"Hmph... Gongsun Zhan, do you think I can let you break through so easily?"

Seeing that Gongsun Zhan led people to start breaking through, Lu Zhuo sneered disdainfully and turned his head to look at Zhuge Jin.

Lu Zhuo was about to give an order, but seeing that he was scared as usual, he was shaking like chaff, but he was desperately holding on, Lu Zhuo shook his head, and couldn't cry or laugh in his heart.

People are really different, such as Zhuge Liang, several times into the Xishan camp, although Zhuge Liang has never been on the battlefield, but, Lu Zhuo drilled the soldiers and horses, he also watched from the sidelines, the sword is ruthless, the drill of the Xuzhou soldiers The general children will be scared and cry.

However, Zhuge Liang watched it with relish, and Lu Zhuo once asked him what he wanted to do the most, but Zhuge Liang replied, "I really want to go to the real battlefield to have a look." ”

Zhuge Liang's expression at that moment, Lu Zhuo will never forget it, Zhuge Liang's eyes lit up, full of expectation, and even licked his lips beautifully.

However, looking at Zhuge Jin again, they are all adults, and after the New Year, there will be eighteen and one flowers, not to mention, it is not the first time he has been on the battlefield, the last time he attacked Beihai, Zhuge Jin accepted the baptism of war in advance, but after the tempering of the war, it seems that he is getting less and less courageous.

"Ziyu, get ready." Lu Zhuo shouted again.

Zhuge Jin suddenly woke up, and hurriedly responded, "Yes... No...", he trembled and was incoherent.

On the hillside, neither the archers nor the rolling wood and stones were prepared, but a lot of artemisia grass was piled up, at this time, it was late autumn in the north, the grass and trees were withered and yellow, and the fallen leaves were all over the ground, and the most important thing in the mountains and fields was to cause fire, and Lu Zhuo also let people sprinkle a lot of water on it, and even let the soldiers pee on it, in order to light the smoke as much as possible.

Zhuge Jin hurriedly asked people to set fire, and then, threw the lit artemisia grass into the valley, at first, the smoke was too small, and the impact on the Beiping army was limited, but after a while, more and more artemisia grass was thrown into the valley, and the smoke became bigger and bigger.

"Arrows, arrows."

Zhang He raised his arms high, his face was as pale as iron, and there was not the slightest fluctuation on his cold face, even if he saw the smoke rising from the valley, Zhang He still looked solemn, this is a qualified iron-blooded soldier.

Once on the battlefield, he will never be indecisive, never drag mud and water, be resolute and decisive.

The ordered spear in Zhang He's hand was raised again and again, and fell again and again, and the archers of the Yuan army held their breath and shot arrows hard, and at this moment, they were all good and turned into machines.

Except for the constant archery with both hands, the constant drawing of the bow, and the constant loading of feather arrows, there was no other movement, and the body was all tense, and even the eyes did not blink.

There is no need to aim at all, even if the archery skills are poor, the effect will not disappoint, because, densely packed, full of people, the Beiping army is scrambling to break through, and the crowd is full, which is more lively than the temple fair during the New Year's Festival.

"Puff puff..."

As soon as the Beiping army approached the valley mouth, they immediately fell to the ground with arrows, and the ruthless arrows, accompanied by the piercing sound of breaking the air, came densely, falling on the Beiping army's bodies like raindrops and hailstones, some shot on the armor, making a clanging sound, and some pierced through the armor like nails, fiercely cutting into their bodies.

What's more, the soldiers wearing armor are a minority after all, even if it is Yuan Shao, who has amazing financial resources, the soldiers wearing armor don't know thirty percent, let alone Beiping, which has always been barren and bitter cold.

Gongsun Zhan relied on his good skills, and the feather arrows he shot never hurt him, but the soldiers beside him were killed and wounded heavily, and they fell to the ground one by one.

It didn't take long for the blood on the ground to flow down the city, and the bloody smell was mixed with the billowing smoke, which made people even more suffocating and uncomfortable, and they could not break through after several rushes, and the morale of the army became more and more unstable, and the morale became more and more sluggish, and many soldiers were afraid and began to turn around and run back.

The role of smoke, creating chaos, is only one aspect, but more importantly, it suffocates and incapacitates people.

This is the most deadly, when people can't breathe normally, just ask, how strong is the combat power?

There is a mess in the valley, many people with slightly poor physique are staggering, coughing constantly, coupled with panicked running, the more active, the more hypoxia, dizzy and dizzy, Venus in front of them, some fall to the ground weakly, some choke desperately coughing, and there are fewer and fewer who can continue to rush desperately to kill.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Lu Zhuo waved his hand to stop putting the burning hay, even so, the smoke still lingered for a long time, and the people around him were standing less and less, lying down more and more, and the deaths and injuries were becoming more and more tragic.

"If it weren't for this damn smoke, how could I have ended up like this?"

Originally, there were 20,000 people with him, but now, almost half of them have lost their combat strength, and there are many dead and wounded, even if the smoke gradually dissipates, there are only 5,000 people around Gongsun Chan who can continue to fight.

At this time, the soldiers had completely collapsed, who was willing to continue to break through desperately, one by one they were frightened and desperately retreated, Gongsun Chan had no choice but to temporarily retreat into the valley.

When the smoke cleared, Gongsun Chan thought that it would be better, and those who had fainted before would be able to recover some of their combat strength, and if everyone worked together, they might not be able to fight their way out of the encirclement.

However, as soon as the smoke cleared, what was waiting for Gongsun Chan was a fierce attack on both sides at the same time.

"Kill, don't go, Gongsun Zhan."

Guan Hai urged Ma Wudao to rush to the front of the team, Ma Long and sloppy archers followed, and Zhang He's side did not show weakness.

Gongsun Chan still wants to restore the combat strength of those fainted soldiers, where is the time?

The sound of killing at the same time on both sides of the valley shook the sky, and the sonorous and powerful footsteps were like a sharp knife ruthlessly piercing the hearts of these lucky Beiping soldiers who were alive.

At this time, how many people are willing to accompany Gongsun Zhan's father and son to death?

"Father, father..."

Gongsun Xu was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, he held a sword in one hand, and supported Gongsun Chan in the other, beating his chest in a hurry, with a faint trace of despair in his eyes.

"Ahaha... Life and death have life, wealth is in the sky, it's a big deal, what is there to be afraid of, if you are not afraid of death, kill me with me, even if it is death, it cannot be underestimated. ”

Gongsun Chan laughed loudly, turned over on his horse again, and looked up at the hillside with disdain, but what responded to him was a ruthless cold arrow.