Looking at the faintly visible fire and black smoke, listening to the screams of the Xiliang knights and the sorrowful roars of the war horses, Sun Ce breathed a sigh of relief.

The biggest threat has finally been lifted, and the outcome has been decided. Wu Gang chariot formation, iron quinoa thorns piercing the horse's hooves, oil as fuel, and finally using Wu Gang chariot to shoot rockets, this set of combination punches out, not to mention that the Xiliang cavalry is not prepared, even if they are prepared, they may not be able to prevent it.

Is the back line a weakness? Want to use the Xiliang cavalry to break through Lao Tzu's rear formation? Haha, Lao Tzu's strongest is the back formation, nearly one-third of the Wugang cars, all the stone throwers, and the best defensive general, Wen Ping, are all arranged in the back formation, just to wait for you to win or lose.

Winner and loser against winner and loser, in the end it is me who wins and you loses. Xu Rong, I won. No matter how strong you are, there is only one person. Although I am young, there is a group of people behind me, and the whole of Nanyang.

This is providence. If it weren't for the sudden heavy snowfall, which blocked the sight of the Xiliang cavalry, the results of the battle might have been greatly reduced. The sight of the Xiliang cavalry was blocked, and they only smelled the aroma of beef soup, but they didn't know that hell was waiting for them, and they rushed forward one by one.

They deserve it.

Sun Ce raised his head, closed his eyes, and let the snowflakes fall on his face, turning into a piece of coldness.

He kind of believed in providence. It was not he who defeated Xu Rong, but the countless unjust souls of Nanxiang and Shunyang who were asking for their lives from the Xiliang people.

The will of heaven cannot be negative, and the small people cannot be bullied.

Sun Ce suddenly shuddered, and infinite battle intent surged in his chest. He took a thousand troops from Pang Tong's hand, pulled out the sword from the sheath, combined it with a click, tightened it hard, raised his hand, and roared loudly.

"Attack!"

The sound of war drums exploded suddenly, and twenty drummers swung their drums vigorously, striking the cowhide drum so loudly that even the snowflakes were shaken and jumped in the air.

When the units received the order, they immediately changed their formation, from a defensive formation to an offensive formation.

Huang Zhong jumped into a Wugang car, raised his knife and roared. "Revenge—"

Four thousand soldiers responded in unison. "Revenge! Revenge! Revenge! ”

Wu Gangche began to roar, the crossbowmen kept shooting, and the archers and winders flew with both hands, filling bundles of arrows into the arrow slots and pulling up the bowstrings. The buzzing sound was endless, and iron arrows flew out, causing heavy casualties to the Xiliang soldiers on the opposite side. As soon as the arrow array came to an end, Huang Zhong rushed out with the personal guard battalion, and smashed into the Duan Xuan array like the wind.

Huang Zhong was so powerful that he took thirteen steps in one breath and beheaded twenty-one people.

The Xiliang soldiers were so frightened that their legs were weak, and no one dared to fight him. As the saying goes, who brings what soldiers, Duan Xuan is suspicious, and the soldiers under him will also calculate, weigh the pros and cons of everything, do anything, and don't do anything at a loss. Seeing that Huang Zhong was so ferocious, they didn't wait for Duan Xuan to take the lead, and immediately made the decision to retreat, turned around and ran.

Collapse at the touch of a button!

Duan Xuan's mouth opened wide, and before he could understand what the situation was, Huang Zhong had already killed him. Seeing Huang Zhong again, Duan Xuan woke up suddenly, shouted, and left. Huang Zhong sneered, forcefully slammed the thousand troops to the ground, took off the bow sent by Xie Xiang, the head of the Xie family, and put on the white feather arrow made by the Xie family according to the ancient method, and shot it with one arrow.

The bowstring hummed softly, and the tail of the white feather arrow trembled, and disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, the white feather arrow appeared behind Duan Xuan, Duan Xuan heard the sound of breaking wind, subconsciously turned around, and was shot in the throat by an arrow. Duan Xuan fell off the horse with a "plop" and lost his breath when he landed. The guards shouted in surprise to grab it, Huang Zhong kept waving his hand, the strings sounded continuously, and he shot the quiver in one breath, and more than 20 guards were shot by him, and none of them missed.

