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Chapter 453 God General
As soon as the war drum sounded, the soldiers of Liangzhou on all sides moved in response.

Zhang Te is good at defense, he is a veteran for many years, and he has the support of Jiacheng. It shouldn't be too difficult to support him for an hour or two.

On the contrary, if Yang Zheng went to rescue immediately after receiving the news, the frontal battlefield would collapse immediately.

Obviously, Wang Ji used the 1 people in exchange for his time to attack the southern wall of Jiacheng.

The lives of Sima Fu and Sima Wang were obviously higher than those of Pang Hui, Wen Yang, and the ten thousand Chinese army.

A thousand armored cavalry gathered around Yang Zheng.

The long bright red feathers on the pocket lances, and the blue and black iron armors on the men and horses made them ferocious and full of power, and the long lances pointed towards the east battlefield one after another.

It looks like a humanoid iron beast that has been hungry for a long time.

Before he moved, the innate murderous and evil spirit rose from the ground.

"Attack!" Yang Zheng shook the reins, and the black-feathered man stood up, and jumped down from the dirt hill with the thousand or so heavily armored cavalry.

A tall "Yang" toothbrush flutters in the wind.

The overwhelming momentum is rolling down.

"Kill!" Yang Zheng shouted, waving his spear.

"Kill!" The cavalry around him roared together.

The battlefield also responded one after another, "Kill!"

The eyes of tens of thousands of people are focused on the toothbrush, the enemy army is overwhelmed, and the army is getting more and more courageous as they fight.

A coach who can personally rush to kill the soldiers is immeasurable.

The Chinese army array on the front was too heavy to lift their heads under the pressure of crossbow arrows.

Under Yang Zheng's indomitable momentum, the hooves of the heavy cavalry were like thunder, as if they were stepping on the hearts of every Chinese soldier.

No one could take it easy under this kind of power, their position soon lost their hold, and the few people in the front row threw down their spears, turned around and ran away.

The rest hesitated for a while.

But death had already come, and Tie Liu crashed into the formation, setting off waves of blood.

Spears were broken and shields were trampled over.

It was as if layers of flesh had been peeled off, revealing the terrified soldiers inside.

Then the long spear penetrated their bodies.

The heavy cavalry didn't need to move at all, they just needed to move forward with their two-foot long spears in their hands.

The war horse and the human are integrated, the speed is neither too fast nor too slow, and the human and the horse move forward and then forward in a tacit rhythm.

On the battlefield, no one can stop this cavalry.

Although heavy cavalry will be affected by many factors such as terrain and weather, they are veritable kings on the flat land of Guanzhong.

In just a few breaths, the infantry formation of the Chinese army was penetrated.

It was as if he had just passed through a group of ants.

Then rush to the next step.

The ferocity of the heavy cavalry exceeded Yang Zheng's expectations.

It also shocked the entire battlefield.

At the beginning, the enemy still wanted to resist, and several infantry slowly approached, trying to rely on the terrain to block the attack.

But wherever the heavy cavalry passed, people turned on their backs, leaving only a trail of blood and corpses all over the place.

In the face of the brutal killing, the morale of the enemy finally collapsed.

"Strange, ghost!"

The soldiers who were once brave and good at fighting threw down their weapons and screamed to flee from the battlefield.

Perhaps when Wang Ji sent them up, he already regarded them as abandoned sons.

In this battle, Wang Ji used Pang Hui and Wen Yang as bait to attack east and west, posing as if he was going to attack the east encirclement of Jiacheng, but he feigned a shot and led the main force to attack the south with Sima Fu in Chang'an City.

Now, the competition is who breaks the game first.

After Yang Zheng wiped out the enemies on the eastern battlefield, he was able to draw out his hand and pinch Wang Ji's back.

If Wang Ji captures the southern wall of Jiacheng first, he will be able to echo Sima Fu, and Yang Zheng's [-] army will be surrounded in the east of Chang'an.

There is Wei River in the north, Ba River in the east, Chang'an Jiancheng in the west, and the elite of Wang Ji and Lu Fan in the south.

Even if Yang Zheng wanted to leave, it was difficult for the cavalry to cross the water in a hurry, so Wang Ji just followed behind and nibbled away.

The idea is very good, and it is rare and generous, making full use of the water-shaped terrain in the east of Chang'an.

It's just that on the battlefield, after all, strength must speak.

If you can't win a frontal battle, no matter how sophisticated your strategy is, it will be futile.

In the east of Chang'an, the heavy cavalry swept across the battlefield, and the defeat was faster than Wang Ji expected.

