Xiao Furong slowly stepped forward and stood on the edge of the high ground. With her cloak flying in the wind, Xiao Furong slowly pulled out her sword and raised it high into the sky.
"Warriors of Wuxi!"
Xiao Furong shouted loudly at the defeated soldiers fleeing in the field, using all the strength in her chest and abdomen, her voice was hoarse, and her hoarse throat floated over the defeated Sichuan soldiers.
"Are you still warriors?"
"Are you still warriors?"
Xiao Furong shouted repeatedly, which was so shrill that it pierced the eardrums of everyone on the high ground. Fazheng and others looked at her, and Liu Zhang's eyelids twitched. Xiao Furong's voice was drowned in the roaring crowd, but those Wuxi people
The tribe heard it. This female voice belonged to the young lord. They could block all other sounds and receive this signal.
"It's the young lord."
"The young lord is there."
The Wuxi barbarians suddenly raised their heads. Xiao Furong was standing on the edge of the highland, with her red cape flying like a fairy. Shamoke shouted first. Several Wuxi people running around him raised their heads and finally saw Liu Zhang's handsome flag.
The Wuxi people climbed to the high ground one after another. The Wuxi people hunted all year round and most of them were good at shooting on foot. They were arranged by Zhang Ren on both wings of the Sichuan army. Now that they heard Xiao Furong's shouts, they could more easily break away from the fleeing army and rush towards the high ground.
Led by the Wuxi people, more and more defeated soldiers of the Sichuan Army noticed Liu Zhang's commanding flag and recovered from their panic. They were blocked by a white line in front and pursued by Jingzhou soldiers behind. The only way to survive was there, so they all left the group.
, climbed to the high ground and gathered with the commander's flag. Fazheng personally stepped forward to receive the defeated troops and set up formation on the high ground.
"He who crosses the line dies."
The roar of the two thousand elite soldiers was so weak that the bunker array was broken through. The soldiers behind them were plunged into the torrent of defeated soldiers. They were so powerful that they swung their double hammers and smashed them mercilessly at the defeated soldiers. Their heads were broken and their brains were splashed. All the defeated soldiers were surrounded by them.
The color changed, but even so, the white line defense was crumbling under the impact of the defeated troops.
"Ta, ta, ta."
The sound of horse hooves sounded. Thunder Copper's cavalry raised their horses and rode on the spot. The horses' hooves struck the ground, making a trembling and heart-pounding sound.
"He who crosses the line dies."
"He who crosses the line dies."
Thousands of cavalry roared with a loud voice. The sound of horse hooves hitting the ground pierced into the hearts of the defeated soldiers, and their hearts beat with the sound of horse hooves.
They clearly realized that after crossing the white line, they would be ushered in a torrent of iron hoofs by the cavalry. Even if the soldiers behind them could escape, they would be unlucky in front. Facing the powerful deterrent power of the cavalry, the defeated soldiers would not be able to survive.
The fear in front finally slowly approaches the fear caused by the flow of people behind.
The desperate defeated soldiers, led by the barbarian soldiers, gathered more and more towards the highland commander's flag. The barrier in front was insurmountable, and the flow of people behind was squeezed to the high ground. The defeated soldiers outside the white line reduced the pressure on the rear, and the impact on the white line of death finally weakened.
Come down and stop slowly.
The defeated troops began to turn back in front of the white line, and the general began to command the formation. Zhang Ren and Wang Xu led the troops directly to the high ground. On both the high ground and the white line, the Sichuan army, which had fled in tens of thousands, miraculously stabilized from the rout.
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Xiao Furong turned around, her face turned rosy from shouting at the top of her lungs, Liu Zhang nodded slightly, with subtle gratitude.
Xu Shu stood up quietly and looked at this scene in surprise, which seemed completely unimaginable to him.
Jingzhou general Cai He excitedly led his army to cover up the Sichuan army and made a lot of gains. When they reached the high ground, they saw tens of thousands of Sichuan troops re-arranged on the high ground next to them and in front of the white line in front. Their armor was cold.
Retreating would mean death. Under the threat of the cavalry behind them, the defeated soldiers had decided to fight to the death.
But Cai He didn't notice this. He was so excited about chasing the Sichuan army all the way. He just wanted to take advantage of the Sichuan army's defeat to continue beheading and making contributions. When he saw Liu Zhang's handsome flag, he was even more excited. He led the soldiers behind him to kill on the high ground. The Sichuan army
From a high position, he stabbed the Jingzhou soldiers down the slope one by one, and the Wuxi barbarian soldiers rained arrows on the ground.
