Ji Han Grand Commander

Chapter 157 151. Death Date
The Wei army under Xu Huang, who was already a little nervous, saw that another group of Han troops were coming from behind and surrounded them from the front and back, and their morale instantly dropped to the freezing point. If it weren't for Xu Huang's great personal reputation and his ability to control the situation, the army would have scattered like birds and beasts.

But even so, Xu Huang's more than 10,000 men now only maintained a posture of barely avoiding defeat.

"The Wei army is so stubborn! Use the palm thunder to prepare for it!"

Feng Xi knew that he could not get entangled with Xu Huang for too long and had to defeat Xu Huang as quickly as possible, otherwise tonight's big victory would become a small victory.

So Feng Xi did not let the Han army hold back. Some soldiers with small bottles hanging on their waists behind the Han army's sword and shield soldiers took off the small bottles, lit the bottles under the cover of their comrades, and threw them directly into the Wei army's formation.

"...?"

The Wei army, from Xu Huang to the soldiers below, were all puzzled by the behavior of the Han army. For a moment, they watched hundreds of lit small ceramic bottles draw a parabola in the dark night sky, but they did not react at all.

"Boom! Boom!"

But the next moment, explosions sounded one after another in the Wei army's formation, followed by several bloody holes suddenly appearing on the bodies of many Wei soldiers. They didn't know when and what hit them.

"Ahhh!"

Many unlucky members of the Wei army were directly hit by the "palm thunder" and exploded into a bloody mess, but it was not known whether they were lucky or unlucky. They were lucky enough to survive. They could only fall on the dusty ground, with their bloody flesh turning over, wailing constantly.

"Kouya! The Shu army has some magic! Everyone, retreat quickly!"

The Wei army, who were already somewhat suspicious, were thrown into chaos when they saw this scene beyond their cognition. Just now Feng Xi said that Fancheng was caused by the "Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire" summoned by their Han army masters, and now he used "Palm Thunder" in front of them, how could they not be frightened?

Even Xu Huang could not control the chaotic Wei soldiers who were fleeing in all directions. After all, the panicked soldiers did not take him, the right general, seriously.

"Don't panic! This is just a trick. How can the Shu army control the thunder?"

Xu Huang pulled the equally restless warhorse under him and shouted at it. Warhorses are animals with some intelligence, but not too much, and they also have a low tolerance for fire and loud noises.

Not only the ordinary Wei soldiers, but also the horses were affected more than ordinary humans. And their performance was very simple and clear.

They stumbled and fled uncontrollably, some stood up and hesitated to move forward... For a moment, the Han army hadn't even made any effort, and the Wei army's formation was in chaos.

In this situation, unless Xu Huang had a trumpet, his voice would be drowned out by the endless clamor of the battlefield, lost in the roars of people and horses falling to the ground, lost in the footsteps of fleeing, and lost in the sound of the Han army's endless charge.

Xu Huang sighed helplessly. Fortunately, his hundreds of personal guards were able to remain calm and protect Xu Huang on the complicated battlefield.

However, Xu Huang, a veteran with extraordinary attire, was also very conspicuous on the battlefield. Many Han soldiers were already rushing towards him in groups of three or five. Fortunately, his personal guards risked their lives to block these aggressive Han soldiers for Xu Huang.

Xu Huang knew that he should retreat, but when he looked around, was there any way to escape?

East, south, west, north, all four directions are boundless white-robed Han troops. They are like the endless tide, and like the turbulent torrent, they will not stop until they have washed away these stubborn reefs.

Many Wei soldiers had lost their will to fight and were easily captured or killed by the Han army. Xu Huang led his guards to charge left and right on the battlefield, but the outer Han army encirclement was endless. And Xu Huang's luck seemed to have come to an end. His Wei army, which was charging in an orderly manner on the chaotic battlefield, would definitely attract the attention of the Han army. Feng Xi was not blind, and naturally saw that this Wei army seemed to be trying to break through, so he asked dozens of soldiers with wooden and iron trumpets to shout loudly and pass on orders to his generals.

"All troops should surround and kill the well-organized Wei army in the middle with the flags! As long as the other Wei soldiers lay down their weapons, we can save your lives!"

Under the persuasion of the Han army, the Wei army put down their weapons and squatted down with their heads in their hands. The situation was actually under control for a while, at least it was not as chaotic as before.

"Hey! That's the general of the Wei army! Brothers, follow me to kill him! Killing the general and seizing the flag will be a great achievement!"

Bao Feng naturally heard what his commander-in-chief said. He could tell at a glance that Xu Huang was dressed extraordinary, the warhorse he was riding was no ordinary horse, and the axe in his hand was extremely conspicuous.

"That man should be Xu Huang! Brothers, killing Xu Huang will be a great achievement! Follow me!"

Bao Feng's good brother Bao Yi also saw Xu Huang on the battlefield. Similar to them were Fu Zhun, Guan Xing...

At one point, several groups of Han troops gathered towards Xu Huang's position like countless streams flowing eastward to the Yellow Sea. The flashing of swords and the use of sabers made Xu Huang's already exhausted team of several hundred people even more like a candle swaying in the wind, at risk of being blown out at any time.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

Xu Huang personally killed more than a dozen Han soldiers who rushed to him, and he was already exhausted.

After all, it has been thirty years since Xu Huang followed Yang Feng to escort Emperor Xian of Han during the Chuping period. Xu Huang has also grown from a passionate young man to an old man in his fifties.

The axe in his hand, which had once been so light, now became extremely heavy. Although Xu Huang could still swing it, the scars left on his body by the years could not be concealed.

Xu Huang, who is over half of his fifty years old, no longer has the abundant physical strength he had when he fought against Lu Bu and Yuan Shao.

Now, this weapon, which has accompanied him for most of his life and helped him kill countless famous or unknown warriors, has become as heavy as a thousand pounds in his hand.

Xu Huang was really old. He was so old that he was already gasping for breath after swinging his axe a few times.

"That old man, could it be Xu Huang?"

Here, Bao Feng, who was highly skilled in martial arts, had already rushed to the periphery of Xu Huang's personal army. Seeing Xu Huang holding a large axe among them, he immediately connected the figure holding the large axe with the famous general of the Wei army in his memory.

"God has been merciful to me today, and I was able to catch such a big fish! Old Xu Huang, die!"

Bao Feng roared, patted his beloved horse, and rushed towards Xu Huang with his personal soldiers, waving his iron hammer in his hand.

"Don't panic, brother! I'm coming!"

On the other side, Bao Yi saw Bao Feng rushing towards Xu Huang. Not willing to be outdone, he used his painted halberd to sweep away all the Wei soldiers who blocked his way like a lawn mower, leaving only a pile of broken arms and limbs and the Wei soldiers wailing helplessly on the ground.

(End of this chapter)