New Story of Lv Bu

The fighting was extremely fierce, and it was almost instantly heated, and the opposing Xiliang army and the rebels smashed into each other fiercely. For a time, Huang Chen flew, shouting and killing all around, tens of thousands of horses collided together without any tricks! Thousands of war horses uttered a whine, and then fell softly and turned into piles of Roshan. These war horses collided together while galloping, and they were instantly broken into bones and muscles. The weapon in the hand of the knight on the horse jumped into the air as soon as the horse came to the bottom.

Most of them were chopped into several sections by various weapons at once, and the broken limbs and the dripping blood burst in mid-air. A very small number of people were lucky enough to land on the ground, or kick the enemy knight off the horse, and take possession of the magpie's nest by themselves. Next they faced the same problem, how to escape the stabbing knives and guns, and the oncoming horseshoes.

Everyone blushed, brandishing weapons and shouting, fighting each other, cutting down one and the other, until they were also cut down. The cavalry in front fell, and the horse's head was chopped off and fell to the ground with a crash, like dumplings, one after another, one after another. However, the cavalry behind them still rushed forward. In the violent movement, they couldn't stop their footsteps. The result of doing so was suicide! They tried their best to control the horse and tried to wear it on the horse for a while.

There is a flow of people everywhere, and there are figures of horses running fast. People smell heavy sweat in their nostrils, the scent of horses, the smell of sweat on people, and the smell of blood, over time. , The nose loses its function. In front of me, there were blood splattered all over, and white brains, sticking to people’s horses and bodies in various forms, but no one cared. They were all fighting nervously. Only after cutting down four or five people, Their sense of taste and smell will restore their original functions. The battlefield with a radius of tens of miles has now become a Shura hell.

After only more than a hundred breaths, the lonely wilderness was full of bodies, human corpses, and war horse corpses. The pupils of the dying warhorse have spread, and only the occasional twitch of the horse's hoof can indicate that it is still alive. Among the blood and black mud everywhere, people who were seriously injured lay there quietly, waiting for death to come, and no one would pay attention to them until the end of the war. However, after the war, most of them turned into cold corpses, and even if they were lucky enough to survive, they were mostly disabled.

The most fierce battle between the two armies has turned into huge corpses, broken flags, broken knives and guns, fragments of armor, and circular riding shields. Near the huge pile of corpses, the remaining cavalry were still fighting, killing the enemy with knives, guns and bows. People were constantly being shot by bows, and their sturdy or clear bodies fell to the ground with a splash of yellow dust.

The first batch of troops on both sides to go into battle are almost gone, their heads and faces are greasy and sweaty, and their chests and backs have long been soaked. Everyone was hoarse, waving the weapons in their hands and fighting desperately. Their physical strength and energy had long been exhausted. The only thing that supported them to continue fighting was the desire to survive. It was not you who died, or I lived!

Just when they were about to lose their support, the horns of both sides sounded at the same time, and the surviving people let out a sigh of relief, stopped the fight in relief, and slowly retreated. The two sides were exhausted and both had no desire to fight. When the horn sounded, they retreated like a tide. Behind them, the second group of troops fought together again.

Han Sui was on the heights immediately, watching the battle calmly. Both the Xiliang army and the rebels had a real fire, fighting for their lives every time they made a shot, without mercy. Every moment someone would fall, and when blood was splashing, the sound of fighting rang through the sky. At this moment, the two groups of erzahus and Qiang people have forgotten everything, and are fighting hard with their heads bored. Killing one more is enough!

"Boss, it stands to reason that Ma Chao should launch an offensive. If we continue to fight like this, our casualties are too great!" Cheng Gongying is a straight boy. This battle is so tragic that he can't look down on him. "It's early, Dong Zhuo hasn't entered the battle yet, and there are at least sixty to seventy thousand Xiliang army waiting to see. Now launching an offensive is looking for death!" Han Sui shook his head and sighed.

In the entire battlefield, the most anxious person was Han Sui's appointment in Hangeul. Since the start of the army, he has been defeated and defeated several times, and he has come back several times. It can be described as a model of hardship. In this battle, his army is about to run out of food. If he can't defeat the Xiliang army in two or three days, he will be scattered, and the first level is not guaranteed. Naturally, this is the least he wants to see.

However, the morale of the Xiliang army was booming. Under the supervision of the boss, a wave of attacks came surging, and Ma Teng had to mobilize the army tightly and send a branch force to the battlefield. In this way, it became a tactic of adding fuel. The Xiliang army and the rebels spent a lot of time on the battlefield with a radius of tens of miles. There were so many soldiers in Xiliang, so fighting like this was the least cost-effective.

