"General Fan, this is the Divine Thunder Heavenly Fire, and it is said that this is how the Huiluo Cang was burned." There is a general who overheard this rumor and legend, and then looked at the image in the foreground, and couldn't help but shudder, and conveyed it to Fan Chou without thinking about it.

"Put your mother's bullshit, General Ben doesn't believe in heaven and evil, if you are still lying to confuse the public, take it down immediately and ask for the guilt."

"Boom, boom, boom" There was another loud bang that rushed to the sky, and the Guanzhong army was full of fear. This time it exploded in the pile of bows and arrows, and dozens of archers left with hatred before they fired a single arrow.

"Spread out, spread out." Fan Chou shouted angrily.

As soon as the soldiers heard the order, they scattered in formation, but the official road was so wide, and there were dense soldiers in front and behind, except to move to the slopes on both sides, there was really no way to squeeze them. Under Fan Chou's order, the formation of the soldiers was pulled apart, but it was crooked and slanted, and it was not an army.

Fan Chou's face was like a black cauldron, and he was angry on the spot and said: "He Chen, if you have the ability, you can do it with a real sword and a real sword, and use this conspiracy and trickery, what kind of hero is it?" ”

He Chen looked at the formation in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, this time the situation was obviously different from the previous two times. In the battle of Changshe, he was ambushed in place at the beginning, and he had the upper hand psychologically, coupled with the high wind in the night, and the hillside on one side, Zhang Ji was unprepared before he was blown up by himself; As for the Huiluo Cang, the fire thunder is used as an incendiary bomb, and the effect is surprisingly good. But this time it was different, the two armies were facing each other, and the enemy was ready to fight, and the other party's spear and turtle shell could be broken, and the mission was already completed. Although it shook the morale of the enemy, it had not yet reached the point of collapse at one touch, and the opponent had formed a skirmish line at this time, which seemed to be out of order, but it just restrained the power of the fire and thunder to break through the dense defense, and it had no great effect in using it.

"Huang Zhong, charge in line, let the recruits experience the ruthlessness of the battlefield." He Chen pulled out the fish intestine sword, pointed at Fan Chou, and shouted loudly. Damn, I can't bear the help of a wolf, how can I grab the wealth of a rich country without a little blood.

"The three-song team and the four-song team follow a certain one." Huang Zhong did not hesitate after receiving the order, shouted loudly, and took the lead, and the two men and horses moved when they heard the sound, bringing up a puff of rolling dust, and rushed forward in great strides.

"Haha He Chen, you just have this little trick, brothers, on." Fan Chou laughed cruelly, since he can't hold it, let's fight for bayonets, the bravery of the Guanzhong Army has never been lost to any opponent in the world. It's just that Fan Chou has also learned well, and he didn't put all the soldiers on it in one go, but scattered them one by one, and went to the team in batches.

"Kill" The two sides first suppressed and counter-suppressed with a wave of archers, and then quickly engaged in short-handed combat.

He Chen knew the weakness of his soldiers, if he didn't rush across Fan Chou's department with anger, and after the three-plate axe, let the Guanzhong army come to his senses and give full play to the advantages of the Guanzhong army's courage and good fighting, I was afraid that even if they could win when the time came, it would be a tragic victory.

"The heart sword of the martial arts."

He Chen did not hesitate to use his martial arts skills, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in the sky, and two sword qi with purple and blue light condensed in the void, almost floating above his head like substance. Between the spit of light, countless cold ice and murderous qi flowed, and clouds of mist shrouded the surroundings.

The entire battlefield was in a state of silence, and all sounds stopped almost at the same time.

What kind of sword is this? How can it be so huge? And it comes in a variety of colors? Can you float in the air with white?

Witnessing this, Fan's eyes were as wide as eggs, and his entire mouth was wide enough to swallow a cow. All the Chinese troops concerned were also dumbfounded and dumbfounded. I'm your eldest sister, what the hell did you live in broad daylight?

Even Nanyang Jun had a demented expression, and for a while he missed the great opportunity to cut wood in vain.

"Go ahead." As He Chen's words fell, the two zhang-long purple and green sword qi, as if they had eyes and wings, avoided the people and horses, and flew away like meteors, bringing bursts of dull sounds like thunder, extremely sharp, just in an instant, they had passed through the void, to the front, and everywhere they passed, they all passed through the chest, disemboweled, and countless soldiers died at the touch, along a straight line, frantically crushed the past, leaving behind almost a vacuum. At least hundreds of soldiers were dismembered and screamed.

Sure enough, the Heart Sword skill launched by He Baiquan in his heyday was more than ten times stronger than the last time.

The Guanzhong army shook again, the soldiers cried and shouted for their mothers, fled in all directions, and the defense line that had just been organized collapsed again.

The two heart swords, slashing back and forth several times, the light became dimmer and dimmer, and finally disappeared into the air. At least about 300 more Guanzhong foot soldiers fell to the ground and could not get up again.

Although Huang Zhong had already seen He Chen's endless hand breaks, he was still shocked when the two majestic and gorgeous long swords cut vegetables and cut melons to kill the enemy soldiers. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, and when Fan Chou's army had not yet been reorganized, he led his troops into the enemy formation.

