After Li Hu saw the signal of the Cloud-Piercing Arrow, he finally led the entire Feilong Army, 237 people, back to the Chinese Army from the cracks in the battlefield.
Li Hu, as an old brother from Linzhong Juyi, was actually the best cavalry commander among them. How could he reach this position in the army and take charge of the first cavalry battalion in the army because of his rank? .
He saw the crisis from the Cloud Piercer Arrow.
When the king used to train them to ride suddenly, he did use whistle arrows to command them, and the cloud-piercing arrows were also used as signals to gather troops. But now that the war has reached this point, what enemy is there that is worthy of them gathering all the cavalry to fight? Moreover, this is obviously the king's intention to lead the assault cavalry in a collective charge.
What is the king's status now? The son of a thousand pieces of gold, the son of ten thousand pieces of gold, is not worth comparing with the king. The king is the king with the hope of millions of people, and he still wants to come to the front in person?
The staff of the Chinese army would know this truth, and the king has never been a hero.
So now when the cloud-piercing arrow rings, it must be a major event that really affects the success or failure of the war.
Sure enough, when Li Hu rushed to the front of the Chinese army's banner with the fire seeds of the Feilong Army, there was already a sea of cavalry here.
The Tiande Army, Tianwei Army and other assault cavalry troops have arrived, and they are stepping up their rest and preparation.
The auxiliary troops of the sudden cavalry battalion were either reinstalling horseshoes on the war horses, or feeding the war horses with fried beans. They even fed them eggs that some people were reluctant to eat.
After a while, these war horses are needed to charge bravely.
After Li Hu arrived with more than 200 horses, the auxiliary soldiers from his camp also came up to hold the horses and began to take care of them.
From time to time, sobs could be heard coming from these auxiliary soldiers.
This is because they learned that their regular soldiers had died in battle. The relationship between the regular soldiers and the auxiliary soldiers in the cavalry is very close, because the lives of the regular soldiers depend on the horses they sit on, so those who can let others get close to their horses must not be trusted.
Therefore, many cavalrymen often recruit people from the countryside or directly call their tribesmen as their auxiliaries.
This is also the reason why these auxiliary soldiers cannot bear the sadness, because what they have lost is their real relatives.
This is the cruelty of war.
After Li Hu handed the reins to his brother Li Zhang, he hurried to the high platform.
There, Zhang Chong was making preparations for the final charge.
The Zhen sisters, who have been with the army, are doing the final maintenance on the armor. They both come from noble families and can do these things.
They wiped the mirror armor that was pitted with arrows, making the armor that accompanied Zhang Chong in the bloody battle shine brightly.
Zhen Mi touched these arrow pits, imagining the heroic appearance of the man in front of him on the battlefield, and couldn't help but think:
"He must be working very hard too."
Zhen Jiang was more direct than her sister. After wiping her armor, she bowed down and said:
"Your Majesty, your clothes and armor have been wiped clean."
Zhang Chong was drinking honey water. After listening to Zhen Jiang’s words, he smiled and said:
"Thank you."
Maybe no one had ever said this to Zhen Jiang in her life. Her face suddenly turned red to the roots of her ears. When she saw that the generals had already climbed onto the wooden platform one after another, she retreated with her sister.
There is no equality in this world, at least for Zhen Jiang.
At home, she is the eldest sister and superior to her younger siblings. As for her brother and mother, she was inferior and in a dominated position. For example, during this "marriage", her mother and brother would not ask her thoughts at all.
As for the servants at home, they were not even qualified to raise their heads in front of Zhen Jiang, let alone say thank you to Zhen Jiang.
Therefore, Zhang Chong's thank you to herself gave her a very novel and touching feeling.
Looking at the back of the tall man on the stage, Zhen Jiang raised his head for the first time and took note of his appearance seriously.
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After the Zhen sisters retreated, Zhang Chong continued to drink the honey water.
It's not that he, Zhang Chong, has fallen so low that he wants to be like Yuan Gongdao. He still wants to enjoy himself even when the war conditions are difficult. This is his physical savings.