The Sichuan army in front of the white line reorganized their charge and charged against the Jingzhou soldiers, attacking from both sides with the highland defenders.
"General Cai Mao, quickly order the troops to retreat, quickly order the troops to retreat." Xu Shu said to Cai Mao urgently. Xu Shu had never seen a defeated army. He could re-stabilize the formation on the battlefield and counterattack. It was unprecedented.
, Xu Shu was shocked inexplicably, but at the same time he was shocked, Xu Shu also realized the danger. Even if many Sichuan soldiers were in shock, the Jingzhou soldiers would no longer be the opponents of the Sichuan army when they reorganized.
However, when he raised the flag, the Jingzhou generals who were so overwhelmed by the victory pretended not to see it and only focused on beheading their heads for meritorious deeds. Xu Shu could only seek help from Cai Mao.
"We are in the midst of a great victory, why should we retreat?" Cai Mao dismissed it. At least now it seems that the Jingzhou soldiers still have the advantage of attacking and are still the victorious army. The Sichuan army is still struggling to defend. Xu Shu killed his younger brother Cai Zhong.
Cai Mao was so angry that he couldn't even hear Xu Shu's words now.
"We will take advantage of the great victory to avoid chaos. Retreat as soon as possible. Retreat as soon as possible. If the Sichuan army is unstable, it will not dare to pursue them. If it is too late, it will be too late." Xu Shu yelled, wanting to kill Cai Mao.
The strangling feeling arose again.
"Humph." Cai Mao snorted coldly and turned his head.
"You." Xu Shu wished he could chop Cai Mao in half with his sword.
"Is it possible that the Sichuan army is going to turn defeat into victory, and our army is going to turn victory into defeat?" Xu Shu thought painfully.
It did not surprise Xu Shu. Xu Shu urged Cai Mao several times to no avail. After blocking the waves of attacks by the Jingzhou soldiers, the morale of the Sichuan army gradually stabilized. Zhang Ren waved his hand and the Sichuan army on the high ground swooped down. It was unstoppable and exhausted from the long battle.
The Jingzhou soldiers collapsed quickly, and Cai He was caught in the rout, screaming and at a loss.
In the blink of an eye, victory or defeat can reverse the trend.
The Sichuan Army once again became the chasing side. The Sichuan Army in front of the white line was inspired by the Sichuan Army on the high ground. The Jingzhou Soldiers retreated and pursued them. The rumble of horse hooves sounded. Lei Tong led the cavalry to outflank the two wings of the Jingzhou Soldiers. The Jingzhou Soldiers instantly collapsed like ants.
Like running in the wilderness.
"kill."
The Sichuan army's shouts of killing were loud, and with the anger of the previous defeat, they rolled back towards the Jingzhou soldiers. The original pursuers turned into deserters, and the original deserters turned into pursuers. The Jingzhou soldiers were slaughtered along the way. Cai He rushed to the front in order to attack.
Now at the end, the soldiers around him were quickly cut off, and a group of Dongzhou soldiers surrounded him. Before the Dongzhou soldiers could stab out their spears, a sharp arrow shot out, hitting Cai He between the eyebrows. Cai He fell to the ground with his back to the sky.
Xiao Furong threw the bow and arrow to the sergeant, picked up the red tassel spear, and led the barbarian soldiers to charge towards the Jingzhou soldiers.
The Jingzhou soldiers were defeated like a mountain. The Sichuan cavalry and infantry jointly attacked, leaving behind corpses along the way. No general could stop the defeat of the Jingzhou soldiers. Xu Shu looked at this situation and his heart bleeds.
"I'm not willing to give in. I'm not willing to give in. Seeing the victory before my eyes, it was ruined by a group of weak leaders and mediocre generals. I, Xu Shu, can't give in."
Xu Shu looked up to the sky and shouted, full of grief and anger. If he met the Ming Lord, if he had full power, how could he turn victory into defeat, which is a ridiculous thing in the world? He would have wasted his generation of celebrities and became the laughing stock of the world.
The Sichuan Army bucked the trend and pursued the army. The Jingzhou Army was defeated and retreated to Baichuan City. Fortunately, Xu Shu saw the defeat of Jingzhou Army and deployed the elite troops accumulated by Liu Biao to the rear. He barely rescued the main force of the Jingzhou Army. However, the 8000 Jingzhou elite troops were completely wiped out in the east of the Sichuan Army.
Under the spears of the state soldiers and the iron hooves of the cavalry.