The autumn wind is strong and the clouds are dense. The branches and leaves fluttered in the woods next to the battlefield, as if countless ghosts of the dead were shuttling here.

The war is still not optimistic.

Although the frontal battle line has been resisted, the natural advantage of the cavalry on the two flanks over the infantry is still huge.

The right front has been crumbling by the impact of the enemy cavalry, and the two gun and shield arrays have all been penetrated, and they have fallen into a melee. The left front was still able to hold out, having withstood the first onslaught of the enemy, but it also suffered heavy casualties.

The main general, Zhu Hong, had already led his army to join the battlefield on the right, which was like a mill, squeezing out the blood of several soldiers every second.

Zhu Hong knew very well that if the cavalry that burst in on the right side retreated, he would organize a wave of charge. Then this broken front will definitely fall apart, and when the Chinese army falls, and the military flag falls, it will really be over.

So he could only keep adding soldiers in, dragging the enemy to death, like a layer of rotten sores, so that every time the enemy wanted to get out, he had to drag off a large piece of flesh and blood.

Lu Rong was already sweating profusely and panting at this time, only Li Li was still fighting and cooperating by his side, and the others had long since disappeared. He didn't dare to look down at the corpses on the ground now, for fear that he would see the faces of Lao Huang and Han Shun at a glance.

Li Li seems to have some energy left. This stupid boy has had good physical strength since he was a child, and he is a good hand in fighting, but he didn't expect that it would be good to fight and kill.

The front is now full of dead bodies, wounded horses, and occasionally there will be brute soldiers who are not dead, silently holding knives and plotting to the death.

Lu Rong didn't care if he was dead or not anyway, as long as he saw a soldier in a different uniform, no matter if he was standing and lying on his stomach. Go up and give a knife first.

Swing the knife, dodge, swing the knife, dodge. Lu Rong mechanically seemed to be cutting wheat in the field. He was used to the huge amount of plasma and screaming in pain, and it didn't stimulate his nerves at all. It's just that he is gradually numb, if it weren't for Li Li's protection, he wouldn't have known how many times he would have died.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of fighting gradually stopped, and at a certain moment, Lu Rong suddenly realized that there was no living enemy army around him, and when he looked around, it was all his own people gasping and snorting.

The enemy withdrew, not only the cavalry on both flanks, but also the infantry on the front.

Officers at all levels immediately reorganized their ranks and rearranged their formations.

"Finished fighting?" Pear asked.

"Probably not." Lu Rong gasped heavily, and every gasp seemed to be Uncle De's bellows for striking iron. Lu Rong knew that in a while, the second wave of the offensive would come.

Lao Huangzhu held a knife and set up Qin Er, pacing over slowly. The movement was slightly bigger, and Qin Er howled in his throat.

Lu Rong stepped forward in two steps, helped to mix with Qin Er, and asked cautiously, "Lao Huang, what about the others?" ”

Lao Huang's eyes glared: "Don't ask!" ”

Lu Rong was silent, even though he was prepared, but at the moment, he also had mixed tastes. Lu Rong knew that in this place where there was a river of blood, anyone who was not careful would die.

It's just that this is the first battle since I joined the army, shouldn't everyone be safe and sound and win a big victory?

The rear reserve was moved to the right to replenish the formation, and the corpses on the ground were piled on the outside of the battle formation to hinder the enemy formation.

A man must kill the enemy while he lives, and he will stop the enemy after death. This is the brutal battlefield.

Han Shun returned to the team step by step after a while, but he didn't suffer any injuries, but his face was swollen.

Seeing Han Shun coming back, Lao Huang Zhi smiled a little and asked, "What is Old Han?" ”

Han Shun waved his hand, took out the kettle and took a sip, and said, "Lao Huang can be promoted when he goes back this time, right?" ”

Lao Huang stretched out his hand to grab the kettle, took a big sip, threw it back to Li Li, and said with a wry smile: "Let's go back and talk about it, let's see!" Not again. ”

Not again!

As if he didn't want to give the opponent a chance to breathe, the Yan army here had just finished sorting out the formation, and the barbarians had entered the army again. In fact, compared to the Yan army's side, which needed to rearrange the gun and shield array, the barbarians' side was even simpler, they simply combined the cavalry into a team and started the march again.

