Seven hundred and fiftieth chapters the danger of the hero
Continuous failures, continuous frustrations, and continuous blows have driven Yuan Shao close to madness. Seeing Qu Yi's retreat at this moment, he could no longer control his emotions in his heart. The grievances and anger he had suppressed suddenly burst out, and he commanded frantically.
The troops below will pursue Qu Yi's rear formation.
No matter how powerful a person is, their mental endurance is limited, and even Yuan Shao is no exception.
It can be said that Yuan Shao has never turned over since he suffered a disastrous defeat in the Battle of Guandu two years ago.
He was attacked by Cao Cao and Tao Shang, and most of Qingzhou was lost. The eldest son Yuan Tan was captured, and the second son Yuan Xi defeated all his new Youzhou troops because of Zhen Mi. The murder of the emperor was announced to the world by Tao Shang, and the gentry
Li Xin, Er Lu died in the battle, Yan Liang and Han Meng also died in the battle, Qu Yi rebelled, Zhang He betrayed himself, the Wuhuan army defected, the Southern Xiongnu were subjugated by the Tao merchants, Tian Feng went to fake surrender and swindled himself away,
No news... The pressure and anger caused by these bad things one after another erupted like a volcano today.
In Yuan Shao's heart, after seeing Qu Yi, he completely lost his mind today.
He stood on the chariot, went into battle himself, and commanded his soldiers. The roar of the mountain and the tsunami rushed towards Qu Yi's army.
Qu Yi personally cut off the rear, while resisting Yuan Shao's crazy attack, retreating firmly and not letting the formation loosen. His own battle line was continuously stretched in depth in his hands.
As time passed, the battle line was finally pulled to the rear where the trebuchets and manhole barriers stood.
Yuan Shao looked at everything in front of him with a proud smile on his lips.
After defeating Qu Yi, these instruments that cost the Jinling Army countless efforts will eventually fall into their own hands.
These trebuchets that the soldiers of our own main camp just attacked cannot lift their heads. If they turn around, they will be used by themselves to attack the hateful Jinling Army!
No matter what, let them taste the horror of being threatened by overwhelming rocks hovering overhead.
Yuan Shao drew out the sword on his waist and shouted with all his strength: "Soldiers, rush towards me! Kill Qu Yi. If anyone can kill Qu Yi, Yuan will make him a general and the reward will be...
…”
Before he finished speaking, Yuan Shao's eyes suddenly widened!
A sharp arrow shot from a two-stone heavy bow hit his armpit with a "swish" sound. Blood flowed down his arm and bronze armor, dyeing half of his body red.
The strong archers hiding on the manhole fence between the trebuchets finally began to take action. After Yuan Shao's luxuriously decorated chariot came into their sight, the strong bows in their hands began to go crazy.
Attack in the direction of the chariot.
"Stop! Stop it quickly!" The Yuan Army soldiers below shouted loudly: "Protect the general!"
"Protect the general! Quick! Quick!"
"Where are the shields! Quickly line up the shield array!"
Following the shouts of the crowd, soon, countless shield soldiers came around Yuan Shao's chariot, including Yuan Shao's side, to protect him from the rain of arrows on the well railing.
But even so, it couldn't stop the arrow in Yuan Shao's armpit at the beginning!
"My lord! My lord! How are you?"
Qianzhao jumped on the chariot, commanded the shield soldiers to protect Yuan Shao Zhouquan, and shouted at Yuan Shao with all his strength.
Yuan Shao is not young anymore. In this era, he has already played the role of a grandfather. In addition, due to repeated defeats and excessive worries, his health has never been particularly good.
Now he was suddenly hit by a heavy arrow, which only caused his lips to turn white from pain and his teeth to tremble up and down.
And it was obvious that his consciousness was gradually becoming unclear.
It's not good to actually fall into a coma.
Qianzhao was frightened when he saw Yuan Shao's appearance.
