The Emperor ordered Zhao Tang

Chapter 154: Killing Bodhisattva

On the afternoon of November 14, the second year of Jingfu, the pseudo-Tang National Protection Army Jiedushi was outside the city of Hedong Prefecture, Hezhong Prefecture.

Snow and wind drifted on the mountains, on the wild grass, on the green pines, on the rivers, and on the fortresses. The biting wind blew away the snow curtain, and under the dark sky covered with red clouds, densely packed warriors either turned over and dismounted, with wooden expressions holding their spears and moving forward, or sat on horseback, or held bows and were ready to go. There were guards, foreign troops of Tiance, and the central commanders. There were Pu army yamen and Shatuo cavalry. The 4000 fronts, composed of the barbarians and the Han people, were led by super killers such as Wang Congxun, Wang Shaorong, Liu Xun, Li Cunxiao, and Wu Chengxun. Listening to the wind singing, Xu Rulin, and the momentum was like fire, step by step approaching Changjian, Changzhi, and Tingzi, and were about to break into the battle.

The sky sighed and the snow fell even harder.

On the city walls, from civilians to soldiers, even the most brutal men were in a heavy mood. The Bian thieves were determined to win. Many people looked around unconsciously, partly to distract their attention, and partly to see more of the world. Who knows if there will be a tomorrow?

On the earthen embankment, the Bian army laborers, able-bodied men, and officials who were preparing for the siege also looked into the distance and observed the brave fight between the two armies.

"Beep--" The enemy army was two miles away, stopped and began to form a team.

The swordsman, the horseman, the crossbowman, Xiao Xunxun, and Luo Yanlang all looked numb. Everyone could hear Master Wang Zhong's question: "No one in the world collects bones. Every family is burying souls under the city walls. Are you afraid?"

The warriors looked up at the enemy.

"After I die, there will be saints to take care of my wife, children and parents. What else should I worry about?" Someone looked at the sachet in his hand with a sense of loss.

"I have been fighting in Zhengchao, Pingcai and Huazhou for so many years. My comrades-in-arms have been replaced one after another, and the generals above me have changed one after another. I am tired and exhausted. I only regret that I have never seen the spring scenery while hearing the sound of willows being cut in the flute..." Someone shook his head and sighed, wiping the sword blade.

"Once the traitor Li is killed, will the world be at peace from now on?" Another knight smiled.

"There is nothing much to say. You live a life of luxury in peacetime, but when you go into battle, you have to work for Zhu Wen. What's the point of dying? Let your body be buried in the mountains. Twenty years later, you will be a hero again." Another man tore off his bun, took off his clothes, revealing his terrifying muscular arms and tendons: "This life cannot be taken away by Qin Xian, Shi Pu, or anyone else."

"The enemy is few and we are many. Please fight to the death and we will defeat the enemy."

"All I'm thinking about is how to catch the dog emperor of the Li family. Why would the commander ask me if I'm afraid? The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold. Once the warrior leaves, he will never come back! Kill him and his head will roll. Behead Congxun!"

Master Wang Zhong raised his hand to suppress the restless voice. This time, the gentle questioning turned into a violent scolding: "Men, you have a ball hanging in your crotch! After several months of fighting, hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers are staring at Li Ni's mob. The bandits are still rampant in my hometown. The battle has been like this, and all the civil and military officials in the camp should be beheaded! I am holding back my anger. No one is a newcomer, and Master Zhong is not a fuss! Today, join me in destroying Congxun. Those who retreat without permission... According to the old rules, they will be beheaded. If I turn around, you can take my head."

"Kill, kill, kill!" The cheers of tens of thousands of Bianfeng troops were deafening.

The mobilization for the battle is over.

Du Ming Long, Ting Zi Ma Zhi, Xiao Xun Xun and Luo Yan formed a battle array on foot and cavalry and advanced to engage in battle.

"Roar, roar--" The enemy army is already a hundred steps away.

A large amount of dust rose in the wind and snow, and dark masses of people and horses could be vaguely seen, accompanied by a loud noise.