Although Zhang Chong's physical strength has reached inhuman levels due to the power of his system. But he is still material, and his energy supply system is still the same as before, so in order to cope with the high-intensity battles ahead, he must accumulate enough glucose to have enough physical strength.
In this era of scarcity, only honey water can provide such calories.
So Zhang Chong is drinking honey water non-stop, and down below, the generals who are fighting each other also have a gourd of honey water, all of which are prepared for Zhang Chong. Of course, they can drink it themselves.
After all, no one knows how long it will take Zhang Chong to charge later.
When the last Cavalry General Xi Shen arrived, all eight Cavalry Generals were present.
They all reported the remaining strength of each battalion to Zhang Chong, and finally the total strength of the cavalry was 2,900. Then adding the 500 generals and 200 armored cavalry under the Chinese army's tent, Zhang Chong can now dispatch 3,600 cavalry to charge.
This force may seem small in number, but in fact anyone who takes a look at the dark armored cavalry under the high platform will know how earth-shattering this force is.
However, no matter what, when I think that these cavalry are about to charge the Han army's front line of nearly 30,000 people, the excitement will fade away.
With 3,600 cavalry against the Han army of more than 30,000 people. This level of difficulty could only be matched by Xiang Yu in the Battle of Julu in the past.
After the assault cavalry generals arrived, Zhang Chong briefly talked about the current situation and the war arrangements.
In short, thousands of words converge into one sentence, that is where the apricot yellow banner is, and that is the direction in which the entire army is charging. There is no division of troops and no coordination. There is only one tactic, attack.
Defeat the Han army and defeat their last chance.
Time was urgent, so Zhang Chong made the final arrangements for Yu Jin on the side.
After he leads the cavalry to charge, the command and dispatch of the entire army will be handed over to Yu Jin. Zhang Chong believed in Yu Jin's ability and handed over the command of the entire army to him.
Yu Jin kowtowed, took the ax, military accessories, and golden arrows from Zhang Chong's hand, and officially took over the command of the army.
Zhang Chong will eventually leave behind hundreds of Hengchang generals to serve as Yu Jin's messengers.
In this case, the real strength of Zhang Chong's troops is 3,500 cavalry.
Without any unnecessary words, Zhang Chong paid his respects to He Kui, Xun You, Zhao Da, Gao Sheng, Dong Zhao, Tian Feng, Ju Shou and other staff, and said solemnly:
"I'll leave it to you."
The staff headed by He Kui all gathered their clothes and bowed to Zhang Chong:
"Your Majesty, for the livelihood of the common people and for the people, does not shy away from the sharp edge and goes to the target in person. It is a pity that the ministers are too weak to hold on to the saddle and carry the saddle with them. I can only pray for the King in my heart. I pray that heaven will not abandon our people and leave our virtues in the world for three thousand years." Come on, the world has been unfair for a long time, and now the king has betrayed the hearts of thousands of people, swinging the ax and ax, and changing the world. I don't know how to be invincible. Therefore, the only thing I have to do is to wait here for the king to win. And yet.”
Zhang Chong listened quietly to the farewell words of these staff, and felt warm in his heart.
At this moment, the boundary between upper and lower is not clear. This is a group of people whose hearts are close to each other, giving each other confidence and strength.
Maybe they are the kind of like-minded people.
You must know that many of these people in front of you are the opposite of the Guizhou leader group represented by the Taishan Army, but among them there are still a group of people who care about the world.
It cannot be said that this was not greatly influenced by Zhang Chong.
Zhang Chong used his sincerity and public spirit to practice something that everyone in the world has thought about but has never been able to do, that is, to return to the era of communes, where everyone worked, everyone kept warm, and there was no oppression. era.
Ideals are always like a big sun, shining and attracting those who still long for light in their hearts.
One person collects firewood and can only burn it into a torch, which only illuminates a small area. But what if there are ten people? What about a hundred people? What about tens of millions of people?
How could these torches not be as bright as the stars in the sky, lighting up the whole world?
