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In the first year of Emperor Wu of Southern Liang, and in the second year of Emperor Yong'an of Emperor Xiaozhuang of Northern Wei.

Daliang City.

This Daliang City was later rebuilt by the Western Han Dynasty on the ruins of the original Warring States Daliang City, and it is still used as a symbol of the Central Plains.

From the Western Han Dynasty to the Northern Wei Dynasty, one dynasty after another has dissipated into history in an instant, and one Liang king after another has been born, grown and died here. People are also changing, but this Daliang City is still standing alone in this wilderness.

The already dilapidated city wall is full of traces of the erosion of swords and axes, and the swaying grass tells the chaotic war in the Central Plains for so many years.

Here is the girder, here is the Central Plains.

In June and July, although the sun is already setting, you can still feel the heat of the wind blowing in your face. The flag of Yuan Tianmu, the king of the Great Wei Dynasty, fluttered lazily in the wind, making the soldiers holding the flag even suspect that if the wind was lighter, the flag would not float at all, and could only be put on the flagpole.

In the south of Daliang City, 40,000 troops were neatly arranged, and thousands of cavalry instigated war horses, tirelessly patrolling around the periphery.

Several generals and Yulin Zhonglang stood beside Yuan Tianmu with a slight frown, and their eyes all fell on this Shangdang king. Yuan Tianmu is far from being a suitable general, but now looking at the Northern Wei Dynasty, the only army that can be handled is the 40,000 troops around the king of Shangdang, and the only general who can handle it is this prince of Shangdang.

There are no troops to be adjusted in the country, and there are no generals in the DPRK and China, and everyone knows very well what kind of sign this is. Even if that unpredictable guy doesn't appear, I'm afraid this Great Wei won't last long. But Rao is like this, and everyone doesn't want to be the ghost of that guy's gun, and be a part of the countless glory on him.

Just when the generals around Yuan Tianmu were terrified, there was billowing smoke and dust rising between heaven and earth. The sun has been shining for more than half a month, which makes the earth very dry, and once the war horse runs, it will inevitably stir up the billowing smoke and dust.

The army of 40,000 fell silent at this moment.

The soldiers of the Wei army, who had been standing outside Daliang City for three or four hours, knew very well who was coming. In the entire Central Plains, except for a team in the Tiger Prison Pass, the rest of the forces of the Great Wei were all concentrated here. In a huge dynasty, there are only the last 40,000 left, so it is impossible to be a cavalry that rushes to join the main force.

Visitors are not guests.

"Report!" The sentry rushed down from the hillside not far away, but without him shouting, everyone already understood.

Clenching the knife and gun, a famous soldier had sweat in his palms.

The sentry rode to Yuan Tianmu's side and hurriedly said a few words, Yuan Tianmu nodded, Huo Ran jumped out of his horse, and raised the golden knife in his hand: "The good sons of Great Wei, these Southern Barbarians who don't know what to do, actually have the courage to provoke my Great Wei Guowei and tell this king, what should I do?!" ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The 40,000 soldiers shouted loudly at the same time, although they knew who their opponent was and what their strength was, but at this time, everyone was blushing and shouting hoarsely. It was as if the cries of waves crashing against the walls and against the fields were the only thing they could find now.

"Yes, the military heart is available." Yuan Tianmu said with a smile, quite satisfied.

And a feather forest lieutenant general beside him could only squeeze out a bitter smile on his face.

As a general, it can be seen that this military spirit has actually collapsed irretrievably in the previous wars, but only this Shangdang king, who is optimistic by nature or does not know how to fight at all, will have such feelings.

These soldiers responded to him loudly, just to hide the fear in their hearts, their hands were still shaking involuntarily, and even some people had their legs between them, and those who had fought knew very well that this was obviously a shame to wet their crotches.

Yulin Zhonglang subconsciously raised his head slightly and looked at Yuan Tianmu.

Perhaps this Shangdang King is the only one of the 40,000 army who still has the guts.

The sound of horses' hooves crushing the smoke and dust, and figures appeared on the horizon not far away. The banner with black letters on a white background danced with the gallop of the war horse. All the cavalrymen were wrapped in white robes, the horses in their hands were flat, and their eyes were facing ahead.

From the moment they appeared on the horizon, they lined up in a neat line, like a white square moving forward. It was as if they didn't mind that the enemy could easily count their numbers, and they didn't mind that the enemy in front of them was six or seven times more pressed than themselves.

They just moved forward silently, and all there was only the sound of horses' hooves between heaven and earth.

