Before the Yumen Pass, Cao Ang's rebels were the first to send 50,000 soldiers, of which 5,000 people were an echelon, and the whole ten teams came in a mighty way, but it was quite powerful, at least the timid people would see this scene, their legs would tremble, and they would lose their fighting spirit.

Of course, if you look closely, you will find that although the other party is menacing, the weapons and uniforms in their hands have already betrayed them.

Except for those who carry knives, swords, guns, and halberds, there are also those who hold axes, iron rods, and even hoes.

The reason for this result is naturally due to Cao Ang's insufficient military spending. In addition, under the rule of Zhang Chao in the Central Plains, the management of ordnance is also strict, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy enough weapons, and the war came so quickly that many refugees who joined the army chose various weapons to fight.

"Haha, sons, do you see it, our opponents are so unbearable, look at the weapons in their hands, look at the clothes they are wearing, how can this army be the opponent of our heroic Southern Barbarian Army?" Riding on the healthy horse, looking at the rebels who were charging from afar and still a little disorganized, Meng Shu was righteous at this moment.

The Southern Barbarian Army also has some combat strength, especially after experiencing two battles with the Western Regions Alliance, its own strength has improved a lot. Of course, there is still some distance compared to the real elite of the Celestial Empire, but this time the opponent is just a group of rabble, and he is full of confidence.

Not only Meng Shu, but the generals in his hands are also excited at the moment. Originally, they were still a little apprehensive when they faced an enemy who was three times their outnumber, but when they saw that it was such an opponent, the difference in numbers made people less frightened and afraid.

If you have self-confidence, you may not win, but if you don't have self-confidence, you will definitely lose.

The self-confidence of the Southern Barbarian Army made their morale soar, and when they saw that the 50,000 enemies were getting closer and closer to their side, as the Southern Barbarian King Meng Shu pointed the sword in his hand forward, and shouted the word kill, the 50,000 Southern Barbarian Army rushed forward like a tiger.

This is a battle without the slightest strategy, and it is all about hard-hitting battles.

The two sides seem to have agreed that they generally do not choose bows and arrows to raid, of course, this is also because the number of bows and arrows is not very large, if they are used when they come up, they are likely to be at a disadvantage next.

And it is such a hard-fought war, and the Southern Barbarian Army really likes it the most. They are usually accustomed to the principle of respecting fists, and even if Zhuge Liang hadn't used seven tricks to capture Meng Shu, if they wanted to defeat the Southern Barbarian Army, they would have to pay a lot of price.

Right now, this so-called price is fully manifested in the body of 50,000 rebels.

The so-called rebels are mostly composed of ordinary people, who just can't eat for various reasons, and after Cao Ang promised all kinds of benefits, everyone defected to others. For such people, they don't know what military discipline is, and they don't know what cooperation is, and some are just a few brute forces.

It is conceivable what the outcome of such an "army" would be in the face of the well-disciplined Southern Barbarian Army, given the equal number of them. As soon as the two sides made contact, when the swords and guns of the Southern Barbarian Army came out together and struck at the opponent in unison, the outcome seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

"The situation is not good, are these Southern Barbarian troops also so powerful? This prince remembers that when he faced your Xishu army before, he didn't seem to be so powerful. Cao Ang rode on the horse, and as soon as he saw that the army was in contact, his army seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and immediately frowned and said.

Wang Ping only sighed in his heart when he heard this. Of course, the Southern Barbarian Army is facing the extremely wise Prime Minister Zhuge Cheng, even the invincible Zhang Chao also has a dilemma when facing the Prime Minister, not to mention that these are just the Southern Barbarian Army with developed limbs. If they can win, that's not possible.

It's just that Wang Ping won't say it to Cao Ang.

First, it doesn't make sense for him to say it; Second, they are now just a cooperative relationship, he uses the other party's connections to take revenge, and the other party uses his ability to kill the enemy on the battlefield.

Wang Ping didn't answer this question, but changed the topic and said: "Cao Gongzi, it can't go on like this, morale is a thing that declines and then exhausts." If the other party has a complete advantage, I am afraid that we will not have the ability to resist at all, so Ping asked to go into battle to kill the enemy. ”

"So fast?" Although Cao Ang was mentally prepared for the defeat of his army, he did not expect that he would be exposed so soon. He knew that Wang Ping had a team of 5,000 people, which was the elite of the Xishu army at that time, and he also borrowed a lot of elite soldiers from the Central Plains clans, and it was possible to barely get together 20,000 people. Compared with the 500,000 army, these 25,000 talents are the core of it, and they are also one of the hole cards that they don't want to use.

