"Woo... Wu..." The sound of charging horns echoed throughout the mountains and fields.
The strong momentum of the front army greatly stimulated the entire Xianbei army. The trumpeters blew all the breath in their chests and lungs into the horns, turning them into vast and majestic notes, inspiring the strongest fighting spirit of every Xianbei people.
The setting sun is like blood, and dusk is approaching.
The sound of gunfire filled the whole world.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..." Looking up at the orange-red sky, his heartbeat could be heard clearly. Wang Yu took a long breath and slowly closed his eyes.
Feel the pride of the bloody battle at the frontier, feel the blood boiling all over your body, feel the strongest emotions between heaven and earth, and deeply imprint in your heart the most magnificent scenery that human beings can create.
Immediately, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, raised his arms and shouted: "Beat the drum!"
Three hundred war drums beat at the same time, and the sound of the drums that shook the world soared into the sky, like a thunderbolt exploding in the sky, surging in the sky of Youzhou, drowning out the earth-shattering shouts and cheers of the Xianbei people.
Wang Yu slowly looked back and scanned the infantry array behind him.
In this attack, the Qingzhou Army adhered to the concept of those who are ready to fight: the forward is the iron cavalry, and the light cavalry is on the two wings to support them; the backbone is the Deefeng Battalion led by Xu Huang. After expansion, the number has reached 3,000.
The elite second battalion that captured the city and broke the formation on both wings was also composed of veterans who had experienced the Hebei War.
The rear army consisted of numerous battalions of new soldiers.
Generally speaking, even if they have undergone the exact same military training and are equipped with the same armor, whether they have experienced battle formations is also an important indicator of whether the soldiers are elite or not. If those veterans who have gone through the tragic experience of the Hebei War form a military formation, their combat strength will be
More than double the number of new recruits.
The other armies of the Hussars were all composed of a mixture of veterans and recruits after their expansion. Among them, the Habayashi Army had the most even distribution. On average, one veteran led three recruits, and the army expanded exactly four times.
The Taishan Army is completely the opposite. Except for the officers, recruits and veterans are basically distinct. Although the three battalions that have joined the battle currently have only 7,000 people, they are already the most elite three battalions of the Taishan Army.
Although the remaining five battalions have a total of 10,000 soldiers, almost all of them are new recruits.
If Leader and others had a precise understanding of this, they would definitely be laughing from ear to ear.
Even if Wang Yu is leading them, with more than 10,000 new soldiers, it is impossible to reverse the situation of the battle, not to mention that he has made arrangements against Wang Yu... From this, it can be inferred that this battle is definitely won.
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Kuitou and others didn't know it, but the generals of the Youzhou Army knew it. This was not considered a military secret. Given the relationship between the two armies, one didn't need to ask any special questions to understand it.
"This is bad!"
Guan Jing exclaimed, holding his hands on the battlements. The blue bricks of the battlements were so cold that they penetrated the human body, but he was still stunned. He just lamented: "Wang Junhou is too impulsive this time. Even if he comes to help, he should not
Put the cavalry in the forward position! If the cavalry is staying next to him at this moment, if he sees where the leader is and strikes with all his strength, maybe... But now, what should I do? "
When Wang Yu didn't come, Guan Jing didn't say anything, but he felt resentful in his heart. He thought that the other party was unwilling to save him and was inconsistent with his appearance. Now that Wang Yu came, Guan Jing truly realized that even if the other party tried his best, he still wanted to
It is also very difficult to break the siege of Juyong.
Seeing the Qingzhou Army's overwhelming momentum from the beginning, gradually falling into a stalemate, and finally falling at a disadvantage, Guan Jing's heart grew colder and colder. He finally figured it out. Why did his lord refuse to ask Wang Yu for help or break out of the encirclement?
He was stubborn and put on a defensive stance.
The reason is very simple. The lord has long anticipated today's situation.
In fact, if you think about it, when Xianbei made a surprise attack that day, the lord led his army to fight to the death. At the beginning, he had the upper hand. But the Hulu were different from ordinary armies. Their combat power was not high, but they had toughness and fighting skills.
