Chapter 402: It will be the soul of the army
The sound of fighting tore through the sky.
On the crowded front, screaming, shouting, and fighting between the figures who stretched out spread out on the hillside, and a touch of red was not very conspicuous on the huge battlefield formed by the melee of nearly 10,000 people, but it was not difficult to find.
At this time, under the banner of Yuan Zi, the war horse turned around and shook the horsetail, Yuan Shao's face was stunned at first, and then sank, "....... That man is familiar...... General Han is strong in martial arts, why is he so poor? β
"Back to the lord, it seems to be ...... It's Lu Bu. Xu Yu nearby squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, opened his mouth slightly, and his face was a little unconvinced, "It's too far away, I can't see it too clearly, if it's Lu Bu, it's a little undeserved......"
Yuan Shao pondered for a moment and nodded: "Gao Shun surrendered to Gongsun Zhi, and he also said it in the past, who is Lu Bu?" is such a hero, how can he be willing to condescend to others, not to mention that Gongsun Zhi may not have the capacity to accommodate people, how can he let a fierce tiger live on the side of the couch! β
The words paused, raised his hand, and solemnly: "Beat the drum, pass the order to Yan Liang's department in front, Nanbei Wenchou and Han Meng speed up the pace, before dark, take the Xiliang armyββ"
The drumbeat of the herald attack sounded again, and the drumbeat went with the spread of the two army formations that stretched out in the past to strike from the north and south, and the battlefield in the middle of the confrontation, the terrible screams and the roar of fighting shook the hillside, and the arrows and crossbows of the surrounding raindrops shot at each other, flying and falling in the sky, bringing up bloody bodies and falling down in the battlefield of desperate fighting.
Xu Rong just glanced at the red-cloaked knight below, and once again focused his attention on the two armies of Wen Chou and Han Meng, and the orders that kept coming out of his hands fell into the hands of the lower-level generals, and with a shout, they were issued in the reserve team, and one team after another of the alternate teams ran behind the battlefield.
Cloak hunting and hunting, rolling in the dusk of the twilight, holding Fang Tianhalberd, the figure of the beast-faced swallowing armor is like a god of war riding on a red rabbit horse, Lu Bu's majestic face, with an indescribable majesty and murderous aura between his eyebrows, not far ahead, the old man who staggered picked up the heavy gun on the ground, his expression was a little demented, and after a while, he put a gun handle on the ground: "The old man is not ready to ......"
"Then so-and-so is waiting for you." On horseback, Lu Bu glanced at him indifferently, and turned his head to look at Gao Shun, who was a few steps away, "Can you fight again?" β
At the same time as the word 'battle' came out, Han Rong's face turned pale, and with a hum, he raised the heavy gun from the ground and shouted: "Zhuzier dares to ignore the old man!" He rushed out and pounced on the figure of his horse.
This way.
"Shun can still fight!" Gao Shun, who was helped up, pushed away the soldier beside him with a smile, and clenched the handle of the knife, "Fengxian, are you going to charge into battle?" β
In an instant, the head of the gun whistled from the side.
"Haha...... Call the trap camp, come with me! After Lu Bu whispered, he turned his head, and a halberd in his hand backhanded forked the stabbing heavy spear, blocking Han Rong's attack, and when the twig twisted, his voice suddenly rose: "Let go!" With a wave of his sturdy arm, the heavy iron spear was instantly pulled into the sky with great force, and it swirled and drew a trajectory, falling far away, and the old man maintained the posture of holding the gun, standing in place dumbfounded.
"It's not easy to live when you are old, get out!"
Lu Bu glanced at him, turned his horse with a halberd in one hand, and looked back at the figure under the rear marshal, "General Xu, can there be cavalry?!" β
After the Xiliang Army was under the command of Gongsun Zhi, there were originally 2,000 cavalry, and later transferred Shanggu County to merge into the Black Mountain Cavalry and the White Wolf Cavalry, over the years, successively transferred some from the reserve battalion as a supplement, but the number was not much, after the reform of the reserve military system began, all the sources of soldiers were recruited and trained by Shanggu County, and then uniformly distributed to the various armies.
Maybe Xiliangjun is not what it used to be, but he Xu Rong is still the same as before......
A majestic voice came, and he nodded and jumped forward: "Yes!" Immediately, he waved his hand at the herald: "Order eight hundred horsemen to charge with Wenhou, if you don't dare, you will be charged with the Xiliang armyββ"
On the side of the densely packed Xiliang army formation, a cavalry on standby bypassed this side. Lu Bu laughed heartily, knocked his heel on the horse's belly, and galloped away from Han Rong's side, Gao Shun followed closely with the ring head knife, and several pro-soldiers around him hurriedly followed, on the front of the confrontation, the rumbling horses' hooves rushed over, and the soldiers of the originally defensive camp saw the moment of the horse team, and hurriedly separated left and right, and rode first, holding the figure of Fang Tian's halberd galloping through this scene of fighting in the sunset, the crowd of people pushing, a Jizhou soldier roared and rushed into the retreating shield array, and in the next second, he was hit by the war horse and flew upside down.
The rumbling sound of horses' hooves stepped on, and the galloping horses rushed down the slope, with the huge inertia advancing forward, under the churning hooves, the viscous blood was stirred up along with the mud, rushing to the front of the red, a halberd slashed down at the rushing Jizhou soldiers, the gun snapped and shattered, and the body of the person rolled into a blood gourd on the ground, surrounded by a famous Jizhou soldier, holding a weapon has already noticed the cavalry rushing out of the line, surrounded by, and the front of the eight hundred cavalry was tightly blocked, There was a shout of killing.
The figure wearing the beast-faced head swallowing armor dragged the red cloak, and the pegasus fought out of the line, painting the halberd horizontally, slashing the person out, and the sound was like a tiger roaring, resounding through the heavens and the earth.
"Yuan Shao, do you remember the flying general Lu Bu-"
The voice echoed in the twilight, far away from the formation of Yuan Jun, Yuan Shao, who looked solemn and dignified, held the hilt of the sword at his waist 'Sizhao', squeezed it tightly, and felt hot on his face, "....... It's really him, how can it be...... Lu Bu...... Damn it in Xuzhou. β
On the other side, Xu You and Guo Tu were silent about the people who should have died, but they appeared on this battlefield, and the details in the middle still need to be slowly worked out. After thinking for a moment, Yuan Shaomeng drew his sword and shouted: "No matter who he is, order the whole army, kill all of them-"
The order passed, and while the herald galloped, the huge noise continued on the hillside, the sound of weapons colliding, the galloping sound of war horses, Gao Shun frantically paced, leaned over to pick up a shield from the ground, and stepped over a corpse groaning on the ground. Yin's body jumped up suddenly, swung his shield and smashed down, and blood burst out from the head of the Jizhou soldier in front of him, and then fell.
"Trapped! Still panting and killing me-" Gao Shun swung his knife into the chest of a rushing figure, pushed the other party back, and shouted loudly, and the surrounding soldiers in the camp shouted in unison: "Kill!" He flipped up the shield in his hand, and a spear stabbed out with the shouting figure that surged out.
At this moment's outbreak, the trapped camp of less than a thousand people held high the gun shield and advanced firmly like a mountain, and the corpses of those who had been stabbed and shot were still standing in the crowd, and as the more than 900 people who continued to advance began to move their feet, they took a step back, just one step, and a greater force pushed from the front......