The next day, when the morning sun bathes the earth in early spring. There are still some remnants of snow on the rooftops, roadsides, and hills, and these snow reflect dazzling light in the sunlight, and people can't open their eyes. And in the high treetops, on the low flat ground, the small shoots of green plants slowly stretched out.

Zhao Hong, who woke up from a sweet dream, woke up from his leather mattress. The sleepy-eyed Zhao Hong's eyes gradually became clear, and several of his subordinates were wearing armor at this time. As soon as he turned around, Zhao Hong also began to dress, and finally put on his two-grade armor, and tied a yellow turban on his helmet.

Ma Yao, who was wearing a yellow turban, wiped a head knife with a kudzu cloth on the side. Ma Yao is also the chief now, used to replace Liu Song who stayed behind in Longfenggou. At this time, the blade of the ring hand knife had been wiped so clearly that it was still being wiped vigorously by Ma Yao, and then Ma Yao said to himself without raising his head.

"It's going to be a decisive battle in a while, and finally when I can take revenge, I'm willing to die immediately!"

"Brother Ma, don't say unlucky things!"

Although Zhao Hong said it, he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and when he thought that he would participate in a battle of 10,000 people soon, the tension in his heart was swept away, and he couldn't hold back the excitement.

Before Zhao Hong's Qiantun finished breakfast, the tun general had already walked quickly.

"Assemble, assemble!"

"Woo---woo -----" accompanied by a burst of earth-shaking horn sounds, the dense white wave soldiers began to line up in a long marching column, from the camp in the south of the city, the huge queue is like the waves of the waves that never end. And the morning fog on the plains in the distance has not yet dissipated at this time, giving people the feeling of a mirage, vague and invisible.

A few miles outside the gate of the camp in the south of the city, the columns of the Baibo army in the shape of an army stopped, and the slender columns became shorter and wider, and one huge phalanx after another began to form at the same time. The dense white Polish soldiers were like a swarm of paired ants, constantly squirming forward with huge bodies, as if they were an ancient beast roaring. Countless yellow turbans were raised in the bitter cold wind, and the mountains were covered with a sea of yellow, and it seemed that there was no end to the view from afar.

And Zhao Hong also organized his right team at this time and began to line up in a phalanx. The sturdy of the right team soon completed the transformation of the queue at this time under the command of the five chiefs. Zhao Hong's department, which was immediately integrated, and the left team formed the Qiantun queue together. The rousing drum beat was accompanied by a long horn,

"Ten thousand people will fight!" Thinking that what was about to happen was a field battle of unprecedented scale, a wave of blood couldn't help but boil out of Zhao Hong's chest, and the right hand holding the sword began to tremble involuntarily.

"They're done!" A loud voice exploded in Zhao Hong's ears like spring thunder, almost making him stumble in excitement, like pouring a basin of cold water on a scorching flame. Zhao Hong, who was a little angry, turned his head and saw that Cao Peng, who was surrounded by armor, was standing behind Zhao Hong with a shocked face, and Cao Peng's mouth was so wide that he could almost stuff an apple.

"Got it." After answering lightly, Zhao Hong glared at the daredevil. While criticizing and educating his subordinates, Zhao Hong also secretly glanced at the left team not far away from the corner of his eye.

The left team has completed the whole team, and I saw that the queue of the left team has converged into a ten-by-seven battle formation, which looks neat and solemn. The long soldiers in the first few rows of the left phalanx pointed their halberds straight into the sky, and the sword and shield men in the back pointed their heads and knives to the ground while holding their shields on their chests. The sword and shield soldiers couldn't help beating the skin round shield with the sword of the sword, and at the same time, they took a step forward in unison, and with the passionate trumpet, they immediately compared Zhao Hong's right team with momentum.

"The veteran of the battle is really not covered!" While admiring in his heart, Zhao Hong was attracted by the scene on the right.

And I saw that the infantry phalanx there had already been reorganized, and in the strict battle formations, from time to time there were rumors of unstoppable horses wandering in various phalanxes, and the various colored back flags they carried were also shaking incessantly, as if they were moving stamens.

On the left and right sides are the white wave soldiers wrapped in yellow scarves that cannot be seen at a glance, and the dense white wave soldiers seem to be countless yellow ants rolling in waves of huge waves. Yellow flags began to rise in the center of the rolling waves, and the yellow flags spread with the strong wind from the northwest, and it seemed to be a sea of flags as far as the eye could see.

The sun had jumped out of the horizon, and some of the people could not open their eyes, and the thin mist was gradually dissipating under the increasingly strong sunlight, and the distant scene came into view。。。。。。

In the distance, some mottled red shadows pierced through the thin mist, and a vague rainbow shadow began to gradually become clear。。。。。

Three miles away, the brigade of the Han army gradually appeared, with red armor and red flags, and it was also a sea of red. The dense spear and halberd glowed in the early morning sun, and this light gradually became a thread with time, and the silver tree like ice crystal jade seemed to be moving forward while writhing its fat body, and this ice crystal jade silver tree seemed to be able to devour everything.

"The officers and soldiers are coming so fast!" Zhao Hong muttered secretly in his heart. At the moment when he was stunned, the crisp sound of horses' hooves came from far and near.

"Hurry up and respond to the flag!" One of the horsemen threw a word in the direction of the right team, and then waved the whip and hurried in another direction.

Fortunately, under the command of the five chiefs at this time, the belated right team phalanx was finally completed at this time. Zhao Hong's right team was a rectangular formation of fifteen people wide and six thick.

Thirty unarmored elites with their bodies against their shields held a javelin tightly in their hands, and a short sword hung from their waists at this time, their steps firm and powerful. The huge shield can largely replace the role of armor, and at this time when armor is in short supply, there is steel on the blade, and Zhao Hong will naturally not waste resources.

Behind this group of sword and shield soldiers, thirty half-cavalry leather-armored pikemen were at the forefront of the phalanx. Fifty unarmored men armed with wooden spears were at the end, and these elite men in leather armor had to use themselves to cover the unarmored warriors in battle, shielding them from the dense rain of arrows in hand-to-hand combat. The five chiefs all wore crotch armor, put on a sash, and stepped the head knife to the waist, but it was also quite stance. The remaining fifty people stayed in the camp south of the city under the leadership of Li Yong, because they did not have decent weapons at all, and they were sent to death when they went out of the city to fight.