The momentum of fighting for one's life is not much worse than that of the army in the Central Plains. The lack of combat power is due to external factors such as weapons and equipment, and the training of military techniques, but the momentum of fighting for one's life is innate.
Now look at it, although the Qingzhou Army is stronger than the Youzhou Army, and Wang Yu is well prepared, it is really difficult to defeat a hundred thousand Hu Cavalry head-on with only 20,000 soldiers, even with a hussar general.
Being brave will eventually lead to failure.
If the Qingzhou Army is defeated here, the Lord, as well as all the staff and soldiers of the Youzhou Army, will definitely be written down by historians as a model of selfishness and deception of allies, and will be engraved on the pillar of shame in history!
Guan Jing was anxious and frightened, as if a fire had been lit in his heart, burning him inside out. If Wang Yu retreated now, not only would he not have any complaints, but he would cry with joy.
As long as the Qingzhou Army's losses are not too great, it will be fine.
"Blow the drum! Beat the drum with all your strength!" Gongsun Zan ignored Guan Jing completely. Regardless of victory or defeat, since the battle has begun, there is no need to think too much, just fight with all your strength and fight until the last moment!
He believed that the young hero he admired most would not be so thoughtless as to make a half-assed attack. Now that Peng Ju is here, he should have thought about it and have the corresponding chance of winning!
So, at this moment, all I can do is believe in it!
The central Qingzhou Army was still more than ten miles away from Juyong City. In the increasingly dense twilight, not to mention the people, even the flags could not be clearly seen. They could only make out their general outlines.
But at this moment, at the most critical moment of the fierce battle, the two sides have reached a tacit understanding, and the war drums above and below the city invariably beat the most exciting rhythm!
The Hu people did not know the allusions to the Central Plains, nor did they understand the surging pride contained in the sound of war drums. However, all the generals in Qingzhou were well-educated and well-versed in strategy. After only hearing the beginning, they already knew what their lord was thinking.
Sinking boat!
This drumbeat is taken from the allusion of Xiang Ji crossing the Zhang River, aiding a giant deer, breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, and fighting a last-ditch battle.
At that time, the Qin army was gaining momentum and gathered 400,000 troops to besiege Julu. Although the princes came for reinforcements, none of them dared to face the sharp Qin army. They only dug deep trenches and thick fortresses from a distance and hid behind them.
At this moment, Xiang Yu led 20,000 soldiers across the Zhang River, burning cauldrons and boats, expressing his determination not to return unless victorious. Then he marched northward, winning nine battles and nine victories, and finally defeated the Qin army, thus confirming the fall of the Qin state.
At this moment, Wang Yu and Gongsun Zan were beating the drum at the same time, and its meaning was needless to say. All the generals were in high spirits, but Zhang Liao was the only one who was worried.
He discovered the intentions of the Xianbei Golden Wolf Guards. These people were waiting to snipe Wang Yu! Although there are many advantages to the commander's personal visit to the battle formation, the disadvantages cannot be ignored. Once there is an emergency, the battle is won.
So what?
Zhang Liao wished he could take his place or remind Wang Yu, but now he and his troops were surrounded by dense barbarians, with shouts of death and drums and trumpets everywhere, and he could not move closer to the Chinese army.
, there is no way to remind Wang Yu through the horn or flag, so he can only do it in a hurry.
In panic, there was a sudden loud shout behind him. Zhang Liao hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw Wang Yu holding a spear in one hand and a battle flag in the other, leaping into battle.
"Blow the trumpet. Blow louder to warn the Lord!" Zhang Liao was so frightened that his heart jumped out of his chest. He kept shouting at the messenger. The latter also knew that the matter was urgent and used all his strength.
But the battlefield is so noisy. No matter how powerful he is, how can he stand out from the crowd?
Fortunately, things did not develop in the worst direction. When Zhang Liao saw Wang Yu rushing out of the central army, he did not rush towards the Hu cavalry army as in the legend. Instead, he held the battle flag high and marched along the rear formation.
The frontier ran at high speed and unfolded the battle flag in his hand.
"This is..." The moment Wang Yu displayed his flag, Zhang Liao was stunned.
