Yellow fat horse, iron gun.

With a black armor, a fiery red helmet on his head, and a banner standing upright in the wind behind him, Li Yuan's image is not handsome and dashing, but in the eyes of Sima Yin and the trapped Qin soldiers, it is as awe-inspiring and trembling as the killing god Yang Halberd descending from the sky.

"Brother Li, it's you!" Sima Yin's face was covered with blood, staring at his eyes in disbelief, and shouted excitedly at Li Yuan, who was dripping blood from his spear.

Half a day of endless killing, so that Sima Yin was tired, he knew very well that the Qin army was facing a predicament, he had no hope of breaking through, at this moment, Yang Xiong was afraid that he would not be able to protect himself, among the ranks of the Qin army, Sima Yin couldn't think of anyone else who could turn the tide.

"Haha, Sima, but there is still the strength to fight!" Li Yuan rode his horse, raised his spear, shouted loudly, stepped off the yellow fat horse and neighed, rolled his hooves and galloped out.

"Fight! Fight, fight! Sima Yin witnessed Li Yuan's brave performance, and his heart was also excited, Da Qin boy, who doesn't want to be an immortal general like Bai Qi, Sima Yin shouted, shouting and shouting that his own pawn led the war horse, and for a while, the lost strength returned to courage in an instant, making him a hundred times more energetic, as if he had just stepped on the battlefield.

"Great Qin, Great Qin, Great Qin!" The shouts of the Qin army's generals came and went, mixed with bursts of battle songs, and compared with the decadence of Fang Cai, the morale of the Qin army began to recover because of Li Yuan's toughness.

On the entire left flank battlefield, there were still three or four thousand Qin generals who were divided and surrounded, and these Qin soldiers saw that Li Yuan was invincible when he saw Li Yuan riding and shooting, and the hope of survival began to ignite in his heart again.

The wind is raging, and the black tide is rushing.

Gradually, behind Li Yuan, more and more Qin generals roared loudly, wielding the weapons in their hands vigorously, the surging killing intent echoed in the sky above Baimadu, the raging river could not extinguish their instinct to survive, and the bleak wind could no longer cool their will to fight to the death.

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As soon as Huang Xin couldn't close, he was picked and killed by Li Yuan, and Peng Yue, the great thief of Juyeze, had a blue and white face for a while, and unpleasant memories began to flood into his heart, and his pace couldn't help but slow down;

General Pu lay on his horse, turned around and ran wildly, and Huang Xin's muddy slashing made him frightened when he witnessed it from a distance, is this still a human being? It's Xiang Yu of the three armies who are brave and champion, is it the opponent who still says it, not to mention himself, in order to help lose his life, this deal is really not worth it-.

Cao Shen was angry in his chest, and he was entangled by the Qin army of Gan Houbo and Zhou Xing, and he saw Li Yuan's tactics of attacking the weak enemy and sweeping away the princes, but for a while, he couldn't pull out;

The baby was frightened, and he took his own horse on the right wing to tear it back and forth, but he didn't move closer to the direction of Li Yuan's army, and the news that Huang Xin was trampled into flesh made him feel extremely lucky, if he hadn't ridden to the rescue, his fate would be no different from Huang Xin's at this time.

Xiahou Ying drove the chariot and still didn't give up, but unfortunately the four wheels couldn't run on four legs, and following behind Li Yuan, Xiahou Ying could only do anything in vain.

At the moment when the tide of the war was reversed, Pei Gong Liu Bang was safely in the largest restaurant in Baimaxi City, and the drunkards ate a pot of good wine, the weather in autumn and winter began to get cooler, a sip of spirits, get rid of the cold on the legs, and then a few plates of haode wine and food, this is the life of the prince.

Last month, Xiong Xin, the king of Chu, met in Pengcheng and agreed that the first to enter the customs would be the king, which made Liu Bang a little uncomfortable, with both expectations and scruples.

Princes and generals, would you rather have a kind?