"Du--" the enemy army stopped advancing. The corner soldiers beside Wang Congxun puffed up their cheeks and blew the first variation. The army began to keep a distance. The horizontal plane was spread out according to the standard body position of about one foot and six inches, and the vertical line was stretched out with the length of a hand. Every other team was set. After the teams were spread out, the 4000 fronts stood still completely, like zombies. Although the composition of these killing materials was complex, fortunately they were all carefully selected old men, and they did not need the officers to urge them. With the order, they were as easy as using their arms.

At the same time, Division Wang Zhong also completed the formation of the divisions - crossbowmen, archers, cavalry, jumping troops, and special forces.

The two armies continued to march towards each other. After all, they were elite troops with high quality soldiers, and they were extremely cautious in engaging in battle. The so-called strategic contempt for the enemy and tactical respect for the opponent probably means this.

At 80 steps, both sides blew the second variation at the same time. Upon receiving the order, the soldiers immediately rolled up the flags and placed them on the ground. The front row held their long spears tightly, and the back row gradually drew their swords, shouting three times in unison: "Ya Ya Ya!!"

At this time, the war drums sounded, all the small flags were lowered, and the soldiers all pointed their spears at an angle. The sharp spear tips were like silent poisonous snakes. The swordmen on both sides hit their shields with their swords and shouted loudly: "Yu Yu Yu Yu!!!"

The crossbowmen on both sides walked in neat steps to the back of their respective third rows and prepared to raise their crossbows.

At this time, the drum sounded again.

The crossbowman knelt on one knee, holding the crossbow horizontally, the archer shot the arrow, and squinted at the enemy. "Kill, kill, kill!" The officer shouted, and a swarm of arrows suddenly streaked across the sky. After shooting, the archers retreated to their own team and stood still. The twelve-link crossbow of the Bian Army's Tingzi Ma Zhi was very powerful. After only one round, Wang's army was filled with shouts of pain.

"Boom, boom, boom..." Three long drum beats sounded. The pace of both sides instantly quickened, and their faces were flushed with a sickly color: "Hehe" continued.

The cavalry on both wings advanced together, shouting: "Cross, cross, cross!"

Fifty steps!
The fourth variation of the horn music was also finished. Except for the first row of spearmen, all the troops on both sides knelt down with spears in their hands, their eyes focused on the central army's banner and their ears listened to the drum beats.

"Break through the enemy lines!!!" Wang Congxun's teeth chattered and his voice broke. This time, all the drummers pounded hard at the same time. Amid the deafening rain of drums, the eyes of officers like Li Cunxiao lost focus and made a whining sound, as if they were in some extreme emotion. The fronts of both sides also burst into hysterical howls. Some even cut their arms and sucked until their mouths were red, looking extremely crazy. More than 10,000 warriors were shouting like this, and the mountains and the sea responded with "Woo, woo."

Twenty steps.

"Swish, swish, swish!" A rain of arrows flew over the heads of soldiers on both sides, with infantry bows, cavalry bows, and crossbows shooting at each other.

"Kill!" The spearmen with bloodshot eyes collided with each other, stabbing each other with their spears, and blood, flesh and limbs flew everywhere as soon as they met.

"Break into the enemy line!" Wang Congxun suddenly pulled the rope, and the horse stood up.

The invasion begins!
The two sharp blades were like two red-hot knives, intersecting each other with a misaligned position, producing flashes of lightning.

The generals, of course, were fighting against the generals. Yes, it was the kind of duel between generals or a group battle between more than a dozen people in movies and TV dramas.

At this time, Taiyuan's Li Sizhao, Li Siyuan, Li Cunxiao, Li Cunzhen, Li Siben, Fu Cunshen, Bianzhou's Zhang Cunjing, Wang Zhongshi, Li Sian, Wang Yanqiu, Guo Yan, Niu Cunjie, are all experts in this area. Hundreds of cavalry raiding the camp, a single rider charging into the battle array, are all basic operations for them.

