Three Kingdoms.

  Chapter 1571

  Lu Shuixianbei's soldiers suddenly felt a little scared, as if the **** of death stuck out his head from the sea of ​​blood, and smiled meaningfully at them.

  The array of Han Chinese cavalry is like a hammer and a giant blade. The cavalry of the Han army who charged ahead skillfully formed the most commonly used battle formation. Two cavalry rely on each other to form a group, and then give up about one and a half spaces vertically. Under the high-speed hedge, if you don't want to If you want to hit it head-on, you can only be forced to enter such a narrow and **** passage, and then greet all kinds of weapons and weapons from both sides. length.

  The two sides came into contact in an instant. The soldiers who directly collided were turned on their backs, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Whether it is on the horse or the armor of the soldiers, the cavalry of the Han army are better than the soldiers of Lu Shui Xianbei, and the overall weight will be larger than that of Xianbei soldiers without armor, so even if the two sides collide , it is still the cavalry of the Han army that has to occupy a certain advantage, coupled with the killing gods like Lu Bu, the advantages continue to accumulate, and later, the speed of Lu Shui Xianbei's cavalry is suppressed, while the speed of the cavalry of the Han army basically does not decrease much. It's just that when encountering something, bumping into flying, it is really bumping into people, bumping into horses, invincible, no one can stop it.

  The cavalry of the Han army on the horse held swords in their hands, either on the left or on the right, roaring wildly, hacking and killing at will, heartily. The soldiers of Lu Shuixianbei who entered the passage felt as if they were running into a road of death. There were countless swords, lights and swords on this road, fierce and fierce, as if there was no end at all. No soldier could escape this death passage that was 600 steps long, unless This road is full of people, it is impossible to kill them all...

The cavalry of the Han army, supported by Lu Bu, displayed twelve levels of power, like a fierce beast jumping out of a sea of ​​blood, devouring the opponent's head in one bite, and like an endless deep pool, throwing it into it How many souls and flesh did not make a sound, and Lu Shui Xianbei's cavalry soldiers could only do some damage at the beginning, but the further they went, the less they had the power to fight back, and they were killed to the point of blood flowing into rivers. In a short time, nearly a thousand people disappeared on the battlefield like this.

  In Lu Bu's opinion, killing Lu Shui Xianbei's front line seems to be just an appetizer soup before the big meal, which will only make Lu Bu feel a big appetite, rather than feeling full...

   "Kill through these bastards!"

Lu Bu roared, waving Fang Tian's painted halberd, without stopping, and without slowing down at all, trampling on the bodies of Lu Shui Xianbei's soldiers and horses, still running wildly, like a wind and thunderstorm, carrying wind and thunder billowing, roaring, towards Follow Juqu Feiyun King's center line and leave!

  Behind Lu Bu and the others, only a piece of **** and broken limbs remained. Hundreds of people and horses fell in a pool of blood, smearing the land...

  Juqu King Feiyun has no reserve army. He suddenly realized that if he couldn't stop Lu Bu's sharp array rushing forward, he couldn't stop the advance of the Han cavalry, and there was only a dead end for the Lushui tribe!

  The only way is to shrink the formation. You must not use the loose formation that Xianbei is used to, otherwise you will still give meat to the cavalry of the Han army!

King Juqu Feiyun immediately ordered his subordinates to blow the horn of the shrinking formation. He was going to use a dense formation to collide head-on with the Han cavalry, forcing them to slow down, and then surrounded them with the advantage of numbers. The fast Han cavalry lost their flexibility and stopped completely.

In the face of death, some people will be timid and unable to take any action, while others will become even crazier. These Xianbei nomads who were struggling for their lives in the desert, especially the direct guard of King Juqu Feiyun , before the arrival of the Death Scythe, they became more and more ferocious, more and more insane. These people are like zombies who have lost all thinking ability. On the table, flop the cards with Reaper.

  The soldiers of the Lushui Tribe used suicide attacks, regardless of the strategy of colliding with each other, and it was somewhat effective.

  The cavalry of the Han army galloping on the battlefield began to slowly descend at a crazy running speed like a raging bison.

