Chapter 738 Fight Again

It was not easy for Yang Zheng to get to where he is today.

The state of Qin is not what it is today for nothing.

There is so much more hard work, killing, and danger than Sima Yan...

The battlefield was still a stalemate, but Yang Zheng never felt that he would lose.

This is the general trend of the world!

It is also the trend of history!

However, the perseverance and resilience of the Jin army are remarkable. They suffered triple blows from Wen Yang, Meng Hui, and Liu Heng. The Jin army struggled to support itself with its superior strength.

Some people were so frightened by the brutal killings that they turned around and ran away, only to be hacked to death by the cavalry supervising the battle.

Several brave generals in the Jin army took off their armor, went bare-chested, and fought among mountains of knives and seas of arrows.

There is never a shortage of loyal and brave soldiers at the bottom.

It's just that the people they fight for are really not worthy of their bravery!

This is also the tragedy of history.

So all this must be ended! Yang Zheng was silently shouting in his heart.

He couldn't lose this battle, and Sima Yan couldn't lose either.

If Yang Zheng loses, he will at least lose Guanzhong, and the process of land equalization will be interrupted. Maybe a few decades later, there will be a chance to regain Guanzhong, but the opportunity to unify the world will definitely be gone.

If Sima Yan loses, the prestige he has just established will suffer a heavy blow. The Central Plains will no longer be able to advance westward, so he can only take a defensive position and continue to be involuted until he is destroyed!

The two giants of the East and West are wrestling crazily.

The Qin army had a certain advantage with its cavalry, but this advantage could not break the Jin army's heavy infantry formation.

The swords and spears are like forests, the armor is like mountains, and the flags are like clouds.

There are no bones left of those who fell.

The brown earth gradually turned into bright red.

The whimpering autumn wind never stops, as if the heroic spirits of the soldiers are calling, blowing past Yang Zheng's ears over and over again.

Boom, boom, boom...

War drums roared to the east.

Under Sima Yan's teeth, a group of more than 20,000 soldiers slowly walked onto the battlefield.

Wei Guan pointed to the battlefield and said: "Sima Yan has sent the last force!"

Yang Zheng reined in his horse, "Then, it's time to decide the final outcome!"

There are also 2,000 Longxiang battalions, 3,000 Xiaoqi battalions, and more than 10,000 Mansion soldiers beside him.

Wei Guan seemed to have heard that Yang Zheng was about to charge and kill him personally, and hurriedly advised: "Our army is already at an advantage. Generals Wen Yang and Meng Hui are so brave and invincible that they will break the formation in half an hour. Why should your Majesty take the risk yourself?"

Yang Zheng looked at the battlefield.

We are indeed at an advantage, but the Jin army is too numerous.

As for Wen Yang and Meng Fei, more than half of their energy had been lost, and the loss of their horses was particularly huge.

The armored cavalry also lost the momentum that shook the mountains at the beginning.

Only Liu Heng's infantry still maintained a fierce momentum.

With Sima Yan's 20,000 soldiers entering the battle, the Jin army's momentum will definitely return, and the final outcome is still uncertain.

When people should risk their lives, they should risk their lives.

"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, I repaired my sword and spear. I share the same hatred with you!" Yang Zheng suddenly became very popular in poetry and also said, "This is not a personal danger, but a common enemy with you!"

The soldiers fought together in bloody battles. Could it be that Boyu thought that I was a scholar who had no power to tie a chicken?"

"Of course not, Your Majesty, but the war is fierce and dangerous..."

"Sima Yan dares to go to the battlefield. If I don't go and meet him for a while, wouldn't it be a great regret in life?" Yang Zheng said with a smile.

He is not qualified to be an opponent of Sima Yi and has missed Sima Shi. Sima Zhao can't hide behind like Sima Yan?

Wei Guan wanted to persuade him again.

Yang Zheng waved his hand, "This is my destiny! Blow the trumpet and raise the troops!"

This is a killer shot.

The situation on the battlefield no longer allows for additional troops to be added.

