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Tuoba Feng gathered 20,000 iron cavalry at the foot of the Yanming Ridge, and among these 20,000 iron cavalry were Xianbei people, Xiongnu, Karasuma and Han people in the conquered territories. After Tuoba Han commanded the army to quickly complete the formation, he asked Tuoba Feng with a trumpet to ask whether to attack. Tuoba Feng looked up at the sky, and then squinted at the white sun. The strong sunlight scorched Tuoba Feng like ten thousand sharp arrows, and he closed his eyes suddenly. In the darkness, he saw a little orange light shaking violently in front of his eyes. Tuoba Feng was dizzy, and his hands unconsciously tightened on the reins.

What was the purpose of attacking Yanmen Pass? For the land and wealth. If I can't occupy Taiyuan and Shangdang, and I can't loot the Han people and their property in the two counties, what am I going to do when I attack Yanmen Pass? He was very angry when he thought that some of his subordinates were hesitant to attack south after occupying Yanmen Pass. What's the use of capturing a break? Isn't it idiocy to watch the huge wealth in front of you and not take it, but let the Han people organize reinforcements to attack you? When they are fighting, they are afraid of their own losses, but when they loot property, they run faster than the other, greedy and selfish villains. When these men have had enough and have had enough, I will see who else will be willing to stay in that grave-like pass, and I guess they will run faster than rabbits, and they will all hurry home to count the slaves and the treasures. Tuoba Feng cursed a few words viciously, and the muscles on his face twitched lightly twice.

I want to dominate the grassland, I want to cross the desert like Tanshi Huai, but my northern Xianbei territory is trapped in the middle by the western Xianbei, the Danhan Mountain royal court, the Huns and the Han people, if you want to make a difference, you must break this shackle. Bai Ji tried his best to exchange the defeat of the western frontier for the four northern counties of the Han people, and exchanged his own losses for a larger living space, but this was still far from his goal of dominating the prairie. Land, wealth, population, livestock, army, without these things, what can you take to dominate the steppe?

Since the fiasco of Lu Longsai and the defeat of Yuyang, Murong Feng, the Xianbei Lord in the middle, and Mijia, the Xianbei Lord in the east, have been recuperating for four years. Their vitality has almost recovered, and the most powerful Western Xianbei has not suffered much loss from the beginning to the end. Even if it was a fiasco in the western frontier, the daily rhythm deduction of the Wild Sand tribe and the banquet of the wild wolf tribe only lost 30,000 people, which was not very serious compared to the 100,000 troops of the tens of thousands of tribes in the entire western Xianbei. In the past two years, the biggest loss was Danhan Mountain, followed by Baiji. If there is any accident this time, Northern Xianbei will be the same as Danhan Mountain, and it will soon become the food in the mouths of others. In order to capture the state this time, he used all the forces in the tribe, and now there are only 10,000 people left at home, and if he is defeated this time, there will be nothing.

Tuoba Feng thought of the Western Xianbei Lord and the Luoluo. This old guy hasn't led troops out for a long time, this time he was invited by Murong Feng to personally rush to Yanmen Pass with 20,000 people to help in the battle, is he really to help Danhan Mountain? Help the king? Tuoba Feng didn't believe it. Luo has a brave and warlike son, and a brave and fearless subordinate, why did he come in person? He and Murong Feng won't hide what they want to do, right? If he was damaged, would he take the opportunity to swallow his Northern Xianbei? Tuoba Feng suddenly turned all kinds of thoughts, his heart was heavy, and his expression was cold.

In the past few years, Xianbei in the west has stayed in the distant desert to recuperate, although there are occasional conquests between tribes, but it is just a mutual annexation between tribes, and the losses of each other are minimal. If they raise their armies and attack themselves...... Tuoba Feng shook his head, he felt impossible. The western Xianbei region is vast, there are many tribes, it is simply a plate of scattered sand, although Luo Luo Gui is the tribal lord, but he is not able to dominate all the tribal leaders, especially those who have lived in the west of the desert for a long time, they are used to staying in the depths of the grassland, and few people are willing to travel thousands of miles to the northern Xinjiang. Since the defeat of the Western Xinjiang, the vitality has not recovered, and only a red sun tribe in Luoluo can't eat their own, not to mention, they also have two backings, Dongqiang Xukui and Xiongnu Baima Copper. Tuoba Feng snorted coldly, thinking that he would forgive him for not having the courage to touch his tiger whiskers.

As long as he takes Taiyuan and Shangdang, he will have inexhaustible wealth, and with millions of Han slaves, he can sweep the desert with this, and even if Murong Feng in the east takes Youzhou, but compared with the barren Youzhou and Bingzhou, whether it is wealth or population, it is too far behind, especially he has the headache of Karasuma people. Compared with the Karasuma people, the Huns are much more tame, as long as they properly solve the territorial problems of the Huns and the Dongqiang people, they don't worry about the two friends not standing on their side and bowing down to orders.

Tuoba Feng raised his hand and slashed down resolutely and decisively.

"Uh......h Woo ......" The horn of the charge resounded through the mountains in an instant.