  Juqu King Feiyun yelled: "Blow the horn! Blow the horn! Let the boys of the Ma family march in from the flank!"

  The desolate and mournful ox horn sounded in the desert, but Matthew just stared at the battlefield in front of him, and did not lead his soldiers to kill the flanks of the Han cavalry as King Juqu Feiyun hoped...

"King Fei Yun is in the middle of the battle, his line of sight is blocked, he can't see, this situation still requires us to go up... there is a team of Han cavalry over there..." Ma Xiu pointed at the tiger-headed gun, and took a breath , said, "See? It's on the other side of the ditch...waiting for us to rush up..."

   Pound was silent for a moment, and said, "Then what should we do?"

  Matthew said: "Blow the trumpet, let's retreat...while the Lushui tribe drags down the cavalry who conquered the west..."

   "But..." Pound hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Let's go like this? Not that..."

Matthew raised his head, looked at the blood-red sun looming in the clouds, then lowered his head, turned the horse's head, and said, "Take care of yourself first... Let's go back first, and send a message to the Lushui Tribe by the way... How much you can run away depends on your life... Anyway, since the Zhengxi cavalry has chased here, even if they win this battle, so what? Maybe there will be more people coming next time...Let's withdraw..."

  The sobbing horn sounded back, making King Juqu Feiyun's heart feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and it was instantly icy cold!

   "Traitor! Damn it!" King Juqu Feiyun roared angrily, "Boy of the Ma family! Traitor! Damn it!"

  Lu Shuixianbei's soldiers didn't understand the meaning of the horn. Under such circumstances, they had already begun to panic.

  Juqu Feiyun Wang regretted that he had listened to Matthew's rhetoric. Matthew said that the soldiers who conquered the west were just like the generals sent by the Han emperor before. They would not stay in this place for a long time. After a while, they would definitely go back. At that stage, they could Go to the vicinity of Longyou to contact those Qiang people who used to have friendship with the Ma family, and then return to Jincheng Yunyun.

What Matthew said is indeed the same as the situation in the previous period of Hengdi Lingdi. When the imperial army came, the Qiang and Xianbei could not beat them and ran away. Then when the imperial army retreated, the Qiang and Xianbei returned to their original state. At most, it was like a migration of pastures, so King Juqu Feiyun also felt that it made sense, so he didn't continue westward, but stayed there, waiting for the time to return.

   Now, at the moment when he saw the flag of the Han army conquering the west cavalry appeared on the horizon, King Juqu Feiyun already felt that something was wrong, but there was still only a slight hope, until it was completely shattered at the moment...

King Juqu Feiyun's army was like a piece of dough. It was severely punched by the cavalry of the Han army led by Lu Bu, and a large piece was sunken. If we continue to follow King Juqu Feiyun's plan, we will indeed surround Lu Bu. The possibility of waiting for someone, but after Matthew led the flanking troops to the rear, it was equivalent to a gap, and the hope of victory was naturally completely shattered...

To block the charge of Lu Bu and others, the soldiers must have strong beliefs to stop them desperately, and now Matthew's horn almost made King Juqu Feiyun see a scene that completely broke him down. Many soldiers of the Lushui tribe , also following Matthew's horn, began to turn around, ready to escape...

  Juqu King Feiyun's heart was as heavy as lead, and the fiery red Han general in front of him was like a gigantic banner, fluttering recklessly on the battlefield, flying flamboyantly...

   "Withdraw!" Juqu Fei Yunchao turned his horse's head sideways, "Let's withdraw!"

   On an open battlefield, defeating a group of cavalry is nothing, but trying to completely surround a group of fleeing cavalry is almost impossible.

The Xianbei cavalry of the retreating Lushui tribe, very experienced, swarmed away from every breach like cockroaches that had pierced their nests, even though Lu Bu, Jiang Jiong and Wei Xu seemed to be carrying three net bags, The non-stop hunting still couldn't completely stop the escape of these Xianbei people.

Run away if you can't win. This is the way of survival of the barbarians. It's like withered grass that has been burned by wildfire. It will grow back again one day.

