Chapter 510 On the banks of the fertile water, have a good fight!
(The middle of the month has passed. Captain, please ask for a few more monthly tickets. Asking for monthly tickets is an attitude. It shows that Captain has been working hard. Please also give Captain some encouragement.)
The sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the autumn air is crisp.
The wind comes from the west, and there is a rich moisture in the air.
In the sky above our heads, crows have begun to circle. They seem to have smelled the smell of blood and are screaming happily waiting for a feast that belongs to them.
At the end of the horizon, a thin black line appeared.
The black line slowly squirmed, gradually becoming thicker, like a black cloud sticking to the ground, slowly advancing along the Feishui River.
Get closer, and it looks like a roaring wave, rolling in and surging forward.
Finally, the surging waves revealed their ferocious true face.
It was a huge military formation that stretched as far as the eye could see, vast and majestic, rolling over.
The forest of swords and halberds is like the fangs of the god of death, reflecting the frightening cold light.
The flag rolled like waves, covering the sky and the sun, and in the center of the sea of flags, a huge red flag with the word "Yan" standing proudly.
Those fierce-blooded soldiers felt honored and proud to be able to protect the country surrounded by that red flag.
Under the red flag, Yan Liang sat with his war horse on his crotch, slowly looking up, his gaze like a blade, directed straight ahead.
At the end of the field of vision, the enemy's figure gradually came into view.
The flags of "Zhou" and "Guan" were separated from east to west, and the same huge military formation composed of more than 30,000 Zhou and Liu coalition troops was also slowly retreating from north to south along Feishui.
On the left wing is the Huainan Army commanded by Zhou Yu. On the right wing is Guan Yu's Xuzhou Army.
The two legions covered each other and moved forward slowly.
Under the banner with the word "zhou", Zhou Yu's eyes were cold and his expression was gloomy and solemn.
The generals around Zhou Yu also had gloomy faces, and little confidence could be seen, as if this was a decisive battle that they were unwilling to participate in.
Zhou Yu was indeed very reluctant.
He really couldn't figure out what provoked Guan Yu and why he suddenly became so unreasonable. He had to take risks and fight Yan Liang to the death.
What Zhou Yu found even more unacceptable was Guan Yu's extremely arrogant attitude, which was almost close to giving orders.
You, a humble man with a background of selling jujubes, how can you be so arrogant? You dare to be so rude to me, Zhou Yu. This is simply too much bullying.
At the moment of the negotiation that night, Zhou Yu even had an impulse to capture Guan Yu on the spot and kill the arrogant man with one knife.
But Zhou Yu finally had to swallow his bad breath, and finally agreed to Guan Yu's decisive battle plan.
Because he has no choice.
If he kills Guan Yu, he will face a double attack from Liu Bei and Yan Liang, and there will be no hope of survival.
He did not cooperate with Guan Yu and allowed Guan Yu to lead his army away. He only had 20,000 soldiers with low morale. How could he resist Yan Liang's 60,000 army?
In desperation, Zhou Yu could only compromise bitterly.
Taishi Ci persuaded Zhou Yu. Although Guan Yu's attack was a bit risky, with Guan Yu's bravery and the elite Xuzhou army, as long as he could defend Yan Liang's cavalry and fight hard, he might not have no chance of winning.
As long as Yan Liang can be defeated in a decisive battle in the wild, the battle of Hefei will be solved, and Yan Liang can be driven out of Huainan in one fell swoop.
It might even be possible to take advantage of the victory to cross the Yangtze River and take advantage of the situation to regain Jiangdong.
With Tai Shici's encouragement, Zhou Yu could only cheer up and, holding on to the so-called hope, marched out with his entire army today to cooperate with Guan Yu in the battle.
Compared with Zhou Yu who was in a depressed mood, Guan Yu was extremely high-spirited at this time.
Sitting on a red rabbit horse, holding a green dragon sword in his hand, Guan Yu moved forward slowly.
The mighty Yan Jun army approaching them looked so small in Guan Yu's half-open and half-closed eyes, as if they were vulnerable to a single blow.
With his long beard fluttering, Guan Yu's red face was as proud as fire.
"Yan Liang, after waiting for so many years, today, I, Guan Yu, have finally waited for my revenge. I couldn't kill you in the battle of White Horse. Today, I have to cut off your head with my own hands."
Guan Yu secretly gritted his teeth, hatred and pride flowing crazily on his face.
The more than 15,000 Xuzhou regiments under his command, driven by his hatred, aligned themselves and moved forward with high morale.
Two huge legions advanced toward each other along the Feishui River. When they were five hundred steps away, they stopped their advance with a tacit understanding.
Yan Liang raised his eyes and looked into the distance, observing the situation of the enemy's formation. After scanning for a long time, he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.
At the forefront of the Zhou and Liu coalition formations was a huge shield. Although he couldn't see it clearly, Yan Liang could conclude that this shield must have been set up by the enemy to guard against his ballistas and repeating crossbows.
In the gaps between the large shields, there were dense forests of spears, shaped like hedgehogs. It was obvious that such a dense forest of spears was to prevent his heavy cavalry from making a central breakthrough.
Looking at the two wings of the enemy formation, in addition to a large number of crossbowmen, there are also rows of halberdiers, and at the rear of the enemy formation, there are seven or eight hundred cavalry.
Such a formation from behind was obviously to prevent Yan Liang's light cavalry from taking a detour to the rear.
