Chapter 873: Battle
With thousands of troops and a huge momentum, Xu Gongming led two hundred cavalry and galloped forward.
The wind roared, the horses' hooves flew, and Xu Huang roared:
"Raise the flag!"
The flag guard beside him immediately waved the rolled apricot yellow flag, and a big flag fluttered in the wind, writing:
"I am General Xu!"
This was exactly when Xu Huang's lone army went deep into Longshan and won the victory in a bloody battle, which was written by the king himself.
In Xu Huang's heart, this flag was even more important than his banner, and he even appointed a flag guard. He didn't have to do anything else, just guard the flag.
Normally, Xu Huang himself would not be willing to take it out to take a look. At this moment, when the entire battlefield was in chaos, Xu Huang pulled out this flag!
And once this flag came out, it was really eye-catching.
The Taishan riders who were running with him were all excited. Many of them were survivors of the bloody battle at Longshan. Seeing this flag at this moment, they all remembered the bloody battle years of that year.
This was not the end, when the flag came out, Xu Huang shouted again:
"Brothers, the Paoze brothers are behind us. If we don't defeat the Jiangdong rat thieves on the opposite side in this battle, the brothers behind will not be able to retreat to the other side. We have five thousand brothers leaving the Huai River, and I, Xu Huang, will lead them Everyone, go back together! I will attack first in this battle. As long as there is one brother who has not returned to the other side, I, Xu Huang, will fight to the death!"
The flying tiger riders gasped and shouted:
"Fight to the death!"
Then, Xu Huang sang loudly:
"From Lutai, Wenshuipei. The soldiers were angry and rushed through the armor."
"The battle is not over yet, so we move to the Central Plains. Three thousand cavalry are rushing, and the trenches are leveled."
"The soldiers and horses are about to go up the river to Shuo. We have tens of thousands of troops and we are trying to persuade them."
"Zhao Xiangqi, Zhongrenting. He shed blood and conquered clothes, and established Yejing."
"Come to Youping and go up to Luojing. After three thousand miles, you will be dyed in apricot yellow clothes."
"Thanks to me, King Zhang, for peace."
"Thanks to me, King Zhang, for peace."
After the sound, two hundred flying tiger riders then sang loudly:
"..."
"Thanks to me, King Zhang, for peace."
"Thanks to me, King Zhang, for peace."
After the last two lines were sung, everyone roared again:
"Thanks to me, King Zhang, for peace."
At this time, the apricot-yellow flag was fluttering, and the strong wind blew across both sides of the Huai River, rolling up huge waves.
Two hundred elite knights galloped across the land of Huainan, their horses' hooves flying and their swords clanking.
The loud military songs soared into the sky, overwhelming everything on the battlefield.
No matter north or south of the Huai River, everyone seems to have heard that sentence:
"Thanks to me, King Zhang, for peace."
Most people cannot understand the respect and love the Taishan Army has for their king.
In fact, even in the old areas of Hebei, there are still many such "sober" voices. They say that Zhang Chong has some credit, but this is more the credit of the entire Taishan Army.
So the great one should be everyone in the Taishan Army, not Zhang Chong!
Many of these people were the Yellow Turbans of Hebei. In their hearts, it was Taiping Road first before the Taishan Army, and it was the three missionaries first before the so-called Zhang Chong rose to Mount Tai.
But these people seem to have forgotten that without Zhang Chong, Taiping Dao and his Yellow Turban Army would have actually failed long ago.
Without Zhang Chong, the so-called Huang Tian ideal would be nothing more than a ridiculous nonsense.
It was Zhang Chong who turned the tide countless times and made this impossible career truly possible.
It was Zhang Chong who really made the Guizhou leaders live like human beings.
For thousands of years, everyone has been able to slander the Guizhou leaders without restraint, because they have always been silent.
Even if the so-called Chen Sheng and Wu Guang roared in Daze Township, people would still say that they were not the head of Guizhou, but the descendants of nobles.
It seems that in this world, only those with noble blood can achieve success.
And the different endings of Chi Mei and Lu Lin in the last years of Xin Mang seem to have verified this matter again.
There are many heroes, aristocratic families, and descendants of Liu in Green Forest, so they succeeded. Even Emperor Guangwu was born from the Green Forest system.
But what about Red Eyebrow? They seem to have the largest number of people and good fighting power, but without the help of nobles and noble families, they are destined to fail.
Maybe without Zhang Chong and without the Taishan Army, this kind of thing would happen countless times, but there is Zhang Chong in this world.
It was he who made everyone in the world understand who is the master of the world and who is the creator of history.
These old Taishan soldiers understand, they understand the greatness of the king and everything he has done.
And all their gratitude finally converged into this sentence:
"Thanks to me, King Zhang, for peace."
