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Chapter 511 Chaos
The iron hooves rolled, and the smoke and dust rose.

It seems that there are prehistoric beasts rushing down from the Loess Plateau.

The cold wind howled, and a goose feather suddenly floated down from the cloud.

No, not goose feathers, but snowflakes.

Goose feathers and heavy snow fell down one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the crazy cavalry disappeared, only the sound of horseshoes roaring around.

The shock that Chen Tai imagined did not come.

At first he was a little disappointed, but when the sound of horseshoes appeared on the left and right wings, and even behind him, Chen Tai was shocked!

Could it be that Yang Zheng saw through the golden cicada's plan to escape and went straight to the front army?

The soldiers had already begun to panic.

It wasn't because of the panic of the enemy, but because of the heavy snow, they couldn't leave if there was heavy snow.

The cold wind permeates every corner of the body.

"Don't panic, keep your own formation!" Chen Tai ordered calmly and calmly.

For the current plan, we can only stabilize first.

Hearing Chen Tai's voice, the soldiers felt relieved, they huddled together, hid behind Wu Gang's chariot, and huddled together to keep warm.

The sound of horseshoes whizzed past their ears like a nightmare.

Not long after, there was a scream behind him.

Covered by heavy snow, Liangzhou iron cavalry seemed to be everywhere, and their hooves sounded from front to back, left, and right.

It seemed that the [-] troops were surrounded by them.

Sometimes a cavalryman would suddenly rush out from the snow curtain, trampling and stabbing to death. Just as the Chinese army turned their spears, the enemy cavalry would turn their horses' heads and kill from another direction before disappearing into the snow curtain.

Sometimes the sound of horseshoes came surging, and the Chinese army erected spears and shields, but what was greeted was only a rain of arrows...

Fear is everywhere.

And Chen Tai's influence is only within a hundred steps around him.

A hundred paces away, the soldiers could not see his banner.

Of course, there are naturally many elites in the 16 Chinese army.

They are resolute and tenacious, waiting in the wind and snow, standing still.

But in this kind of cold weather, they are destined to not last long.

Every movement takes more energy than usual.

A sense of powerlessness suddenly surged in Chen Tai's heart.

If the two armies confront each other and there is a bloody battle, he feels that even if he dies in battle, he will surely injure Yang Zheng severely and win a chance for Sima Zhao.

Even if Sima Zhao didn't turn around to rescue, Liangzhou would be unable to get involved in Guanzhong within a few years.

A few years later, the Central Plains must recover before Liangzhou.

But this kind of unconstrained fighting style made his large array and Wugang chariot completely useless.

And this heavy snow, it was like a godsend.

"Could it be that fate is his destiny?" Chen Tai was very aware of the consequences of losing this battle.

Yongliang will definitely fall, and within ten years, the Central Plains will be unable to move eastward.

Moreover, the soldiers will be psychologically traumatized, and they will fear the cold like tigers from now on!
When Yongliang fell, the Kingdom of Shu followed suit...

If something happened to Sima Zhao, the consequences would be even more disastrous.

"Run away—"

Suddenly there were several screams from behind, and the morale of the army, which was already on the verge of collapse, suddenly collapsed.

A hundred steps away from Chen Tai, there were chaotic crashes, stampedes, and screams everywhere...

To be able to support for so long in the cold wind and snow, the soldiers have reached their limit.

The battlefield quickly collapsed.

Countless people scrambled and fled south.

Chen Tai glanced at the soldiers beside him with flickering eyes, the desire to survive and the disappointment in himself were wrapped in those eyes, Chen Tai weakly uttered a word: "Back!"

The entire battlefield was extremely chaotic, and they couldn't tell each other apart, and the flags couldn't be seen.

Liangzhou cavalry, like antelopes hanging horns and auspicious feathers, charged wantonly in the chaotic rout, and roared away with a bloody storm.

Wolves will never put all their eggs in one basket, but tear open the wounds of their prey and let their blood drain slowly...

Even if the Chinese army wanted to resist, under the impact of Wen Yang and Meng Yu, they would soon lose their ability to resist.

From Huangling to Suyi, it was as if a giant elephant was besieged by eight wolves. Wherever the giant elephant went, blood flowed there.

The wolves calmly tore off the flesh and blood from the giant elephant, leaving wounds.

So the speed of the giant elephant became slower and slower.

More and more soldiers fell to their deaths in the snowstorm.

Or escape directly into the snowstorm.

With a "plop", the horse beside Yang Yi fell into the snow. In such a cold weather, the Hehuang horse also reached its limit.

Moreover, this battle lasted for so long, and many war horses were already exhausted.

Even so, there is an overwhelming advantage when facing the Chinese army.

There is no need to charge at all, just sit on the horse and stab forward with a spear at will, and you can harvest the life of an enemy.

The others, on the other hand, didn't even have the intention of resisting, they just rushed forward and ran for their lives.

Of course, there are also some generals who maintain their own formation and retreat slowly when retreating.

But it can't change the collapse of the entire battlefield.

The three brothers around him closely surrounded him.

"A certain sword never beheads a coward!" Li Xiang was uncharacteristically uninterested in fighting.

"The law of the lords and pack of wolves is no less than Han Xin's ambush on all sides." Xia Houxu said.

Yang Yi looked proud, "Heroes in the world, who can stand shoulder to shoulder with my father?"

The son naturally has a blind worship of the father.

Yang Yi's determination to join the army was influenced by Yang Zheng.

"Da Lang, you will also be a hero in the future, leading the three of us to kill all directions and conquer a large territory!" Zhao Xiong laughed.

"It's natural!" The young Yang Yi didn't think so far.

Wen Yang stared at the battlefield like an eagle.

Every time he can find the enemy's vitals.

Most of the credit for the collapse of the Chinese army is his.

He was the first to lead the army into the enemy's army, he was invincible, and he was the first to penetrate the enemy's formation. The enemies he killed were frightened and fled in all directions.

Then Pang would follow behind to pick up ready-made ones.

The sound of horseshoes and the howling of wolves in the mouths of Qiang Hu soldiers are the best communication signals.

"The rear army is broken, chase the front army!" Wen Yang quickly made a judgment.

"Wei!" Yang Yi and the four of them clasped their hands together, each changing a horse.

After following Wen Yang, you will know what bravery is!

The strangulation continued.

Hunted from day to night.

And the night is even more deadly. Many soldiers were frozen in the snow before dawn.

In order to survive, someone finally surrendered to the Liangzhou Army.

Yang Zheng led the [-]-step cavalry behind slowly, as if sweeping the battlefield, constantly receiving the surrendered troops, Wu Gang vehicles, and luggage...

The collapse of the enemy army was faster than expected.

It seems that it has long been the end of the crossbow, but it is just struggling.

On the one hand, Sima Zhao has been pouring water into the Chinese army in the past two years, and the combat power has declined seriously.

On the other hand, when Sima Zhao crossed Baishui, the advantage turned to Liangzhou.

"All the troops in front stopped chasing and killing, and took shelter from the wind and snow in Huangyan Valley and Qingxi Stream. Only Wen and Liu's corps were still chasing and killing the former troops." The scouts reported.

"Have you caught the enemy general?"

"There is no news yet." The scout replied honestly.

But every general has his own soldiers around him, so it's not so easy to catch them.

But it doesn't matter, this is only the first day, and there are still opportunities later.

Withdrawing from Suyi to Baishui, Sima Zhao couldn't escape the distance of hundreds of miles.

Even if they reached Suyi, a small city, they couldn't save them.

(End of this chapter)