Yan Liang had to admit that Zhou Yu and Guan Yu, two arrogant guys, had done thorough research on themselves. They were so experienced in setting up such a targeted formation, which was obviously to restrain their own army's advantage in field operations.
"Lord, it seems that the enemy's formation is well prepared." Zhang Liaoyao pointed to the enemy troops.
However, Yan Liang looked calm and sneered: "It's better to come prepared, otherwise even if you win this battle, it won't be interesting."
Yan Liang was still bold and confident, and his strong self-confidence also made the soldiers on his left and right more determined.
At this time, in the enemy formation five hundred steps away, the rumble of war drums was already beating, and the enemy formation that had originally stopped began to slowly advance forward again.
"Wenyuan, go ahead and act according to Gu's signal." Yan Liang waved his hand.
"No." Zhang Liao turned his horse around and ran straight to the rear.
Zhou Yu and Guan Yu came prepared. Yan Liang had expected it. He had a great strategist like Pang Tong, so he also had some unique tricks up his sleeve.
The enemy's position was already more than 400 steps away in the blink of an eye.
The officers and soldiers of the three armies were all nervous, their fingers clenching their weapons clenched, and the fighting spirit that was ready to fight surged like a tide on the young faces.
Yan Liang took a deep breath. He raised his arm and pointed the sword forward in his hand.
Tom-tom-tom——
Wuwuwu——
More than a dozen large cowhide drums were beaten, and loud horns were also blown. The deafening sound of the horns drowned out the enemy's drums.
The hearts of the soldiers of the three armies were like a silent lake, suddenly boiling.
Amidst the sound of horns, military formations of 30,000 soldiers, large and small, began to advance like an iron wall to the beat of drums.
Sixty thousand people and 120,000 feet from both warring parties stepped out heavily at the same time on the ground that was less than a mile in radius.
The earth is trembling and the sky is about to change color.
Four hundred steps——
Three hundred steps——
Two hundred steps——
Both the enemy and ourselves have entered the range of strong bows and crossbows.
Almost at the same time, the buzzing sound of thousands of birds flying together sounded, and the crossbowmen hidden behind the shieldmen opened their bows and fired arrows at the same time.
A huge dragnet-like arrow net, like two huge black clouds, rose into the sky, intertwined in mid-air, and then fell towards the opponent's formation like a violent storm.
The sound of screams suddenly started.
Even though both sides were equipped with large shields, under such a dense rain of arrows, there were still unfortunate soldiers who died under arrows that passed through the gaps in the shields.
In Yan's army formation, the medical soldiers accompanying the army quickly carried the injured soldiers to the rear, where a medical camp composed of more than a hundred doctors was already ready to treat the injured immediately.
However, the enemy army on the opposite side abandoned the injured soldiers behind them and continued to advance indifferently.
Yan Liang's vision beyond the times is fully revealed in these subtle details.
According to Yan Liang's many years of experience, most of the soldiers who died in every battle did not die directly under the enemy's sword, but after being injured, they did not receive timely treatment and finally died of wound infection or excessive blood loss.
Down.
Most of the princes' approach was to wait until the battle was over before rescuing the patient, but the success rate of resuscitation was very low.
Yan Liang believes that if treatment measures can be taken as soon as possible, the chance of success will be greatly improved.
Once these injured soldiers are rescued, not only can they continue to fight, but they will also grow into experienced veterans, which will undoubtedly be of great help in improving the overall combat effectiveness of their own army.
Moreover, if the wounded could survive and return to the battle, Yan Liang would no longer need to recruit young men from the common people to supplement his troops, which in turn would save labor for the economy.
In the enemy formation, Guan Yu saw this scene, and a mocking sneer appeared on his proud face.
"Yan Liang is a man who is busy treating wounded soldiers in the middle of a battle. He really can't tell the priorities. If I don't defeat you in this battle, I will write the word "Guan" backwards!"
The arrogant Guan Yu became more confident and held the Green Dragon Sword in his hand tighter and tighter.
Amidst the roar of war drums, the enemy formations on both sides were approaching fifty steps. At this distance, bows and crossbows had lost their effect.
The time has come.
Yan Liang's eyes narrowed, his long sword suddenly swung forward, and he shouted: "All the troops, charge into formation——"
When the order was passed, the sound of drums and war drums suddenly became louder, and the red command flag of the Chinese army also waved to send a signal.
"Fight for the lord and kill all the enemy thieves -" the veteran Huang Zhong, commanding the right wing of the front army, showed his long sword and roared sharply.
"kill--"
"kill--"
A beast-like roar suddenly erupted, and the sword and shield wielders in the front row, who had been advancing in unison, burst out and ran towards the enemy at full speed.
At the same time, Gan Ning's left-wing army also launched its attack. On the line that stretched for miles, more than 20,000 Yan Jun soldiers rushed out like a flood that broke a dike.
Not to be outdone, the enemy army also issued orders to charge into the formation at the same time.
The 20,000 Zhou Liu coalition troops roared out and crashed into the oncoming Yan army's troops like a tidal wave.
A few seconds later, there was a crash like a landslide and earth shattering between heaven and earth.
At the line where the two armies collided, flying blood and broken shields and halberds rose into the sky, forming a bloody waterfall rising from the ground in an instant.
Heart-rending screams began immediately.
More than 40,000 people were soon fighting in a melee on the banks of the Feishui River.
In the middle of the two armies, the three commanders all had their brows furrowed and stared sternly at the thrilling melee in front of them.
The real brutal battle is yet to come. (To be continued.)