Zhang Yan's heart beat violently, the heartbeat of "dong dong ......" was clearly audible, he took a long breath, looked up at the clear blue sky, and slowly closed his eyes. Master, marshal, bless me, bless the Yellow Turban Army, bless the people of the state. Zhang Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked back and roared: "Drum ......"

Three hundred war drums beat at the same time, and the earth-shattering drums rose to the sky, like a thunderbolt in the sky, exploding in the sky above Yanming Ridge, and instantly covering the charging horn of the Xianbei people.

Wang Dang looked at the Xianbei Iron Rider moving slowly in the distance, and suddenly his blood boiled, and he was full of fighting spirit. He glanced around at the Yellow Turban soldiers, and his heart sank sharply. The soldiers stood in the midst of the rejection of the horses, everyone was terrified, their eyes were full of fear, and their hands holding weapons were trembling slightly.

"Brothers, stand up straight, puff up your chest......" Wang Dang raised his hands and shouted loudly, "Fight the enemy, kill the enemy bravely...... but his voice was weak on the battlefield where the drums shook the sky. The surrounding soldiers looked at the Xianbei Iron Rider in the distance with blank expressions, and their desperate eyes were as helpless and shocked as if they had seen death coming.

Wang Dang was in a hurry, he picked up the yellow turban battle flag beside him, flew and jumped on the war horse.

The Yellow Turban soldiers saw Wang Dang rushing out of the horse rejection array like a madman. He held high the battle flag and galloped at high speed along the front of the horse rejection formation, "The sky...... Dead ......"

The soldiers in the horse rejection array suddenly heard the familiar shouts ringing in their ears, and saw the eye-catching yellow turban flag flying high in front of them, and the long-suppressed grief and indignation in their hearts suddenly broke out, and the soldiers at the front of the horse rejection formation raised their weapons and shouted: "Yellow sky...... Be ......"

Wang Dang's heart is trembling, dripping blood, yesterday countless people died under the battle flag of the Han Dynasty, but today countless people are fighting for the battle flag of the Han Dynasty. Pain, heart-rending pain, his tears rushed out, he looked up to the sky, and cried loudly: "Heaven...... Already...... Dead ......"

The hearts of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were crying, as if they had seen the accumulation of floating corpses on the Qingshui River, the accumulation of white bones in the graves of Xiaquyang, and the angry eyes of the handsome bull horns on the gall pottery city. Their tears blurred, and they used all their strength to shout out the anger and pain in their hearts, "Huang ...... Sky...... While...... ...... immediately"

One roar after another shook the heavens and the earth, and the shouts were like surging raging waves, whistling across the entire battlefield, and the huge waves set off by the roars were higher than the other, slamming into the hearts of the officers and men of the Yellow Turban Army, arousing the bloody hatred in their hearts.

Zhang Yan listened to the roar like a stormy wave, his whole body trembled, his whole body was as painful as ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, he clung to the railing of the wooden platform tightly, his eyes were firmly fixed on the apricot yellow battle flag in Wang Dang's hand, and he opened his mouth and let out a terrible long roar.

Wang Dang's horse galloped in front of the formation, and he kept waving his banner and shouting hoarsely, completely ignoring the Xianbei iron horsemen who were getting closer and closer.

The iron cavalry of the Xianbei people became faster and faster, and the 20,000 army was like a rushing river, killing the mountains and seas. Tuoba Han looked at the hideous horse rejection array in the distance, and the tragic battle of Boluo Valley suddenly appeared in front of him, and countless Xianbei warriors did not die under the enemy's swords, but fell in these terrible wooden formations. Today, we must take revenge, and we must kill more Han Chinese to take revenge. He seemed to see countless Han people screaming under his iron hooves, as if he saw countless enemy heads flying in front of his eyes, as if he smelled strong blood.

Tuoba Han gritted his teeth, pulled out his war knife suddenly, raised his front finger, and roared wildly: "Whew...... Ho ......"

The Xianbei soldier echoed when he heard this: "Hoho...... Hohoo ......"

The roar of iron hooves and thunderous roars smashed into the Han army.

Wang Dang glanced back at the Xianbei army, scolded murderously, and rushed into the horse rejection formation. The Yellow Turban soldiers in the horse rejection array were no longer afraid, they were full of hatred, their eyes glared at the enemy horsemen, and they were eager to rush out immediately to kill heartily and never stop. Wang Dang held the flag in one hand and rode his horse in the other, running along the winding path in the horse rejection array, loudly encouraging his soldiers, "Brothers, raise your weapons, fight to the death, fight to the death......"

Long arrows rained down into the horse rejection formation. The Yellow Turban soldiers raised their shields, fearless of death, and shouted as if they were shooting not arrows, but enemy spears, and grinning one by one, using all their strength. Occasionally, a soldier fell or was wounded by an arrow, but the others turned a blind eye, and everyone stared at each other with blood-red eyes, anxiously waiting for the Xianbei people to rush in and kill the enemy to take revenge.

