Perhaps it is about to enter April, and there is a drizzle of rain falling from the sky.
In the valley meandering through the Jingshui branch, everything as far as the eye can see is hazy.
The Han army, which had long since finished its meal, lined up in silent formation to face the enemy under the sound of drums and the scoldings of generals at all levels.
Zheng Pu walked slowly and came down from the wounded soldiers camp on the hillside.
The drizzle like mist and dust enveloped his body, fell on his face, hit his eyes, gathered into water lines, and turned into tears that he wanted to shed but could not.
Thanks to the sudden late spring cold last night, hundreds of wounded and disabled soldiers had their bodies half cold overnight.
The remaining half also had blue lips and gray faces.
The mountain road was always cold, and there was no way to light a fire for warmth. They had lost too much blood and might not be able to survive for a few more days.
But, that’s all.
Today I will not die with you, but tomorrow I will gather with you under the Nine Springs.
Those of you who leave early, don’t walk in a hurry.
Wait for me for a day or two, and I and you will redress our uniforms, set up our flags, and carry our swords.
When I was born, I was a son of the Han Dynasty. I was strong and strong, and when I died, I held the banner of the Han Dynasty, leaping on my horse and cracking my whip, and dominated the Nine Netherworlds!
Zheng Pu, who casually wiped the rain off his face and raised the banner of Xuanwu General, pulled out the sharp blade in silence and murmured to himself.
It's incredible that he placed the flag at the front.
He was not afraid at all and gave the Wei army a chance to kill the general and seize the flag.
This was the result of Zheng Pu's insistence on going his own way. Even if Jufu, Huo Yi and others tried to persuade him, they could not change his stubbornness.
In fact, he didn't want to do this either.
However, more than half of the army was lost in the battle.
Apart from being on the front lines to fight in person, he no longer has the morale of his soldiers who can be as handsome as others.
"Boom!"
"Boom! Boom!"
After a short time, the Wei army was urged to defeat like thunder in the formation, and the victory came as expected.
But within the Han army, there was total silence.
After several days of continuous fighting, as well as the abandonment of baggage after repeated defeats, their bows, arrows and crossbows were exhausted.
The mountain road is about thirty feet wide, and two thousand soldiers are arrayed along the road.
A very conventional circular array is composed of many small circular arrays.
It is also a very conservative formation, with the large oar troops pressing forward, the spear troops second, and the sword and shield troops next.
It is because there are too few soldiers and there is almost no depth.
He also ordered Wang Ping, Jufu, Zhang Yi and other generals to stand not far from Zheng Pu. Only Huo Yi was a little behind, leading more than thirty people to surround the golden drum and horn.
"Xian Shao, come."
Taking advantage of the gap between the Wei army's formation, Zheng Pu turned to look back and waved to Huo Yi.
Huo Yi hurriedly approached, and asked in a low voice, "I wonder what the general's orders are?"
Zheng Pu patted the general's flag beside him, with a solemn look on his face, "Shao Xian, if I die in battle, don't collect my body for burial. You will succeed Xuanwu as the governor, and you will have handsome and capable soldiers to stop the Wei army!"
Hearing this, Huo Yi's eyes suddenly shrank and he fell into silence.
After a while, he grinned and said, "General, you should find someone else! Although I am not brave enough, I will not die after the general!"
After saying this, he turned around and went back to continue guarding the golden drum and horn.
After standing still, he would kneel on the ground and tear open the lining of the armor.
After tying the small round shield to his forearm, he stood up and drew the blade, standing with a solemn expression on his face.
When Zheng Pu saw this, he shook his head speechlessly and cast a questioning look on Wang Ping and others.
Zhang Ni, who had a generous and heroic temperament, waved his hand without waiting for others to say anything, turned around and walked away to the formation on the right, and said with his back, "General, don't look for me! I have little talent and little knowledge, and I am not equipped for the heavy responsibility!"
"General, I, I am not afraid of death!"
Seeing this, Wang Ping, who was responsible for supervising the battle on the left side, couldn't speak clearly because he had no words to write. His face flushed with anxiety, he squeezed out a few words, and then turned and left.
As for Ju Fu, he looked sideways and smiled.
He stood beside Zheng Pu and would fight side by side later.
If Zheng Pu died before the battle, he would probably lie down on the ground.
No words needed.
However, after Wang Ping and others were far away, he leaned over his head and sighed softly, "It is a blessing to fight side by side with Zijin to the death. However, it is also a pity that Zijin you have not yet had an heir.
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It also made Zheng Pu speechless.
Having no heirs is unfilial.
He was not yet married, and his brother Zheng Yan had previously mentioned asking his wife to help him find a concubine, but he gave up because he came north to Hanzhong with the army.
As for Jufu, a son has been born, named Zuan Ju'an.
"What a pity!"
After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Pu smiled sternly and whispered the same, "What I have learned in my heart has been inherited by Fu Gongyuan. Moreover, my brother is in his prime, so it will not be difficult for him to have children in the future. In the future, he will adopt a son to me."