"Boss, Boss Ma is on the court himself!" Cheng Gongying shouted excitedly, yelling with his fingers in the distance. Upon hearing this, Han Sui quickly closed his mind and set up a pergola to look into the distance. I saw a horse-shaped flag rushing forward in the chaos army, like a huge iron spear, rolling forward, splitting the forward of the Xiliang army instantly, and drove straight into the big formation of the Xiliang army.

"General Ma is mighty!" The Xiliang rebels immediately cheered. The timing of Ma Teng's attack was just right, and it was when the Xiliang army had been exhausted for a long time. He personally led 8,000 Qingqi as the forward, with 12,000 steppers behind, lined up in a neat formation, and quickly broke into the Xiliang Army's formation with the front Qingqi. The army formation of the Xiliang Army was immediately cut in half.

The Xiliang rebels, who had been suppressed to death by the Xiliang army, immediately felt that the pressure was greatly reduced. In joy, they suddenly saw Ma Teng's general flag flying high in the front. "Look! General Ma is ahead! Follow him!" "General Ma personally led the charge!" The rebels screamed and rushed forward desperately. As the old saying goes, one person is desperate, ten people are unstoppable, tens of thousands of people are working hard together, that posture is shaking the ground! In an instant, the offensive and defensive changed, and the rebels began to fight against the Xiliang army.

"Okay! Ma Shoucheng is worthy of being a veteran of a hundred battles. This blow hit the seven inches of the Xiliang Army!" Han Sui yelled happily with his palms hitting his chest. "Pass the order, the reserve army is ready to go into battle at any time! I guess Dong Zhongying will go out in person." "Nuo!" "Nuo!" Cheng Gongying and Yan Xing went on to rectify the series. Fighting on the battlefield is energizing, but watching the excitement by myself is really uncomfortable, and now they are finally able to fight, and the two of them feel extremely comfortable.

"Meng Qi, should we make a move? The front is too intense." Ma Dai bit a straw stick in his mouth, while watching the battle in the distance nervously, he whispered to Ma Chao. The place where the two brothers are located is a hill that is more than a hundred meters high. In Liangzhou, such hills abound, and there are lush trees among the hills. Ten thousand cavalry were lying in ambush around several hills, their horses with full saddles and bridles, were gnawing at the grass leisurely.

"Wait a little longer, when Dong Zhuo's army is overwhelmed, we can act. Let's do it now, once Dong Zhuo sends an army to counterattack, our details will be exposed immediately. When the two armies are entangled and become a group, it will be The best time to attack. Before that, even if many people die, we have to hold on." Ma Chao Dama Jindao sat there and said categorically.

This hill and the battlefield in front, Zhaowu County on the right form an equilateral triangle, wherever it goes, it is five or six miles away. The reason why I chose such a place to garrison was to take the Zhaowu county seat and the **** of the Xiliang army at the same time. "Send an order to ask Pound to attack Zhaowu County! Tell him that we must act quickly! We must take Zhaowu quickly!"

Ma Chao gave the order coldly, and in the face of the army's high fighting spirit, he had to make concessions. "Nuo!" Hong Ling eagerly responded, and beat the horse. There are only two thousand county soldiers in Zhaowu County, all of whom have never been on the battlefield. Moreover, Pound sent more than a hundred strong men into Zhaowu County last night, waiting for the shiver today.

After a quarter of an hour, a cavalry appeared in the hilly hills, like an arrow from the string, rushing straight towards Zhaowu County. The first general, majestic and majestic, holding a big sword in his hand, prancing horse and raising the sword, it is Pound Pang Gongming. The hill was no more than five or six miles away from Zhaowu County, and the cavalry charged at full speed, but could be there in dozens of breaths.

However, the Xiliang Army guarding the gate responded very quickly, and the duty chief gave an order: "It's not good! The enemy is coming! Close the city gate!" The hundreds of county soldiers around immediately took the ring-saw in their hands and flew. Also rushed towards the city gate. At this moment, more than a hundred strong and powerful men appeared under the city wall, dressed in civilian clothes, holding various weapons in their hands, and shouted, rushing towards the hundreds of county soldiers. These more than a hundred people have spent more than a hundred battles, and they all have excellent skills under their hands.

They picked up their weapons, chopped melons and vegetables, and chopped them in a violent round, and they knocked down fifty or sixty county soldiers in an instant. The remaining county soldiers were stunned. Have they ever seen such a **** scene? The head of Dou Da gurgled on the ground, blood splattered all over, the more than a hundred men covered in blood, rushing towards him with weapons.

"Damn!" The remaining dozens of county soldiers. With a cry of fright, he threw the weapon in his hand, hugged his head and fled. The tutor was hard-spirited, he roared, and went up with the sword in his turn, but it was a pity that he was kicked and gnawed in the mud. Before he could react, with a click, his head was cut off!

The big men didn't care about wiping the blood stains on their faces, and opened the city gate with all hands and feet, and Pound led his army in galloping in.