Chapter 100: One general succeeds and thousands of bones are dying

"Boom~~"

A burning tree fell down with a bang, barely blocking the center of the official road.

"Xilulu~~"

Chunyu Qiong's mount was raised and his head was niggling and retreating continuously. Chunyu Qiong on the horse was also at a loss and looked back in shock. He saw that the entire valley behind him had become a burning hell. In the rolling smoke, among the raging fire, there were faintly soldiers of the official army wearing fire, running around and wailing~~

"Driving~~"

Chunyu Qiong took a deep breath of hot air, and whipped it hard on the horse's thighs with a whip.

"Xilulu~~"

The war horse was in pain, and he neighed to the sky with a sad neigh. He ran forward for a few steps, slowly soared into the air, and jumped over the burning tree in the middle of the official road. After running forward for dozens of steps, Chunyu Qiong felt that the burning air was suddenly cheerful, and the scorching air became fresh and his whole mind was suddenly clear. Then he was surprised to find that he had rushed out of the narrow valley and came to the plain outside the valley.

"Well~~"

Chunyu Qiong rode his horse forward for dozens of steps, and slowly strangled the war horse. He turned around with lingering fear. He saw thick smoke in the valley soaring into the sky, flames churning, and the screams of the soldiers were no longer heard. The officers and soldiers with a embarrassed expression kept running out of the rolling smoke, most of whom were charred and their robes were mostly on fire.

When they arrived outside the escape valley, the officers and soldiers rolled to the ground in a mess, or beat each other up the flames on each other.

In the chaotic crowd, Zhao Rong found Chunyu Qiong and said sadly: "General Chunyu, there are still nearly 10,000 soldiers trapped in the valley, and food, grass and supplies are also trapped in it. What should I do?"

Chunyu Qiong's expression was gloomy. This tragic fire brought a catastrophe to the only remaining central government army in the Han Empire. There were only about four or five thousand people able to escape from the sea of ​​fire, and most of the remaining soldiers were buried in the sea of ​​fire. Even the official army who escaped by chance were mostly empty-handed, without armor on their bodies, and their morale was low.

Even if such an army reaches Luoyang, what's the use of it? What's more, after being defeated, what's the face to see the emperor? Even if you go back, how could you forgive him? Thinking of the desperate situation, Chunyu Qiong suddenly felt that his future was bleak, and the world was so big that there was no place for him to live in.

Forget it!

Chunyu Qiong sighed sadly, pulled out his sword and wiped it on his neck. Zhao Rong next to him was shocked when he saw this. He hurriedly rushed over from the horse's back and threw Chunyu Qiong to the ground. While snatching the sword from Chunyu Qiong's hand, he advised: "General, don't commit suicide. As the saying goes, victory or defeat is common for military affairs. Why bother with it?"

Chunyu Qiong sighed sadly: "More than 10,000 elite soldiers have given me one rule. How can I face going back to Luoyang to see the emperor?"

Zhao Rong advised: "If you keep the green mountains of firewood, don't be afraid of burning it, General."

"Woo~Woo~Woo~Woo~Woo~Woo~~"

Zhao Rong's speech was about to fall. A strange sound of horns suddenly sounded in the field. Hearing the familiar sound of horns, his expression was exhausted. The officers and soldiers who were resting changed their colors, and all their eyes were filled with horror! Chunyu Qiong and Zhao Rong might not know what the sound of horns mean, but they knew very well! It was clearly the sound of horns that were charged by 800 bandits~~

Outside Changshe City, they had experienced the 800 bandits' soldiers. They were not humans at all, but a group of evil and disabled wild wolves!

"Where is the sound of the horn?"

Chunyu Qiong turned over and sat up. He was still surprised and looked around in surprise. Zhao Rong, who was on the side, suddenly burst into screaming and pointed at Chunyu Qiong's back and shouted: "General Chunyu, he is a cavalry!"

"Um!?"

Chunyu Qiong turned his head when he heard the sound, narrowed his eyes and looked at the back. Sure enough, he saw a large group of black cavalry sweeping towards this side on the empty and flat field with green grass. The cavalry were wearing the armor of the official army and holding the official army saber. Even the bunch of cherry-red tassels on the helmet was the same as the official army. It was as bright as blood under the scorching sun.

