Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

On the high chariot, the young man Yang Ye held the handrail with one hand and pressed the scabbard with the other, looking at the scene in the wilderness with a cold face.

With the sun above and the dry ground, countless people rushed to and fro on the battlefield, causing dust to roll around, and the line of sight was not very clear. But Yang Ye has many years of experience in the battlefield, and he can feel the turbulence and atmosphere in every place on the battlefield. This situation is very wrong!

He felt something wrong from the beginning, this situation was like an ambush! It was clearly attacked.

As soon as the army confronted, the Zhou team seemed to have been attacked by evil and was very arrogant. They launched a charge attack from the left and right and the center, but the Northern Han army was very passive. How does that scene look like an army at a disadvantage? What made Yang Ye unbearable the most was that the central front was penetrated at first, and the enemy almost had to take the Chinese army directly!

"Fuck!" Yang Ye scolded subconsciously, and spit out fiercely regardless of manners.

He was really stuck! Xindao: Can this battle be fought? The force is more than twice that of the opponent, waiting for work with ease, attacking his fatigue, and attacking his unpreparedness by surprise! This is already the case, how can we win?

At this moment, the war started less than an hour.

At this moment, suddenly the phalanx at the front of the center collapsed on a large scale! Zhou Jun’s central cavalry attacked from the front, and an iron cavalry pierced the middle road and hit the front in a roundabout way; causing the Northern Han Array to be divided and flanked by the front and back. The formations collapsed, and a large chaotic army flooded northward. Several cavalry forces of the Zhou army assaulted fiercely in the middle, and the Northern Han infantry at the back was a town mobilized by the local area, and it was even more vulnerable. The central defeat was unstoppable.

"Fuck!" Yang Ye had no other choice but to curse. Lao Tzu is not a god, is there any way to prevent the collapse of a large number of phalanxes!

Zhou Jun’s army was very fierce, and the shouts of "Long live our emperor" came from the wind, the mad cavalry, the mad charge, thick smoke spread to the vicinity like a ball of fire. Feng Jinke, who was riding a horse nearby, shouted: "The head coach! The final adviser suggested that the horsemen on the left and right wing should be immediately adjusted to block the troops in front, otherwise the Chinese army will be defeated by the enemy, and the military will be shaken!"

Yang Ye stepped down from the ladder and shouted, "Bring the horse!"

Feng Jinke immediately discouraged: "The lord must never leave the army, the general will lead the army to go!"

Yang Ye still listened to persuasion, and although he was called Yang Wudi, he did not rely on martial arts to fight. No matter how high the martial arts is, you can use it in the face of thousands of troops! He then ordered the deputy Feng Jinke to lead the horse to resist the enemy.

But at this moment, the cavalry on the left and right flanks were seen roaring backwards on horseback.

Yang Ye hurriedly asked, "Who gave the retreat order?"

Feng Jinke said: "You are the coach, and you are in the army. You didn't give an order. Who can order?"

Yang Ye stared at the horses in the distance. Feng Jinke took a look and said, "That's not retreating, it's being defeated, it's escaping!"

At this time, a large number of defeated troops in the center also flocked to the Chinese army. In this scene, the atmosphere of defeat will spread like a plague. The camps of the Northern Han Dynasty were turbulent, and the army had no intention of fighting.

A general led the horse over, clasped his fist and said, "Master, get on the horse, it's time to go."

Yang Ye seemed to have a dream, he didn't believe that this battle would be lost! I don't even believe that he would be defeated so quickly...I was directly defeated from the front, rudely and quickly, as if Yang Ye was a vulnerable person. His face was blue and white, and he said, "Where are you going?"

The general persuaded: "Now that we are running with horsemen, we can run away. The infantry has no choice but to leave it alone!"

Feng Jinke also agreed: "The trend is over!"

Yang Ye finally realized the reality...because he was the direct planner of this battle, he thought it was a battle that must be won, but he lost like this. The psychological gap was too great, and it was a bit unacceptable for a while. But Yang Ye can only accept it, but the process is really painful, especially for those who are originally conceited.

"You all have a family and a room, hurry up and run, the blame is not waiting for you." Yang Ye sighed.

The minister hurriedly persuaded: "Lord, you can leave the green hills without worrying about no firewood..." "Help the lord get on the horse!"

A group of relatives came up, grabbed Yang Ye, and almost pushed onto the horse. Yang Ye half-pushed and mounted the horse on the ground, his attitude was not yet determined, and then he was swarmed by the guards to retreat to the north. He did not have the time to kill himself and become a benevolent. Although he lost too badly in this battle, it is commonplace to win and lose. The Lord of the Northern Han Dynasty would not take him anyway, he really did his best!

While Yang Ye rode his horse to the north, he glanced back again. The battlefield was in a mess, and Zhou Jun's bravery and enthusiasm was deeply imprinted in his mind. This Zhou army was different from the Zhou army who attacked Jinyang a few years ago. Yang Ye couldn't tell how different it was.

In an instant, he suddenly had an intuition: The Northern Han Dynasty is over!

But it was the Northern Han Army on the battlefield here that was the first to die. As soon as the Chinese army withdrew, the shaky North Han army completely lost its morale and collapsed across the board. Only the horse army behind the palace and the Chinese army ran away in an organized system. The rest of the ministries were scattered and fleeing... There is no way for any chief general to completely withdraw the warring army; those who enter the battlefield on the front line only have to As soon as he withdrew, he was concealed and killed by the enemy.

On the battlefield, the infantry of the Northern Han Army lost their helmets and armor and fled in a panic, but their two legs could not surpass the four legs of the cavalry. They were divided and outflanked one after another. A large number of infantrymen knelt to the ground, shouting: "Long live, long live, long live the Emperor of Zhou..."

There are countless surrenders who can't run away.

Shi Yanchao, Dong Zunjiao and others led cavalry to pursue, but Guo Shao ordered not to chase them far...The Northern Han Army cavalry ran fast, and the Zhou Army cavalry covered their backs and killed a few miles, but most of them did not catch up. They had no choice but to retreat, but they found several places on the road where the North Han Army had been ambushing at first. UU reading www.uukanshu.com were all below the plateau horizon, which was not easy to find. A lot of tents and baggage were seized in those places.

… At this time Guo Shao rode his horse to the front line, the army was cheering for victory, the horses ran around, and a large number of enemy soldiers were captured. The warm aftertaste on the battlefield has not faded yet. At this moment, he found a tall chariot in the center of the North Han Army, with a wooden ladder behind it.

"Command vehicle?" Guo Shao glanced, then ran over with a group of generals on horseback.

This kind of car should be used by the chief general, and the chief general of the Northern Han Dynasty is Yang Ye! Guo Shao said in his heart: Yang Jiajiang really deserves its reputation, at least Yang Ye has some talents. He thought of the chariot that the Yang family had just ridden in front of him, and he felt a very strange feeling in his heart...The famous general of a thousand years was close at hand, and at this time Guo Shao had a touch of a world away.

He observed that the car was just a wooden shelf. So he turned over and jumped off his horse, threw the rein to Dong Er next to him, and under the gaze of Zhujiang and Wang Pu and others, he supported the wooden handrail and climbed up the wooden ladder.

When I walked to the top, my vision was wide, and the vast wilderness seemed to have a panoramic view.

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