Then it will be."
"Ha, Zijin is so heroic!"
Hearing this, Jufu chuckled lightly, praised him, and stepped forward with his sword in hand.
In the hazy drizzle, Wei Jun's figure was faintly visible.
"Blow the drum!"
"Fight to the death!"
In the Han army's formation, roars sounded like thunder.
"kill!"
"kill!"
The Wei army, which was getting closer and closer, also roared like thunder.
Perhaps seeing that the Han army had no reason to suppress the crossbows, the Wei army pushed forward to within half an arrow's range and did not charge immediately. Instead, they asked the archers at the rear to form a tight formation, unstretched the bow strings, and fired the arrows.
Pointing diagonally towards the sky, trying to suppress the morale of the Han army.
"put!"
The general gave an order, and the sound of hundreds of bowstrings rebounding violently was heard.
The arrows, which had a sharp sound of piercing the air, drew an elegant arc like locusts, passed over the heads of the front of the Wei army, and plunged into the heads of the Han army.
In an instant, the sky above the Han army seemed to turn dark.
"Close!"
In each of the small circular formations of the Han army, the shouts of team leaders were heard in unison.
I saw that the Han troops who were originally scattered all came together and squatted down. The sword and shield soldiers also raised their shields high to protect their heads and bodies, leaving not even a gap.
From a distance, it looks like a turtle with its head and feet retracted into its shell!
It actually complements the "Xuanwu" general's flag.
The effect is quite remarkable.
Countless arrows struck down diagonally, but were blocked or bounced away by the shields. Only a few unlucky ones were injured by stray arrows.
"Disperse!"
With another sound from the small round formation, the Han army resumed its original formation.
If it were not for the sword and shield soldiers of the Han army, they would knock off the arrows stubbornly stuck in the rawhide of their shields with their swords, as if the Wei army had never fired them.
"Ouch!"
"Ouch!"
The subordinates were all fierce and arrogant. They drew their swords and banged their shields hard, stamping their feet and roaring.
It also aroused Banzhenman's bloody courage.
They are brave by nature, and they always like to sing and dance to impress others in battle. How can they not be enthusiastic and fight with them?
Each step stomps the ground hard, making the earth groan in pain!
Every knock makes the sound of gold and stone, and every roar is a desperate belief!
What is Bajun’s magic weapon?
Fearless!
Why are the soldiers of the Han Dynasty evil?
Dare to die!
At this moment, the sound of neat footsteps, the excited sound of shields, and the belief in death were intertwined, making the eyes of all Han soldiers bloodshot, and vividly demonstrating the heroic and heroic Han style.
However, the Wei army was not willing to be outdone.
And they didn't expect their bows and arrows to kill the enemy and make achievements.
When the arrows soared into the air, and when the Han army was suppressed by the arrows and forced to change formations, the soldiers in the front row who were in charge of attacking had already taken steps to charge into the formation.
It's only half a stone's throw away, but it can be reached in an instant.
The sword and shield soldiers in the front row of the Wei army were able to rush to the front of the formation, but they ignored the light of the spear points and jumped up, using their bodies as gravity to hit the shield wall of the Han army's large oar warriors.
This is their mission, to break through the shield wall!
So that the comrades who follow closely behind can rush into the enemy's formation, engage in hand-to-hand combat, and start the feast of killing.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
As the collision of shields sounded again and again, even the Han army, which was looking forward to death, could not prevent the shield walls on both wings from opening up. The two armies instantly stuck together and became inseparable again.
"kill!"
Both armies roared with desperate roars.
Just like yesterday, the battlefield heated up as soon as the two sides came into contact.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!
Everyone tried their best to dig into each other's bodies with the sharp blades in their hands.
At every moment, someone is uttering a final cry, and at every breath, life is fading away.
Wei Ping, the general who rebelled against the Wei Dynasty, personally led his troops as the vanguard, followed closely by Dai Ling's elite troops, trying to fight a bloody way out. However, the Han army soldiers were unable to retreat, and everyone was indomitable.
Fear of death.
For a time, the two sides were fighting inextricably and were evenly matched.
Zheng Pu placed the flag in front, finally attracting the Wei army's attention.
Both Wei Ping and Dai Ling scolded their soldiers and rushed to the Han army's flag, trying to break through the Han army's obstruction and cut down the flag, thus establishing victory in one fell swoop.
This is also Zheng Pu's goal achieved.
Because Wang Ping and Zhang Yi's troops, who were suppressing the left and right sides, suffered too many losses in yesterday's battle, they will surely lose if they fight for a long time.
Luring all the Wei troops back to the center will give them a chance to breathe and continue fighting longer.
Moreover, as time goes by while the two sides are fighting, the Han army in the middle will suffer too many impacts and can fight and retreat to the general's flag, causing the military formation that was originally guarded by a flat line to appear in a "concave" shape. The left and right formations are
Wang Ping and Zhang Yi's tribe then turned into crabs with two claws stretched out, strangling them from both sides, one from the left and the other from the right.