There are not many words that can describe the mood of these ordinary knights.
They only have simple feelings:
"When you meet a wise master like King Zhang, what if you dedicate your life to him?"
The two hundred knights sang generously, as if the heaven and earth were mourning, and the ghosts and gods were crying together.
Soon, the singing spread to the pontoon, to the Huaihe River, and to the other side.
No one organized it, and all the Taishan troops could not help shouting:
"Thanks to me, King Zhang, for peace."
Someone cried.
Crying and crying, someone started shouting:
"Our Taishan Army will definitely win!"
"Must win!"
……
What kind of team is this!
At this time, Xu Huang, who was leading two hundred cavalry on a rampage, had tears in his eyes. He blushed and raised the horse in his hand:
"I am the Taishan Army! Invincible! Kill!"
Two hundred flying tiger riders behind them all leveled their horses and shouted:
"Kill!"
Then, with a thunderclap, Xu Huang took the lead and crashed into Jiang Dongbing on the shore.
Jiangdong soldiers were too arrogant. They thought that they were like magic soldiers descending from the sky and appearing behind the enemy's rear, and they could scare the Taishan army into fear.
They had never fought against the Taishan Army and had no idea who the group of people they encountered were.
Due to the rush to land, thousands of Jiangdong soldiers were thrown into disarray. They had neither plans nor formations, so they just gathered on the shore haphazardly.
At this moment, these people were suddenly shocked and stunned by the generous and singing cavalry on the opposite side.
The momentum displayed by that group of cavalry was something they had never seen before.
In this way, most of Jiangdong's soldiers still stood there stupidly, at a loss when the cavalry from the opposite side rushed over.
Therefore, Xu Huang's two hundred flying tiger cavalry almost encountered no resistance and got involved in the ranks of Jiangdong Army.
Xu Huang took the lead, and the horse in his hand hit the breastplate of a young Jiangdong general in an instant.
Because of the skill used, the horse in Xu Huang's hand bounced back after hitting the breastplate, and then the young general vomited blood and flew several feet away. The tactics used by Xu Huang here are not the conventional ones used to charge into the formation by cavalry.
When an ordinary sudden rider is sprinting, because of the excessive force, the moment the horse bumps into the enemy, it will either penetrate directly into the body, or the entire horse will collapse into pieces.
The reason for this difference is that the horse pole in Xu Huang's hand is not an ordinary horse pole, but a high-quality horse pole that was only made in three years. Both elasticity and toughness are far superior to ordinary horse poles. of.
The horses issued to the assault cavalry are all installed on a large scale. It is impossible to have such a number of weapons, and there is no need to be so sophisticated. They are just consumables.
After Xu Huang hit the enemy young general, the flying tiger riders behind him also crashed into the crowd.
In an instant, Jiang Dongbing's team at the head suddenly dented, and countless sawdust mixed with blood scattered all over the sky.
The enemy's wailing stimulated Xu Huang, and he urged his horse to step on the crowd and rush deeper.
Xu Huang laid the horse flat, then turned the horse with his hips, raised the horse horizontally, and then formed a concentric circle with him as the center and the horse as the radius.
Among the Jiangdong soldiers in the circle, some had their skulls smashed by horse spears, some had their heads turned upside down, and some had their throats cut directly by spears.
The horse he had been killing was covered in blood, and when he couldn't even catch it, Xu Huang began to withdraw his Huanshou knife and began to bend down and chop at the enemy below.
At this moment, Jiangdong's soldiers had no formation, and the shortcomings of rushing into the battle were obvious.
The most fearful thing for a cavalryman when charging into battle is actually a decrease in horse speed. Once he stops charging, any one of the countless hands below can pull him off his horse.
When the time comes, swords and axes will come from all directions, and even ten lives will not be enough to kill you.
But now Jiangdong's soldiers had nothing, they were all standing loosely, and after being charged by Taishan's army, the team spread even further.
In this way, the war horse under Xu Huang's crotch did not stop at all, and the Huanshou sword in his hand was swung to nothing, harvesting lives wantonly.
In a short time, Xu Huang and others were several hundred meters deep into the team.
It was not until here that Xu Huang and the others encountered resistance.
A general from the Jiangdong Army with tattoos all over his body stood on the ground, raised his gun and stabbed Xu Huang.
But Xu Huang just lowered his head, then cut off the wooden spear with a slash of his sword, and then continued to rush forward without stopping at all.
The tattooed general turned around and chased Xu Huang. He rode up from behind, picked up an iron bone and threw it on his head.
Tieguduo flew out with white slurry, but because the tail end was tied to the knight's wrist, it bounced back after flying to the head and landed on the knight's hand.
Then, more flying tiger riders leveled the area, leaving a trail of blood behind.
