The two sides fought fiercely for a day, and the Wei army continued to advance but not retreat. At the cost of huge casualties, they defeated the four horse-resisting formations of Shu Han army.

Cao Zhi's battle flag kept flying in front of the battle formation.

The corpses were stacked in front of the formation, and the blood had already formed a stream, and the land under my feet became slippery and muddy. The battle boots were squeaking when they stepped on them. When they pulled them up, it seemed as if someone was pulling the soles of the boots, which was very difficult.

Although the casualties of the Shu Han army were not as great as the Wei army, their morale was greatly affected. In particular, Cao Zhi had endured so many attacks but still did not fall, which was really incredible. Every time his battle flag moved forward, the Shu Han army's psychology was subjected to an indescribable impact.

When this impact accumulates to a certain extent, the Shu Han army was shaken. Facing the Wei soldiers who rushed forward, their resistance was no longer so resolute, and their counterattack was no longer so decisive. There were two positions that were lost, especially the fourth position. As soon as the Wei army launched an attack, the Shu Han army in the refusing formation was stunned, turned around and ran away, handing over the position.

The shaking of the Shu Han army made the morale of the Wei army soar. The soldiers of the Wei army, covered in blood, stood proudly on the easily obtained position, raising their swords and roaring wildly.

The Wei army burst into cheers like tsunamis.

"Long live King Chen——"

"Long live the king——"

Cao Zhi held the flag with his left hand and raised his right hand, waved to the soldiers, stroked his chest with his hands, and bowed slightly. Although the battle robe on his body was covered in blood, his posture was extremely elegant, as if he had just completed a perfect performance and was leaving the audience.

The Wei army became even more excited, cheering one after another, shaking the earth.

Zhuge Liang lowered his face and waved his feather fan: "Behead all the soldiers who abandoned the formation."

"Prime Minister-" Yang Yi was shocked. Those were nearly five hundred people. They were all killed?

"Mr. Wei, go, people can die, but not weaken their hearts." Xiang Lang looked at the cheering Wei Jun in the distance: "Cao Zhi must work hard. As long as we have a little bit of weakness, all our efforts will be wasted, and the consequences will be unimaginable."

Yang Yi was so excited that he didn't dare to persuade him anymore. He turned around and got off the podium, summoned the guard camp and conveyed the order.

In front of everyone, the soldiers who abandoned the formation were tied up and led them to the formation to behead one by one. Their bloody heads were hung on the tip of the fifth horse-rejecting formation.

The Shu Han position was silent, looking at the hundreds of heads, no one dared to say a word.

"Prime Minister, there is only one horse-resisting formation left. I am afraid that it will not be able to stop Cao Zhi's charge, or..."

Xiang Lang said only half of his words, but Zhuge Liang refused. "Xiang Gong, thank you for your reminder, but Cao Zhi fought for one day, with at least 5,000 casualties, nearly half of the total force. I don't believe that he can still maintain such an attack. He attacked at all costs. Isn't it just to destroy our morale? Once I retreat, wouldn't it be his intention?"

"But the Prime Minister's daughter..."

"Is the Prime Minister even more noble than the King?" Zhuge Liang's eyebrows twitched. He was also shocked by Cao Zhi's madness. He was even more impressed by Cao Zhi's control methods. The army rushed for thousands of miles. The food was about to be out of stock, and now more than half of the casualties were killed or killed. It was not something that ordinary people could do. Of course, it was related to Cao Zhi's personal battle formation as the king's title and fighting to the death without retreating. However, if there were no sufficiently skillful means, it would be far from enough to rely on fearlessness.

Fighting such an opponent requires not only enough wisdom, but also enough strength. When necessary, the courage to fight with him.

Zhuge Liang believed that he had enough wisdom and enough strength. As he said to Xiang Lang, he believed that he could withstand Cao Zhi's attack. But he asked himself that he did not have the courage to fight Cao Zhi desperately. If he had not held a large army far exceeding Cao Zhi's, but had similar forces, he would not have been able to hold on.

Cao Zhi can die, but he cannot die. The responsibilities he shoulders are too heavy. He cannot treat death as if Cao Zhi is as fearless as he is.

The brave are afraid.

Fortunately, he still has enough strength now. As long as he controls morale, he can withstand Cao Zhi's attack. Letting his subordinates experience such a battle may be more capable of tempering morale than killing the king of Wei. Just as Wei Ba used Lu Xun to temper his team under Linhe City, he also wanted to use Cao Zhi, a rare tough opponent to temper his troops.

How can you retreat now? If you retreat, you will never have a chance to advance again.

Zhuge Liang took a deep breath and ordered the drum to beat again. Night was about to fall, but Cao Zhi had no intention of retreating. The Wei army was still pushing forward to the position. It seemed that he could not sleep well tonight.

As Zhuge Liang expected, Cao Zhi had no plans to rest at all. First, he did not have much food and did not have enough time. Second, the Wei army fought bravely and morale. If he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to fight, he would come over overnight. Who knew whether these soldiers would be overwhelmed by the fear of death?

