Great Han Empire

Chapter 534 Immediately Shooting the Gun
Zhao Yun, Yan Rou, and Liu Bao led the iron cavalry to gallop across the field, and the huge roar shook the field.

After repeated bloody battles, the cavalry of the Han army suffered heavy losses.All the generals are battle-tested people. Although no one knows the exact number of casualties now, they can roughly guess the number of casualties of the army just by looking at the cavalry formation behind them.The six battalions of Jiang Wu, Li Su, Sheyingtong, Nie Xiao, Yan Wuwei, and Liu Bao originally had 9000 cavalry, but the current number of the army is only about 3000 at most. About 6000 people were lost.The loss of troops is not a big threat to the Han army. The biggest threat is fatigue, the fatigue of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses.The army set off from Langjuxu Mountain early this morning, arrived at Sunset Spring and launched an attack. So far, they haven't had a moment of rest. Both men and horses are exhausted now.

While galloping their horses, the iron cavalry soldiers took out dried meat from their arms and stuffed it into their mouths, and took a few sips of water from their skin bags.Some soldiers were so tired that they lay on their horses and took the time to rest.On the battlefield, let alone eat, there is no chance to even drink saliva.

Zhao Yun swallowed the food in his mouth with the cold water, and then threw the water bag to Yan Rou beside him.

"Zilong, should we attack one side of the Xianbei or both wings of the Xianbei people at the same time?" Yan Rou shouted.

"Ziyu, let's attack the Xianbei's right wing and attack from the north." Zhao Yun wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth, turned his head and shouted, "We will directly kill the Xianbei's central army, use the superior force to disrupt the Xianbei's position, and then fight The Xianbei fought in melee, trying to drag the battle until dark."

The sound of thousands of galloping horses was too loud, Yan Rou couldn't hear clearly, Da Ma approached Zhao Yun and asked again.The two were close together, Zhao Yun shouted a few words at the top of his voice, repeating what he had just said, "Murong Feng's army arrived at noon, and we have been fighting for a whole day, the brothers are very tired, so we can only concentrate all Attack one side with force. As long as we smash Murong Feng's central army, the war will come to a stalemate, so the war can be dragged on until tomorrow."

"The army of Mi Jia and Xiong Ba is estimated to arrive soon. If the battle drags on until tomorrow, we will be at an absolute disadvantage in terms of strength." Yan Rou shouted, "I think we should go all out and defeat Murong Feng at all costs. Good. We have defeated Murong Feng, and we have won this battle."

Zhao Yun turned his head to look in the direction of Sunset Spring, and the big banner of the Xianbei people was still flying in the air.Zhao Yun said helplessly: "To defeat Murong Feng, we need more troops, but we don't have them now. Unless the general immediately kills the leader and quickly leads an army to help, otherwise we have no chance of defeating Murong Feng."

Yan Rou cursed bitterly, and raised the long knife in her hand, "Blow the horn, blow the horn, form a wild goose... rush in..."

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The condor spread its wings and hovered over the battlefield, screaming mournfully.

Murong Feng looked shocked, and turned his eyes to the front of the battlefield.The last thing he wanted to see finally happened irreversibly. The reinforcements of the Han army came galloping from the direction of Sunset Spring.

More than a dozen scouts came galloping out of breath, "My lord, the Han army has wiped out Wei Tuoran and is rushing here to help."

"Where is the king? Is the fight on the south battlefield of the Sunset Spring over?" Murong Feng asked sharply.

"Your Majesty's banner is still standing in the south of the Sunset Spring, and the fierce battle is still going on." A scout Baichang said in horror, "My lord, those who came to help are Zhao Yun, Yan Rou, and Liu Bao, the wise king of the left of the Huns. There are more than 1 riders, and the sky is covered with darkness."

Murong Feng looked up at the sky, the muscles on his face twitched violently a few times.There is still more than an hour before dark, and this battle is dangerous.

"Blow the horn, order Li Kuangfeng, Tieguo, Weiran and others to withdraw from the battlefield at a high speed, and regroup..."

