Humane Yongchang

Chapter 463 Han Xin's Death

Han Xin successfully merged with the main force of Bingzhou Yellow Turbans outside Jingxing Pass.

It's just a whole day and night later than the original plan...

……

The setting sun is like fire, igniting the sparkling river.

Han Xin stood on the east bank of the great river, and the waves danced on his tough and gloomy cheeks, as if he was not standing by the bank of a great river, but in front of a sea of ​​flames.

He fixedly looked at the other side, looking at...the way they came.

This big river is called Weishui, and it is a tributary of the Hutuo River, located thirty miles west of Jingxing Pass.

When they came, they had set up camp in the Hexi case. They were ambitious and sharpened their knives. They vowed to break through the Jingxing Pass, break into the East China Plain, and restore the heavenly army to its peak!
Now, they camped on the east bank of the river. After being stalked by Li Xin for a day and a night, they had already lost their last chance to escape.

Thinking of him, Han Xin, since he went to Ren Shuai in Xuzhou, he has gone through dozens of battles in the south and north, and has gone through thousands of mountains and rivers. He Cheng thought that a small stream that is not well-known in the district would become the boundary between his life and death for Han Xin?

Han Xin twitched the corners of his lips mockingly, and slowly closed his eyes, looking back at his life like a revolving lantern in his mind.

Destruction is near.

However, there was not much hysterical and crazy emotion in his heart, only a little bit of unwillingness and bitterness, lingering in his heart and lingering.

As smart as he is, even if the situation is out of his control, the success or failure of life and death is by no means changed overnight.

He witnessed the whole process, how the King of Han put him to death step by step.

I also witnessed the whole process, how I walked into this dead place step by step.

He just couldn't turn it around...

Skills are not as good as others, he Han Xin is willing to gamble and admit defeat!
"Big guy!"

A general tremblingly appeared beside him, nodded on one knee and said: "The thief general Li Xin has started to form his army again, if we don't cross the river, it will be too late!"

Han Xin didn't open his eyes, and asked lightly: "Would you be willing to bow your head and lead your neck to be slaughtered for poultry?"

The general didn't know why, and was at a loss: "Marshal..."

Han Xin emphasized his tone: "A certain family asked you, are you willing to bow your head and lead your neck to be slaughtered for poultry?"

The general lowered his head and responded loudly: "Return to the commander, the last general is unwilling!"

Han Xin finally opened his eyes, and said with a majestic expression: "If you don't want to, go to the army to form an array. I have made arrangements, and I can turn defeat into victory when the time comes... In this battle, a certain family will personally cheer for the kings! "

The general had doubts, couldn't help raising his face slightly, and peeked at Han Xin from the corner of his eye: "I don't study much, commander, don't lie to me, we've all ended up in this situation, you still have a backup?" '

He instinctively didn't believe it, but out of trust in Han Xin's strong record of winning every battle in the past, he chose to trust rationally.

After all, Han Xin has to beat the drums to cheer for the army himself. If the army loses again, he won't be able to escape, right?
The general led the order to retreat.

Han Xin watched his back go away expressionlessly, his eyes were as cold as pebbles in the frozen soil.

He indeed deployed a backup force. When he withdrew the [-] main force ambushing outside Jingxing Pass, he left behind [-] elite soldiers, carrying a large number of heavenly army banners to ambush in the mountains and forests.

As long as Chen Dao leads the troops out of the pass and cooperates with Li Xin and Xiang Yu to encircle them, that elite army will be able to capture Jingxing Pass and open a way of life for them...

Unfortunately, he received a lot of information today.

Only there is no information that Chen Daobu is going to leave the customs.

But he didn't care too much.

This in itself is just an idler, and it would be a surprise if he could make a contribution.

If you can't make meritorious deeds, the situation won't get worse...

Everything, resign to fate!
Han Xin took a last look at the setting sun, turned around and went to the Shuai tent, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a group of soldiers in the distance kneeling furtively to worship the river, and there were still many soldiers watching from behind.

