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Chapter 390 Destroying the Enemy
Sima Lian was very depressed.

Came all the way from Hebei, trekking mountains and rivers, already exhausted, but fortunately, the army under his command is not weak, with high quality and strong morale.

But after entering Guanzhong, everything changed.

The planned three-sided encirclement strategy has been changed again and again.

He couldn't help slandering Sima Ban in his heart.

With heavy soldiers in hand, why be so cautious?
Any force that bites the thief will be able to destroy it.

It's a pity that Sima Ban is rigid and doesn't know how to adapt. He obeys Sima Zhao's words and resolutely implements them.

Of course, this is also the reason why Sima Ban can lead the army.

Even in the battle of Le Jia, Sima Ban was turned on his back by the people killed by Wen Yuan, but his status still did not change.

From the surnames of the two, we know their origins, the Sima family in Wen County, Hanoi.

It's just that the opponent didn't act according to common sense, shaking repeatedly in Weishui and Jingshui, he could always escape before the Wei army encircled him.

Sima Lian was exhausted.

The subordinates fled in droves.

The Wuhuan people and the Huns have always been used to laxity, and their military discipline is naturally inferior to that of the Chinese army and the Jingzhou army. Sima Lian has not controlled this volunteer army for a long time, and has not yet fully controlled it.

If it is delayed for a few more days, he doesn't know how many people will be left in his hand.

So I had to ask for orders to take the initiative to go south and bite the Liangzhou army first.

Before Simaban's order came back, he took the initiative to go south.

The Wuhuan cavalry seemed very interested in going south to the fertile land of Guanzhong.

So morale has improved a lot.

"The Liang army is as cowardly as a mouse. It's not worth mentioning. I have asked the general for orders. As long as they are destroyed, everyone will be rewarded, and every family will be exempted from half of the tax!" Sima Lian stood on the bridge and yelled loudly.

"Wow!" The cavalry were overjoyed.

Although it didn't say that it could be looted, it was already an unspoken rule.

At that time, if you plunder a few county towns at will, you will have everything.

As for the Liang army, they didn't take it seriously at all. What kind of combat power can an army that only knows how to flee?
So the vast majority of people are in a very happy mood, which is long overdue.

When the army was crossing the river, several scouts galloped from the south.

"General, it's not good, the enemy is coming towards our troops!"

"Huh?" Sima Lian was surprised at first, and then overjoyed, "It's just in time. In the past, Han Xin fought his back and defeated Zhao's army by [-]. Today, I am riding with [-] steps, and the thief will come to die!"

"The thieves must be desperate, so they had to fight me." The surrounding generals also cheered thunderously.

However, after less than half a stick of incense, several scouts rushed over.

"Report to the general, the enemy's [-] cavalry are in the front, and more than [-] infantry are behind, and they are coming." The scouts were a little panicked, because they saw the momentum of the Liangzhou army with their own eyes.

Sima Lian also frowned, "The army hastened to cross the river!"

On a pontoon bridge, [-] cavalry were crowded together, and the scene gradually became chaotic, with several cavalry being squeezed into the water.

The people on the pontoon also cursed, which was unbearable.

The cavalry who had already crossed the river pointed at the crossing bridge and gloated and laughed.

A few more scouts rushed over, "The enemy's vanguard cavalry is still thirty miles away from our army!"

Sima Lian finally got a little flustered, and picked up a whip to beat the crowded people at the ferry.

With his efforts, the chaos was finally brought under control.

Finally all the cavalry crossed the river.

"Quickly report to Zuo Changshi and Zhou Tai!" Sima Lian whispered to the soldiers beside him.

"only!"

"The enemy army is still ten miles away from our army!" The scout came to report for the last time.

Because soon, the ground began to shake, and a long black line appeared on the loess to the south.

"Defend the enemy!" Sima Lian roared.

Wuhuan Tuqi's reputation is well-deserved, he was playing around just now, but now he puts on a stance.

Sima Lian raised his saber in front of him and roared angrily, "Let the Xi thief see the power of Wuhuan's sudden cavalry today! Kill!"

"kill!"

Youzhou warhorses stood up, roared to the sky, and then galloped out, with all four hooves flying into the air, and flew out.

The autumn sun hangs high, and the earth trembles.

The long drab line to the north crashed head-on into the long blue-black line to the south.

One side is roaring, but the other side is silent.

Sen Ran's spears pointed at each other, emitting bursts of white light under the autumn sun.

Youzhou tuqi and Xiliang iron cavalry clashed again after nearly 200 years.

At the moment when the two armies were about to collide, countless crossbow arrows flew out from the cavalry group in the south, scurrying like locusts.

The Wuhuan cavalry immediately fell over a hundred cavalry, and was trampled to death by the cavalry behind in the blink of an eye.

A long series of screams were left behind.

These screams cast a shadow over the Wuhuan cavalry.

Immediately afterwards, more than a hundred Liangzhou cavalry led by galloped forward. The iron armor on the men and horses was shining in the autumn sun. The knife opened, like a vulture about to prey, and his eyes were looking at the prey.

The two sides collided fiercely, and immediately set off a burst of blood mist.

The muscles on Sima Lian's face, who was staring at the back, throbbed uncontrollably.

Because he saw that Wuhuan Tuqi, which he was once proud of, was harvested piece by piece like wheat in the field.

Especially the more than a hundred cavalry in the front, both men and horses were covered in iron armor, rampaging among the cavalry.

In just one round, one-third of the Wuhuan cavalry fell.

But the enemy only paid the price of three or four hundred horses.

What's more frightening is behind, the enemy's six cavalry formations are advancing in an orderly manner.

Sima Lian's face was covered with cold sweat, and he suddenly realized that he had made a very serious mistake, that he was not Han Xin.

"Hurry up and ask for help!"

All the soldiers around were stunned, and no one responded for a while.

"Help!" Sima Lian's eyes turned red.

The last stand turned into a cocoon.

Now there is nowhere to escape.

The soldiers around him finally came to their senses, turned around and rushed to the bridge.

But in the eyes of other soldiers, this act was like running away.

There is only one pontoon...

Boom, boom, boom...

The sound of war drums sounded from three sides, and the sound of horseshoes was like thunder.

Tall horses rushed towards him with sharp spears, and no one could not be afraid.

Especially they, an hour ago, laughed at the cowardice of the Liangzhou army, and an hour later, they were shocked by the momentum of the Liangzhou army.

It was the murderous and evil spirit poured out of bloody battles!
Although they are arrogant, this arrogance is accumulated after victory after victory.

The "Yang" flag at the front, black and red, burns like a flame in the wind.

"Run!"

I don't know who roared first, as if a stone was thrown into the lake, it didn't ripple, but boiled instantly.

Countless people frantically crowded towards the ferry, stepping on each other, crowding each other...

No matter how Sima Lian stopped, he couldn't stop the panic of the defeated soldiers.

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer, and arrows rained down layer by layer, pushing this panic to the extreme.

Sima Lian suddenly felt a chill behind his back, turned his head, just in time to meet the eyes of that tall cool general, the guards around him were either knocked into the air or stabbed to death, no one could stop him.

Sima Lian stared blankly at the tall cavalry rushing forward, as if his soul had been frightened away, and he didn't have the slightest thought of resistance in his heart.

The next moment, a spear easily pierced into his breastplate with the help of horsepower, and lifted him up, roaring to the sky: "Who dares to fight here!"

(End of this chapter)