Intuition told Mo Tian that it might be dangerous to advance rashly, and the scout troops were a lesson from the past.

When Mo Tian hesitated, a man and a horse in the distance suddenly rushed out of the high ground.

It is Chang Polang who is single-handed, backed by yellow sand, and fearless.

"Guan Long often breaks the waves here, who dares to fight me to the death!!"

There was a wild roar, and the sound was like thunder.

alarmed Mo Tian in front of the battle.

"General! This person should be the first fierce general in Guanlong, and he should not be underestimated! ”

Mo Tian frowned, and his mouth was unconvinced: "It's not difficult for General Ben to behead him under his horse!" However, I heard that Guan Long Sanjie cooperated seamlessly, and now the enemy army may still have an ambush, and our army can no longer underestimate the enemy's rash advance. ”

"There are 10,000 people in Beihukong, but none of them are fighting!!"

Chang broke the waves and roared again.

Mo Tian's face was extremely ugly.

The pride of the warrior made him want to fight, but judging from the dust situation in front of him, it was obvious that there were many people in ambush, and he might die if he went.

Da Zhou's new style of bow and arrow was amazingly powerful, and the forward speed was faster than that of the Northern Jackal's ride, and he had heard of it.

And his Northern Jackal rode lightly, and they have been running for a long time, and if they fight one-on-one, they will definitely suffer heavy losses!

An eerie scene appeared.

No matter how Chang Polang called the formation, the Northern Jackal never dared to approach.

"What the fuck? General Chang is so powerful? ”

Fifteen hundred people in ambush in the rear were somewhat surprised.

Even Chang Polang himself was a little surprised.

He fought against three of the eight warriors of Beihu, and he couldn't win it in fifty rounds.

Originally, his goal was to slow down the enemy's march today, and as long as the enemy attacked, he would lead his troops to retreat, so that the mission would be completed.

After a stalemate between the two sides for a quarter of an hour, Mo Tian considered that the headquarters had been marching for half a day, and the relative people were sleepy and lacking, so he did not dare to be careless, so he asked the troops to retreat one mile to prevent the enemy from attacking violently.

"It's not a way to go on like this, notify the marshal quickly!"

Mo Tian immediately dispatched Pegasus to explain the situation to Hu Yanche.

The army division Yuan Tian hurriedly said: "Marshal, our army is very fast, you must not delay here!" But the enemy's bow and arrow are fierce, and if our army does not have absolute numerical superiority, I am afraid that we will not be able to take it......"

Hu Yanche said angrily: "Ben Shuai personally leads the troops and pursues the enemy army!" ”

At noon that day, Hu Yanche ordered 70,000 cavalry and went straight to the front line.

It was noon that day.

Duan Yunchong, who was waiting to give birth in the West Palace Villa, finally started giving birth, and the pain was heartbreaking.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, she is about to give birth!!"

Duan Yunyi, who was at the court meeting, heard the news, hurriedly disbanded the court meeting and went back to accompany the birth.

On the north bank of the Tianjiang River, Chang Polang is still on the highlands, confronting the Northern Jackal Ride.

Mo Tian tentatively sent people to shoot arrows at him, and as soon as the Northern Jackal rode close to Chang Polang, a large number of bows and arrows were thrown from behind, forcing them back.

Mo Tian vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and he was puzzled.

"The size of the enemy's bows and arrows is only a thousand, are you worried about wasting arrows?"

But for the sake of prudence, Mo Tian still decided to wait for Huyanche to send more troops.

An hour later, Hu Yanche finally led his troops to kill him personally.

Chang Polang looked at the dense Beihu army in the distance, knew that he had completed the task, and immediately led his troops to retreat.

After Hu Yanche arrived, he received Mo Tian's army, and after the army rushed out together, he was furious when he saw the branches all over the ground and the 1,500 people who ran to the other side in the distance.

"Idiot! You've been tricked! ”

Mo Tian hurriedly defended: "The terrain here is higher, marshal, the last general will consider that my brother was killed in battle, so he ......"

