Just now, he discovered that Baima Yi, who was still invincible in the middle, started to fall apart.
Although the cavalry still carried the banner of "Gongsun", he keenly felt that something had happened to his beloved disciple Gongsun Zan.
Sure enough, the remaining white horse soldiers came back carrying Gongsun Zan's body.
His nephew Zheng Yi was carrying Gongsun Zan on his back and crying in front of him, while his son also held Gongsun Zan's hand and cried bitterly.
Lu Zhi only felt that the world was spinning.
No, no, I still have to persist, I can't fall.
Lu Zhi tried to calm down and asked Zheng Yi:
"How did Zan'er die?"
Zheng Yi looked sad and sobbed:
"When senior brother led us to rush into the crossbow formation, we were assassinated by a stray arrow and died in battle."
Lu Zhi saw Gongsun Du kneeling on one side. He recognized this man and saw that his armor was neatly dressed, so he directly ordered:
"Can Baima Yicong still fight?"
Gongsun Du frowned and said frankly:
"More than half of the losses have been lost, I'm afraid if we fight again..."
Lu Zhi had no time to listen to this and interrupted directly:
"You are the new Captain Baima, leading Baima Yicong and Hu Hanqi to reorganize. I'll give you half an hour to reorganize the central army. Can it be completed?"
Gongsun Du knew that he and Lu Zhi had no personal relationship to maintain. He could only be taken seriously by his ability and courage to do things.
So, he gritted his teeth and said:
"When the general receives an order, he must complete his mission."
Afterwards, Gongsun Du took the remaining white horse generals and moved the army outside the central army, speeding up time to mix and combine new Hu cavalry to re-form combat effectiveness.
Well, now, Lu Zhi has lost his humerus again.
Now that the east side has collapsed, the middle line can still be supported with reinforcements, but the west line is doing well, and the entire front is generally maintained.
But what about the army? Zhou Zhong had 6,000 troops on the east road, but he lost them. Gongsun Zan had 6,000 troops in reserve, and more than 1,000 cavalry were left to withdraw to the central army. About 2,000 infantry were stranded on the battlefield in the middle road. Life or death was uncertain.
.
Wei Duan, who was in the middle, originally had eight thousand troops, but now they are all gone. Later, in order to stabilize the front in the middle, Lu Zhi transferred eight battalions from his old camp and added two battalions from Gongsun Zan, for a total of ten.
The camp head went up.
On the west road, Li Min has also led his army to support Wei Jie. A total of ten thousand people are intertwined with the Taishan army on the opposite side.
In other words, out of his fifty-two battalion heads before the war, at least seventeen battalion heads have collapsed and twenty-five battalion heads are fighting. He only has ten troops left at his disposal.
It's the end of the camp.
Looking across from Lu Zhi in the distance, the Chinese army attacking the thieves was densely arranged, and it seemed that their strength had not been reduced at all until now.
This made Lu Zhi despair and lamented:
"Hejian Corps, when will you arrive?"
…
At the same time, the reinforcements Lu Zhi longed for, namely the 20,000 Hejian Corps led by Yang Xuan, Chen Yan, and Linghu Yu, were struggling to move forward in the mud.
There was no marching road from where the Hejian Legion was stationed at that time to Zhongren Pavilion, and because of the heavy rains in the previous two days, the dirt road turned into a yellow mud road, and even some places were swamps. It was already inaccessible, and every step of the way
You will lose your life along the way.
One can imagine how much hardship the officers and soldiers of the Hejian Army suffered along the way.
Naturally, not everyone persisted.
The first one who couldn't hold on was Chen Yan. He had handed over the Hejian soldiers to Yang Xuan. From this point of view, he actually had no ambition. The reason why he joined the army now was just a family honor.
Support.
But because of the rapid march on the road, he got caught in the rain and fell ill.
Finally, Yang Xuan saw Chen Yan's situation and understood it in her heart, so she left a hundred people as Chen Yan's bodyguards to take care of him, and then continued to lead the legion.
On the road that followed, the Hejian soldiers, the Bohai soldiers, and the Anping soldiers suffered greatly.
Because this road is more difficult than the eastern section.
At this time, the Jizhou area was still a primitive landform with dense forests and crisscrossing river networks.
Then, due to two consecutive days of heavy rain, the original creek swelled. The water level, which was only above the knees, suddenly rose to the chest.
If the Hejian Corps wanted to cross these waterways, they could only abandon their baggage and horses, and then join hands to wade through the water.
The process of crossing the river is full of dangers.
Because the depth of the water varies in different parts of the waterway, some reach the chests of the officials, and some can submerge over the top. And these officials of the Hejian Corps are not really human walls.
Many officers and soldiers stepped into deep water and struggled. In the process, the soldiers on both sides fell down. Except for those who gave up decisively, many of them drowned in the water.
But it was all worth it, at three o'clock on August 11th.
