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Xue Shixiong was the second high-ranking general to die in Chen Kefu's Southern Expedition, and the deputy commander of the Southern Expedition Army.

If the clay pot is not broken from the well, the general will inevitably die.

Xue Shixiong, like most generals, eventually died in the battle array.

Xue Shixiong died like a hero, and he was extremely heroic. He died like a hero, and shot a hedgehog at the peasant army fifty paces away, but he was still alive, hanging with arrows and leaning on a few spears, against several peasant cavalry. Many soldiers of the peasant army saw the exquisite armor he was wearing and recognized him as a high-ranking general. He was trying to capture him alive, but every peasant soldier who came within five paces of him was cut down by him, and his corpse formed a circle around him.

Even Dou Jiande and the others in the distance were attracted by the intelligence here, Dou Jiande, Ling Jing and others rushed to the horse, and recognized at a glance that the general in front of them was Xue Shixiong. When he was a captain of 200 people, he was under Xue Shixiong, and he had seen him from afar at that time. I just never thought that he and he would meet again on such an occasion.

"Xue Shuai, Chen Pojun is just a chaotic thief, why do you do this for him?" Dou Jiande said loudly.

Xue Shixiong's hair was scattered, the golden helmet on his head had also fallen, and dozens of arrows were hung on the armor on his body, and the whole person was like a hedgehog. If it weren't for the sturdy armor on his body, which blocked most of the strength of the sharp arrows, and only let the arrows stab the shallow flesh, I was afraid that he would have died a long time ago. However, although the arrow wound was not injured, there were too many wounds, and if he kept bleeding like this, he would not be able to last long.

Xue Shixiong slammed his sword on the ground. gasped for breath and raised his proud head, but he didn't speak to Dou Jiande. He surrendered to Chen Pojun, although he was forced by the situation, and the Linyu Pass had been lost at that time. But what is the compensation is not because Chen Pojun is a court official, and he also has royal blood. this era. Origin and ancestry are too important. The same is true of Xue Shixiong, who was born in a family, he has never looked directly at Dou Jiande, who was born in a peasant, and those peasant soldiers. In his eyes, these people have always been just rioters.

No matter how powerful these people are, in his eyes. After all, it can't be put on the table. After all, it will be swept away. In his eyes, apart from burning, killing and looting, the peasant army would not govern the world and the people at all. And although Chen Pojun is also a rebellious minister, he and the mud legs are two worlds apart. Chen Pojun's actions in Liaodong over the years have won the recognition in his heart. But the peasant army would not let him approve at all.

What if Dou Jiande can beat him today. In the blink of an eye, it will still be in smoke. Chen Pojun entered Hebei, and what he held in his hands was the general trend. Although Dou Jiande won a small victory, he could not change the general trend of Hebei, and it was only a matter of time before he was destroyed.

Dou Jiande watched Xue Shixiong twist his head to the side, ignoring himself at all, and he was slightly angry in his heart. He understands these officials from the Sui Dynasty family too well. In their eyes, no matter how good those who come from humble backgrounds are. They don't see it in their eyes at all.

Ling Jing on the side suddenly said in a loud voice, "Xue Dashuai." Can't you understand what's in front of you? Previously, General Guo Xun was killed when he went south, and the six adults in the army were all soldiers of the Hebei Army. Today, the 30,000 soldiers and horses of the commander are gone, and the whole army is all soldiers of the Hebei Army. In these two battles alone, nearly 40,000 officers and soldiers of the Hebei Army were killed and wounded, and what damage could Chen Pojun's Liaodong Army have? As far as I know, the losses were no more than a thousand. Hasn't Xue Shuai seen something yet? ”

"Xue Shuai, wake up. Chen Pojun surrendered the soldiers of the Hebei Army on the surface, but in fact, he was deliberately consuming the surrendered soldiers of your Hebei Army through the southern expedition. If not, do you think that Chen Pojun has an army of 150,000, but why did he divide his troops to the south again and again? Why do you know that my generals are strategic, and the soldiers are fierce, but they have repeatedly dispatched Hebei soldiers to attack? ”

Xue Shixiong's pupils dilated slightly, and he felt a pain in his heart. These words touched the pain in his heart, and after today's defeat, of course he also understood some of Chen Pojun's intentions. Even, he knows more than Dou Jiande and others, Dou Jiande and others are just guesses, but he has already affirmed them in his heart. After surrendering to the Liaodong Army, he knew that Chen Pojun had a very tight intelligence network. Before every battle, Chen Pojun can anticipate the enemy's opportunities and grasp the enemy's movements early. …,

This time, he and Chen Pojun were only a day or two apart, and Dou Jiande had so many soldiers and horses to attack, it was impossible for Chen Pojun not to know about it. But he never received Chen Pojun's military information, and the facts were already in front of him.

But so what?

He already understood in his heart that Chen Pojun's treatment of the Hebei Army was also related to his attitude after he surrendered to Chen Pojun. If he could be like Luo Yi, maybe he wouldn't have lost today. Unfortunately, it was too late to understand, and 30,000 brothers accompanied him on the road. I hope that the four sons will understand this in the future and not repeat their own mistakes.

