In front of Wushan Pass, the corpses were piled up, and in two hours of fighting, the Wuping army had killed more than 4,000 people, from fifty steps to the city gate, and then to the city wall, piled up dense corpses, and sticky blood dripped down from the city wall. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The Shu army also suffered heavy losses, the 3,000 Shu army has lost more than 1,000 people, and there are only more than 1,500 people who can fight, and they still have to face the attack of 15,000 enemy troops, and the bows and arrows have also been used up, leaving only 25,000 arrows.

In between battles, the soldiers were also busy collecting arrows from the corpses.

The battle began again, this time the Shu army retreated blindly, but under the leadership of Wang Zhen, they fought very fiercely. The men and horses of both sides were entangled in front of the pass, swords and blood.

A Shu soldier slashed head-on, when the knife was still in mid-air, the faster Wuping soldier had already stabbed a hole in his chest with a shot, the soldier just wanted to pull out his spear, turn around to face the next enemy, who knew that the Shu army was so fierce, was pierced and didn't die, struggled to turn over and cut the enemy to the ground.

The exercise of two people in the blink of an eye turned out to be the result of losing both.

Wang Zhen is the one who rushes to the front, he must come to the enemy's commander as soon as possible and kill him, otherwise it will be difficult to hold Wushan Pass under the command of the enemy general.

Wang Zhen cut through the leather armor of an enemy soldier with a knife, the flesh and blood suddenly exploded, and a long wound appeared on the enemy soldier's body, and suddenly a stream of blood splashed out and sprinkled on his face, making him look even more hideous, killing the enemies around him, he continued to rush forward.

He immediately worked very well, killed more than ten enemy soldiers in a row, and at this moment he had come to the enemy general, fighting in one place, the enemy general actually used a mace, very heavy, wielding it vigorously, because the weapon could not resist hard, Wang Zhen could not get close for a while.

The two of them fought for more than a dozen rounds, Wang Zhenyi gritted his teeth, and when he saw the opponent's mace swinging over, he dodged the vital point on his body, and then the long knife stabbed him by the side, picking his armor apart, and making a deep cut in front of him, he was injured, but he did not retreat, and still moved forward bravely.

But such a serious injury was already the end of the strong crossbow, and it didn't take long for him to fall down with a thud.

Wang Zhengang breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly a sharp arrow shot from behind, he only felt dizzy, perhaps knowing that his injury was serious, and then raised his head to the sky and roared.

"God bless the Shu Kingdom, the Shu army is mighty!"

He shook his body and fainted to the ground.

At this moment, there was a loud horn sound in the distance, Gao Yanshou's five thousand iron horsemen came, the war knife was sharp, the horse was like a dragon, and the overwhelming murderous aura swept everything, killing everything, only to see Gao Yanshou wearing silver armor, rushing to the front.

After several hours of siege battles, the Wuping army here was exhausted, and when they saw the elite iron cavalry coming, they were already frightened, and thousands of Wuping troops began to rout.

Xu Hui saw clearly on the city wall, and when he saw the arrival of reinforcements, his desire for battle had reached its peak, he pulled out his long knife and said sharply:

"Soldiers of Shu, the enemy invaded my homeland and killed our relatives, now they are at the end of their crossbows, only blood can wash away their sins, pull out your long knives, follow me and rush out, the Shu army will win."

"The Shu army will win."

"The Shu army will win."

In the earth-shattering shout, the city gate was opened, and the remaining remaining remnants rushed out, like fierce tigers, swords and blood, making the enemy fearful.

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"What? Defeated, defeated, I have 90,000 male soldiers, how can I be defeated. In Zhou Xingfeng's big tent, he heard that not only was Wushan not captured, but 20,000 soldiers were also defeated, and Zhou Xingfeng couldn't believe his ears.

"Yes, Jie Shuai, the front army has been defeated, the rear army has come to report, Meng Xuanjue's army has been pressed up, Yang Shifan's 60,000 army has been dragged by Wanzhou, Sun Yu has also been defeated, Li Tingqi has led 50,000 fresh troops to the south, General Yang's army is also trapped, we, we are defeated."

The soldier's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, making Zhou Xingfeng feel extremely desperate, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and he suddenly fell unconscious.

I think how high-spirited he was when Zhou Xingfeng led the 150,000 army to arrive, but today he was so completely defeated and so embarrassed.

Xu Hui's audacity certainly put Zhou Xingfeng in a desperate situation, but it also attracted the final battle that Meng Xuanjue deliberately avoided almost in advance. Although the 50,000 military horses of Long'an Mansion led by Li Tingqi have already come to support, but in the long run, the decisive battle will not only hurt the enemy, but also cause a lot of losses to themselves.

Although the Shu army suffered heavy losses to Zhou Xingfeng's soldiers and horses, Zhou Xingfeng's descendants did not lose anything, and their elite was only strong and not weak. Although the strength on his side temporarily exceeded Zhou Xingfeng's troops, as long as he thought of a decisive battle with Zhou Xingfeng's elite, he felt a little headache.

Meng Xuanjue ordered Yang Ye to drag Yang Shifan on the one hand, and ordered Gao Yanshou and Zhao Li's military horses and his own Chinese army to be horns on each other.

Zhou Xingfeng is more than 60 years old this year, and he is sick, and now under this blow, he is terminally ill in an instant.

Half an hour later, 50,000 Wuping troops poured out of the nest and formed a large array around the Chinese army in Zhou Xingfeng, and before that, the Shu army of Zhao Li and Gao Yanshou was also in strict formation, and Meng Xuanjue's Chinese army was separated by three miles, supporting each other, and the two sides added up to more than 100,000 troops gathered, and this place was immediately filled with a burst of murderous atmosphere.

Both sides are still waiting, and neither dares to take the lead in beating the drums of war.

At this moment, several horsemen rushed out of the enemy's camp and rushed towards the Shu army's camp, and the archers of the Shu army immediately reacted, drew their bows and arrows, and were ready to fire at any time.

Meng Xuanjue waved his hand and said, "Let them come, don't let them go." ”

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes of the Shu army, the men and horses of the enemy army came not far from Meng Xuanjue's horse.

A middle-aged man in his forties, who was about forty years old, bowed deeply on horseback, "Wu Pingjun Jiedu envoy Sima Wu Ziyi has seen His Royal Highness the Prince of Shu." ”

He secretly glanced at Meng Xuanjue, and saw that although this person was wearing a military uniform, his face was handsome and quite elegant, with a slight smile on his face, exuding a calmness that was different from ordinary people and the calmness of Mount Tai and not chaotic.

Meng Xuanjue vaguely guessed that the purpose of their coming here was to surrender? It's impossible, Zhou Xingfeng is a generation of heroes, it's not the last moment yet, he won't, what is that here for? Meng Xuanjue really couldn't figure it out, and quietly waited for the comer to express his intentions.