The last time the enemy was engaged, in just half an hour, more than 1,000 people from the two armies fell here forever. This loss is acceptable to both sides, and neither is reconciled.

Zhu Hong knew that if the enemy army was not defeated, it would be impossible to withdraw from the battlefield, and then the pursuers who came later would inevitably eat the entire army in one bite.

The Northern Barbarians must also have understood that the task of pursuing the Tiger Kui Army was destined to be uncomplete. The army in front of you may be the last piece of cake left over from this military operation. If it drags on, not to mention whether there will be reinforcements from Laiyuan and Baomaguan. Let's just say that after the follow-up troops arrived, this military merit was not enough, which made the generals of the Northern Barbarian army a big headache.

Therefore, the generals on both sides know that this battle must be won or lost.

It was still the infantry that played the front, and the cavalry stuck in the ribs.

It's just that this time the cavalry infantry army is in one place, guarded by heavy shields, and it is only two hundred yards away from the formation that it begins to accelerate diagonally.

On the side of the Yan Army, the rear army, which had always retained its combat strength, was also enriched into the formation this time. And the barbarians also placed the 500 cavalry who had fought in front of the assault formation in the front of the assault formation, trying to break it with one blow.

Both sides came up with the last reserves, a real decisive battle.

The four crossbow teams on the Yan army's side had already destroyed the crossbows. Only three hundred heavy crossbowmen remained in the rear reserves.

These three hundred heavy crossbows also played a lot of suppressive roles, but the cavalry was too fast, only enough for two salvos, and the two sides collided together.

This crash is very different from the previous one. In the last battle, many spears and heavy shields had been damaged, and in order to ensure the safety of the two wings, Zhu Hong could only stubbornly continue to arrange the spear and shield arrays on both sides, resulting in only a thin layer on both sides this time.

Although he saw that the enemy was only attacking one side, Zhu Hong quickly transferred the gun and shield formation on the other side, but the formation could no longer be as tight as before.

The barbarian cavalry directly broke through the first layer, and the remaining momentum was still undiminished, tearing a big hole in the entire formation.

This opening also directly affected the formation of the defensive line that fought with the barbarian infantry head-on.

The entire battle array collapsed in an instant.

Zhu Hong sighed, knowing that everything was over.

Since ancient times, the vast majority of armies will collapse in the face of broken formations and more than 40% of battle losses. The old mountain battalion was able to fight to the death and not retreat because of the battle damage, and won the battalion number of "immovable as a mountain and old mountain battalion".

It's just that today is different from the past, and it is broken by the cavalry like this, and no matter how elite the troops are, it will not work.

Now we can only stick to the Chinese army and ensure that the military flag will not fall. Since Zhu Hong was in the army, he always said that the general was in battle and shrouded in horse leather. Now Zhu Hong's mood is agitated, it turns out that he has unconsciously prepared to die calmly.

It's just that I don't know if the Tiger Kui Army has entered the customs? How will the Yan army view this defeat?

In fact, Zhu Hong can confidently live up to the prestige of the old mountain camp and the ancestor Zhu Boshan. In the plains, under the condition that there is no danger to defend, it is a life of nine deaths to resist riding on foot. What's more, Zhu Hong's command in the battle was flawless, and he barely resisted a wave of offensive from the opponent's infantry and cavalry.

It can be said responsibly that there are no more than five people in the world today who can not lose to Zhu Hong under the same circumstances.

Defeat is still glorious!

But it was still defeated.

Zhu Hong shook his head and roared: "Kill the enemy with me!" The soldiers all had solemn faces, and drew swords to protect Zhu Hong. A deputy officer clenched his fists and said: "General, we are desperate to break a road, please get on the horse and escape quickly." ”

Zhu Hong's face was serious, and he swung a sword and went straight to the adjutant's neck, but stopped two inches away from his neck.

"If there is a person who escapes, there will be no mercy!"

Lu Rong's side had already been scattered by the enemy, and only Li Li was by his side, struggling to kill the enemy.

At this time, he had already killed his red eyes, regardless of it, fortunately Li Li was by his side to help cover it, otherwise Lu Rong's life would have been lost.