The Hejian Corps finally arrived less than two miles away from the Zhongren Pavilion, where the roar of the battlefield could already be heard.
Although the Hejian Corps at this time only had 13,000 men, even though they had lost all their baggage, heavy troops, and war horses, even though they had not eaten for half a day, even though they were exhausted.
But they finally arrived on the battlefield on time, and they accomplished a great feat.
When the tired sergeants saw their governors Yang Xuan and Linghu Yu walking up to them wearing muddy cloaks, everyone cheered.
Yang Xuan and Linghu Yu looked at each other, and finally it was Yang Xuan who said:
"My fellow disciples of Hejian, Bohai, and Anping. Be quiet, be quiet, and listen to me. It's far from the time to cheer and celebrate. It won't be too late when we drink the celebratory wine after the war.
.What I want to tell everyone is that you are the most loyal and tenacious warriors I have ever seen. The reason why you can go through this journey must be your loyalty to the Han Dynasty."
"When I was as old as you, I, like you, set foot on the battlefield in Xizhou. There, I won military merits and honors. But what I gained more is that I will be rewarded by the Han Dynasty.
Military merit, fierce generals and virtuous ministers must be promoted in the army. In my Han family, as long as you have made meritorious service, you can become a feudal official like me, with a position of two thousand stones. From then on, all the descendants and clan members will be favored.
."
"And now, there is such a military exploit that changes your fate just ahead. At this time, the enemy army has been fighting with Lu Shuai's main force for a long time, and the troops are exhausted. As long as we drive over, the military exploit will be to find something. Compared with this
The arduous march that Yu Er and others endured before is not worth mentioning at all."
"This is what you have paid for, but what can you get? In addition to the honor you deserve, I will let each of you return home with gold, silver and slaves. When you are old, sitting on good land and beautiful maids, your grandson will ask you
Why is our family so rich? You can proudly tell him that you earned all this today."
"Believe me, hold your sword and follow me. I will not only help you become a human being, but I will also make each of you a master."
"And all you have to do is risk your lives for the last time. Do you dare to gamble with me, Yang Xuan?"
Yang Xuan used the simplest words to inspire the deepest desires in the hearts of all officials.
That is, as a master, they also want their children to grow up to be high-ranking officials and enjoy the wonderful things in the world without any worries.
So all the officials shouted:
"I'm willing."
Yang Xuan yelled and drew his sword:
"Okay, then come with me. The enemy is in the middle pavilion, come with me to make achievements!"
So, 12,000 Han troops, with red eyes open and covered in mud, joined the Zhongrenting battlefield step by step.
Zhang Chong didn't know about this.
Then, this battle, the most serious test, arrived.
…
At any time, in any place, on any occasion, there is always a shortage of people who love to watch the excitement.
At the Zhongrenting battlefield, in addition to the protagonist's Zhenbei Army and Taishan Army, there are also a group of spectators and spectators.
They are all local tycoons from nearby Shanliao, Lihu, and the outcome of the war will affect the fate of their families.
They hid in the mountains and forests, constantly hunting lone warriors, and always paying attention to the Zhongrenting battlefield.
After all, they had never seen a major battle involving 100,000 people in their lives.
Jufan met once, and they had enough talk in their lifetime to brag about their martial prowess to the younger generation.
Especially, when they can also take out a well-preserved ring-headed sword or a rusty arrowhead, and say that these are the trophies that Nigong obtained in that great battle, it becomes even more convincing.
In short, in the deadly battlefield of Zhongrenting, this group of people watched everything on the battlefield with this mentality.
At this time, at the very edge of the battlefield, two young sons of Orion were squatting behind a large rock, listening intently to the fighting not far away.
Both of them were barefoot and dark-skinned. But one was taller and stronger, with scars on his arms; the other was shorter, and the down at the corners of his mouth was not broken.
They were both from the neighborhood, two brothers, the older one was called Bai Hu and the younger one was called White Rabbit. Just by looking at their names, one could tell that they were not from the Han family, but more likely from Bai Di, a descendant of the Zhongshan Kingdom.
At this time, the younger brother Bai Rabbit said to his elder brother with an envious look:
"Brother, those people are really impressive. I can't even imagine how much wealth we would make if we could get closer."
As the battle at Zhongrenting began, everyone from the nearby shanliao to the villagers gathered around them.
It's like two giant whales fighting, and the flesh and blood shed from the fight can fatten the small fish nearby.
But fish schools also have rules.
The stronger ones naturally stay closer and can eat more, while the weaker ones stay closer and can only pick up what is missed in front.
Nature always follows this law of power.
Those with strength will be given priority.
Although the two Bai brothers are weak enough, they are still two men. They have hunting knives and bows in their hands, so they still occupy a good hunting ground in the outermost area.
It's a pity that no lone warrior has passed by them yet.
