Pei Zilie chuckled: "On our way north, Yang Jian has exhausted all his traps. The various measures Liang Rui took to defend Shuofang show that he has been studying our tactics and how to deal with muskets, but in the end he still failed.
Already."
Cao Zhong nodded slightly.
And Pei Zilie continued: "Yang Jian should also know that no matter how strong the defense is, even with an experienced veteran like Liang Rui sitting in, it is not even enough to stop us, not to mention that the building behind him has already been disturbed by the white robe.
People in Yinzhou City are in panic, so the only choice he can make is to grease the soles of his feet or simply close the distance and fight us hand-to-hand, thereby offsetting the advantages of muskets and thunder. Does Brother Cao think Yang Jian will run away?
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"If Yang Jian could run away, we wouldn't need to go to such trouble and just let Baipao go to the grassland to arrest people." Cao Zhong suddenly realized and couldn't help laughing.
This is not a joke. As early as when the Han army successfully captured Luochuan, Baipao had already prepared that Yang Jian would escape to the north, and then Baipao had to go deep into the grassland to search. After all, no one knew about Yang Jian's identity.
Where is the bottom line? If he really abandons the city and flees because he can't bear the huge pressure in front of him, then the white robe and the big man must also be prepared, right?
But at least until today, Yang Jian has not let everyone down.
Since he didn't want to run, he really had no other choice.
Ahead, the battle has broken out.
"Bang!" Even though the enemy came quickly, the musketeers still fired their muskets.
The sun finally dissipated behind the Helan Mountains in the distance, and night enveloped the world.
But soon the fire from the musket illuminated the darkness again.
Like brilliant fireworks, blooming in the darkness, tearing at the darkness.
And through the firelight, we can see that the soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty running towards this side in the darkness are like crazy wolves one after another on the grassland, violently pounced on their prey, even if the prey is even more ferocious than themselves,
Still dangerous and vicious.
Although Yang Jian does not have as complete a loyalty training system as the big man, with his personal charm and some deliberate efforts, Yang Jian can easily have his own loyal people. For these "loyal people", today is them
They fought for Yang Jian's sacrifice, responded to their benefactor's orders, and had no regrets in order to protect their benefactor.
The sound of the muskets was dull, really like the dull roar of thunder, and it rolled endlessly, echoing in the wilderness. The Han army's crossbowmen also entered the battle at this time, but the thin formation of the musketeers was not enough to intercept these vicious
"Steppenwolf".
In the darkness, soldiers from the Northern Zhou Dynasty kept screaming and falling down, but immediately there were people who bravely came up to fight against them, and their line was getting closer and closer.
Obviously, the soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty who have been mentally prepared are not afraid of these "big thunder and small rain" things. Isn't this a more powerful crossbow? When you get closer, it depends on your hands.
The guys here are awesome, but the swords and guns in our hands are still sharp!
"Fix bayonets!" the musketeer captain who led the team decisively ordered.
They are not unarmed, even if they fight hand to hand, they still have a chance of winning!
They are all old pawns. No matter what is in their hands, even if only their fists and teeth are left, they can still kill people, and they can even kill with one blow!
For them, killing is just a job.
"Stay back," a general took a step forward, stretched out his hand to stop the captain, and said in a low voice, "We will deal with these madmen. Even if we really fight them all, it won't be too late for you to get in."
The captain hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.
Before the general had finished speaking, more Han soldiers had already taken a step forward, staring at the enemy who was getting closer and closer with bright eyes.
Fifty steps, forty steps, thirty steps!
"Brothers, this is the most desperate group of lunatics I have ever seen!" the general said loudly, "not because they are rushing forward madly, but because they dare to rush forward even though they know we are here.
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The soldiers suddenly burst into laughter.
"Then we will let them kill them without any return!" the general raised his arms and shouted.
"Kill!" The Han soldiers roared forward.
The crowd surges forward and collides head-on with the enemy!
There is no bells and whistles. No matter whether Han Qinhu and Yang Jian are willing or not in this battle, when their opponents become each other, it is destined to be such a bloody battle. Whether it is Yang Jian or Han Qin
It is impossible for a tiger to give in, so the only thing left is to fight one to the death.
"Kill!" The sword pierced the chest, and every soldier glared at the enemy. If the gaze had the effect of killing, then I am afraid that everyone present would have been riddled with wounds.
"Kill!" The Han soldiers moved forward bit by bit with all their strength. Facing the Northern Zhou army, they still had a certain numerical advantage.
And the footsteps beat the earth together with the drums. Pei Zilie has decisively led the Han army to surround them from both sides. In the wilderness under the dark night, the Han army is like a lion with its hair fluttering, facing the hungry wolf in front.
Let out the roar of a king.
"Your Highness." Gu Yi whispered beside Yang Jian.
The entire army of the Northern Zhou Dynasty had already pressed forward, including Yang Jian's personal soldiers. Now there were only a few civil servants guarding Yang Jian. Of course, these civil servants also had swords in their hands. If the enemy broke through
With all the defenses coming at them, they were ready to become Yang Jian's last line of defense, and even to be prepared to die directly for Yang Jian.
Those who can follow Yang Jian until today and never abandon him are all those who have Yang Jian's brand on them, such as Bone Yi and Yin Shou. For them, if they are captured, the end will definitely be no better than those of Yang Jian's cronies in Chang'an City.
Where to go, so it is better to die, at least to win a clear name in the history books.
Any dynasty, at least when compiling history books, will not hesitate to express appreciation and admiration to the ministers of the previous dynasty who died, because only in this way can more successors be inspired to die for their dynasty, so for this incident
However, Gu Yi is not worried at all.
He is not afraid of death and is ready to die here today.
But Yang Jian cannot die yet.
At least Yang Jian is not unable to retreat. He still has Wuyuan and Dingyuan behind him. The key is that he still has an army of 50,000 in Yuan Xie's hands. At least Yang Jian still has a chance to make a comeback.
If he were to die here today, then the thing Gu Yi couldn't let go of the most was not his family, but that Yang Jian died with him. Because it doesn't matter if he died, but Yang Jian's death meant that he had been dead for so long.