The morning sun is rising, and the clouds are steaming.

Hao Zhao reined in his war horse and looked at the Montenegrin army camp in the distance, and according to Lu Bu's order, he led the crossbowmen to guard the battlefield on all sides, so that the army could smoothly cross the Zhuozhang River and reassemble the formation.

The long-awaited decisive battle has finally begun.

A long horn pierced the sky, and then from the Bingzhou army camp came the roar of war drums and thunder, Hao Zhao turned his head to look back.

The gate of the state army was opened, and Lu Bu was dressed in a beast-swallowing chain armor, wearing a red brocade robe of Xishu on his shoulders, and a golden crown was tied to the top, with two big red feathers inserted on it.

The wind is blowing strongly, the robe is hunting, the feathers are undulating, and the red rabbit under the crotch is as red as a fire, red and dazzling, looking from a distance, Lu Bu's whole person is like a raging flame.

Behind him, two thousand iron cavalry rushed out, led by Cheng Lian and Wei Yue, respectively, looking at it head-on, this cavalry was like a black torrent, they were all wearing heavy black two-gear armor, and the hood under the helmet covered most of their faces, only revealing a pair of emotionless eyes, they each waist and crotch steel knife, hand iron spear, bow and arrow with them, two iron spears were placed on the left and right sides of the saddle, under the sunlight, emitting a cold blue light.

If this cavalry is not black, I am afraid that there is only the undulating white feathers on their helmets.

The cavalry was followed by the infantry, commanded by Wei Xu, Song Xian, Hou Cheng, and Hao Meng, with about 40,000 people, and the uniform pace was as heavy as thunder, stepping on the rolling yellow dust on the endless field, no one spoke in the long line, and the cold light of the spears surged, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

Walking at the end were the crossbowmen, commanded by Cao Xing, the number was about three thousand, the crossbowmen held strong bows in their hands, stepped out of the camp, the quiver on their waists and backs were stuffed with arrows, Hao Zhao could imagine that once these arrows flew into the sky, it would be enough to overturn the whole world and make it miserable.

The 50,000 Bingzhou troops crossed the Zhuozhang River separately, quickly assembled on the west bank, and entered the battle positions one by one.

The banners all over the sky, the shining armor, the smoke and dust covering the sky, the majestic and lofty war songs, the neighing of people and horses, Zhang Yan, who was watching the battle in front, was shocked by the mighty marching formation, and his clenched fists couldn't help but clench a few more points.

"All the troops are attacking!" Zhang Yan, who had sunken eye sockets, stood upright on horseback and took the lead in riding out to meet her, followed by three thousand light horsemen.

There were 10,000 strong men around the light cavalry who came out on foot, holding large swords to defend Zhang Yan's cavalry flanks, they were all carefully selected by Zhang Yan from the Montenegrin army, they were very tall, although they did not have much armor, but they all had strong and heavy shields in their hands.

Behind the cavalry, 50,000 infantry and 20,000 archers were ready to go, but it was a pity that the infantry's weapons were uneven, and some even carried farm tools to the battlefield, and the archers' arrows were also pitiful, with a few scattered arrows.

In the midst of the billowing smoke and dust, the battle flags of the Montenegrin Army erected a colorful jungle, sparsely sparse, with different colors and banners, compared with the neat and tidy Bingzhou Army, the morale of the army is clear at a glance.

"The thief army is really powerful." Cheng Lian shrugged his shoulders and said coldly: "But it can be seen that the cavalry and swordsmen of the thief army are the backbone, and the infantry and archers are really weak. ”

"This is just right, the so-called snake hitting its seven inches, as long as the enemy war cavalry is defeated, the thief army will be defeated." Wei Yue shook his arm, and the scar on his face was terrifying: "First kill the enemy with a strong bow and a hard crossbow, and the sound of the crossbow is endless, then the thief will not dare to advance, wait for the enemy's sharp spirit to be frustrated, and then attack it with cavalry, and annihilate it completely." ”

"I'm afraid it's not that simple, Zhang Yan has been in the dark for many years, not to be underestimated, we have to go all out." Cheng Lian's eyes were firmly fixed on Zhang Yan's big sword, and he couldn't help but clench the Pu knife in his hand.

"Noise!" Lu Bu snorted coldly, and Wei Yue and Cheng Lian quickly shut up.

"Beat the drums, challenge!"

Under the scorching gaze of more than 100,000 soldiers on both sides of the war, Lu Bu's red horse and golden armor, fluttering feathers, one person and one horse like the scorching sun, are extremely dazzling, and the body is really dignified and magnificent.

"Wen Hou - Hmm- Wen Hou!"

The 50,000 troops raised their banners of sword, gun, and battle, and the majestic shouts rose wave after wave, as if they were about to overturn the whole world.

Seeing that the enemy formation was unmoved, Lu Bu raised his halberd: "If you have no guts, you can dare to fight." ”

Nearly 100,000 Montenegrin troops breathed like suffocation, looking at the majestic man from afar, and no one dared to step forward to engage in battle, because the news of the Tiger Prison Pass had already reached the army.

The princes of the eighteen towns in Kwantung, thousands of generals, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, Lu Bu rode across the ten thousand armies, as if entering a no-man's land, and almost cut off the head of the alliance leader Yuan Shao.

I'm afraid that this world is so big that those who can hide its edge are like a drop in the ocean, not to mention the poorly equipped Montenegrin Army.

The sky was unusually turquoise, and the white clouds fell in the outline of the distant mountains, faintly intertwined with the heat flowing on the ground, as if intentionally clearing a territory in the turbid Zhang River for the enemy and us to fight.

The wind, which had begun to stir, swept across the no-man's land in front of the two armies, rolling up dust from time to time, and fine grains of sand sharpened the swords and guns, and also blurred the eyes of the soldiers on both sides.

Seeing that no one was fighting, Lu Bu raised his halberd, and Song Xian, Wei Xu, Hou Cheng, and Hao Meng immediately waved their troops forward, and Rulin's spears and halberds all turned outward, like rows of protruding fangs in the mouth of a wild wolf.

The drums of war were like a torrential rain urging the forest, the eyes of the officers and men of the three armies contracted sharply and excitedly because of the impending killing, and the orderly banner made the pace of tens of thousands of soldiers march in unison, like a giant striding forward.

The Black Mountain army on the opposite side all widened their eyes, they had never seen such a large and neat officer army, although the movement was slow, but the momentum was magnificent, like a high mountain pressing on the top, the torrent broke the embankment, unstoppable.

Cao He and Hao Zhao ordered almost at the same time, and the two of them led the crossbowmen to quickly rush to the two wings, wrapped in a thunderous momentum, and pressed towards the Black Mountain Army with murderous energy.

Zhang Yan had a cold face, and a word popped out of her mouth: "Kill"

The Black Mountain Army, which was waiting for the battle, suddenly rushed towards the formation of the Bingzhou Army like a flood that burst the embankment, and the layers of sword light flickered, roaring and rushing towards the formation of the Bingzhou Army.

"Sit!" Cao He and Hao Zhao waved the order flag at the same time.

The crossbowmen on both wings fell half-kneeling on the ground and fell like mountains.

"Lift!" The half-kneeling Bingzhou army raised the bow and crossbow in his hand into the air, and countless bowstrings were tightened at the same time, and the creaking sound was connected, forming a huge sense of oppression in the air.

"Shoot!" Cao Xing and Hao Zhao shouted at the same time.

The sharp arrows departed from the string and converged into a huge arrow cloud in the air, accompanied by a palpitating sound of breaking the air, and the arrows like locusts flew and swirled towards the front army of the Black Mountain Army.