The two armies directly charged into battle, which was the simplest, most direct, and most barbaric way of fighting.

The losses of soldiers on both sides are also maximum.

The level of combat effectiveness, the level of morale, and the strength of the generals determine the final result of the fight.

"Kill!"

"Capture Zhang Lu alive and make contributions. ”

Huang Hu carried the drum urn and the golden hammer to fight, this guy was a humanoid bulldozer on the battlefield, the two drum urns and golden hammers in his hands opened the bow left and right, everywhere he went, people turned over on their backs, and no one could stop them.

Looking down from above, it's like a plow rake pushing forward.

"Kill!"

Shamoke roared, and the iron thistle bones in his hand swept through the air, killing one by one the Hanzhong soldiers to be defeated.

The Wuxi barbarian soldiers were already rebellious, and after seeing the blood, they were even wilder. One by one, the soldiers screamed and fought, like tigers and wolves rushing into the flock, constantly devouring the 'life' of the Hanzhong soldiers.

Among the several generals, only the army led by Chen Zhi was decent.

Chen Zhi not only advanced steadily, but also took care of the direction of Huang Hu and Shamoke.

To some extent, Chen Zhi still has to take care of the two.

The army was fighting, and Huang Hu had already rushed towards Yang Ren in the blink of an eye. When Liu Xiu and Zhang Lu were in alliance, Huang Hu met Yang Ren and knew that Yang Ren was an important general under Zhang Lu.

Now that Yang Ren is here, how can Huang Hu let Shamoke and Chen Zhi pick up the cheap.

"Kill!"

Huang Hu carried the drum urn and the golden hammer to open the way, and in the blink of an eye, he was less than ten steps away from Yang Ren.

There were Hanzhong soldiers everywhere in front, and Huang Hu shouted: "Death to those who stand in my way!"

Where the drum urn and the golden hammer passed, no one could stop it.

Yang Ren also knew Huang Hu, he was born with divine power, but he thought that he would not lose to Huang Hu, and shouted: "Huang Hu, Yang Ren is here, take his life!"

Yang Ren's weapon is a long knife, the blade weighs sixty-nine catties, the blade is sharp, and the blade is forged from hundreds of refined 'fine' steel.

"Buzz!"

The blade spun in the air and pointed at the Yellow Tiger.

"Slash!"

In Yang Ren's eyes, he showed a resolute look.

The blade fell, slashing towards the yellow tiger's 'door'.

"Kid who can't measure himself, look for death!" Huang Hu saw that Yang Ren took the initiative to kill, not angry but happy, and the drum urn and golden hammer wheel in his hand were in the air, so he smashed it directly.

"Cloak hammer!"

Huang Hu shouted lowly, and the speed of the golden hammer of the drum urn suddenly accelerated, hitting the blade.

"Bell!"

A violent crash sounded suddenly.

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, the long knife in Yang Ren's hand was almost unable to hold it, and the tiger's mouth was cracked.

Yang Ren's face turned pale, and his eyes showed a frightened look. He used a sixty-nine-pound broadsword with both hands, and his strength was already very strong, and no one under Zhang Lu was his opponent. It is precisely because of this that Yang Ren dared to compete with Huang Hu. But he didn't expect that Huang Hu's strength was so domineering.

With one blow, his mouth cracked.

With one blow, his qi and blood were churning, and his internal organs were faintly traumatized.

It's too late, it's too fast, Yang Ren thought a lot in his heart, but this is just a blink of an eye.

"Tarzan Hammer!"

Huang Hu's move changed again, and he picked up the drum urn with his right hand and smashed it towards Yang Ren. As soon as the hammer went down, the momentum sank vigorously, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and the momentum was incomparable.

Yang Ren was surrounded by soldiers and couldn't retreat, and there was a yellow tiger blocking the way in front of him, so he couldn't move forward.

There is no way to advance or retreat, only to fight to the death.

Yang Ren held the handle of the knife with both hands, held up the handle like an overlord holding a crown, and then struggled to push it up.

The golden hammer of the drum urn fell and smashed on the hilt of the sword.

"Bell!"

The loud sound suddenly sounded, making people's eardrums ache.

The powerful and boundless anti-earthquake force suddenly came out.

Huang Hu was not affected in the slightest, but Yang Ren snorted, not only did the tiger's mouth crack, but also the corners of his mouth spilled blood. His body was full of qi and blood, his breath was disordered, and he had been beaten by the Yellow Tiger and had no power to fight back.

"No, I can't die here. ”

Yang Ren gritted his steel teeth, gathered the strength of his whole body, and suddenly shouted: "Open!"

All the power burst out, and the hilt of the sword pushed the golden hammer of the drum urn open.