And if this is not one generation, not two generations, not three generations, but a spark passed from generation to generation, then how do you know that this starry sky will not become the great sun that will burn forever?
Yes, yes, there will always be people telling you that this is unrealistic and that it is a dream after all.
But can everything in this world really not change? Has everything in this society been like this since ancient times? Isn’t this all created by humans?
Chasing your dreams will always change your reality. Those who cling to reality will eventually find that reality has become the ideal of those who come after them.
Therefore, Zhang Chong, you must win. Because you are no longer a person, and what you shoulder is no longer the ambition of a family, but the expectations of the world.
So, on the 11th day of the eighth month in the first year of Taiwu, I came to Zhongren Pavilion.
The king held the banner and rushed forward, and the armies advanced one after another.
...At the highest point of the Zhongren Pavilion, there is still the "Lu Han" banner.
Lu Zhi was dancing with excitement. He finally received the news that reinforcements from Hejian had arrived to the east of the battlefield.
This made Lu Zhi, who was originally depressed and desperate, suddenly cheer up.
But at this time, he also saw changes in the battlefield.
The cavalry unit of the Taishan Army on the opposite side obviously received the signal of the cloud-piercing arrow, and then returned to the enemy's apricot-yellow banner like a hundred streams flowing into the sea.
That apricot-yellow scroll is really annoying. On the one hand, it has the four words "Practice for Heaven" written on it. On the other hand, the color always makes him feel eyesore. The color seems to be those people who bend down and face the loess all day long. , a Guizhou farmer with his back burned by the flames.
The yellow Guizhou farmer bends down and carries the Yanyan emperor on his back. Isn't this the law of destiny?
These rebellious and ignorant people dare to pretend to be God's will. Whose God do they deserve and whose way do they follow?
But fortunately, all the farce will end at this moment.
Even though Lu Zhi knew that the little thief Zhang was gathering the cavalry for the final charge, Lu Zhi didn't care. This is just like what the "Book of Changes" that he is good at says, whether it is extremely peaceful or not. The crazy blow from the opposite side was just the final madness.
Everything will be corrected when reinforcements from Hejian arrive.
All this damn thing will come back.
Of course, Lu Zhi was not careless. He had already ordered the officials in Junzi Camp to send orders to various ministries, telling them that reinforcements had arrived. As long as they withstood the enemy's last round of attacks, victory would be theirs.
In this way, the officers and soldiers of each Junzi camp carried the arrows on the battlefield and passed the general's order to the hands of the generals of each camp, even though in the process, officers and soldiers of the Junzi camp were shot to death one after another.
But just looking at the cheers of the Han troops on the front line of the battlefield, I knew that it was all worth it.
At this time, Lu Zhi had already seen the "Hejian", "Bohai", "Anping" and other Dajun flags from the east, and the Hejian Corps finally arrived.
At this time, Lu Zhi couldn't hold back anymore. He took instant noodles and gently tapped his son's pocket below, feeling very happy:
"Haha, kid, look at this battlefield more. I'm afraid you'll never see such a scene of martial arts again. After all, this troubled world was finally brought to an end by your parents. Haha"
After being beaten, Lu Yu raised his head and stared at the battlefield in front of him under the banner of his father.
Then he saw a scene that he would never forget.
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What is the enemy of ten thousand people?
This was what Taishi Ci, an old Northern Army official who taught arts in the countryside, asked him after he defeated three of his disciples with the sword in his hand.
The young Taishi Ci was sharp and high-spirited. He replied like this:
"With this sword, I can defeat ten thousand people. I will roam the world and be the enemy of ten thousand people."
Later, after being beaten up by ten of his classmates, he learned the most important lesson in his life the hard way.
That is, the sword is a skill for one person to defeat, and it is not necessary to learn. The strategy of war is a skill for tens of thousands of enemies, and it is the real importance of the country.
But on this day, I don’t know what era name to use. In short, in the battle of Zhongrenting, which was destined to go down in history, Taishi Ci knew that he had learned wrongly. It turned out that there were really ten thousand enemies in this world!
Unfortunately, this person is on the opposite side.