The Qingzhou Army, like the Bingzhou Army, has always used the battle flag of the Han Army. Red was still popular in the Han Dynasty, so regardless of the patterns or words on the flag, the military uniforms and battle flags were all red.
But at this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun was still there, and Zhang Liao could see clearly that the battle flag in Wang Yu's hand was clearly yellow!
Bright yellow became the emperor's exclusive color starting from the Tang Dynasty. In this era, yellow flags and clothing were exclusive to Taoism. And there was only one army with this symbol in the world...
Yellow Turban Army!
"The sky... is dead..." The powerful shouts were like thunder, overwhelming all the noise on the battlefield, and were sent into everyone's ears, hearts, and souls by the fierce wind that swept thousands of miles away.
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For Zhang Liao, this was another huge surprise, but he quickly realized it and remembered some rumors he had heard when he had just followed Lu Bu into the East Commandery and was still in hostility with the Qingzhou Army.
After the Hebei War, the Qingzhou Army successively incorporated the two Yellow Turban armies of Qingzhou and Baibo, and selected the best from them, and incorporated them into the Taishan Army under Xu Huang. When Baibo swept across Hedong, there was a little Yellow Turban Master.
, the two most famous spells include the use of the Yellow Turban Warrior!
Now it seems that the new recruits in the Taishan Army formed a separate battalion. It seems that it is not an arrangement error, but a deliberate preparation!!
In an instant, Zhang Liao's eyes widened. He finally understood that the infantry of the rear army... were all Yellow Turbans!
He was right, it was true.
The soldiers in the rear army suddenly heard familiar shouts ringing in their ears, and saw the eye-catching yellow scarf flag flying high in front of them. The long-suppressed emotions in their hearts suddenly burst out. More than 10,000 soldiers held their heads high.
Weapons, shouting wildly: "Huang Tian... stand up!"
The former Yellow Turban Army, and now the Han Army officers and soldiers suddenly realized that the undefeated God of War they worshiped as their leader had another identity - the Yellow Turban Little Celestial Master who was once regarded as the successor of the great sage and good teacher!
Especially Bai Bo, who had participated in the Battle of Yuncheng and now has become an elite veteran after hundreds of battles, subconsciously recalled the high spirits of those days.
"Kaiyuan... Shengshi..." Sensing his master's thoughts, Wu Zhui ran faster and faster, turning into a black lightning, expanding the area covered by Xun Xue's flying yellow scarf flag and Wang Yu's shouts to the extreme.
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The Yellow Turban Army, which had not participated in the Battle of Yuncheng, also became excited.
Fanaticism caused by religion requires nothing more than two conditions, piety and miracles. These Yellow Turban veterans have been able to fight so far and have the most sincere expectations for the Taiping Way, or the ideal peaceful world. This is to support them.
The biggest motivation for fighting so far.
And the miracle...
Cangtian is indeed dead, decaying and even perishing along with the once glorious Han Dynasty and the aristocratic families that made up the Han Dynasty. Huang Tian, the Huang Tian mentioned by the great virtuous teacher, the new era mentioned by the Lord has just begun to shine!
Wherever the light of Qingzhou's New Deal shines, isn't it a prosperous era where the government is connected and people are harmonious, and everything is prosperous? Isn't this the peaceful world?
"The sky is dead..." Hu Qi had gradually broken through the formation of the Destroying Front Camp, but Wang Yu didn't even look at it. He just galloped in front of the formation, waving the big flag and shouting with all his strength.
Shouting, completely ignoring the Xianbei cavalry that was getting closer and closer. The desolate war trumpet, like the cry of the barbaric era, echoed across the Central Plains again with endless anger and sadness.
"Huang Tian is standing!" The crowd responded, passionate voices rushing out from their hearts, with endless fanaticism and anger, overwhelming all sounds in the world.
"Kill! Behind you is our home, your own home, protect it yourself! Kill Hu, kill Hu!" Li Le jumped out of the crowd, brandishing his knife and roaring.
"Kill the Hu! Kill the Hu!" The surging yellow tide was heading towards the black tide! The soldiers shouted passionately. What they saw in their eyes was not the bloody battlefield, not the overwhelming number of Hu cavalry, but the overwhelming number of Hu cavalry.