In this way, there are also three knife marks on his left arm, back, and waist, especially on his left arm, where the bone is deep and the blood is like an infusion.

There were enemy troops all around, and many soldiers of the Yan army turned around and fled, and were cut to the ground by a knife from nowhere.

Lu Rong knew that he couldn't escape, but once he gave his back to the barbarian, he was dead. Lu Rong looked around and saw that there was still a force left in the Chinese army, which was guarding the Zhuzi banner.

Lu Rong shouted: "Running is death!" Come under the banner of the Chinese army! ”

But in this battlefield where soldiers and horses are chaotic and bloody, who can hear you?

Lu Rong had no choice but to drag Li Li straight to the Chinese army. There are four military flags, one is a big flag with a red character, and three small flags are the battalion flags of the three battalions, there are about 800 soldiers around the flag, they are surrounded by a group, the flag is slowly retreating, and there are heralds shouting loudly under the banner of the battalion, gathering the remnants of the army, and the corpses are all over the ground at the feet.

Lu Rong ran to the Chinese army in three steps and two steps, just wanting to take a breath. When I turned around, I saw that Li Li was surrounded by several barbarians, and he was in a hurry, and he was about to go to the rescue with a knife, but he saw Li Li flashing left and right, and he solved the barbarians in a few clicks.

At this time, there was already a barbarian cavalry team coming straight to the Chinese army, leading the enemy to be heavily armored and armoured, holding a big knife, killing countless people along the way, and the bravery was abnormal.

Seeing this, Zhu Hong shouted: "This is an enemy general!" Be careful, everyone! ”

The enemy general laughed and said, "Everyone listen to the order! Those who cut the enemy's flag will be rewarded with 100 taels of silver. Kill the enemy generals, reward cattle and horses twenty! ”

The morale of the barbarians was greatly boosted, and they were all fierce and fearless of death, and rushed straight to the Chinese army.

Lu Rong was exhausted at this time, he really couldn't even lift the knife, he looked around blankly, and saw that there were enemy troops all around, and there were fewer and fewer of our troops, and from time to time some people were slandered and injured, and the things that he had been unwilling to think about before inevitably rushed up.

I'm going to die in battle. This is my first battle, and I will die in battle.

When I joined the army, I wanted to make more military achievements, make a name for myself, and give Uncle De a good life. Who knew he was going to die so soon?

This hateful brute with a thousand knives, what the fuck is this! Lao Tzu has studied hard for the past 20 years, and before he has shown his ambitions, he is about to die!

Mr. Wang, you have taught me so much, you said that I will become a great weapon when I grow up. Do you know that I would die so early under the sword?

I don't know who my parents are!

Pears, what about pears?

Pear, pear, do you blame me for bringing you out to be a soldier?

If our brothers hadn't been selected by the Fallen Horse Pass at the beginning, and were just a safe and stable Tuntian soldier, wouldn't it be much better?

In the past few years, my brother has not helped you anything, but you have always helped me fight and help me take the blame. You stupid boy, so many children of the same age in the county have dealt with me, why are you close to me?

How could I die?

I haven't got a fucking wife yet!

Lu Rong's heart was full of reluctance, remorse, fear, and even more unwillingness.

Next to him, Li Lida was panting, covered in blood, and there was a faint light in his eyes. Finding that Lu Rong was looking at him, Pear still pouted his head and gave him a hippie smile that had no drama and no lungs.

The Chinese army formation has broken through, and the surrounding barbarian soldiers have swarmed up, smiling and killing in all directions.

Lu Rong picked up the knife with a hideous face, took a deep breath, and the wound on his left arm hurt like a heart, which aroused Lu Rong's anger even more. Die, Lao Tzu has to kill enough!

I heard Zhu Hong's shouting: "Everyone lives up to me Zhu Hong!" Come! It's a man who kills the enemy with me! ”

Lu Rong forced back the barbarian in front of him with a knife, and just wanted to keep up with him, but he heard Li Li next to him gasp slightly: "Brother Rong, I'm sorry." ”

A sharp pain hit the back of his head, and Lu Rong's eyes darkened, and he didn't know anything