In the thunderous killing sound, the Xianbei people rushed into the horse rejection array in eight ways, and then divided into sixteen roads and thirty-two roads...... The ranks of the Xianbei people are getting thinner and thinner, the speed is getting slower and slower, and the people are getting denser and denser. The officers and men of the Yellow Turban Army shouted up, swords, guns, arrows and halberds swarmed down, and the fierce battle began.

When the king faced the spear stabbed by the enemy, he did not dodge, he roared like a mad tiger, and with one shot he picked off the knight on horseback, and then chopped off a horse's leg that kicked at him with the sword in his left hand, and the blood immediately splashed all over his body, "Kill, kill, kill me, kill ......"

After Tuoba Han's war horse knocked two Yellow Turban sergeants flying, he was finally cut down, he rolled over and rolled off his horse, his war knife flew and slashed three people in a row, and he fought bravely with his own guards, "Forward, forward......

The rejection array was like several boulders smashed into a pond of water, first splashing a huge wave, and then there was an undercurrent surging, the waves were surging, and the soldiers on both sides were fighting in the formation, each not giving in to each other, only to kill the sky and the earth, and the blood flowed like a river.

Tuoba Feng watched the battlefield intently. Since the fight has begun, there is no turning back, as long as you defeat the Yellow Turban Army in front of you and occupy Taiyuan and Shangdang, you will lose your troops and lose your generals, and it will also be a huge victory. Even if Murong Feng and Luoluo Luo cooperated to calculate themselves, it would not be a big deal, the big deal was to give them the territory of Xianbei in the north first, move to the north of Bingzhou with his clan, and then use the wealth and population in the south of Bingzhou to recuperate for two years before fighting back. Tuoba Feng triumphantly stroked his long beard, pleased with his idea. If I take the state, Murong Feng will be able to get Youzhou. After Murong Feng occupies Youzhou, he will have to entangle with the rebels of the Han people, the Karasuma people, and deal with the counterattack of the leopards, I am afraid that he will not have the time and energy to calculate me at that time. It's still the guy who has to be guarded against.

"My lord, Lord Luoluo is here." Tuoba whispered in his ear.

Tuoba Feng looked back. Luo Luo came with dozens of guards and Pegasus. Luo Luo Luo looked at the battle in the horse rejection array with a solemn expression, and asked, "This is the horse rejection array?" ”

"Yes, there are many mountains and forests here, and the trees are inexhaustible, so it is very convenient to be a horse rejection." Tuoba said, "If you want to attack his main formation, the only way to break this rejection formation is to break it first." Last year, we were in Boluo Valley, and for the first time we encountered the rejection of horses, and suffered a great loss. In that battle, the Ritsuri deduction lost 20,000 men, and we lost thousands of men. ”

Luo Luo raised his horsewhip and pointed at the battlefield and said, "Since you have suffered losses, why do you still use such a method to force a breakthrough?" Fighting like this, the losses are too great. ”

Tuoba Feng glanced at him, his face mocking, and did not speak. Tuoba said with a wry smile: "The Han people buried the rejection horse in the soil, it is very difficult to move it, only to kill the blocking Han army in the rejection horse formation at any cost, and then use manpower to open up a road, otherwise, we cannot guarantee that the army can advance and retreat freely." ”

"It takes troops to break the formation, and it also takes troops to rush the formation, if we continue to fight like this, how can we fight Jinyang?"

"My lord, apart from these Yellow Turban Army, there are no troops left in the state." Tuoba said, "The Yellow Turban Army is vulnerable, so you don't need to worry. ”

"Really?" "You see, the Yellow Turban Army in the formation is very tenacious, as if it is not as vulnerable as you think. ”

"Hmph......" Tuoba Feng said disdainfully, "If the Yellow Turban Army were all fighting like this, the Great Han Kingdom would have perished a long time ago, and this state would have been ours a long time ago." ”

Luo Luo nodded and smiled: "Yes, it seems that I am too worried." Do you want to transfer all the armies now? ”

"Not yet." Tuoba Hui said, "If you want to completely break the Han people's rejection array, you must fight at least until night." In order to prevent the Han Chinese from raiding us, it is better to stay behind the army of adults. The divisions were separated by five miles and were stationed along the gallop road, covering each other. ”

"Do you think the Han people still have ambushes?"

"It's better to be on guard." Tuoba Hui pointed to the mountain behind him, "The Han people are very cunning, if they send a force to cut off our retreat, we will not be able to concentrate our forces to break the Yellow Turban Army on the frontal battlefield." Last year, Dong Fatzi, a strong general of the Han people, made a detour to the Great Wall fortress and set up an ambush in Lingwu Valley, if we hadn't been prepared, the loss would have been great. ”

Luo Luo Luo said with a slight mockery: "Hao Shuai is really careful, every step has been calculated. ”

Tuoba Feng looked at him coldly, and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow, we will gather all our forces, kill the Yellow Turban Army, and then go straight to Jinyang." ”

"Okay, listen to you." Luo Luo said with a smile, "Now Taiyuan and Shangdang are full of treasures, and it's itchy to think about it." ”

"Don't grab it first, all good things must be left to the king." Tuoba Feng said with a pun.

