Tai Shi Ci came out of the camp, and the soldiers were also running around.

The armament officers opened the arsenal, and they lined up, first went to the armor storehouse to put on their armor, and then went to the armory, and took out the long soldiers and crossbow machines that had been put in after maintenance, held them in their hands, and then hurried out of the camp under the loud urging of the officers.

This offensive, initiated by the Jizhou army, was very unsmooth at first.

They once fought with the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans, and the hundreds of thousands of troops later became a very important army under Cao Cao's command, but the military discipline and will to fight made these Jizhou troops sneer.

And Lu Lian's Qingzhou army is an opponent comparable to them, even if they don't know why, the number is less than before, but they still have the momentum to kill the enemy bravely.

Under the impact of the Jizhou Army, the front of the Qingzhou Army was torn open several times, and it was soon filled again.

When the battle was scorched, the cavalry of the Jizhou army rushed out of the battalion and prepared to come to the flank, but Tai Shici seemed to be prepared, and immediately ordered the long card soldiers to step forward, and arranged three rows of spearmen behind, knocking the Jizhou cavalry into a person and turning over on his back.

Inch by inch, the sun was moving westward, and the soldiers were falling.

The whole battlefield seemed to be boiling, and the people of Jizhou, Qingzhou, Xuzhou, and Yanzhou were all floating and struggling in this boiling cauldron. They never knew each other in their lives, but after they died, they could be close to me, I to you, intimate, trampled by countless footsteps and horses' hooves, and they couldn't tell each other from each other.

The other side is holding this breath, and his own side is also holding this breath.

Tai Shi Ci can't escape, if he leads the troops to retreat and escape, it is a trivial matter for this big battalion to be given to the people of Jizhou, and Lu Lian's soldiers and horses will be annihilated by the entrapment is the top priority.

Leaving this division of troops is also to prevent Chun Yuqiong's hand.

…… This is probably because he was afraid of something, Tai Shi Ci had just crossed this thought in his mind, and when he immediately wanted to dispel this distracting thought, a scout suddenly shouted!

"General! Checkmate! West! Look! ”

Horses are coming to their left flank! And, and that's not their flag!

Chapter 518

When the war began, there was very little the manager could do.

Because it takes time to give an order, from the commander's middle army to the front line where the soldiers are located, an order has to be relayed by several heralds, and then the soldiers are informed with the voice of the flag, the golden cymbal, and the leader.

Even so, it still takes time for the soldiers to react, they are the busiest people at this time.

When they killed, they couldn't see the banner in their eyes, they couldn't hear the golden cymbals and war drums in their ears, and naturally they didn't think of what other orders someone behind them would convey to them.

He was engrossed in focusing all his attention on the person in front of him, whether the man's halberd was ready to slash to the left or to the right, whether his feet were unsteady, whether his arms were strong, and if he blocked it with his shield, was the halberd in his other hand ready to stab or defend inward?

In addition to this, there are also the people around him, is the spearman on his right looking at him? Did the tip of the blood-stained spear come at you? Oh! Oh!

The soldier riveted his strength, pressed down all the strength of his body, turned sideways when the halberd on the opposite side slashed over, and the iron card in his hand smashed into the opponent's head! Only that "bang! "Oh! He heard a heavy, muffled thud, and a scream that couldn't be squeezed out of his throat and a clear sound of something shattering on his face!

What a veteran!

His shield attack was not the point, the point was that he found this opportunity, and finally successfully grabbed the ring head knife in his right hand into that person's neck! At the same time, there was a heavy and swift impact on the left hand!

He also blocked the spearman! Even in front of the general, he can straighten his waist and show off his last sentence!

But he didn't have time to show off.

When the veteran finally withdrew the iron plate in his left hand and was about to continue his efforts to kill the spearman, an arrow suddenly pierced his skull.

So the spearman, who had staggered a few steps, was able to regain his footing, and even took the time to bend down, pick up the iron plate, and hold it in his hand to look at it.

When he found out that it was not from the hands of Qingzhou craftsmen, but from the hands of another Jizhou sword and shield soldier, this spearman seemed to burst out with infinite power.

He didn't notice the arrival of reinforcements, didn't notice that the flag order was changing on the opposite side, didn't notice that the Qingzhou soldiers retreated a few steps back, and didn't notice that there were soldiers on the opposite side sitting far on the ground, and their hands and feet were neatly putting their crossbows on their feet.

When the Jizhou army rushed over, it was the rear army that was the first to react.

The wings were thin, and the soldiers and horses of the White Horse Battalion were trying to squeeze them back, so Tai Shi Ci could no longer use the flanks to pick up this enemy army.

When the order was passed down, the rear army, which had been guarding in front of the camp, began to move slowly towards the troops and horses.

Someone is whispering.

- Are you cowardly?

- But, but, there are only 2,000 of us, and there are more of us than we look at on the other side!

——With General Ziyi here, we don't have to be afraid of anything!

The sound paused for a moment, then whispered again, this time closer to the sound of footsteps in the background that were so heavy that they almost shook the ground.

The immaturity in that voice was clearer.

When there was not the slightest trace of Xiahou Zhucao on that banner, and the soldiers' clothes had nothing to do with the Yanzhou army, the recruits in the rear army raised the rattan cards and ring-headed swords as taught.

At that moment, they felt exactly like this:

- I really want to eat another bowl of pickled fish rice made by my grandmother.

It was a soldier and horse hidden near the left, and there were many details on them to corroborate, but this was not a soldier and horse of Chun Yuqiong.