In a day's battle, nearly 6,000 people were killed in the Wei army, and almost no injured people were injured. All those who went into battle fell on the position. Cao Zhi also fulfilled his promise, and he moved forward four times. Now he was less than 400 steps away from Zhuge Liang's central army. If he broke through the last horse-resisting formation, he could directly face Zhuge Liang's central army.

At this distance, he could see Zhuge Liang's figure on the central army's command platform, and probably Zhuge Liang could see him too. Although the two could not see each other's face, their minds were constantly fighting cruelly.

The head of the last horse-rejecting formation was showing Zhuge Liang's persistence to Cao Zhi. The subtle changes in the morale of the Shu Han army also indicate that this last horse-rejecting formation would be unprecedentedly difficult.

Cao Zhi stopped and ordered the soldiers to have supper, while collecting the weapons abandoned by the Shu Han army in front of the formation. After a day of fierce battle, most of the crossbow chariots and thunder chariots brought by Cao Zhi have been damaged, and the feather arrows and stone bullets were also exhausted. Fortunately, the fierce battle between the two sides has reached the present, and feather arrows and stone bullets can be seen everywhere on the positions. There are also many crossbow chariots and thunder chariots on the lost positions of the Shu Han army. They can be used as long as they are repaired.

It has to be said that the quality of the ordnance of the Shu Han Army is better and much more durable than that of the Wei Army.

Cao Zhi was gnawing dry food in front of the formation, and his personal guards held shields and carefully protected them. This place was too close to the position of the Shu Han army, and a stray arrow might have killed Cao Zhi.

Cao Zhi told all the soldiers that he would only advance but not retreat today, so Xiahou Ba could only risk coming to the formation and listen to Cao Zhi's orders.

"Zhongquan, I will attack overnight today and do my best to oppress the Shu Han army." Cao Zhi took a sip of the bloody river water and slowly chewed the dry and hard bread. He chewed it very finely, as if he wanted to savor the taste of it, remembering the taste of this last meal. "You are ready, as soon as I send the message, you are ready to charge."

Xiahou Ba's eyes tightened and he was silent for a moment.

"Don't worry about me, rush over as fast as possible. If you rush over, I may still have a glimmer of life. If you can't rush over, we can only die here." Cao Zhi stared at Xiahou Ba's eyes, with his eyes as sharp as an eagle. "You have also seen today's battle. As Zhang He said, Zhuge Liang thought carefully, had very few flaws, and had quick reactions. Once a problem arises, he can quickly make up for it. Therefore, you cannot hesitate. Once hesitates, you may lose the opportunity."

Xiahou Ba nodded slowly.

Cao Zhi wiped his mouth, pulled out a battle knife from his waist, looked nostalgically, and stuffed it into Xiahou Ba's hand. "This Bird Ring Baipi Sword was given by Emperor Wu back then. I can't let him fall into the hands of the enemy. Zhongquan, please keep it as a souvenir."

"Your Highness..." Xiahou Ba held the knife, feeling in pain.

"Okay, your father once walked on the right side of the gate, and he was in a state of no way. Since you were his son, you should be like a man and not be a child." Cao Zhi patted Xiahou Ba's shoulder: "Zhongquan, work hard, and encourage yourself, and the country will be victorious."

"Here." Xiahou Ba took the knife and took a few steps back, inserted the knife into his belt, gave another gust, turned around and strode away.

Cao Zhi looked reluctantly, turned around, and glanced across the battlefield. The Wei soldiers seemed to feel his gaze, turned their heads one after another, straightened their bodies, and held their breath.

Cao Zhi yelled: "Warriors, are you ready?"

The Wei army soldiers shouted in a verbal voice: "It's ready."

"Master, just give orders. Those who frown are not good men."

"Master, let's follow you!"

"Okay, let's fight another battle and see who can see tomorrow's rising sun." Cao Zhi slowly pulled out his battle knife and pointed at the sky: "Rise the fire and attack!"

"Yes!" Wei Jun replied with a loud bang.

"Let it go!" A cannon driver roared, picked up the wooden hammer in his hand and hit it hard. The thunder chariot trembled, and the wooden tips roared up, throwing several stone bullets into the sky.

The stone bounced out of the air and flew towards the Shu Han army's position with fierce murderous aura.

At the same time, dozens of thunderbolt cars and crossbow chariots began to roar.

Zhuge Liang sat on the podium, looking at the thunderbolt chariot that was fired again, and looking at the stone bullets flying in the air, he couldn't help but sigh. He waved his feather fan: "Counterattack!"

The commanders rushed to the front of the stage and waved the command flag. The drummers waved the drums and beat the cowhide drums. Countless thunderbolt chariots and crossbow chariots began to roar. The last Shu Han army soldier in the horse-resisting formation stood beside the head of his companion, clenched the weapons in his hands, and stared at the Wei army that was getting closer and closer.

In the distance, Xiahou Ba strode away. He walked very fast, afraid that others would see the tears in his eyes. He knew that this was the last time he had seen Cao Zhi. He walked to the right formation, and the two thousand knights were sitting on the ground resting knights stood up one after another, surrounded him, and looked at Xiahou Ba silently. Xiahou Ba pulled out the Bibi Sword and raised it high: "Brothers, King Chen has handed us the most important task. Can we let him down?"
Chapter completed!