If you open the history books, you will know that in all dynasties, the core area of the world has always been the Kanto, whether it is population or money and food.

The Liang State has occupied the Central Plains, the essence of the Kanto region, and there is a lack of a corner of Youzhou.

Without Youzhou, Hebei would not be able to form a complete geopolitical plate, and Li Yue's Central Plains Empire would not be able to form a geopolitical closed loop.

It is still more impossible to accomplish the great cause of unifying the world.

Huge ambition surged in Li Yue's heart.

In the cold wind, 70,000 black cloud elites stood solemnly in front of the camp, silent as a mountain, and the black armor contrasted sharply with the snow-white earth, adding a touch of different color.

The spear was raised and pierced into the pale sky, and the cold wind swept through the blade, whisking the blood-red banner.

The horses were neatly arranged in a straight line, spewing out bursts of white gas from their mouths and noses, and under the influence of the solemn atmosphere, they occasionally shook their front hooves and let out one or two uneasy neighs.

Li Yue straddled his horse with his sword and walked slowly in front of the array, enjoying the reverent gaze of the soldiers, and a thousand words were superfluous at this moment.

What should be said, the officials have said it hundreds of times.

The fate of every soldier is firmly bound to this battle.

Li Yue swung his sword to the north, and the prancing horse shouted: "Attack!" ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! "A tsunami-like roar swept across the land.

Then the soldiers marched north with neat steps, crushing the shallow snow and ice, making a "squeaking" sound, forming a common rhythm with the iron armor.

Behind them, donkeys, mules, and oxen pulled the thunderbolt carts and ballistae in the city, rumbling forward.

At this moment, it is as if a rising empire is roaring forward in the long river of history.

Murong Ke's army of more than 100,000 people had just arrived, and the foothold was not stable, and the Heiyun army waited for many days, and the morale was high, which was the best time to attack.

There were 20,000 Black Cloud elites and 30,000 town troops left in the camp to prevent Murong's army from suddenly killing out of Xiangguo.

Active offense is always better than passive defense.

Xiangguo and Bai people attacked Ren County on both sides, with two enemies and one, giving them respite, it would form a horn trend, plus Murong Chui, Fu Yan, Murong Ping and other departments behind each other, the Yan army would gradually gain an advantage.

In a word, Li Yue did not give Murong Ke time to integrate the ministries.

If you want to fight, you will fight the strongest, and the Black Cloud Army dares to fight in the field, daring to face the 120,000 Yan Army with 70,000 elites!

The cold wind blows on people's faces like knives.

But it couldn't stop the Black Cloud Army from advancing.

Li Yue looked around, many generals deliberately raised snow and dust, and the smoke and dust were billowing and the atmosphere was monstrous.

The Bai people have been fighting since ancient times, and in the Spring and Autumn Period, the Jin Kingdom fought with the Zhongshan Kingdom several times.

In the eighth year of the Han Dynasty, Gaozu returned from Dongyuan, passed Zhao, wanted to stay here, his heart was very restless, and he asked left and right, "What is the name of the county?" He said, "Bai people." ”

"Those who are cypress are forced by others!" Gaozu left without sleeping.

Murong Ke stationed troops here, although echoing with Xiangguo, but the Bai people are just in the plain depression at the eastern foot of Taihang Mountain, and the lonely peaks of Yao Mountain and Maoshan Mountain in the west stand steeply, like two long swords holding the Bairen City hostage.

This is also the meaning of Han Gaozu's "forced by others".

Of course, the city is defended by people, and when Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu unified Hebei, he was defeated here twice.

Thirty or forty miles away, most of the day's work was rushed.

The cold wind gradually stopped, and the dim sky revealed a hazy red sun, which was slanted between the two mountains in the west, and the word "Yan" stood on the city wall.

Black clouds crush the city.

An army of 70,000 men, half arrayed, half dug and fortified, cut down trees, set up antlers, and set up camp.

