Chapter five hundred and nineteenth profit and disadvantage
"A man with brave ears can defeat a bird in one battle." [Three Kingdoms·Wei Shu]
At this time, Yan Liang had already led hundreds of soldiers to rush to the Changshui Camp. Regardless of the opponent's spears and arrows, whether it was a horse's leg or a human's leg, he raised the weapon at hand and smashed it down. The horses of the Changshui Camp were not like Tun's.
The cavalry camp has heavy armor for full body protection. In order to maintain speed, even the cavalry is only covered with light armor.
At this time, when encountering trapped beasts such as Yan Liang, the horses in the front could not avoid them. Some had their legs broken or others were knocked down, so they fell back to both sides. Yan Liang saw the opportunity and got into the gap.
Yan Liang swung his sword to slash at a long water rider. Unexpectedly, the man was prepared first, and nimbly moved his horse to sideways, letting out a disdainful "hum". Yan Liang was stunned, as if he had just noticed the opponent's armor.
Unusually, the man took a step back on his horse, then straightened his head and stabbed Yan Liang in the face.
Yan Liang had no time to dodge, and in a panic, he subconsciously stretched out his left hand, trying to grab the opponent's long spear. As a result, with a pop, the long spear came very quickly, and actually penetrated Yan Liang's left palm. Then the man moved the tip of the spear towards
As soon as he lifted it up, the sharp long spear immediately cut through the bones and flesh of the palm and drew out from between the fingers.
He screamed in pain, and his entire left hand was covered in flesh and blood, and he was bleeding profusely. Yan Liang knew that he could not keep a distance from the cavalry and had to fight with them in close combat. Therefore, he endured the severe pain and stretched out his knife to chop at the man.
Pang De withdrew his spear and saw that he still had some strength left, so he thrust it out again.
This time the knife and the tip of the stick collided suddenly, and a few sparks popped out. Yan Liang's physical strength was amazing, and the knife almost cut off the tip of the opponent's stick.
Pang De was shocked, and withdrew his long spear again. This time, he did not thrust out, but took advantage of the opponent's difficulty and stretched his long spear to the side. He felt that the tip of his spear had accurately reached under the opponent's pocket, accurately.
It pierced the flesh and blood from the gap, and blood flowed out from under Yan Liang's neck for a while.
He exerted his magic power violently, and Yan Liang was knocked to the ground.
At this time, most of the Yuan troops on the pontoon had fled ashore. These people burst out with extraordinary fighting spirit in the face of death. Pound refused to use the precious cavalry as human shields. After dealing with Yan Liang, he raised his hand and
Invite everyone to retreat.
As soon as the cavalry blocking the road retreated, Yuan Jun, who had survived the disaster, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He no longer had the momentum of fighting to the death as he had just before, but scattered in all directions in the space vacated by the Changshui Cavalry.
Pound leisurely led the cavalry back for more than a hundred steps, like a leading horse leading a herd of horses around the grassland, until the cavalry once again formed an awl while running. At the tip of the awl, Pound led the cavalry again
, rushed past the rebels from the side.
The rebels were immediately and completely dispersed. They no longer had the courage and energy to fight. They let the horses' hooves trample them and even dropped their knives, but they did not dare to resist. Among the rebels, Pang De accidentally saw Yan Liang being carried on his back.
He stood up and staggered through the crowd to avoid it.
At this moment, the open space near the bridgehead is full of Changshui cavalry's impact range. There are many Qiang Hu recruited from Zuo Fengyi in the Changshui camp. They are so red-eyed that it is difficult to identify the enemy and ourselves on the battlefield. Even Zhao Yun does not dare to
He casually led his troops off the field to mix things up, and had to stop his troops at the bridge to watch the battle. With such an offensive, how could he get away from the opponent's general?
Pound, as the 'tip of the cone', needed to rush to the most densely populated areas, and it was inconvenient to deviate from the direction. He had no choice but to shout at Yan Liang: "Behead the one on the back!"
Yan Liang was lying in a daze as his soldiers marched north. Unexpectedly, a horse suddenly bumped into him behind him, and then he was slashed on his back. This sudden impact was like a wall falling on him, and the soldiers were stunned. After being knocked to the ground, he no longer cared about Yan Liang's life or death, and even crawled and ran away.
The horse's hoof stepped on Yan Liang's back, and he soon passed out. At the moment before his death, he was still thinking about why Zhang He could do it but he couldn't.
Not long after the war ended, the rain curtain fell down in an instant. The sky and the earth were filled with water vapor. The dust that had previously filled the fields was washed clean by the sudden rain. The calm river suddenly surged. , the surge was so surging that it destroyed the last small pontoon bridge on the shore in an instant.
On the east side of the river, the camp that had just been marched across the river was fluttering in the wind and rain with a large banner with the word "Chinese" on a red background. It was like a blazing fire in the misty rain, clearly indicating the winner of this first battle.
There was a wooden couch lying beside the spacious and simple tent. The couch was also covered with summer mats and bamboo mats. A young man who had put on a light shirt was leaning on a low table with his elbows and his head on his hands, sitting leisurely. On the couch, with the skylight filtering through the tent, I listened carefully to the heavy sound of rain on the roof. Next to me were several people of the same age in regular clothes, also sitting on the left and right.
Behind the young man, there was a clothes rack with a Mingguang armor made of fine steel hanging on it. In front of the armor was a small table, and a simple-looking long sword was placed across the shelf on the table.
"This rain came in time." Secretary Lang Shi Sun Meng broke the silence and said softly: "If it had come a moment earlier, Yan Liang's men might have used the rain to escape, and I am afraid we would not have been able to achieve full success. But if it had come a moment later, Yuan Shao's army would suddenly At this time, our army is not in good order, so we might take advantage of them, so it’s really as if God will help us.”
"From what I can see today, Yan Liang is a narrow-minded man. He can be a general who rushes into battle, but cannot lead an army alone." Secretary Lang Pei Qian glanced at Shi Sun Meng and also echoed: "Yuan Shao has been in charge of him for a long time. , I still don’t know that this huge defeat is inevitable.”
"So what if God helps?" Except for the sapphire hairpin stuck in his head, the emperor's attire was nothing special among the teenagers, but he seemed to always be the presence of the stars. With just one mouth, he let everyone know People turned their eyes to him: "The battle must continue. The rain gives us time to rest, but it also makes the roads muddy, making it difficult for the cavalry to run. This is not necessarily God's help."
"If God really helps me, why can't I see the star of Kunyang?"
The emperor's laughter made everyone stop laughing.
Pei Qian was the only one in the audience who could joke with the emperor, but as he grew older, his weak-headed personality gradually became calmer, and the young man who once laughed and laughed gradually faded away.
Pei Qian stopped talking, and the others such as Wang Can, Wei Kang, Wen Hui and others became even more difficult to talk to.
Shisun Rui felt strange in his heart that the emperor often talked about the saying that although the fortunes of the Han Dynasty had changed, the destiny of the Han Dynasty would still remain. He even began to privately ask the tortoises at the Lingtai to wait for the imperial edict and Jianghe. Li Shu and others began to ponder the prophecies. But sometimes his words and actions seem to not take fate, ghosts and gods seriously at all. To him, these are just tools that can be used and picked up casually.
This idea seemed unbelievable to Shisun Rui. He did not dare to think about it, let alone believe that there were people in the world who did not believe in destiny, ghosts and gods. Even if there were people, they should not be emperors.