Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 87 Bloody Battle Zhongyangzhong

On the hills, it was raining heavily.

"What time is it now?"

"Reporting to Shao Qu Shuai, there is still a quarter of an hour before Zi Shi!"

"Get everyone ready!"

"promise!"

"Shao Qushuai, Chen Tu who went to investigate has not come back yet!" General Fang Hao reported with his hands in his hands.

"what?"

Hearing this, Gong Chong stretched out his hand and wiped off the rain on his face, his eyes burst into a stern light: "Although Chen Tu's martial arts are not as good as you and me, his lightness kungfu is unparalleled. Even if you and I can't catch up with his footsteps, we should No one can catch him!"

"Could it be that there are still masters in this army of food transporters!" Fang Hao squinted his eyes slightly. As Qu Shuai Gong Du's lieutenant general, he was in his early thirties and had extraordinary martial arts skills. He should have stayed on the frontal battlefield, but Gong was not at ease. Gong Chong, so let him assist.

Such a simple battle, in his opinion, is nothing more than an easy task.

"I can't control so much now!"

Gong Chong stood up, holding a spear in his hand, pointing at the foot of the mountain, and said coldly: "It's just a grain carrier, but hundreds of civilians, even if there are experts, they can still stop our five hundred elite soldiers." No, kill me and crush them!"

"Yes!"

Fang Hao took the order, stood up suddenly, held a big knife in his hand, and pointed down the mountain: "Brothers, follow me to kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Five hundred elite yellow turban soldiers, a few in front, were holding the banner and flying the yellow sky battle flag, and the others were wearing yellow silk, with a murderous look, rushing in, only a few hundred meters of mountain road, and they arrived at the mountain temple in an instant.

"Enemy attack!"

"What a terrifying momentum!"

"what should we do?"

"I'm just transporting food, I don't want to die!"

"It's said that you can't go to the battlefield, what should you do now?"

These grain-carrying peasants were ordinary peasants conscripted from the county seat. They had never seen the cruelty of a battlefield. Faced with this sudden night attack, they were flustered and vacillating.

"At least five hundred soldiers and horses. Judging by their momentum, they are not ordinary soldiers and horses. This time it will be troublesome!"

The grain and grass had already been concentrated in the center, while Mu Jing stood in the middle of the grain and grass, looking out tall, his face was ashen, and his expression became more and more gloomy.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid this battle will be difficult, so plan ahead!"

Zhou Hong followed Zhang Ning closely and said in a low voice.

His responsibility is only to protect Zhang Ning.

Zhang Ning was dressed in men's clothes, with a small long sword on his waist, and said calmly, "No matter how difficult it is, it's so rare that when we went south, such a small thief, I'd like to see what they have and their ability!"

"Sure enough, there is an enemy attack!"

The mountain temple has already formed a defense, but this is just a simple defense. It is a defensive layer formed by some wooden planks and ordinary sundries. Before the main entrance, Lei Hu holds a round iron shield in his left hand and a long knife in his right. He shouted: " My sons and daughters, we have no way to escape now, only by blocking them can we survive, if you don't want to die, follow me to defend against the enemy!"

"Defend the enemy!"

"Defend the enemy!"

Although the civilian husband is useless, there are still fifty county soldiers, and the morale is barely usable, which can be regarded as stabilizing the morale of the army.

"shoot!"

The charging yellow turban army was about fifty steps away from the mountain temple, and Gong Chong gave an order suddenly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!"

More than a hundred archers bent their bows and drew their arrows, and the long arrows came out of their hands, covering them like rain.

"what!"

"Help!"

"my leg!"

"I've been hit by an arrow, I'm going to die!"

"..."

Among the random arrows, this defensive layer could not stop them at all. Many civilians were hit by arrows, and more than a dozen people were shot and killed on the spot. Amidst the wailing voices, a panic spread, and countless civilians Timid and want to escape.

"Damn it, civilian husbands are not available!" Mu Jing's expression was as gloomy as water.

He still overestimated his own strength, and the civilian husband's defense collapsed after a face-to-face meeting, which really surprised him.

"Young Master Mu, these peasants have never experienced the cruelty of the battlefield, and their military spirit is useless, so they can't be stopped!" Zhou Hong sighed, and said in a low voice: "It's better to give up the food and grass and retreat!"

The disastrous defeat of the Yellow Turban Army was due to the fact that most of the Yellow Turban soldiers were born as civilians who had never experienced war. A smooth battle can still boost their momentum, but when they encounter a tough battle, they will undoubtedly lose.

"Shoot again!"

Outside the mountain temple, a violent voice rang out, and the sound of rain resounded through the temple.

Afterwards, bursts of arrows continued to fall.

"I don't want to die!"

"Run for your life!"