Thunderbolts and ballistas slowly pushed to the front of the formation, like a hideous beast, and the city of cypress was like a trembling lamb in winter.

The baggage soldiers were sent with artillery, fire oil, and arrows.

Once these things are activated, the thin Bairen City will definitely not be able to withstand it.

After decades of war, the cities of Hebei have long been dilapidated, except for Yecheng, Xiangguo, and Lukou, which are strategically important cities.

Li Yue came one step ahead of Murong Ke and chose Renxian instead of Bairen, which is also the reason.

With a few "bangs", the thunderbolts and ballistas were adjusting their range, and against the north wind, the artillery fell seventy or eighty paces below the city.

When the baggage soldiers were about to push the thunderbolt cart forward, the war drums suddenly sounded in the Bairen city, and in an instant, the city gate opened, and the Yan cavalry poured out in an endless stream.

The horses' hooves were flying, and the long lances were in the woods, and they rushed towards the thunderbolt.

In front of them, two black cloud formations raised their spears and headed towards the rushing cavalry.

The crossbowmen in the back shoot a dense rain of arrows.

The Yan cavalry spread out very flexibly, and some people bent their bows and arrows on their horses and shot at the infantry formation.

After decades of fighting, heavy armor is rampant in the world, and the opponent cannot be defeated with a bow and crossbow alone, and the battlefield is in the open area of the plain, so the bow and crossbow have little effect.

The Black Cloud Army fell seventy or eighty people, and the Yan Army fell more than 100 horsemen.

This casualty naturally couldn't force the Yan army back, it would only make them wilder and more ferocious, as if they were about to swallow the Black Cloud Army in front of them, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

However, the Black Cloud Army was unmoved, and the tail of the spear was plunged into the snow, and the blade was as steady as Mount Tai.

One hundred, seventy, fifty, thirty......

Whoever retreats will be defeated like a mountain, and this is a contest of courage and morale between the two armies.

But the Yan soldier may not be afraid of death, and the war horse under his crotch neighed in fear.

The spear did not move, and many of the Black Cloud Old Pawns licked their tongues, as if they were ready to drink the blood of the Xianbei people.

When the two armies were about to collide, the cavalry of the Yan army was still timid after all, turned the horse's head, and almost pasted the spear of the Black Cloud Army from west to east.

"Hmph, Yan Jun is afraid!" Li Yue has never been afraid of playing with his life.

When cavalry attacks the foot soldiers, it is nothing more than to take the first place, scare the foot soldiers back, or go around to find a flaw.

However, Murong Ke obviously made two preparations.

After the cavalry, it was the black pressed foot soldiers, holding their spears, and under the orders of more than a dozen Yan generals, they marched forward with heavy steps.

Sen's cold spear shimmered in the slanting sun.

The Black Cloud Army remained motionless, but the faces of the soldiers gradually glowed with bloodthirsty brilliance.

"Enter!" The Black Cloud Soldier also took a firm step to meet it.

The dark cyan and black waves soon collided together, stirring up waves of blood.

All the strategies, temple calculations, and strategies, in the end, need to rely on iron and blood to determine the victory and defeat.

Between countries, in the end, it still depends on their own strength.

On both sides are dignified teachers, and they are also the elites of the two countries, strangling on this winter plain.

War drums and trumpets sounded one after another.

Under the flipping of the long blade, soldiers continued to fall, and the snow was soon melted by the sprayed blood.

On the other side, the cavalry on both sides were also strangled together, like two giant snakes, entwined from the east to the north.

The horses' hooves raised a huge mist of snow that gradually obscured them.

Li Yue's teeth immediately staggered, looking at the boiling battlefield with an expressionless face, but at this moment, there was no fluctuation in his heart, the Central Plains could not lose, and the Black Cloud soldiers could not be defeated.

In the long history of thousands of years, Chinese soldiers have never been afraid of hard fighting.

Otherwise, China would not have gone through 5,000 years.

(End of chapter)