Chapter 180 Don’t mess with the veteran, let’s fight for the upper hand
The night sky was red with fire and thick smoke was billowing.
When the fallen leaves that have been squeezed all year round encountered the fire, some burned, and some smoked out choking smoke, bringing up huge clouds of smoke. In the dense smoke, the Wei soldiers raised their sleeves to cover their faces. With their mouths and noses closed, their eyes full of panic, they pushed each other and squeezed below or above. The road in the mountains where only three people could walk side by side was so crowded that there was no way to pass.
Subsequently, many people were covered in thick smoke, countless coughing sounds kept ringing inside, and breathing became extremely difficult. Those who were lucky enough to escape had tears and snot flowing out of their faces.
More people suffocated in the thick smoke and fell one after another in panic.
Wang Tai, the frontline general at the bottom, was being guarded by his own soldiers as he fled down the mountain. More than a thousand people escaped with him, standing at the foot of the mountain, looking desperately at the fire spreading from all sides. The soldiers were rolling on the ground in a heart-rending manner, their eyelids were twitching wildly, and then the soldiers who were screaming were swallowed up by the flames, their bodies gradually curled up with heat, and they twitched on the ground until it was completely black.
The front line of 10,000 soldiers and horses was handed over to him, but now only more than 1,000 people escaped. In the face of the huge mountain fire, all 9,000 people were killed in the sea of fire.
He immediately led more than a thousand people with low morale and hurried back, not even going to the previous camp, and drove straight towards the general in the rear.
Half way, they met Chen Zao who came for reinforcements and the two thousand soldiers and horses he brought with him. The latter looked at the almost illuminated night sky in the north and sat on his horse in a dull manner. .
“Go back to camp——” Wang Tai’s eyes were red from the smoke. He roared through gritted teeth and urged his horse to gallop. When he passed Chen Zao, he shouted again: “Go back to General Chen!”
In the mountains and forests to the west of the vast wilderness, figures of people and horses walked out, extending to the left and right, numbering two thousand in number.
The leading general, with silver armor, silver helmet, and green sword, reached out and pulled out the gentian gun stuck on the ground in front of him, and urged the white horse under him to walk slowly, staring closely at the firelight. In the wilderness, the crowd turned around, their gray beards and hair gently caressed by the wind.
His voice was cold: "A group of cattle and sheep."
Next to him, Zhang Yi, the deputy general who also came on horseback, gripped his spear tightly, looked at the enemy troops turning in the field, and narrowed his eyes. As if he had found an opportunity to fight, he echoed: "A group of cattle and sheep!"
Then he raised his spear.
Two thousand soldiers and horses stretched out to the left and right, and one thousand five hundred people followed the two on foot, gradually accelerating. The remaining five hundred people pushed up the four riprap carts that had been assembled, adjusted, and Stirring... The light of the lit torch fell on the tung oil-drenched stone. Soon, the soldiers on the side slashed with their swords.
Bang!
The boulder wrapped in flames rose into the sky.
In the distance, Chen Zao and Wang Tai, who were turning in the field, first noticed some firelight in their peripheral vision. The moment they turned their heads, four fireballs flew into the sky, and the firelight streaked across the sky. The ground below was illuminated by a dark figure coming towards them.
The moment the fireball fell, 1,500 Youyan soldiers ran wildly, their light cavalry shouting and firing their guns.
"Enemy..."
A soldier screamed loudly. In the next second, four fireballs smashed into the crowd. Accompanied by several sounds of broken bones, the stone bullets dragged the firelight in the crowd. Get out two feet.
In the moment of confusion, panic, and shouting, the 1,500 Youyan soldiers rushed into the chaotic crowd of more than 3,000 people. They slashed wildly with swords and stabbed with spears, leaving flesh and blood. The explosions are all splashing on the front line.
"You, a veteran, dare to charge into battle!" Wang Tai had already been holding back his anger. When he saw the general in silver armor and white robes, he cursed and ran towards the opponent. Chen Zao also tightened his grip. Keep up.
Veteran?
Zhao Yun's face suddenly showed an angry look. He pointed a finger and asked Zhang Yi to lead the troops to fight. He rushed towards the two people running towards him, pulled out the green sword from his waist, a spear in one hand, and a Han sword in the other.
——The combination of gun and sword!
"You are asking for death!" At the moment when the three horses collided, Wang Tai's whole body swelled, and he threw a short hammer at Zhao Yun, and the blade in his other hand brought out a blade of light; Chen Zaobong The other side galloped with a horse, holding a pair of long hook blades in both hands, sealing Zhao Yun's right side.
