No matter how much the Emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty hated Guo Wei, and no matter how much he wanted to destroy the Great Zhou, he never thought that the Great Zhou Emperor Chai Rong was in the Great Zhou army and was so close to him. This was a battle with a huge disparity in strength, tens of thousands of horses in the Great Zhou District faced the 100,000 people of the Northern Han coalition army, although the Northern Han Emperor Liu Yu also boasted that the Northern Han and Khitan coalition forces had as many as one million.

Chai Rong sat firmly on the carriage of the barracks, and Zhao Kuangyin led the guards of the forbidden army to surround him, even if he didn't even want to get close to a fly. Looking at the Northern Han coalition army lined up neatly and brightly armored on the Naba Gongyuan, Chai Rong's face was unusually calm, and he had already learned the information that the Northern Han Emperor personally led the army. Facing more than twice as many Northern Han coalition forces, he did not have any fear in his heart, only calm and self-confidence.

Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun were tightly guarding Chai Rong's side, they were wearing the heavy armor of the Great Zhou, just like a brave warrior. In front of him, the banners of the Northern Han Army were standing in a forest, and the entire Northern Han Army exuded a fierce atmosphere, including tens of thousands of Khitan soldiers, who were holding wolf knives full of cold light in their hands, and their bodies were full of cold-like fierce aura.

Ye Yinfeng had never seen such a formation, his face was obviously a little pale, it was a battlefield of tens of thousands of people. The battle between the two countries is not an ordinary life-and-death battle between martial cultivators, this kind of formation is even more magnificent, and the passionate momentum is swaying in the hearts of every soldier, and the wind of Huo Huo is surging from all directions. Countless military flags fluttered in the wind, making a loud crackling sound.

This is war, this is the war built with life, his heart can't help but sigh. In the face of war, he felt that human life was like grass, life was like an ant, as long as the highest general in the two armies waved his hand, life would be wiped out in an instant. Every soldier, and even every soldier, has become a pawn of the supreme commanders of the two countries.

Ling Tianyun's eyes had a bit of excitement in his eyes, he really hadn't experienced such a large-scale battlefield, as early as Baishui Pass, the battle between him and the Khitans was simply a small fight. Now, he can finally experience a battlefield of unprecedented grandeur. There was an inexplicable expectation in his heart about going to the battlefield, but he knew that he still had a contradictory feeling in his heart that rejected this war. As for why he has such a conflicted heart, because he was also a soldier and also experienced the test of life and death. His rejection of war does not mean that he does not participate in it, because he has learned the supreme mind of Buddhism, and he has an unconcealable compassion for life and death.

"Your Majesty, the Northern Han has set up a position on the Bagong Plain, and the number of our army is far less than half of the Northern Han army, do you wait until the other armies converge before launching an attack." Shi Shouxin's eyes could not hide the look of worry, he only took a rough look at the Northern Han coalition army that was in position, and roughly guessed the number of opponents. That's why he said to Chai Rong with a little melancholy, and the Great Zhou Army couldn't take any advantage in terms of numbers.

"When will Liu Jiedu's army arrive?" Chai Rong asked calmly, in his opinion, whether it was the Northern Han Army or the Khitan Army, he led the army in a hurry today, and the morale of the Great Zhou Army at this time was high. If you want to wait for Anyang Jiedu to make the subsequent army start the war again, then the morale of his own army will be weak, and he wants to take the Northern Han and Khitan coalition forces in one fell swoop, although the number of the other party is twice as much as his own, but he is not afraid in his heart.

"According to the spies, it could be a few more hours. Our army is in a hurry, and now the soldiers and men are tired, and if they don't get rest, I'm afraid it will be our Great Zhou Army that will suffer. Shi Shouxin cautiously persuaded that he didn't want the hurried Great Zhou army to fight with fatigue.

"It's okay, General Fan led 2,000 men and horses as the right flank to meet the enemy. The rest of the soldiers captured Bagongyuan with me and captured the old thief Liu Yu of the Northern Han Dynasty alive. Chai Rong's face was calm, and one after another military orders were issued, and then he glanced at Zhao Kuangyin again. And Zhao Kuangyin nodded to him, indicating that everything was ready.

