On September 19, the fourth year of Ganning, Shao Shude personally climbed to the head of Zhongmu County.

The dense clouds in the sky are lower and lower.

The wind was a little strong, and the dense clouds were surging wildly, constantly changing shapes, looking like monsters from the underworld of the Yellow Springs.

When the big ball starts to fight, you can see it from afar, no matter whether it is an enemy or an enemy.

The soldiers of Tianxiong Army lined up outside the city. After seeing his king coming to the front line in person, they shouted one after another under the instigation of the officers.

The shouting was deafening, spreading from the square formation in the distance to the nearest place, and then extending further to the farther. From a distance, it seemed like the thunder in the sky.

"Boom!" The thunder really fell.

The silver lightning tore the gloomy field and illuminated the hideous color on the faces of the soldiers on both sides.

The horse was digging its hooves uneasily, and the rider carefully comforted him while preparing equipment.

The fight will begin at any time.

Chen Cheng and Zhao Guangfeng stood behind Shao Shude. There was no need for any words in this scene. The solemn atmosphere filled the audience, making everyone wait quietly.

When Tianxiong Army invited the battle, the Liang army had to fight. If they refused, the nearly 50,000 Xia troops gathered in Zhongmu would start digging trenches and trap them inside.

Is it a bet that Zhu Quanzhong will come to save him? You can try it, but it seems a little incompetent.

Zhu Youyu believed that Xia Jun had spent so much effort to surround him and it was impossible not to make any preparations for interception, so he faced the challenge.

Tens of thousands of troops lined up in the wilderness, facing each other from east to west.

For both sides, there is no dazzling sunshine that interferes with either side, no adverse wind direction, and a fair fight to the death.

The decisive battle with the enemy was proposed by the Tianxiong Army. Shao Shude agreed to their request without any hesitation.

The reason for agreeing is very simple. Tianxiongjun is his doting "bird son" and his perfect work. When the child grows up, he has his own personality and temper. In the eyes of his parents, this personality and temper is positive, so what is the reason to stop it?

Shao Shude still remembers that when the Tianxiong Army encircled and suppressed the Changzhi Army in Luoyang, hundreds of bandit soldiers did not surrender. Someone wanted to shoot arrows and kill them. Li Lin kicked over the officer who wanted to order, and personally led the people to rush forward, fighting face to face.

This kind of courageous spirit that must cut down the enemy in person is the most precious thing for an army.

Today, Shao Shude wants to see his child chopping down the enemy in person again.

Even if he loses, it doesn't matter. Now that his family is big and his business is big, he can afford to lose. A little failure can't shake the general trend he created. On the contrary, the courageous spirit that can be passed down from generation to generation makes him pay more attention to it.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The strong wind raised the dust and sand. After the mobilization of the Tianxiong army, the soldiers of the Tianxiong army mobilized before the war, hitting the ground with their spears and shouting in unison.

The soldiers' expressions were neither nervous nor relaxed, but pure indifference.

The unique social environment has given birth to a unique warrior. Killing is their profession, just as natural as eating and drinking water.

Such a warrior, tens of thousands of infantry dared to attack 300,000 Khitan cavalry and won a great victory.

Such a warrior rushed into the enemy's formation and was invincible, and dared to shout, "You are not my enemy, I should compete with the Emperor."

Such a warrior led the way to attack the camp and was buried in eight or nine places. When he was in bed and recuperating, he heard the bandits coming, jumped up and fought again in armor, and vowed not to retreat.

This is a "military asset" I have built. Shao Shude stood at the top of the city wall with his thoughts flying. Let this courageous spirit continue to be maintained, the longer the better.

"Boom!" Several thunders fell, and the raindrops crackled down.

As if it was a signal, tens of thousands of soldiers on both sides shouted in unison, speeding up and rushing over.

The silver array is moving.

Silver helmet, silver armor, silver weapons, and endless blood.

Dense arrows flew around in the air, and countless people fell to the ground.

Wang Jiao, the first commander of the left wing of Tianxiong Army, threw three short spears in a row.