"Haha......" Luo Luo laughed, "Danhan Mountain is almost gone, what do you want those treasures for?" Let's take a little more. ”

Tuoba Feng's heart moved, and his eyes were full of suspicion.

The iron horsemen of the Xianbei people all poured into the horse rejection array.

During the Battle of Boluogu, Ritsuri deduced that two or three thousand people rushed into battle each time. The Han soldiers in the rejection array were all gathered in a small group of dozens of people in the small rejection array, and everyone covered each other and cooperated with each other to kill the enemy. However, the Xianbei people were scattered on the paths in the formation and were attacked everywhere, so the Xianbei people soon became outnumbered, and as a result, they were surrounded and killed by the superior forces in the rejection array, and suffered heavy losses. This time, Tuoba Feng learned the lesson of the fiasco of Boluogu, and sent 20,000 people to kill the horse rejection formation at one time. 20,000 Xianbei people were piled up at the front end of the rejection array, and the advantage of local forces was immediately apparent, and the Han troops in each small rejection array not only could not form an effective cooperation, but were divided and surrounded. Now the trail in the horse rejection array is full of Xianbei people, no matter how many Yellow Turban troops you have, you can't kill them. The Xianbei people took advantage of the large number of people, and the soldiers covered each other to attack, killing the Yellow Turban Army in a hurry, and the corpses were all over the field.

Sun Qin stood in the middle of the rejection array, so anxious that he yelled, he kept waving his spear, ordering the soldiers at the back of the rejection array to step forward to support, block, "kill the Xianbei people, kill the ......"

Xianbei people are like the tide, seamless, advancing step by step. When the front one falls, the one behind it will make up for it. They trampled on the bloody corpses of their comrades and fought bravely. The Xianbei people who followed behind jumped off their horses one after another, and several soldiers surrounded a horse and slashed wildly. In accordance with the orders of the chief, they dismantled the horses and cleared the barricades by the fastest and easiest means of destruction.

Wang Dang's spear was also broken, and his sword was also slashed, and his body was dripping with blood, but he was still fighting like a tiger. Several of his own soldiers around him were successively hit by a continuous stream of dense long arrows, and Wang Dang was furious, shouting the names of his comrades while killing even more frantically. "Wang Shuai, hurry up, hurry up, there are no more of our people in the face, they are all dead, they are all dead......" The leader of a hundred-person team dragged a wounded leg, chopped left and right with two knives, and struggled to open a bloody road, and surrounded him with more than a dozen soldiers. Wang Dang's heart was cold, he looked at the dense Xianbei people in front of him, and his scalp was numb. The Xianbei people don't want to die at all, they drive the Han slaves and the Huns who are scattered in the front to kill, as long as there is a back, there is a knife at hand, and the Xianbei cavalry that follows behind is even more indiscriminate between the enemy and me, shooting at will, and the long arrows are dense like rain, endlessly.

"Let's go, Wang Shuai, we're blocking here, you can go quickly, ......" The captain of the hundred people chopped off the enemy's head with a knife, turned around and shouted, "Drag Wang Shuai away, drag it away, it's too late, hurry." ”

"Kill ......" Wang Dang's eyes widened angrily, and he kicked the spear stabbed by the enemy, and it was a knife in the air, "No one is allowed to leave, and they will die here today." He snatched a shield, flew to block a few arrows fired at him, and slashed another. A war horse had its leg cut off and flew into the air with a neigh. Wang Dang couldn't dodge, and with a "boom", half of his body was pressed under the horse, and the back of his head hit the trunk of the tree that rejected the horse, and he fainted. The two soldiers rushed forward and hurriedly dragged him out, and then one held Wang Dang's head, and the other carried two feet, ignoring the fierce arrows behind him, turned around and ran.

The spear pierced through the body of the Captain of the Hundreds, blood spurted, and the Hundred Captains did not snort when he was dying, and he threw the war knife in his hand with all his strength, killing the spearman.

Tuoba Han looked back at the busy Xianbei soldiers behind him, who had cleared the barricades nearly seventy paces away. Tuoba Han licked his lips, sat up straight, raised his knife and shouted: "Blow the trumpet, keep killing, keep killing for me......"

Zhang Yan pointed to the battlefield and shouted: "Beat the drum, tell Sun Prince and Wang Dang, fight back, fight back immediately......"

The Xianbei people are completely desperate to fight, they seem to have made up their minds, even if they finish all 20,000 people, they will also rely on the advantage of a large number of people on the local battlefield to break through the horse rejection formation. Zhang Yan originally planned to use the horse rejection formation to defend for two days, but now it seems that it would be good to be able to hold it until tonight. Zhang Yan walked anxiously around the wooden platform with her hands behind her back, helpless.

"Xianbei people are crazy." Zhang Baiqi sneered, "The people who attacked in front were all Han and Huns, Tuoba Feng didn't care about their lives at all, he just wanted to break through the horse rejection formation as soon as possible." If we continue to fight like this, our men will finish fighting, and the horse rejection formation will be lost. ”

"Do you want to order Deng Ji to spread out a phalanx and immediately reinforce Sun Qin?" Huang Ting twisted his beard and hesitated.