Xu Huang didn't kill the man because he saw an enemy flag.
At this moment, not far in front of him, a capable warrior from Jiang Dongbing was guarding under the flag, glaring angrily.
Xu Huang smiled contemptuously and kept his horse speed. When he glanced sideways at the warrior, he casually stretched out his hand and picked up the warrior.
Then Xu Huang carried the man like this and ran all the way into the Jiangdong soldiers in the front row, and there was another wailing.
By the time Xu Huang stopped, the Jiangdong warrior in his hand was already dead.
After doing this, no one of the Jiangdong soldiers on all sides dared to step forward. Only then did Xu Huang take down the flag and shouted contemptuously:
"Jiangdong's child doesn't know how to nurse at home, so he comes here to be ugly?"
At this time, Xu Huang's self-confidence reached its peak. If the enemy's combat effectiveness was like this, then his two hundred sudden cavalry would be enough to drive these Jiangdong people into the Huai River.
But Xu Huang didn't know that the combat effectiveness of the Jiangdong soldiers was very uneven due to different commanders, and it was precisely the weaker ones among the Jiangdong soldiers that Xu Huang was attacking now.
And soon, Xu Huang will also understand what the Sun family relies on to dominate Jiangdong.
……
After capturing the battalion's flag, Xu Huang threw it to his guards and prepared to move forward.
In just one round of charge, the enemy's few five to six hundred men were defeated by him without any effort.
But just when Xu Huang was about to drive away the defeated soldiers to attack the Jiangdong soldiers behind him, a young and tender voice suddenly came from the opposite side:
“I don’t know which General Xu is in front of me!”
Xu Huang followed the sound and saw that the defeated troops dispersed, revealing a well-organized army.
Within the formation, five or six white horse knights were protecting a warrior who was also wearing white armor and setting up his flag. The words just now came from the mouth of the white armored knight.
Not to mention, Xu Huang couldn't meet many handsome people. Such as Zhao Yun, Ma Chao and others, who are not handsome men.
But when Xu Huang saw the person opposite, he still couldn't help but sigh:
"What a handsome young man!"
After saying that, he couldn't help but mocked:
"I see you are still a baby, go back quickly, because the father will not kill the child! Haha!"
All the flying tiger riders also laughed.
But the white-armored general opposite smiled lightly and said:
"I'm afraid that you, General Xu, will die at the hands of a coward like me! If you don't name me, I can only treat you as an ordinary person!"
Xu Huang laughed loudly. He, Xu Gongming, ruled half of the world. Even Lu Bu had never said such a thing back then, but now he can speak so loudly.
Then Xu Huang shouted loudly, slapped the ring-shou knife in his hand on his armor, and shouted to the knights around him:
"Brothers? Who am I?"
The Flying Tiger Riders, who heard that their numbers had not decreased at all, were all covered in blood, holding up the weapons in their hands and laughing wildly:
"General Feihu of Hedong, Xu Huang and Xu Gongming!"
Xu Huang once again slapped his breastplate with his knife and shouted:
"Brothers? Who am I?"
At this moment, the two hundred flying tiger knights also slapped their swords on their breastplates and shouted in unison:
"General Feihu of Hedong, Xu Huang and Xu Gongming!"
Again, everyone in the audience recognized that they were facing the Taishan Army's Flying Tiger General, and this time the enemy's commander, Xu Huang and Xu Gongming.
At this moment, Xu Gongming pointed his sword diagonally at the white-armored general opposite him, his contempt showing:
"What's your doll's last name?"
The white-armored general slowly raised his horse, smiled at Xu Huang, and then shouted:
"Nai Gong Jiangdong Sun Ce and Sun Bo Fu went to the underworld and remember it was Nai Gong who killed you. Don't find the wrong person!"
This roar was as loud as thunder, and even many of the horses riding on the flying tiger stood up in shock.
Of course Xu Huang didn't know Sun Ce. If his father Sun Jian was here, Xu Huang would have to sign up for Sun Ce before he knew him.
But this does not prevent Xu Huang from thinking that the person opposite him is a person, just because of his voice, he can see his courage. How can he roar out this voice without extraordinary strength.
But does Xu Huang care about this?
He just pulled the knife in, placed the blade on the outside of his arm, and rode forward without saying a word.
Naturally, the flying tiger riders behind them were not afraid, they marched forward, invincible.
But just when Xu Huang was about to run to the front of the formation, he suddenly felt goosebumps standing upright on his skin.
Then Xu Huang saw the enemy infantrymen who were standing opposite kneeling on the ground, revealing rows of crossbowmen behind them, and the arrows in their hands shone sharply.
Just at this glance, Xu Huang's heart suddenly sank.
What a tragedy!