Riding and cutting the imperial pirates of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 302 Roaring
The first time he drove straight in, it was just to kill the enemy, and it was like a sharp sword. Although there were many beheads, it was just that the two armies were in chaos. Brain is still a mortal, unable to be distracted and multi-purpose, unconsciously, my own parts are also scattered.

Since it is for the sake of quick victory, the so-called time to kill the enemy in a cup of tea is actually unlikely. What Wang Zheng wants to do is to force the soldiers of Guangling County to collapse.

So this second time going deep into the enemy's formation, the charge was not to kill the enemy, and the main energy was focused on our own troops in the confluence formation.

Wang Zheng knew that even if the enemy had ambushes and reinforcements, the two forwards colliding head-on at this time were roughly equal in number, and there were even many soldiers on Wang Zheng's side.

Once the opponent finds out that under such circumstances, their own losses are far less than theirs, and the army's morale will be shaken immediately.

Sure enough, after rushing out, killing out, and then rushing in like this, when he gathered more than 800 horses again, commotion immediately appeared on the opposite side.

"In the past, the Han army slaughtered me with a yellow scarf like a sheep."

Wang Zheng avoided three or four cross-jawed spears, stretched his ape arms, pulled the spear body and pulled an enemy general over, shouted violently, and clamped him directly under his arm, and immediately the sword owl head, with a sneer, led the opponent head, activate the "persuasion" talent again:
"Today, my beheading of Han generals is like mowing grass!"

"Wouldn't it be nice for Huang Tian to stand?"

When the soldiers heard the words, the army's prestige rose.

Compared with the mighty Heavenly Army, the morale of the Guangling Army suddenly fell.

When they came, they knew that the people on this road were the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans who rioted in Xuzhou, and even the number of the other party was clear to the general. They came with great confidence, but the scene in front of them made them panic and bewildered. It's even more unbelievable.

Thousands of horses versus more than five hundred horses, plus some soldiers.
Officials vs. Yellow Turban Bandits.
As a result, after a while, more than half of his home had been damaged, but the other party seemed to be intact
Yellow Turban Bandit, when did you become so brave?

There were even timid people who fell off their horses and shuddered: "The demon method, this must be the demon method entrusted by the Taoist."

Before the words fell, an iron cavalry rushed to his horse, leaned over slightly, and cut off his head lightly; the horse returned to grab the fallen head, lifted it high like a king, and shouted with the army: "I will kill the official!" The army is like mowing grass!"

At this time, the cavalry of the Guangling Army could no longer hold on, and they were defeated directly, and they were no longer an army.

Wang Zheng used various means to inspire the courage of the soldiers. The soldiers could be blind and excited. As the general, he must keep awake at all times.

He can inspire the system soldiers who are not afraid of death to directly treat death as nothing, as long as death is worthwhile.

But you can't really sit back and watch them die.

Because anger can be restored to joy, anger can be restored to joy, and a subjugated country can still seek happiness, but the dead cannot be resurrected.

Killing is not a hobby, life itself is more worthy of eternal awe.

Sensing the retreat of the Guangling Army, he stopped the Celestial Army from continuing to pursue, and only ordered the adjutant who had persisted in the hilly area to continue driving away the enemy with more than a hundred cavalry.

Once the army flees on the battlefield, even if there are no pursuers, it will take a lot of effort to gather and order subordinates. With more than 100 cavalry, it may not be enough to kill the enemy, but it is enough to prevent them from turning around and coming back.

The front enemy is broken, only the rear remains.

Wang Zheng immediately turned his horse's head, and with the remaining 800 people, rushed to help the Chinese army behind him.

At this time, the middle formation was in a bitter battle, Wang Zheng took away all the most elite cavalry and Tianzhu Battalion, and the remaining ancient sword led the Tianjun to fight the enemy for a long time, causing mutual casualties.

About a thousand people, most of them infantry, broke into the spear formation of the heavenly army.

Looking at the audience, the left and right sides are fighting fiercely. The Guangling army on the right has about 2000 soldiers, including many cavalry. Nearly half of them have broken into the spear formation of the heavenly army. He was also commanding in front of the battle, but there was a faint tendency to fall into the disadvantaged.

The left side is basically all infantry, and there are about two thousand.

Is it going to help the left, or to help the right?

With a flash of thought, Wang Zheng made a decision in an instant. The Tianzhu camp is indeed elite, but there are not many people. Joining the right side to face the opponent's cavalry can only turn the situation back in a short time, but it is impossible to tell the winner or loser.

On the contrary, most of the enemies on the left are infantry, which is just right for your own cavalry to charge. If you break through one side first, the forward on the other side has been defeated at this time, and you are completely defeated.

"Go around to the left!"

With a clear howling sound, hundreds of people galloped and galloped from the left side of the battlefield to the rear.Along the way, there were a few small groups of Guangling Army cavalry on the right. They wanted to stop them, but they were directly crushed by the high-spirited Heavenly Army cavalry.

The sun is about to come out, and the dawn is gradually showing its clues.