"Order all the units on the two wings to launch a fierce attack and cover the withdrawal of the central army's units from the battlefield. Quick, quick..."

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The ground in the setting sun was trembling, thunder was roaring, and the iron cavalry of the Han army rushed out of the sky like a whistling hurricane carrying billowing smoke and dust, and the situation changed instantly.

Tens of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield turned their heads almost at the same time.At this moment, time seemed to have stopped, breathing seemed to have stopped, and even the thick blood floating in the air seemed to be shocked by the murderous aura that was coming.The next moment, the roar on the battlefield suddenly soared into the sky, and the sound shook the sky.The soldiers of the Han army were full of enthusiasm, their morale was like a rainbow, and the cheers were thunderous.Xianbei's heart was as cold as ice, his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and howls of despair and grief resounded through the sky.

All kinds of horns sounded one after another, and the mighty sound of war drums echoed on the bloody battlefield accompanied by the sound of fierce fighting.

Qu Yi, Yang Ming, Xian Yufu and others are leading the army to support them hard. The remaining soldiers of Duliao Camp and Changshui Camp are already at the end of their strength. At the last moment when the army is about to collapse and its vitality is exhausted, the Xianbei people suddenly retreat.Lie Kuangfeng and Weiran took the lead in retreating. Although Tieguo hated the Han people to the bone and wished to smash them to ashes, but in the face of Murongfeng's military order and the lives of the entire army, he still gritted his teeth and swung his saber, "Withdraw, Withdraw from the battlefield..."

Under the command of Duan Zhen, Yuwenshang, Wubao, and Wubang, the left and right wings of the Xianbei army completely gave up their defense.

Zhao Yun was in the center, Yan Rou was on the left, and Liu Bao was on the right. The three of them each led their armies to form a huge goose-shaped attack formation.

"Kill...kill...kill in..." Yan Rou pointed forward with a long knife, her voice hoarse.

"A bloody battle... a bloody battle to the death..." Zhao Yun took the lead, his spear like a dragon jumping into the air, pointing to the sky and roaring.

"Kill..." More than 1 iron-blooded soldiers raised their weapons high and roared to the sky, "Kill..."

The sky suddenly darkened.

The Black Panthers, the six thousand cavalry of Wubang and the Black Panther Rebel Battalion led by Pound, Huding, and Qishen have been fighting fiercely for a long time. More than half of the soldiers on both sides were killed or injured, and they are all exhausted at this time.Faced with the tide of Han Chinese reinforcements, the Xianbei people were powerless to fight back, and they were submerged by the turbulent waves in a blink of an eye.The Xianbei people were struggling in the raging torrent, and there were even warriors like Wubao and Wubang who were not afraid of life and death, and went against the current, "Brothers, fight to the death, fight to the death..."

The black leopard felt that he had fallen into the boundless darkness. There were Han cavalry galloping past everywhere in front of his eyes. Spears pierced his chest one after another, and swords slashed at his body. Unclear long arrows came screaming, and the black leopard was like a weathered stone, blown to pieces by the strong wind, and instantly turned into dust all over the sky.Duck Bang flew into the sky, and he saw that his horse and half of his body were swept away by the howling torrent, and there was no trace left in the blink of an eye.A war knife shot up into the sky, cutting the remaining half of his body into two pieces again.Thousands of brave Xianbei soldiers were like fragile saplings, knocked down, broken, and more uprooted by the invincible torrent. They rolled a few times on the waves and could no longer see any gone.

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Murong Feng was furious, he jumped on the horse, raised his blood-red fire flag, and galloped towards the Han army, "Warriors of the Xianbei tribe, follow me to fight, to fight..."

The big Han iron cavalry rushed all the way, not only with terrifying momentum, but more importantly, they obtained an astonishing speed, which was enough to wipe out the Xianbei people.The Xianbei people fought bloody battles with [-] Han army blocking cavalry here, and they have long since lost their speed and sharpness. Even if they are now an iron shield, they will be pierced by this sharp spear of the Han people.

