Under the cover of the big shield, Zhang Liao's face was extremely difficult to see.

There is no doubt that the most likely successful first attack has failed.

Everyone has his own secret method of victory in the battle formations of the world. For example, Zhang Liao, the secret to his victory is all about the word "early": when the battle begins, he invests the strongest force in advance; before anyone thinks of it, he launches the most intense attack in advance.

This was the case when he was fighting with flying generals in the past, and when he raised Cao Gong's flag to defeat Wuhuan, it was still the case.

Generally speaking, the two armies will always have a process of tempting each other and gradually increasing their intensity when attacking and defending each other. However, when the enemy is waiting for the battle to escalate step by step, Zhang Liao himself has already entered the battlefield. Before he goes straight to the fierce attack in depth, most of the enemies will collapse.

The bandits in front of them were obviously suffering from this skill.

The bandits would never have thought that the commander of the army, who commanded five thousand troops, would have personally fought at the beginning of the two armies' hand-to-hand combat, and indeed failed to stop Zhang Liao's assault.

But... they were not collapsed, they were not even in chaos, and their defense was not shaken at all. Zhang Liao's offensive was curbed.

Zhang Liao curled up carefully, letting his toes close under the cover of the big shield.

The arrow rain was still thrown, and the shield was shot like a hedgehog in an instant. Not long after, another stone hit the shield like hail. The stone was not big, the size of a fist, but the huge impact force made Zhang Liao's arm hurt.

In this environment, arrows can be defended by shields and armor, but stones cannot defend, and their power is even more terrifying than arrows. Behind Zhang Liao, a stone passed between the two shields, hitting the face of a soldier; the next moment, the gap in Zhang Liao's neck was splashed with warm and viscous liquid. The soldier's face was completely trapped inside his head, and he collapsed and stopped moving.

More stones passed through the small shield formation where Zhang Liao was located in the air and landed straight towards the stone stairs.

Compared to the previous rain of arrows and stones on the mountain road, the situation on the stone stairs is several times more tragic at this moment.

There was nothing on both sides of the stone stairs that could cover their bodies, and the Cao army soldiers on it could not hide at all. They had to free up their hands to climb the mountain wall, but they could not raise their shields to defend. So almost every stone fell, which caused continuous screams, and many sources of screaming seemed to be falling down the deep cliff, and finally ended with a muffled sound.

As time goes by, the number of soldiers gathered behind Zhang Liao was slightly larger, but the increase rate was much slower than Zhang Liao expected!

Too many people were suffering on this stone staircase that was only about a meter long.

The bandits were far away from the edge of the platform and had a wooden fence as a means of support, so they avoided the powerful crossbow shooting launched by the crossbowmen of the Cao army under the cliff. However, they hid behind the wooden fence and threw stones frantically, but they were most likely able to reach the range of the stone stairs!

Zhang Liao estimated that in such a short time, at least more than twenty people had died. In other words, when two people climbed the stone stairs, only one could step on the platform, and the other died on the stone stairs. This pass was so dangerous that anyone standing on it would become the fish on the chopping table.

These fish and meat are all elite troops accumulated by Zhang Liao over the years. They are old soldiers trained after countless battles. Dozens of ordinary soldiers are not as valuable as such elite soldiers!

Zhang Liao even suspected that the bandits were deliberately letting him kill to the stage, because only in this way can the successors rush up desperately and die one by one on the steep stone stairs! This is bleeding his own army! This is slowly losing the life of the entire army!

Zhang Liao never expected that such a situation would be the result of a mistake in and out. Lei Yuan and his subordinates relied on the defensive system set up by Mei Gan to fight; they really did not expect that Zhang Liao launched the most fierce attack from the beginning, and they simply failed to resist Zhang Liao's courage.

Zhang Liao's eyes were full of tears because of the extremely sinister enemy he imagined.

This bandit is so vicious!

"General!" Yang Su's voice rang not far behind him: "This won't work!"

Yang Su was a military general who followed Zhang Liao's attack on the battlefield many times. He understood Zhang Liao's combat style best and also experienced the same dilemma.

"Nonsense! Nonsense!" Zhang Liao shouted irritably, not daring to look back. He pressed his hands against the big shield and raised his chin to indicate the direction to Yang Su: "Come here! Do you see there?"

Yang Su looked out from the gap between the shield: "Where?"

"There! There!" Zhang Liao crossed his arm and pressed his shield, freeing up his left hand to indicate: "Did you see the place in front? There are no trenches in the corner near the cliff, the ground is full of stones, the wooden piles cannot be driven deep, and the fences do not have side support, so it is easy to push down. In addition, the spearmen of the bandits cannot lay out there, and the arrows can only come from one side."

He spoke very quickly for a long line, and then said, "I will rush to the front to attract the attention of the bandits, and then you will take people up there and find a way to fight in the fence!"

Zhang Liao was definitely not a coward who was temporarily frustrated. In this chaotic world, he had experienced countless fierce battles that ordinary people could not imagine. Regardless of good or bad times, he was charged forward every time, and fought for victory with his strong martial arts and unwavering fighting spirit.

Zhang Liao was not a reckless man who fought with his blood and courage. The precise judgments he had made from thousands of encounters with strange dangers, which allowed him to roughly see the enemy's arrangements just now and make targeted arrangements.

Since you have already reached the stage, you can't give up this opportunity, you can try it!

