The fire is shining brightly, and the figures are crowded.

Zhang Liao's side was urged by golden drums, and the sharp soldiers on the left and right fought bravely to be the first, and collided with the White Tiger Battalion soldiers who did not give an inch.

A succession of fireballs ploughed the way and rolled down the ditch against the wooden door.

In the eastern half, Zhang Liao led the Wei army to assault downward, trying to break and drive the Han army, drive it out, and push it down the steep hillside.

The soldiers of the White Tiger Battalion shouted the tune of the Ba people everywhere, and they were like drums, and they resisted vigorously.

They shouted with the Ba people in the western half, the same tune, the same voice.

How the mountain city and the Bangbang Army shout together, they shout how they want, and there is a relationship of inheritance.

The voice is like a drum, the mood is angry, there is tragedy, resistance, and the determination of death is not whirling.

It's as if every breath you breathe into your lungs is to make a cry at this moment.

It's as if the meaning of the whole body's existence is to shout the same as the partners around you.

Tian Xin received a pair of four-foot-seven-inch long pure steel six-edged nine-section whips handed by his own soldiers, each of which weighed eighteen Han catties.

With the steel whip in hand, Tian Xin strode forward, and the sound of the bell on his body was the biggest friendly signal.

The soldiers of the White Tiger Battalion generally worshiped the main temple of the soldiers, and were full of trust in the appearance of the battlefield and the bells that appeared behind them, and they also trusted the robe and spontaneously gave way to the passage.

A crack cracked in the human wall, and the Wei army armor who was condescendingly swooping down immediately noticed this two-zhang wide array gap, thinking that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and his footsteps were faster.

The Wei army, which had been flanked and surrounded before, was cut to the ground by the White Tiger Battalion before it was realized that Tian Xin himself had arrived on the battlefield, and before he could send a meaningful signal, let alone make an effective counterattack, he was cut down to the ground by the White Tiger Battalion, or abandoned his blade and lay on the ground and did not move.

In the battle song of the Ba people, Tian Xin swept away two or three spears with a whip, and raised the whip in his right hand to smash it down at the Wei army armor who leaned over and raised the shield and advanced at the waist.

The composite shield inlaid with iron plates was now fragile, and the steel whip shattered the shield shape and landed on the iron helmet of the armorer.

There were no screams, no other sounds were heard, and the steel whip cracked the iron helmet and the head, and was held up by the neckguards and pelvic collar armor that the armor was waiting for.

Pulling back the steel whip, the leaderless Wei army armor was like a fountain, staggering for a while without falling down.

More and more Wei army melee armor soldiers rushed in, Tian Xin was guarded by personal soldiers and white tiger battalion soldiers on both wings, and he only needed to face the Wei army armor soldiers in front.

A pair of steel whips smashed down from above, and after being hit, they were pulled back and raised high again, and they were smashed down again.

The steel whip strikes the top, and all beings are equal.

Even if you dodge the whip, the whip will hit the neck and shoulder blades, and it is often a bone crack and disability, and it will lose its combat effectiveness in an instant...... No, stimulated by severe pain, many Wei soldiers stiffened, or died on the spot, or fainted from serious injuries.

With such a serious injury, it will be difficult to live in the future.

Nothing could stop Tian Xin, a pair of steel whips in his hands, three points lighter than a sword, and the attack speed was so fast...... Combined, both hands can swing about five times per second.

The Wei soldiers in front of him rushed to the ground, and when they staggered and turned over one by one, high-pressure blood mist gushed out from the breach, and the viscous blood mist had shrouded Tian Xin's side within four or five zhang.

In the melee, inferior light and shadow interfered with the transmission of information, and too many Wei troops did not know what was happening here.

The Wei army that rushed behind didn't know why the front row fell, and when they rushed to Tian Xin, they had no time to think, or fear to curb their body functions, and watched the remnants of the steel whip fall, or struggled slightly, and their heads were broken by the steel whip, or their shoulder blades and chest cavity were shattered.

"Bang!"

When Tian Xin caught up with and smashed the helmet of the last person in front of him, he had already rushed forward four or five steps, killing through the Wei army's counter-charge armor line

The Wei armies on both flanks disintegrated one by one, they took a step back, and the White Tiger battalion soldiers followed further and seized the vacant seats.

Tian Xin glanced sideways at the scorching eastern theater of operations, continued to advance without stopping, and stepped on the low wall of the Wei army's stone fortress more than thirty steps away, which was the second line of defense of the Wei army.

The Wei troops left behind here were still igniting large fireballs, pushing and shoving them, causing them to roll along the grooves and shallow ditches.

The White Tiger Battalion soldiers who crossed the low stone wall shouted battle songs and rushed away, drowning and crushing these suddenly unprepared Wei troops.

"Lord, that's Zhang Liao's main formation!"

One of the soldiers pointed to the place where the golden drum was noisy to the east, where there were no battle flags, only many, many figures.

"Arson, lighting!"

Tian Xin placed a pair of steel whips on a low stone wall at waist height, raised his hand to take off his mask, and put the copper whistle hanging around his neck into his mouth and blew it.

The tight copper whistle was sharp and piercing, and Zhang Liao in the fight was in the roar of the golden drum, and there was only a frontal enemy in his eyes, how could he hear the whistle?

The whistle sounded, and the tiger roared.