Directly in front of the Chinese army, Deng Zhan and Dong Yu marched in unison, one on the left and one on the right, and quickly broke into Wang's phalanx. Deng Zhan's department is dominated by Nanyang people, although they may not be Nanxiang and Shunyang people, but they are enraged by the atrocities of the Xiliang people, and they kill people one by one more ruthlessly, even in the face of more Xiliang soldiers, they are not afraid, and they have no retreat. As the saying goes, those who are afraid of being stunned, those who are stunned are afraid of dying, and the people of Xiliang were soon killed by them and retreated. Wang Fang couldn't stop shouting, it was too late to turn around and want to escape, Dong Yu, who was holding back his resentment, took the personal guard battalion to kill him, killed several people in one go, and cut off his head.

As soon as the flag fell, the Chinese army was quickly defeated, and countless Xiliang soldiers turned around and rushed towards the Chinese army's generals. They didn't care about Xu Rong, rushed past the side of the platform, and ran a hundred and ten steps in one breath, only to find that there was a big river in front of them. They were terrified and tried to stop, but they were pushed by the people behind them and staggered into the river.

In the rear army, the Wugang chariot dispersed, and the servants put on the oxen yokes, raised their whips, drove the oxen, and pulled the Wugang chariot forward. They didn't look at the corpses piled up like a hill, they didn't care about the smell of burning, they ran forward with their heads stuffed, and went straight to the west side of Duan Simmering, cutting back the only way for the Xiliang army to retreat. The servants brandished whips, whipped the oxen, pulled the Wugang cart and quickly set up the formation, and before the cattle could stop, the crossbowmen began to shoot, knocking down the Xiliang soldiers who pounced.

Wen Ping, who has always been calm, seemed to have changed a person, his eyes widened, and he raised his knife and shouted wildly.

"Revenge—"

The soldiers roared and slaughtered the Xiliang army. As soon as the rout of Duan Xuan's army saw that the situation was not right, he turned around and ran eastward, just in time to meet Deng Zhan's department, and suffered heavy losses again. Dong Yu was the first to kill the Chinese army's generals, but found that the general's platform was empty, and there was no shadow of Xu Rong at all. The flag is still there, the flag is still there, the inkstone and pen and ink on the case are there, but there is no one, no one. Dong Yu was so angry that he kicked the bookcase away, and lay on the side of the table and ordered loudly.

"Kill, kill them all, not a single one is left!"

Thousands of soldiers responded in unison, setting off a frenzy of attacks, cutting down more Xiliang people to the ground and driving them into the river.

Xu Rong set up a death formation, wanting to put it to death and come back to life, but now, the Xiliang army is blocked at the corner of the two rivers, and there is no life or death.

The Chinese army generalized, Sun Ce breathed a sigh of relief, and put the knife into the sheath.

The outcome has been decided, even if Xu Rong has great ability, even if he can conjure up thousands of elites, he can't stop this group of red-eyed Nanyang soldiers. How can there be any natural elite in the world, who said that the people of Nanyang are weak and can't produce elite soldiers? The Nanyang people, who were red-eyed by hatred, fought no worse than anyone else, even if the other party was a Xiliang elite soldier, they could still step on it and grind it into powder.

This is a hearty battle of revenge, a battle of justice, and even God will help me.

Popular hearts are available. What about the family, you keep your eyes open and see how I mobilize the masses and make you subdued one by one.

defeated Xu Rong, this Nanyang is mine, and the Long March has finally taken the first step. Sun Ce was happy in his heart, and patted the railing all over, full of ambition.

Heavy snowfall, corpses, blood, slowly covered by heavy snow, except for the northwest position is still burning, black smoke billing, sparks are dotted, the sky and the earth are snow-white, extremely holy.

Sin has been washed away by blood, and there is justice in the world.

Xu Rong, where are you?