In the battle of Sanxiaolin, the Yellow Turban Army relied on calculated calculations and unintentional calculations, relying on the overwhelming power of the divine machine crossbow and the incomparable defensive power of the Houtu camp soldiers. Lian Po's 20,000 wild goose feather guards and 30,000 demon troops were defeated.
, like an evil beast trapped in a cage, even though it struggled hard, it was difficult to escape the fate of being tortured and killed.
In the light wind, little bits of blood mist were slowly fluttering on the battlefield. The broken battle flags and the piles of corpses were even more desolate under the setting sun.
It was already dusk when the battle started, but when the battlefield gradually became quiet, the setting sun had not completely set.
Defeated, Lian Po never thought that the Yanling Guards, whom he was so proud of, would be so vulnerable to the divine machine crossbow, and would be defeated so quickly and so completely. This is the divine machine crossbow.
The real power of?
Only at this moment did Lian Po realize how wrong he was. What he had destroyed under Hong Wei were just some fakes. The real crossbow was worthy of the title of cavalry nemesis!
"The sun is fading, I'm really old... Ahem..." Lian Po, whose light golden battle armor had been stained with blood, his face covered with smoke, and his beard and hair stained with blood, coughed twice and glanced at the setting sun on the horizon.
, the words are all full of loneliness.
At this moment, Lian Po is no longer as vigorous as he was not long ago. On his shoulders and on the side of his thighs, there are blood grooves that are deep enough to show the bones. This is caused by the amazingly powerful crossbow. Even though he is the God of War.
A strong man, but under the siege of the Houtu camp warriors with astonishing defensive power and the extremely powerful divine machine crossbows, the only option is to drink hatred on the battlefield.
"General Lian Po, you are not old, it's just that you took the wrong path. You went against the will of heaven and killed the devil. The one who defeated you was not me, Pang Tong. It was the sky." A faint voice sounded, and a long-robed scribe Jing Jing
Standing quietly on a high place outside the encirclement, he quietly looked at Lian Po who was trapped in the siege.
Hearing the voice, Lian Po slowly turned his head, and a pair of falcon-like eyes suddenly shot out two cold gleams, "Are you Pang Tong?"
Pang Tong nodded and signaled the soldiers around him to temporarily stop attacking. He put his hands behind his back and said, "Yes, I am Sima Shangqing, Pang Tong, who serves under His Majesty Emperor Ming of the Ming Empire."
"Okay, you're fine..." Lian Po nodded, his expression turning from blank to calm. He puffed up his chest and said, "After I was reborn, I heard a rumor in the world that the young crouching dragon and phoenix had to take a nap.
Kean Tianxia. Now it seems that you really have some abilities."
Pang Tong shook his head slightly and said: "This is why General Lian is wrong. It is the hero who makes the world safe, and the sleeping dragon and the phoenix are just supporting him with strength. Even if he is a genius, if there is no clear master above and no support from the people below,
.There is no peace in this world."
When Lian Po heard this, he suddenly burst into laughter, looked up at the sky, and said loudly: "It is the hero and the people who can secure the world? So that's it! It seems that I, Lian Po, once again traveled between heaven and earth this time, and it was indeed not in vain."
, I finally understand why our majestic Zhao Empire lost to the barbarian Qin State in the west!"
As he spoke, Lian Po threw the blood-stained sword in his hand to the ground, held his head high and said, "Come on, kill me, and go and ask for credit from your Majesty."
Lian Po has given up resistance. In his opinion, even if he is given tens of thousands more troops at this moment, he will not be able to escape from the siege. Moreover, Pang Tong's words can't help but resonate with him. Although he was at this moment
Lian Po's mind was completely influenced by the Demon Lord, but he vaguely felt that what the Demon Army did was indeed a bit excessive. So, a group of ambitions spontaneously emerged from the bottom of Lian Po's heart, making this old hero with a long-lasting reputation go to the scene with great enthusiasm.
die.
"There's no need to ask for credit. If General Lian is willing to find his way back and turn from darkness to light, I would be even more gratified." At this moment, a figure in black robe suddenly appeared in front of the soldiers in the Houtu camp as if teleporting.
The speaker looked at Lian Po with his eyes closed and his head raised with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, Lian Po didn't react much, but Pang Tong, Bai Rao, Tao Sheng and other Yellow Turban Army generals were all shocked. When they saw this person clearly, a look of astonishment appeared on their faces.
.
"Sima Shangqing Pang Tong, see your Majesty!"
"The Houtu Camp is Tao Sheng, and the Shenji Camp is in vain. See Your Majesty! Long live our Emperor!"
