Sixty-eighth Xiongguan Tiger Prison

The wind on the field is very strong, whistling past like thousands of troops, when the breeze is blowing, it is like a light soldier sneaking, and when there is no wind, it is just like the three armies holding their breath and concentrating.

The weapons were hot, the morale was full, and they were just waiting for the order to charge.

On the horizon, a cavalry column galloped in, kicking up billowing yellow dust, and the rumbling hooves of horses were mixed with the sonorous sound of swords.

Behind the cavalry were neat infantry, their heavy and uniform footsteps trembling to the same beat, like the gradual thunder of distant mountains, rolling across the endless field.

The raging mountain wind swept the dust under the feet of the troops, the steaming heat rushed out of the armor, the blood-red battle flags waved in the wind, and the fluttering banners hunted in the sky.

On the banner that was pulled straight by the wind was a big black and dignified character - Lu.

In a few moments, the army swept through the wilderness like a swift wind, and the yellow dust rolled up to the sky, and in the ups and downs of the mountains, all the knights turned over and dismounted, resting and reorganizing.

Shuo Fang Ye is big, Qiankun is slaughtered, the last ray of the sun on the horizon is gradually falling westward, and the long-awaited night comes as promised, like a black satin that envelops the whole world.

In the depths of the dense forest, the bonfires were dotted like stars, and a war horse like a blazing charcoal fire snorted heavily, and beside it, a tall and mighty man stood with a halberd, looking at the tiger prison with a deep gaze.

The memories of his previous life kept flashing in his mind, and familiar faces came into his mind, and he fixed the memory on the faces of the two people, and the corners of his lips suddenly curved in an arc: "Cao Cao, Liu Bei." ”

Gao Shun's majestic body came from the darkness, he walked straight to Lu Bu, and reported: "Lord Qi, the Western Liangsu general Huaxiong was beheaded, and the princes of Kwantung took advantage of the situation to detain the Tiger Prison, and at this time the Tiger Prison was surrounded by water. ”

"How many?" Lu Bu stood still like a reef.

"Eighteen towns, a total of 300,000 ......," Gao Shun said the estimated number in his heart.

Lu Bu's face finally showed a smile: "300,000 is indeed a lot, Shuda, how to fight this battle." ”

The armor on Gao Shun's body made a slight grinding sound, and he picked up a wooden stick and kept paddling it back and forth on the ground, his solemn face meticulous.

In a few moments, the outline of a Xiongguan appeared on the damp ground, and the Xiongguan was marked with the deployment of troops and the names of the princes, Gao Shun's eyes moved back and forth on the map, and finally fixed on Yuan Shao's name.

Dawn cut through the sky like a sharp sword, the dazzling sunlight erupted, Lu Bu opened his eyes, stepped out, and stretched out his hand to pull out Fang Tian's halberd from the ground.

Hunting in battle robes, showing red feathers, Lu Bu rode out of the woods, his eyes seemed to look through the mountains, overlooking the wolf smoke battlefield in front of the Tiger Prison Pass.

The charging shouts of the soldiers, the galloping roar of the iron horses, these familiar memories made Lu Bu's blood boil, he clenched the halberd, and turned his head to look behind him.

Behind him, the soldiers were like a sea, the flags were rolled, the swords and guns were sharp, he slowly pulled back his gaze, and raised the halberd in his hand: "Let's go." ”

Hu Zhen held the battlements in his hands, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the Chinese army of the coalition army, with a solemn expression.

In a few moments, there is a huge yellow tooth flag rising in the army of the coalition army, the morning sun is rising, and the colorful analysis feathers dotted on the flag are shining.

Yuan Shao boarded the chariot, his eyes swept across the entire battlefield, in the face of such a majestic pass, he was heroic and complacent, as long as he broke through this pass, he Yuan Shao's famous general Wei Buhainei.

Yuan Shao pressed the smile at the corner of his lips with his thumb, then pulled out his saber and pointed at the tiger: "Attack!" ”

"The alliance leader has an order, the whole army will attack!" The herald received the general's order, raised the flag, beat the golden drum, and passed the order layer by layer along the Chinese army.

"Kill!"

The silent soldiers shouted at the same time, and countless sword and shield soldiers rushed out of the battle formation, sweeping towards the Tiger Prison Pass like a tide.

As soon as Hu Zhen's hand was raised, the Xiliang army in the inner city raised the bow and crossbow into the air, and countless bowstrings were tightened at the same time.

Countless feathered arrows screamed out of the string, forming a huge cloud of arrows in the air, accompanied by a breathtaking sound of breaking the air, overwhelmingly enveloping the besieging coalition soldiers.

The dense arrows like flying locusts instantly approached the front, and the arrows that flashed with blue light suddenly grew larger in the eye.

"Puff~"

The sharp triangular arrows swirled through the shield, sliced through the leather armor, and then broke through the fragile human body, and the blood burst out in an instant, blooming into a puff of blood mist.

Pieces of allied soldiers fell like wheat straw in the autumn harvest, but this could not stop the others from moving forward bravely, and after several waves of arrows, the allied soldiers finally broke through the arrow curtain and killed the tiger prison.

The agitated war drums were like a torrential rain urging the forest, the Chinese army of the coalition army sounded a drum, and the besieging soldiers stepped forward against the ladder on their shoulders, and then the drum sounded, and the ladder was already on the city wall.

The dense crowd of soldiers with steel knives in their mouths clinged to the ladder like leeches, and the bloodthirsty shouts shocked the four fields, as if a raging flood overflowed the tall city walls.

Hu Zhen's hand was raised again, and suddenly, countless hard and heavy rolling logs flew down, crashing into the bodies of the siege soldiers, and countless coalition soldiers were hit by the rolling logs, and fell into the city with the rolling logs, falling into a bloody mess.

"Burn it for me." There was another hysterical shout between the battlements, and the allied soldiers who climbed the city only felt a darkness above their heads, and the uproar was like a thunderstorm, and the boiling hot oil was poured on their heads, and their scalps fell off, and they screamed and fell out of the ladder and fell straight down.

Gradually, the corpses under the city piled up more and more, and the castle tower dropped the torches, and the flames ignited the hot oil, and the city immediately burned into a sea of fire, and the corpses emitted black smoke and emitted a foul smell.

The drums of war urging the attack continued, and all the soldiers did not dare to retreat, they could only roll stones with hot oil on their heads, their bodies emitting flames and smoke, and groups of soldiers marched forward in a row, and the captains at all levels held steel knives in their backs to press the formation, and beheaded individual soldiers who were cowardly in the battle.

Suddenly, there was a rain of arrows under the city wall, and the overwhelming bows and arrows seemed to have a huge cloth with thorns, covering half of the sky, and one after another terrible howls resounded through half the sky.

The defenders on the city wall fell to the ground one after another, and the feathered arrows were like nails hammered down from the sky, nailing the flesh to the city one by one.

Hu Zhen got up from the female wall in embarrassment, his face was full of indignation, this Yuan Shao didn't take the lives of the soldiers seriously, and ordered like crazy.

Although the Tiger Prison Pass is a Xiongguan, it can't withstand the 300,000 troops taking turns to charge, and it is only in the morning and night to break the pass.

"Look, General!" One of the guards had sharp eyes, and he suddenly noticed a dark curtain on the horizon, and immediately pointed behind him and shouted.

Hu Zhen turned his head and glanced at it, only to see many small black spots faintly appearing on the boundless plain, and after a while, the outline of the dense crowd gradually became clear, and that layer of black curtain was the hunting flag.