And Zhang Te was enough to surprise him.

Although the battlefield is chaotic, their respective murderous intentions have long been hidden in it.

Among the crowd, Pang Hui stared at everything in front of him in a daze.

Before the war, he had full confidence.

Who else in this world can defeat Sima?

Wang Ling?

Wuqiu Jian?
Zhuge birthday?
Or the emperor in Luoyang Palace?

The general trend of the world has become extremely clear.

The three fathers and sons of the Sima family have severely damaged Wu and Shu several times, and the unification of the world has become the general trend.

Only Sima can rule the world.

This is also what many scholars in the Central Plains think.

But it happened that Yang Zheng turned out to make all this come to naught.

At this moment, Pang Hui's heart began to waver. Among the thousands of troops, the "Yang" toothbrush was inserted on a special wooden cart, supported by two Liangzhou warriors, and four horses drove side by side, following the heavy cavalry. after.

Wherever this toothbrush goes, there will be a bloody storm.

Liangzhou soldiers fell into madness one after another.

Pang Hui never thought that the word "Yang" would make people so frightened and afraid to look up.

"Pang Hui, come and die!"

Just after thinking for a while, a cavalry in front cut off their retreat.

Liu Heng held a mace and smiled like a hungry wolf, "Good grandson, I finally caught you, your uncle!"

He was just a child, but now he is directly reduced to a grandson.

Pang Hui was furious, "The thief will go crazy!"

There are more than a thousand cavalry around, and more and more pawns are gathering, it is easy to disperse them.

"Whoever beheads this thief will be rewarded a lot!" Pang Hui said impassionedly.

Unexpectedly, the people around him were all indifferent, staring at each other with big eyes.

The scene fell into embarrassment for a while.

Just now he and Wen Yang rushed to kill together, Wen Yang went forward bravely, regardless of his own safety, but he turned around and ran away, the soldiers were quite disdainful.

Now when encountering a strong enemy, as the main general, he does not take the lead in the charge, but lets his subordinates go up to die...

No one is stupid these days.

Pang Hui is good at playing with his life, but he is playing with other people's lives...

Pang Hui spat hard, "If we don't break through the army in front of us, we won't be able to live. If it belongs to a man, we will follow the general!"

After finishing speaking, he urged the horses to move forward together with the soldiers around him.

"Kill!" The soldiers finally mustered up their courage.

Liu Heng assembled the cavalry and urged the horses, "Cut this grandson, go back and receive the reward!"

"Cut off this grandson!" The Jingqi beside him laughed.

Jingqi split into two, Liu Heng and Meng Guan led one each, like a giant snake opening its mouth.

Liu Heng raised his mace, and rushed into the enemy group with the cavalry beside him.

Under the mace, red and white flying around, armor, bones, shields, caps were smashed one by one.

With the mace and his natural power, as long as you don't meet a general of Wenyang's level, you will basically be in a no-man's land, and his advantage is not in the duel, but in the killing of ordinary soldiers. .

Cavalry has an overwhelming advantage over infantry without formation.

Now that the battlefield has been defeated, the soldiers of the Chinese army lost their will to fight when they saw Liu Heng coming so ferociously, and they instinctively avoided, instead exposing Pang Hui who was hiding in the crowd...

Pang Hui was dumbfounded again, "Damn it!"

"Pang Hui, you can't run away this time!" Liu Heng rushed forward with a grin.

At this time, Pang Hui had no choice but to bite the bullet.

The two horses staggered, and there was a "bang", and the two war horses neighed at the same time.

The big knife in Pang Hui's hand turned into two pieces and dropped away, his arms were numb like thunder, and the blood in his chest was surging, but he still held back after all, and swallowed back the blood that reached his mouth, horrified in his heart, This guy has a lot of strength.

"Pang Hui, come again!" Liu Heng's horse rushed forward dozens of steps, turned the horse's head, and became more and more courageous as he fought.

But how could Pang Hui give him such an opportunity?

"go!"

Just a dozen miles ahead is Bashui, where Wang Ji's [-] infantry are defending.

Just as much hope, so much disappointment.

The dragon's head was on the ground, and a cavalry rushed down.

It's still blue and black, and it's still the same "Yang" banner.

Meng Yu and Cheng Xi's Xiaoqi battalion waited for a long time. They wanted to intercept Wang Ji or the reinforcements on the east bank of Bashui River, but Wang Ji had already crossed the river from the lower reaches of Bashui River, bypassed Longshouyuan, passed through Duqu, and went straight to the south of Jiacheng. around.