"Yes, it's just the first battle now, it doesn't matter if the morale is low, but if you let the other party win again and again, then it won't be too easy to boost morale." Wang Ping nodded, and he didn't continue to say the next words, that is, once he lost his morale, it would be impossible to win this battle, and the revenge would naturally not be avenged.

Cao Ang didn't want to use the elite so quickly, but Wang Ping immediately made a suggestion, if he was not allowed, there would be a gap between the two sides, and in the face of the enemy, internal instability was a big taboo, after thinking about it, he nodded and said: "Okay, in this way, this prince will give General Wang 10,000 elites." ”

Half of the 20,000 elites are selected, which can be regarded as Cao Ang leaving a trace of hole cards for himself.

In this regard, Wang Ping has no disagreement, after all, as soon as the war comes up, all the hole cards will be used, which is not a wise move. Having said that, with 10,000 people in aid plus his own 5,000 people, that is also a lot of force, not to mention, there are hundreds of thousands of displaced people who will cooperate with him.

After the first battle was unfavorable, Wang Ping's side immediately took measures, and while sending 100,000 troops to join the battlefield, he also mixed in the team with 15,000 elites, and killed them in the direction of the opponent's Chinese army.

Wang Ping believed that if Zhang Chao was here, he would definitely be behind the Chinese army, and if he could disrupt the opponent's Chinese army front, it might pose a threat to Zhang Chao. He would not miss an opportunity like this to kill the Emperor of the Celestial Empire.

Mixed in the army, Wang Ping's 15,000 elites slowly marched forward, he intended not to be discovered, so as to play the role of killing with one blow. The worst is to disrupt the defensive formation of the Celestial Empire's army, and then find the most suitable opportunity for yourself.

Wang Ping's actions were very careful, and in addition to the fact that the war was in full swing, few people could indeed notice him. It's just that Guo Fengxiao is here, he has long been guarding against the other party's hand, and the original existence of the camp is to balance Wang Ping's elite, of course, they have to take the initiative to find a target.

Therefore, although the situation on the battlefield was a little chaotic, the proximity of the fifteen thousand people still attracted Guo Jia's attention.

The one who came back to report was the scout of the Southern Barbarian Army, and the Southern Barbarian King Meng Shu had already received a military order, so he should always pay attention to whether there was an elite among the opponents, and if there was, report it immediately and hand it over to the trapping camp to deal with.

And whether it was for his own side to reduce losses, or to complete the task, Meng Shu had been sending people to pay attention to the movements of the enemy army, which would naturally find out where Wang Ping and them were.

This is an army that is not chaotic no matter how chaotic the war situation is. And whenever the Southern Barbarian Army approached, these people would take the initiative to take action, and for a while, several Southern Barbarian armies of hundreds of people were swallowed by this army, which also attracted the attention of Meng Shu, the king of the Southern Barbarians.

"I'm afraid this is where the enemy's elite lies. Come on, report the matter to Lord Guo, and inform the other generals not to be enemies of these people. Meng Shu had already prepared, and when he said this, he didn't even hesitate at all.

It was precisely because of Meng Shu's initiative to retreat that the 15,000 elites led by Wang Ping did not encounter any harassment at all, and he was excited for a while before coming to the Chinese army of the Celestial Empire.

And when he saw that the Celestial Empire Imperial Banner was five hundred meters away, Wang Ping finally couldn't bear it anymore, shouted a punch word, and rushed forward with the elite.

The so-called imperial flag is just a way left by Zhang Chao to attract opponents, but it attracted Wang Ping, and it can be regarded as effective.

Fifteen thousand elites, already prepared, after General Wang Ping's order, the front five hundred soldiers rushed forward frantically, they wanted to preemptively open a passage, a road that could enter the middle army of the Celestial Empire and come to the emperor of the Celestial Empire.

The forward rush was unstoppable, and when it rushed into the defense team composed of the Southern Barbarian Army, it was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and quickly opened a way.

"Rush!" Seeing that the front army was so smooth, Wang Ping was also full of confidence, and then began to follow the attack with the army. At this time, if you look down from the sky, it will be like waves on the sea, one after another, endless.

"Let's!" Seeing that the elite of the enemy army was approaching rapidly, and feeling the dead air emitted from their bodies, the Nanban general Ah Hui, who was waiting in front of the Chinese army, gave an order and put down the general flag in his hand. With this order, the Nanban soldiers who were originally guarding there also quickly leaned towards both sides, and a passage more than ten meters wide was completed, and it was getting wider and wider.

As the road was opened, the next thing to reveal was not a panicked Chinese camp, but a defensive body composed of a piece of black armor, and the shield stood like a turtle shell with its head buried.