Time seems to slow down in an instant.
The flying hammer was thrown away by a spear. Zhao Yun used his waist strength to swing the gentian across and hit the hook blade on the right side. He tilted his body to the left and slashed the sword with the green sword in his left hand. There was a bang, and half of the blade was whirling. At the same time, the sword blade directly passed through Wang Tai's waist and ribs. The three horses crossed each other and a horse's head came out. Zhao Yun turned sideways and raised his arms. The gentian was almost twisted in mid-air and brought up. Afterimage, the gun head hit Chen Zao hard on the back of the head.
The three horses passed by each other completely, and the two generals fell down on the backs of the galloping horses. One of the waist ribs was torn open and internal organs and broken bones were visible. One of the iron helmets was dented, and the eyeballs were broken out of the sockets and hung on the cheeks.
Hmph!
Old?
Zhao Yun's horse did not stop, leaving a cold snort, holding a gun and sword in each hand, leaping into the chaotic Wei army. ……
"Why are my eyelids always twitching?"
Since Chen Zao led the troops out, Chen Quan has been sitting behind the long desk, a little restless and unable to sleep at all. Even if the order of martial law in the camp was issued, he It's also impossible to fall asleep.
Soon, the staff who patrolled the camp came back, and he expressed his uneasiness.
"The general's order has been issued and the matter has come to this. The general can only wait for the news to come back. Even though the general is worried, he can't change it." The staff sighed inwardly. He had wanted to stop it just now, but he could put it in front of him. A great victory, who doesn’t want to expand the results?
Even if it’s the opponent’s plan, I guess my general will take the gamble.
At the moment, he could only hope that the other party was indeed as he thought, with only 5,000 men and horses, and they were killed and fled in a rout.
The camp was quiet, and the occasional patrolling footsteps would make the two people in the tent worried. Soon, a fast horse came back, gave the signal to enter the camp from a distance, and then rushed in Yuanmen.
The scout above was carrying two arrows. Before he reached the middle tent, he fell off his horse and was carried by the soldiers to the main tent.
Chen Quan hurriedly stepped forward and saw that the scout was covered in blood and had black marks on his face.
"General Qi... General Wang was ambushed... Nine thousand soldiers and horses were burned... General Wang and General Chen joined forces and were ambushed halfway... The two generals fought Die..."
"Ah!"
After hearing this, Chen Quan staggered and almost fell to the ground.
The bonfire in the camp shone into the tent curtains, patrolling figures moved around, and from time to time scouts rushed back to report the news. Chen Quan's angry curses suddenly sounded in the tent. When the camp became noisy, people in the distance were heard. The figure pressed through the low green grass, and the three thousand Youyan soldiers who were marching quietly spread over. In their eyes, there was a camp with firelight.
The general named Qi Youhu rushed forward with a big gun and whispered: "Get ready..."
"Finally we have won a battle." Zhong Ji followed with a long knife. On the side, he frowned: "Three thousand people rush into the camp of eight thousand people, don't let everyone die!"
Cao Lingchi got on his horse, a little timid and a little excited. He turned his head, and the tall figure rode forward slowly on the black horse and came to the front of the three generals.
The dark war horse was restless and breathing heavily. Su Chen, wearing an animal head and mountain armor on his shoulders, reached out and patted its neck to make it quiet.
Immediately, I raised my eyes slightly. In the camp with a size of ten thousand people, the figures walking around were vaguely visible in the light of the fire, and the flags that were not yet dry were hanging down on the side of the central tent.
The mountain breeze blew, and the white fur collar on his body fluttered slightly in the wind.
“Ready!”
Su Chen whispered something about the cart hidden in the forest. The Taoist priest removed the three sticks of incense from the torch, blew on the sparks, and then thrust it into the soil beside the cart.
Ahead.
Su Chen's body trembled slightly. When he opened his eyes, he saw the bones of tens of millions of people who had accumulated great military achievements. He stared at everything, looking at the camp below. He stretched out his hand to grab it. There were soldiers. Give me a big gun.
The moment he grasped the barrel of the gun, he urged the war horse to move forward with iron hooves. There were no gorgeous or inspiring words in his mouth, only three simple words.
“Follow me!”
The feet in the stirrups touched the horse's belly, and rushed out with a bang. The churning iron hoofs dug into the soil, and when they stepped out, they turned up the mud and made a deafening sound of the horse's hoofs.
——Admiral Tiance!
At that moment, three thousand soldiers and horses moved and rushed directly below, filled with murderous intent!
(End of this chapter)