"General, I'll go head-on!" Yang Su shouted: "You go there and be more sure!"

Zhang Liao looked at him: "Okay!"

The battlefield command is usually in a flash, and there is no much discussion. Zhang Liao immediately looked behind him and saw that there were about 30 or 40 soldiers on his own side who came to the platform. They were scattered into groups of three or five people, and they covered their bodies with shields, heavy armor and the standing cliff walls. Zhang Liao could see their eyes and felt that they were concentrating on his own eyes. They were all warriors who followed Zhang Liao to scatter the world and could fight again. Just wait for his order to launch an attack!

At this time, Zhang Liao didn't care about distinguishing which one or more. He waved his arm hard and made a move to cut his palm: "I can see it clearly! The one on the left follows Yang Su, the one on the right follows me! The one on the left rushed first, and the one on the right wait!"

With Zhang Liao's order, Yang Su jumped up and ran towards the fence dozens of steps away. More than ten armored soldiers followed him. These were all agile men who could wear three armors and go to hundreds of miles a day. Although there were only more than ten people, the momentum of attacking with all their strength seemed like thousands of troops.

This wave of attack immediately attracted the attention of the enemy. The enemy fired arrows at them, some of which were blocked by shields, and some hit the target, causing the person who was shot to fall to the ground. Yang Su and the rest of the soldiers quickly rushed to the front of the fence.

"Go up with a knife and an axe! Cut the horizontal wood! Cut the horizontal wood!" Zhang Liao heard Yang Su shouting loudly.

Yang Su obviously had to think about the fence. He planned to use heavy weapons to cut off the horizontal row of wood, and then he could push down or pull up any erect wood alone to open the gap in the fence.

However, this action was still blocked by dense spears behind the fence. The spearmen who had been prepared were thrust wildly, leaving no gaps for blocking or dodging.

Even if it is possible to hold up a few pokes with shields and armor, it is meaningless. Because there is a trench in front of the fence, the attacker is actually on a small slope to attack upwards. Even if the condescending spear cannot penetrate the defense, it can push the soldiers down the slope by relying solely on the impact force.

In a short time, the few people who stepped forward to chop the crossbow were killed and injured one after another. Only Yang Su was left holding an iron shield with both hands to block it up and down, and insisting on retreating. Behind him, the soldiers holding long weapons tried their best to push the spear forward and poke upwards, and stabbed the enemy through the fence. The spears of both sides quickly turned bright red.

The stalemate did not last long. When more archers began to concentrate on pouring arrow rain on Yang Su and others, Cao's army began to retreat.

Seeing that Cao's army was about to retreat in vain, the soldiers in the second fence all showed a relaxed look.

Only Ding Li suddenly said in surprise: "Not good!"

He pulled his sword out of the sheath.

A personal soldier and chief next to him hurriedly blocked the front and persuaded: "Cao Bing is fierce, don't step forward!"

Ding Li pushed away Nash and ran wildly towards the opening of the second fence.

Dozens of subordinates quickly followed.

"Be careful! Be careful!" He ran, waving his knife and gestured: "Clog the left side! Block the left side!"

"What do Ding Li want to do?" Ding Li's sudden action also attracted the attention of Chen Xia, who was in the rear. Chen Xia hurriedly shouted, asking his subordinates to prepare and provide support at any time.

Ding Li's discovery was timely, but it was half a beat late.

At this moment, Zhang Liao, who had always quietly avoided behind the shield formation, moved!

From a distance, he suddenly sprinted, like a leopard running and eating in the forest. Although he was wearing heavy armor, his movements were still stretched, with a huge and powerful stride. When he got up, the soldiers stood up immediately after him, but when he ran halfway, the soldiers had been thrown away by him several steps.

He ran at full speed, and in the blink of an eye, he approached the end of the fence against the wall. At that point, because the terrain was getting higher and covered with rocks, the end of the fence was crooked among the stones; and the spearmen who were supposed to guard behind this fence were previously attracted by Yang Su's fierce attack and subconsciously gathered towards the middle of the fence.

For Zhang Liao, this small gap of time was enough. Just when everyone noticed him, he shouted, jumped up, and actually crossed the somewhat crooked fence!

His two-layer iron armor weighed forty kilograms alone. The power of falling from a high place was so huge that it could not stand when it landed on the ground and rolled to the ground in a mess. The crossbowmen who were close to each other quickly discarded the longbow or stone in their hands and pulled out their short swords to fight the enemy. But Zhang Liao's movements were as fast as lightning. He rolled the ground with one hand and went straight into the crowd. When he got up again, the seven-foot iron spear in his hand was like a spirit snake, and instantly stabbed several people to death.

The crossbowmen's queue was in chaos in an instant. Taking advantage of this time, several Cao army soldiers climbed over the fence, each with swords and guns, and stood beside Zhang Liao.

Zhang Liao turned around and shouted sternly to his companions in the back: "Don't worry about the fence, we will all fight with me!"

The current situation is clearer. The bandits rely only on the advantages of the terrain; and what they rely on to play the advantages of the terrain are just those stones and arrows. As long as the arrows and stones of the bandits cannot play a role, more soldiers on their own will pass the drum-pitched stone staircase to reverse the dilemma of insufficient troops on the platform... So, just kill these crossbowmen!

Kill them apart and you will surely win!
Chapter completed!