"No, if you dismantle a phalanx, the blocking formation in the middle will be very loose, and it is easy to be quickly broken by the Xianbei Iron Cavalry." Zhang Yan shook his hand and said, "Just fight like this, fight for your life." I will give 20,000 in exchange for 10,000 for him, and I will earn it. ”

"But then, we're going to face off against the Xianbei Iron Rider tomorrow."

"It's a fight tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, I don't care about morning or night. As long as Yang Feng is decisive, we have a chance to win. Zhang Yan glanced at the two of them, and said with a resolute expression, "As long as the Xianbei people are defeated, all the Yellow Turban Army will be killed, and it will be a vigorous thing, and the death is deserved." ”

"Tell Master Xiangkai and ask him to take the disciples of Dazhitang to the battlefield tomorrow to participate in the decisive battle."

"Send someone into the mountain to inform Yang Feng that the horse rejection array will be broken tonight, and tell him to act in advance."

Xu Rong opened his eyes and slowly sat up. After he returned to Yuanping City with his men and horses, he fell asleep. He didn't close his eyes for two days and two nights, and he couldn't support it anymore.

The attendant standing at the door saw that Xu Rong was awake and hurriedly walked in with food. The food was simple, two black cakes, a bowl of water.

"Did you sleep well?" Xu Rong asked with concern.

"I sleep whenever I get the chance, and it's much better than an adult." The squire laughed.

"Is it dark?"

"No, the sun hasn't set yet."

Xu Rong drank the water in one go, and then devoured the black cake in a few bites.

Zuo Yan hurriedly walked in. For this decisive battle, he and Li Wei personally rushed to Yuanping to sit in the town, one was responsible for handling military and political affairs, and the other was responsible for logistics supply.

"Zilie, the Yanmingling Express said that the Xianbei people used 20,000 people to storm the horse rejection array. We can't stop it, and half of the rejection is now gone. ”

As if he hadn't heard, Xu Rong turned around and went to get the armor.

"Your Excellency is going to Yanming Ridge?" Zuo Yan asked.

Xu Rong nodded and said to the attendants: "Tell Lord Ding, gather people immediately, and we will go to Yanmingling." The squire hurried out.

"Junyi, how many people are there in Yuanping City at present?"

"100,000 people." Zuo Yan said, "Now Zhong Yuan is taking them to Wuli Pavilion to carry food and ordnance, and at night, they have to go to the battlefield to carry the dead and wounded, and there is indeed a shortage of personnel. If the Cumulus Ridge goes to war......"

"Where are the 50,000 Tuntian soldiers in Jinyang now?"

"Tang Fang has already taken them and stationed them on the banks of the Hutuo River."

Xu Rong thought for a moment and said, "Order them to immediately deliver food and weapons to Cumulus Ridge." ”

Zuo Yan was taken aback, "My lord, if you send something to the mountain at this time, you will be discovered by the Xianbei people." ”

"Xianbei people are far more resolute and sharp than we imagined." Xu Rong patted Zuo Yan's shoulder, looked at his red and swollen eyes, and comforted, "If you find it, it doesn't matter." You have to pay attention to your body and don't get tired. ”

"Zilie, you have to take care too."

After half a day's rest, the 2,000 soldiers who were evacuated from Yanmen Pass have recovered a lot of physical strength. At this time, they were riding on horseback, all of them looking excited and energetic, full of anticipation for the battlefield they were about to rush to. In order to keep them strong enough to rush to the battlefield, Zuo Yan specially prepared more than 2,000 war horses for them.

Ding Yuan stood at the front of the team, looking at Xu Rong who was gradually approaching, his face was ugly. He came to Yanmen Pass with 3,000 men, and after more than a month of bloody fighting, there were less than 800 people left. He originally thought that Xu Rong would let them stick to Yuanping City and rest for a few days, but he didn't expect that only four hours later, Xu Rong ordered him to assemble his team and go to the battlefield of Yanmingling again. There are 100,000 Yellow Turban troops on Yanming Ridge, is there still a shortage of 2,000 tired soldiers who have withdrawn from Yanmen Pass. He didn't understand what Xu Rong meant, he wanted to ask.

Xu Rong stood in front of the soldiers with gratitude in his eyes.

After several days of fighting and fighting, Xu Rong was very haggard, and his burly body like a door panel became thin. Ding Yuan watched for a long time, sighed, and no longer complained. A lieutenant general leads the whole army of soldiers to fight bloody battles like an ordinary soldier, such a superior, what else can you blame him? Can it still be said that he is ruthless and unrighteous?

Xu Rong patted his horse and approached Ding Yuan, glanced at his injured arm, and whispered, "Lord Ding, you stay." ”

Ding Yuan smiled and said: "I brought out the Hanoi soldiers, although I can't bring them back alive, but at least I have to die with them, otherwise, am I, a Shangguan, still a human being?" Don't worry, I can't fight, but I can hold the flag, and I can charge into battle with my soldiers. ”

A group of generals such as Lu Bu, Zhang Liao, and Zhang Yang, who were following behind Ding Yuan, were shocked when they heard this, and they all showed admiration, and they all bowed to him.