"Long live my emperor!" As Pang Tong and others prostrated themselves, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army on the battlefield suddenly woke up and shouted "hoo!" and prostrated themselves. The voice of "Long live" resounded throughout the countryside.
"Qin Yang?!" Lian Po, who had closed his eyes to die, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the smiling man in black robe in front of him in disbelief, and said in surprise. Not only did he recognize Qin Yang, but also the man beside Qin Yang
The famous white-robed general went head-to-head with him at Hulao Pass, regardless of victory or defeat.
With a smile on his face, Qin Yang first said to everyone, "Ping Shen." Then he turned his head and smiled at Lian Po: "Old General Lian, I just heard the general's generous words, so Qin Yang showed up to see him. Since the general
We know that God’s will is the will of the people, so why don’t you join hands with me to bring peace to the world?”
There was silence all around. His Majesty the Ming Emperor arrived in person, and the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were all excited. At this moment, seeing Qin Yang opening his mouth to recruit Lian Po, everyone turned their attention to Lian Po.
"Hold hands?" Lian Po's expression froze, as if he was deep in thought. But just a moment later, he raised his head again, his eyes filled with a strong will to die.
"I, Lian Po, belong to His Majesty the Demon Emperor. It is impossible for me to leave the Lord! Long live His Majesty the Demon Emperor! Long live the Demon Empire! Haha, hahahaha..." Suddenly, Lian Po
It was as if he was going crazy, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, shouting long live. Just like a devout and fanatical believer, he shouted the name of the devil.
"Your Majesty..." Zhao Yun couldn't help frowning when he saw Lian Po like this, feeling a little unbearable.
Qin Yang also sighed and said lightly: "The devil has reborn these veterans and has planted the devil's will deeply in their minds. Once they have the slightest hint of rebellion, they will be driven mad by the devil's will.
What a pity for this generation of famous generals..."
While Qin Yang and Zhao Yun were talking, Lian Po had stopped laughing wildly. He was seen holding his head in his hands, like a child who had done something wrong, and suddenly squatted on the ground. When he raised his head again, a look on his face
A look of extreme pain has emerged.
"Qin, Qin Yang, kill me..." Lian Po's voice trembled, as if he was enduring great pain. His face, which was already a little old, suddenly looked like it had gone through decades of vicissitudes.
, it’s a bit unbearable to watch.
"General Lian Po..." Qin Yang sighed, then stretched out his hand to draw out his sword, took a few steps forward and handed it to Lian Po, and said softly: "The general is a hero, Qin Yang is not worthy of killing you, and no one in the world can kill you.
General. This sword is the only thing I can do for the general."
"Many, thank you!" Lian Po took the sword tremblingly, but his eyes were full of gratitude. Being able to kill himself in the midst of thousands of troops was Lian Po's best choice at the moment.
Qin Yang nodded slightly, then turned around, unable to bear to look at Lian Po's painful expression. He could only hear the sound of the armor "clattering" behind him, and Lian Po had already endured the pain and stood up.
"His Majesty Emperor Ming! If there is an afterlife, Lian will definitely join hands with His Majesty to create a peaceful and prosperous age!"
A long roar sounded, followed by blood splattering. The sharp sword severely cut Lian Po's throat. His majestic voice suddenly stopped, and the bright red blood flew like an arrow, turning it red instantly.
Wearing robes, dyeing the earth red.
Lian Po was like a statue of the God of War, with his eyes wide open, looking up to the sky and roaring, standing on the same spot. Even the Yellow Turban soldiers who had been fighting with him were unconsciously lifted up from the bottom of their hearts.
There is a sense of reverence. The long sword falls to the ground, but the body does not fall. The star falls, but the hero's soul lives on forever!
Slowly turning around, Qin Yang looked at Lian Po's eyes looking up to the sky and sighed in his heart. He whispered: "General Lian Po, dust will return to dust, dust will return to earth. May the general's heroic soul remain forever, if there is an afterlife. Qin Yang
I will definitely gallop with the general."
"Plop!" There was a sound, just as Qin Yang's words fell. Lian Po's body suddenly shook slightly, and he fell on his back on the ground. His wide-open eyes had been closed without knowing when, and there seemed to be a trace of light at the corner of his mouth.
A happy smile.
Qin Yang walked aside silently, bent down to pick up Lian Po's sword, placed it gently next to Lian Po, and then said loudly: "Pang Tong, I order you to build a hero's tomb for General Lian Po for the world to pay tribute to.
In this battle, Houtu Camp and Shenji Camp both made great contributions! When Hongwei is captured, the entire army will immediately move to Hangu Pass, and then I will discuss the merits and reward them!"
