"Brothers, let's ask those sissies in Houtu Camp to know what elite troops are! Come on!"
Swift as the wind, iron hooves as thunder, swords as bright as snow! The five thousand knights of the right battalion of the Black Mountain Cavalry laughed maniacally amidst the roar of Commander Sui Gu, waving their sabers and stepped onto the already frozen Han River. They seemed not to be at this moment.
To fight to the death, for these tough Montenegrin cavalry, the post-killing camp is simply easier than collective hunting.
"Archers with orders, fire arrows! The Rolling Stone Army is ready!" The arrogance of the Black Mountain Army did not anger Guo Jia, and he still issued orders step by step.
The long bows have long been drawn to the full moon, and the hearts of the soldiers in the Houtu Camp have long been filled with anger. All along, "trash", "sissy", "a loser"... and other titles full of contempt have been weighing heavily on all the soldiers in the Houtu Camp.
heart.
As a soldier, no one wants to be burdened with these humiliating terms. The soldiers in Houtu Camp all held back a long-simmering anger. The old soldiers once shouted loudly, "If we are given the same weapons, we can
Defeat any enemy!" The immature boy was filled with indignation, "Even if we have no strength, we can still fight! On the battlefield, life is exchanged for life, we are not afraid of anyone!"
However, no one paid attention to their voices at the beginning, and everyone regarded the existence of Houtu Camp as a joke. They never thought about why a group of old and weak people would mix among the Yellow Turban Army, known as the rebels? Could it be that
Are they just trying to earn a living, just to enjoy the pleasure of being soldiers?
They were all wrong. It wasn't until Qin Yang personally witnessed the fighting in the Houtu Camp under Xiangcheng that he realized how wrong he was. Although the Houtu Camp was a group of old and weak soldiers, they had a strength that almost surpassed that of the Huangtian Camp.
Will and loyalty! They can endure without food, they can accept without clothes, even if they are homeless or even lose their lives, they have no regrets! They followed Zhang Jiao to join the Yellow Turban Army, not just for food and clothing, but for
The purpose is not to survive in troubled times.
They have a firm belief that the dying old man will change this troubled world for his children and grandchildren, and they will spend the last bit of their lives to create glory for generations to come! The weak-headed young man has a blood feud in his family, and has the dream and determination to run wildly! Each of them
They all believe that under the leadership of great teachers and the Yellow Turban banner, they will realize their dreams. They are fearless! Glory and dreams are always filling their vicissitudes or immature hearts, and they long for a glorious moment.
The arrival of! All this is not only to clear their names, but also to fight for their dreams!
The fighting spirit that had been pent up for a long time broke out. They had weapons in their hands. They were making the most powerful fight for themselves and the fate of their descendants! The old people firmly believed that their glorious names would be left in the history of the Yellow Turban Army.
The young people firmly believe that they will have a place in the future Yellow Turban Army! The trust of the Yellow Turban King Ming finally made them get their wish!
"kill!"
Sharp arrows shot out one after another, forming a dense rain of arrows in an instant. The sharp arrows, which contained the endless glory and dreams of Houtu Camp, poured madly towards the heads of the arrogant Heishan soldiers! Facing the endless
Out of anger and depression, the Black Mountain Cavalry finally woke up from their arrogant sleep, and they finally realized what kind of enemy they were facing.
"Qinyang Rats are so cunning! Under the banner of Houtu Camp, there are actually other troops hidden! Brothers of the Black Mountain Army, no matter who the opponent is, our Black Mountain Cavalry is invincible! Charge me!" Sui Gu fiercely
After spitting fiercely, murderous intent surged in his eyes. The only consequence for insulting the Montenegrin Army is death!
"The Black Mountain Cavalry will win!" "The Yellow Turban Sword is invincible in the world!"
After getting rid of the initial panic, the bloodiness of the Montenegrin cavalry was once again aroused. Thousands of sabers were waved, and they stepped on the corpses of their companions and moved forward. In an instant, a thin layer of bright red ice appeared on the frozen Han River,
The Montenegrin Army is crazy, and the blood of their comrades will not be shed in vain! They will make their cunning enemy pay a heavy price!
"Commander Guo, they have broken through the blockade and have rushed to the middle of the river!" Tao Sheng clenched his fists nervously. He was well aware of the speed of the cavalry. Once he was approached by these wolf-like and tiger-like cavalry, he would not be able to attack again.
It will be difficult to get rid of them.
"I know..." Guo Jia nodded solemnly, but did not immediately issue an order.
When the crazy Montenegrin cavalry approached again, Guo Jia suddenly waved his hand, "Throw the rolling rocks! Pour the kerosene!"
"Rumble...!" The Dunpan at the front of the position along the Houtu Camp suddenly moved away, and huge rolling stones rushed towards the Black Mountain Cavalry camp under the push of several soldiers. Along with the rolling stones appeared
, and a large amount of kerosene constantly flowing in the gaps between the rolling stones.