"Boost morale."

"Increase our army attack."

He Chen fell behind, and there were 3,000 people around him, after learning the lesson of Huiluocang, this guy swore to be a turtle with a shrunken head for the rest of his life, and he would never go to the front line as a last resort. Just like in the game, the guy who is both civil and military is always alone in the back, and the other four fierce generals rush into the enemy army, and the magic weapon is desperate, and the Rakshasa shield or something is thrown around.

"Kill" will be the courage of the soldiers, the state pastor is so powerful, and the Nanyang soldiers are brave and take the lead.

A row of pikemen, with their spears placed in the waist and abdomen, walked in a neat and consistent pace, following Huang Zhong's footsteps in the friction sound like sour teeth in the nails, even if the sword and sword shadow in front of them, all of them were strong Guanzhong soldiers, still fearless, stabbing fiercely, collecting guns and stabbing again.

"Ahh The simple and powerful movements of the pikemen, coupled with the powerful impact brought by the running through the surname, although most of them missed, some were blocked by the opponent's shield soldiers and deeply inserted into the shield, but they still brought a lot of killing, and some of the Guanzhong troops who couldn't dodge fell in response, and were stabbed in holes all over their bodies, and blood splashed everywhere.

Although most of the soldiers in Nanyang are new recruits, their combat strength is not as good as that of the Guanzhong Army, but they are victorious because of their high morale and fearless death. Coupled with the numerical advantage, they steadily gained the upper hand, and the Guanzhong army that was killed continued to have people standing on the ground and retreating step by step.

As the saying goes, what kind of general can bring out what kind of soldiers. Although these recruits were not trained by He Chen himself, but with He Chen's surname, these soldiers seem to be born to like Yin people the most, and they are good at beating water dogs.

It's just that the foot soldiers in Guanzhong are all experienced in a hundred battles, although their morale is low, but after avoiding the impact of several waves of spearmen, they still stick to their bodies and shorten the distance between the spearmen, so that the Nanyang army cannot give full play to the advantages of the pikemen group charge. At this time, the sword and shield soldiers behind the spearmen, wearing chain mail with good defensive ability, struggled to replace the retreating spearmen, and pushed to the front line, flying shields one by one, blocking the opponent's direct stabbing weapons, and a burst of iron-like "ding" sound was endless.

Only then did the two sides begin to engage in a real scuffle.

The weak battle of the Nanyang soldiers' lack of combat experience was gradually exposed, and the casualties of the soldiers soon stretched in a straight line.

He Chen's eyes were cold and expressionless. The division of a hundred battles has always been rolled on the battlefield. Since ancient times, the law of survival has been natural selection, and the survival of the fittest. He repeatedly built momentum and kept suppressing Fan Choubu with martial arts skills, just to balance the combat power, remove the chaff, and let the soldiers grow up rapidly through such fierce battles, and eventually become the elite of a hundred battles. You must know that Dong Zhuo moved the capital to Chang'an, and Guanzhong has been chaotic for a few years, which is the best period for his own development and growth, and the best time to regain his territory, Lao Mao said that if the gun is out of power, if you want to control the eight counties of Jingzhou, you must have a huge fighting force under your command, and it is far from enough to have thousands of elites.

Time flies, the sound of killing on the battlefield is still shocking, flesh and blood are flying, and the ground is full of corpses.

"Dian Wei, Yan Ming, each lead a thousand elite soldiers." He Chen looked at the situation, looked at the time again, and the convoy that was gradually moving away, He Chen was not rubbing, and said sharply.

The two ugly men had already seen it itching, and when they heard He Chen's order, they were in good spirits.

Dian Wei raised his axe, the leopard's eyes opened angrily, and Lei shouted: "Brothers, go up." ”

The three thousand soldiers behind He Chen were the elite of Wancheng, each of them was wearing exquisite chain mail, and the weapons in their hands were all made of copper and iron, which was extremely sharp. These soldiers have been following He Chen in the southern and northern wars for several years, and they can all block ten with one, brave and tenacious. If you don't send them in the first place, you just stay behind and deal a fatal blow to your opponent.

Dian Wei and Yan Ming were used to play the role of attacking arrows and meat grinders, and they led the elite of Wancheng like wolves and tigers, like heavy tanks with full horsepower, all the way to rampage. The gap between the elite and the ordinary soldiers was soon revealed, and in the high-speed running, the soldiers' movements were still consistent and neat. All of them had a calm expression, relaxed spirits, and flexible limbs.

And Dian Wei is a lion leading a group of wolves, rushing into the enemy team first, the double halberd weighing more than 80 catties is running like flying, and there is no one round under his command, but whoever is close to him, there is only one end, death.

Yan Ming is not far behind, a three-pointed and two-edged knife is also extraordinary, dancing like a tiger and a tiger, constantly harvesting lives.

The scene of the battlefield being evenly matched was broken with Dian Wei and Yan Ming leading two thousand elites, and the balance of victory soon began to turn on He Chen's side.

At this time, Fan Chou saw that something was wrong, and couldn't help but ask the guards angrily: "Why hasn't Li Xun led the troops to surround him?" Li Qi, that guy is eating shit, why hasn't there been any movement until now? ”

(To be continued)