"Die!" The iron spear sent one person flying and crushed several others. Wang Congxun, He Chuyu, and Liu Xun had already taken the lead and stepped into the enemy formation from the flank. Damn, a pure iron horse spear was like a toy in Xiao Wang's hand. If a saint were here, he would definitely say: I really underestimated you, kid, why are you hiding your incompetence here? No wonder you didn't die after serving for fifteen years.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The defenders on the city wall were very angry. A Pu army officer ordered, "Beat the drums to cheer!"

"Ha!!" Three swordsmen were about to form a formation to encircle and attack Wang Congxun, but unexpectedly a spear tip stabbed at them like a stream of light, swirling in the splash of blood as it went into the left eye of one of the swordsmen and came out from the back of his head.

"What a long sword army! A bunch of losers!" Xiao Wang laughed loudly, not forgetting to boost morale.

"What an arrogant dog thief!" A horseman in the hall cursed. As they were fighting, an iron spear came across the sky and swept in. Those who were swept raised their spears to block or lay on the back of the horse. However, anyone who raised his spear to block was like an old man waiting in line to be seduced. He felt numbness in his palms, and the spear rod was bounced off, and the person was thrown off the horse by inertia.

"I am the King of Handan, who has become virtuous, and I am following his instructions!"

The soldiers and civilians upstairs saw this and started to make noises: "Oh hoo hoo hoo!!!"

"Let's see what this guy can do!" Wang Yanqiu, the hall's cavalry officer, stepped forward and stabbed seven times in a row with lightning speed.

Upon seeing this, Wang Zhongshi, the long sword officer Huangfu Lin and others also rushed forward, shouting and rushing, and the officers of the two sides collided with each other like a train.

"clang!!"

There was a sharp sound of metal colliding, and a huge recoil rolled back to his body, pressing Wang Yanqiu's arms holding the lance into a right angle. Fortunately, he was experienced, and while catching the lance attack, he suddenly exerted force with his legs to push the stirrups tightly, then held the lance with one hand, drew the sword from his waist, and slashed at the opponent's arm, forcing the opponent to retract the lance, and then he pulled the rope to escape from the painful hand.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Wang Congxun, with bloodshot eyes, stared at the battle, and then the soldiers around him saw the flashing swords in front of them. Wang Yanqiu and Wang Congxun fought back and forth, cursing as they fought.

"Fuck your slutty mother's hair!"

"Kill your whole family--" Wang Congxun shouted.

In an instant, sparks flew, and there was another series of clanging of iron spears.

“Puff!” The iron spear came at them with the force of thunder, and the swordsmen who were unable to dodge were all knocked down! Wang Congxun stabbed several times, and a Luoyan Lang swung his sword desperately to block, but his speed was not as fast as the other party, and he was stabbed through the chest, and blood spurted out immediately. The thief Wang lifted him high above his head, picked him up, and then smashed him into the crowded place.

Lying on the ground, he looked at his chest and saw a large stream of red water gushing out from the cracks in his armor.

"Quick, go back to Bianzhou and invite Wang Tieqiang!" You Luoyanfeng was furious. Only General Wang Yanzhang of the Left Winged Guards could deal with this bastard. Wang Yanqiu only said that he couldn't lose, but if he wanted to subdue Wang Tieqiang, he would be dreaming!
The battlefield was in chaos. It was a complete mess. The carefully arranged formations of both sides were all in tatters in less than a moment of fighting. If you put a drone in the air to record the video, you will find that it was completely - front against front, officers against officers. Cavalry against cavalry, infantry against infantry, lances against lances, lances against lances. Swordmen fought hand-to-hand, archers and shieldmen huddled together for warmth and were furious. If we want to fight in a melee, why should I bring a bow and a shield!

On this side, Li Cunxiao led 700 of his personal soldiers and rushed around in the chaos.

In just one stick of incense, hundreds of the most powerful warriors selected by both sides were killed.

"Master Wang Zhong, please get out of the way. I will capture and kill this beast!" At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from behind Wang Yanqiu!
When the Bian army saw the newcomer, they were overjoyed and rushed over: "Overlord!"

Li Cunxiao's face was bloody, and he was in the thick of the fight, so he didn't notice. But the Shatuo people under his command all turned their heads and said in a fearful voice: "Zhang Guiba!"