Feeling very displeased, he strode up to the soldiers with his saber in hand, and angrily shouted: "How dare you disturb our army's morale! You are not afraid of death!"

A group of yellow turban soldiers were startled by Han Xin's sudden appearance, one of the bold soldiers saw his fury, and replied boldly: "Marshal, we are not trying to disturb the army's mind. The local people call it the Taiping River, and it belongs to the same family as our Taiping Heavenly Army, and we are asking the river god to bless us to win the battle..." (the ancient battlefield of Last Stand, the real name is Taiping River)

Han Xin was stunned, and turned his head to look at this ordinary river in a numb manner.

'Taiping River Taiping Road, Taiping Road Taiping River...'

He recited these two sentences in his heart, and for some reason, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind: "I'm afraid I won't be able to pass this test!" '

……

"Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng!!"

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian stands!"

The majestic shout shook the whole field.

Li Xin, who was in the other side, went into battle in person and led [-] tiger and cardinal troops to attack Han Xin's main formation.

Han Xin in this compartment, also wearing a helmet and armor, personally beat drums to cheer for the [-] Bingzhou Yellow Turban Army.

No temptation!

No stalemate!

As soon as the battle starts, it directly advances to the life-or-death stage where there is no advance, no retreat, and no invincibility!

The two armies were like needlepoints facing each other, rushing forward frantically against the flow of people charging against the enemy!

It was obviously the sound of the collision of flesh and blood, but there was a muffled roar like the collision of thousands of horse-drawn carriages...

The two armies fought fiercely for a quarter of an hour. With five thousand short soldiers, Li Xin successfully tore through the forward formation of the Yellow Turban Army in Bingzhou, and cut into the enemy formation with the commander-in-chief flag.

The soldiers of the Huben Army who fought against the enemy on the battlefield were all very excited when they saw this. The shout of "Wan Sheng" on the battlefield suppressed for the first time the shout of "Heaven is dead, Huangtian should stand"!
Seeing this, Han Xin who was beating the drum on the stage calmly put down the drumstick in his hand, drew out his saber and swung forward heavily.

"Ugh..."

The desolate sound of the horn resounded across the Taiping River, and the two phalanxes of ten thousand infantry marched forward in response, resisting Li Xin's impetuous charge with the momentum of their horns.

The Li Zishuai flag fluttering in the wind, soon fell into a quagmire, and it was difficult to advance and retreat!

'Big man with double walls? '

He glanced contemptuously at the Li Zishuai flag with its head hanging down, and he disdained Li Xin's behavior of putting the cart before the horse and putting the horse's horse behind the horse by abandoning the command of the army: "There is no need to be afraid of the courage of a man. !"

Coincidentally, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a thunderous sound of horseshoes coming from the north.

He raised his eyes and looked to the north, and saw a rushing flood, mighty and mighty, rushing towards the battlefield.

That is a war horse, a torrent formed by thousands of war horses!
Han Xin is still unmoved, even mocking in his heart, if Han Xin deploys the three-sided encirclement strategy, even if he uses his feet as his brain, he can arrange it better than such a fool who commits suicide and goes straight to attack. Dozens of times!
"Millions of armored men are worthy of a battle, but the King of Han is the only one!" '

He turned to the north, and the howling north wind brought the stench of war horses. A large banner with red characters on a black background and the flag waving its teeth and claws in the wind gradually appeared in Han Xin's vision as the torrent of cavalry approached rapidly.

"Han Xin, do you recognize Xiang Yu from Youzhou?"

There was only a roar like a tiger roaring shaking a hill, and a heroic Biaohan in silver and white armor riding astride a divine steed black horse rushed out with a big halberd in his hand, leading the charge. To his army left.

When Han Xin saw the person coming, he twisted his neck expressionlessly, his eyes were as indifferent as if he was looking at a lost dog barking at him with its tail between its legs.

"Om."

The strong vibrating sound of thousands of bowstrings converged into a low hum like a muffled thunder.