Hu Yan lost his temper all night, and sighed: "Rest in place for a while, and go back immediately and wait for the rear troops to meet!" ”

"Marshal, aren't we going to directly surprise the enemy camp?" The crowd will be puzzled.

Hu Yanche shook his head: "The enemy army has been arranged here, and the river crossing is to the west, not where the enemy camp is, for the sake of safety, we can't let the logistics fall behind, so as not to make them attack from the west." ”

The generals suddenly said: "It is worthy of being a marshal, as always steady!" ”

"This time, Ben Shuai will never lose an arm carelessly!" Hu Yanche's face was extremely ugly.

Back then, he had a thousand humiliations for the dying Liang Xun, but he was killed in front of him and cut off an arm, which was regarded as a lifelong shame.

Now, 10,000 northern jackals rode and were dragged by one or two thousand people for two hours in the grassland battlefield where they were the best, and they didn't dare to attack, and they were bound to laugh and be generous when they spread out.

According to Liang Xiao's arrangement, Chang Polang's troops crossed the river to the west to attract the attention of the enemy.

Hu Yanche did not dare to march further to the southeast, and returned the same way.

At the same time, Liang Xiao was waiting in the barracks.

After another two hours, the troops who often broke the waves returned by boat, and the task was completed.

Liang Xiao immediately summoned the whole army for the final mobilization

Tens of thousands of Great Zhou soldiers looked at the white-robed marshal on the high platform.

"Back then, Beihu went south, the old capital fell, Shenzhou sank, and lives were devastated."

"My father, Liang Xun, Marquis of Lanling, led the troops to break off, successfully covered the safe retreat of the emperor and thousands of people, beheaded the generalissimo of Beihu Hu Yanche, and finally martyred the country, and was beheaded by the Beihu people! The disaster of moving the capital, the shame of the Great Zhou Dynasty! All the soldiers present, and some relatives went to the national disaster with their fathers! ”

"My father and thousands of soldiers could have protected themselves, but they resolutely broke off, why? Just because I don't want to see Beihu wreaking havoc, the common people are suffering! Now, the ambition of the Northern Jackal is not dead, and he has raised the army of the country to invade the territory, wanting to make my Great Zhou destroy the country and extinct the species! We must not allow the recurrence of the national disaster, and we should break through Beihu, go deep into the desert, drink Ma Hanhai, avenge the country, and hate the family! ”

"Grateful for the heroism of my father and 100,000 heroic souls, today in their name, I will recite a text to sacrifice him, and then send troops to destroy the enemy!"

The soldiers at the scene were full of fighting spirit and everyone was excited.

Taking the initiative to face the battle is something they couldn't think of before!

But now, the calm figure on the high platform has given them unprecedented courage and confidence!

At this moment, everyone was watching, and after Liang Xiao recited the sacrificial text, he was also indignant and chanted loudly.

[Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rests. ] Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Moving the capital is shameful, and it is still snowing. When the courtiers hate, when will they be destroyed! Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. 】

The soldiers at the scene listened quietly, and the heralds scattered everywhere also took out the prepared manuscripts and repeated Liang Xiao's words.

As Liang Xiao finished speaking, the audience erupted in thunderous cheers and cheers.

"Ambition is hungry for Hulu meat! Laugh and talk about thirsty for Hun blood!! ”

"This is our marshal, combined with the perspective of the 100,000 soldiers commanded by the Marquis of Lanling back then?"

Gongsun Wuji and Long Wushuang, who were originally listening quietly, finally couldn't help but praise: "Good!! ”

The Northern Hebei Army as a surrendering army, and Gongsun Wuji as a guest general, originally did not resonate so quickly.

But Liang Xiao's first word did make them unprecedentedly excited, and even took the initiative to empathize!

"Soldiers, are you willing to fight Beihu with me?"

Liang Xiao asked loudly.

"Swear to follow the Marquis of Lanling to the death and face Beihu!!"

The morale of the scene was greatly boosted, and everyone swore to fight to the death, eager to break Beihu immediately.

"The enemy army has already passed by, take advantage of its unpreparedness, and the whole army will be dispatched!"

"Cross the river!"

"Decisive battle!!"