He came to Huang Zhong, who was ordering the arrangement of the fortifications, and asked quietly.

"Hansheng, what do you mean by this?" He asked, "If we can't win, we will withdraw ......."

"Yuan Shao has such horse-armored cavalry in the battalion, how can he not have rangers and infantry? You can't run away," Huang Zhong took off his dark, old, rather inconspicuous bow from behind, "Let's wait for him and make plans." ”

Chapter 493

This fortified fortress was divided into an inner camp and an outer camp.

The three soldiers in the outer camp had already seen it, and it looked stronger and more careful than their camp, but they had not seen anything more or stranger.

Behind the fence that is more than a foot high, there is an inner camp of the same height as the fence of the outer camp, and the wooden strips are still tightly tied together, so that people can't see the scene inside.

Even when the gate was wide open, the soldiers outside still couldn't see inside, and their eyes were all attracted by the heavy cavalry.

Therefore, they ignored the Da Xuan inside, as well as the young general who was covered with brocade robes and armor inside.

It was a very beautiful young man, and although he was dressed in a military uniform, he still had a full literati elegance.

Although his appearance is outstanding, in the eyes of Jizhou people, he is not as good as the thirty-year-old military general next to him - that person is tall and has a face similar to Yuan Shaoxiao.

In Hebei, if someone has such a face, he can be arrogant, especially when the battle situation becomes like this, he has more reason to be arrogant, so when the military general looks at the battlefield, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes are gently hanging, and the corners of his mouth are also skimmed into a smile rather than a smile.

"Such an army," he sneered, "what's the difference between it and the Native Chicken?" ”

"They are neither Liu Bei's own soldiers and horses, nor are the leaders of the group of fierce generals," Xun Chen said quietly, "Yuan Cai should not be rash. ”

Gao Gan didn't say a word, and quietly watched the scene in front of him.

The heavy cavalry that his uncle gave him was like a blazing sun in the sky, and the enemy army melted away in an instant like ice and snow, and scattered and fled.

He even felt that they were not as silent and reserved as they had been when the snow had melted, but rather like fish left on the beach at low tide, struggling, jumping, and gasping for breath, hoping in vain that the tide would bring them back to safety.

…… When you think of "fish", you can't help but think of that person.

If she had come, would she have stepped into the trap so rashly?

Even if they step into a trap, will her soldiers be crushed at the touch of a button, and even kill each other in order to fight for their lives?

Gao Gan's heart felt a little happy for a while, and a little regretful for a while.

"The cavalry is out, and the Chinese army should be ordered to go south," he gave the second order, "and give the crossbowmen to prepare from the west gate." ”

"Yes!"

Something flew in the face.

It wasn't blood, but it was bloody, warm, smelly, and soft.

Flew not only to the face, but also to the neck, to the armor on the chest.

There was even a drop that fell into the beard.

Zhang Xiu didn't care about wiping it, he didn't know which unlucky ghost it belonged to, he didn't know that the unlucky ghost was Xiliang Erlang of his own family, the Jizhou iron cavalry opposite, or the headless Lujiang soldiers who were panicked and like rats desperately bumping in an urn.

With blood on his face and a bit of flesh in his beard, he stood under a banner and commanded loudly.

His roar was very loud, and this was also something he had specially practiced after listening to his deceased uncle.

My uncle said that if you had been louder and louder, the soldiers would have the illusion that you were behind them, fighting side by side with them, and they would not be afraid to die.

They are not afraid of death, and you can win.

Zhang Xiu carried a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, thinking about this sentence repeatedly in his heart.

Sweat mixed with the blood on his face, running down his cheeks and into his beard.

There was meat puree everywhere, broken limbs everywhere, dead people and dead horses everywhere.

There were people lying on shields, trampled by the horses' hooves, and they did not look like human beings; Someone held a shield in his hand, raised it above his head with great effort, and smashed it down on the oncoming warhorse!

But more people bent down shoulder to shoulder, keeping their center of gravity as low as possible, pointing the tip of their spears an inch above their heads.

The top of their heads is the height of the horse's shoulder, which is also the height at which they are most skilled and effortless after repeated practice.

But they now had to raise the tip of the spear a little higher, so that they could miss the part of the horse armor and point it at the horse's neck - it wasn't an easy spot to hit, but they didn't have many options.

They were able to keep the shield soldiers in the front row at bay the rain of arrows, and then maintain a tight formation when the heavy cavalry rushed over, and these Xiliang soldiers had done their best.

After all, they were Xiliang people, and before they were summoned to Luoyang by the imperial court and became tools of conspiracy, they were all Han soldiers on the border, familiar with bow horses, and also knew how to fight against the Qiang people who were also familiar with bow horses.

When the heavy cavalry rushed over, they did grit their teeth, their eyes wide open, and they burst out with a war cry!

The Xiliang soldiers fell row after row, but the front never collapsed.

Some of their spears were broken by the armor of their horses, and together with the soldiers with their spears, they were divided in two under the armor of the heavy cavalry;

But some of the spears stabbed the horses, so that the horses neighed, trampled and ran wildly, and even tried to turn the horse's head and flee from the battlefield, and by the way knocked away its companions, even if the rider on horseback tried to cut and kill, and how hard to control the horse was to no avail;

There are also some riders who are really unlucky, and fall off the horse after being injured, and their riding skills are naturally very exquisite, but they are not so good that they can control the horse while fighting, so they get such an end.

They quickly turned to pulp, perhaps because of the weapons of the enemy soldiers in front of them, or because of the chaotic hooves of horses behind them, or both.

In such a chaotic battlefield full of people, it was not easy for the light cavalry to rush in, and they could not find an area where they could shoot casually.

