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With Yu Ban's loud shout, the two thousand Praetorian Guards started to brush together, the cavalry was slow to fast, and the full set of bright light armor was like a dazzling sea of light under the movement, and the people who moved faster and faster and even flashed couldn't open their eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The three thousand Han Chinese troops could only be driven forward with their eyes closed under the strong beam of light, and Yang Ren also closed his eyes and let the horses carry him forward, and before he knew it, Yang Ren was charging at the forefront of the three thousand infantry.

The 2,000 Praetorian Guards were equipped according to the standard of ironclad horses, which were invincible in this era, and they were a waste of luxury.

Yu Ban did not rush forward to kill Yang Ren but controlled the speed of the horse, a set of iron armor of the Praetorian Guard weighed dozens of catties, the equipment of the Praetorian Guard added up to more than 100 catties, plus nearly 200 catties of people, even the good horses produced in the horse farm could not withstand the long-term charge, so Yu Ban must be sympathetic to the horse's physical strength.

Yang Ren felt that the beam of light was getting stronger and stronger, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, he found that he had already walked to the front of the troops, and his heart palpitated, and he hurriedly looked back at the infantry under the command of the governor to catch up.

As soon as he turned around, several javelins were thrown in front of him, one through Yang Ren's neck and tied to the horse, one through Yang Ren's arm and stabbed into the lower abdomen, and one fixed his other hand in the air, and even the horse was shot several times.

Such a tragic situation fell in the eyes of the foot soldiers behind Yang Ren, and immediately caused a panic among the three thousand foot soldiers.

The lieutenant general in the army said, "Raise your shield, keep the formation, and continue to advance." ”

Zhang Lu was born as a thief in the Five Buckets of Rice, so there were many Five Bucket Rice disciples in the Hanzhong Army, and it was these disciples who supervised and bewitched them, so that these three thousand foot soldiers did not disperse.

"Save arrows."

Yu Ban looked at the poorly equipped Hanzhong army and shouted.

Because of their heavy cavalry background, the Praetorian Guards never had all the equipment, and the equipment that was too heavy was too horsepower-consuming.

Two thousand chain ironclad heavy cavalry rushed into the three thousand foot soldiers so brutally, first of all, Yang Ren's horse was trampled into flesh, and Yang Ren's body was snatched back by his henchmen.

Then the charge of the hoplite cavalry rushed directly to a large area, only to see the sword light shining, and blood arrows and skulls and stumps rose into the sky.

"No, no."

The deputy general had never seen such a brutal tactic, and was hacked to death in a cry in his heart, the main general and the deputy general were all killed, and the disciples who enclosed the Five Dou Mi Dao were also killed, and the three thousand Han soldiers chose to flee without hesitation.

No matter how slow the speed of the heavy cavalry is, the speed of four legs is faster than that of two legs after all, especially once the cavalry rushes forward, it is difficult to slow down for a while, and even surrender cannot stop the speed of the horse.

The rout of the infantry soldiers of the three thousand Han is destined to be a bloody road paved with flesh and blood.

"Ugh!"

Zhang Wei and Yang Ang admit that they have been fighting on the battlefield for many years, even if the regular army of the imperial court exterminated the Yellow Turban Rebellion, they were not so brutal, and the Lu Cheng army was invincible!

Zhang Wei watched the three thousand foot soldiers gradually fall at the feet of the two thousand hoplites, and his heart and liver were twitching, what should he do now? Escape?

Yang Ang is Yang Song's younger brother, he does not rely on bravery like Yang Ren to ascend to the position, but relies on drilling the camp and a little cleverness to flatter Yang Song, Yang Song saw that this battle was easy before sending him to the battlefield.

Yang Ang saw that Zhang Wei was suppressed by the scene in front of him and was suspected of retreating, and persuaded him, "Lord Sacrificial Wine, although the Lu Cheng Army is strong, but you and I fled without a fight, how do you face the lord when you return to Hanzhong?" ”

Zhang Wei trembled when he was reminded by Yang Angyi, he is not Zhang Lu's own brother, what about Zhang Lu's own brother in Liu Yan's hands? His father is Zhang Xiu, the second generation of Heavenly Master of Wudou Midao, the actual founder, and Zhang Jiao and Luo Yao are equally famous, Zhang Lu killed Zhang Xiu to become the third generation of Heavenly Master, if he returns without a fight, Zhang Lu may not show mercy.

