Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

By the end of the evening, Wang Pu hadn't gone up the mountain yet. 【, So Zuo You and Cao Bin said goodbye and left.

Guo Shao sent them to the door of the fasting room, and went down to another room through the eaves. The rain was still falling, and the water remained in pillars between the tiles. Guo Shao found that the door was only closed, so he opened it casually, and saw a beautiful woman in plain clothes kneeling on the futon in front of the Buddha statue. She is Zhou Xian, although she took off all the jewelry at this time, and did not apply makeup on her face; but the beauty of her beautiful and white face is the appearance of a relationship that is not in the world.

Green Lantern, Ancient Buddha. However, the woman on the futon is indeed graceful, with full breasts, and her kneeling posture makes the skirt tight, which highlights the round buttocks. She was closing her eyes, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, her smooth lips were moving slightly as if she was reciting something silently, and she was counting a string of prayer beads in her hand.

Guo Shao was taken aback, Zhou Xian was really stunning, different postures have different styles... She was originally the queen of the Southern Tang Kingdom, but Guo Shao believed that such a beautiful woman does not belong to anyone, she only belongs to the winner.

"What are you asking before the Buddha?" Guo Shao asked.

Zhou Xian opened his eyes and looked back at Guo Shao, his brows were full of pitiful melancholy. Guo Shao then walked over and sat cross-legged on the futon next to her. The light outside has gradually dimmed, and the light rain is still falling.

Zhou Xian said quietly: "I'm sorry for the king, and I'm even more sorry for Jiamin... For my own sake, I don't care about Jiamin's life, I don't know what's wrong with her now."

Guo Shao said kindly: "I told my subordinates not to leak the temporary warning from Ehuang, and I didn't mention it when I sent people to Jiangning City to inquire about the crime. The Southern Tang Dynasty leader should not know, so he shouldn't do anything to Ehuang's sister. You don't have to worry too much."

"He will know sooner or later." Zhou Xian shook his head slightly.

Guo Shao thought for a while, and then heard the sound of wooden fish coming from a distance, so he didn't do anything to Zhou Xian, and left the room after a while.

...

The weather finally cleared up. In February of the sixth year of Xiande (959), the spring was bright and the decisive battle finally came. The two sides of the Qinhuai River are crowded with people, the Southern Tang army is on the north bank, the main force of the Zhou army is on the south bank, and the army extends along the river bank. There are at least 200,000 troops on both sides.

In such a large-scale scene, the drums and horns on both wings could not hear each other, and the situation in the distance could not be seen when looking around. Guo Shaozhong's army could not control the army immediately;

The generals all dispersed to the various ministries, and Guo Shao rode a horse to inspect the troops in front of the ranks to boost morale. When the soldiers saw him, they were all shouting loudly, and the sound wave was overwhelmed. At this moment, Guo Shao suddenly reined in the horse's reins and got off the horse. The accompanying Wang Pu and all the generals stopped and looked sideways.

Guo Shao strode straight to a soldier holding a tiger flag. The soldier tensed up and stood up straight, not daring to look at him. Guo Shao stretched out his hand to grab the flagpole, handed it to the sergeant next to him, and then grabbed the soldier's hand.

A pair of cracked hands were spread out, covered with dirt that couldn't be washed off, the cracked wounds were shocking, and a piece of torn linen was wrapped around the palm. Guo Shao turned his head to look at the crowd, and his followers were all silent. He personally untied the sackcloth from the soldiers' hands, tore off his shoulder scarf, and wrapped it around the soldiers' hands again.

"Marshal Guo..." The soldier couldn't speak.

Guo Shao returned the flagpole to him and said, "I will never forget the soldiers who fought bloody battles."

A general immediately raised his spear and shouted: "Fight for Marshal Guo!" The army was in an uproar, and the shouting became more and more majestic, and even the people in the distance were looking at this side.

Guo Shao got on his horse, glanced at the distance, looked back to the left and right, and said: "Look at the hardships and hardships of the soldiers, but the Southern Tang Dynasty Lord is stubbornly resisting, for his own selfishness, uselessly causing more people to bleed! We have repeatedly persuaded to surrender to no avail. We can only enter Jiangning City and recover Jiangnan!"

He drew his sword and shouted: "The king's division is unrighteous, the world will be unified, and we must win!" The crowd of people shouted for victory one after another, overwhelming the Southern Tang army camp opposite.

At this moment, the flames in front of the left wing were suddenly bright. Although the sky was sunny, the flames were stronger than the sun.

Several giant wooden rafts loaded with firewood swam from the west of the Qinhuai River, caught fire in the wind, the flames soared into the sky and thick smoke billowed, and rushed straight to the Southern Tang Army Navy Water Village on the opposite bank. It was something that Luo Yanhuan fiddled with, it was used up in Wankou, and now it is being used again.

The twenty-three-foot-wide raft floated like a volcano, moved slowly after being caught in the wind, but there was nothing to stop it on the water. The warships of the Southern Tang Army hung their sails, turned around and ran with the wind. The raft slowly moved to the vicinity of the water village on the opposite bank. After a short while, the flames spread and ignited the fenced boat in the water village, and the fire became even bigger.

A large cloud of thick smoke was spreading, and the scorching temperature covered the surrounding land, and the Southern Tang army retreated in front of them, causing chaos.

