Chapter 100, Seal the Wolf Juxu
Xianbei Royal Court.
When Bu Dugen led the iron cavalry back to Wolf Juxu Mountain, the Han army had been wreaking havoc on this land for more than half a month.
Along the way, there were dilapidated and lonely scenes, and Budugen and the others witnessed this scene, and the anger in their hearts had reached the extreme.
"Why is that?"
Looking at the general in front of him who was missing arms, his face was covered with scars, and he was miserable, Budugen finally suppressed the anger in his heart.
When the general heard this, his face showed shame, resentment, and other expressions.
This is the handwriting of the generals, in order to provoke the Xianbei people to the greatest extent.
Zhang Fei wrote on his face, Lu Bu and Zhang Liao each cut off one of their arms, and Guan Yu slashed him in the shoulder, but he deliberately retracted his strength, and it was not fatal.
"The last general is incompetent and has failed to defeat the Han army, please give me a death."
He despised the Han army, or the blind confidence brought about by the victory ten years earlier, thinking that his equal 5,000 cavalry could defeat the Han army, and as a result, the Han army only took three hours to kill them on all fronts.
Bu Dugen said in a deep voice: "I don't blame you for this battle, since the Han army dares to go deep alone, it must be the elite who comes, do you know where the Han army is going?" β
"They are heading north, and according to the report of our scouts, the Han army is encamping in Wolf Juxu Mountain."
Wolf Juxu Mountain.
became famous because of a shining star, which is the glory of the Han and the shame of the grassland.
Bu Dugen instantly understood the intention of the Han army's commander, which was to emulate Huo Qu's illness and seal the wolf Juxu.
Hmph, naΓ―ve!
Just 5,000 people want to seal the wolf?
The general was silent for a moment, and said with a gritted face: "The Han people asked me to bring a word to Da Shan Yu." β
"Say!"
"If you commit a strong man, you will be punished even if you are far away...... It's time to settle the feud of ten years ago. β
Bu Dugen laughed angrily when he heard this, and a hideous expression appeared on his face.
"Okay, then I'll let them lose again. Ten years ago, they ran away to 10%, and this time, I want to make them unable to go back! β
"The whole army obeyed the order, rested on the spot for the night, and immediately marched to Wolf Juxu Mountain!"
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Today the sky is clear and the sun is shining.
On the top of the endless high mountains, the Han military flag fluttered in the wind, and the five thousand iron horsemen were arranged in an orderly manner, and their eyes were all solemn.
Time has erased the traces of the past, but it cannot hide this history.
With the change of seasons, the footprints left by predecessors have been buried by the wind and sand. But even so, the moment I stepped on this mountain, my ears seemed to sound the war drums of the year, and the cheers of the ancestors' great victory.
How fortunate to be able to climb this mountain as a Han soldier.
It's the glory of a lifetime.
Every soldier stared at the fluttering flag without blinking, as if he wanted to remember this moment forever.
Guo Jia had also been here in his previous life, but the times he lived in were different, and his feelings were completely different.
He was sent by the gods to be a copyist.
"The grass and trees in the slanting sun, the ordinary alleys, the humanity has been sick. Thinking back then, Jin Ge Iron Horse swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger. β
The crisp voice was particularly clear against the quiet background, and everyone's eyes instantly fell on him.
Guo Jia is a little ashamed, he has always despised this kind of plagiarism the most, and now he has become the most annoying one.
Everyone didn't know, although they were all martial artists, they instinctively heard the meaning of blood in the poem.
Liu Bei exclaimed: "I never thought that Feng Xiao would also compose poems." β
He just thought that this person was deeply hidden, but he didn't think much about it, after all, Guo Jia didn't seal the wolf in his previous life, so he didn't have the opportunity to write this poem.
Guo Jia explained: "This poem is from the old immortal ......"
However, he was interrupted by Liu Bei in the middle of his words.
"The old immortal has never been a wolf, how could he write this poem, I believe what Feng Xiao said before, but this sentence is absolutely unbelievable."
Although Zhang Fei didn't understand, he also clapped his hands and praised: "The military advisor sings a good poem!" β
Guo Jia's face was strange, and he always felt that something was wrong with this, am I dirty or are you dirty?
He changed the topic and said, "My lord, it's rare to come here, so it's better to leave a few words." β
This is a signal for Liu Bei to boost morale.
In this era, there was no loudspeaker sound, and if it were somewhere else, it would be impossible for one person's voice to be heard by everyone.
But on this high mountain, the words spoken are the miracle effect of their own amplification.
Liu Bei nodded, and then strode to the edge of the mountain, facing the three armies.
"Hundreds of years ago, the champion Hou once established the glory of the Han Dynasty here. Now that we are here, but the enemy has not yet been destroyed, soldiers, are you willing to disgrace your ancestors? β
Every word is exhausted, as if the martial arts master is overdrawing his internal strength.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! β
In response to Liu Bei, there was a loud shout of killing, and the strong evil aura shook the birds and beasts in all directions.
Liu Bei suddenly pulled out his male and female swords and raised his sword to the sky.
"If the battle is defeated, from this general, all three armies will be killed!"
"Victory! Win! Win! β
Seeing this, Guo Jia looked up at the sky again and muttered, "Morale is available." β
Then he looked at Zhang Fei.
"The Iron Float can be armoured."
Previously, in order to ensure the mobility of the blitzkrieg, the Iron Float was not armoured, but used as a light cavalry.
Now that the time has come, there is no need to hide anymore.
Zhang Fei said in a deep voice: "Order!" β
Lu Bu looked at his back as he left, and said to himself, "This black guy is really good. β
Then he came to Guo Jia's side.
"Military advisor, does the lord really have the intention of expanding the army for the Tiefu Tu?"
Guo Jia was silent for a moment and gave an ambiguous answer.
"Maybe."
Guan Yu said with a smile: "Even if the army is expanded, I'm afraid it won't be the general's turn." β
Lu Bu said indifferently: "Yun Chang, is this going to take the lead by virtue of nepotism?" β
"Guan has never done such a despicable thing, the military advisor has spoken first, and the one with the highest military merit comes first."
"Good!"
Guo Jia did not intervene, this kind of healthy competition is actually a good thing.
Zhang Liao hesitated again and again, but finally didn't say anything, his martial arts were a lot worse than these two people, and he really didn't have any chance of winning a fight, so he could make a contribution in silence.
At this moment, a cavalry rode in under the watchful eye of the crowd.
"Report ...... Enemy troops appeared thirty miles away. β
A breath of slaughter emerged silently.
Lu Bu suddenly pulled out the Fang Tian painting halberd that was inserted into the ground, and quickly turned over and got on the horse.
Guan Yu stroked his long beard, and a pair of Danfeng's eyes revealed a cold killing intent.
Although Zhang Liao's face was expressionless, there was a fire hidden in his chest.
Liu Bei said loudly.
"Array!"
At the sound of an order, all the generals rode their horses to the cavalry of the department to give orders, and the army began to change formations in an orderly manner.
This is not a battle against the water, nor is it a shipwreck, but relying on the footprints of our ancestors, defending the glory of the Han Dynasty until death.
This battle only has formations and tactics, but there is no strategy to speak of, relying on the blood in the chest and the will to be immortal.
When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.
(End of chapter)