"Ah...!" On the bank of the Han River, Zhang Yan looked up to the sky and roared. The roar of his brother Sui Gu made him finally make up his mind.
"Charge with me! Rescue our brothers and kill them on the other side! We won't leave any prisoners! Kill all the enemies without leaving a single one!" Zhang Yan held the iron gun in his hand and pointed directly at the other side.
"Brothers from the right battalion of the cavalry, charge with me! Take no prisoners and slaughter them all!" Yu Du hissed excitedly and was the first to rush out of the camp.
"Charge! Rescue Commander Sui and kill all the rebels! Long live the Yellow Turbans! The Montenegrin Army will win!" The deathly silent Montenegrin Army suddenly erupted, like a muffled thunder in the sky, and all 45,000 Montenegrin Army soldiers rushed forward.
They rushed towards the sea of fire and rushed towards the position of the Houtu camp on the opposite side! Sui Gu's roar had already infected them. They were inexhaustible in front of them, not to mention the sea of fire, even the abyss of death.
"Qu Shuai..." Yang Feng looked at Zhang Yan's back hesitantly, but hesitated to speak.
"Military advisor, there are things a man should do and things he should not do. If I have to die, I would rather die than any of my brothers, but myself!" Zhang Yan did not look back, but his words had already told Yang Feng his final decision.
It cannot be changed.
Yang Feng stared at this mountain-like figure for a moment, and a long-forgotten heroic ambition suddenly surged into his weathered heart.
"Haha! Iron horses, wrapped in horse leather, let me accompany you to fight together!" Yang Feng drew out his sword and looked up to the sky with a laugh. A war horse and an old man who looked like he was dying seemed to have regained the passion of his youth.
.In the howling cold wind, the silver beard and hair are flying, and the hot eyes are even crazier than the raging flames!
"Commander Guo, Zhang Yan is rushing over! I'm afraid the sea of fire can't stop them..." Tao Sheng looked at the huge black cloud that had spread over the Han River, with a hint of uneasiness in his heart. He knew that even if only half of the crazy Montenegrin army rushed to them...
On the shore, I am afraid that all the 80,000 soldiers in the camp will be killed without a single one left!
Guo Jia didn't say anything. It's not that he didn't understand what Tao Sheng meant, but at this most critical moment, he must not make any mistakes. And as the commander-in-chief, Guo Jia must not be swayed by any emotion. He would become indifferent and ruthless.
The butcher is the road of no return that every coach will embark on.
"Has the signal to Commander Yan been sent?"
"Reporting to the military advisor, the signal has been sent."
"Okay, let's go to the Death Army and have a look..."
"Strategic advisor? Are you going to use death squads..."
Guo Jia sighed deeply, patted Tao Sheng and said nothing. This was his worst plan. If everything went smoothly, he really didn't want to use the death army. After all, letting the death army go into battle would mean putting the death army into battle.
They just sent him to commit suicide.
The death-defying army is a force temporarily formed by Guo Jia for this battle. It has a quota of 10,000 people and is equipped with the best armor and the best weapons. We strive to ensure that each death-defying army has sufficient conditions and means to hold back the enemy on the opposite side.
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"How come there are so many people?" Guo Jia frowned and looked at the death-defying army position of nearly 20,000 people. On the position, the soldiers excitedly wiped their newly issued armor and weapons.
It was something they had never dreamed of. Every face was covered with wrinkles, or the immature faces were now filled with a smile of contentment like a child.
"I heard that the military advisor was going to form a suicide army, and the entire Houtu Camp was in a state of shock. Some people couldn't even drive away. So..." Tao Sheng explained with an embarrassed smile.
"Nonsense!" Guo Jia took a deep breath and said loudly: "Gather!"
When I heard that the commander-in-chief of this battle, the military counselor Guo Jia, had arrived in person, nearly 20,000 death-defying army soldiers made a sensation. Everyone wearing newly issued armors and holding bright weapons stood upright opposite Guo Jia and Tao Sheng. Both of them were flashing with excitement.
Their eyes were all looking at the thin man high up in front of them. They knew that this was the great hero who forced He Jin to cut down the dragon flag in the Battle of Xiangcheng.
"Those under the age of sixteen, stand up for me! Those who are childless, stand up for me! Those who are disabled and have wives and children at home, stand up for me!" Guo Jia directly issued a series of orders.