"Xue Shuai, we are all from Hebei. Now that the imperial court has existed in name only, Xue Shuai might as well join us, and we will conspire together. If Xue Shuai is willing, Dou is willing to give up the position of leader and serve Xue Shuai as the master. Dou Jiande said loudly.

Xue Shixiong laughed coldly a few times, and looked at Dou Jiande as if he were looking at a dead person. He was most sure in his heart that his defeat today was caused by Chen Po's refusal to save him. Now that Chen Pojun knew that Dou Jiande was coming to attack him, how could he let Dou Jiande annihilate his 30,000 horses in vain?

Such a big bait was put down, Dou Jiande came to the city, Chen Po's soldiers were like gods, how could he miss this opportunity to catch them all? I'm afraid that at this time, Chen Pojun's men and horses have already rushed to these four corners and surrounded them, right? It's ridiculous that Dou Jiande is still drunk with the smugness of defeating him, and he doesn't know that he is already a dead man.

Xue Shixiong raised his eyes and looked around, but when he saw that the killing sound of the camp had gradually stopped, he knew in his heart that the Hebei soldiers in the camp were estimated to be almost dead. With a pain in his heart, Xue Shixiong's heart was full of self-blame, he reached out and took a spear, Xue Shixiong held the spear in his hand, and threw his strength towards Dou Jiande.

One of Dou Jiande's adopted sons jumped high and smashed the spear to the ground with a single stroke.

Dou Jiande stood there with a pale face, seeing that after persuading him for so long, Xue Shixiong not only did not change his mind, but actually tried to shoot himself, and he was disappointed. He gestured to the eyes of the concubine, and under the order of the Great Taibao Dou Rail, more than a dozen spears were thrown at the same time, and the spears pierced Xue Shixiong's body in an arc, and blood gushed out. Xue Shixiong fell, a peasant army infantry with a piece of Mingguang armor and a cavalryman with dark skin and rotten teeth rushed to cut Xue Shixiong's head, Xue Shixiong suddenly stood up and cut the infantry in two with a knife, and then fell again and for the last time. So the cavalryman, who had lost his rival, was very happy. He carefully cut off Xue Shixiong's head and hung it with the string of human heads under his saddle.

Dou Jiande looked at Xue Shixiong's headless body standing there, and he also had all kinds of feelings in his heart. He was looking forward to Xue Shixiong joining him just now, but he didn't expect that Xue Shixiong would look down on him so much that he would rather die than obey. For a moment, my heart was both lost and angry. If Xue Shixiong is willing to surrender, then the Hebei army here will definitely surrender, and his own power can be immediately increased several times.

Dou Jiande, who was angry, turned around and shouted, "Pass the order and kill all the Hebei troops." Let the brethren move quickly, clean up the battlefield early, collect the armor and weapons, and we will leave here early. Thinking of Chen Pojun, who was only a little more than a day away from here, Dou Jiande felt uncomfortable in his heart.

The peasant army swarmed forward and killed the surviving soldiers of the Hebei Army to the ground, taking all their belongings from them.

On the battlefield, the sound of fighting finally stopped, and the thick fog finally gradually dissipated. Dou Jiande commanded his subordinates to quickly clean up the battlefield in order to leave the battlefield as soon as possible. More than ten miles away from the periphery of the camp were the 200,000-year-old people in Leshou City brought by Cao Zhan. Each of them was armed with a sharpened wooden spear, and he did not even have a single iron weapon on him. They were scattered in groups of three or five in a radius of dozens of miles, searching everywhere to intercept the fish that might escape on the battlefield.

"Look, what's that?" A young man with a wooden gun in his hand pointed into the distance with a surprised expression.

Behind him, another boy of a similar age also stopped searching and looked up.

"Run, the officers and soldiers are coming!" The young man screamed in horror, dropped the wooden gun in his hand, and turned to run.

The phalanx along the way drove out and spread out in formation on the plains outside the mountains and forests. Huge and neat steel phalanxes were formed in an instant, covering the entire Niukou Plain. The heralds rode between the phalanxes on horseback and shouted: "Ready! The infantry raised their spears in unison, and above the phalanx there was a cold flash of steel. The cavalry mounted one after another, serving as a reserve for the counterattack on both flanks, and rows of raised horizontal swords were as bright as snow, like a dazzling ribbon of light, and the fallen leaves blown by the autumn wind fell quietly on the soldiers' helmets and shoulders.

There was a thunderous sound of hooves, and the earth shook slightly. The black-pressed cavalry group is rapidly approaching, like waves, like a tsunami, the outline like a cloud head, is becoming clearer and clearer, the black-pressed formation, holding a long sword and gun, and the thousands of horses' hooves splashing fallen leaves, flying all over the sky, that might, as if the whole army is stepping on a cloud, flying on the ground! It is like a demon that appears in the dark abyss of legend, riding the clouds and swallowing all those and things who dare to stand in its way.

Just above the plain where the fog had just dispersed, in the midst of the army, a huge Chen Zi Daxu waved in the wind. Chen Pojun personally led an army of 40,000 troops to march in a hurry day and night, and hurried to the battlefield. It's just that I don't know if it's intentional, or if it's just a coincidence, when Chen Pojun's army arrived, Xue Shixiong's 30,000 army happened to be wiped out. (To be continued.) )