Not far from the southeast of the water village, Shi Yanchao, who was ready, waved his iron spear and shouted: "Kill!" He took the lead in galloping out of the crowd, and the nearby cavalry swarmed up with shouts. The horses rushed straight into the river, and the river in the area that was found was very shallow, no deeper than the backs of the horses. The cavalry waded through the water, splashing everywhere.

Shi Yanchao took the lead in crossing the Qinhuai River, the front was filled with smoke, and the Southern Tang army was in chaos. But from nowhere, a crossbow with a thick arm also flew, and even the loud bang of the bed crossbow could be heard amidst the noise. Someone was hit by a crossbow arrow and fell from his horse screaming. Shi Yanchao didn't rectify his troops, he rushed straight to the chaos of the Southern Tang army, and many elite soldiers behind him rushed forward.

The nearby Southern Tang soldiers and horses were in a mess and showed no resistance. Shi Yanchao and others almost ignored the enemy soldiers and drove the rebels straight to the north. The men and horses crossed the river relatively slowly, and the river slowed down the following cavalry; the people in front rushed fast again, and Shi Yanchao's army became like a formation of long snakes. In the smoke, there was a rebel soldier who had no time to run away, and was hacked by the Zhou army soldier on the horse. The soldier covered his head with his hand and screamed.

Shi Yanchao's striker walked around from the chaotic soldiers to the flank of the camp on the east. In front of him was a forest of swords and guns, and a thick square formation. The sea of ​​people made his men extremely thin. But Shi Yanchao didn't care about the numbers at all, and took the lead in attacking the front side of the Southern Tang Army's central formation.

In the army, he seemed to be one size bigger, taller and stronger than everyone else, and he was very aggressive. "Huh!" A heavy gun made of iron, he let go of his hand and flew forward. There was a scream not far away, and the powerful heavy iron gun directly broke through a soldier's armor and pierced his torso! A crowd of throwing spears roared away one after another, and many of the Zhanglong spears in the Southern Tang Army's camp fell down. Shi Yanchao sat on the galloping iron horse and quickly rushed to the enemy lineup. The iron gun he held in his hand slammed into the chest of a soldier on the side, bleeding profusely.

There were crowds of people around, and all the infantry turned their heads to look at the cavalry soldiers from here, but before they could react, Shi Yanchao and his troops broke through the phalanx directly, entering with one blow. The morale of the Southern Tang army here was very low, and they couldn't help fighting. Only a few people were killed, and a large group of people threw their weapons and fled.

The arrows hit Shi Yanchao's armor with tinkling noises, and the elite soldiers rushed forward to protect his wings, and the horses criss-crossed the enemy camp, no one could stop them. Many soldiers started running from a distance before Shi Yanchao rushed over. Shi Yanchao looked excited, his body was covered in blood, he held a saber in his left hand, and an iron gun in his right. The two-handed weapons were extremely light in his hands.

"Kill!" Shi Yanchao pointed to the south with his saber, and a group of iron cavalry followed him and rushed towards the river. In front are the long-range light soldiers of the Southern Tang Army, guarding the men and horses by the river with bow|crossbows. The men and horses around Shi Yanchao suffered a lot of losses, mainly because the horses were injured and the soldiers were left behind.

But as soon as the iron cavalry rushed into the crowd of light soldiers, they were devastated, and the crowd scattered like ants frightened.

... On the Qinhuai River, a large number of Zhou army ships rowed to transport troops across the river. No one put out the fire in the west, even the river surface was shrouded in a layer of faint smoke, and the black ash from the burnt reeds in the air fell down, besides, there were a lot of arrows. When the arrow fell into the water, there was a "ding dong" sound, the water splashed, and the river really seemed to be raining.

There are several shallow waters in this section of the river, and the Zhou army's large ships cannot enter. The troops transported are all small boats and various civilian ships temporarily requisitioned. Several ships here are even black-covered ships. The soldiers on the ships hold rough wooden shields above their heads, because the canopies above their heads are riddled with holes, and arrows are constantly falling down.

"Ah!" Suddenly there was a cry of pain, and the soldiers turned their heads to see that a soldier who was rowing dropped his oar, and his hand was nailed to the side of the boat by an arrow. The blood stained the board, and his face showed pain.

The shouting outside grew louder, and the man at the bow jumped straight into the river, wading from the bank to the bank. A young general yelled: "Rush up, kill!" A group of people threw away the broken wooden shield with many arrows nailed on it, picked up their weapons and rushed out.

The water by the river and the river bank were shining brightly, and the metallic luster of the plate armor was particularly conspicuous in the sunlight. This group of troops belonged to Zhang Jiankui's troops in the left wing of the Huben Army. The armor and weapons were all the best infantry, and the infantry who played the vanguard usually went first. Even Zhou Tong, the Marquis of the Third Army, rushed to kill in person in the crowd.

The light soldiers of the Southern Tang Army on the river bank were in chaos, and the cavalry of the Zhou Army rushed around. Some of Zhang Jiankui's troops also crossed the river, and they climbed up from the water in a mess, but no one rectified the queue at all. Zhang Jiankui had already gone up first by himself with a big axe, and all the troops rushed forward with arrows in a mess.

Shouts of "Chong..." and "Kill..." resounded across the entire river bank, and a large number of soldiers spread forward. They were all chaotic soldiers, but the imposing scene was like a torrent.