The soldiers of the death-defying army didn't know what Guo Jia wanted to do. After a commotion, people came out one after another from the queue. They stood aside one after another. At a rough look, there were thousands of them.
"These people go back to their camps and wait for dispatch, while the rest stay behind!" Guo Jia said, pointing to the thousands of people who stood up.
"Wow!" After Guo Jia's order was issued, the thousands of people who came out were in an uproar. They went back to their camps. Doesn't that mean that they will lose the qualification to become members of the death squads?!
"Sir! Please keep me! Although I am missing an arm, I can fight! At that time in Xiangcheng, I beheaded two soldiers by myself!"
"Sir, I am old and have nothing to worry about at home. Just let me die gloriously on the battlefield..."
"Uuuu... Sir, my parents are dead. They asked me to serve the Yellow Turban Army before they died. I want to be a hero. I can kill people and I won't be held back..."
...The choking sounds of the weak-headed young man, the pleading of the old man, and the pleas of the wounded soldiers filled Guo Jia's eardrums. They all knew what it meant to stay in the death camp, but no one was willing to leave. They longed for death and glory.
They know that they may die in obscurity, but for the faith in their hearts and the concerns of their parents, wives, children, and relatives on their deathbeds, they are not afraid of death.
"Shut up!" Guo Jia was angry. He was not angry with these people who wanted to fight, he was hating himself. Just at that moment, his rock-solid heart suddenly moved.
"Send all these people back, and prepare the rest. It's time to go to the battlefield!" Guo Jia gritted his teeth and issued the order. He did not explain anything. Because some things do not need to be explained. The young man is the hope of the future of the Yellow Turban Army, and the wounded soldiers have already
They have paid too much, and they have to work hard to ensure that they can return to their wives and children alive. The old people with no children have nothing to worry about, but their firm will is the treasure that drives the entire Houtu Camp. They cannot and should not die.
.At least now we shouldn’t die with the enemy...
"Report to the military advisor. His Royal Highness Prince Ming has arrived to summon the military advisor."
"Yeah, I know. I'll go right away. Commander Tao, I'll leave the rest to you. Prepare to go to the battlefield immediately! Before General Yan succeeds, the Black Mountain Army must not be allowed to go ashore! Also..." Guo Jia hesitated for a moment.
Said: "Write down the names and hometowns of the soldiers, so that they will not die in vain."
"Don't worry, military advisor, Tao Sheng guarantees it with his head!"
Before Guo Jia left the death-defying army, he took a deep look at the faces that were extremely excited to stay. Twelve thousand people, a total of twelve thousand lives! Maybe they will chant until they die.
They chanted the slogan "Long Live the Yellow Turbans", but did they really know what their beliefs were? Guo Jia did not dare to continue reading. He left the camp of the death-defying army as if running for his life. Perhaps only in this way could the guilt in his heart be relieved.
It will be slightly reduced.
"Your Highness, why are you here?" When he arrived at the Chinese army's tent, Guo Jia had regained his composure and asked with a smile.
Qin Yang laughed and said: "I'm so damn worried about you. If you are killed by Zhang Yan, who will I bully in the future?"
"Oh no! Is it possible that I was born to be bullied by you?" Guo Jia's forehead was covered with black lines, but there was a hint of warmth in his heart. In troubled times, it is possible to meet a lord like Qin Yang.
It is the dream of all generals and counselors.
After laughing, Qin Yang's face suddenly became serious and said: "How is the situation here? Peng Tuo in Xincheng is a tough guy, I don't want to lose too much. Whether you can reverse the situation depends on whether you can win Zhang
Swallowed."
"Your Highness, don't worry. None of Zhang Yan and the Black Mountain Army under his command will survive. I have made arrangements. Your Highness will see the results soon."
"Well, I can rest assured that you can do things..." Qin Yang couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw that Guo Jia was confident. Then he hesitated and said, "I actually have another thing to do when I come here this time..."
"What's up?"
"Zhang Yan's Black Mountain Army is, after all, part of the Yellow Turban Army. They are also elites with firm beliefs. The loss of the Black Mountain Army is also a loss for our entire Yellow Turban Army. In order to strive for world hegemony in the future, do you think we can not drive out the Black Mountain Army and kill them all?"
"How much do you want to keep, Your Highness?"
"It's best to keep them all for my use..."
"Oh no! You profiteer, this is not the price of a bowl of braised pork..."
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