My Three Kingdoms is a bit fierce

Yang Feng was also generally excited, and at the same time had other feelings, "No wonder the lord's army can repeatedly defeat strong enemies with less to many!" Such a brave soldier really deserves to be the best soldier in the world! Although Yang Feng has been serving Chen Chu for some time, this is the first time he has witnessed the sharpness of the Northern Army on the spot.

Encouraged by the bravery of the Iron Wall Guard, the morale of the entire Qiuzi army was greatly boosted, and under the leadership of their respective generals, they launched a resolute counterattack. On the other hand, the morale of the Wusun side was frustrated.

The situation on the battlefield as a whole seems to be showing signs of reversing.

But the huge gap in forces cannot be bridged by morale. As the Wusun people invested more and more troops, the situation on the battlefield gradually returned to the hands of the Wusun people.

After about half an hour, the Guizi army, which had suffered heavy losses, could no longer resist the Wusun army that was surging like waves. Several points were flooded by yellow waves, and the defense line of the Guizi army was about to collapse completely.

However, in this battle, there is a group of soldiers who are like black rocks in the waves, no matter how rampant the waves are, standing proudly.

The barren guards stood in the main street, forming a circle to fight the enemy with their lives. The corpses of the surrounding enemy soldiers were stacked on top of each other, and among them were scattered with blood-stained Iron Guards.

Hassan, the general of Wusun, who was watching the battle under the banner of the Chinese military commander, looked up at the battlefield and the group of black figures, revealing an uncontrollable fear. "Who are they? How can there be such a brave warrior in the country of Qiuzi? "

General, they are not Qiuzi people, they are Han people, they are Han army!" A subordinate general replied.

Hassan's heart was shocked, and he muttered in a low voice: "Han army?!" His brow furrowed.

Under the onslaught of wave after wave of the Wusun army, the defense line of the Qiuzi army finally collapsed completely. The whole army of the Wusun army couldn't help shouting, and then the whole army entered the city from all directions, and the collapsed Qiuzi army fled in the direction of the palace in panic.

However, the Wusun army did not converge on the palace, and they actually converged towards the lone iron guard, who was like a magnet.

Facing the endless tide of soldiers in front of him, the blood-stained iron wall guard was not afraid, the momentum was still sideways, although the horizontal knife collapsed in many places, but the sword light was still moving. Every warrior believed that they fought on the battlefield for the glory of China and for the pride of their clansmen who still stood proudly in the world after thousands of years; They can die in battle, but before they die, they must make the enemy pay a considerable price, and they are terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

"Long live the Northern Army!" One of the soldiers shouted with all his strength before he was killed with the enemy.

The remaining hundred or so Iron Wall guards roared together. The horizontal knife rolled proudly in the yellow surge. Blood flew in mid-air, both its own and its enemies.

The people of the Wusun were terrified, and they did not understand why these enemies in front of them were so fearless of death.

Although the Wusun people were afraid, it was precisely because of fear that they were eager to wipe out all the more than 100 scarred people in front of them.

The crowd watching the battle on the observation deck of the palace was shocked inexplicably, and Princess Yan Su couldn't help but shed tears, she didn't understand why she was crying.

Hassan, as the commander of the entire Wusun army, should have ordered the main force to attack the palace at this time, but he was watching the battlefield like a demon. Not only him, but all the generals around him also looked like him, everyone clenched their fists, and their expressions looked nervous and expectant.

At this moment, a scout ran over in a hurry, turned over and dismounted, and knelt down urgently: "General, it's not good! Han Army, Han Army!

Hassan's heart jumped, and a bad premonition came over him.

Picking up the scout, he yelled, "What the hell is going on?

The scout swallowed and breathed a sigh of relief, "The Han army is coming from the east!" "

What?!" The generals were shocked when they heard this.

Hassan came back to his senses and asked, "How many troops are there?"

"About fifty or sixty thousand."

If it were before today, Hassan would have smiled confidently and said, "Where is our opponent with this little man!" However, after seeing the impressive combat power of the Iron Wallguard, where did Hassan dare to despise his opponent.

Hassan was shocked, and said urgently: "Immediately send an order to order the army to retreat temporarily!" The

horn of the Wusun people sounded, and the Wusun army that was besieging the Iron Fence couldn't help but feel relieved. Without the slightest hesitation, tens of thousands of troops retreated like a tide. Only corpses were left all over the field, a mess.

The father and daughter of King Qiuzi, who were watching the battle on the rooftop, were stunned for a moment, and then showed extreme excitement. King Qiuzi held Yang Feng's palm tightly and said with emotion: "Thank you!" Thank you! "

Yang Feng responded to the excited King of Qiuzi while thinking, 'Isn't it true that reinforcements have really arrived!'

Then he said to King Qiuzi: "It is impossible for the remnants of the army to defend the periphery at this point, and all the troops must be gathered into the palace at once." If I'm guessing correctly, our army has arrived!

This time, King Qiuzi did not refute Yang Feng's suggestion, and immediately ordered the general of the guards beside him, Tule, to follow this order.

The remaining nearly 100 iron guards did not stop in the streets and alleys, and quickly returned to the palace. The soldiers of Qiuzi looked at this group of extremely brave soldiers, and their faces showed extreme reverence.