Liu Yu was constantly moving men and horses in the Great Zhou army, and his heart was already impatient, so he hurriedly issued a series of military orders, ordering the Eastern Wing Army led by Zhang Yuanhui to prepare for the charge, and at the same time ordered the Khitan general Yang Gon to hold his troops still, and he himself led the Middle Route Army to prepare for the charge. He wanted to crush the rushing Great Zhou army with his iron cavalry army of the Northern Han, and he wanted to let the Khitans see the bravery of his Northern Han army.

"Your Majesty, by all means, although the Great Zhou army is in a hurry, but the Zhou army is arranged in a strict and orderly manner, and the Great Zhou army is like a cloud, you must not act rashly, and I hope Your Majesty will not underestimate the enemy." Seeing this, the Khitan general Yang Gon immediately rode his horse to Liu Yu's side and persuaded the other party.

"Ha, ha, ha, it's not that General Yang is timid. The Zhou army rushed to the road before it had time to get fit, which was also a taboo for the march, and the number of the Zhou army at this time was far less than half of our Northern Han coalition army. General Yang is waiting to see a good show, to see how the warriors of my Han Dynasty defeated the Great Zhou Army, and I am determined to capture the commander of the Great Zhou Army alive, so that the world will know that our Great Han Army is a mighty army. Liu Yu let out a burst of disdainful laughter and said to Yang Gon proudly.

The armies of the two countries began to camp in formation, and the south wind suddenly blew at this time in the weather of the north wind. Yang Gon sighed in his heart, he raised his head and looked at the Northern Han army that was ready to go, he also persuaded what he should persuade, he was a Khitan brave general and also had his own arrogance, but the Northern Han Emperor simply took his advice in his eyes. This made him feel a little unhappy in his heart, and he ordered all the Khitan troops to stand by and not to act without permission, while he himself rode his horse towards his camp.

"Your Majesty, it's a good thing, the south wind is blowing, it's a good omen, Your Majesty will definitely break the Zhou army in this battle and make great contributions to my Han. It's really God to help me Han, don't fight at this time, but when to wait. "In the Northern Han army, along with the emperor, there was also Li Yi, the heavenly eunuch of the Northern Han Dynasty, who said to Liu Yu excitedly as soon as he saw that the south wind was blowing suddenly.

Accompanying the emperor was Wang Dezhong, the prime minister of the Northern Han Dynasty, who was furious when he heard the words of Li Yi, the heavenly eunuch, and said: "How can it be called a good omen when the wind is facing at this time, how can it be called a good omen, how can it help heaven." It is a man who speaks wisely, and does not lie to the master. ”

Then Wang Dezhong said to Liu Yu, the emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty: "Please Your Majesty, don't believe the fallacy of that guy, please think twice." The strong wind is really not good for our army, and I ask Your Majesty to withdraw your order. ”

Liu Yu's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and he shouted: "The two armies are fighting, how can God help me, right now, my Han warriors are high, isn't it enough to explain everything." I have made up my mind. The prime minister doesn't need to say much, don't say these words that disturb the morale of the army, the prime minister will sit and wait to see how our army defeats the Zhou army. ”

After speaking, Liu Yu waved his big hand, and suddenly the golden drums in the Northern Han army rang out, and Zhang Yuanhui led two thousand heavy armor on the eastern flank to rush towards the Great Zhou army. For a time, the shouts of killing resounded throughout the world, and the tide-like Northern Han army, led by hundreds of heavily armored cavalry, raised the weapons overflowing with cold light, and rushed towards the Great Zhou army under the original.

"Kill, kill, kill" The shouts of killing drowned out the sounds everywhere, the scorching sun was already in the sky, and the scorching sun began to sweep the earth fiercely. Then, under Ba Gongyuan, the sound of tearing and killing was overwhelming, and the passionate Northern Han soldiers rushed towards the plain like a fierce tiger. Their eyes were intertwined with excitement, and the war they had been waiting for for had finally begun, and for the sake of their Emperor Majesty, for the sake of their families, they rushed forward like madness.

