As the arrows kept falling, Gongsun Kang's eyes widened.

The Cao army's cavalry began to turn!

Damn, how could you turn?!

How did he know that I dug a trap in front of the formation?!

The roaring torrent drew an arc and rushed towards the flanks of Gongsun and others' military formations.

Archer, keep shooting! Don't stop! Pass my order! The right army turns north! Damn! Don't be messed up! As long as it doesn't mess up, they will have no choice but to use us - Gongsun Kang shouted heart-wrenchingly.

Indeed, everyone knows that as long as the infantry battle formation is not panicked, the infantry battle formation can fight against the cavalry, but the problem is that Gongsun Kang, who is in the center of the array, does not have to face the impact of the cavalry directly, so Gongsun Kang can shout loudly and make people not panic, but what are the others...

In the Gongsun array, the infantry on the right wing shakingly turned in one direction and faced the cavalry of Cao's army again.

Stay steady! Build a gun! Build a gun! Gongsun Kang ordered again.

In terms of orders, Gongsun Kang's orders were not wrong, but there were not no mistakes in the world, and they would definitely get a perfect result. The shield wall and the gun forest were not smoothly displayed as they were during training. Facing the surging iron-armored cavalry and the Hu cavalry with ordinary leather armor were all two different things.

Sometimes hands and feet are faster than thinking, but most of the time, thinking is faster than hands and feet. It's like watching the flying dance in the water and thinking that the posture is so beautiful and beautiful, then close your eyes and stretch your arms and legs intoxicatedly, imagining that you are also as beautiful as the flying posture in the water, but you don't know that others actually look like a puppy peeing.

On the front line facing the Cao army's cavalry, many Gongsun Infantry subconsciously closed their eyes tightly, thinking that they had raised their spear and carried it out. In fact, they just stretched out a little bit...

In later generations, a civilian could not be called a qualified soldier without three to six months of training, otherwise there would be no so-called new recruit company. Then in the Han Dynasty and in Liaodong, a group of recruited infantrymen could expect these people to act like elites on the battlefield?

The next moment, the Cao army's cavalry crashed into the Gongsun infantry array!

Gongsun Array collapsed!

…(╬￣Dish￣)=○…

Yuyang.

When Ju Su walked out of the city tower, he was choked by the smoke coming in front of him. He couldn't help but cough a few times, then held the wall, but felt the blood stains from his hand.

Ju Su looked at the blood in his hand, then looked at the Cao army soldiers around him, resisted the urge to wipe it, looked at the guard behind him, and forced a smile on his lips, sighed slightly.

On the city wall, inside and outside, there are countless traces of the battle. If you observe carefully, you can see the blood of Mao Xuewang, the intestines of the nine-turn large intestine, the lung leaves of the couple's lung slices, and the elbows like carbon-grilled hoofs...

Gongsun Jun's attack has been going on for several days. The repeated impact and continuous fighting pressure, coupled with the continuous reduction of the number of Cao's soldiers in the city, Ju Su had to bear huge mental pressure.

The city wall was broken through several times and recaptured several times. Ju Su thought Yuyang was about to be captured several times and struggled in despair several times, but in the end, the city wall was still intact.

It's still there, but it's already ragged, just like Ju Shu's heart.

When he followed Yuan Shao to fight, even when the troops were almost collapsed when facing the attack of Gongsun Zan's White Horse Yicong, Ju Su did not feel as tired as he is today.

Because at that time, Ju Su knew that even if he died in front of the formation, there would be people who would remember him and take revenge for him! Because at that time, Ju Su also believed that his actions were for the entire Han Dynasty, for the country and the dynasty, and for people like him to change the world according to their ideals...

However, no matter how gorgeous the colors are, they will eventually be dim, and no matter how fresh and fragrant the dishes are, they will eventually rot. This time, Ju Su felt extremely tired, and this fatigue permeated from the bones, like a sense of loneliness.

Yes, loneliness.

Although he led the army again and again and again, he led his soldiers to repel Gongsun's attack, Ju Su knew that he was still lonely and untrusted, just as the children of the gentry in Jizhou were not trusted by Cao Cao...

Ju Su even began to wonder if Cao Cao had known what might have happened a long time ago, and then planned to use Yuyang to consume the power of the wealthy gentry in Jizhou?

Ju Su smiled bitterly.

When he was playing with politics and tampering with others before, he didn't think his hands were dirty, but now when he felt that he might be played with by others, he felt that he was really dirty...

It was like the blood on his hands now, sticky and reddish and brown, and a little black and smelly.

I want to throw it away, but I can't.
Chapter completed!