Shen Tao came to the viewing platform with a bloody body, and the excited King Qiuzi pressed his right palm on his chest and bowed deeply to Shen Tao. The people of the Western Regions do not have the etiquette of kneeling, and this chest pressing ceremony is their highest etiquette.

Shen Tao hugged his fists at Yang Feng and said, "My lord, we will not fail in our mission!" Although he was covered in blood and scarred, Shen Tao's gaze was still as sharp as a sword, and the whole person was still like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

Yang Feng was so excited that he didn't know what to say. patted Shen Tao's arm heavily, and kept nodding his head: "Okay!" Good! "

I will immediately gather the palace maids and bandage the wounds of all the warriors!" Princess Yan Su saw several large and small wounds on Shen Tao's body, and immediately said. There was reverence in his expression.

Shen Tao ignored Yan Su and looked at Yang Feng with an inquiring gaze, Yang Feng nodded and said, "You go down to recuperate with peace of mind, General Zilong's army should have arrived!"

Shen Tao's face was overjoyed, and after a little hesitation, he hugged his fists and said, "My lord, then I'll go down!" Yang Feng nodded.

Subsequently, Princess Yan Su brought a large group of palace maids from the harem to the palace hall to bandage the wounds of these warriors who lived on the battlefield. In the process, the palace maids looked at the Tiebi Guard's eyes as bright as the stars in the sky, and even more, they couldn't help but cry when they looked at the dense new and old wounds on the Tiebi Guard's body.

A baby-faced and cute palace maid looked at the scars on Shen Tao's body, bit her lip lightly, and asked in a trembling voice, "How can you have so many scars on your body?"

Shen Tao didn't understand the other party's words, but smiled faintly, and his smile showed a sense of ease.

The palace maid was excited and thought to herself: He is really an amazing man!

King Qiuzi looked east, his face anxious, and he desperately wanted to see the figure of the Han army. Yang Feng on the side was also like him.

In the anxious wait, it seems that a long time has passed.

Finally, there was a faint flag rolling in the sky. King Guizi couldn't help but be excited, rubbed his eyes, and stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck to look over there.

It's getting clearer and clearer, the flag is long, and the black armor is surging. "It's our army! It's finally here! Yang Feng couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart and shouted.

"The army of the Han Dynasty! The army of the Han Dynasty! King Qiuzi muttered incoherently, in the shadow of the Wusun people, he finally looked forward to the Han Dynasty army.

An army of 50,000 passed by the edge of the city and drove straight towards the Wusun army, which was already in full battle. The whole formation is square, 10,000 light cavalry are lined up on the left and right, protecting the two wings, tens of thousands of foot soldiers sword and shield soldiers in front, followed by halberd soldiers, horizontal sword warriors and strong crossbowmen, followed by thousands of carts and mules and horses at the back of the military formation, which is equipped with the most elite Mo sword soldiers in the Northern Expeditionary Corps, a powerful type of troops beyond this era.

The people of Qiuzi looked at the army with envy and amazement, and everyone's expression was very excited. I don't know who shouted first, and then there was an earth-shattering cheer in Qiuzi City.

The northern army advanced to a halt about five hundred paces from the Wusun people. Looking at the posture of the Northern Army, it seems that it is going to fight a positional battle with the Wusun people at this moment.

Zhao Yun temporarily adjusted his battle strategy, he originally planned to rely on the city to exhaust the opponent's grain and grass, so as to force the opponent to retreat, but after arriving at Qiuci, he found that Qiuci City did not have the conditions to defend at all.

Looking at the Han army's battle formation, which was at its peak, Hassan felt unprecedented pressure.

The Northern Army and the Wusun Army confronted each other from afar, and the Northern Army was as quiet as a forest. The generals of the two sides immediately looked at each other from a distance of five hundred paces. A solemn atmosphere of mountain rain was condensed in the middle of the battlefield.

Zhao Yun was not in a hurry to order the army to attack, because his own forces were far less than the opponent's, and if he acted too hastily, it was very likely that the gains would outweigh the losses in the end; Moreover, Zhao Yun believed that in this silent contest, the Wusun people would definitely be unable to hold their breath.

Time passed gradually, the soldiers of the Wusun army gradually became impetuous, and the king of Qiuci, who was watching the battle from the rooftop of the Qiuzi Palace, was also restless, Princess Yan Su beside her frowned slightly, her red lips under the veil were tightly closed, and a pair of fists were clenched together, still trembling slightly. Yang Feng tugged at his collar, and he had a feeling of suffocation.

And the most calm Northern Expeditionary Army, which is the protagonist of the battlefield, is still as calm as before. Calm and cold eyes, gathering momentum but not dissipating. Based on this alone, the Northern Army is much more elite than the Wusun Army.

A drop of sweat slipped from Hassan's sideburns, and his right hand was tightly gripped on the hilt.

"General, let's attack!" The subordinate general couldn't hold back and roared.

Hassan's brow furrowed, and an impulse rose in his heart. Unable to restrain himself any longer, Hassan jerked out his scimitar, raised it high and shouted, "Assault of the whole army!" The

soldiers of the Wusun Army, who had long been irritable, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then roared chaotically, surging towards the battle array of the Northern Army like a flood that burst the embankment. There was a clear sense of agitation in the loud shouts.

Zhao Yun showed a hint of a smile and raised the silver dragon spear.