contend

Chapter 298
Although Meng Guan was young and energetic, he was not carried away.

Wei Guanjun is obviously a tough nut to crack.

In many cases, military strength does not mean anything.

"Report, the enemy is arrayed in the valley ahead." The scout came to report.

"Understood." Meng Guan looked at the enemy formation in front of him in the slanting shadow of the dusk, and the ground was dyed golden red.

The summer dusk in the northwest is always so bright, with large clouds of fire burning across the sky.

The wind blows across the endless wilderness, whining.

"Wei Guan is nothing more than that, and he actually lined up in the valley. Doesn't that give up the terrain to our army?" Wang Chong, the commander of the cavalry, said with a smile.

The other chief also laughed.

"Order, all the troops attack, and whoever cuts off the head of Wei Guan will be rewarded by the general!" Meng Guan raised his spear and shouted.

It's an opportunity to use force to overcome ingenuity, to be condescending to the crowd, and to be condescending.

The surrounding cavalry galloped away, passing orders to the various refugee armies.

However, the refugees' reaction was not very enthusiastic, only two or three lazy responses.

Woo, woo, woo—

The desolate trumpet sounded, and the officer in the refugee army raised his sword and said, "Attack!"

"attack!"

"attack!"

One after another, they moved like a flock of sheep being driven.

There are also some fierce people, wearing iron armor, holding swords and shields, rushing to the forefront.

More than a dozen streams of smoke rolled down from outside the valley.

When the refugees fight, they always bluff, and before the people arrive, the roar is already overwhelming.

It has to be said that the refugee army, which mustered up its courage, still has some momentum. With a large number of people, their morale is also high.

"kill!"

Many people have seen the vehicles in the enemy's formation, which are full of cloth and food, as well as young women who have been taken captive.

The refugee army robbed the big households, and the official army robbed the refugees.

Wei Guan defeated a large number of refugees and gained a lot.

The wages of avarice is death.

Especially in this era, hunger turns people into beasts.

The whole valley seemed to be boiling.

But at this moment, the officers and soldiers actually retreated, retreating in formation to the north, still in a calm and orderly formation, throwing down carts of cloth, grain, and women.

The cheers of the refugee army shook the valley.

When facing the enemy, he could barely form a formation. Now that the enemy has run away, there is no threat, only temptation, and the wildness and bestiality in his heart have completely exploded.

Crazy fight for food.

No one cared about Bubo and women.

The refugees frantically gathered the food into their arms.

However, there is only so much food, and there are nearly [-] refugees.

Competition is inevitable.

Chaos, utter chaos.

It was useless to allow the officers to scold and beat them from behind.

In the blink of an eye, the advantage of the refugee army's strength disappeared, and the disadvantage of disorderly discipline was magnified.

Meng Guan's face darkened, watching the enemy army stay at the mouth of the valley in the north.

Everything is calculated, this valley, these abandoned money and food...

Wei Guan led him here step by step.

"Meng Tongzhi!" Cavalry commander Wang Chong also realized that the situation was not good.

A refugee can only be a refugee, not an army.

The setting sun has receded, the fire cloud sank in the sky, and the twilight came quietly.

The cool night wind blew on Meng Guan's face, and also seeped into his heart.

To the north, the enemy has already formed an attack formation.

Meng Guan suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of frustration, like a gambler who lost all his chips.

Failure is inevitable. Looking back, there are only two hundred riders.

The enemy has more than three thousand cavalry.

Even though the enemy's long knives and spears had been raised, the refugees in the valley were still fighting for food, and seven or eight hands tore a piece of cloth at the same time to shreds.

Food was also sprinkled on the ground.

The cries of the women also sounded in the valley.

Xuan Yilang, a number of military officers, came back to Meng Guan, knelt down in front of the horse, "This subordinate is incompetent..."

Meng Guan suddenly remembered an idiom: playing with fire and setting yourself on fire.

The sound of shaking came from the north, and the enemy army rushed down unhurriedly, like an elegant clouded leopard, examining its own food.

A row of rockets streaked across the sky and landed scattered among the crowd.

Some wooden carts ignited a big fire with a "boom", illuminating the valley as if it were daytime, making people in the dark night invisible.

A strange smell of grease rises with the flames.

The refugees were startled, and in the chaos, they rushed into each other, trampled on them, and even bumped into the enemy's spears.

Condescending is the enemy.

This is where the brutal massacre began.

The army formations cooperated with each other, and the spears pointed in the same direction, and the refugees fell down one by one, being slaughtered like lambs.

I don't even have the strength to resist...

A group of enemy cavalry bypassed the valley and ran to the south in an attempt to completely seal the valley.

"Our army is in chaos, please retreat!" cavalry commander Wang Chong said.

Meng Guan closed his eyes, "Let's go back."

The crowd turned their horses' heads, ready to retreat, but they saw that Meng Guan was indifferent.

"Meng Tongzhi!" Wang Chong whispered.

Meng Guan opened his eyes, "I have no face to see the general again, I will be buried here."

People who are full of vigor often also have arrogance.

Wang Chong was shocked, "The general has always been benevolent and righteous to us, so we should not see our crimes, why bother to control..."

"Er, do you know that Zhuge Wuhou beheaded Ma Su with tears? The matter of Wuwei, which has been in operation for several years, is launched today. The white tiger, the seven camps, the nine camps, and the dormant people of the Xuanyi Division have all risen. It is useless to waste money and food. The refugees are young and strong. Even if the general is willing to spare my life, how can I survive?" Meng Guan's eyes were gray.

The cavalry who had withdrawn from the valley looked back at Meng Guan one after another.

Several Xuan Yilang and the nine campers shouted: "I wish to die with Meng Tongzhi!"

"Why are you doing this?" Meng Guan's gray eyes trembled.

More cavalry turned their horses and returned to the valley, "I would like to die here to repay the general's kindness!"

It is an honor in Xiping to be a soldier of the Guards Battalion.

In addition to honor, there are tangible benefits.

Their family members are all supported in the western capital city, and they are provided with money and food every month, and their children are directly pulled into the youth camp and given civil and military training.

Looking up and down is like soil mustard, then looking down is like a bandit, looking up and down is like siblings, then looking down is like heart.

Like Meng Guan, many of the guards did not want to disappoint their generals.

"You—" Meng Guan was speechless.

"Brother, I will help you!" Out of the valley, dark figures suddenly appeared.

"Renyou!" Meng Guan was overjoyed.

It was Pang Qing and Pang Renyou who came.

In an instant, the grayness in Meng Guan's eyes disappeared, replaced by sharpness.

Sharp as a knife.

"Soldiers of the personal guard battalion, you must not embarrass the general!" Wang Chong, the head of the cavalry, raised his spear.

"Kill!" In the dark night, countless swords and spears stabbed into the night sky.

Countless lines of blood gathered into this word.

Woo, woo, woo—

In the dark night, the desolate trumpet sounded again.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The roar flooded the night, and even the birds outside the valley were startled, screaming and rushing to the night sky.

At that moment, the chaos in the valley suddenly stopped.

Enemies and refugees looked to the south one after another, and the black tide surged down.

(End of this chapter)