The horizontal count is 7,000 people, and the vertical count is still 7,000 people, from Huainan all the way to Luoyang, and then to Daliang, their number has never been more or less. It's just that the enemy in front of him has melted the ice and snow again and again in the face of such cavalry assaults.

It is even rumored in the army that these barbarians from the south are holding ghost fires from the sky in their hands, and whoever they meet will die.

Yulin Zhonglang will be a person who has read the book, and he does not believe this statement, but let him explain why this team of 7,000 people can sweep all the way from Huainan and be invincible, until this Daliang City, he can't say clearly, he can only watch nervously like everyone else.

Watch and wait for these people to continue their miracles.

The cavalry ranks were getting closer, closer and closer.

"Cavalry attack!" Yuan Tian Mu Lang ordered, with an unconcealable excitement in his voice.

These demons, which others can't resist, let yourself destroy them completely!

The Wei cavalry on the left and right flanks roared out, these warriors from the north didn't mind how strong and terrible their opponents were, they minded more about how many people they could kill.

"Kill!" The leader of the team shouted loudly, urging the war horse.

"Kill!" Countless cavalrymen roared hoarsely in different languages.

The oncoming cavalry did not change in the slightest, and still rode forward without hesitation, aiming directly at the Yuan Tianmu army in front of him. And Yuan Tianmu was slightly stunned, if these white-robed cavalry who came did not change, then they would be caught by the two Wei cavalry in a short time, and then completely dissipate in this land.

"Scatter!" Among the 7,000 cavalry that was rapidly approaching, there was finally a loud shout.

This was the only word that Yuan Tianmu could hear clearly, and it was also the only word that the guy commanding the cavalry said.

Seven thousand cavalry flexibly scattered to the left and right, like a raging dragon roaring to meet the Wei cavalry in front of them, but the white-robed cavalry on the two wings were only 4,000 people in total, and they galloped flexibly on the field, constantly circling around the Wei cavalry, and in the face of the sudden division of the enemy, the Wei cavalry was obviously surprised, and also turned their horses' heads.

The two sides chased each other in the field, biting each other's flanks and backs, but because they were not bad equestrians, no one could take advantage for a while.

However, the generals of the Chinese army, since Yuan Tianmu descended, have seen the clues at this moment. The 4,000 white-robed cavalry and tens of thousands of Wei cavalry were circling around, not to find opportunities for the rest of the cavalry to cut and kill these enemies, but to contain them.

Pure containment, perfect containment!

The other three thousand white-robed cavalry had already rushed to a distance of less than two hundred zhang from the advance of the Wei army at this moment!

"Quick, release the arrow!" Yuan Tianmu shouted loudly.

"Lord Wang, no, our cavalry is also within the range of arrows!" A Yulin Zhonglang general said anxiously, "If this arrow goes down, tens of thousands of cavalry are estimated to have to explain more than half!" ”

Yuan Tianmu was stunned for a moment. It's really good, the four thousand cavalry that were separated led led by the Wei cavalry continued to move towards this side, and unconsciously entered the range of the Wei army's arrows.

These cavalrymen were the elite of the Xianbei and other steppe races, while the crossbowmen were mostly humble Han Chinese. asked the Han people to shoot the Xianbei cavalry with their own hands, and Yuan Tianmu directly vetoed this possibility. This is not a strong man breaking his wrist, but overthrowing the entire foundation of Great Wei's rule.

"Lord Wang, let go of the arrows, if you don't let go of the arrows, these madmen will rush over!" The building on the other side rode forward in a hurry, "Lord Wang! ”

Yuan Tianmu exhaled lightly and shouted in a deep voice: "The front army is facing the battle!" ”

"Lord Wang!" The general's voice was hoarse, but Yuan Tianmu was indifferent this time.

Even if he didn't let go of the arrows, the 10,000 former army plus the 5,000 Chinese army could resist these madmen, Yuan Tianmu was still very confident. After all, the other side only has 3,000 cavalry, and the current strength in his hands is ten times that of theirs.

"Wind!" It was the second command of the group of madmen that everyone had heard, and it was still only one word. And at the moment when this word landed, all the cavalry drew their short crossbows from their saddles at the same time, stretched their bows and arrows, and completed them in one go!

Yuan Tianmu's pupils contracted suddenly, and the hearts of countless generals were beating suddenly!

It's fast, it's like a gust of wind blowing in your face. The dense array of arrows pierced the chests of the second row of soldiers, as if the tightly shielded shields in front of them were ineffective. The second row fell, and more arrows were sent to the third row.

