Chapter 1961 : Chapter Nine hundred and ninety-two: Handsome Flag Pressed Up (1)
Chapter 992: The handsome flag is on
"kill."
After the king's general rushed into the battle, the three sharp knives were completed. For a time, the Han army attacked fiercely. Zhao Yun, Chen Ben, and Zhang Fang each rode their horses and raised their swords to fight in front.
The soldiers also rushed forward bravely, and the roar of killing rose into the sky.
Under such a rapid and violent offensive of the Han army, Guo Tu's army rarely collapsed. On the one hand, it was indeed an elite soldier. On the other hand, there were many people. They were close to each other. They could rely on them to build up their courage.[
I saw armies from both sides going back and forth, swords and spears coming, living lives disappearing rapidly. The two sides were fighting extremely fiercely. A decisive battle, this was the real decisive battle.
It was not a sneak attack or an ambush, but the armies of both sides were drawn together for a decisive battle.
This is the situation Guo Tu expected, that is, after this battle, he will ask the sky who is the real hero. There is no other way except a decisive battle.
However, the overall situation did not go the way Guo Tu had expected. Although the Han army was small in number and was short of men and horses, there would be brave men and soldiers with fighting spirit.
They fought against Guo Tu's army and gained the upper hand. This advantage was not an ordinary advantage, but an overall advantage. Guo Tu's army numbered forty or fifty thousand, while the Han army only had more than ten thousand.
But the Han army killed five Guo Tu soldiers, and Guo Tu soldiers could kill one Han army. This is the advantage, this is the real advantage.
As soon as they got out of the cage, they were all competing against each other, tearing apart their prey crazily. This is the ferocity of the Han army.
"Ah, ah, ah."
"No."
At this moment, most of the screams on the battlefield came from Yuan's soldiers. At this moment, Guo Tu and others made fun of the king's general's personal soldiers as turtles, and also laughed at Liu Feng's pursuit, which was sixty or seventy miles ahead, but was defeated.
Zhang Liao pursued them for 70 to 80 miles, a total of 140 to 50 miles, but was exhausted.
Just come quickly and die.
All the ridicule before the war turned into ridicule at this moment, and the casualties of the soldiers were like slaps on the faces of Guo Tu and others, creating a loud slap in the face.
As a result, the faces of Guo Tu, the Sima on the left and right under Guo Tu, and the remaining ten generals of Yuan Shao turned red, and they were so hot.
"Kill, I don't believe it. The Han army is really made of molten iron. As long as you fight hard with them and wear out their physical strength, you can defeat them. Kill, kill, kill."
Infected by this atmosphere, Guo Tu gradually became violent. He held a long sword in his hand, as if he was a gambler, betting with tens of thousands of troops against Liu Fenghao to see who was the hero of the world.
Following Guo Tu's rage, the other generals of Yuan's army were more or less going crazy, and they also roared to boost their morale.
"Kill, kill, kill. I don't believe it either. The Han army is truly invincible."
"I don't believe it, I will never believe it."
"As long as you persist, you will win, kill."[
"The elite soldiers of Hebei are the real elite soldiers of the world. The Han army is just a moment of bravery. There is no need to be afraid."
Under the roars of the generals, the morale of Guo Tu's soldiers suddenly improved. They roared, thrust their spears at the Han army and launched a counterattack.
"kill."
Guo Tu's soldiers had blood-red eyes and charged forward sharply. The sharp spears in the hands of many soldiers penetrated the chests of the Han soldiers. When the spears were pulled out, blood gushed out like spring water.