After the day was completely dawned, the Great Sui soldiers repelled a sneak attack by the rebels. Yang Xuangan's people drove all night, effectively avoiding the scouts of the Yuwen Shu faction patrolling the field, but they did not run through the morning sun in early autumn. As a result, the night raid turned into an encounter, and the sleepy-eyed officers and soldiers who had just woken up rushed out of the tiger prison and fought the exhausted rebels in a mess. Half an hour later, the commanders of both sides found that they could not take advantage of anyone, so they withdrew their troops.

There were more than 60,000 rebels who rushed to pick up the tiger's beard, but the Sui army gathered at the Tiger Prison Pass at this moment was as high as 350,000 people. Since the number of soldiers under his command is five times that of the incoming enemy army, Yu Wenshu naturally will not shrink in the pass and wait for the enemy army to attack. After eating the first meal, he once again dispatched troops and generals, with the soldiers and horses of Chen Ling, the governor of the naval division and the commander of Wu Benlang, as the left wing, and the soldiers and horses of the right imperial guard general Zhang Jin and the right Wuhou general Zhao Xiaocai as the right wing.

The rebels were outnumbered in the most traditional phalanx, most of whom had no armor except for the thousands of soldiers standing at the front. But the morale of this team is obviously slightly higher than that of the team led by Li Mi and Han Shixu, and the military appearance is also very neat. Thousands of battle flags of mixed colors fluttered in the morning breeze, and it seemed that there was a decisive momentum. And those farmers with bamboo sticks and sticks can also stand majestically in front of enemy troops several times their size, without the slightest sign of flinching.

"The enemy general who led the army this time is a guy who really knows how to use soldiers!" He heard someone whispering behind him. This sentence was very insightful, and he turned around and tried to chat with the other party, but saw a few pairs of slightly frightened eyes.

Cui Qian, Murong Luo, and Li Mengwei, these guys who used to pat him on the shoulder and laugh at him for looking like a little white face saw the prison army turn around, and immediately closed their mouths and held their heads high. They were trying to show a kind of respect to their superiors, but the respect shown in several people at the moment was as cold as ice. Yu Wenshi felt a bitter taste in his mouth, but he didn't know what to say to ease the atmosphere. He has always been known for his sharp teeth, and he was rarely silent, smiled, slowly twisted his head away, and looked at Xuzi who was standing next to him. On the other party's face, he saw a different kind of focus and composure. "He's watching the enemy! I wasn't affected by yesterday's dinner! Yu Wenshi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his body was exhausted after a night's sleep, and his legs were so weak that he could barely hold the saddle of his war horse.

A low trumpet sounded, bitter and sad. Feathered arrows sliced across the clear sky, casting a thick shadow on the ground. After an instant, the shadows dissipated, and thousands of red flowers bloomed in the morning sun, and some of the "flowers" still had a faint green mist on them, as if the souls attached to life were dancing.

The sound of the wind, the shouts, the drums of war, and the cries are intertwined to play a tragic ode. Yu Wenshi and the strong fighting spirit ordered himself to listen to the tragedy demonstrated by countless lives, and did not dare to bow his head. This is just the beginning, and the real climax is yet to come. The heavens do not stipulate a large number of people, and the side with good weapons and armor will definitely win. The slightest negligence of the coach, the carelessness of a certain general, or even a sudden gust of wind or rain can change the entire situation of the battle.

After three tentative shots at each other, the enemy and us were separated by 250 paces from each other. This is almost the limit distance that an ordinary foot bow can reach, and the feather arrow is already at the end of the crossbow. Even if there is a super strong character on both sides who can hold a four-stone bow, he can't guarantee that he will hit the target from such a distance.

The sound of war drums and scolding resounded in the military formations of both sides, which was deafening. It is said that doing so can increase the morale of one's own side and hit the confidence of the enemy army. But Yu Wenji never thought so, and no general, except the bandits, would tell him that the battles that his men were engaged in were evil deeds to be spurned for. Both sides will consider themselves righteous, and it will not be clear until one of them falls.

Sure enough, in the midst of the noisy shouting and scolding, Yu Wenshi and the distinction "help the abuse!" "Fight for the tiger!" and so on. On his side, he still used the word "traitor!" "Scoundrel!" "If you collude with Goryeo, you can't die well!" and other evaluations. As the scolding increased, the drums became more and more agitated, like an invisible knife tip, coming and going in mid-air.

The quietest place at the moment is under the banners of both sides. The two commanders and the core aides of both sides did not participate in the scolding battle, they just straddled their horses and listened calmly to each other's rhetorical innovations.

"Dad is looking for the other party's flaws. The enemy commander is obviously in the same mind! Yu Wenshi suddenly understood the true purpose of the two main generals. He immediately habitually turned his head and tried to share this discovery with Asahiko. Although they have won several battles side by side, the essence of the battle after battle, the two of them do not have much to grasp. However, Yu Wenshi and pounced. Xuzi was no longer in his original position, and under the banner of the general of the Xiongwu Battalion, only Zhang Xiu was holding a bunch of order flags, sleepy-eyed and in a daze.