At the moment when the hammer was pushed open, he saw that Huang Hu was not in a hurry or impatient, and the drum urn golden hammer in his left hand shook in the air, and it fell again.

"Whew!"

The golden hammer of the drum urn swept through the air, and in an instant, it had reached the top of Yang Ren's head.

At this time, Yang Ren had already exhausted his strength.

Seeing the golden hammer of the drum urn smashing down, Yang Ren wanted to dodge on the side of his body, but the angle of the golden hammer of the drum urn that fell suddenly changed, and it landed on Yang Ren's head impartially.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Yang Ren's head shattered, and his entire head was knocked down.

Blood spurted out, Yang Ren didn't even make a sound, and his body shook and fell to the ground.

Huang Hu killed Yang Ren and yelled: "Yang Ren is dead, death to those who stand in my way!"

At this time, the yellow tiger was covered in blood, and the specks of blood were dotted on his face and body, and he was even more embellished like a demon god in the world, which was terrifying.

Huang Hu's appearance, within a foot of the surroundings, one by one soldiers actually retreated.

There was no one around him, but no one dared to approach.

Huang Hu roared: "Sons, kill with me, kill!"

"Da!

The horse's hooves trampled on the ground, and the yellow tiger kept sprinting.

The Hanzhong soldiers in front of them kept fleeing.

When the Yellow Tiger tore through the defensive line like a sharp cone piercing into it, so did Shamoke and Chen Zhi. Both of them were constantly fighting, and began to lead the soldiers to advance continuously.

The situation on the battlefield is beginning to change.

The soldiers under Liu Xiu pushed forward, while the Hanzhong soldiers began to retreat.

The fight between people is often a contest of morale.

Once there is a rout on one side, it will quickly spread and affect the entire army. At this time, the soldiers under Zhang Lu's command were like this, and countless soldiers looked at the Jingzhou army that was killed, and they were already afraid.

"The Jingzhou army is too strong, retreat quickly!"

"General Yang Ren is dead, we can't stop it, we can't stop it!"

"Retreat, retreat!"

"I don't want to die, I want to go back to Hanzhong, I have to go back. ”

One by one, the soldiers shouted, their eyes full of panic. After the rout of the mind army spread, countless Hanzhong soldiers had already lost their fighting spirit and did not dare to resist anymore.

The battlefield is a wonderful place.

In a situation where the number of casualties is evenly matched, it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, and they will fight until only the last soldier remains.

However, once the morale of one side is defeated, it is like a mountain of defeat.

The situation is completely out of control!

Liu Xiu followed the development of the situation and saw that the situation on the battlefield had already benefited him. He no longer hesitated, and directly ordered: "Beat the drums and give the soldiers more energy." ”

The soldiers beating the drums were all in high spirits, bare-chested, with their thick shoulders carrying drumsticks, and struck them fiercely on the surface of the hammer.

"Knock! knock!"

The majestic drum beat became more and more 'exciting' and magnificent.

When the soldiers in front of them heard this, they were even more encouraged, and they screamed and sprinted one by one.

The situation advanced, and the rout of the Hanzhong army was getting faster and faster. The collapsed morale grew bigger and bigger like a snowball, and became more and more urgent, so that the rout of the Hanzhong army gradually turned into a full-scale escape.

Yan Pu stood beside Zhang Lu and felt bitter when he saw that the situation had been defeated.

The gap between the two sides is too big!

Liu Xiu is so powerful, I'm afraid only Cao 'Cao' can resist it.

Yan Pu said: "Lord, we can't stop it. If you resist any longer, the losses will be even more serious, so order the withdrawal of troops. ”

Zhang Lu looked at the erosive situation, his expression full of pain. He originally planned to go to war, thinking that he had forty or fifty thousand soldiers under his command, and even if he fought for the number of soldiers, he was not afraid of Liu Xiu! But he didn't expect that as soon as the war started, he would be completely unstoppable.

Defeated!

Zhang Lu's expression was also extremely bitter.

Seeing that Zhang Lu was slow to speak, Yan Pu hurriedly said, "My lord, hurry up and give an order! If we don't give an order, we won't be able to leave at that time." ”

These words reminded Zhang Lu, and he hurriedly ordered: "Withdraw!"

At the sound of the order, the sound of the gong resounded on the battlefield.

Zhang Lu didn't dare to resist any longer, and immediately turned around, escorted by the guards, and then quickly retreated. Yan Pu followed Zhang Lu's side closely, so that he would not be caught up in the rescue range of the guards, and no one would resist the chasing soldiers.

The Hanzhong army was defeated like a mountain and kept fleeing.

The army under Liu Xiu's command began a fierce pursuit, constantly covering up the fleeing Hanzhong army.