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Volume 1: The Poor Family Chapter 186: Head-on Confrontation

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    If Zuo Feng was afraid of death and returned to the court first, that would be the right reason. After all, he was not in his position and would not pursue political affairs. Zuo Feng was not a military attache, so he could just run away.  However, Feng Fang and Zhao Rong were different. They were both military attaches. Lu Zhi was the top general in this camp. Without his approval, Feng Fang and Zhao Rong left without permission.  This is a first-rate beheading crime for escaping in battle!

    Lu Zhi frowned, but now he didn¡¯t want to think any more and decided to block the news first, and then settle the score with these three people after the outcome of the battle with the bandit army!  [Registered members of Piaotian Literature recommend this work.]

    At this time, the drum beating of the Yellow Turban Bandit Army sounded again to invite battle.  However, this time the soldiers in Lu Zhi's camp no longer showed the unlucky and angry expression they usually had when hearing this.

    This time, the sound of drum beating made all the soldiers in the camp laugh ferociously.

    "Except for Vice General Guo, five thousand soldiers and horses stayed behind in the camp. The rest of the officers and men obeyed the order! Prepare the troops and horses, and follow me out of the camp to fight!!!"

    Except for the five thousand soldiers who stayed behind, the remaining thirty-five thousand soldiers responded with a roar like thunder.  Lu Zhi got on his horse, raised his sharp spear and pointed it directly in the direction of the enemy's formation outside the camp. He first spurred his horse into a gallop.  Immediately afterwards, the generals of each army quickly organized their troops and horses, and followed them one after another.

    Lu Zhi raised his spear high and galloped wildly. A total of 35,000 soldiers and horses, led by military generals, followed closely behind him. The huge formation was like a sea of ??fire and raging waves, carrying the power of breaking through everything, like the sky falling apart and the earth shattering.  The stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and the Yellow Turban bandit army surged towards the front.

    "Huh huh. These lame, weaklings have finally come out to challenge. The whole army is on alert and ready to fight at any time!"

    Zhang Liang saw Lu Zhi leading the army rushing towards him from a distance. He immediately snorted coldly and raised his sword to give an order.  At the same time, Zhang Jiao, who was on the high platform in the distance, also saw the arrival of Lu Zhi's army. He held the red flag tightly and was ready to change his formation at any time.

    However, as Lu Zhi's army got closer and closer, Zhang Jue's expression on the high platform changed drastically, because looking at his formation, he actually wanted to dispatch the entire army.  If it were normal, the court's soldiers and horses would send half or less of the soldiers and horses first to find out how powerful it was. If the time was good, they would send out the remaining soldiers and horses.

    On the contrary, they will withdraw their troops with money.  It's rare that the whole army is mobilized like this!

    "Did that old man Lu Ziqian think of a way to break this formation? Impossible! This formation was created by Wu Anjun. There were so many famous generals during the Warring States Period, and most of them were helpless by this formation. Although Lu Ziqian is extraordinary, how can he  Comparable to famous generals like Bai Qi and Meng Tian at that time!"

    When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.  Something bad suddenly occurred in Zhang Jue's heart, but he didn't know where the bad news occurred.  Just for a while while he was deep in thought.

    Thirty-five thousand imperial troops rushed forward like a tide into the rebel formation. The thirty-five thousand troops were evenly divided into two teams. One team was led by Lu Zhi, Liu Pan, Zhang and other generals, and rushed from the left.  Then they were led by the three brothers Guan Wenxu and rushed from the right.  The two teams have the same arrangement of soldiers and horses, with cavalry at the vanguard and spearmen at the rear.

    The two teams of soldiers and horses did not go deep into the enemy's position, but were strangling the Yellow Turban swordsmen and spearmen on the outside of the enemy's position.  The cavalry of the leading troops of the two armies ran rapidly, and the roar between heaven and earth was like the roar of thousands of strong horses striking the earth at the same time. The whole world was trembling and shaking, all around the universe!