In the next second, tens of thousands of arrows shot into the sky, forming a rain of arrows, covering the sky like locusts crossing the border...

At the same time, the left wing of the Yellow Turban Army moved towards the difficult area, revealing a dense array of antlers and rushing cars.

The silver-armored general was sandwiched between the rain of arrows and the horse-repelling formation, as small as an ant, not worth mentioning!
Han Xin never disdained these reckless men, but seeing such a scene at this moment, he couldn't help but twitch his thin lips slightly.

'Youzhou Xiang Yu? '

'Did you think that someone would go out and fight me for three hundred rounds? '

'My lord, times have changed...'

Under his admiring gaze, Arrow Rain moved towards the silver-armored general and the cavalry vanguard behind him, covering his head.

However, Xiang Yu, who took the lead, didn't panic in the face of the dense rain of arrows that could even be covered by the sunset. He raised the city-breaking halberd high in his hand, and his muscles, which were already comparable to a devil's muscular man, suddenly swelled twice again. : "If there is a ring around the sky, it will collapse!"

The moment the roaring sound fell, a dazzling thunderbolt suddenly exploded from the thick city-breaking halberd. The thunderbolt was like a coral tree in the sea. , illuminating the entire battlefield in an instant!
The rain of arrows that was about to fall was rushed by this terrifying move that was almost like a natural disaster... It disappeared immediately!

Only dust remains.

It means that there were more than 1 archers just now, and they worked together to shoot a wave of arrows!
Han Xin: (⊙⊙)
My lord, when did the times change?
But it's not over yet!
Xiang Yu, who shot thousands of arrows with one halberd, raised the city-breaking halberd again under the watchful eyes of all the soldiers of the Bingzhou Yellow Turban Army. The ground is also falling!"

The City Breaking Halberd slashed down, and a cold light that blinded everyone burst out again, sweeping across half of the battlefield with lightning speed.

If we say that the halberd he shot Broken Arrow Rain earlier gave the feeling of extreme violence.

Then, the halberd he is cutting out now gives people the feeling of extreme sharpness!

The sharpness that the earth can comb the middle of this halberd for him!

Standing on the platform, Han Xin had just recovered his eyesight when he saw that the impenetrable horse-resisting formation had turned into a pair of sawdust, a bloody straight line with blood and flesh splattered from the other side of the horse-repelling formation. It extends straight to the general platform here.

Before he had time to startle, he heard a "click", a crisp sound that was close at hand.

He turned his head numbly, and saw his handsome flag in Korean, which was broken from it, and the upper half was thrown at him head-on.

Han Xin: w(Д)w
Too, so fucking bullying!
"Bang".

Han Xin was thrown on all fours by his handsome flag.

And the more than [-] Bingzhou Yellow Turban Army below, whether they participated in the battle or not, were frightened by Xiang Yu's two halberds. react……

Why are the soldiers of the Huben Army not afraid?
nonsense!

They don't recognize Xiang Yu, how can they not recognize Xiang Yu's standard Han style general flag, and the Longxiang master behind Xiang Yu?

"So-and-so is Xiang Yu from Youzhou, whoever blocks him will die!"

Xiang Yu rode his horse and rushed into the formation of the Bingzhou Yellow Turban Army along the bloody path he killed with his halberd.
Guan Ying commanded Division Longxiang to follow closely behind, brandishing his saber to start killing, and shouting at the same time, "Abandoned soldiers who kneel and surrender will not be killed!"

A group of cavalrymen from the Longxiang Division followed suit. While quickly harvesting heads, they shouted loudly: "Whoever abandons the soldiers kneels down and surrenders will not be killed!"

Li Xin on the other side of the battlefield heard Guan Ying and the others' shouts, and he also woke up like a dream. He swiftly pierced the chest of the enemy general in front, twisted the big gun with one arm and picked him up from his horse. Picking up the blood-splattered corpse like a banner, he shouted: "Whoever surrenders on their knees, will not be killed!"

Forced surrender?