Looking around, there was a lot of killing on the battlefield, and limbs and arms were broken everywhere.Soldiers on both sides, wearing different armors and different colors, collided with each other with their bodies, and killed each other with swords. Crazy, screaming like beasts.

red, black, cyan
Banners of various colors advance and retreat repeatedly, and various arms are entangled.

Where Wang Zhengshuai's flag passed, everyone was watching. The soldiers of the Heavenly Army were excited, but the soldiers of the Guangling Army were frightened.

And the Tianzhu camp behind him followed him countless times, and the pleasure of beheading the enemy time and time again inspired their courage to move forward.

At this time, Gu Jian finally did not continue to sit in the middle of the town, but instead fought in the front like Wang Zheng, and the killing started, and he was naked from the waist down. The skinny young man was holding a rough axe, but he had a strange beauty.

After beheading one person again, the young man looked up and saw Wang Zheng in the distance who was holding flags everywhere.

The first ray of sunlight finally came.

Seeing General Tiangong galloping under his crotch, the divine sword in his hand is as gorgeous as poetry.

As time flies by, General Tiangong always seems to be so invincible!
Gu Jian's heart surged with admiration, his admiration was boiling, he looked up to the sky and howled: "General Tiangong, Wansheng!"

The Wanjun also shouted: "General Tiangong, Wansheng!"

In the wilderness of Yimapingchuan, this scene of thousands of soldiers shouting in unison, as calm as Wang Zheng, couldn't help the blood surging.

He faces the rising sun, raises the divine sword, and rides a blood-stained horse.

If at this time, the entire battle formation of the heavenly army is like a boundless wildfire, then he is the fire that ignites this fire, gives them courage, and urges them to burn their lives.

Exhaust the strength of the three armies and seize the heart of a general; exhaust the manpower and cut off the food for thousands of miles; it is not in the power of warriors, but in the power of wise men.To be a general, only courage is far from enough, similar to Xu Zhudianwei and his ilk, his whole life is at best a security captain;

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei at the same time, as the only two existences in the official history who were evaluated as the enemy of ten thousand people, they are far superior to others, and what makes them different is that they are both civil and military.

Since ancient times, military strategists, the Tao and principles mentioned in military books often have something in common with famous ministers governing the country.

If you put it far away, you can turn hundreds of people into generals;

Thousands of people can be used as generals; tens of thousands of people can be used as generals;

The three armies, and one hundred thousand people who rule the world, can be generals;

From the hundreds of thousands of people, those who can control the people of the world will become prime ministers, and those who can command prime ministers will be emperors.

Of course, the excitement is the excitement. Even in the middle of the fight, Wang Zheng discovered that there was an additional team application in the system at the first time, and he immediately agreed.

After all, it is still an ancient sword that is subdued by bravery.
Secretly sighed, Wang Zheng felt that there was a fly in the ointment. At this time, he didn't have time to look at Gu Jian's personal attributes. He just glanced at the situation, looked sideways at the formation, and shouted: "Drum!"

The drum was in the middle of the battle, and the guards shouted in unison, and spread the word: "General Tiangong's order!"

"Drum!"

Immediately, dozens of big men beat the surrounding drums one by one among the Chinese army's guns and spears surrounded by forests.

The Shang sound is clear and fast, and the horn sound is long and long; at first, there are ten steps and one drum; as the approach to the Guangling Army, one step and one drum.

Not long after, all the left-behind shield soldiers of the Chinese army beat the small round shield on his left arm, shouting and cheering.

In the face of fighting, shouting loudly can help relieve stress and enhance courage. Wang Zheng yelled: "Kill!"

The three armies shouted together: "Kill!"

One sound of drum, one gallop, one step forward, one sound of killing.

Seeing the rapidly approaching cavalry of the Celestial Army, the voices of people in Guangling County on the left were noisy. When the distance was only a few hundred steps away, following the enemy general's order, densely packed arrows like locusts pierced through the air.

Fortunately, everyone on horseback had simple armor, and so many people fell off their horses within a short distance of dozens of steps.

The cavalry of the Guangling Army patrolling the flanks hurriedly mobilized, trying to block the charge of Wang Zheng and others, so as to give the infantry time to form and adjust.Wang Zheng looked over and saw that there were not many or many cavalrymen from the Guangling Army who were coming up, about 300 people.

Knowing that the morale could not be discouraged, once he was entangled by the incoming enemy, the momentum of the charge would be stopped. Turning to the left and right, he laughed loudly and shouted: "Quick battle and quick decision!"

The flag was hoisted, and more than [-] cavalry scattered and reunited, divided into three groups.The largest one had about [-] people, Wang Zheng's personal commander, and went straight to the enemy's cavalry formation; the remaining two were led by personal guards, divided into small groups, and inserted into the enemy's left formation from the left and right sides.

The enemy's cavalry was as many as Wang Zheng had expected.

After joining the battle again, when he heard some familiar accents in his ears, he finally realized that it was said that it was the Guangling Army, but in fact it should be called the Pingyuan Army.