   Only this time, where will the blood-red fire burn down? When will it go out?

  Ju Qu Fei Yun Wang did not know.

  Matthew didn't know either.

  Even the various tribes and small countries in the Western Regions don’t know about it.

  They just know that the incomparably powerful Han Dynasty seems to have made a comeback...

  …………………

   Xianbei was beaten away here, and Xianbei over there came again.

In the Han Dynasty, it was almost impossible to completely prevent these poor relatives from visiting in terms of defense in the border areas. Sometimes they smiled, sometimes they carried knives, sometimes they both smiled and knives, and sometimes they had nothing at all. I just took a few licorices that I didn’t know were pulled out of the ditch, and then I bowed around, saying that this is a fairy grass, and I’m going to exchange it for something to eat...

   And it’s like the double festivals of cats and dogs. They are linked to each other.

  In the northern part of Youzhou, outside Yuyang City, a cavalry soldier came to the city with dust, blood, and frightening news: "Xianbei, Xianbei has gone south..."

  Yuan Xi woke up from his sleep, staring at his eyes: "What?! Xianbei went south?!"

"Yes, report back to the second son..." The messenger breathed quickly, looking a little nervous. Of course, he was more at a loss, and there was a considerable part of fear, "Xianbei people are here... a lot, twenty to thirty thousand... "

  Yuan Xi's hands trembled slightly, and he asked, "Whose banner is it?"

   "It's Kirbyn... and a dozen other tribes..." the orderly replied, "This time, more than before..."

   "Why?" Yuan Xi asked subconsciously, and immediately realized that he had asked a stupid question, and quickly changed his words, "When did it happen? Why didn't there be any news before?"

   "Reporting to the second son, these Xianbei also appeared suddenly..." The messenger also felt strange, "It didn't come in autumn, normally it shouldn't come... But I didn't expect..."

  Yuan Xi was a little at a loss, but he also knew that he couldn't get any answer to the problem from the messenger, so he could only say: "Understood... then send someone to investigate more clearly..."

  Yes, normally, Xianbei people go south in autumn, but this time it turned out to be winter. What is the reason for this? Could it be that the Xianbei people knew that their father Yuan Shao led the troops to the south, so Jizhou Kongkong came to take advantage of the fire? If so, then who provided the news to the Xianbei people? The Xianbei people wanted Yuyang's salt and iron last time, and this time they must have come here, so can they resist this time?

  Twenty to thirty thousand...

  What happened to these Xianbei people?

   I chose some old and weak among these Xianbei people, deducted miscellaneous things, let’s count 10,000, that’s enough for Yuyang to drink a pot...

Today's Youzhou is really not the Youzhou where Gongsun Zan's white horse righteousness came and went. On the one hand, because the army was incorporated, and on the other hand, because many big families in Youzhou were affected in the flames of war, the strength has dropped by more than one level. Dealing with Xianbei going south is even more difficult.

   "Come here!" Yuan Xi yelled loudly, "Send the message to Yecheng quickly...seek reinforcements!"

In the next three days, bad news came back from the front line one after another. The Xianbei people were like locusts, fighting and eating all the way, constantly swallowing the military villages and folk villages on the border of Youzhou, turning them into scorched earth. Then rest and move forward again, like a group of evil spirits who escaped from hell, tearing up the only abundance in northern Youzhou...

  Near Yuyang, the atmosphere became more and more tense day by day.

  Those who still had some ability felt that the momentum was not right, so they moved their family to Jizhou. Those who were reluctant to part with their homeland gritted their teeth and took the risk, pinning their hopes on the defense of Yuyang's city wall. A large number of civilians repaired and built the defense system day and night, and hoped that this would be able to isolate the swords and guns of the Xianbei people.

   On the seventh day, even worse news came...

   More Xianbei people came, this time not only Kebineng, but also Budugen, the two Xianbei kings gathered together, bringing dozens of Xianbei tribes of different sizes.

  Yuan Xi was about to collapse, looking south day and night, father, father, the child is here, here, the Xianbei people are coming soon, coming soon, your reinforcements, where are the reinforcements...

  (end of this chapter)