The battle flag fluttered high, and Chen Cheng took the lead into the battlefield. A huge wave of sound rushed towards him, and the shouts around him and the sound of steel colliding seemed to suddenly increase several times. In this environment, the pores of the whole body seem to be dilated, as if eating ginseng fruit, and the feeling of comfort fills every muscle in the body.

The fiery red war horse galloped, and Fang Tian's halberd slashed in an arc, striking an enemy with his back to him. Although he was just a miscellaneous soldier, the moment the halberd's crescent moon cut through the steel and tore the flesh, there was still a tremor in his heart.

That's how it feels!

Kill your enemies, tear their bodies apart, and splatter blood everywhere!

Chen Cheng roared loudly, "Who dares to fight me?" ”

Thousands of cavalry slashed through the cloth like sharp blades. Cleared the chaotic battlefield into a flesh-strewn passage. Chen Cheng wielded Fang Tian's halberd and killed Dong Zhuojun to the ground. Just as he kept roaring, someone suddenly shouted, "I'll kill you!" ”

But it was a strong general of Dong Zhuojun, who saw Chen Cheng rushing left and right, as if entering a no-man's land, his heart was partial, so he jumped his horse and raised his gun, rushed forward, and wanted to assassinate the thief leader of the Xiliang army. This cavalry general was very smart, and knew that his strength was not as great as that of the enemy general (seeing those stumps that were cut everywhere, you could know how strong Chen Cheng was), so he did not rush up brainlessly, but went around in a small circle and launched a surprise attack from Chen Cheng's left rear.

Chen Cheng rushed too fast, and separated from the guards and the flying bear hussars for some distance, and it was Dong Zhuojun's cavalry that smoothly moved to the best position, and then roared loudly, shouting: "I'll kill you!" ”

Before the words fell, the spear had already pierced out like a poisonous snake.

The sound of the wind in the left rear protruded, and the sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air was muffled by loud shouts. Chen Cheng only felt excitement, but did not have the slightest fear. His body jerked backwards, and the world became a situation in his eyes where the earth was above and the sky was below.

When his waist seemed to be broken, Fang Tian's halberd was also retracted at the same time, stabbing backwards randomly.

The tip of the spear and the tip of the halberd collided violently, and the temperature of the place of collision rose rapidly, and within 0.001 seconds, the temperature increased dozens of times, and sparks sputtered out from the place where the steel collided. Chen Cheng's strength was even more powerful, and in front of Fang Tian's halberd, the spear bounced upward, but he reached out and grabbed it.

Chen Cheng straightened up on his horse's back and used his one hand to drag the enemy from his horse into the air.

The body suddenly flew up like a cloud, and the courage in the heart of Dong Zhuojun's rider was immediately thrown to Java. He grabbed the barrel of the gun with both hands, and was held in the air by Chen Cheng, and couldn't help but shout "wow". The people around him, whether enemies or allies, were all stunned by this situation, and the sound of fighting and shouting even stopped for a few seconds.

A few seconds later, Chen Cheng's left arm exerted force again and smashed the barrel of the gun down. The enemy, clinging to the barrel of the gun, was slapped to the ground with a dull sound, like a ripe watermelon bursting.

"Ahhh

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill them all!"

"For the pilot!"

"Who else?" Chen Cheng heard a strange shout, slowed down the speed of the war horse slightly, and yelled again: "Who dares to fight with me? ”

Within ten zhang in front of him, Dong Zhuojun avoided one after another, exposing Dong Yue, who was leading the reserve team to join the battlefield. Dong Yue is Dong Zhuo's clan, according to the most reliable idea of blood relatives in this era, Dong Yue's rights are similar to that of the general Hu Zhen, and he is a major figure in the summary of the state army.

Chen Cheng hadn't seen Dong Yue before, but it didn't matter if he hadn't seen it, as long as he saw the gorgeous armor on the other party's body, as long as he saw the battle flag fluttering behind the other party and those well-decorated positions, he could know that this was a big man. And in Chen Cheng's heart, the big man has enough weight for him to kill.

He is not picky about miscellaneous soldiers, but no matter how many miscellaneous soldiers he kills, how can he be happy in the future when he kills the enemy?

"That's you!"

