Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

The Xiaodi Army infantry battalion was beaten terribly, the army flag was down, all the soldiers didn't know where to go, there were enemy cavalry all around, it was difficult to escape. Even more disastrous, the second wave of advancing Han infantry was ushered in, and the melee fighting was miserable.

On Guo Shao's side, the entire battalion of more than 500 people under Wang's command had long been in disarray, and the soldiers fled to the two wings one after another. Guo Shao and Yang Biao cooperated back and forth, walking while fighting, and also wanted to escape the failed area with the current.

I saw Yang Biao kicking his horse wide open and closing, swiping the heavy iron knife domineeringly and sweeping across, there were constant "ding ding bang bang" and people's screams, which was unstoppable. And Guo Shao is not good at using long weapons, and he only has a barrier knife in his hand, which is specially used to guard Yang Biao's gaps and dead spots behind him. The two had never fought side by side before, but now they cooperated with each other both in offense and defense, and they had a tacit understanding.

At this moment, Guo Shao suddenly heard a "nail" sound, and Guo Shao felt as if he had been hit on his leg. At first, he felt numb for a moment, and soon a sharp pain hit his leg. He looked down, and a heavy arrow shot directly through Bao's belly and pierced his thigh. With a stagger, he almost fell, and stabbed the barrier knife heavily into the ground, and then supported his body and fell to one knee on the ground.

"Guo Ten Generals!" Yang Biao immediately noticed the emptiness behind him, and turned around to support Guo Shao's shoulders.

Guo Shao let out a sigh of relief and cursed: "There are so many people who don't | shoot, but they hit me!" Yang Biao said: "Can I still go?" Guo Shao said: "I'm afraid I can't go."

Yang Biao put the long knife aside, took out the short knife from his pocket and bit it in his mouth, then lifted Guo Shao's belly armor, without saying a word, took the short knife and cut off the arrow directly, throwing away the back part. Guo Shao was in severe pain from the torment, he gritted his teeth and didn't cry out. Beads of sweat stood out on his forehead, and he spat out the blood from his mouth. The fishy-sweet taste in his mouth should not be his own blood, but the blood that spattered to his mouth just now.

"I'll carry you on my back." Yang Biao said in an affirmative tone, without a questioning tone. He directly grabbed Guo Shao's arm and put it on his shoulder, raised the long knife and left.

At this time, the enemy and the enemy are intertwined, and they ran into the pursuers just after taking two steps. Yang Biao couldn't do it with his back on his back, so he threw Guo Shao off his back in a hurry, and fought the enemy soldiers with his knife. After a while, when he came over, Guo Shao said: "Brother Yang, go first, don't worry about me."

Heaven and Earth Conscience This is really just a polite remark, the injured Guo Shao is not impatient with life, of course he doesn't want Yang Biao to leave him and run away; but he blurted out that sentence, and he didn't know why he said it. Maybe it's like someone rushing to pay the bill, but sometimes it's because they say something insincerely and don't want to buy it.

Unexpectedly, Yang Biao did not respond after hearing this, and really left. Guo Shao sat there, feeling very uncomfortable, but he didn't blame Yang Biao... Now the soldiers are in chaos, the Xiaodi army is fleeing, and there are fewer and fewer Zhou troops around. Yang Biao stayed to fight against the established enemy army? Both of them must die! But any sensible person should make a decisive decision at this time.

Guo Shao struggled to stand up, and with a little effort on his legs, his thigh muscles pulled the wound and the arrowhead in his flesh, causing a sharp pain. An enemy soldier found Guo Shao who was alive, rushed up and stabbed him with a cherry gun, but the force was not enough, Guo Shao immediately grabbed the tip of the gun and pulled it back. The enemy soldier was taken aback and was almost snatched by Guo Shao, so he hurriedly grabbed the gun barrel and forced it into his arms; unexpectedly, Guo Shao immediately changed the direction of his strength and sent it forward, overturning the enemy soldier, and directly snatched the cherry gun.

The enemy soldier didn't come forward when he saw this, but yelled at the back, which quickly attracted more enemy soldiers' attention.

Guo Shao had a premonition that he was about to be besieged by more people, and his heart was in a state of distress. In this situation, he might really be chopped to death on the battlefield. At the beginning, he wanted to go to the battlefield to make contributions, for whom did he fight, and why did he desperately want to get ahead?

At this moment, he suddenly saw Yang Biao turn around again. After cursing for a while, he came up to help Guo Shao up: "I saw Zhou's army started to counterattack. If you hold on for a while, there may be hope!"

"Brother Yang's kindness today, I will never forget it." Guo Shao suddenly felt hopeful again.

Yang Biao said: "You and I don't owe anyone now!"

As soon as the words fell, a group of enemy soldiers approached from nearby, and one of them was the first to charge with a spear. Yang Biao stopped talking, went up to meet him, turned sideways, bang! The heavy knife slapped the man's helmet, causing the enemy soldier to cover his head and scream in pain. Yang Biao took advantage of the situation and took a stance to meet the enemy soldiers who came after him. Guo Shao gritted his teeth and followed closely, pressed down on the fallen enemy soldier's face and made up his knife, swung the barrier knife and stabbed him between the eyebrows, "No!" The cry of fear was almost crying.

Yang Biao swung his long knife and stabbed left and right, but no one could catch him; Guo Shao protected his rear wings and his vicinity, so the enemy soldiers couldn't get close even though there were many soldiers.