"Raise your shield and block your head!" The lieutenant generals and lieutenants commanded in a panic.

However, it was too late, because when the Wei soldiers, who had been completely disrupted by the arrows, panicked and wanted to fight back, the first cavalry had already rushed to the front of the shield, and the horse's hooves stepped heavily on the shield, and the soldiers behind the shield spurted blood from their mouths and noses under this step.

A gap opened, countless gaps opened, and blood splattered on the white robe, echoing the dust stained on it.

Like a flower blooming in the dust, it is bright and dazzling.

A white-robed cavalryman looked solemn and desperately urged the war horse. If the Grim Reaper had to find an image in the human world to sketch, I'm afraid these cavalry would be the best choice.

"They're monsters, they're devils, run!" I don't know who shouted first. The black-pressed crowd was completely chaotic at this moment, and the horse lances that were close at hand seemed to be following their footsteps, and those white-robed Grim Reapers, who were sitting high on horseback, seemed to be able to take their lives with a little head.

The three thousand cavalry did not pause in the slightest, they continued to divide into a trickle, and then converged again into a roaring and tumbling tide, all falling apart without the slightest pause before their snowy lance.

Yuan Tianmu's face turned pale and he held the reins of the horse tightly. The tens of thousands of forwards did not even support a quarter of an hour before they were scattered in the attack of these three thousand cavalry.

The momentum is like a bamboo, and it should be like this.

If the elite strikers are still like this, what will happen if they are replaced by their own 5,000 Chinese troops?

"Meet the enemy, meet the enemy!" Yuan Tianmu looked at the chaotic figures in front of him and shouted anxiously. I have no other choice but to block it.

But no one stepped forward, and a soldier with a spear in his hand trembled and retreated. The flag, which was powerless to rise and fall in the wind, had been completely attached to the flagpole at this moment, as if the last trace of spiritual strength had been sucked away.

The first cavalryman had already rushed out of the crowd, covered in blood, like a phoenix reborn in Nirvana, proudly roaring and shouting at the enemy!

"Broken!" Among the three thousand cavalry who swept in with a roar, there was another shout.

This voice seems to have an unknown magic, as long as he says a word, it will inevitably evolve into the next moment of fact. The three thousand cavalry gathered into a sharp spearhead and pierced into the middle of the Wei army. One by one, the horse lances stabbed out, retracted, and stabbed out, blood continued to splash, and the Wei soldiers kept falling. The huge array of soldiers continued to break down to both sides in the thrust of this cavalry, like a high platform made of mud and sand, which collapsed directly under the lapping of the tide.

The defeat was so unexpected, and the defeat was so crisp and neat.

Yuan Tianmu finally couldn't bear it anymore at this moment, and took the lead in turning the horse's head and running back. The Chinese army's personal entourage and the accompanying generals were also panicked.

These people are really Yaksha devils who have been reborn from the eighteen layers of hell.

Everywhere they went, there was nothing but rout and death!

The white-robed cavalry spread out to both sides, chasing and killing the chaotic Wei army, and a general in silver armor rode out, and in the blood-colored sun, the horse lance in his hand was placed horizontally, and he held the reins of the horse, and just stood like this, not moving at all.

Above his head, a big banner with the word "Chen" in black on a white background flew and hunted, at this moment, at this moment, he was the king of the world.

Yuan Tianmu, who fled in a hurry, subconsciously looked back, just in time to see the general who came out of the crowd, and the moment he saw him, Yuan Tianmu already understood who he was.

Such an opponent is destined to be the nightmare of his life, and it is also the nightmare of the entire Great Wei.

The wind was blowing, Yuan Tianmu twitched his war horse in a panic, and the entire Wei army had completely collapsed, and 40,000 people were desperately fleeing under the pursuit of 7,000 people. At this time, Yuan Tianmu suddenly remembered a nursery rhyme that had been circulating in Luoyang City, and he once scoffed at it, but now he understands that this is the truth.

Cruel but unacceptable facts.

The song says: The generals and famous teachers are not imprisoned, and thousands of troops avoid white robes.

Looking back, Yuan Tianmu was just desperately fleeing, and he couldn't care about everything in his head. The sky above him was blood-red. Yuan Tianmu knew very well in his heart that it was not the sunset, but the blood of the Great Wei soldiers that dyed the sky in such a color.

Because only blood can be so red, so that people can feel the strong smell of blood at a glance.

Just like all the glory of this year belonged to Chen Qingzhi and his seven thousand white-robed troops.

There is no substitute.