Although Li Kuangfeng and other leaders who were besieging and annihilating Qu Yi in the middle road retreated quickly, they had no time to regroup. The only thing they could do now was to immediately turn their horses around and rush up behind Murong Feng.With a distance of several hundred steps, the Xianbei people can completely make the horse reach the limit speed.As long as there is speed, even if there is no charging queue, the Xianbei people have the confidence to stop the Han people.

The fire-carved battle flag fluttered in the wind in the bloody storm, and the terrified Xianbei soldiers seemed to have drawn infinite power from this blood-colored battle flag. They roared like thunder and galloped after them.Follow behind this battle flag, follow behind Murong Feng, the Xianbei people will be able to win every battle.No one can defeat Murong Feng in the desert.

Murong Feng raised the battle flag high, drew his knife and shouted wildly: "Hoo...ho..."

Li Kuangfeng, Tie Guo, Kirby Bear, Que Kun and others all raised their weapons high and roared with all their strength: "Hoo...ho..."

The Xianbei soldiers echoed in unison: "Huho...huho..."

The Xianbei iron cavalry galloped at high speed while shouting hoarsely. The army quickly gathered behind the bloody battle flag and swept forward like a hurricane.

On the battlefield, the wind and thunder rose again.

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"Boom..." The thunder resounded through the sky.

Tian Chou yelled and opened his eyes suddenly, the severe pain made him moan loudly.He saw the gray sky, heard the continuous explosion of thunder in the distance, and felt his own heartbeat.

The sound of fierce fighting coming from ahead made him realize that he was still alive, still on the battlefield in this desert, and the battle was still going on.How could I be lying here... Tian Chou endured the pain in his heart and tried to remember that the old man Tian Zhong died, his long sword was cut off by the Xianbei people, and he picked up a bloody battle ax on the ground and continued to chop. He killed seven Xianbei people in a row, and the last Xianbei's brains and steaming blood splashed on his head and face, and then...he remembered that a spear had pierced his chest, and it was heart-piercing. The pain made him howl louder than wild wolves on the desert, and he fell down. Several comrades desperately went forward and hacked the Xianbei man to death, dragged himself out of the dense crowd, and then he did nothing. I no longer know……

He touched his chest subconsciously, the armor had been torn off, his chest was covered with a thick linen cloth, and blood was all over his body.He didn't die, he didn't die.Tian Chou was ecstatic and sat up abruptly.The dead bodies of soldiers from both sides were piled up all around, and the grass was stained red with blood, and he was lying in this pool of blood.Tian Chou took a few breaths of air, feeling the reality of being alive.He suddenly realized that what he smelled was not the smell of blood, but a sweet fragrance.

Tian Chou stood up unsteadily.Grandpa said to himself that as long as he has breath, he must continue to fight and never die.Tian Chou picked up a spear from the ground, supported his body with the spear, and walked to the battlefield ahead.He couldn't see the fierce fighting battlefield. Within a few dozen steps ahead, the corpses of soldiers and horses from both sides piled up into a hill. At least hundreds of people died within the distance of dozens of steps. When he was unconscious, , There used to be a thrilling bloody battle here.

He saw the two guards who rescued him. They were both dead. One was pierced by a Xianbei sword, the other had his legs cut off and died of blood. The long grass and dirt were dug up beside the body Proof that he suffered unimaginable pain before his death.He staggered and saw more guards and soldiers. Everyone died tragically and heroically. Tian Chou's heart was bleeding and hatred was burning. He couldn't stand it. Kill more Xianbei people.

Tian Chou scrambled and climbed to the top of the pile of corpses. He saw the battlefield. Under the hill and by the lake, countless soldiers were fighting, and galloping horses were shuttled back and forth. , the lake has long been stained red with blood, and it looks shocking from a distance.

Tian Chou trembled with excitement. He raised his spear, roared angrily, and flew down.A war knife stuck on the corpse tripped him, Tian Chou screamed and fell on his back, his body rolled along the pile of corpses, and fell heavily on a dead horse.

Enduring the pain, Tian Chou slowly raised his head, "Master Zhang..."

Zhang Zhen was pressed down by the dead horse, his body was soaked in blood, his helmet was missing, and blood was still gushing out of his mouth.