Compared to the Jizhou army that was full of hatred and high morale, and worked hard to move forward, the morale of this support army was a different type - they were cautious when they moved forward, every step was slow, and they even shrank a little when they swung their blades, as if they had some concerns.

So the Qingzhou soldiers tentatively took a step forward, and they immediately took a step back.

This made the recruits in the rear army immediately muster up their strength and rush forward with a roar. They thought they had met an army newer, more cowardly, and more hasty than they were.

But in less than a stick of incense after the engagement, the fighting posture of this army completely changed.

They have shown terrible resilience.

When the two armies clash, the front will remain intact at first, and then over time, it will inevitably turn into a melee, and then the level of training and tacit understanding of the soldiers will begin to be tested.

They must continue to fight in an organized manner, helping each other, with swords and shields in the front row and spears and crossbows in the back, which means that they need to keep a clear head-

Your enemy is seriously wounded, and if you make up for it with one more sword, he will surely die, but he is not a fool, he has fled from you, and you will not chase him?

If you chase after you, will you be stabbed twice by other enemies along the way, but when you kill that enemy and finally want to return to your teammates, will you still be able to tell the way and find where your teammates are?

You're full of people! It's like the market in February, and it's full of people! The only difference is that instead of laughing and shopping, they concentrate on cutting off the heads of people on the opposite side!

You can't find your way back, but the enemy forces on the other side are coming towards you in unison!

Someone screamed briefly in the melee, like a droplet of water suddenly lifted on the shattered ice of the East China Sea, and quickly drowned between the waves.

On the beach in Donglai, perhaps there was an old woman who stopped the fishing net she was mending and looked up.

It was getting late, and she didn't see anything.

Tai Shici once again returned to the Chinese army from the flank.

He had not walked far, because now the Chinese army had gradually withdrawn to the front of the camp, but he was still inevitably wounded.

The Jizhou army also has a waist crossbow and a marksman, and he used his archery skills to harass the herald on the opposite side, and the opposite side immediately returned a row of arrows shot from the eight-stone crossbow.

The two most relied on guards around him carried the iron card and died in front of him, but it was only a matter of a moment, and the next moment someone immediately took the iron card from their not yet cold hands, and blocked him again, so Tai Shici was able to reach out and touch the quiver again, and he didn't even think much about it before he decided to draw three more arrows, to shoot the opposite one-

He only touched one arrow in the quiver, and the marksman was amazed for a moment.

"Arrows!"

Some people were running around, and others were getting closer.

"General, I've run out of arrows, I've sent someone back—"

Tai Shi Ci glanced at the other side coldly.

"No need."

It was getting dark, and it was time to collect the troops and return to the camp.

He drew the last arrow and aimed it at the blurry shadow of the face.

It was probably a young man who was stumbling and losing his temper there because he couldn't shoot him.

Tai Shi Ci put the bow down again.

The opposing force was almost three times his strength, and the coordination was so subtle that he suffered many casualties, and the line naturally retreated.

Tomorrow at the latest, they will begin a defensive battle against this large battalion.

Ciyu didn't know when she would be able to return, and she also used 10,000 troops to defeat those soldiers who were several times her size.

At that moment, Tai Shi Ci suddenly had a strange thought in his heart.

There really seem to be gods in this world, and they intend to torture them, since he returned to Ciyu, he has gradually accumulated tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and he has never fought a war of equal strength.

The torches were gradually lit, and the Qingzhou army gradually withdrew to the camp, and the Jizhou army on the opposite side attacked the battalion twice, and after they beat it back, they gave up the idea of fighting at night.

But those soldiers didn't do nothing.

Their comrades were stripped naked and thrown on the wilderness, and they had to concoct the corpses of those Qingzhou soldiers in the same way.

They also cut off the heads of those men and took them away with pride.

But beyond that, they are reluctant to leave immediately.

They walked around the camp, braved the rain of arrows and fires in the dark night, and came to the outlying camp camp.

Some people followed the people into the camp, but others did not go, they were busy packing up their last possessions, it could be a bag of rice noodles mixed with weeds, it could be a bundle of straw mats to shelter from the wind and rain, but more likely it was the warm clothes they had stripped from the Jizhou army—they were too unsmart to think of what those clothes stripped from the corpses meant.

The screams of the homeless people continued outside for a long time, until the Jizhou people finally collected their troops and returned to the camp, and some people watched through the fence, and the screams turned into hysterical crying.

The battalion officers came over and sternly told them not to cry and disturb the morale of the soldiers, and the men immediately covered their mouths.

They whimpered all night through fences and ditches, horses and drawbridges, silently looking in the direction of their loved ones' corpses.

It was almost dawn, and a fire was lit in the camp.

The soldiers poured the collected snow water into the pot, randomly broke the cakes prepared in advance and threw them in, and finally sprinkled a handful of salt.

Each of them stared wearily at the bread in the pot as if they were themselves.

It's so cold, and the wind is so hard. At first, they fantasize about jumping into a pot and taking a warm bath, but then the water boils and their thoughts change again.

- Don't be half-cooked, just boil the water, jump in and cook it to a screech.

They were holding the clay pot in a daze, staring at the pot of soup cakes, and wondering in their hearts whether today's camp could hold on, when suddenly someone made a surprised sound.

"Is that the direction of the people of Jizhou?"

The other soldier followed his gaze, and his mouth immediately followed, "Whoa, whoa!" "Get up!

One by one, the soldiers stopped, staring in that direction in a daze, until someone rushed to Tai Shici's tent again.

"General! General Ziyi! Look! Something happened to Whitehorse City! ”