The fact was just as Zheng Pu expected.
After the Wei army all rushed towards the general's banner, although the Han army was outnumbered, they were able to hold on to their formation and not collapse.
If you are more careful, you can still find that the Wei army lost more soldiers than the Han army!
Because where the general's flag is, there are all Zheng Pu's troops and Huo Yi's old soldiers.
Moreover, Zheng Pu had already fought with his own sword, inspiring all the soldiers not to take a step back, and all of them were red-eyed and regardless of life or death.
"Fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death!"
There was a tacit understanding between the two sides, both shouting the same words.
On the battlefield at this moment, all you can see are stumps and broken arms, bright red blood and pale bones exposed outside the flesh; all you can hear is the thunderous sound of drums and endless shouts, which will lead to the tragic fate of the dead.
God listens.
At the rear of the Wei army, Zhang He watched the battle silently for a while, then waved the command flag in his hand.
"Woo~~Woo~~~~~"
The low and sad horn of the horn resounded throughout the world.
"point!"
Wei Ping and Dai Ling, who were also supervising the battle in the front, immediately took off and rushed towards the hillsides on both sides, shouting wildly.
"point!"
"point!"
The generals and subordinates of the Wei army at all levels also shouted loudly, asking the soldiers who were still fighting to quickly retreat on both sides. Some soldiers even ran sideways despite being stabbed.
Such changes made the Han soldiers a little stunned.
Zheng Pu, who was covered in blood, was no exception.
But when the earth began to shake and a burst of thunder came from far to near, his face turned pale.
"Up the mountain!"
"Up the mountain!"
He shouted sternly, grabbing the help of Ju who was excited and running towards the hillside.
Because four to five hundred horses with empty saddles rushed from the rear of the Wei army.
There was a small dagger stuck in the back of his butt, and he was running towards their position.
Zhang He actually ignored his own soldiers and drove his horses into the formation!
Because regardless of whether the soldiers of the enemy or ours were injured, had red eyes, or rushed too deep into the formation, by the time they reacted, they would find that they could no longer escape when the horses came rolling in.
Some people stood there dumbfounded and cried out in despair; some people turned around in a hurry and ran for their lives howling like ghosts; some people were so ferocious that they advanced instead of retreating with their swords in hand, trying to carve out a bloody path.
Their endings are all the same.
When Xiliang war horses weighing over a thousand kilograms (Han Dynasty) are galloping wildly, any human obstacle is like a mantis' arm blocking the carriage.
The horses' hooves were like thunder, and their neighing sound reached into the clouds, making the narrow mountain road tremble.
If you listen carefully, you can also distinguish the sounds of broken bones, the screams of people dying, and the muffled sounds of pieces of flesh being stepped on.
About a quarter of an hour later, the war horses trampled over the soldiers of the Wei army and trampled the soldiers of the Han army, disappearing from people's sight, leaving a mess on the ground.
Exposed white bones and residue, overflowing minced meat, mixed with blood and fluid flowing in the liver, covered the narrow mountain road.
Immediately afterwards, a battle flag embroidered with the word "Zhang", surrounded by more than a thousand cavalry, galloped over and occupied the battlefield where the two armies were fighting just now, as well as the place where the Han army's baggage and supplies were stored.
Wei Ping and Dai Ling also marched forward with their troops.
Separate the Han army that surged up the hillside and divide it into two.
And there were only four to five hundred soldiers left on both sides.
Zheng Pu looked around at the frightened soldiers beside him, and at the general flag with the character "Zhang" hunting in the wind on the mountain road. He felt no sadness in his heart, only some emotion.
He originally thought he could hold on for another day.
As a result, in front of Zhang He, who was known for his clever changes, he only persisted for an hour before falling into a desperate situation.
Of course!
The Han army is gone.
The Wei army does not need to attack anymore. They can just wait in formation in the mountain road and wait until the Han army collapses due to lack of food and water!
Also in front of the cavalry, there is nowhere to escape!
Surrender or die, there is no other choice.
Will the Han army surrender?
"Form up!"
"Form up!"
Jufu and Wang Ping's violent roars made Zhang Yi and Huo Yi on the other side of the mountain road make the same choice.
Hearing the sound, Zheng Pu suddenly smiled.
Thinking back to the past years, when I was talking about my ambitions with brother Xiuran, I thought about the honor of accompanying the Prime Minister in the Northern Expedition, and his body was wrapped in horse leather without being shaken.
Unexpectedly, today one of my words has become a prophecy!
Phew~~~~~
He let out a deep breath.
Zheng Pu raised his sharp blade and roared loudly, "Revive the Han Dynasty!"
It also inspired the Han soldiers to join in a trembling response, "Conquer the Central Plains!"
Zhang He, who was also standing on horseback in the mountain road, had a hint of admiration in his eyes. He also waved his hand and asked Wei Ping and Dai Ling to form a formation and prepare to attack and kill all these Han troops!
However, at this moment, something unexpected happened!
