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Chapter 550 The Power of Faith and Spirit (Please recommend)

"kill!"

Following Yu Jin's roar, the two thousand imperial guards moved in unison. The cavalry moved from slow to fast, and their full armor was like a dazzling sea of ​​light under the movement. They moved faster and faster, and even those who dodged couldn't open their eyes. open your eyes.

Under the strong beam of light, the three thousand Chinese army could only close their eyes and be driven forward. Yang Ren also closed his eyes and let the horse carry him forward. Before he knew it, Yang Ren charged at the front of the three thousand infantry .

The two thousand imperial guards were equipped according to the standard of armored chain horses. Iron armored chain horses were invincible in this era, and they were extremely extravagant and wasteful.

Yu Jin did not rush forward to kill Yang Ren but controlled the speed of the horse. A set of iron armor for the Imperial Guard weighed several tens of kilograms, and the equipment of the Imperial Guard added up to more than 100 kilograms, plus nearly two hundred kilograms of people. Even the good horses from the racecourse cannot withstand a long charge, so Yu Jin must be considerate of the horse's physical strength.

Yang Ren felt that the beam of light was getting stronger and stronger, and when he opened his eyes suddenly, he found that he had already walked to the forefront of the army.

Turning around like this, several javelins were thrown in front of him, one pierced Yang Ren's neck and stuck it on the horse, one pierced Yang Ren's arm into his lower abdomen, and one fixed his other hand in the air, Even the horse was shot several times.

Such a tragic situation fell into the eyes of the pawns behind Yang Ren, and immediately caused panic among the three thousand pawns.

The lieutenant-general of the army said: "Raise the shield, maintain the formation, and move on."

Zhang Lunai was a Wudoumi Daoist thief, so there were many Wudoumi followers in the Hanzhong army, and it was these believers who supervised and bewitched the three thousand pawns so that they did not break up.

"Save arrows."

Yu Jin looked at the poorly equipped Hanzhong army and shouted.

Because of his origin as a heavy cavalry, the Imperial Guards had never brought all the equipment, and equipment that was too heavy would consume too much horsepower.

Two thousand serial iron armored heavy cavalry rushed into the three thousand infantry in such a brutal manner. First, Yang Ren's horses were trampled into flesh (Yang Ren's body was snatched back by his henchmen).

Then the charge of the heavy cavalry rushed directly to a large area, only to see the light of the knife shining, and bloody arrows, heads and stumps shot up into the sky.

"no no."

The lieutenant general had never seen such a brutal method of warfare, he was hacked to death in a burst of screams in his heart, both the chief general and the lieutenant general were killed, and many believers who enveloped the five buckets of rice were also beheaded, and the three thousand Hanzhong infantry chose to flee without hesitation .

No matter how slow the heavy cavalry is, four legs are faster than two legs, especially once the cavalry charges, it is difficult to slow down for a while, and even surrendering cannot stop the speed of the horse.

The rout of the three thousand Hanzhong infantry is destined to be a bloody road paved with flesh and blood.

"Uh!"

Zhang Wei and Yang Ang thought that they had fought on the battlefield for many years. Even the regular army of the imperial court was not so brutal in destroying the Yellow Turban rioters. The Lucheng Army is invincible!
Zhang Wei watched the three thousand infantry gradually fall at the feet of the two thousand hoplites, his heart was convulsed all the time, what should he do now?escape?

Yang Ang is the younger brother of Yang Song's family, he does not rely on bravery like Yang Ren to rise to the top, he relies on drilling camps and a little cleverness to flatter Yang Song, Yang Song sent him to the battlefield when he saw that the battle was easy.

Seeing that Zhang Wei was overwhelmed by the scene in front of him and suspected of retreating, Yang Ang persuaded: "Master Jijiu, although the Lucheng army is strong, you and I fled without fighting. How can we face the lord when we return to Hanzhong?"

