Human life is as cheap as dust at this time.

Countless young bodies fell on the snow, and the slowly flowing hot blood gradually cooled down.

There were many unwilling looks, but they finally became distracted.

Dissipated along with their lives on the boiling battlefield.

The dead are dead forever, but the living are still fighting in blood.

This is not just a battle between Kanto and Kansai, but a fierce collision between two forces!

China's destiny actually came to a crossroads in this battle.

To the left, sink into the abyss of history, or to the right, to embrace a new and magnificent era?

The stalemate battlefield continues.

After the soldiers, came the cavalry.

The heavy armored cavalry moved forward slowly at a steady pace, then accelerated, and then charged through the gap opened by the armored men.

The snow on the battlefield has long since melted under the trampling of countless pairs of feet.

The heavy armored infantry could barely withstand it, but once the heavy cavalry entered the formation, it was a devastating blow.

Under the iron hoof, everything is shattered.

One after another, the soldiers were knocked away, trampled, and stabbed to death...

At this time, the superiority in military strength became a disadvantage.

Eight hundred heavy cavalry rode forward on top of the piles of corpses.

The white horse is named Dragon Colt, and the withered saddle is named Luoqu.

There is an animal face with fine lines of silver, a dragon horse chasing the wind in the river, a dragon tree eight feet long, and a body of finely forged bright light armor.

Wenyang is like silver lightning streaking across the battlefield, causing waves of blood.

White shadows came running towards him, but before the soldiers could understand what was going on, they were hit in the face or throat.

Yang Yi, Li Xiang, Zhao Xiong, and Xia Houxu followed closely behind.

Only then did they know why Wenyang was famous all over the world!

It seemed as if all the spears would tremble under Wen Yang's invincible momentum, and all the soldiers would shrink involuntarily.

Li Xiang's eyes shone brightly, "If we can do this, we will have no regrets in this life!"

The battlefield is the most vivid school. In the moment of life and death, everyone will have many insights when facing life and death.

The same was true for Yang Yi. Pieces of flesh and blood flew away from his original body, making him more calm. "It has been eighty years since the chaos at the end of the Han Dynasty. I, Liangzhou, will follow the Qin Dynasty and annex the eight wastelands, so that there will be no more wars and fighting in the world!"

As soon as he said this, the three brothers around him looked at him blankly.

Wen Yang in the front row looked up to the sky and smiled: "What a spirit! What a ambition!"

The rolling iron current rushes forward.

Liu Heng's 8,000 soldiers opened the gap, Wen Yang's 800 heavy cavalry frustrated the formation, and then came Meng Fei's more than 10,000 cavalry.

The snow had already melted in the fierce fighting.

Ten thousand cavalry is an overwhelming force on the battlefield.

The crossbows and bows and arrows were frozen and could not be pulled apart, but this did not prevent the cavalry from prodding and slashing.

However, the enemy's resistance was also extremely fierce.

Just when the Wei army was about to collapse, the majestic sound of war drums rippled on the battlefield.

The sound of footsteps was like raindrops hitting the ground.

There were large formations of nearly ten thousand people coming from the east, west and south.

The spear was raised and pointed at the cavalry on horseback.

A group of Wei cavalry suddenly turned from the south corner to the northeast corner and charged into the back of the Liang Army's infantry formation like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

The iron halberd and long knife resemble a farmer harvesting wheat.

The rear line in Liangzhou had been fighting fiercely for a long time and suddenly fell into chaos.

The situation was ebbing and flowing, and the soldiers in the center became crazy.

There is only madness. If you take a step back, your head will be chopped off by the cavalry supervising the battle behind you.

Use your body as a shield wall to stand firmly in front of the iron hoof.

"Uu——"

Several war horses screamed one after another as their bodies were pierced by more than a dozen spears and lifted into the air.

"Kill!" Several vigorous cavalrymen were so excited that their horses jumped up, looking at the enemy's spears as if they were nothing.

But before the horse's hoof hit the ground, more than twenty spears pierced the body.

The cavalry and war horses maintained their charging posture and stayed in mid-air.

Their deaths were still not enough to drive away the enemies that were coming from all directions.

At this time, the heavy cavalry and heavy armored soldiers were already exhausted.

Meng Fei's cavalry was constantly squeezed by the Wei army's infantry formations, and the charge gradually slowed down.

Chen Qian stood on the leather chariot and looked at the fierce battlefield.

The bravery and ferocity of the Liang army shocked him.

But that’s where it ends.

After all, the gap in military strength was too big, and there was a huge difference between the 50,000 Chinese troops who followed Sima Zhao and the 80,000 Chinese troops who stayed behind.

This is Cao Wei's core combat power in conquering the world, and it is the foundation of the Central Plains!

They are also not afraid of deadly and bloody battles!

The snow has long since turned into blood.

None of the fallen corpses were intact, they were trampled ruthlessly into pulp.

The bloody smell rushed into the sky.

"Thieve Yang thinks he has a plan. Let Thief Liang's blood be shed here today!" Chen Qian was a prefect for the first half of his life and a general for the second half of his life.

In the carriage, Sima Zhao exhaled a long breath and wiped the cold sweat from his face, "If it weren't for Xiu Yuan, today would be unimaginable. I don't know what happened to Uncle Xuan."

Even the Battle of Shouchun was not as tragic as today.

Even if we don't win today's battle, as long as we block the Liangzhou cavalry, the advantage will still be in Sima Zhao's hands!

"Chen Xuanbo failed to live up to the expectations of the Prime Minister. The 80,000-strong army was defeated in one battle, and his prestige for twenty years was ruined." Jia Chong did not miss any opportunity.

Sima Zhao shook his head and said: "No, if Uncle Xuan hadn't consumed the enemy's energy, how could we have the advantage in this battle? It's a pity that Uncle Xuan lives and dies for me..."

He said it was a pity, but there was not much sadness on his face.

Chen Tai died on the battlefield, and Sima Zhao was saved from a lot of trouble.

During the chat between the two, it seemed that the battle was already won.

Indeed, this is Yang Zheng's last chance.

Two lines of reinforcements are already on their way.

As long as it lasts half a day, the victory of this great battle will be decided.

Although the price paid is somewhat heavy, there is no shortage of population in the Central Plains.

On the high slope to the north, Yang Zheng stopped and stared.

Even at the end of its war effort, the Chinese army still maintained strong combat power.

This war has reached its final moments, and everyone is holding their last breath.

Yang Zheng looked at the generals around him. The only one who could be reused was Pang Hui.

But can this person take on a big responsibility?

Meeting Yang Zheng's gaze, Pang Hui shrank back.

Yang Zheng shook his head. This person has too many selfish motives. If he is the winner, he may be the best minion, but if both sides are evenly matched, this person will definitely sway.

He had to surrender as a last resort, and Sima Zhao spared Pang Hui's family records. Based on this alone, Pang Hui would definitely do his best.

Yang Zheng closed his eyes, it was not the last moment yet.

Behind the enemy's formation, there is still a reserve army of more than 10,000 people waiting for them.

Yang Zheng also has more than 8,000 cavalry beside him, but this is the last strength.

Both sides are already red-blooded, the morale of the Wei army is at its peak, and the dense spear formation is daunting.

It is not wise to enter the battlefield at this time.
To be continued...