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The sun is already high in the sky, and the heat in Zhongren Pavilion is suffocating.
Birds and beasts have fled the area, but the beetles living on the soil, grass, and trees are chirping unbridled.
The earth is shaking, no, to be precise, the heaven and the earth are shaking.
A large cavalry army was assembled in the center.
At this moment, there is a big sun in the sky and a big sun on the ground. This big sun is releasing the most dazzling light and heat on this battlefield.
Light is the armor of Mount Tai's warriors; heat is the breath of Mount Tai's warriors and horses.
Everyone looked feverishly at the apricot-yellow banner that was at the forefront of the entire army.
They couldn't see the king, but they knew that under the big banner, it must be their king.
The king they served and died for.
You have to ask them why?
For righteousness? For profit? For love?
They couldn't answer. They only knew that the king's kindness was not over yet.
If you fight for the king in this life, even if you go to the underworld, you will still have to gather under this apricot-yellow banner for ghosts and heroes to fight for this great cause.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from the front, coming from under the apricot-yellow blanket.
All the sounds on the battlefield were suppressed and stunned by this huge roar.
The soldiers were beating wildly with panic, and the cows and horses were so frightened that they turned over their hooves.
Lu Zhi was so frightened that the instant noodles in his hand dropped to the ground, but no one noticed.
Because immediately after, this huge roar said this sentence:
"Three thousand years of injustice have brought the fate of a billion people. Today, I, Zhang Chong, will walk the right path for you."
The sound was so loud that everyone in the entire battlefield could hear it clearly. It even seems to penetrate time and space, conveying to those unfair and humiliating souls.
Otherwise, why would these words reach the soul so directly?
Then, all the Han troops heard:
"Today, I, Zhang Chong, will charge first for all of you. Who is willing to join me?"
The Han troops could no longer hear the sound that followed.
But in that Taishan Army Cavalry Group, there was a loud shout:
"I, Li Damu, would like to follow the king and charge forward!"
"I, Dian Wei, would like to follow your Majesty, charge forward!"
"I, Zhao Yun..."
"I am Li Hu..."
"I am Xu Huang..."
Countless names, countless heroes, holding up the horses in their hands, shouting loudly, looking up to the sky and roaring.
Afterwards, all the Taishan troops on the battlefield knelt on the ground and shouted at the apricot-yellow paper:
"I am willing to follow the king and fight!"
Under countless military flags and on the high platform, Yu Jin, along with a group of generals and staff, knelt on the ground. They faced the apricot-yellow road and roared loudly:
"We are willing to follow the king and fight to the death."
The heroic spirit of the ages is all present in this moment, in the Zhongren Pavilion.
The Han army was so angry that they fell silent.
Then, the heaven and the earth moved.
The apricot-yellow banner was moving forward rapidly, and the light was like lightning, rushing towards the Han army's position.
In front of the big banner is Zhang Chong, who is wearing mirror armor and an apricot yellow cloak, holding a fine iron horse in his hand.
Under the big banner, the one carrying the banner is Li Damu, and it is Zhao Yun and his two hundred armored cavalry.
The people guarding this banner were Dian Wei, Cai Que, and four hundred generals including Cheng Pu, Han Dang, and Chang Diao.
Behind the banner is the captain of the Eighth Army, a hero of 2,900 cavalry.
There are poems:
"Four hundred years have passed in our country, covering 20,000 miles of mountains and rivers. The soldiers and horses painted Confucian crowns proudly. I drew swords and watched them in the wild at night with broken lamps. Some of them were built as Han official pavilions."
Another poem is:
"Tiger and leopard at the pass, jackal sucking blood, where are the remonstrances? The hero rises up, with nine apricot sticks, pointing the sword at the three rivers. The wind and thunder are shaking, and the man stands in the pavilion, and the husband rises. Now on this dusty day in the morning, the three armies are shouting songs of gratitude together, Hit the pavilion with your life.”
Look at today, who is the opponent of the world’s heroes?
Ask the hero who is the hero? Zhang Chong has the hearts of millions of common people. Who else can he abandon after three thousand years of injustice?