"Master Zhang..." Tian Chou picked up his head and shouted, "Master Zhang..."

Zhang Zhen opened his eyes and said weakly: "I killed the leader, I killed the leader."

Tian Chou felt relieved, his nose sore, and tears filled his eyes, "My lord, you are still alive..."

"Why are you crying?" Zhang Zhen spat out a mouthful of blood and grinned grinningly, "Look, I killed the leader." He raised his right hand with difficulty and picked up a bloody bald head, "Want to kill me?" Humph, I just can't kill..." Zhang Zhen said triumphantly, but he opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood.

"I'll call someone to save you." Tian Chou knew he couldn't move the dead horse, so he hurriedly stood up, picked up a sword on the ground, and staggered forward.

Tian Chou saw the big banner of the Xianbei people.The big banner was cut off by the roots, the thick and tall flagpole was cut into several pieces, the huge Xianbei battle flag was torn into dozens of pieces and scattered everywhere, and there were corpses lying around the big banner. At the root of the banner lay a tall and strong man with seven long arrows stuck in his back and a long knife in his hand.Tian Chou exclaimed in amazement: "Lord Tiger Head, Lord Tiger Head..."

Tian Chou flew forward, shaking Yan Liang's huge body again and again, "Master Tiger Head..."

Yan Liang groaned in pain, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Who hit my head? Who hit it? I'm going to chop him alive."

When Tian Chou heard Yan Liang's roar, he couldn't help the ecstasy in his heart anymore, and burst into tears.Yan Liang tilted his head and tried to open his eyes to look at him, "Zitai, I'm not dead yet, why are you crying? Quickly untie the armor for me."

Tian Chou wiped away his tears, agreed repeatedly, and hurriedly cut the leather rope connecting the armor, and took off the heavy armor from Yan Liang's back.All seven long arrows pierced through the heavy armor, and half of the arrow clusters sank into the flesh, bloody and bloody.Yan Liang tried to get up while cursing the Xianbei people, but he tried several times without success, so he had to lie on the ground and curse non-stop.

"Zitai, how many Xianbei people are there by the lake? Where is Lord General?"

Tian Chou stood up and looked down the hill.

"Lord Hutou, there are not many Xianbei people left. They are retreating to the lake and will be killed by us soon." Tian Chou suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "Master General, I saw Sir General. He is riding a yellow horse. The horse is charging, kills one, kills another, kills another... No, he fell into the lake..."

"Where's Liu Ming? Where's Lou Lu? Can you see their battle flag?"

"Master Liu is on the east side of the battlefield, and I saw his battle flag moving rapidly, but..."

"But what? Did the battle flag fall and he died." Yan Liang scolded angrily, "Since he became the king of the Huns, he can't even fight anymore. Is he dead?"

"No, no." Tian Chou said dejectedly, "There are not many Huns, it seems that there are only more than 1000 people. Why are there so many casualties?"

"We have encountered the most elite cavalry of Danhanshan Royal Court. This is probably the army left by Tan Shihuai." Yan Liang said bitterly, "After this battle, our personal guard battalion is gone. The old man and his Half of the Cao camp is gone, Zheng Xin's scout battalion elites have all died, and now even half of the Huns have been cut off, and the king with the black bird's tail is probably not going to be any better."

"Lord Hutou, something seems to be wrong with Black Ling King." Tian Chou cried out in pain, "Karasuma has gone crazy, gone crazy..."

"Has the battle flag fallen?"

"No, the battle flag is still there."

"Then it's okay, at most I'll get stabbed a few times." Yan Liang smiled gloatingly.

"My lord general has come ashore." Tian Chou shouted joyfully, "He killed one, two, three, my lord general robbed a horse, okay, kill another... no, the Huns also went crazy... "

"Did the Zhanqi fall?" Yan Liang scolded angrily, "I want to get up, I'm going to kill the Manhu of Danhan Mountain."

"No." Tian Chou looked at it for a long time, and finally let out a long breath, "The battle flag is not down."

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(End of this chapter)