They had to wait for the Lujiang troops to disperse, and when the heavy cavalry also began to adjust their formation, so that they could be temporarily separated from the enemy, and without light cavalry to disrupt the line, the heavy cavalry alone could not break through such an army formation alone.

- It's not right to think like this, Zhang Xiu thought bitterly in her heart, it's not that she can't attack, but that the other party will feel that they are not worthy.

Not to mention those cavalry, not to mention the armor worn by those people and the armor worn by horses, let's just say that those war horses that can still rush to the battlefield with vigor after wearing horse armor, I am afraid that each is worth hundreds of thousands of gold!

And what about his Xiliang soldiers? What is the difference between Jizhou people and grass mustard? He, a warrior who has been wandering around since the death of Dong Gong and serving as a dog for all kinds of princes, is different from grass mustard in the eyes of Jizhou people?

The battlefield seemed to be chaotic, and it seemed to gradually become orderly out of this chaos.

But all this has nothing to do with Liu Xun, he feels that his mouth is dry, he feels that he has no strength up and down, he can't hold on to the car rail, he wants to escape all the time, but he is dizzy and doesn't know where to flee.

So this white and chubby guy could only stay by Zhang Xiu's side, whimpering and looking around, slowly calming down.

It seemed that the heavy cavalry, having created enough confusion, slowly retreated again, leaving a gap of dozens of paces between the two sides.

Those "gaps" can't be seen, Liu Xun only glanced at it, and was shocked by the bloody and disgusting scene, he immediately turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiu again.

"When are we leaving?" He asked this question as soon as he calmed down, and regretted it the moment he said it.

In this way, he seemed very timid, very incompetent, and very embarrassed, he thought regretfully, he was a relative of the Han family, and he was the Taishou of the Han family, how could he make this Xiliang savage underestimate him!

"Cai Mao's soldiers and horses occupy a position about three miles to the south," Zhang Xiu didn't look at him, his eyes were still fixed on this melee battlefield, "If Jun Ruo calms down, why don't you go and collect the remnants, how about it?" ”

…… Gather the remnants?! What remnants to gather! How to collect the remnants!

Liu Xun felt that his brain and chest were boiling with anger for a moment, and he wanted to shout and ask Zhang Xiu, look at his current appearance! How did he go to gather the remnants!

But Zhang Xiu's expression suddenly changed, "The army in the other army has come out!" Herald! The long-card soldier is in front, and the crossbowman is in the back! Drumming! Drumming! ”

There were a lot of Jizhou soldiers in the battalion.

Their front row looked unremarkable, with a rattan card in one hand, a sword ring in the other, a halberd, and a long soldier, when they ran out of the camp, the Xiliang soldiers naturally did not look stupidly, and immediately greeted them with bows and crossbows.

They were still running out under the rain of arrows, and soon they were within striking distance of their spears.

When Zhang Xiu still thought that this was ordinary, controllable, even if he couldn't win, at least he could repel the other party, and slowly retreated from a war, there was a sound of crossbow machine tightening behind the dense Jizhou soldiers.

…… This is not something that Xiliang Bing has seen!

The people of Xiliang are poor, and they are so poor that they are frank and unrestrained; The Qiang people are even poorer, so poor that they are so poor!

So how could the Qiang people have crossbowmen of this scale, and how could the Xiliang army, which had been fighting the Qiang people for many years, have the experience to deal with it?!

Even if they left Longyou and entered the Central Plains to fight everywhere in the past few years, whether it was Cao Cao or Liu Biao, there had never been such a terrible sound in the array!

Such a dense, so sharp, such a loud machine!

Zhang Xiu's pupils constricted suddenly.

Countless crossbow bolts flew through the sky like dark clouds, obscuring the sun's rays for a moment.

At that moment, the morale of the Xiliang army collapsed.

Zhang Xiu turned his head, wanting to tell Liu Xun something, and wanted to take the soldiers out of the battlefield in front of the camp as completely as possible, at least to join Cai Mao's soldiers and horses, when he found that Liu Xun had already run away.

This time, Liu Xun did not sit in the car, but lay in the car, holding the railing of the car tightly with his hands and feet.

His hair crown has been scattered, and his whole person is scattered, not at all like the appearance of the two thousand stone princes of the Han family, but his courage is gradually recovering, and his composure and decisiveness have also returned to him, which allows him to shout with all his strength when he sees the soldiers and horses who are waiting for him, and the banner of the word "Cai" in the center of the soldiers and horses:

"Defeated! Our army is defeated!

"Our army is defeated!

"Our army is defeated!"

The Jingzhou army was in an uproar.

Huang Zhong's bow and arrow pointed at this guy who was disheveled, fat and round, and rampaged towards him.

His ordinary yellow face was stained with a layer of murderous aura!

Then in the next moment, his bow and arrow were stopped by Cai Mao.

“…… Strategist? ”

Cai Mao looked in pain, and he closed his eyes.

"That's Liu Taishou, you can't kill it."

So Huang Zhong lowered his bow, and he looked even more painful than Cai Mao.

Chapter 494

The morale of the army gradually stabilized.

The Jingzhou soldiers were still a little panicked, but it was not easy for them to escape.

It had been fenced off with wagons and made into a makeshift fortification, and this position was built right at a fork in the road, and wherever the deserters wanted to flee, if they did not burrow into the swamp in a daze, they would inevitably be exposed to the eyes of the overseers.

Even so, when the Lujiang soldiers fled here, there were still Jingzhou soldiers who fled—only a few did so, because Huang Zhong sent a cavalry to gather the remnants and shoot the deserters.

After seeing their comrades shot by the warlords, the Jingzhou soldiers woke up from the brief commotion and concentrated on their positions.