    The two brothers Pan Feng and Zhang Fei on the left rushed out side by side at Liu Bei's signal. They rode their horses and jumped over the leader Lu Zhi. With the power of the world, they first killed the group of swordsmen and spearmen in front.

    "kill!!!"

    Pan Feng and Zhang Fei roared in unison, the sound resounding like thunder. Pan Feng danced with the 180 mountain-opening ax in his hand, rolling up pieces of bloody whirlwinds. Wherever he passed, flesh and blood limbs flew everywhere,  Not scary yet.  Zhang Fei screamed, the murderous intention in the ring-eyed leopard head was gone, and the eight-foot-long snake spear in his hand was stirred extremely fast, like black lightning flying in all directions, and the heads exploded under the blow of the lightning.  There were gorgeous blood flowers.

    The killing on the left was fierce, but the right was also scorching and terrifying.

    The three brothers Guan Wenxu led the following Qian Heifengqi, like a rolling iron stream, they instantly crossed the human walls formed by the thieves' swordsmen and spearmen. Qianqian Heifengqi suppressed the sharp spears on their horses.  , thousands of sharp gun blades pierced the cold wind, forming a suffocating forest of death guns.

    Under their charge, corpses and broken limbs were everywhere they stepped on.  Orders to replenish positions were constantly coming from the bandit formation, but the speed of replenishment could not keep up with the killing speed of the soldiers and horses led by the three brothers Guan Wen and Xu.

    There was chaos on both sides of the bandit formation. Zhang Liang gritted his teeth as he looked back at the high platform, hoping to see the red flag that always brought hope waving again.

    However, what makes Zhang Liang hopeful is that after he waited for a long time, the red flag always stayed in the same position without any change.

     "Brother! If you don't give any instructions, once these swordsmen and gunmen are exterminated, this 80,000-strong army will be doomed!"

    Zhang Liang was anxious, and Zhang Jiao on the high platform was even more anxious. He stared closely at the two imperial troops on the left and right, waiting for them to get deep into the formation, and then he would change the formation.  Unexpectedly, these two soldiers and horses clung to the soldiers outside the formation like dog-skin plaster!

    "No! If we continue to be passive like this, I'm afraid these sword and spear soldiers will all die. When the formation loses the protection of the sword and spear soldiers, the 30,000 archers, 10,000 yellow scarf warriors and Zhang Liang behind the formation will be in danger!"

    Zhang Jiao thought a lot, finally made up his mind and waved the red flag in his hand.  Zhang Liang, who had been waiting for a long time, finally let go of his heart that was beating in his throat for a long time, and immediately passed the order, so that the swordsmen and gunmen on both sides no longer blindly follow the low profile, but actively fight and fight back with the enemy!

    Soldiers with swords and spears from the left and right continued to gather, sweeping towards the imperial army and horses like a raging wave. These Yellow Turban thieves could stay at the Jizhou base camp and follow the Yellow Turban leader Zhang Jiao, and their skills were not bad. Some of them even did it before.  A fierce bandit who crosses the mountain range.

    With the fierce counterattack by the swordsmen and spearmen from both sides, the soldiers and horses of the imperial court no longer slaughtered blindly, but became entangled with them.  Moreover, due to the large number of thieves, even if there were powerful generals like Pan Zhang, Guan Xu and others in the imperial army, they had to suppress their offensive.  After all, no matter how strong one person is, he still has a foundation.

    Strong generals like Pan Zhang, Guan Xu, etc. rushed too far forward, and were surrounded by enemy swordsmen and gunmen.  None of these swordsmen were afraid of death and charged towards them.

    ?????????? And among them, there are also some fierce bandits with war experience among the swordsmen and gunners. They know that to deal with such fierce generals, they must first kill their mounts, so they quickly shouted to cut off the horse's legs.  Pan Zhangguanxu was besieged by enemy soldiers and had to protect his seated horse. He was forced to use all his strength and kept brandishing the murderous weapon in his hand.

