"Stop these dead fat people!"

"Auntie! The child is not filial! Kill! ”

"There is no one in the old nine families!"

Blood splattered, bodies scattered, stumps and broken arms fell everywhere on the battlefield, a corpse in three steps, a head in five steps, people were red-eyed, as long as the clothes of different colors, as long as the other party was still moving, they would stab and stab.

When a recruit falls, a group of recruits kills up, falls down again, and kills again.

Standing on a high platform and commanding the whole battle, he was worried that the fire in the middle was about to be extinguished, and the sky was about to get dark, and if the enemy attacked the middle with all his strength, he was afraid that the battle would be lost.

"Report! The whole of the seventh regiment serves the country! The commander Chen Qing was killed in battle. ”

"Report! The Yongzhou army died in battle to serve the country, and the Yongzhou guard general Wu Changxun died in battle. ”

"Report! General Ding Deman has served the country! ”

"Report! General Han Dehu, die! ”

Hearing that his righteous son and his subordinates had died one after another, Dushan Bo couldn't care about grief, at this moment he was more concerned about the battle situation, whether he could break through the enemy's right flank. Their purpose in attacking the Tartar herdsmen was to place the enemy's main force on the left flank, and then attack the Uhuan and Uzi with all their might. Dushanbo was not worried about the Uzi, but he was very jealous of the Uhuan, and as long as he defeated the Uhuan, the enemy's strength would be cut by half.

But unfortunately, the Wuhuan people's will to fight is very strong, and the right flank of the Han army has never been able to conquer it.

"Is God going to kill me?" Du Shanbo muttered to himself.

"Report! The commander of the right wing, General Rosho, was killed. ”

Du Shanbo stumbled and almost fell to the ground, he couldn't help but burst into tears, and said, "Is he dead too?" ”

"Marshal, General Luo continued to command the battle after being shot by the arrow, and finally died of blood." The herald cried, "Now the battle continues under the command of Ximenlie, the commander of the Suzaku Army. ”

"Got it, go ahead." Uncle Du sighed.

In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are useless, if it is 20,000 people against 20,000 people, they can use all kinds of tricks and tactics, but the battle of the total strength of the two sides is as high as 600,000 people, it can only depend on whose willpower and combat effectiveness. In the Holy Han Empire, the most capable of fighting a tough battle is Dushanbo, but even if Dushanbo has exhausted all kinds of methods, he feels powerless at this time.

The left flank was slow to conquer the enemy, but the commander was killed first, the right flank was already at the end of the crossbow, and the bluff in the middle hindered the enemy at the cost of setting fire to himself, but a lack of strength is a lack of strength, even if they have a lot of tricks, what can they do?

Some of the officers deliberated on where to take the next step in interdiction and where to gather the rout if the battle was lost.

"Dashuai, the casualties are too heavy." Ouyang Hong said, "Withdraw the troops, wait for reinforcements in Datong Mansion." ”

"I'm right here." "If the Rakshasas can come over, I'll wait for them to take off my head." ”

"Dashuai, you can't do this, the empire needs you, you can't die in Liangheling like Luo Xiu." Ouyang Hong hurriedly persuaded, "The enemy army is strong, and temporarily avoiding its edge is not cowardice, but a kind of forbearance. ”

Du Shanbo refused: "I have never retreated in my life, and I would rather die than retreat." ”

"But—"

Du Shanbo waved his hand, looked at the sky, everyone had been killed all day, and now was the most critical moment of the competition for perseverance, he could not retreat, let alone fall.

"Holy Han! Years! Kill! ”

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from behind, Du Shanbo looked back, only to see a cavalry from the direction of Datong Mansion, according to his experience, this cavalry has more than 3,000 people, I don't know where it came from. Then, he saw a strange flag, a skull flag, instead of a military flag with a man written on it.

"Who is this?" Dushanbo asked.

Ouyang Hong didn't know where this team came from, he immediately sent someone to inquire, and the other party came very quickly. After they arrived at the rear army, they did not stop, and immediately went to reinforce the right flank that was beginning to loosen, leaving only a young soldier and said: "The twenty-fifth regiment of the Qinglong Army, the starry night is galloping away. ”

"Twenty-fifth regiment?" Du Shanbo frowned and said, "Isn't it long gone?" Didn't he die in battle under the earthen city of Saibei? ”

The soldier replied, "The Central Commander has rebuilt the Blue Dragon Army, and organized a hundred thousand troops to come to help, the first to come is the 25th Regiment, and the leader is the evil general Hu Li. ”

Dushan Bo never expected that Zhang Xiaowu's people would come to support him so quickly, this is Zhang Xiaowu's descendant, and he is the elite of the descendant. Then thinking that Zhang Xiaowu had sorted out an army of 100,000, he felt more stable in his heart, it seemed that he had persisted for twelve days, and finally waited for reinforcements, and finally won a buffer time for the Central Plains people.

As soon as he thought of this, Du Shanbo suddenly felt that the world was spinning, Ouyang Hong immediately supported him, and hurriedly said, "Dashuai, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm happy." Dushan Bo said.

"Then you can take a break."

"No, I'm going to stand on this platform and watch them."

"It's so cold in here, your grade—"

"I must stand here and watch everyone win. ”

"Holy Han!"

"Ten thousand years—"

Although the cavalry led by Hu Li was only 3,000 people, it could not turn the tide of the entire battle, but for the soldiers on both sides who had been fighting all day, it was tantamount to the most powerful force. They used their horses to knock away the Wuhuan soldiers and Uzi soldiers one by one, and rescued the besieged Han army, and behind them, the Han soldiers quickly assembled and re-twisted into a powerful force. This cavalry force of 3,000 men played a role in turning the tide of the battle, and in an instant, the right flank became a powerful change in the direction of the Han army.

However, Arkaki then assembled five hundred death squads, armed with huge shields, and charged at Hu Li's cavalry with their lives and bodies, halting their speed. Hu Li's cavalry had to get caught in a melee with the Rakshasas, and he wanted to lead the cavalry to distance themselves, restart their speed, and use the impact of their horses to destroy the enemy, but the Rakshasas seemed to be very difficult, and they didn't give Hu Li a chance.

This made Hu Li fight very awkwardly, this is not a normal tactic of cavalry, but after all, he has never commanded a battle of more than 10,000 people, nor has he encountered a nation like Rakshasa who is not afraid of death, so that all his cavalry tactics cannot be used, they can only rely on more physical strength than the other party to continue fighting.

"Bastard!" Hu Li felt depressed after killing two people in a row, but he didn't expect that instead of breaking the deadlock, he became a member of the melee. At this time, it was already dark, and according to the usual practice, everyone should quickly give up the battle and withdraw to their own camp, but now hundreds of thousands of people are fighting together, everyone can only grit their teeth and insist on killing, but fortunately, the moon is shining tonight, and people can see the opponent and comrades clearly, so this massacre lasted until the next morning.