Chen Cheng lifted the reins and rushed towards Dong Yue. He had already seen Wei Yue and the others rushing over desperately, so he didn't have to worry about being under siege!

The war horses galloped quickly on the noisy battlefield, and the knights on horseback had hideous and murderous faces. As soon as Dong Yue rushed into the battlefield, he saw the vicious enemy coming towards him, and he couldn't help but be frightened, and shouted in a panic: "Stop him!" ”

He had heard rumors that Chen Cheng was brave and unparalleled, but he only regarded it as Lu Bu. In Dong Yue's mind, Lu Bu was already the apex of a fierce general on the battlefield, but now what's going on? It's not the same as saying yes!

The pro-soldiers didn't need Dong Yue's order, they had already rushed forward with a shout. The light flashed like a practice, and four or five Dong Yue's personal soldiers screamed and fell off their horses.

"Gollum!"

Dong Yue swallowed hard, and his heart beat violently. He shouted, turned his horse's head, and ran backwards. Chen Cheng chased after him, killing more than a dozen enemies along the way, and finally caught up behind Dong Yue. Hearing the sound of horses' hooves behind him, Dong Yue cried bitterly in his heart. He is Dong Zhuo's brother, and his martial arts are not bad, but can he be the opponent of the kind of monster behind him?

But at this time, even if you know that you are not an opponent, what else can you do? He took off his spear and turned around to stab it. As soon as he turned around, the snow light illuminated his eyes. The exaggerated shape of Fang Tian's painting halberd easily cut off the spear, and then cut off Dong Yue's head.

The fiery red war horse ran fast, rushed forward for a distance of dozens of paces, and then stopped. "Gollum", who was forced to stop, was very dissatisfied. I just ran / up, but suddenly stopped, this is not a person.... Isn't it nice to let the horse? It kicked the ground, snorting several loud snorts.

The guards behind him killed Dong Zhuojun and rushed to the front. Someone jumped off the horse, stuck Dong Yue's head on the tip of the gun, and then shouted: "Dong thief is dead!" ”

Chen Chengjun's elite main force is less than 20,000 tooth soldiers, although Dong Zhuojun has more than 100,000, but his elite headquarters is only 20,000 or 30,000, and the rest are either miscellaneous soldiers used to fill the number, or mercenaries like the Huns. Dong Zhongying had just thrown the 10,000 elites who were crushing the formation to the central battlefield, and now he only had more than 10,000 reserves left in his hands.

After waiting for a while, the spies sent to the front galloped back desperately, with an arrow stuck in their backs. The spy rushed to Dong Zhuo and said breathlessly: "The enemy army has penetrated General Wang's battle formation and is attacking General Huaxiong's own formation!" ”

Dong Zhuo frowned and said, "Can all the rear army of the Xiliang thieves be dispatched?" ”

The spy said, "No..... Not all of them ......."

"Smack", as soon as the words fell, the spy fell off the horse. Dong Zhuo asked the pro-soldiers who went up to check, "Are you dead?" ”

"Passed out."

Dong Zhuo waved his hand and said, "Send him to Xia Tai City to cultivate." ”

Then he ordered in a loud voice: "Don't wait, the whole army will be dispatched, before dark, destroy the thief army!" ”

Drums and trumpets sounded, and tens of thousands of riders, led by Hu Zhen, Fan Chou, Dong Yue and others, rushed out, ready to launch the final blow against the enemy. Just as the formation was scattered and was about to charge, in the smoke and dust of the central battlefield, the top of a handsome flag faintly appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Then, a fiery red horse rushed out of the smoke and dust with the smell of blood and rust. Looking at the huge red war horse, many people in Dong Zhuo's army exclaimed, "Lu Bu! ”

Dong Zhuo looked at it and scolded: "What is Lu Bu? It's Chen Cheng's child! ”

The handsome flag embroidered with the word "Chen" fluttered, and appeared on the edge of the battlefield after Chen Cheng. In the smoke and dust, a cavalryman rushed out, and after seeing Shuai Qi stop, he also restrained his horse, and then quickly adjusted his formation.