Xu Rong smiled happily, didn't say anything more, turned his horse's head and stood at the forefront of the team, followed by the attendants. Xu Rong looked at the blood-red sunset in the sky, and then slowly raised his right arm and beckoned. The drums of war beat in an instant.

The Han army slowly walked on the galloping road in the city, and the people who heard the drums gathered on the side of the road and watched them leave reluctantly. With tears in their eyes, many waved goodbye to their loved ones in the procession. The families of many soldiers in Yanmen Pass fled to Yuanping City. They used to cry and jump with excitement when they gathered on the side of the road in the morning to see their relatives return safely, but only a few hours later, they watched their relatives rush to the front line to fight. Weeping was heard from the crowd, and a mother followed closely in the procession, crying out her son's name. With tears streaming down his face, the soldier looked at his mother silently and waved his hand gently. The atmosphere in the city was solemn and sad.

Zhang Liao saw his parents and sister from a distance, standing on the side of the road, supporting each other. The mother was crying silently, but her eyes were fixed on her, as if she was worried that she would suddenly disappear. His younger brother Zhang Zhen arrived in Youzhou, but there has been no news so far, and he is going to the front line again, and his life and death are uncertain. Zhang Liao looked at his elderly parents and young sister, remembered the misery of their escape from Mayi all the way south, and remembered their worried faces day and night, his heart ached, and tears suddenly blurred his eyes. He bowed respectfully to his parents, and could no longer bear to look at his grief-stricken mother, and rode away at a gallop.

"Brother......" Hearing the heart-rending cry of his young sister, Zhang Liao's heart ached, and tears fell quietly.

Wuli Pavilion, the camp tents are lined up, the voices of people are boiling, the cars and horses are like clouds, and countless people are running around in a hurry, busy nervously.

Li Wei hit his horse to meet Xu Rong and asked in surprise, "My lord wants to go to the battlefield?" ”

Xu Rong rode away, did not stop, did not answer, just smiled and nodded.

"My lord, when will today's battle end? When will the food be delivered to Yanmingling? ”

"You listen to Lord Zhang's orders, I'm just a soldier who goes to the front line to kill the enemy." Xu Rong waved his horsewhip and said, "Are there enough medical craftsmen and medicinal herbs?" ”

"According to the orders of the adults, everything is ready." Li Wei hesitated for a moment and asked, "My lord, the people and the wounded soldiers are all concentrated here, if Yanmingling ......"

Xu Rong was stunned.

"My lord, in my opinion, it is more appropriate to transport the wounded soldiers into the city for treatment."

Xu Rong looked ahead and said lightly: "I know, you know, all the soldiers on this battlefield know that there is no advance or retreat in this battle, even if we lose, we must let the Xianbei people step on our corpses." He glanced at Li Wei and said with a firm expression, "No one can return to Yuanping City, no." ”

Li Wei stopped and looked at Xu Rong's back as he gradually moved away, his heart was as heavy as lead. The adults rushed to Yanmingling in such a hurry because they didn't have full confidence. He looked up at the fiery sunset on the horizon, as if he saw a bloody battlefield, at this moment, he suddenly thought of Xiao Lan, thought of his beloved wife, he looked at it intently, as if he was drunk, and there was no trace of fear in his heart.

At dusk, fierce battles were raging on Yanming Ridge.

When the Xianbei people attacked to the middle of the rejection formation, they were met with stubborn resistance from the Yellow Turban Army. Sun Qin obeyed Zhang Yan's order, concentrated about 5,000 troops in the rear section of the horse rejection formation and launched a frantic counterattack, and the two sides fought repeatedly like a tug-of-war on the attack surface about a mile long, and no one could take another half step. Due to the excessive damage of the Yellow Turban Army in the early stage, although it occupied the convenience of the horse rejection formation, it was no longer able to repel the Xianbei people. After a period of fierce hand-to-hand combat, the number of the Yellow Turban Army became smaller and smaller, and they were gradually killed by the Xianbei people and retreated step by step.

Wang Dang staggered to the bloody ground, gasping for air. He couldn't remember the first time he had withdrawn to catch his breath, he was covered in blood, and he couldn't tell which was sweat and which was blood. Wang Dang lay on the ground, smelling the pungent bloody air, and stretched out his tongue to lick the sticky bloody soil. He wanted to drink water, and he felt his mouth already burning with thirst, and he took a hard bite of the blood-mixed dirt and chewed it greedily twice. With great difficulty in his hands and feet, Wang Dang struggled to get up and spit out the bitter blood in his mouth. The sound of killing on the battlefield suddenly rushed into his ears like thunder. Heard, he could hear again. Wang Dang raised his head vigorously, and looked around with a pair of dull eyes.

