The blood-like sunset reflected the majestic Longshan Mountain, and also reflected the ancient street pavilion road, but no one could tell that it was the color of the sunset, there was blood-stained, corpses all over the ground, layer upon layer, blood had dyed the narrow street pavilion ancient road, the original brown and yellow land, now it has become the black and purple of the people, a color that makes people's hearts palpitate and terror.

The twilight gradually fell, and the shouts of the fighting on the ancient road of the street pavilion gradually subsided, Huang Zhong was covered with blood, even his gray beard became black and purple, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the blood of the enemy.

Yan Yan didn't look better than Huang Zhong, he was injured in many places, the arrow was also hit by a feather arrow, the robe was soaked in blood, the big knife in Yan Yan's hand was knocked out of two big gaps, and it seemed that his weapon was also abolished. Yan Yan struggled to remove the arrow on his shoulder, and he was covered with wounds, and the pain in his shoulder made him numb. Yan Yan laughed heartily and said to Huang Zhong: "Brother Hansheng, it's been a long time since I've fought such a hearty battle, it's so enjoyable!" ”

Huang Zhong shook his head and waved his hand, he didn't feel tired at all during the bloody battle, but now that he relaxed, the bones around him felt as if they were about to fall apart, and it hurt to the heart. "No, the years are unforgiving, this old bone really can't stand the toss."

Zhang Yi smiled, these two old generals can be said to shine on the battlefield today, charging ahead, killing the most enemies, and have always stuck to the first front, leading the Jing army to repel wave after wave of attacks of the Wei army. is so brave and strong, no matter what, you can't associate an old word with them.

Yan Yan put away his smile and asked Zhang Yi sternly, "What are the casualties of our army?" How many centaurs are left? ”

Zhang Yi's expression also became heavy, after a day of bloody fighting, the 25th Division suffered more than seventy percent casualties, leaving behind the wounded personnel who had no combat effectiveness. There were less than 3,000 people left, and it was indeed a heavy loss.

The price paid by the Wei army was even heavier, with at least 15,000 people lying on the cold ground of the street pavilion. Despite this, the shape faced by the Jing army was extremely severe, and now there were only 3,000 people left, and the enemy they faced was at least 80,000 people, such a terrible disparity made Yan Yan's brows frown. Because it was dark, the Wei army had to stop fighting. However, it can be expected that once the dawn comes, these 3,000 Jing troops will inevitably withstand even more frantic attacks from the enemy. Yan Yan knew very well that now Liu Ze must have led a large army to come to the street pavilion in the starry night, but when they will arrive is completely unknown to Yan Yan, only with three thousand people. Can you hold the street pavilion and hold out until reinforcements arrive. Yan Yan was hardly sure.

"Zhang Yi, you take a thousand crossbowmen and retreat to the broken mountain behind, and the rest of the army retreats to the pass on the side of the mountain, no matter what, you must hold the street pavilion without losing!" There was a different dirt mountain at the intersection of the street pavilion, and Yan Yan transferred a thousand crossbowmen to the middle of the mountain. Carry out long-range strikes against the attacking Wei soldiers, the crossbow soldiers have weak protection ability, and are not suitable for close combat, and only condescending can they exert the greatest effect. Spearmen and sword and shield soldiers retreated to the pass on the side of the Broken Mountain, making the battlefield even narrower. It's better for defense.

But Guo Huai's tactics made Yan Yan also feel at a loss, completely dispassionate to the troops, oppressive attacks, the front one was killed, and the next one was immediately topped up, endlessly, which greatly increased the pressure on the Jing army, which was already weak, no matter how many casualties the Wei army had, it could be made up later, but the Jing army had one dead and wounded, but one less, this completely desperate and attritional style of play made Yan Yan very unbearable.

"The sons and daughters of Shu, maybe this is the place where you bury your bones, but Bashan Shushui has not raised a bad seed, here, we have to prove to the whole world that the sons and daughters of Shuzhong are all good men who would rather bend than bend, and they will not take half a step back if they die! Sons, do you have a kind? Yan Yan's voice was like a bell, and he shouted loudly.

"Yes! Swear not to retreat, although death is still alive! The soldiers shouted in unison, and their morale was high.

When the sky was cloudy, a new round of offensive of the Wei army began again, Guo Huai poured all his strength and launched the most fierce offensive, because he knew very well that every time he delayed, the danger would be more, once the pursuers of the Jing army arrived, the street pavilion would become his burial place, so no matter what, he had to open the street pavilion at any cost.

It was a bloody morning, the smell of blood was diffused in the mist, the Jing army was guarding the pass to the death, not allowing the Wei army to cross the thunder pool for half a step, the battle could no longer be described as cruel, the spear was broken, replaced with a big knife, the big knife was curled, and the bare hands had to fight with the enemy, the ground was full of corpses, and the Wei army had to pay a very heavy price for every step forward.

The bloody battle lasted until noon, and the soldiers around Yan Yan and Huang Zhong became fewer and fewer, and in the end, only the two of them remained. Facing the Wei army that surged up like a tide, Yan Yan and Huang Zhong stood still.

"Brother Hansheng, I'm sorry, if I hadn't pulled you here, I wouldn't have come to such a point." Yan Yan said to Huang Zhong with shame. Liu Ze's order was issued to the Ninth Legion, and because of the relationship between yin and yang, Huang Zhong also came to the street pavilion, and Yan Yan couldn't help but feel guilty.

Huang Zhong smiled and said: "The eldest husband can shroud the body in horse leather, I don't know how many times stronger than the old man who died between the couches, today he can die in the street pavilion side by side with Brother Yan, and the Huangquan Road is not lonely, it is wonderful!" ”

"Good! It's hard to know that I am going to die hand in hand, and I have no regrets in my life! Yan Yan rushed towards the Wei army, waving his big sword, and the flesh and blood were flying, "Enough is enough!" Yan Yan laughed on his horse, and several spears pierced his chest and back, and blood gushed out.

Huang Zhong saw Yan Yan go to his death, and rushed to the Wei army in the bushes without hesitation, but before he could get close, a feather arrow passed through the abdomen and shot through his body, Huang Zhong reluctantly pulled out the arrow, put the bow in his hand, and shot the arrow out, this arrow exhausted Huang Zhong's lifelong strength, like a wind, an arrow hit the helmet of a Wei general, and shot through the iron helmet alive, the front head went in and out of the back head, and the Wei general was killed immediately.

Huang Zhong laughed three times on his horse and fell to his death.

The Wei army was stunned, Yan Yan and Huang Zhong were so brave that they left an indelible impression on them.

Guo Huai rushed to the front of the army and urgently ordered the Wei soldiers to launch an assault on the Broken Mountain, wanting to annihilate the last remnants of the Jing army and open up the main road of the Jieting.

But at this moment, due west of the horn cannon sounded, and the sound of killing was everywhere, Guo Huai heard it, and his face was immediately like earth. (To be continued......)