Seeing this situation, Dong Zhuo knew that something was wrong, if he hadn't killed all his soldiers and horses, how could the enemy commander appear here? His face sank, and he said angrily: "Come on, get that guy's head back for me!" I'm going to use his skull as a bowl! ”

Because there were a lot of Hun cavalry under his command, Dong Zhuo also knew a lot about the customs of the Huns, and at this time, his anger surged, and he said the words of "using the skull as a bowl".

Dong Zhuojun is also the same as the establishment of the Han army, according to the qu-tun-team-shi-wu, layer by layer constraints, level by level command, as long as the chain of command is not broken, can exert a strong combat effectiveness. At this time, the princes of the world only hated that there were not many soldiers and horses under their command, and they rarely heard that there were empty salaries. Therefore, although Dong Zhuo's subordinates also had a lot of recruits, they still maintained a certain level of fighting.

Those people from Bingzhou were far away from their hometowns and came to fight in Guanzhong, and they did not dare to run away at will, but their combat effectiveness was stronger than that of the previous Lu Bu army. The 10,000 cavalry were scattered, and the infantry battle array, under the command of the commanders, leveled their spears and strode forward. The cavalry spread out to both sides, trying to find the weak points of the Xiliang army.

Although the smoke and dust are billowing in front now, it is not easy to see, but the cavalry is a clutch soldier, and it will be more advantageous to attack the enemy's flank or back, this is the most basic common sense, and the generals of Dong Zhuojun do not know it.

Chen Cheng had just led his guards and flying bear hussars to kill the enemy troops on the central battlefield, killing many enemies, but his own losses were also quite a lot. He rode a tall horse and rushed to the front of the army, and rightfully received the most attacks. Even if you are wearing heavy steel armor, you will be injured if you are attacked too much. However, the good thing is that the wounded steel armor is worth its price, and after killing the enemy army this time, the situation is much better than before.

Just after taking a breath and trying to tidy up the formation, he saw another large number of enemies killed on the opposite side, and he immediately cheered up and looked at the enemy on the opposite side. Chen Cheng first looked at the opposite side, and then looked back, and the smoke and dust behind him covered many places, and the visibility was very low.

He groaned slightly, and there was a plan in his heart. Then he turned the horse's head and shouted, "Follow me, don't be left behind!" ”

In the previous rush process, many soldiers and were knocked off their horses, and some people were scattered, at this time there were only more than a thousand people who followed him, and almost half of the soldiers and horses were lost. More than 1,000 riders turned together, following behind Shuai Qi and retreating into the smoke and dust.

Seeing that the people of Xiliang had retreated, Dong Zhuojun's low morale suddenly rose a lot. The officers shouted loudly: "Catch up, don't let the thief go!" ”

There were only more than 3,000 people left around Dong Zhuo, and at this time, the drums and trumpets around him gradually stopped, and he looked nervously at the battlefield in the distance. Although he couldn't see clearly, his eyes widened and he stared straight ahead. Not only him, but also the more than 3,000 people who stayed behind to guard the Shuai Qi and the golden drum all held their breath and looked in the direction of the battlefield.

It didn't take long for the neighing of war horses and the screams of humans to be heard in the smoke and dust. In the hustle and bustle, the sound of horses' hooves sounded sharply, overshadowing other sounds, and the hearts of everyone on Dong Zhuo's side were raised, and they rose higher and higher, and they jumped out of their throats. Orr, there was another shout from the smoke and dust, "Enemy general, beg for it!" ”

The noise faded for a moment, and after a moment, hundreds of people shouted together, "General Wang Fang has been killed by the enemy!" ”

A cavalry came out of the smoke and dust, and the person who was the first, riding the extraordinary fiery red war horse of the gods, was it not Chen Cheng, but who was it? When Dong Zhuo saw it, his eyes were about to split, and he screamed, and the horsewhip in his hand fell into the dust. Wang Fang was also a general who had followed him for more than ten years, followed him to conquer the Qiang rebels, followed him to suppress the Yellow Turban Uprising, and later fought with Ding Yuan, He Jin, Lu Bu and others.

"Hateful!" Dong Zhuo said impetuously: "The Western Liangya Soldier is so elite!" ”

After Chen Cheng retreated into the smoke and dust just now, he first retreated a distance while gathering his troops and horses, and then divided one-third of his troops and horses to contain the enemy cavalry in the north, and then ignored the enemy's infantry and pounced on the enemy cavalry in the south with more than 1,000 horses. He took the lead in the charge, the flying bear hussar was a rare elite in the world, and the guards were unparalleled in the world, and they defeated the target in one charge.