Only in front of the riding formation was a blood-colored flag floating in the wind, with a large embroidered word "horse".

"It's an official army." Chunyu Qiong breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhao Rong, "It doesn't look like the Wuhuan cavalry. Could it be the Xiliang cavalry sent by Geng Bi, the governor of Liangzhou?"

Zhao Rong shook his head and said, "No, there is no general named Ma under the command of Geng Bi, the governor of Liangzhou."

"Enemy attack~~Enemy attack! Form formation~ Form formation immediately~"

A shrill roar sounded in the official army formation, but the officers who had not yet recovered from the horror. The soldiers who came to their senses in panic began to form a formation with the loud shouts of the officers. After all, they were a army of battles. Although they were physically and mentally exhausted and their morale was disintegrating, the veterans were veterans after all, and even under the most difficult circumstances, they could still maintain enough calmness.

On the open plain, when infantry meets cavalry, they can survive only by forming formation defense. If they flee in scattered areas, the final result will be to be killed one by one by the cavalry, and two legs will never outperform four legs.

"Puff~"

Chunyu Qiong spit out a ball of black and thick phlegm, a look of horror flashed leisurely in her eyes, and said to Zhao Rong beside her: "Why~ Could it be the bandit cavalry?"

Zhao Rongyi took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "I'm afraid it's it!"

...

Under the solemn gaze of the official army, the blood-colored flag suddenly slapped heavily in the wind, and the black cavalry formation behind the flag suddenly began to slow down.

"Well~"

Ma Yue gently shouted at his mount and stood quietly a thousand steps away from the official army.

“Kululu~”

"Huff~"

"Hmm~"

The sound of war horses sniffing sounded one after another, and there was a dull sound of iron hooves knocking on the grass. The solemn aura spread endlessly in the field. The eyes of the bandits were extremely hot, just like a group of fire burning inside. They liked such sounds, such atmospheres, and more liked living like this~~

Since following Ma Yue to become a bandit, war has been their life, life is war! Killing pokes are their fun, and their fun comes from Killing pokes.

Ma Yue suddenly raised his right arm, and the cavalry formation slowly stopped completely. Thousands of elite cavalry stood in a solemn area, silent, and even the war horses became surprisingly quiet, no longer making any sounds. There was a strange silence on the field! Only the blood-colored flag blew in the strong mountain wind.

A cold murderous intent solidified at the corner of Ma Yue's mouth. Is the once arrogant Han official army finally coming to the afterglow of the sunset? With Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song leaving, the last famous generals of the Han Empire also withered! Is that iron army withering the great martial arts. Finally, irreversible withdrawal from the stage of history?

"Hiss~"

Ma Yue put the saber in front of him, and his greedy tongue stretched out from his mouth, licking the cold blade sizzling, but the scorching murderous intent ignited from his cold eyes like wildfire. He turned around leisurely, Ma Yue raised the saber in his hand high above the top, and the golden light of the sun shone down, shining on the cold blade. A dazzling cold light suddenly shone out.

In an instant, the horse roared loudly throughout the sky.

"No matter how strong the bull is, there are times when it is weak, no matter how brave the lion is, there are times when it is old, and no matter how good the battle field army is, there are times when it is defeated. The era of the Han army is over. It is over! Brothers. All the brothers of the eight hundred bandits, use the saber in your hands to tell them, tell these guys who were once proud, once arrogant, and once thought they were invincible. What is true bravery and what is true invincible~~Kill~~"

“Ha~”

Ma Yue shouted loudly, rode his horse forward, and stabbed the saber in his hand forward and forcefully.

"Aoao~~"

The roar of shouts suddenly soared into the sky, and a thousand bandits followed Ma Yue and rode forward one after another.

The rushing war horses were surging like a tide, and the chaotic horse hooves trampled on the green ground ruthlessly, splashing endlessly broken grass and leaves, flying all over the sky. The solemn sound of war horses, the cold iron hooves, and the wild howlings of bandits, instantly intertwined into a piece, endlessly~~

There is no rolling smoke that covers the sky, only the cold sabers are flying in the air, endless murderous intent is raging between the world, noisy ~

...

