On a plain south of Otaniguchi, several horses appeared in the distance, galloping towards them. Not far behind them, rolling yellow dust rolled up, blocking the clouds and the sun, and the rumble was like thunder, dull and heavy.

With extremely strong pressure.

All this was quickly magnified in everyone's hearing and vision.

Wang Ping, who had been staying at the highland camp, raised his telescope and looked in the direction of the rising smoke.

After seeing the cavalry at the front clearly, he put down the telescope in disbelief, rubbed his eyes with his other hand, and then raised the telescope to look again.

That’s right!

It is the most familiar costume of a big man riding a horse.

Coming from the southwest, there is no one else but the Han cavalry who can make such shocking movements.

"coming!"

Wang Ping's originally exhausted face suddenly revealed a look of ecstasy, "It's coming, it's coming!"

He shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Brothers, our reinforcements are coming!"

The Han army's camp was originally stationed on a small high ground.

Hearing Wang Ping's words, the Han soldiers who were sitting or lying around and taking a rest suddenly jumped up as if they had heard some fairy music!

"really?"

"So fast?"

The reinforcements arrived faster than expected. This unexpected surprise made the soldiers feel like they were blessed with treasures from poverty, light from darkness, food from hunger, and rain from drought!

In an instant, an indescribable and unexplainable feeling spread quickly throughout the camp.

The soldiers who had fought hard for many days suddenly cheered.

Because their perseverance and sacrifice were not in vain.

On the contrary, the fact that the imperial court sent reinforcements so quickly demonstrated the value of this battle.

"Why did the rebel army below me suddenly move? It turns out that our reinforcements have arrived."

"When you say that, I also find it strange. From yesterday to now, it seems that many people in the rebel army have retreated towards Otaniguchi?"

"Yes, I discovered it too. I thought it was a thief who had some tricks up his sleeve!"

"The thief...could it be that he wants to retreat?"

"Probably not? What about the main force of the bandit army in Jinyang?"

It's okay if I don't mention this. When I mention this, someone's eyes light up:

"As soon as the imperial reinforcements arrive, doesn't it mean that the rebel army's retreat is cut off? This is another great achievement given to us by God!"

"Are you dreaming?" My colleague babbled in the direction of the reinforcements, "Did you see that? They have four legs, how many do you have? Can you keep up?"

Besides, after these days of hard fighting, everyone has exhausted their physical strength and is struggling to hold on.

Many colleagues even died in wailing, groaning, or in obscurity because they did not receive timely treatment.

At this time, they were in urgent need of a rest.

Even after the person was sure that reinforcements were coming from his own side, after relaxing his tense spirit, he simply lay down on the spot with his back stretched out and fell asleep instantly.

As the thunderous hoofbeats became louder and louder, the cavalry army gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

The speed of the cavalry was not very fast, probably because they deliberately suppressed their speed in order to preserve their physical strength and maintain their formation.

However, the cavalry all over the mountains and plains, as dark as dark clouds, are still extremely oppressive and frightening to watch.

Under the sunlight, the halberds and spears were shining brightly.

Wang Ping did not look at them, but held up his binoculars to look for the big flag representing the position of the head coach in the army.

Soon, as the army continued to approach, the Guanzi flag finally appeared in Wang Ping's sight.

"It's General Guan, General Zhendong! General Guan personally led the army to rescue us!"

"General Guan is here?"

Someone just lay down, and when he heard the name Guan Zhendong, he quickly got up again and looked up:

"Where is it? Where is it?"

"General Zhendong? Really?"

A group of generals gathered around him.

"The banner of Guanzi should be unmistakable."

"Can't you say he is the general who assisted the Han Dynasty (i.e. Guan Xing)?"

The battle situation has been decided, and the guys who are free are already in the mood to carry steel bars in front of the formation.

He glanced at the arrogant guy, said nothing, and sneered "Haha" with endless meaning.

Although General Fu Han also has the surname Guan, looking at the entire Han Dynasty, no, I should say the entire world, commanding such a large-scale cavalry march, the formation can be so neat and coordinated...

If you don’t count the mountain chief, then it must be General Guan!

Even if General Guan's brother comes, I won't recognize him.

The achievements of the mountain chief are definitely not something you should expect.

Just possessing eight points of talent in the world is already beyond the reach of others.

However, General Guan led a surprise attack thousands of miles away, swept through Bingzhou, and engulfed Hanoi. This achievement is the dream of many men who are aspiring to the battlefield.

Just as Wang Ping was looking at the army coming from the southwest with his telescope, General Zhendong also received news from the scouts at the front:

"General, there are only sporadic rebels ahead. They retreated immediately after seeing us."

"There is another army stationed on a high ground ahead. Judging from the flags, they should be soldiers of our Han Dynasty."

General Guan heard this and raised his telescope.

As far as the eye can see, the ruined camp, the Han flag flying high, and some people seem to be waving weapons of different lengths, as if they are cheering for their side.

Although their appearance could not be clearly seen, it could be seen that the clothes and armor on their bodies had long lost their original appearance, and were as dilapidated as the camp.

It's obvious that this is a team that has gone through fierce battles.

General Guan, who had always been cold and cold, was also slightly moved.

"Send someone over immediately to contact them."

"Here!"

"Let the rear army prepare medical supplies immediately!"

"Here!"

"Speed ​​up!"

"Here!"

The messengers began to rush out in all directions:

"The coach has orders, speed up and move forward!"

"The coach has orders, speed up and move forward!"

…

Soon, the forward cavalry army divided into two sides, bypassed the high ground, and continued to roll forward.

The few remaining Wei troops nearby immediately retreated toward the entrance of the valley upon seeing this.

The small high ground that had been defended for many days finally received reinforcements from the Han army.

A primary school student rode a horse and galloped to the front of the defense line made of random unknown objects, shouting:

"May I ask you brave men, who is the commander-in-chief of the army?"

Wang Ping, who had already received the news, could still stand up and led the general to greet him:

"Wang Ping, the captain of the Xianbei School, I wonder which general is leading the army to help?"

Before the colonel could answer, another group of cavalry galloped up from the small highland.

With bright armor, sharp weapons, and tall and handsome horses, one can easily tell that he is a rare elite.

A young general stood out from the crowd under the guard of his own bodyguards. He dismounted gracefully and strode over:

"Guan is late, I hope General Wang will not blame you!"

When Wang Ping saw the young general, he quickly saluted:

"The last general, Wang Ping, pays homage to General Zhendong!"

He is really General Zhendong!

Many people behind Wang Ping had their eyes wide open and stretched their necks, trying to see clearly what this legendary top general under the mountain chief looked like.
To be continued...