How can this group of embryo killers have such kindness!
This is just a method of besieging three queries and one. Give these Bingzhou Yellow Turbans a way out, and they won't jump the wall in a hurry and resist to the end!
Otherwise, when will the 12 Bingzhou Yellow Turban Army be killed?
On the one hand, the villains of the Han army who are like wolves and tigers and kill people like hemp are intimidating.

On one side is the temptation to survive as long as you put down your weapons and kneel and surrender.

The 12 Bingzhou Yellow Turban Army united as one and desperate for survival quickly split into two camps of surrender and resistance.

Moreover, as the Huben Army and Longxiang Division consciously let go of those Yellow Turban soldiers who kneeled and surrendered, and specifically selected those diehards to hack and kill, more and more Yellow Turban soldiers surrendered.

Even Han Xin tried his best to get up and shouted loudly, but he couldn't restore the situation of crushing defeat.

"I am trapped here today, and my death in this day is not a crime of war!"

Han Xin looked at the soldiers of the Han army rushing around, pulled out his sword and put it on his neck with a miserable expression, and then looked back at the last remaining sunset glow in the sky with complicated eyes.

I haven't seen enough of these splendid mountains and rivers!
"Han Shuai wait a minute!"

Just when Han Xin was about to pull his saber and cut his throat, an eager shout came out from far away.

When he took a closer look, he saw a middle-aged Han general wearing black general armor, covered in blood, and carrying a dark iron gun, charging towards this side on his horse.

He looked down at the general with no expression on his face, watched him gallop his horse to the general's platform, watched him hand over his horse and iron spear to the guards, and watched him step up to the general's platform alone.

"A certain Li Xin, met Han Shuai!"

Li Xin cupped his fists at Han Xin very politely.

In terms of hating Han Xin, no one in the Han army is more hated than Li Xin.

But in terms of admiration for Han Xin, no one in the Han army is more than Li Xin.

He did all the courtesy, but Han Xin just looked at the defeated general in front of him with disdain, and asked hoarsely, "Is it the order of His Royal Highness to save a certain family, or is it your own decision, Li Xin?"

Li Xin was startled, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and after a few breaths he said: "As long as Han Shuai is willing to surrender to my great man, I will be able to ask my king for orders to use Han Shuai again!"

Other things can be made up.

How dare Li Xin make up things about Wang Ling?
And it was only after hearing Han Xin mentioning the matter at this moment that he suddenly realized that his king had indeed never mentioned that he wanted to recruit Han Xin.

Han Xin's face softened a little, and he smiled lightly: "Shuai Li kindly, I accept it, if there is another life, I am willing to fight side by side with Shuai Li."

Li Xin frowned and looked at him, sighed: "Why bother? With your talent, I can ignore the past, let alone my king?"

Han Xin looked at him indifferently, and said calmly: "This is different from Li Shuai. Li Shuai is a general who chases rabbits. If there are rabbits, he can chase rabbits, but if there are no rabbits, he can look after the house. And so-and-so is a general who hunts tigers. If there are tigers, he will hunt tigers. If there is no tiger, it will devour the Lord, although His Highness the King of Han is rich all over the world, there is no place for a family under his command!"

Perhaps people always see many, many things clearly when they are about to die, things that they have never seen clearly before.

For example, now, when Han Xin looks around his life, he suddenly realizes that his end is actually doomed long ago. No matter who wins the world, he will not let him go. Achievable, but actually a dream that is out of reach!

Li Xin was silent.

He didn't know how to answer this topic, nor did he dare to answer it!

Han Xin didn't point out that he could answer, and slowly closed his eyes, and said softly: "Please Li Shuai, please present the head of a certain family to His Highness the King of Han, and on behalf of the certain family, say to His Highness the King of Han: A certain defeat is convincing!"

Li Xin looked at Han Xin in front of him, didn't know whether to rejoice or sigh, so he cupped his fists and said, "Send Han Shuai!"

Han Xin nodded, and pulled the saber in his hand to the right, and then the sword touched the ground, and a stream of blood slowly slid down the sharp blade.

(End of this chapter)