Zhang Wei trembled when Yang Ang reminded him, he is not Zhang Lu's real brother, Zhang Lu's real brother is in Liu Yan's hands?His father is Zhang Xiu, the second-generation celestial master of Wu Dou Mi Dao, the actual founder, as famous as Zhang Jiao and Luo Yao. Zhang Lu killed Zhang Xiu and became the third-generation celestial master. If he returns without a fight, Zhang Lu may not be merciful. .

"Yang Sima, what do you think of me?"

Faced with Zhang Wei's humbly asking for advice, Yang Ang stroked his short beard and said, "Master Jijiu, if you withdraw, let alone whether the Lucheng army can't catch up, just say that if you withdraw, the army's morale will be in chaos. Dao, how many are there who escaped? The lord must blame you and me for the [-] elites who collapsed without a fight. Since they all have the reputation of being defeated, it is better to be defeated."

"Defeat?"

Zhang Wei stared at Yang Ang with big eyes, if he really lost, would Zhang Lu let someone go?

Yang Ang understood Zhang Wei's heart, and said again: "Master Jijiu, the Lucheng army is the best in the world, the Xianbei, the Huns, even the world-famous Xiliang iron cavalry are also defeated by them? Master Jijiu fights with the Lucheng army, the victory is extremely glorious , Defeated, even though defeated is glorious."

Glorious in defeat?

Yang Ang's words made Zhang Wei's eyes brighten. Zhang Wei lived in Hanzhong because he was afraid that one day he would become Zhang Lu's sword ghost. Own.

"it is good."

Zhang Wei nodded, and said to Yang Ang: "Let the Sima Governor fight with the Lucheng Army, and someone will fight for Sima in the future. This battle must show the prestige of the Hanzhong Army."

"Here!"

Yang Ang was a little dumbfounded, he was not good at fighting Zhang Wei and let him fight, thinking of what he said just now, Yang Ang understood that this was using the life of the Hanzhong Army to improve Zhang Wei's reputation, anyway, he was not the one who died, Yang Ang readily agreed.

"All will be killed by someone. Those who retreat will be beheaded, those who are timid and do not move forward will be beheaded, those who disturb the army's morale will be beheaded, whoever kills one person will be rewarded with five buckets of rice, and one general who kills the Lucheng army will be rewarded with five stones of rice."

Yang Ang executed several military lords who were afraid of the enemy with vigorous means, and sent orderlings to shout rewards and punishments.

Don’t think that Wudoumi is less, because Wudoumi is very particular in Hanzhong. Anyone who enters Wudoumi Dao must pay Wudoumi’s teaching fee.

Yang Ang offered such a high reward, even in the face of a series of heavy cavalry, the Hanzhong Army was willing to fight for it.

"Kill!"

Before the supervising team and the huge reward, the Hanzhong Army could only rush to the imperial guards desperately, but they were like waves in the sea, beating countless water splashes on the stones and dissipating.

The power of faith appeared extremely powerful at this moment. The Hanzhong Army numbly rushed towards the imperial guards one after another, and 4000 people fought desperately in front of the two thousand imperial guards.

Lives were lost in front of the imperial guards, but the imperial guards remained indifferent. This is the meaning of elites. If the ordinary troops had been killed by these people who were not afraid of death, they would have been defeated.

Yu Jin is like a spiritual pillar, always fighting on the front line, and the imperial guards who have been brainwashed by various military disciplines also numbly follow Yu Jin and swing their knives.

Before night fell, there was no longer a single soldier blocking the front of the imperial guards, only Zhang Wei's [-] cavalry remained.

Yang Ang licked his lips and said: "Master Jijiu, withdraw it! If you don't withdraw it, you and I will have to fill it here."

Zhang Wei pushed Yang Ang, and said to the generals under his command: "The Lucheng army is exhausted, their swords are dull, their armor is weak, and their horses are no longer able to fight anymore. It's time to achieve our prestige. Let me give you a shot. "

Zhang Wei took the lead and charged towards Lu Chengjun.

Yang Ang looked at the three thousand Hanzhong cavalry who had no hesitation, and said, "Devils, devils, all are devils."

As everyone knows, the devil in Zhang Wei's heart was released by him.

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