In later generations, this was the shadow of the Shatuo people. Keyong was defeated by him, and 20,000 of Si Zhao were killed in his battle formation. The battle formation of 40,000 warriors in Yanyun was broken by him with hundreds of cavalry. In the expedition against Qin Zongquan, he captured Xiao Hao on his own, and shot and killed Zhang Zhi, a general of the Cai army, with one arrow when the two armies faced each other. In the battle of Puzhou, he captured the defending general Shao Ru alone. In the expedition against Youzhou, Liu Rengong was defeated; almost all the neighboring vassals in the four directions suffered heavy losses at his hands.

"Boom." There was a muffled sound, and two or three Pu Fengs flew out screaming, and the knives in their hands broke into two pieces.

“Roar, roar, roar.” The Bian army was in a rage, as if they had been injected with chicken blood: “Death Dragon! Death Dragon! Killing Bodhisattva!!”

Brother Cunxiao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man as majestic as a small mountain, with his upper body naked and a terrifying ghost-faced Bodhisattva tattooed on his chest, crowded on horseback and charged in as if he were in an empty space. Seeing him, the Pu army, the Tiance army, and the Shatuo people retreated one after another. Even the swordsmen and the hall horsemen had deep fear in their eyes.

It's okay for people to hit each other, but if you were asked to fight a two-meter-tall, three-hundred-pound, enhanced version of Tyson in the late Tang Dynasty... would you be able to lift the knife?

From the tones and looks of the crowd, it could be seen that Zhang Guiba already had a "reputation" that made all the armies inside and outside Liang as well as foreign enemies tremble in fear!

Okay, okay, Li Cunxiao versus Zhang Guiba, Overlord versus Overlord, let’s see who has higher gold content!
"How can my work not be completed?" Zhu Wen, who was looking at the battlefield from the tower carriage, laughed heartily. He asked someone to bring his beloved horse, Sa Lu Zi, and rode on it, saying, "Come on, raise my white banner and get closer to the battlefield. I want to see my loyal ministers kill Li Cunxiao, the Shatuo brat, in the battlefield with my own eyes!"

Zhu Sheng has not dared to raise his flag recently, fearing that it would be shot off again. Last time, Li Ni seized the flag in person at Shouyang Mountain, which was a shame...

"Come on, raise my banner as well!" Beside the lonely Broken Bridge, the saint led his horse, observed the battlefield for a while, patted the snow on his shoulders, and waved.

Having said that, he jumped on his horse and galloped away.

The yellow horse was blurred in the wind and snow, and hundreds of knights carrying banners followed closely.

Behind them, more than 10,000 Han, Miao and Man tribesmen who had crossed the bridge also slowly moved forward. If you don't want to duel with the Bian bandits, you can't fight them at all, so why fight? The saint who loves his wife took into account the possibility of Xiao Wang and Brother Cunxiao's defeat, and just went out to boost morale. After all, Zhu Wen is on the scene. What will everyone think if you don't come? They will think you are afraid of Zhu Wen. It will affect the morale of the army. The tough guy image that was finally established on Shouyang Mountain cannot be destroyed.

"Li Ni is coming!" A Bian army soldier shouted in surprise in the distance.

"Pah." Zhu Wen slapped the railing fiercely. He also saw it; the boy was so rampant. It was just that the army was preparing to attack the city. Once the process started, it would be difficult to mobilize a large number of troops in a short time, otherwise Li Ni would be driven back to the other side of the river. Well, since this guy wanted to see it, he should open his eyes and see clearly how Wang Congxun was defeated.

　Damn, the noise was too loud, I found an excuse to leave the banquet and come back to write. PS: This is the last time I will write about the details of the battle. If both armies were well-disciplined, what would be the process of the battle? Their shouts and calls written in the book can all be verified by Wei Gong's Art of War. I won't write about the sequel. First, it will be boring if I write too much. You just need to know what's going on. Second, I will try to improve my writing style. PS: The plot is getting harder and harder to deduce! Are there any military advisors? Post your opinions? Of course, don't forget to base your deduction on the background and the personalities of people like Zhu Wen. There are some things that we all know we should do, but the parties involved may not.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)