"Kill", a loud shout sounded from the Zhou army camp, the first to rush out of the Zhou army was the Great Zhou general Fan Aineng, with the sound of a golden drum in the Northern Han military camp, the Great Zhou military camp was also a drum. The first of them was the Great Zhou Right Wing Army to meet the Eastern Wing Army of the Northern Han Dynasty, led by the Great Zhou brave general Fan Aineng, and the deputy general He Hui.

The two armies met in the earth-shattering shout, and the Great Zhou general Fan Aineng jumped on his horse with a gun and rushed towards Zhang Yuanhui, the general of the Northern Han Dynasty. And its heavily armored cavalry also met, and a terrible neighing of horses sounded, accompanied by the fall of horses, and the sound of wailing was incessant. The sword light rolled up the blood stains that rose to the sky, the spears provoked fresh lives one by one, and the Northern Han army fell one by one, and more Great Zhou soldiers fell.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were in a state of silence, and layers of blood were rolled up in the wind, and the blood that permeated the sky covered the scorching sun in the sky. The shouts of tearing and killing have not stopped, and they are getting more and more intense, intertwined figures abound, and the tragic scene is even more shocking. The cavalry, infantry, the Northern Han army, and the Great Zhou army were all intertwined, dyeing this inch of land red, and the miserable wails echoed in the sky.

The splashes of blood, the galloping horses, and the flying blades shattered the scorching sun in the sky, and the dark clouds seemed to want to join in the excitement, quietly surging from all directions. Condensed thick blood and qi rolled up in the earth, and stumps and broken arms could be seen everywhere on the ground, and the sound of wailing resounded throughout the four fields.

Fan Aineng raised his spear and stabbed at Zhang Yuanhui, but was blocked by the big sword in the hand of the brave Northern Han general. A huge momentum shook Fan Aineng's arm numb, and he rode his horse again, raising the spear in his hand like a tumbling air current, and the sound of the spear piercing in the air echoed.

The first time the two generals met, they fought fiercely, Fan Aineng was obviously not Zhang Yuanhui's opponent, he was slashed by the opponent's sword on horseback on the spear, and his body shook a few times. Gradually, Fan Aineng showed signs of weakness, and he slapped his horse and retreated while fighting.

Seeing this, He Hui, the deputy general of Fan Aineng, couldn't help but shout, and joined the battlefield with a double axe. At this time, the two generals of the Zhou army fought with Zhang Yuanhui. And the brave general of the Northern Han Dynasty is not in vain, the giant iron sword in his hand is even more impenetrable, he sits firmly on horseback, and the first man fights the second general but does not show the inferior.

The three generals fought for dozens of rounds, and still did not distinguish the winner, the spear and the double axe fought the giant sword, and the horses under the seat tread back and forth. The sound of tearing and killing everywhere was overwhelming, and a rain of arrows like locusts shot towards the Zhou army, knocking down a large area of the Zhou army.

Fan Ai could see that he couldn't fight for a long time to defeat the Northern Han general, he had to retreat while fighting, he didn't know where he had retreated, and the deputy general He Hui was even more unbearable, and was almost cut off by Zhang Yuanhui's giant sword. For a time, there was chaos in the Great Zhou army, the general retreated while fighting, and his subordinates also followed the general to fight and retreat.

Fan Aineng led the right-wing army to retreat while fighting, and he had already left the battlefield. At this time, the morale of the Great Zhou army was low, and the morale of the Northern Han army was even higher, and they rushed towards the Zhou army under Chai Rong's department with a fierce momentum. For a time, Chai Rong's Great Zhou army was surrounded by the Northern Han army, and the situation became dangerous.

Chai Ronggao sat in the carriage and saw the battle scene clearly, he saw Fan Aineng rout and fled, his face suddenly turned blue with anger. He kept ordering the only remaining Great Zhou army to block the attack of the Northern Han army, and he rearranged the remaining Great Zhou army, which blocked the attack of the Northern Han army for a while.