"Sima Yang, what should you do?"

In the face of Zhang Wei's humble consultation, Yang Angmo held his short beard and said, "Lord Sacrificial Wine, if you withdraw, don't say that the Lucheng army can catch up, just say that this withdrawal, the army's heart will be in chaos, and there will be hundreds of miles of dangerous roads in the Praise Valley, how many escapees are there?" 20,000 elites are defeated without a fight, the lord must blame you and me, since they all have a reputation for defeat, it is better to be defeated. ”

"Defeated?"

Zhang Wei stared at Yang Ang with wide eyes, if he really failed, would Zhang Lu let him go?

Yang Ang understood Zhang Wei's heart, and said, "Lord Sacrificial Wine, the Lucheng Army is the elite of the world, Xianbei and the Huns, even if it is the world's famous Xiliang Iron Cavalry, is it defeated in its hands?" The Lord of the Wine Festival fought with the Lucheng army, and the victory was extremely glorious, and the defeat was still glorious. ”

Defeat or glory?

Yang Ang's words made Zhang Wei's eyes light up, he Zhang Wei was not afraid that one day he would be Zhang Lu's ghost, once he became famous, unless Zhang Lu didn't want five buckets of rice Dao, he would never kill himself.

"Okay."

Zhang Wei nodded, and said to Yang Ang, "Please ask Sima to supervise the army and fight with the Lucheng army, and a certain will fight for Sima Du, and this battle must play the prestige of the Hanzhong army." ”

"Whoa!"

Yang Ang was a little dumbfounded, he was not good at fighting Zhang Wei and let him fight, thinking of what he said just now, Yang Ang understood that this was using the life of the Hanzhong Army to enhance Zhang Wei's reputation, anyway, it was not himself who died, Yang Ang readily agreed.

"All of them are killed by a certain person, those who retreat are beheaded, those who are cowardly and not the former are killed, those who disturb the morale of the army are killed, those who kill one person will be rewarded with five buckets of rice, and those who kill the first general of the Lucheng army will be rewarded with five stones of rice."

Yang Ang executed several military marquis who were afraid of the enemy with vigorous means, and sent heralds to shout rewards and punishments.

Don't think that five buckets of rice is less, in Hanzhong five buckets of rice is particular, all those who enter the five buckets of rice must pay five buckets of rice teaching fees, after Zhang Lu secession, five buckets of rice Taoists can not pay taxes, five stone rice can do middle-level management.

Yang Ang offered such a high reward, even in the face of a chain of heavy cavalry, the Hanzhong army was willing to fight.

"Kill!"

The Hanzhong army could only rush to the Praetorian Guard in front of the overseer and the huge reward, but they slapped on the stones like waves in the sea and dissipated with countless splashes.

The power of faith was incomparably strong at this moment, and the numb soldiers of the Hanzhong army rushed towards the Praetorian Guards one after another, and 14,000 people desperately fought in front of the two thousand Praetorian Guards.

Fresh lives were lost in front of the Praetorian Guard, but the Praetorian Guard was indifferent, this is the meaning of elite, if the ordinary troops had been killed by this group of people who were not afraid of death.

Yu Ban is like a spiritual pillar, always fighting on the front line, and the Praetorian Guards, who have been brainwashed by various military disciplines, also numb to follow Yu Ban wielding a knife.

Before nightfall, there was finally no longer a single soldier in front of the Praetorian Guard, and only Zhang Wei's 3,000 cavalry remained.

Yang Ang licked his lips and said, "Lord Sacrificial Wine, withdraw!" If you don't withdraw, you and I will have to fill in here. ”

Zhang Wei pushed Yang Ang and said to the generals under his command, "The Lu Cheng army is exhausted, their knives have been blunt, their armor has been weak, and the horses are no longer able to fight. ”

Zhang Wei took the lead in rushing towards Lu Chengjun.

Yang Ang looked at the three thousand Hanzhong cavalry who did not hesitate, and said, "Devils, devils, all devils." ”

As everyone knows, the devil in Zhang Wei's heart was released by him.

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