The Conquest of the Three Kingdoms

All Guan Jing's soldiers attacked forward, while Cao Jun retreated into the camp one after another.

All the soldiers stepped forward, kicking the dead bodies by their feet and looking left and right to see if there were any enemy soldiers pretending to be dead on the ground.

They saw dead bodies everywhere on the ground. The enemy soldier on the left had an arrow stuck in his right arm, the soldier on the right had lost an arm, another soldier had lost a leg, and some soldiers even had blood coming from the corners of their mouths. .And all these Wancheng soldiers wiped the sweat from their foreheads with their sleeves, and looked up at the depressing weather.These poor Cao Jun have all left their bodies here, and those pretty people are still in the spring girl's dream.Those soldiers may have thought at the moment of falling down: "I wonder if the moonlight seen by his wives and concubines at night is also so bright?" Guan Jing waved the long spear in his hand, as if painting with blood. Usually, the never lowered head under the armor is the hope of all generals, like a banner.

That flag is the hope of all soldiers.

And as the flames of Zhu Ling's camp became smaller and smaller, the shouts became louder and louder. The shouts of killing were all the neighing of war horses.

Fan Zhao was hiding in his big camp tent alone, the captain next to him said to Fan Zhao.

"General, the battle in General Zhu Ling's camp should have ended. It seems that they are going to reinforce us."

Fan Zhao shook his head and sighed: "No, this is definitely not our war horse. Most of our troops are war horses from the Central Plains. Although the horses are clear and crisp, their neighing is not so high-pitched. Only Xiliang and Youzhou's war horses can make such a high-pitched neighing sound. Most of the cavalry led by Zhao Yun are Youzhou cavalry, I think this is Zhao Yun's reinforcement cavalry."

All the soldiers began to fall into a kind of inexplicable fear. Some soldiers looked at the sky, some looked at the roof of the big tent, sighed helplessly, and some soldiers even cried...

The whole army immediately fell into a nameless voice of mourning.

Fan Zhao snapped, "Why are you crying? A man, why are you crying?"

"General, are we going to die here?"

"Soldiers, we are waiting here to die. If we rush out, we may have a chance to return to Xuchang, our hometown, and our loved ones..."

Fan Zhao spoke louder and more impassioned.

"Get out for me, and go back to Xuchang for me."

After finishing speaking, all the soldiers started rushing towards the gate of Dazhai one after another.

The infantry, cavalry, heavy soldiers, logistical soldiers, and even food soldiers and fire soldiers in Cao's army charged forward one after another. At that moment, rows of feathered arrows shot over one after another, and the soldiers who charged at the front rushed forward one after another. Falling down, some people fell down without even spurting blood, and some people spit out blood like spring water from their mouths...

It is these batches of brave warriors who sacrificed their lives to charge, and at the last moment of their fall, they also threw their spears and swords in the direction of the bows and crossbows.

After about 2000 soldiers fell, Cao Jun rushed to Dazhai and fought with the soldiers led by Guan Jing.

It was accidental and inevitable that a bloody battle broke out in such an instant!

In an instant, the killing sound shook the sky.Countless swords and spears turned around and rushed towards the armies on both sides.Poor soldiers who were waiting for the battle had no time to parry, they were hacked and smashed by countless swords and spears, and their flesh and blood flew all over the place.Those soldiers who managed to avoid swords and spears were also surrounded by the rest of their opponents, and were instantly chopped into flesh by countless short blades.The surviving soldiers of both sides also pulled out their weapons one after another, and fought together with the enemy.

General Fan Zhao, who was riding on a horse, was wearing a white armor and a red war robe. He was invincible in the chaos, and he seemed to have undue courage.

The Youzhou soldiers and soldiers beside him fell off their horses one after another and were defeated.

At the same time, the Cao army led by Fan Zhao was also one against ten, forcibly rushing away from the bucket-shaped battle formation surrounded by the army led by Guan Jing.

He rushed towards Xuchang in the first place, but Zhao Yun didn't arrive in time for reinforcements, so Guan Jing could only sigh in relief.