This pass is known as the Tiger's Pass, and it is the place where King Xiang Li Zhu drew his sword.
But now the only 200,000 cavalry left in Guanzhong have all lost their fighting spirit, and each of them looks dazed. These men of the Xiangjun army, who were rumored to be invincible, looked at their companions who were carried in white cloth one by one.
The corpse could not help but shake its head and sigh.
The thick cloud of defeat has now enveloped the entire Zhennan Pass, and the entire pass is extremely depressed.
In the vast heavy snow, the sky and the earth are white, but the ground in front of the entire town of Zhennanguan has turned into red soil! As the blood of the soldiers who died in battle continued to pour, the snow melted into red ice crystals, filling the entire area with a heavy
of blood.
The gate towers that were originally impregnable now show signs of dilapidation everywhere. Many stone walls weighing more than 10,000 kilograms have been engraved with deep marks of swords. Several layers of the hard stone skin were scraped off during the battle.
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The moat in front of the city gate has been dyed red with blood. Looking around, the entire Xiongguan is a dilapidated scene. Even the stone bricks of the lookout pavilion are covered with dense cracks. If South Vietnam had not withdrawn its troops in time, the troops would have been destroyed.
I am afraid that the number of cavalry in the pass is not even 200,000.
What kind of brutal fighting did it take for Zhennanguan to be reduced to this?
The South Vietnamese charge just now was almost unstoppable. In front of the South Vietnamese general's camp in the vast snow, the dazzling towering battle flags were fluttering in the wind.
Alien Li Xuan, lackey Xiangjun!
These harsh words have made the men of the Xiang Army lose their fighting spirit. Even though they are famous for their bravery, they can hardly raise the slightest bit of fighting spirit when they see those words. As a result, in the many days of fighting, almost all of them were forced.
Defending.
Even the number of casualties of the Xiang army far exceeded that of South Vietnam.
The setting sun has arrived, and the afterglow is shining in the vast white sky. There are constant stretchers going back and forth carrying the soldiers who died in the battle, but the bones of the Xiang soldiers who died outside the city are still covered on the ground. The dead are really too many.
many……
At the top of the city tower, stands a majestic bronze statue of King Xiang Li Zhu. Next to him stands a burly man, his resolute face full of sighs.
Meaning. He is Lu Ziyi, one of the four tiger generals of the Xiang Army who crosses the river.
He put his hands behind his back and stared blankly at the densely packed South Vietnamese military tents on the snowy field in front of him. He gasped in his heart and stared at the dazzling flag on the snowy field. His whole person showed a sense of desolation.
But these extremely arrogant words made him feel helpless.
It was only half a day of fierce fighting, and the grief and anger in his heart had caused white hair to grow on his head. If this continues, Zhennanguan will be breached at dawn tomorrow!
How could Yan Zhiwei, a school captain, have the talent to command hundreds of thousands of soldiers in battle! What’s more, Emperor Wen’s reinforcements have yet to arrive...
Lu Ziyi took a deep breath and looked at the bronze statue of King Xiang with guilt: Is Da Xiang really going to die at my hands?!
At this moment, a hurricane suddenly blew up in the pass, even bringing up snow waves in the distance. Lu Ziyi raised his head and saw four divine rainbows lighting up in the distance, heading straight for him! In a moment,
Seven people flew to the tower and stood in front of Lu Ziyi.
After seeing the person clearly, Lu Ziyi's eyelids twitched and she exclaimed: "It's frosty and snowy in South Vietnam, General Yan is still alive...Li Xuan!"
After all, he was the prince, and the words disappeared...
After seeing Li Xuan, Lu Ziyi's expression became a little dark, and she said coldly: "Li Xuan, leave quickly, remembering the old love of King Xiang in the past, I won't kill you! Otherwise, the two hundred thousand cavalry here will not be you."
You can escape now, why don’t you let General Yan go!”
As soon as his voice fell, the whole pass resounded with the sound of bows being drawn neatly. It seemed that with just one order from Lu Ziyi, Li Xuan and others would be shot into sieves by the rain of arrows from the sky.
Many Xiang soldiers had noticed the figure appearing on the city wall, and they all started whispering to each other. They kept looking at Li Xuan with questioning eyes. Xiang Jun's eyes were filled with overwhelming anger and resentment. They still didn't understand that King Xiang's
Why can the young prince kill his father so ruthlessly!
Li Xuan looked at Lu Ziyi's violent chest heaving, cupped his hands towards him, and said softly: "General Lu, I am here just to tell you the truth."
As he spoke, Li Xuan's right hand pulled out a strand of Yan Zhiwei's hair, with a trace of blood at the end, and kicked the trembling Yan Zhiwei to his knees.
He said fiercely: "Say it to General Lu, Lieutenant Yan!"
Lu Ziyi was shocked when he saw this, could there be some hidden secret?
Yan Zhiwei was trembling all over, her lips were moving up and down, but she still didn't speak.
As Jiang Baihe snorted again, Yan Zhiwei probably recalled the severe pain before, and quickly lay down in front of Lu Ziyi, smashed her head on the stone surface of the tower, and shouted: "Spare my life"
Ah! Have mercy on me, General Lu!"
Lu Ziyi suddenly froze at this moment, but years of baptism in the flames of war quickly restored his composure. His eyes wandered around to inquire about Li Xuan, and asked softly: "Li Xuan, what does this... mean?"
The Xiang army in front of the pass was already a little confused, and many people slowly put down their crossbows.
Seeing this, Li Xuan kicked Yan Zhiwei again and said coldly: "Yan Zhiwei, if you don't tell the truth, you will die immediately! You must know that I did this just because I didn't want to be with Xiang Jun.
Brothers can kill each other, but your life is not included in this!"
After hearing this, Yan Zhiwei screamed at the top of his lungs as if crying in pain, hugged Yan Zhiwei's ankles, and wailed: "Have mercy on me, General Lu! It was the South Vietnamese who killed me, Prince Xiang, at Shanhaiguan."
Tang Fangyan! It’s all because I was deceived by lard, so I was bribed by Emperor Wen’s official position as a general to frame the young prince, but now they are attacking me in Xiangjing!”
After Lu Ziyi heard this, he couldn't help but take two steps back, with a sinister look in his eyes. He slowly glanced at the two guards who came with him. When they saw this, they hurriedly followed Yan Zhiwei and kowtowed desperately: "Lu
General, spare your life! We are guilty! We will return the gold and silver treasures in full, we don’t want to die yet!”
Many people in the Xiangjun stationed away from the city tower had heard these words, and their eyes showed excitement, tears rolled down, and then they looked at Yan Zhiwei with a look of disgust!
Lu Ziyi forcibly stabilized her trembling legs, feeling that she was out of breath at this moment! There was something weird about this matter. The young prince Li Xuan had previously defeated the Hehuan Sect's enemies in Xiangyang City and protected Xiangjing. How could he
Would you commit such an act of patricide for no reason?!