He hurriedly stood up to replace Yuan Shao and yelled at the herald beside him: "The general has given the order to withdraw the troops immediately! Withdraw the troops!"
While telling the herald, he deliberately did not mention Yuan Shao's injury so as not to affect the morale of the army.
But the facts are before our eyes, Yuan Shao is injured, how can he hide it from everyone!
"My lord is injured!"
"The general was hit by an arrow!"
"Quickly retreat! Quickly retreat!"
News of Yuan Shao's injury quickly spread among the ministries.
Following the shouts of the crowd, Yuan's army began to retreat one after another. At this time, the soldiers and horses of Jinling Army, led by Qu Yi, began to counterattack with all their strength, attacking Yuan's army back!
Because Yuan Shao was injured, Yuan Jun's morale plummeted. In addition, the Chinese army ordered all formations to retreat. Yuan Jun's morale and fighting spirit fell to the lowest point in an instant. One after another, it rose and fell, but it was time for the Jinling Army to counterattack.
It's time.
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Inside the pottery merchant's camp.
"Is there no movement from Yuan Tan yet?" the pottery merchant asked.
A Fei stood up and said: "Yuan Shang was very anxious after being attacked by Zhou Tai. He had sent several letters asking for help to Yuan Tan, but they were secretly intercepted by our people at various important roads. Yuan Tan did not receive any
News, I have never acted rashly."
Tao Shang nodded when he heard this and said softly: "Yuan Tan is indeed the most skilled soldier among the Yuan family members... How many people have we robbed who asked for help so far?"
Ah Fei counted roughly with his fingers, and then said: "Seven."
The potter looked at him with contempt in his eyes.
A Fei felt guilty when the pottery merchant saw him, and whispered: "Prime Minister, why do you look at me so badly?"
"It's just seven people...what kind of fingers do you want to break?"
A Fei's face turned red when the pottery merchant mentioned his sore point.
"I, I'm not very good at math..."
"Are you not very good at counting? You are not very good at counting... If you can't count more than two hands, you have to break it off. How can you do this kind of cultural heritage? I have to give you generals some more later.
Supplementary cultural courses... Tianguang will shout and kill every day."
Immediately afterwards, the pottery merchant ordered him: "These messengers, they either have tokens or letters written by Yuan Shang to Yuan Tan... No matter what they have, collect them all and bring them to me. I will compare them carefully."
, and then make a final conclusion.”
Ah Fei has been following the pottery merchant for a while, and he knows a little bit about the pottery merchant's character. He knows that the pottery merchant is trying to pretend to be Yuan Shang and ask Yuan Tan for help.
Ah Fei cupped his hand and said: "No!"
Not long after Ah Fei went out, Huang Xu, a sick man, walked into the handsome tent.
"Prime Minister, Zhang He is here."
The pottery merchant had already received a letter from the main village and learned that Zhang He wanted to see Gu Yong after accepting Gu Yong's message.
"Invite him in."
When he was young, Zhang He followed Huang Xu into the handsome tent.
He glanced at the pottery merchant and bit his lip, as if he didn't know how to speak.
But Tao smiled at him and said, "Jun Yi, you are finally here! I have been waiting for you for a long time."
After that, without waiting for Zhang He to say anything, the pottery merchant said to Pei Qian: "Bring the armor and sword."
Pei Qian immediately walked out of the handsome tent.
After a while, I saw him appear in the handsome tent holding a tray.
On the tray, there was a sword and a set of well-made armor.
The potter stretched out his hand to take it and passed it to Zhang He, saying: "The general should be equipped with a sword and armor. This sword and armor are the special products of my Jinling workshop. I will give them to Junyi now. Please also ask Junyi." Don’t refuse.”
Zhang He's lips trembled, and a feeling of grievance suddenly rose in his heart.
During this period, the grievances I suffered from Yuan Shao suddenly broke out in front of the friendship of the pottery merchant, and tears slowly flowed down his eyes.