But soon, two bows were raised with arrows. There were two "swish", Guo and Yang were hit by an arrow each, but fortunately they were protected by armor, and the wounds did not seem to be deep.

Seeing that they were so brave, the other infantry soldiers didn't dare to go forward for a while, but surrounded them on all sides. Because of Guo Shao's inconvenient legs and feet, Yang Biao did not take the initiative to attack alone, and there was a brief confrontation; Yang Biao was panting like a bellows.

At this time, a general of the Northern Han Army jumped up. Yang Biao took up his long sword and attacked fiercely. The Han general rushed to meet the enemy with his sword, and fought back and forth for several rounds. The sword held by the Han general was too far away and he was passive, but Yang Biao was at the end of the mast and scull, obviously not as vigorous as before; finally the guy caught an opportunity, and when Yang Biao stabbed the old man, he managed to dodge and rushed up immediately;

Just when he needed the opponent the most, Guo Shao desperately jumped up and stopped him with a barrier knife. "Dang!" The blades of the swords collided and trembled violently. Guo Shao's barrier sword was a short weapon for body protection, light in weight, and it was very difficult to collide; sure enough, the Han general took advantage of the situation and bullied the long sword up, and stabbed Guo Shao's left arm with one side of the sword. Unexpectedly, instead of retreating, Guo Shao advanced instead, abruptly borrowed the armor to catch the sword, took a big step, and at the same time swung his right hand, a half-foot dagger flashed coldly in the air.

The handle of the short dagger was loose and tight in his hand, and he could find the right direction flexibly. The moment he stabbed down, his wrist was clenched tightly. In the blink of an eye, outsiders didn't even see the movement clearly, and the sharp point of the knife had already stabbed down. In an instant, Guo Shao moved like a rabbit and his body like a sharp arrow, he didn't seem like a wounded person.

Suddenly, Han Jiang's face was instantly bleached, his mouth opened in horror, and the muscles in his neck contracted. Guo Shao's arm wielding the dagger was too fast, and a strong wind swept across the ground, causing Han to float the shoulder scarf around his neck...Blood sprayed Guo Shao's face.

There was a brief moment of dead silence, so short that it was almost imperceptible. "Yeah..." Suddenly, a large group of soldiers rushed over from all around, yelling and waving their knives and guns and frantically surrounded them.

"Drink!" Yang Biao glared at him angrily, and made a gesture to sweep away the long soldiers, relying on his remaining physical strength to make a final struggle.

At this time, there was a clanging sound, and a wave of arrow rain covered it, and the arrows with feathers were stuck on the ground, as if a piece of reed grass had grown out all of a sudden. Someone shouted from behind: "The country's safety is at stake!"

Guo Shao and others turned their heads to look, and saw a black-faced general of the Zhou army holding up his stick and weapon, prancing his horse and shouting, and a large group of armored cavalry behind him was driving their horses to speed up. "Reinforcements are coming!" Yang Biao was excited when he saw this.

God, Zhou Jun came so timely!

The enemy soldiers surrounding Guo Shao and others saw that the cavalry of the Zhou army counterattacked in a group, so they turned around and ran away, ignoring other things. After a while, countless Zhou army cavalry rode up and passed Guo Shao and others one after another.

The galloping horses, the vigorous Erlang, the beautiful cherry guns, and the knights of the Zhou army rushed forward bravely one after another. Guo Shao dared to swear that he had never seen such a mighty iron horse soldier in his life!

Guo Shao couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart for a while, supported Yang Biao, and shouted to the cavalry: "If the Northern Han Dynasty is destroyed, the Zhou army will surely win! Long live my emperor..."

The army didn't have time to pay attention to the two blood-stained remnants, but occasionally someone turned their head to look at them, maybe they thought they were crazy.

...

In this battle, Zhou Jun turned defeat into victory.

Guo Shao and others withdrew from the battlefield due to injuries, but the battle continued, and the fighting continued until the afternoon. The Northern Han army was defeated, and the Khitan soldiers led the army back; the Zhou army continued to chase and wipe out the remnants of the Northern Han army.

After the decisive battle, a group of wounded soldiers waited for the help of civilian husbands who were conscripted to deliver food and grass to do chores, and they were sent to the rear army camp for resettlement.

The difficult day finally came to an end, and when night fell, there was a vague smell of blood in the air, which could not be blown away by the wind. In just one day, I don't know how many people died! The Shanxi Basin Corridor has always been a bloody road for heroes to fight for hegemony. How many wars have occurred in this ancient land? I'm afraid no one will know. Now countless living people have buried their blood and souls here again, just another story.

Guo Shao's spirit was already very exhausted, and he was slightly rejoiced that he was still alive. Otherwise, maybe I will become one of these countless corpses, and then be hurriedly pushed into a mass grave and buried hastily...

The arrow wounds and bruises on their torsos were not serious, and the deeper wound was the arrow wound on Guo Shao's left leg. The small half of the arrow has not been pulled out, it needs to be pulled out. After Guo Shao took off his armor, he hurriedly checked the damaged part of "Baodu" that was shot through, and confirmed that there were no debris in his wound. If it is not handled properly, the wound will be suppurated and infected. In this era, there is no medicine at all, and the little life picked up from a narrow escape will still be finished.

Beside the firewood pile, Guo Shao said: "Brother Yang, today you rescued me from the pile of dead people."

Yang Biao glanced at him: "Even."

Guo Shao smiled bitterly: "From now on, you and I will treat each other as brothers. In this world, it is difficult to live without brothers."