The time, the place, the people.

Among the three elements of war, the time is unpredictable.

In this regard, Pound's Xiliang heavy cavalry undoubtedly has an advantage.

Therefore, the geographical advantage has become the magic weapon that Wei Shi can rely on the most to win.

After the army entered the Kushan Mountain, Wei Shi stationed his troops at the old Hangu Pass in the south of the Kushan Mountain, where the left and right sides are Taiyuan, and the middle is a deep valley, which is suitable for the infantry to resist the attack of the cavalry.

The old Hangu Pass, that is, the Hangu Pass in the pre-Qin period.

This pass is located on the South Road of Kunshan Mountain, and it was originally the gateway for the six Kwantung countries to attack the Qin State.

Over the centuries, the climatic conditions gradually changed, and the Hongnong water that flowed through the old Hanya Pass gradually dried up, and the trees in the thick mulberry plain were cut down.

Therefore, after the Eastern Han Dynasty, a new Hangu Pass was built on the river beach road on the bank of the Yellow River, and the construction of this new city also made the old Hangu Pass in the South Road of Kunshan more and more deserted.

In the deep valley of Hongnongshui, there are hidden white bones, and these dead bones do not know which year they are soldiers who died in battle.

With the blessing of Hangu Pass's sky-high evil spirit, Wei Shi is confident that he will have a good fight with Pang De.

Xikun Mountain.

Zhang Sheng, nicknamed the leader of the Black Mountain "White Horse", is no longer in his heyday.

On this trip to Hedong County, only 30% of his 15,000 men and horses are left, which can be said to be a big loss.

Now he finally broke out of the encirclement and returned to the Kunshan base, and met Pang De, a Xiliang warrior, who was chasing after him.

Over the years, many of the leaders of the Montenegrin tribes have been killed.

Surrender, Zhang Sheng has long stopped thinking about it.

What he can count on now is Wei Shi, who is not far away.

Therefore, the distance of nearly fifteen miles, even if you climb, you have to climb it.

"Pass the order, and whoever can stand up and want to live will rush out with me." Zhang Sheng raised his knife and shouted, his expression revealing despair and madness.

Wei Shi refused to come, Zhang Sheng had no choice now, and he also knew in his heart that Wei Shi was able to send troops to rescue, it was already for the sake of Liao Hua and Hou Yin's face.

"Kill!"

Behind Zhang Sheng, there were groups of soldiers with numb expressions, incomplete armor, and various weapons in their hands, some of them were old soldiers who followed Zhang Sheng, and some of them were new soldiers who had just enlisted in the army from Hedong and Bingzhou.

People die and birds rise to the sky, and they do not die for thousands of years.

These moth thieves at the bottom of the ladder were originally picked up, and their current predicament is just another struggle.

Hearing the movement of the Black Mountain thieves on the opposite side, Pang De and Xia Houen greeted each other, and immediately put on their armor and led heavy horses to fight with swords, and the shouts of the two armies resounded on the banks of the mountain.

Zhang Shengzhi was getting out and urging the horse to gallop, and the Montenegrin army, which was desperately fleeing behind him, also used the last bit of strength.

Between the charges, more and more of the Black Mountain Army's companions fell from their horses, and the thick smell of blood mixed with the smell of dirt from the horse's hooves went straight into Zhang Sheng's nose.

A fresh smell of blood, a pro-rider died.

Zhang Sheng didn't dare to turn back, nor could he stop.

Five thousand people, how many can rush out, he didn't dare to think.

Anyway, over the years, whether it is the Yellow Turban or Montenegro, every time there is a vicious battle, the last remaining ones are the fastest and strongest people who escape.

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Old Hanya Pass.

Wei Shiduan sat on a large rock on the high slope, eating some dry and hard steamed cakes, and from time to time raised the water bladder and drank a sip of water.

The sound of Zhang Sheng and Pang De's two armies tearing apart had gradually come, and beside Wei Shi, Liao Hua was fidgeting back and forth, and he wanted to fight several times.

"Fu Jun ......" Liao Huagan swallowed his saliva, he wanted to pick up his old friend, but Wei Shi didn't speak, so he could only wait.

"Wait. What's the hurry, if Zhang Bai can't ride through this level, then he will die sooner or later in the future. Wei Shi glanced at Liao Hua and said in a deep voice.

He has a friendship with Liao Hua and Hou Yin, but it does not mean that he has a friendship with Zhang Sheng.

In the Montenegrin army, the good and the bad are mixed.

What kind of person Zhang Baiqi is, Wei Shi is not very clear.

All he can know is that Zhang Sheng in history died in this battle.

His white horse was also captured by Pound, and finally achieved the nickname of General Pound's White Horse.

This time, Wei Shi didn't know if Zhang Sheng would be able to escape.

If not, it can only be said that Zhang Sheng's ability is not good, and he will not have any future in the future.

If Zhang Sheng can escape Pang De's pursuit of these twenty miles, he will be a general worth training and investing in, if there is no great evil, Wei Shi will treat Liao Hua and Hou Yin like him.

"Coming, Fu Jun, Zhang Sheng, he is prominent?" Liao Hua's shout of surprise came.

Wei Shi looked around, but saw that there was a lot of smoke and dust in front of him, and a group of foot riders wearing various armor robes were desperately fleeing in the direction of their garrison.

Behind them were the Liangzhou heavy cavalry, which had a more formation and order, and they encircled and annihilated the scattered soldiers who had broken away from the large army in a team of ten cavalry.

"The Chinese army, set up a big sword and lead Zhang Baiqi."

"Liao Hua, you are leading the pikemen in the rear."

"Send an order to Hou Yin and Guo Peng, the fish is hooked, and they are all ready for me." Wei Shi's heart was excited, and he gave orders continuously.

In this battle, although Pound's heavy cavalry was powerful, he was tired after a long battle, and the terrain conditions were unfavorable to the heavy cavalry, Wei Shi did not think that he would lose to Pound.

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Xia Houen led more than ten horsemen under his command to kill, and under the Qingyu sword, dozens of thieves screamed and died.

Compared with Pound's heavy cavalry, these light cavalry under the command of Xia Houen pursued faster, and gradually rushed to the front.

When he raised his head and wanted to see where he had killed, he suddenly found that he had fallen into a siege at some point.

A red-maned war horse galloped forward, and immediately rushed to his throat, wearing a bright red cloak, and a long lance in his hand pierced like the wind.

"Who's coming?" Xia Houen lost his voice in panic, and reluctantly raised his Qingyu sword to cover it.

"Poof!"

The lance avoided the edge of the sword and stabbed into Xiahuen's neck.

Wei Shi's unexpected stab was extremely fast, which was also the biggest benefit he had gained since he crossed over.

"Ahh

Xia Houen finally screamed for a long time, and the whole person was immediately picked up in the air by Wei Shi, and after the sky swirled, he was thrown to the ground, and the Qingyu Sword in his hand was also picked up by Wei Shi.

"The palace is mighty!"

"Caicai.... Color! ”

Liao Hua and the others saw it really in the back, and they shouted one after another, and even Zhang Sheng, who had just escaped from the pursuit, raised his arms excitedly and shouted, as if he wanted to vent his long-standing depression at once.

"What, Xia Houen is dead, how is this possible?"

"Who killed General Xiahou?"

Pound commanded the heavy cavalry to surround and kill the remnants in the rear, and after hearing a commotion in front, he hurried over.