There are more and more casualties among civilians, and the morale of the army begins to collapse. Some civilians even want to jump out of the temple to survive.

"Even if we give up food and grass, we can't withdraw. Once the momentum is gone, we will be like sheep. They will drive us to kill them. We can only fight!"

Mu Jing took a deep breath, he knew that he couldn't be messed up at this time, so he directly pulled out the long sword, took three steps like two steps, stepped forward and pierced a deserter's chest with a sword, blood splashed on his face, it was abnormal ferocious.

"Survivors, let me step forward to block, survivors, you can retreat!"

Mu Jing's voice was like thunder, his sword was like death, and he said coldly and mercilessly: "Today's battle is inevitable, there is no way to go forward and back, and there is no way for us to escape. Either we all die here, or we kill them! "

It's not that he wants to be cruel, it's that this momentum cannot be spread. Once the army's morale is broken, none of them may be able to leave the mountain temple tonight.

So he has to be ruthless.

The war of this era is constantly changing his heart and strengthening his mind.

"kill!"

Lei Hu let out a long cry, raised his bow and arrow, and shot down a yellow scarf soldier outside the temple. He shouted angrily, "I am invincible!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Following Mu Jing's cruelty and Lei Hu's bravery, the mentality of these civilian husbands has somewhat stabilized.

Anyone who is pushed to a desperate situation will burst out with great strength.

They also knew that there was no way to escape now, so they naturally let go of their fear. When they let go of their fear, they all became strong men and began to explode with strength.

"It didn't collapse?"

Outside the mountain temple, Gong Chong's face was a bit stern, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and he smiled coldly: "This army of grain transporters is quite capable, but no matter what happens tonight, they will definitely die!"

He charged forward: "I will lead [-] soldiers to attack from the front, Fang Hao, you will lead [-] soldiers to attack!"

"promise!"

Fang Hao took the order.

"kill!"

Gong Chong was full of energy and blood, and his internal strength exploded. The spear in his hand was dancing, charging in like a wild wolf, followed by three hundred yellow scarf elite soldiers.

"Nanyang Leihu of a certain family does not kill unknown people, whoever comes, report the name!"

Lei Hu had imitated his Lao Tzu's posture enough, with a big sword flying across the air, pointing coldly.

"Runan Gong Chong, the man who killed you!"

Gong Chong came in fighting, chopped down two county soldiers, and stabbed Leihu head-on with his long spear.

"cut!"

Although Lei Hu broke through his inner strength not long ago, under the guidance of Zhang Huo, the chief instructor of Wu Beitang, his cultivation has grown rapidly. He has also experienced the Battle of Wuyin and the bloody battle in Jingping Village, and his natural courage makes him not cowardly on the battlefield. Yes, the big knife slashed across the air.

"block!"

The collision between the broadsword and the long spear sparked sparks, and under the beating of the dripping rain, there was a deep and sharp sound, which echoed continuously.

"What a great power!"

Gong Chong's pupils changed color slightly: "Such a young man, only about fifteen or sixteen years old, has such great strength. Don't underestimate him!"

"His cultivation is higher than yours!"

Lei Hu's heart sank: "Then let's see if his marksmanship is better than mine, kill him!"

He took the initiative to swing the knife.

"Good come!"

Gong Chong was also young and energetic, and it was rare for him to meet an opponent younger than him, whose murderous intent shocked him hundreds of meters away.

The confrontation between the two main generals aroused a strong fighting spirit in the soldiers below.

"Children, kill!"

"Kill in!"

"Kill them!"

"..."

"Stop!"

"I don't want to die, I can only kill you!"

"You can't retreat, you must block them!"

Hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers rushed in like wolves and tigers. More than [-] county soldiers and more than a hundred civilian husbands fought hard to resist, and the fighting became more and more cruel.

However, the disparity in strength between them was too great, so the county soldiers kept falling, and the civilian husband team was still retreating steadily.

"Jijiu, the left side can no longer hold back, Fang Hong has already died in battle!"

An armed student came to report.

"Damn!"

Hearing this, Mujing's pupils were stained with blood. He swung his long sword directly, jumped into the battle circle on the left flank, and blocked the enemies on the left flank. Don't retreat, block them for me, kill one enemy, you can get a gold reward!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Mujing's name is still a bit useful, and with the addition of a lot of money, there must be brave men. For a while, these civilian men still cheered up to meet the enemy.

"Mujing?"

Fang Hao led his troops to enter from the left wing, and after beheading a young man who was the leader, he met another young man who blocked him, and immediately smiled coldly: "A mere kid, if you dare to block a certain road, you will die!"

"block!"

The sword in Mu Jing's hand blocked Fang Hao's broadsword, but his tiger's mouth had burst open, blood stained the handle of the knife, and a powerful force bounced back, making him feel his internal organs trembling.

(End of this chapter)