These are the troops brought by Liu Bei from the Qingzhou Plain?
In his mind, he found out that this was Zhao Lie's direct descendant, and Wang Zheng became more and more motivated to fight. With a whistling, he directly beat the enemy in a hurry, and at the same time, the iron cavalry led by the personal guards on both sides also inserted into the two wings smoothly.

The sounds of clashes of weapons and clashes of war horses instantly overshadowed the sound of war drums in the infantry formation.

The force of galloping and colliding with horses weighing nearly a thousand catties, or even more than one thousand catties, is enormous.A soldier who is not good at riding may fall off his horse if he hits it.Thousands of people raised their swords and guns together, like two huge hedgehogs. At every moment, soldiers from both sides were injured, died in battle, or fell.

Whether it is Wang Zheng or Tianzhuying, they are considered to have extraordinary physique. Even if they fight overnight, their physical strength is still enough to last for a long time, but he forgot.

The third level of riding can give full play to the ability of the war horse, but it can't change its essence.

The rider is extraordinary, but the horse is still mortal after all.

Swinging away the two stabbing spears again, the divine sword turned around and beheaded two more people. Wang Zheng was about to continue his attack, but at this moment, he saw the horse under his crotch neighing suddenly, and then Wang Zheng suddenly felt weightless. .

what's the situation?
Wang Zheng almost fell off his horse, he hastily hugged the horse's neck, and hid under the pedals, but in the end his momentum was interrupted, and his posture became even more unstable.

Oh shit!

Wang Zheng's eyes turned cold, he directly supported the saddle with his hands, turned over and jumped over, the divine sword struck down in mid-air, directly separating the decapitated head of the enemy general.

Amidst the mournful screams, fresh blood gushed out and splashed all over the sky.

There was no joy on Wang Zheng's face, he turned his head and looked back without even looking at the corpse.

In the situation just now, his posture was unstable, and it was difficult to block the man's stab, although he avoided it, but the mount, which was already exhausted, couldn't dodge it.

When the enemy general screamed miserably, the mount also let out a mournful hiss at the same time.

Looking at the limp kneeling horse, Wang Zheng's eyes flashed with regret.

Although it is not a famous cavalry like Lu and Chitu, after all, it has been with him for a long time, and they have long had feelings for each other.

Kill my horse.
I want your whole army to be buried with me!

The next moment, the angry roar turned into a giant dragon and rushed straight into the sky.

"This battle, no surrender!"

"Kill me, kill them all!"

Afterwards, the development of the battle situation did not change again, and Wang Zheng no longer looked for horses to change rides, he just strode across, beheaded whenever he encountered an enemy, killed anyone he saw, and the Tianzhu Battalion cooperated with him. In less than half an hour, the entire army of the left army retreated. .

The forwards and the left were all scattered, and the remaining right-wingers were alone, and they also fled after a while.

According to common sense, Wang Zheng should have continued with the previous strategy, pursued a few steps with bluff, let go of the encirclement, and let him retreat, so as not to be caught by him if he pursued in a hurry.

But at this time, he was already overwhelmed by anger, and directly led people to pursue him, especially the plain troops on the left. They didn't return to the camp until the sun was rising and the red clouds were shining like clouds.

After traveling all night and encountering a big battle, even the heavenly soldiers couldn't bear it anymore, and couldn't take advantage of the victory to pursue it. Wang Zheng had to order the camp to be set up on the spot, and at the same time sent people to clean up the battlefield.

The heavenly army stayed up all night and fought fiercely, they were already red-eyed, and the commander had already issued a general order, so there was no preferential treatment for the prisoners, any enemy wounded who were not dead on the battlefield would be cut off with a knife It's a feat.

Not long after nightfall, the results of the battle were calculated, and the enemy's total casualties were more than [-], while our own casualties were nearly [-].

When Gu Jian and others reported to Wang Zheng, Wang Zheng nodded, but his face sank like water and he didn't say a word.

Among the loss of nearly a thousand people, at least nearly 200 people were killed by the desperate enemy army during the pursuit.

Even if it wasn't for his "no surrender", perhaps the original fighting situation would not have been so intense and lasted until daytime.

Looking at the bloody battlefield under the rising sun, with corpses strewn all over the field, Wang Zheng bowed his head for a long time, with a self-deprecating smile on his face, and said:
"Fortunately, this general used to teach Wu Sheng and others before, that a general should not raise troops in a fit of anger."

"Hey, I lost an inch by myself, but tired the whole army and lost it to this point. It's really a fault of the government."

"General, don't blame yourself." The ancient sword on the side quickly comforted: "Guangling's army is prepared, our army is unprepared, and we fought at night in a hurry. It is all due to the general's command and power."

"What's more, the thief should be killed. The general's order is not to accept the surrender, and Jian thinks there is nothing wrong with it!"

In fact, not only did he think so, but all the officers and soldiers in the army also thought so.

All the soldiers who tidied up the battlefield and set up their camps walked by Wang Zheng raised their knives as a sign, with expressions of admiration and admiration in their eyes.

You never failed me, but I failed you.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng felt even more ashamed.

(End of this chapter)