"Yes! Long live my emperor! Long live my emperor!" Pang Tong, Tao Sheng and other generals immediately accepted the order, and the officers and soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army present cheered and shouted long live.
Amid the cheers, Zhao Yun walked to Qin Yang and whispered: "Your Majesty, now that we have appeared here, the Hangu Pass camp will definitely get the news. Then we..."
Qin Yang pondered slightly and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, the war here is over, Pang Tong will naturally return to Hangu Pass to take charge. Jia Xu should arrive in a few days, and there will be no changes in the Liang army. We will still follow the original plan
I plan to go to the other side of Sanjiao Mountain to have a look."
"But Bai Qi..." Zhao Yun frowned. In fact, Zhao Yun was not too worried about the generals of the Yellow Turban Army, because no matter Qin Yang was there or not, as long as Qin Yang's military orders were there, no matter how happy these generals were, they would not
He did not dare to disobey Qin Yang's orders. But if Bai Qi knew that Qin Yang was not in charge of the army, it would be in danger.
"Bai Qi..." A faint smile appeared on Qin Yang's face, and he said meaningfully: "Bai Qi won't be fine, but I am a little worried about Lao Xi and Guo Jia. Although they
I have read all the battle reports, but I still feel a little uneasy..."
Qin Yang squinted his eyes, but at this moment, an extremely vague figure appeared in his mind. Thinking of this figure, Qin Yang couldn't help but murmured: "Since that guy is here, I'm afraid he's not just here to watch the show.
Bar……"
To the east of Sanwei Mountain, dozens of miles to the north, is the land of ancient Mianchi. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Mianchi had always been the place where princes gathered for alliance, but since the Qin Dynasty unified the world, this place has gradually been abandoned.
It was not until now that Sun Bin led the Meizong Army to station here that Mianchi appeared in the sight of the world again.
Sun Bin's camp was very strangely arranged. Although it looked almost the same as an ordinary camp from the outside, once anyone dared to approach the camp gate, they would fall into an abyss of eternal destruction. Because of this, in the camp,
In front of the gate of the camp, a large flag was erected high with the four characters "There is no coming back" written on it.
In this camp, 15,000 of Sun Bin's elite troops were stationed. As for the remaining 25,000 demon troops under his command, they camped on the west side of the camp, relying on San Wei Mountain.
Camping close to the mountain is very dangerous. Not only must we prevent the enemy from going around the mountain to attack from a high position, but we must also prevent fire attacks when the weather is dry. But Sun Bin didn't seem to care at all about the life and death of the 25,000 demonic troops.
Don't think about this at all. In Sun Bin's eyes, the ordinary demon army is just cannon fodder, and only the fifteen thousand mysterious troops under his command are the real main force in the battle.
Xi Zhicai's military camp is very close to Sun Bin's two military camps. The 10,000 infantry and 800 enemy camps are both in the camp, and they form the three endpoints of an equilateral triangle with Sun Bin's two camps. In this way
This is also done to prevent one's own side from being flanked when its military strength is weaker than the other's. It can also effectively observe the movements of the two camps.
In the main tent of the Chinese army, Xi Zhicai, Gao Shun, and Zhang Liao sat opposite each other. Between the three of them, there was a huge marching sand table. At this moment, the sand table was densely filled with small red and white flags.
.Red represents the Yellow Turban Army, while white represents the Demon Army. At a glance, it is obvious that on the sand table, the red flags only account for one-third of all the flags. And one flag marks the "Trapped" two flags.
The small flag with the characters has already entered a field of white flags.
Zhang Liao was holding a bowl of wine and drinking while watching the movements on the sand table. The biggest advantage of marching with Xi Zhicai is that alcohol is never prohibited in the army. Because Xi Zhicai, the commander-in-chief of the three armies, is not allowed to drink alcohol.
Huan, a drunken guy.
At this moment, Xi Zhicai was holding a wine gourd, pouring strong liquor into his throat as if he wanted no money, but the corner of his eye kept glancing at the small "trap" flag that Gao Shun had just picked up on the sand table.
There was only a bowl of water around Gao Shun. Contrary to Xi Zhicai, Gao Shun and the sergeants he trained never drank during the march. The formation of troops was an extremely precise operation.
Especially in Gao Shun's 800-trap camp, every soldier plays an extremely important role. If there is even the slightest mistake, the lives of all 800 people will be in danger.
Red light flashed in his lowered eyes. Gao Shun held the "Entrapment" flag in his hand and seemed a little hesitant. Among the snow-white flags around him, his "Entrapment" flag looked like a sea.