Before the war started, Guo Jia had already ordered Tao Sheng to cut the thick ice on the surface of the Han River into a sloping slope day and night. The angle of this slope was not large, but the huge rolling stones and kerosene were on the smooth ice.
You can still go down the slope. With the hard push of several soldiers and the lubrication of kerosene, the boulder moves faster!
In just a moment, the huge rocks rushed into the position of the Montenegrin cavalry. These boulders instantly formed an entire horse-rejecting position. Many Montenegrin cavalry had no time to stop their attack, and even their men and horses were tripped by the rolling stones. The entire Montenegro cavalry
People in the army's camp were shouting and screaming, and screams continued. What was even more frightening was that the archers of the Yellow Turban Army had already adjusted their shooting range, and the slowed down cavalry became the target of the Yellow Turban Army archers.
!
"Commander, there are too many rolling rocks for us to get close quickly!"
"I know!" Sui Gu's eyes flickered, and his carelessness made him not care about the slightly sloping ice surface. In fact, at that time, even if he saw this situation, he would not hesitate to initiate
charge.
The ruthless arrows continued to fall, and the sound of "whoosh, whoosh!" piercing the air was like a death knell. The speed that the cavalry was proud of disappeared in front of the sudden appearance of the horse-rejecting position, and the screams and curses were filled.
With the entire Montenegrin cavalry camp.
"Commander! Let's retreat first!...Ah!" Sui Gu slashed the lieutenant who was about to retreat, took out the fine wine from the wine bag in his arms, and drank with his back.
"Brothers! What is the military spirit of our Black Mountain Army!" Sui Gu roared with his eyes red.
"The sharp sword of Montenegro would rather break than bend! We can only advance, not retreat!" The knights, both on and off their horses, roared in unison.
"Okay! Brothers without war horses push away the boulders, and the rest charge with me! Even if there is only one person, even if we are going to die, we will die on the other side!" Sui Gu's leaping horse waved its sword, and the war horse under its crotch raised its front hooves and raised its head to the sky.
Long hissing.
"Roar!" Five thousand Montenegrin cavalry roared in unison. The knights who lost their horses struggled to push away the boulders despite the rain of arrows. The warriors who fell to the ground after being shot by arrows struggled to crawl forward as long as they still had breath. The bravery of the Montenegrin army was still there.
This moment was brought into full play! They have their own pride, and they also have glory and dreams. The Montenegrin Army also needs to clear its name!
"Commander Tao, light the kerosene..." Guo Jia exhaled. Although he was moved by the Montenegrin Army's will, he was equally disdainful of the Montenegrin Army's stupidity.
"Boom!" Thick flames suddenly rose, and a long flame dragon suddenly appeared on the entire Han River! The Black Mountain Army's will and spirit instantly fell into the endless sea of fire. The screams and roars became
With the theme of the battlefield, the Montenegrin Army's will can push away boulders, but their strength cannot resist the rushing flames!
"Commander Qu! Commander Sui fell into a treacherous trick, and the entire right battalion of the cavalry was trapped in the sea of fire!"
Zhang Yan looked at the sea of fire in front of him, and he knew what happened without reporting it. His heart was extremely complicated. The most rational choice for him was to wait for the flames to extinguish and charge again. But his brother for many years was in the sea of fire, and he
How can you ignore death?!
"Brother! The third child is inside!" Yu Du was heartbroken.
"Commander Qu, if we charge at this time, our army will suffer heavy losses..." Yang Feng assessed the situation.
"Old guy! Don't you have any brothers? Even if you die, you have to rescue the third child!" Yu Du grabbed Yang Feng with red eyes and roared. The voices of the two people kept lingering in Zhang Yan's ears.
Yan clenched his teeth, his face was ashen, and he did not say a word. He did not want to see his brother's life and multiple casualties, both of which he did not want to see.
"Hahahaha... Fire is nothing! If you can't burn me to death, I will chop you to death! Brothers who can still move, come with me!" Sui Gu's arrogant laughter came from above the Han River, and there was something hidden in the laughter.
Feeling deep anger and unwillingness, Yang Feng fell silent, while Yu Du gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Yan, the spear in his hand almost bleeding from his grip. On the bank of the Han River, the 45,000 Montenegrin troops were as silent as death.
Under the new city, Qin Yang sat silently in the golden-domed tent. The defeat of the new city was expected by him. What was echoing in his heart at this time was the desperate slogan of the Baibo army above the new city——
"Long live the Yellow Turbans!"
"Military advisor..." Qin Yang finally broke the silence after a long time. He raised his head, his eyes flashing with determination. "Send people to Guo Jia and say what I said. Don't kill everyone unless you have to..."
Forget it, let me go there myself. Guan Hai, prepare my horse for me!"
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