Although there are 50,000 or 60,000 people fighting around, as long as they lose their formation, there is not much threat from the stragglers. Chen Cheng aimed at the enemy's new force, chased and fought fiercely, and after three consecutive assaults, he killed the opponent's general. Then, satisfied, he rushed to a small place, ready to kill another cavalry of Dong Zhuojun's army.

The heavy smoke and dust that filled his eyes suddenly dissipated, but he unconsciously killed the edge of the battlefield again. At this time, the cavalry that followed behind Chen Cheng was only in their early eighties. He raised his head, and he had already seen Dong Zhuo in the distance to the east and the handsome banner behind him, and he wanted to launch a surprise attack in his heart.

As long as you take out the enemy commander, the battle here will be won or lost instantly. It's just that there is still a long distance between the two sides, and before he can kill him, he is afraid that Dong Zhuo will run away. He knew that Dong Zhuo had always been afraid to escape. This Governor of the Prefecture, Dong Taishi in another world, the destroyer of the Han Empire, has escaped many times on the battlefield.

Dong Zhuo escaped when he was fighting the Qiang rebels, when he was fighting the Yellow Turban Army, and when he was fighting He Jin. Even when he was fighting with Lu Bu, he once threw down his soldiers in front of the battle and fled into the city with hundreds of cavalry.

Such a general who is good at running away gives all the enemies who face him a little headache.

Chen Cheng thought for a moment and decided that there was no need to worry. Even if Dong Zhuo is forced to retreat to Xiatai City now, it will not play a decisive role, it is better to wait until tomorrow. Didn't he attract Dong Zhuojun just to annihilate the main force of the enemy army? A crushing battle wasn't what he wanted.

Today, the enemy's strength has been weakened, and the enemy's Hun cavalry on the battlefield in the north has quickly exerted its wolf instinct of bullying the weak and fearing the hard after a hard battle, and has fled a lot. Besides, he still needs to wait for the right general Xu Rong to cut off Dong Zhuo's back road, so that Dong Zhuo's army can be captured. If Mr. Dong withdraws now, he will only be able to storm the cities in the Middle East.

So, as soon as he pulled the reins, he rushed back to the central battlefield again, slashing and slashing.

By this time the sun had sunk to the western mountains, and a huge shadow had shrouded the land. The two armies fought a scuffle, and each of them withdrew his troops. Dong Zhuojun's base camp was in Xiaqi, which was far away from here, and he was the first to withdraw from the battlefield, leaving the wounded soldiers to the enemy.

For the vast majority of the generals of this era, the painstaking treatment of the wounded was simply a thankless task. Except for the elite of the headquarters who need to be rescued, the other troops are left to fend for themselves. There is a large population in Guanzhong, and the miscellaneous soldiers are dead, so if you want to catch a batch, why bother so much to treat them? When you catch a strong man, you can rob it by the way, isn't it beautiful?

The other princes are also similar, except for the elite of the headquarters, the miscellaneous soldiers are all treated as cattle and horses. Sometimes, the soldiers were treated even worse than cattle and horses. Cattle and horses had to be served well before they could work and pull carts, but soldiers were much easier to deal with. If you can find food on your own, where do you need to pay for military salaries and food?

Only Chen Cheng was able to defy public opinion and spent a lot of manpower and material resources to establish field hospitals and rear sanatoriums, which seemed flashy to outsiders. But if he hadn't gotten a lot of money, he probably wouldn't have been able to raise or train so many doctors.

The ground after the battle was littered with broken blades and corpses. Many of the undead lay in the sea of blood in the mountains of corpses, letting out a faint moan. When the two sides were fighting, no one had time to treat the wounded, and when they saw the enemy's wounded soldiers, most of them also made up for it.

A soldier who survives until nightfall and is able to receive medical treatment cannot be said to be lucky or unlucky. If you are lucky, you won't fight to the death in this place, so that you fall to the ground injured. But unlucky, they can't wait for help, and like many of their comrades and enemies, they will be turned into cold corpses on the ground.

This situation, as someone said: perhaps, this is life.

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