As for the [-] infantry on the east bank, no matter how tragic the battlefield in the east was, they remained silent, only the sound of war drums scattered.

Looking at the mighty cavalry, Pang Hui almost lost his eyes, "It's over!"

Not only could he not leave, but the defeated army behind him could not escape either.

Just as he was at a loss for time, an army suddenly rushed out from the northwest. The leader, a silver-armored steel whip, rushed into the enemy's cavalry, invincible, and one after another fell off the horse.

"General Pang, there is no need to panic, I am here to help you!"

Wen Yang rushed out from the north and entangled hundreds of defeated troops.

Pang Hui was overjoyed, "I have Qian's help once, and I will live!"

When the defeated army saw the silver-armored Wenyang, they mustered up their courage and attacked Mengyu fiercely.

The battlefield changed again.

Yang Zheng was leading heavy cavalry to sweep the battlefield, but unexpectedly, the shouts of killing from the east were loud.

The enemy was just defeated. If Wen Yang and Pang Hui fled back to the Bashui camp, this victory would always be close.

Only two or three out of ten of the enemy troops actually died on the battlefield, and the rest were all scattered.

A large number of defeated soldiers gathered around Wen Yang and Pang Hui, and asked them to go back and regain their strength. The final outcome of this war is unpredictable.

It is very likely that he will attack Wang Ji by himself, and Wen Yang and Pang will attack him again.

If you hurt ten fingers, it is better to cut off one of them!
"Change horses, follow me to capture and kill Pang Hui and Wen Yang!"

"Wei!" The cavalry put on unarmored horses one after another, and left the exhausted horses where they were, and the infantry took care of them.

Wen Yang, Pang Hui...

Yang Zheng silently read the names of the two, one is a general of the world, and the other is an old acquaintance.

On the battlefield, the broken soldiers seemed to be infused with courage again with Wen Yang, and even Pang Hui became active, and more and more broken soldiers gathered around them.

The cavalry of Meng Yu and Liu Heng could only intercept and kill on the two wings.

Although there were a lot of casualties, they couldn't stop the defeated army's desire to survive. As long as they fled to Bashui, someone would respond.

The army will fight and go.

Countless people fell on the way back to the east, and were trampled by war horses again and again.

Finally, Liu Heng and Meng Yu's cavalry pierced through the Chinese army again.

Leave more than a thousand people behind.

"General Wen, save me!" The rout soldiers held their last hope.

Wen Yang raised his steel whip and was about to fight back into the formation, but Pang Hui pulled the reins, "If you and I can escape back to the Bashui camp, we can regroup, we must not delay here!"

Wen Yang frowned, and threw Pang Hui away, "The soldiers regard us as the generals, and they cannot be held back. If you want to go, go, I will save them!"

Pang Hui was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Excellent, Ciqian! You go, someone is outside to meet you."

Wen Yang did not doubt that he was there, and took a spear from the soldier, "General Pang, wait a moment, I will meet you when I go."

Turn the horse's head, lead more than ten riders, turn around and kill the siege.

Pang Hui looked at his back, his face gradually darkened, and he urged his horse, "Let's go!"

Wen Yang is facing west, while he is facing east.

The rider next to him was stunned, "Isn't the general going to meet General Wen?"

"It's so stupid, he committed suicide, you can't be buried with him, as long as he is alive, there is always a chance to avenge Ciqian!" Pang Hui looked sad, as if he was mourning a fallen Paoze.

The pro-riders looked at each other in blank dismay, but life was at hand, and no one wanted to go back to die.

The tiger is here, it doesn't matter if you don't run fast, as long as you run past your teammates.

In fact, at their speed, before they fled back to the Bashui camp, they would be intercepted and killed one by one by the cavalry.

Instead of dying in the interception, it is better to go back alive.

This is what Wen Yang asked for, so Pang Hui feels at ease...

The cavalry circled three layers inside and three layers outside to surround him in the center of the Gai, stabbing with their spears, and there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him.

The battle lasted intermittently for nearly three hours, and even if a general like Wen Yang was exhausted, even if he could fight again, the horse under his crotch was already exhausted, and he had been hit by more than a dozen spears, and he hissed. Come crashing down.

"Pang Hui—" Wen Yang roared, his hair fluttering around like a tiger in a box.

But there was no sound of response.

"Ciqian and XX are both children of Qiao Pei, and General Cao is old, why don't they raise the flag of righteousness with XX to wipe out the Sima family?" At this time, the cavalry put away their spears, and a gentle and majestic voice came.

(End of this chapter)