Finding Yu Wenshi and looking over, Zhang Xiu quickly cheered up, and his eyes gently picked at the front of the side of the army. Yu Wenshi followed Zhang Xiu's gesture and found that Li Xu was riding the black wind, slowly patrolling around his brothers. Wang Qijin, Li Anyuan, Wu Dong, Qin Gang, Qin Xingshi, these core generals of the Xiongwu Battalion of different levels were called out by him one by one, commanded a few words in his ear, and quickly ran back to the team.

"What is this stupid boy going to do? Do you want to take the initiative to ask for war? Yu Wenshi thought in surprise.

Because of too many injuries, Xuzi's body was wrapped in a medicinal cloth by Sun Jin, the middle of the army, and he could no longer wear the black iron armor in a short period of time. So he was wearing only a large piece of soft leather armor today, and his arms, thighs, back, chest, etc., were bulging, and he looked very funny. If Xuzi in this costume takes the lead in charging, it is obviously equivalent to providing targets for the opponent's archers. And Yuwen Shi and his father knew that he would definitely be very happy to agree to Xuzi's request for war, and quietly remove this stumbling block for the Yuwen family. He instigated his war horse to chase after him, ready to stop Xu Zi's reckless behavior, only to run a few steps, and suddenly saw Li Xu raise the black knife high, and then swing it down heavily.

"Only chase the mastermind, never ask!" The core generals of the Xiongwu battalion shouted in unison.

"Only chase the mastermind, never ask!" The 30,000 soldiers of the Xiongwu Battalion let out a shout in the same rhythm.

"Only chase the mastermind, never ask!" "Only chase the mastermind, never ask!" The shouts centered on the Xiongwu camp and spread outward like waves. There are no patterns, no changes, and it is always a simple sentence. But this simple sentence is worth a thousand words, covering the noise between the two armies, suppressing the drums, and breaking the ear drums of the rebel soldiers without a word.

This is a trick invented by Yu Wenshi and in the battle of Liyang Guard, Li Xu moved to the Tiger Prison to fight the enemy, and it still works. The rebels' shouts quickly softened, and even the drums lost their strength. The old general Yu Wenshu was very good at seizing the opportunity, and gently commanded the herald. Soon, the war drums of the Chinese army began to take the initiative to match the shouts of the Xiongwu brothers, accompanied by the thunderous drums, more than 300,000 soldiers shouted the same promise in unison.

"Only chase the mastermind, never ask!" The sound of the landslide and tsunami hit the rebels, causing many people to turn pale, and their weapons were shaking.

In the laws of the imperial courts of the past dynasties, rebellion is the crime of raiding the family and destroying the clan. Regardless of whether the rebel soldiers joined voluntarily or under duress, except for a few families with extremely large family powers, the others understood that they had embarked on a road of no return from the first day they picked up the sword. And Yang Xuangan and Li Mi repeatedly emphasized this point with everyone in their daily training. Either establish a new court and worship the generals, or die in battle, and want to go home again to guard his wife and children to live a peaceful life, but there is no door.

And today, some people say to them that there is still a way to survive after defeat. Although this promise may have been perfunctory, it still gave the rebel soldiers a way out of despair.

Although, there is no glory in this way out.

"Don't listen to them, they're lying!" The rebel commander could not bear the risk of being shaken by the morale of his troops, so he had to rush out of the battle in person to boost the morale of his own soldiers. The man was at least fifty years old, with a snow-white beard floating on his chest. As he rode to and fro in front of his brothers, he roared, "Don't believe them, they lie!" Victory or death today. If we want to die, we will also die at our own doorstep, so that we can die in Liaodong! ”

"Victory or death. Die in Henan, don't go to Liaodong! The old general's personal soldiers embraced him, confronting the cries of 300,000 people in a weak voice.

The voices of dozens of people were thin, but they were like rays of sunlight piercing through the clouds. The hope of survival was once again shattered in the eyes of the rebel soldiers, who once again clenched their weapons and became angry with the Aquila. Liaodong, it was a hellish place, although there was no shortage of scoundrels in the market who were willing to go there to make a name for themselves. But for ordinary people, it means never looking back.

"Die in Henan, don't go to Liaodong!" Someone held a wooden stick high, and as the old general shouted, gradually, more and more people joined, thousands, tens of thousands, and tens of thousands of people raised their kitchen knives, iron forks, and wooden sticks in their hands. At this moment, they are not traitors, they are just a group of risk-taking survivors, all they do is to live, to live humbly on the land that their grandfather and father pioneered and cultivated.

If you die, you will also die by the side of your ancestors, and your soul can look at your home at night.

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