    For a time, the imperial army and the bandit army were intertwined and swallowed up by each other.  The numbers of the two parties are constantly decreasing sharply, and the two parties are killing each other with red eyes. At this time, as long as one party has the momentum, it can win the final victory.

    It¡¯s like a never-ending killing.  The shouts of killing were endless, and with every second that passed, dozens of people fell down and lost their precious lives.  The soldiers on both sides stepped on the body of the dead Paoze, and kept rushing forward under the collision of iron bars!  rush!  rush!

    "It's his grandma's! Grandpa Zhang doesn't believe that he can't kill all these evil thieves like you!"

    Zhang Fei¡¯s horse was under a frantic siege by the bandits. Even though Zhang Fei intended to protect it, he was still shot dozens of times and eventually bled to death.  Zhang Fei jumped off his horse, his leopard eyes revealed a terrifying light, and there were thieves everywhere he looked. Zhang Fei shouted loudly, and swept through thousands of troops with one move, creating a whirlwind and sweeping away nearly dozens of people.

    And not far away from him was Pan Feng. Pan Feng's martial arts were superb, even better than Zhang Fei's.  Although under the protection of the enemy, his horses were protected.  But Pan Feng's body was too heavy, and the mountaineering ax in his hand weighed 180 kilograms. During one of Pan Feng's attacks, he foamed at the mouth and died of exhaustion.

    Those bandit soldiers saw Pan Feng dismounting and immediately rushed over.  However, what they didn't expect was that Pan Feng, who had dismounted, did not lose any of his power. He used a huge mountain-breaking ax of 180, and even the ground was broken when the ax fell.  Pan Feng had a cold face, like a divine general with infinite power. He struck down axe after axe in a series, making a boom like thunder, killing these enemy soldiers until they were terrified and their souls flew away.

    And the three brothers Guan Wenxu were sitting alone in a corner, facing waves of enemy attacks.  Before this battle, Wenhan had taken off the 20 kilograms of inner armor he usually wore. His body became extremely light, and he felt as light as a swallow. He could draw his gun nearly twice as fast as usual, and picked out  One after another, although his martial arts skills are not as good as those of the two brothers Guan and Xu, he can still hold on to his own position.  The three brothers Guan Wenxu were in the same corner, skimming each other to form an unbreakable strangulation zone.

    The battle situation in the field can be said to be extremely tragic.  After two full hours of fighting, most of the troops and horses from both sides were exhausted. What held on for most of the soldiers on both sides was one breath and different thoughts.

    However, as for the Yellow Turbans, the thieves are still thieves after all. Although they are the most elite troops in the Yellow Turbans, their combat effectiveness is still much lower than that of these well-trained imperial officers and soldiers.  The rate of consumption of the Yellow Turban bandit army was slightly faster than that of the imperial army.

    If they were not outnumbered by the imperial army, I am afraid that after these two hours of fierce fighting, the Yellow Turban Army would have been defeated.  At this moment, the soldiers and horses on both sides were still alive. Most of the soldiers had their faces covered with blood, their bodies were covered with pieces of flesh that were unknown from the enemy or from the soldiers, and their hands were numb and sore.

    Zhang Jiao on the high platform was caught in the middleThe sky was filled with blood, dyeing his facial features as if they were all red.  Zhang Jiao's face kept twitching, and his heart seemed to be bleeding. In these two hours, he lost almost half of his nearly 50,000 swordsmen and spearmen.  Twenty-five thousand people, twenty-five thousand elites!

    Zhang Jiao no longer cares about hating the opponent's leading general Lu Zhi. He just wants to end this war of attrition as soon as possible!

    Zhang Jiao thought about this, pinched his heart and waved the red flag again.

    Zhang Liang, who was in the formation, saw the red flag waving on the high platform and immediately understood what Zhang Jiao meant.  Zhang Liang was watching the battle at close range, feeling angry in his heart.  He wished he could ride out into battle and kill them so happily, it would be better than just watching his sons die here.
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