Like a floating canoe in the middle of the sea, it seems that it will be submerged and destroyed by any storm.
"I said, Lao Gao, seeing how troublesome you think it is, why don't you take a sip too?" Xi Zhicai shook the wine gourd in his hand and said, while speaking, a stream of wine odor spewed out, filling the entire tent.
Gao Shun ignored Xi Zhicai, but with a flash of red in his eyes, he firmly and forcefully inserted the red "trap" flag between the two white flags with his palms.
"Huh?" Xi Zhicai was stunned for a moment, then looked at Gao Shun, then shook his head and said: "I said, Lao Gao, if you march like this, wouldn't you be surrounded by these two armies?! This is
You are seeking death."
As he spoke, Xi Zhicai waved his hands and moved the two white flags towards the side of the "trap" flag, which happened to surround the "trap" flag from both sides. At this time, behind the "trap" flag, more than ten people
A white flag has blocked the way back. There are six small flags waiting in front, like a huge pocket, waiting for the "trapped" flags to enter.
Gao Shun did not speak, but very quickly pulled out the two white flags that Xi Zhicai had moved over, and then threw them aside. There seemed to be a gloomy look on his face.
"What, what are you doing?! Could it be that you..." Xi Zhicai stopped and pointed at the small "trapped" flag and shouted.
Gao Shun said in a deep voice: "The five thousand troops surrounded by the rear are eight hundred meters away from our army. The troops in the front are in a defensive counterattack formation, and the Lost Army is all infantry. In this gap, our army has nearly two minutes of
time."
Xi Zhicai took a sip of wine and retorted: "Do you think you can wipe out Sun Bin's thousand mysterious troops in two minutes? You underestimate Sun Bin too much, right?!"
Gao Shun said proudly: "Although I only have 800 sergeants in the camp, they are all elite! I will fight for 200 casualties. It doesn't take two minutes, just one minute, to deal with these missing soldiers!"
"Two hundred casualties?! You have to think carefully, then your effective combat power when trapped in the lost formation is less than 500." Xi Zhicai said in a deep voice.
Gao Shun nodded, and then moved the "trap" flag to the right. The red "trap" flag was instantly separated from the surrounding dozens of white flags, and opposite it, there was already a gap between it and the largest white flag.
No more barriers.
Gao Shun finished moving and said: "With less than a minute left, I can break away from the siege and face Sun Bin directly!"
Xi Zhicai frowned slightly and said: "Even if you face Sun Bin directly, Sun Bin is not an ordinary person. How can you fight against him with less than 500 combat power?!"
Gao Shun was startled, looked up at Xi Zhicai and said, "I only care about breaking the formation, isn't it your business to fight the enemy?!"
"I..." Xi Zhicai choked on Gao Shun's words and almost spit out a mouthful of wine. Couldn't Gao Shun just send himself in front of Sun Bin and not care about anything else?!
Gao Shunyan said firmly: "At this point, my trapped camp has no fighting power. Whether I can kill Sun Bin depends on you and General Zhang. I have just reached the stage of transforming into a beast with fighting energy, and I am not strong enough."
"You..." Xi Zhicai almost turned his nose in anger, relying on himself and Zhang Liao?! Opposite him were fifteen thousand mysterious troops, and Sun Bin, who had never been inferior to Pang Tong! Under such circumstances,
, even if you rush into the opponent's center, it will be of no use.
Zhang Liao on the side suddenly remembered something at this moment, frowned and said: "Mr. Xi, General Gao. I suddenly remembered something... Do you think Sun Bin will give us a fake formation diagram to lure us into his palace?"
In the formation?"
Hearing this, Xi Zhicai shook his head and said: "No, Sun Bin is very conceited about his formations. Both Gao Shun and I are good at setting up formations, so we naturally understand that the formation master has his own pride. Since he can
If you send us a formation map to break the formation, you won't use a fake formation map to trap us. It's just..."
When Xi Zhicai said this, he hesitated and said: "It's just that I just act in my own way, but I am not Sun Bin after all. Moreover, even if we really charge into the Chinese army, our combat power will be slightly weaker."
insufficient……"
"It doesn't matter if you don't have enough combat power. Didn't I send my combat power to you? With me and Zilong here, I'm afraid it won't be a problem to deal with a thousand and eight hundred people, right?" Just when the big tent fell into silence, suddenly an extremely relaxed voice appeared.
The sound suddenly sounded.
"Your Majesty?!" The three people in the tent couldn't help but their eyes lit up when they heard this. As the business stopped, the curtain of the Chinese army tent was suddenly opened, and the two people walked in one after the other.