There were running feet everywhere in front of him, blood-red feet stained with blood, and then he saw the soldiers with angry expressions, countless soldiers, all rushing forward, with all kinds of weapons. He saw a soldier being shot by a roaring crossbow arrow, and his running body suddenly flew into the air; He saw a man with his body pierced through by a spear, lying on his back, blood pouring out of his chest like a fountain; He saw that the flag bearer had his hands cut off by a bloody sword, and he was wailing and screaming in pain on the ground, and a Yellow Turban soldier cut off his head with a knife, then lifted his head and rushed up, and slashed the Xianbei man to death with another knife, and then he chopped more than a dozen knives in one breath until the Xianbei man was chopped into pieces. A few spears nailed the madman-like Yellow Turban soldier to the ground, and he was still holding the head of the flag bearer as he died.

Wang Dang smiled weakly, saw the sunset on the horizon, the red clouds, suddenly the sunset turned into a bloody head, the cloud became a river of blood, Wang Dang was startled, blinked hard, but suddenly found that the heaven and earth were quiet, so quiet that there was not even the sound of the wind. Wang Dang shook his head in confusion, and turned his head to look ahead, dead bodies, piled up like a hill. It stretches and bends like a with no edge in sight, a blood-red. Countless people on the embankment were entangled in fighting, pulling, falling, and the dead soldiers flew in the air in various positions, fell, and then fell and bounced in the blood, splashing waves of blood in all directions.

A skull crossed the embankment in a wonderful arc, swirled and shook among the long arrows in the sky, and fell in front of Wang Dang's eyes with beads of blood in the sky. The head bounced a few times, and then rolled to Wang Dang's feet. Wang Dang hesitated for a moment, then reached out and picked it up. It was a skullhead head, the head of a Xianbei man, with a full beard and a mouth wide open, as if it was still screaming miserably.

The terrible screams came from far and near, and suddenly clearly reached Wang Dang's ears, Wang Dang was so shocked that he hurriedly threw away his head and covered his ears. A body fell heavily beside Wang Dang, blood pouring out of his internal organs. Wang Dang's eyes widened suddenly, this was one of his own personal soldiers, a personal soldier who had been with him for three years, he died, he was cut open in the chest and abdomen by the enemy and died. Wang Dang watched silently, his face expressionless, with neither grief nor hatred. The head was lying in the intestines of his own soldier at the moment, and its wide open mouth seemed to be devouring hot blood.

Wang Xuan slowly got up, leaned over and took the war knife from the hand of the soldier, and gently closed his painful eyes, "Brother, you can go." ”

Wang Dang staggered to his feet, looked at the last touch of the sunset in the sky, and suddenly raised his knife and shouted: "Brothers, kill ......"

"Marshal, send reinforcements, send reinforcements." Huang Ting shouted loudly, "Sun Shuai and Wang Shuai can't support it anymore, if we don't send reinforcements, our people will die." ”

Zhang Yan glanced at him indifferently, walked back and forth on the wooden platform with his hands behind his back, and did not say a word. In this way, he walked all afternoon on the wooden platform with his hands behind his back, tirelessly all afternoon.

"My lord, I will take thirty people from the Chinese army down to support and beat the Xianbei people down." Zhang Baiqi said anxiously, "The horse rejection array has been dismantled by the Xianbei people in half, if they are not repelled again, in the middle of the night, this horse rejection array will be dismantled by the Xianbei people." ”

Zhang Yan looked up at the battlefield and asked, "How many people are there there?" ”

"There are probably more than 8,000 more." Huang Ting thought that Zhang Yan was going to send reinforcements, and hurriedly said, "At this time, reinforcements can still stabilize half of the horse rejection formation." ”

Zhang Yan thought for a moment, waved his hand and said, "Order all departments to immediately light the fire in a high place and fight again overnight." ”

"Great marshal......" Huang Ting said angrily, "The soldiers don't eat or drink, and if they continue to fight, they will die." ”

"If we don't eat or drink, will the Xianbei people just eat and drink?" Zhang Yan sneered, "The soldiers have dry food in their pockets, and they can fight again after eating two bites casually, without water, can't the enemy's blood be drunk?" ”

"Order Prince Sun and Wang Dang, swear to fight to the death, and never retreat."

"Marshal, if you continue to fight like this, the Yellow Turban Army will die."

Zhang Yan suddenly smiled miserably, pointed to the 80,000 troops formed into a phalanx under the mountain and said, "Do you think that after this battle, we still have anyone?" ”

Zhang Baiqi and Huang Ting were silent.

"After the 20,000 people are defeated, these 80,000 people will know that there is no advance or retreat in this battle, and there is death and no life." Zhang Yan pointed to the rear of the army and said loudly, "The front is the murderous Xianbei people, and the back is the Hutuo River, entering is also death, retreating is also death, rather than running away and falling into the river and drowning to be a coward, it is better to die vigorously for the sake of the Han Kingdom and be a hero who stands up to the sky." ”

"Fight again, until you die." Zhang Yan suddenly looked back and shouted, "Beat the drums and cheer for the brothers." ”

On the Yanming Ridge, Tuoba Feng sat next to the fire, concentrating on cutting a thin piece of venison with a refined knife, and then stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Tuoba lay reclining opposite, closing his eyes and resting. Tuoba Raccoon hurriedly ran over and said loudly: "My lord, Hao Shuai, this Yellow Turban Army is stronger than the Leopard Army, they will not retreat if they don't hit them hard." My lord, let me lead someone to rush forward. ”

As if he hadn't heard, Tuoba Feng lowered his head and cut the venison in his hand. Tuoba squinted at him and waved his hand, "Order the cavalry to rest." ”

"Hao Shuai......" Tuoba Raccoon opened his eyes angrily and roared loudly, "If you don't support it, Tuoba Han's men and horses will be finished." ”

"It's over." Tuoba turned over and changed to a more comfortable position, and said in a low voice, "It's good to finish fighting." ”

Tuoba Raccoon roared angrily, slashed a punch into the sky, and left in a rage.

