The fierce wind was howling outside, and in the tent, a majestic figure was kneeling on top of the handsome case, with his eyes closed.

There were no candles or charcoal pots in the tent, and at the same time, a chill swept through the whole body.

Cultivation is profound, this is a fatal cold for ordinary people, but for him, it is just a breeze blowing willows.

It's just that he needs to use this chill to stay calm, and he needs to keep himself in the best condition.

A big battle is imminent, not only for Dong Zhuo's Xiliang army, but also for him.

After all, in Xu Rong's opinion, a person like Lu Bu is a martial idiot, and a martial idiot has no other use than charging into battle, and a small trick is enough to make him die on the ground!

A general can not have the best martial arts, but he must have a sober brain, and the brave general is not trapped even if he is the king of Xiang back then!

Brave is brave, but no matter how powerful it is, it is only the power of one person.

What he really thinks about is the impact it will bring!

"How many soldiers are there in Zuo Fengyi's city?" Xu Rong asked.

"A rough estimate is by no means less than three thousand." The scouts in the camp reported respectfully.

The so-called scout refers to the elite of the elite, the elite who can get information from under the nose of the enemy, and can also retreat and present the information back to the main general of their own army.

It is a completely different concept from ordinary fine work.

The soldiers who can serve as scouts, at least the sergeants of the rank of captain, most of these scouts are in teams of three or five.

Detect enemy forces on the front lines during engagement, and implement the idea that intelligence is more important than your own life.

Sometimes, it is even necessary to sacrifice Tongze to divert the enemy in order to return the information to the commander, which is not something that everyone can do.

So, generally speaking, the news and intelligence they bring are often very relevant

I opened my eyes'" How far are we from Zuo Feng Yi? ”

"Less than five miles."

"Speed up the march!"

"No!"

Xu Rong shook his head slightly.

Although he may not be able to catch up with the Chang'an matter, he will at least end a battle on the battlefield as quickly as possible, so as to free up his troops, so that he will be sure to win.

The horn of "Woo ......" sounded, and the long sound of the horn echoed in the dark night sky, desolate and deep, revealing a dull and stimulating shock.

When they heard the order, they immediately beat their horses and galloped down. A thousand horsemen and thousands of foot soldiers rushed down with the force of thunder, and the rumbling hooves of the horses, mixed with the pace of speeding up, were deafening and the mountains were shocking.

...

At this time, Zuo Fengyi's battle gradually began to show a stalemate, and the soldiers on both sides fought for their lives and fought bloodily.

The trenches built in the streets have become beasts that devour life, and the deer have become monsters that tear apart lives.

Countless swarms and hand-to-hand combat. A trapped-camp leader named Zhou Ji widened his eyes and roared loudly.

A knife broke through the man's mace, followed by a kick that was so fast that the enemy didn't have time to react and flew upside down.

The body flew up, fell to the wooden fence with a "flutter", and was immediately stabbed to death by the wooden thorns, and there was no sound at all.

A big knife slashes across the air, like a thousand artifacts, carrying wind and thunder, and it is overwhelming. By this time the spears had already struck two of them, and the two soldiers suddenly flew upside down, as if they were like straws, and a gust of wind lifted them up.

Two more enemy soldiers were killed.

That Zhou Ji's burly body had a big knife in his hand, and he viciously stabbed an enemy soldier in the chest.

But when he came back, he was frustrated.

The swords were jammed, and at this time, several enemy soldiers roared and swords and axes were thrown together.

"Ahh Zhou Ji shouted angrily, holding half of the war knife and stabbing the soldier directly, gritting his teeth, he endured the severe pain, hacked an enemy soldier to death, and the next moment, he himself was also cut by a lot of weapons.

"Trap camp brothers, kill the enemy... Revenge for something..." After many enemy soldiers cut down with swords and axes, Zhou Ji suddenly splattered blood and his body fell down······

The army in the city paid a heavy price for every entrenchment captured, and every entrenchment that fell into the camp also left behind a piece of corpses.

After all, although it is said that the narrow terrain of the streets in the city is used, it is not possible for ordinary people to block the forced passage of soldiers who are several times their size under the frantic attack of one person.

In particular, after the news of Xu Rong's arrival reached the hands of Zuo Fengyijun, he began to go crazy under the death order he hurriedly issued.

The follow-up army rushed up in a steady stream and began to launch a full-scale attack.

Sustained attacks.

One soldier after another rushed forward, and the attacking soldiers and soldiers also attacked and fought continuously.

Gao Shun, who took the lead, dodged the spear on the side, grabbed the handle of the gun, and pulled it hard.

He had a lot of strength, and his opponent was caught off guard and was forced to take two steps.

The next moment, Gao Shun's war knife was as fast as lightning.

"Plop", blood splashed, and the fierce knife cut the opponent in half.

Gao Shun strode forward, raised his hand and stabbed again, the head fell, blood shot everywhere, splashing the heads and faces of the people around him.

"Die!" Gao Shun's whole body was dazzling and flashing, the big knife in his hand swept through the air, and one of his heads flew upside down with red blood, and the blood sprayed was scattered in the night sky.

The most important point why elites are called elites is that they are completely different concepts from ordinary troops!

The biggest difference is that because of the long-term coordination of the elite troops, each soldier has been integrated into the team, so no matter what formation the elite troops are fighting in, there is a conceptual military formation.

During the time of the blockade, Gao Shun slightly discharged the troops into a surprise fish scale array, preparing to launch a decisive charge in the direction of the city gate with a momentum of death and life.

"I wish to die with the general!" The guard beside him yelled.

With Gao Shun's roar, the trapped camp suddenly erupted into a bloody army, the will to survive and the will to be resolute were mixed together, and the entire team was killing towards the city gate with a tragic momentum.

Not surprisingly, they managed to take the corner, the gate!

Gao Shun breathed a sigh of relief.

The soldiers who are not afraid of death, with the formation and terrain, there is absolutely no problem in holding on for a few hours.

"Everyone stick to this place, and when so-and-so brings back the little master, we will kill out of the city!" Gao Shun ordered again and shouted loudly.

At the sound of an order, the soldiers of the trapped camp mobilized their strength almost at the same time, and launched a brazen attack towards the enemy soldiers who were surrounded, and then took advantage of the moment of separation from them to directly tighten the formation and distance from the enemy, and quickly shrank into a shield soldier outside, and the sword soldier inside The big knife was on top of the big shield.

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