"Spikeman, I need two thousand spears~~"

In front of the official army, Sima, who had been whipped by Chunyu Qiong, roared shrillly and roared. But unfortunately, only more than a hundred officials and soldiers rushed forward with spears. More than a hundred spears were burned by the fire, but in front of the rolling iron cavalry formation, they seemed so small and fragile.

"Archer~~I need five hundred archers~~"

Sima, the former army, was about to split his eyes and shouted shrillly again, but no one responded at all! The archers belonged to the rear army and stayed at the end of the march. The huge fire in Hulao Valley swallowed all the archers in the local government.

"God~~" Sima of the former army lamented, a deep despair flashed through his eyes, and he howled sadly, "Listen, all brothers, immediately form a circular defensive formation, fight to the death without retreating~~ Even if you pinch with your hands and bite with your mouth, you will also strangle the bandits to death and bite to death! This is the last glory of the Han official army~ fight to the death~~"

"Fight to the death~"

"Fight to the death~"

"Fight to the death~"

The Sima of the former army was desperate and tragic howling infected the remaining soldiers of the government army. The fear and anxiety quietly retreated, and the decisive expression ignited from their eyes. The former blood and intensity spread out again in the official army formation, stirring. This was the last afterglow of the Han army. Fight to death~~not retreat~~

...

"Are you going to fight to the death?"

Ma Yue smiled and pulled down the face mask on the helmet heavily. In an instant, his whole face was covered with a cold mask. In the dark cave, two cold eyes were transmitted. Ma Yue handed the saber to his left hand, and a sharp three-edged gun had already arrived at his right hand.

"Oh~~~ Prepare to throw a gun~~"

Amid the frenzied sound of horse hooves, the roar of horses jumping sounded, and the bandits swept forward all fought with their left hand, pulled out their guns from behind the saddle, erected them in their ears, and made a throwing posture.

"Kill~"

Ma Yue shouted loudly, threw the gun forward fiercely, and the heavy gun trembled heavily, carrying a "buzzing" tremor, and instantly drew a strange trajectory in the air, taking the Sima of the Former Army standing like a mountain in front of the official army formation.

"Buzz buzz ~~"

In the endless tremor, hundreds of guns suddenly flew into the air, drawing beautiful arcs in the air, and slashing coldly into the official army formation~~

"Puff~~"

The Sima of the former army slashed out with one sword. He wanted to block the shooting and threw the gun to the ground, but the throwing gun was too fast. The cold light flashed and it had already penetrated into his body. Although the sword he slashed out with a force, he could only barely cut off the handle of the throwing gun. The sharp blade pierced the heavy armor in an instant and penetrated his back.

"Ah~" Sima of the former army looked down at his chest, and howled leisurely and violently. Endless frenzy appeared in his eyes, and he waved his sword to take Ma Yue straight, "I want to kill you~~"

"Sa~~"

The horse leaped his hand and another shot shot into the air.

"Puff~~"

A cold light flashed, and a sharp gun pierced fiercely into the chest of Sima, the Sima of the former army, who was running forward quickly seemed to hit an invisible air wall, and suddenly stopped.

"Suu~"

The cold light flashed, and the horse jumped and rushed to the horse. The sharp saber slashed coldly along the handle of the gun thrown, and gently swept across the neck of Sima, his blood splashed and his head was thrown away.

"Huh~boom~~"

The iron hooves rush, the sabers dance wildly, and the chaotic iron cavalry swept across with unstoppable power, like a huge wave. It violently hit the unstable defense line of the government army. The iron cavalry wrapped in heavy armor was like sharp bone-clearing knives, easily cutting the formation of the government army, and the entire battlefield was like boiling boiling water. It was tumbling in an instant.

Blood splattered, howling repeatedly, and in the sword light, the people and horses fell over, in a mess, there was no other sound between heaven and earth, only the tragic sound of killing soared into the sky, so intense that it was suffocating~~

"Xilulu~~"
To be continued...