Xu Rong slowly approached the fiery battlefield with two thousand soldiers.

The Yellow Turban Army looked at Xu Rong's battle flag, first stunned, then admired, then enthusiastic, raised his arms and shouted. Lord Xu is back, and he, like us, will swear to fight to the death.

In the morning, when Xu Rong returned with the Yanmen Pass soldiers through the battle formation, many Yellow Turban Army soldiers looked at them with extremely complicated eyes. Xu Rong was gone, the Han army at Yanmen Pass was gone, they never came back, they abandoned Yanmen Pass, escaped the pursuit of the Xianbei people, left death to the Yellow Turban Army, and left survival to themselves. But only a few hours later, Xu Rong came back with the soldiers of Yanmen Pass, they did not escape alone, they were like brothers, they came back to fight with themselves, and spent life and death together.

Zhang Yan stood on the wooden platform, looking at the Yellow Turban Army surging like waves, listening to the cheers like a tide, and a smile of relief appeared on her face. If Master Xiangkai fought on the tragic battlefield with a long sword in his hand, how excited and brave would the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army be?

"Tell Lord Xu and let him immediately reinforce the Horse Rejection Formation."

Xu Rong smiled and waved his hand to greet the cheering Yellow Turban soldiers while riding his horse slowly.

Ding Yuan followed behind him and looked at the young Zhonglang General with admiration. This unknown Zhonglang general, with only one battle flag and 2,000 soldiers, won the respect of tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army officers and soldiers, and aroused the enthusiasm and morale of tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army soldiers.

In the thunderous cheers of the Yellow Turban Army, the soldiers of Yanmen Pass were excited, and their blood was boiling, eager to step onto the battlefield in one step and start the bloody killing.

The cheers in the Yellow Turban Army shocked the Xianbei people.

Tuoba Feng listened intently for a while, then put down the knife in his hand and stood up. He looked at the battlefield in the firelight and whispered, "The Yellow Turban Army has come to help." ”

Tuoba Hui propped up the ground with both hands, frowned and looked at the position of the Yellow Turban Army in the distance, looked at it for a long time, and said: "Let Tuoba Raccoon Dog attack, and we must take the Horse Rejection Formation today." ”

Xu Rong and Lu Bu were on the left, Zhang Liao was on the side, and each side brought a thousand people, roaring like two sharp arrows and rushing into the horse rejection formation.

The Yellow Turbans received support, the pressure suddenly decreased, the killing voice rose sharply, and the momentum of the attack rose higher and higher.

At this moment, the horses' hooves roared, the iron horses surged, and Tuoba Raccoon Dog led 5,000 men and horses to kill like a mad race.

The two sides fought bloody battles again, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Xu Rong has a halberd in one hand and a war knife in the other, calling forward, brave and invincible. Lu Bu was even more unstoppable, and every time the halberd was struck, several people would die. Lu Bu was ruthless, killed many enemies, and was frantically besieged by the Xianbei people. He was not afraid, the halberd flew up and down, swept and slashed, and the Xianbei people around him were in the sky and underground for a while, screaming and howling, and they were splashed with blood and died. A Xianbei man flew down from his horse, and before his hands could grab Lu Bu's shoulders, he flew up and kicked him into the air. Xianbei people were horrified, and they no longer dared to get close, so they scattered and fled.

The strong Yanmen Pass soldiers marched forward bravely and fought fiercely. The Xianbei people also killed red eyes, gritted their teeth, roared again and again, and swore to kill.

The strong attack momentum of the Yellow Turban Army was repelled by the tide of Xianbei people in a blink of an eye.

Yang Feng sat on an unknown hill in Wushan, looked at the dark mountains in the distance, and said to the generals behind him with a smile: "If I die, you will bury me here, I think the scenery of this place is good." ”

"What kind of joke are you talking about?" Liang Baiwu frowned and said, "We haven't started fighting yet, so let's say that it is unlucky to say that it is not dead or not." ”

Yang Feng laughed, waved his hand and said, "Okay, good, don't say it, it's unlucky." I called you here because the first battle of Yanmingling was unfavorable, and the commander asked us to attack in advance. ”

"Lost today?"

"The marshal sent someone to deliver the news, saying that the horse rejection array will be broken by the Xianbei people tonight." Yang Feng sighed, "The attack power of the Xianbei people is really sharp, and such a big horse rejection array can't stop them for two days." ”

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