Fifteen tigers jumped from the top of the mountain, fluttering and jumping, the wooden fence used by the third guard of the Wei army could not be blocked in the slightest, and the soldiers who stayed on guard also had to face the white tiger battalion soldiers who rushed up after the rout, and there was a tiger behind them, one person hesitated, a hundred people wavered, and as the tiger crossed the fence, the Wei army left behind collapsed in no particular order.

To their surprise, the tigers did not attack, and these tigers did not stop, and crossed the excited white tiger battalion and moved closer to Tian Xin.

Combat effectiveness of the tiger...... When facing the armor, it was very bad, very bad.

Even in the face of lightly armed and unarmored infantry with the courage to fight, the tiger will not take advantage.

But tigers have a great reputation, and they appear on the battlefield in groups, which can play a frightening role.

No matter how brave a soldier is, even if he kills many people, he may not have killed tigers, leopards and bears, and it is normal for him to panic in the face of a sudden attack by a fierce beast.

The tigers came to Tian Xin's side, Tian Xin was holding a gourd of cold sugar water and drinking, resting his strength and squinting at the fighting Zhang Liao battle cluster.

Unexpectedly, the morale of the soldiers of the White Tiger Battalion was high, and the soldiers were tenacious...... Maybe Zhang Liao was old and couldn't rush anymore, and he couldn't defeat the White Tiger Battalion in the eastern region in one fell swoop.

More than 300 White Tiger battalion soldiers held together and successfully resisted the impact of Zhang Liao.

As the grass balls and grass bundles reserved by the Wei army behind Tian Xin were ignited one after another, the sky-high flames filled Yaoshan, which was detected by far and near, as well as by Zhang Liao.

The battle flag of the Han army appeared on the stone barrier platform, the Wei army in the western region was scattered, and more than 200 White Tiger Battalion soldiers rested on the stone barrier platform, sealing Zhang Liao's retreat, and also sealing his retreat by the flames.

Zhang Liao saw the figure of Tian Xin in front of the firelight at a glance, where the tiger squatted on Tian Xin's left and right, like a stone carving.

Not only Zhang Liao, but also the Wei soldiers who gathered four or five hundred around him were also shocked.

Just when they were panicking and suspicious, at this time, the battle song of the Ba people stopped, and Wang Ping behind him shouted in a slightly stammering voice: "Long live!" ”

More than 300 White Tiger Battalion soldiers echoed together: "Long live! ”

"Hooray!"

The sound of shouts filled the mountains, and the elite of the Han army who followed up outside the burning wooden wall heard the shouts in the village, and they also pulled their throats, looking at the burning wooden wall and the cottage and shouting with all their might.

Victory is in sight here, and the decisive battle launched by the Wei army's strategic counteroffensive is about to end.

The cheers were transmitted to the bottom of the mountain one by one, and Feng Xi, who was in charge of the deployment of troops, could no longer stop the army, and his ears were full of shouts from the officials.

As if victory was in hand, it seemed that by waiting for dawn, this war would be over and everyone would be able to return triumphantly.

Long live stopped, Zhang Liao saw that the officials on the left and right were depressed, so he couldn't do anything.

He carried his halberd to Tian Xin's place with difficulty, and his mood was bitter.

Is it really that important to yourself? Is it worth Tian Xin to abandon tens of thousands of troops, abandon the flank battlefield, and kill him in person?

I don't know if Cao Xiu and Xiahou Shang on the side battlefield can seize the fighter and defeat the Beifu soldiers.

Thinking about these things, Zhang Liao moved to ten steps away from Tian Xin, and took the initiative to speak: "A certain old and decrepit person, General He Lao is here?" ”

"If you don't die, our army will be uneasy."

Tian Xin took a sip of cold tooth syrup: "I thought that when we met again, you would spit out a mouthful of old phlegm first." I didn't expect to speak softly and gently...... If you know today, why bother in the first place? ”

"It's just for the sake of the country, and there is no room for personal feelings."

Zhang Liao stood with a halberd: "The old man never imagined that he would work in person." I implore the general to think of the world and forgive the old and decrepit athletes. ”

"Yes, our army is determined to worry about fame in the world and to kill less, and your Great Wei is two-thirds rich in the world, with a vast territory, and there are thousands of good generals with armor, so you are not burdened by fame. Those who dare to be dissatisfied and slander can be killed, so why bother? ”

Tian Xin glanced at the Wei army soldiers behind Zhang Liao, his heart was also bitter, and his tone was cold: "This is the reason why the Wei army killed our prisoners during the Battle of Jiangxia, and it is also the reason why Wankou abused our prisoners. The reason is nothing more than fearlessness and bullying our military. ”

Zhang Liao's guards should be killed, which has the meaning of punishment and warning; If you surrender and can't be killed, this involves the bottom line of the Han army.

During the decisive battle of Hankou, the Han army counterattacked rapidly, and Wang Ling was not given a chance to surrender at all.

Surrender needs an opportunity, in the face of the Han army's offensive, Wang Ling can't stand, how can there be room to talk about surrender?

Wang Ling didn't have it, but Zhang Liao did, his guards were so hard, and if they were bitten hard, the damage would be great, and the gains outweighed the losses.

If it is absorbed, there will be an extra elite fist unit in the Han army system, just like Wang Ping's White Tiger Battalion.

Before the decisive battle of Hanzhong, the White Tiger Battalion was one of the outer servant armies of the Wei army.