With Xiahou Ba's temperament, it is not enough to refer to Sang and scold Huai.

He's not the kind of person who has a small belly.

It's a little unpleasant, and it disappears in a blink of an eye.

But this matter weighed down like a dark cloud in my heart, and I always felt that something was going to happen.

Back in the camp, Yang Zheng inspected the soldiers.

The terrain of Xiping is extremely advantageous for mountain operations.

Most of the soldiers were born in the mountains of Hanzhong.

The Qiang people are also good at mountain running.

Knowing that tomorrow's battle will be battled, they were very excited, and the old soldiers fell asleep without being affected in the slightest.

Yang Zheng also hurriedly fell asleep, there was a big battle tomorrow, but he was woken up by wolf howls several times in the middle of the night.

Beasts are not afraid of man these days.

Since they couldn't sleep, they simply didn't sleep, and lasted until dawn, the old soldiers got up energetically, woke up the Qiang robes around them, ate some dry food, and drank some water.

Yang Zheng stood in front of the camp, and his subordinates gradually gathered.

"General." The pro-soldier Liu Heng handed over the helmet.

A sixteen-year-old boy, but his body has developed and he is powerful, wearing iron armor and heroic.

Yang Zheng took the helmet.

The subordinates have gathered.

Long-term training gives them the potential of soldiers.

There was flinch and fear in no one's eyes.

Yang Zheng nodded with satisfaction, pulled out his sword, and pointed to the northwest.

The soldiers marched in silence.

In the pre-dawn darkness, the wolves were still howling.

Far away, sometimes near.

Let the soldiers become more and more murderous.

Approaching the enemy camp, the enemy was still asleep.

The soldiers on the arrow tower lazily leaned against the wooden railing and fell asleep, and after many days of fighting, they were already exhausted.

Only the cattle were frightened by the howl of the wolf and howled uneasily.

All along, Yang Zheng has been fighting for his life in adversity and fighting his way out.

Things were going too well, but it made him feel uneasy.

Scouts were sent to probe in all directions, and only after there was no abnormality did they wave their troops in.

"Kill!" As soon as he walked to the front of the camp, Liu Heng roared like a rabies attack, startling Yang Zheng, who was already preoccupied and cautious.

Yang Zheng looked at him dumbfounded.

Suddenly it felt like his brain wasn't proportional to his muscles.

The soldiers were also young and enthusiastic, and some people opened their mouths, and they yelled when they landed, "Kill!" ”

The sneak attack turned into an open fire battle......

Sometimes, the enthusiasm is too high, and it's not a good thing.

Young people often can't hold back their anger......

Yang Zheng glared at Liu Heng.

This guy doesn't know what he's done wrong with.

In the shouting and killing, the Qiang people are like hornets that have blown up their nests, and the voices of people and livestock come and go.

The guards on the arrow tower were so frightened that they actually fell down and let out a series of screams.

The long screams added to the chaos of the Qiang camp.

Cattle and horses collide with each other, and the sheep turn over the Qiang people.

I don't know what's going on, but a fire rose in the camp, at first it was only a small piece, and in the blink of an eye, the fire burst out, and I don't know what it burned.

The Qiang people didn't even wear clothes, so they ran in panic......

The chaos spread quickly.

In just half a burnt incense effort, the entire Qiang camp was in chaos.

Yang Zheng was dumbfounded, and looked at Liu Heng with incredulity in his eyes.

Is this what is called divine help?

In the firelight, Liu Heng's face was full of excitement, as if he had also been ignited, he pulled out the ring knife, flames rose in his eyes, and the whole person looked like he was about to erupt......

Yang Zheng smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "Go ahead." ”

Liu Heng raised his head to the sky and howled wildly, and led more than a dozen equally young soldiers into the Qiang camp.

Looking at his fierce appearance like a hungry wolf, Yang Zheng really suspected that he had been bitten by a dog or a wolf, and rabies broke out.

However, his subordinates are so fierce, Yang Zheng can't stop him.

If it is an eagle, it will fight the sky, and if it is a tiger, it will roar and be proud of the mountains.

In these years, crawling under his wings will sooner or later hurt him.

Xiahou Ba is quite famous in Longxi, but his sons are all gentlemen who can't carry their hands and shoulders.

Xiahou's martial arts came to an abrupt end.

Only Xiahou Xuan and Xiahou Ba supported the scene.

Suddenly, Yang Zheng understood Xiahouba's state of mind.

"No worries after death" is not helplessness for the heirs?

Thinking about it this way, Xiahouba was not a whim, but a thoughtful one.

The family gate valve is not made out of thin air, and the subordinates also need capable people.

Yang Zheng was very moved to be seen by Xiahouba, but everyone has their own destiny......

Yang Zheng followed 3,000 subordinates into the enemy camp, and the Qiang people had already collapsed.

A lot of people were running around with their upper thighs bare.

Yang Zheng thought that the Qiang people were vulnerable, but he didn't think that they would be vulnerable to this extent.

Tens of thousands of Qiang people, plus livestock, went on a rampage.

Now it is not necessary to think about killing the enemy, but not to be scattered and trampled by the enemy.

"Formation, formation!" The veterans commanded their men.

For more than a year, whether it is the Qiang people or the Qiang people, the military order has been deeply rooted in their bone marrow.

Soon they were arrayed one by one.

Like a reef in a stormy wave.

Dawn has long arrived, and the morning glow fills the sky and the earth.

Let the bloody battlefield carry a touch of gold.

Xiahouba's cavalry stepped on the appearance of the right time, like a black long whip, swinging from southeast to northwest.

Xiping City also opened its gates at this time, and a thousand riders poured out of the city.

Flanked from three sides, the Qiang people were defeated.

The battlefield is becoming more and more chaotic.

Some Qiang people reacted, and their fierce anger exploded, and they turned their heads to fight with the Wei army.

But these few forces of resistance were not enough to turn the tide.

The fiasco of the Qiang people has become inevitable.

Layer after layer of defeated men and cattle crashed into the soldiers' shields like a tidal wave.

In the blink of an eye, the tide and the reef were stained bloody.

War has turned into carnage.

Infantry is more efficient at killing than light cavalry.

The Qiang soon found that this road was impassable.

People and cattle fled to the northwest......

The strength of 20,000 or 30,000 animals to flee for their lives gathered together, like a flood bursting its banks, pouring for thousands of miles......

Yang Zheng looked at the northwest and happened to see Xiahou Ba's cavalry submerged in this flood.

Xiahouba's high back suddenly disappeared as if he had fallen......

Yang Zheng was shocked, and the sense of uneasiness that had been hidden in his heart for many days suddenly rose to its peak.

Anything can happen on the battlefield.

It's too normal to be happy and sad......

Don't stop the teacher, don't be forced to be poor.

Xiahou Ba has fought a battle all his life, does he want to achieve positive results in this place in advance?

If he finishes playing, will he be able to withstand the exclusion of Sima's dogs?

Yang Zheng couldn't help but feel a little distressed, Xiahou Ba, as the chief general of the first army, said something bad, but said the word "death", and now it is really going to come true.

Misfortune comes from the mouth, and there is some truth.

"Liu Heng, Liu Heng!" Yang Zheng roared twice.

Liu Heng, who was on the rise of killing before the battle, turned back.

"Follow me to the rescue of General Xiahou!"

"Oh." Liu Heng dropped the broken ring head knife, picked up two broken spears at random, one in each hand, and fought at the forefront, waving his left and right hands, with bursts of blood.

Whether it was the Qiang people who resisted, or the cattle that rushed wildly, they all fell under the spear.