The decline of the Qin Dynasty is inevitable, but there are always some unknown people who become obstacles on the way forward. For example, Zhang Han and Li You's generation, Chen Sheng shouted this sentence and took the lead in raising the banner of anti-Qin, but he was killed; Xiang Liang wanted to be the great hero of the Chu State and called himself Wu Xinjun, but his head was cut off. Another example is Yang Xiong, Li Yuan and others, the mantis arm is a car, and they don't measure themselves, but fortunately, this is Zuihou once.

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White Massey, high slope.

It used to be where the Qin army was located, and now it has become a defense line in Zuihou after the Qin army was broken. After Li Yuan led the front army to open the gap from the left flank, Yang Xiong and Wang Shang respectively led the follow-up troops to follow up, and the troops responsible for holding on were gradually assumed by Gan Houbo and Zhou Xing.

In fact, if Li Yuan hadn't taken over the command of the Qin army, Gan Houbo and Zhou Xing would have broken through with the brigade like other Qin troops. But now, these two Qin soldiers were surrounded by the heavy infantry of Liu Bang's army who counterattacked.

The weapons on the battlefield always run in the law of one thing falling one thing, and the strong armor and thick shields of the heavy infantry have reduced the power of the Qin army's bamboo gun phalanx, and in the battle between Shicai and the coalition soldiers who lack armor, the Gan and Zhou divisions can still have reservations, and now, they are in a desperate situation.

The two soldiers who were still separated to defend against the enemy were gradually pressed together, and the continuous fierce battles made more and more casualties, and when the night completely fell, Gan Houbo counted carefully, and couldn't help but feel gloomy in his heart, one hundred and fifty-seven people, including the soldiers who were seriously injured and could not move. Zhou Xing's thigh injury made his movement very inconvenient, and after a long period of blood loss, his spirit gradually weakened.

"Lao Gan, raise the flag a little higher, let the captain see that we are still fighting, and we have not given up!" Zhou Xing's voice was weak, and the injury to his thigh made his movement very inconvenient, and after a long period of blood loss, his spirit gradually deteriorated.

"Don't give up, don't give up!" Gan Houbo muttered silently, on his old face, a resolute look gradually emerged, from Yongqiu to Baima, from a pawn to a military marquis, Gan Houbo's military experience has never been as ups and downs as in the past few months, it turns out that I can, it turns out that I am not worse than others, it turns out that I can still go to the battlefield with a smile.

"Lao Gan, you go, I'll stay!" Zhou Xing held the flagpole, stared at Gan Houbo and said, for a long time, Wang Shang, Zhou Xing, and Gan Houbo have been competing with each other, chasing each other, demolishing each other, and having contradictions, but today, Zhou Xing suddenly felt that everything in the past was so beautiful that he was even a little reluctant.

"You, what did Brother Zhou say, how can I be a greedy person who is afraid of death, don't worry, my old mother, wife and children still have two brothers to take care of, wait a while, kill two more thieves, it will be worth it!" Gan Houbo rubbed his hands and glared angrily at Zhou Xing.

"Lao Gan-!" Zhou Xing's eyes were red, and he almost burst into tears, the two brothers, if they hadn't secretly read Gan Houbo's family letter that day, Zhou Xing was afraid that he wouldn't know that Gan Houbo's second brother Hou Zhong was killed in the Battle of Dingtao not long ago, and the third brother Uncle Hou had died in the South Vietnam War a year ago.

Of the three brothers of the Gan family, only the eldest Gan Houbo is still alive, but now, Gan Houbo insists on accompanying Zhou Xing to Zuihou for a moment, such a friendship makes Zhou Xing, an iron-clad man, can't help but wet his clothes.

"Don't say much, I have a bad voice and can't sing well, but today, I want to sing loudly once: Lao Qin, restore my rivers and mountains, blood will not be drained, and death will not be truce. Old Qin, restore my rivers and mountains, blood will not be drained, and death will not be truce. There is Daqin in the west, such as the sun rising, a hundred years of national hatred, and the sea is difficult to peace. The world is in turmoil, how can Kangning, Qin has a sharp soldier, who competes with him? ”

The war song was low and desolate, in the empty wilderness, spread far away, in all directions, on the battlefield where the broken sword was ambushed, there were faintly wounded and undead Qin army generals whispering.

Note: This chapter has been changed many times with red eyes.