ”

Huangfu Song nodded with satisfaction and said: "In this life, the old man has fought in all directions and pacified the Yellow Turban Rebellion for the imperial court...... Zidu is the only disciple that the old man accepted in his later years, this child's ability and heart, the old man is not worried, but if there is chaos today, the princes rise together, even if Dong Zhuo dies, but the disputes in the world will not stop, this old man sees it very clearly...... told Zidu that if he can do great things in the future, he must not follow the old man's old path, kill too much, cultivate more virtues, and care about people's livelihood...... He is a good boy, in the past three years of knowing him, Zidu has never disappointed the old man, the old man will not be mistaken, this is the important task of appeasing the world, he deserves ......"

At that moment, Xu Chu cried bitterly, and he couldn't help himself: "Zhongcheng ......"

Huangfu Song showed the last trace of a smile, his eyes looked at the rainy sky tightly, and muttered to himself: "Tell him that the old man's funeral will be simple, and the period of filial piety should not exceed three days, and the national affairs cannot be delayed because the old man is alone...... Doing good deeds and realizing the right path, the achievements of my apprentice will surpass the old man sooner or later...... It's a pity that the old man can't see that day, can't see ......"

He stretched out his palm tremblingly, and the void went to grasp the raindrops in the sky, and suddenly, his movements stopped instantly.

Huangfu Song's hand froze in mid-air, and then slowly fell, falling beside him, with a relaxed smile on his lips, but those deep eyes had been closed and would never be opened again.

The mournful howl is like a complaint, and the mountain rain whimpers.

The wind horn, the moon is like a hook.

Alack! But I'm the Emperor.