Now, hearing his brother say such envious words, Bai Hu pondered for a moment and reminded:
"In this mountain forest, the roles of hunter and prey are always switching inadvertently. For example, no one would have thought that those arrogant warriors would be killed by hunter followers using hunting bows and dung forks. But we are really hunters.
Is it? Those who are closer to the battlefield, although they can get more loot, are more likely to be killed by the retreating warriors. It is not as good as us, although the profit is small, but the victory is safety."
Obviously, from Bai Hu's words, it can be seen that he should be a person with a story, not an ignorant mountain villager.
White Rabbit was very convinced by his elder brother's words, so he calmed down his unwillingness a little. He thought of another question:
"Brother, why do you think those soldiers are killed like this? We are in the mountains, and those tigers, leopards, bears and wolves also hunt, but it's all for food and clothing. The same goes for the prey we kill, all to fill our stomachs. Could it be that they
Is that true too?"
Bai Hu pursed his lips, not knowing how to explain. He could only answer with his own understanding:
"Brother Ji, you know that I left the mountains very early and never told you what I did. I went to Taiping Road and then joined the Yellow Turban Army. It was only after things failed and my brothers died tragically that I
Back. Now, not far away, one is the most famous General Chongtian of our Taiping Dao. The other side is the old thief Lu Zhi who suppressed our Taiping Dao. If you ask why the two parties are fighting, I will tell you.
.”
White Rabbit opened his eyes wide, waiting for the answer.
At this time, the sunlight fell on the white tiger's face, which was golden. Only the dark shadow on the cheek made the white tiger look more three-dimensional.
Bai Hu’s last reply was this word:
"For the sake of fairness."
White Rabbit murmured:
"fair?"
Bai Hu nodded, his tone seemed quite excited:
"The great sage once said, I harvested the prey, cultivated the fields, and weaved the silk. But why are we the poorest? Why do we live in bird's nests and animal dens, with no clothes on our bodies? This is why we are the poorest.
Something is wrong inside."
The white rabbit doesn’t understand. The white tiger explains:
"Your two brothers and our father were born in this forest farm. The prey here was given by God. They hunted the bear skins with their bows and arrows. Why did they finally offer them to the local tycoons nearby? But this donation met with disaster again.
In order to get more bear skins, they drove their father and brother into the mountains to hunt, and finally lost their lives. This is unfair."
At this time, the white rabbit with red eyes understood.
He clenched his fists and said to his elder brother:
"Brother, isn't that General Chongtian one of our own? Then why don't we help him?"
The white tiger touched the white rabbit's head and said lovingly:
"Those are the affairs of other people's big shots, and we are not allowed to get involved in them. Overestimating your capabilities will only lead to loss of life. I am just a relative like you, so don't get involved in these big things."
White Rabbit nodded and could only look at the battlefield over there with regret.
The battle was so big that even three to five hundred people could not even be counted. I heard from my elder brother that it was a battle of 100,000 people. I really want to see how many of these 100,000 people there are!
So the two brothers stopped talking and quietly waited for their prey to slip through the net.
Suddenly, White Tiger lay on the ground with his ears on the ground. His expression changed drastically. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said to his brother White Rabbit:
"Just stay here and don't go anywhere. Don't hunt anymore, just hide. Don't come out unless I shout."
Seeing that his younger brother was still confused, Bai Hu said it again before letting his younger brother remember.
After that, the white tiger jumped up from behind the big stone, and then ran like an ape through the forest.
After he left, White Rabbit obediently hid, not understanding why his elder brother was like this.
White Rabbit didn't know how long it had passed before his brother came back.
However, the white tiger was not in good condition at this time. He was hit by three arrows in the back and his back was covered with blood.
The white rabbit panicked, grabbed the white tiger's arm and cried.
But suddenly, White Rabbit was woken up by a slap from White Tiger.
White Tiger was very, very serious at this time. He told White Rabbit in an extremely serious tone:
"You must remember the following passage. You must remember it for me and don't miss a word. You must take this sentence to the Zhongrenting battlefield and find an apricot-yellow scroll.
Find the general holding the nine-section staff and tell him this. Do you hear it?"
But White Rabbit didn't care about this. He was looking for some herbs with him to stop his brother's bleeding.
But White Rabbit was slapped twice by White Tiger, and he cursed:
"Idiot, remember this sentence for me and take it with you. Remember, look for the apricot-yellow banner to find the man holding the nine-section staff. Do you understand? Ah, do you understand?"
Because he was angry, the white tiger spit out another mouthful of blood and sprayed it directly on the white rabbit's face.
Only then did White Rabbit cry:
"I know, I know. Brother, tell me, I will die trying to remember it."
Soon, the white tiger finished talking, and the white rabbit, reluctant to leave, went straight to the middle man's pavilion from a mountain road.
Looking at his younger brother's back, Bai Hu was smiling.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone has a happy reunion. Xiao Chen made Hungarian beef stew and sent a picture for his family to try online first.