Either go all out, or watch the Jin army come back to life.

Of course, Yang Zheng made this choice not out of curiosity, but after careful consideration. Following the army was the safest place.

If he stayed behind, it would be dangerous if Sima Yan came to his senses and sent Youzhou Cavalry to attack.

Sima Yan was also coerced by thousands of troops.

When Yuan Shao fought against Gongsun Zan at the Jieqiao Battle, he sent all his troops to attack, leaving only a hundred men at his side.

More than ten thousand white horse Yi Cong were defeated by Qu Yi's crossbow soldiers.

Gongsun Zan led two thousand defeated troops to pass by the place where Yuan Shao was. Yuan Shao was brave at the critical moment and refused to retreat. He led more than a hundred euphorbia soldiers to fight to the death with Gongsun Zan's cavalry. Fortunately, Gongsun Zan didn't know that Yuan Shao was inside. Seeing that the enemy army was strong, he was confused.

Withdrew...

So Yang Zheng felt that it was the best choice to rush in with the last troops!

The horn sobbed and swept across the battlefield with the autumn wind.

The banner with the word "Qin" moved forward slowly along with the cavalry.

"That's all, let's join the battle with Your Majesty!" Wei Guan pulled out the sword from his waist and shouted: "Soldiers, kill the enemy!"

This sudden voice startled Yang Zheng. Seeing that Wei Guan was also injected with chicken blood, he couldn't help laughing: "This is the good man of my Da Qin!"

Everyone has blood.

Da Qin wants to reshape the brave spirit of Chinese men!

At this moment, countless people looked at the toothbrush behind Yang Zheng.

A huge "Qin" character stands between heaven and earth.

Emperor Qin swept Liuhe, how majestic it was to look at him like a tiger! He swung his sword to cut through the floating clouds, and all the princes came to the west.

In an instant, all the voices on the battlefield became muffled.

In just a short moment, a huge roar exploded on the battlefield like thunder.

"Long live your Majesty! Long live the Qin Dynasty!"

The morale and fighting spirit of the Qin army reached its peak instantly.

More than 15,000 infantry and cavalry poured into the battlefield in a mighty manner, and their momentum was no less than that of a million-strong army.

Every Qin army soldier was excited, and the entire battlefield was boiling.

"How magnificent, to be able to fight side by side with such a heroic lord, I will live up to this life!" Wen Yang changed his horse, straightened up his long legs, and looked at Sima Yan's toothbrush, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

The war horse felt the murderous intention of its master and kept roaring.

Wen Yang pointed his head at an angle and said, "I will take Sima Yan's head directly!"

"Wei!" More than a hundred horsemen around him shouted in unison.

A whirlwind seemed to blow on the battlefield.

And Wenyang turned into a silver light and stabbed in the direction of the Jin army's tooth band.

Meng Fei on the other side threw down the broken knife and replaced it with a long halberd, "It is incompetent for us to make His Majesty risk the arrow himself! My dear men, why should we waste our lives? Kill the enemy!"

But the loudest roar was not him, but Liu Heng.

At this moment, Liu Heng had turned into a crazy beast, his face was blood red, he seemed to have lost his mind, and he roared one after another.

The mace opens and closes wide and goes straight back and forth.

Even his own soldiers did not dare to approach him for fear of being accidentally killed...

From generals to ordinary soldiers, everyone's body seemed to be filled with power again.

Endless.

"kill--"

Even the death camps became brave.

But the Jin army looked behind them.

Sima Yan's toothbrush still stands, fluttering lazily in the wind...

When you compare the two sides, the difference is immediately apparent.

"Little Sima, please die soon!"

"Little Sima, please die soon!"

The soldiers around Yang Zheng shouted in unison.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of people, nearly ten thousand people, shouted together, and the entire battlefield echoed these words.

Sometimes words are more deadly than swords.

Those who kill you will also kill your heart!

If Yang Zheng dares to risk his life now, it depends on whether you, Sima Yan, dare to accept it!
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