The short spear roared, pierced the armor, and nailed the Liangren Military Academy to the ground. Arrows flew over the opposite side, and people around him kept screaming and falling to the ground.

In the bloody and intense corpse-standing scene, life is passing through every breath. Wang Jiao sideways to avoid the stabbing spear, stepped forward, and a thick machete slashed heavily at the enemy's neck.

It seemed as if it had fallen into a pool of blood, endless blood spurted high, spraying his head and face.

His steps were not stopped at all, and he rushed into the enemy formation like a leisurely stroll, slashing left and right, full of bloody and strange rhythm.

The art of sword and spear learned from his father Wang Quanchu has become more and more perfect.

The years of fighting in Kohangudao made his will become more tenacious.

The contest with Wei Bowu made him more and more confident.

His growth is traceable, his courage is unparalleled. He wants to make contributions than anyone else. He wants to rush back to his hometown to take a look at his parents, brothers and sisters.

Before he knew it, he had become a "superior" and "brave man" in the eyes of many people.

The first commander of two thousand people directly knocked the enemy into the trap.

"Okay! Very energetic!" Shao Shude slapped the city wall with a palm and said happily.

Chen Cheng and Zhao Guangfeng stared at the battlefield, and they had no time to agree.

Yelikcheng held a wide umbrella of oilcloth, covering Shao Shude's head. His eyes were deeply attracted by the battle situation outside the city. He felt the blood in his body surging and wanted to go down and fight.

He grew up in Shao Mansion, practiced literature and martial arts, was familiar with the prince, and was favored by the "elder princess". In the eyes of many people, the Golden Avenue is already in front of him. But if there is no military achievements or courage, what are these? Can they convince others?

The rain became heavier and the earth was quickly soaked in rain and blood. Some people on both sides kept falling down, perhaps because they fell down. This was lucky. More often, they never got up after falling down, and their lives were frozen here.

"Today, I'm just dying!" Li Lin's heavy sword had been rolled up, and the enemy's spear stabbed on his armor, making an unwilling roar.

He swung his arm, and the iron fist that had two fingers missing hit the enemy in front of him hard. After kicking the person away, he took a heavy breath.

He threw away the heavy sword, took the Mo Dao handed over by his personal soldiers, and laughed: "For the general, you can't lead the way and even fuck him! Kill!"

The hero responded with a sigh of relief, holding a knife and an axe in his hand, and advanced in a row of walls.

The raindrops hit the armor leaves and crackled. They turned a deaf ear to them, followed closely behind the soldiers and horsemen, staring in front of them.

Liang people are also bloody.

A junior school student stripped off his ragged armor, opened his black chest, held a knife and anger in his hand, and rushed to the crown with anger.

Dozens of people behind him took off their helmets, threw them on the ground, and rushed up with a smile.

"Puff! Puff!" The sound of swords and axes entering the flesh was endless.

When Liang Ren, who was rushing straight to the chest, was bleeding from blood. He ignored his injuries and cut off a Xia soldier's neck with a long axe, swept it horizontally, and killed another man.

Several long spears were inserted into his chest. He was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and stretched his hands forward, as if he wanted to pinch Li Lin's throat.

Lightning fell, a knife flashed, and the head rolled to the ground.

Li Lin pushed away the body, held the Mo knife in his hand, and plunged into the enemy troops.

Without any tricks, it is to exchange injuries for injuries and fight for life with life.

On the battlefield of heroic men, there is no way to be a scammer, but it depends on skills, courage and the help of their robes.

"It's just death!"

"It's just death!"

The war horses kept sniffing and neighing.

They are also regular visitors on the battlefield, and I don’t know how many swords and swords they have experienced.

The knight patiently comforted the horses, even the death rate of war horses, was even greater than that of them.

People are tall, short, fat, and thin, the same is true for horses.

People are brave and cowardly, so are horses.

Horses with experience in battle formations are stronger than those who are just starting out. Many people tend to ignore this point and think that horses are just a number, as if they only need a quantity.

The knights who live with war horses day and night dare not think so. "Veterans" in war horses are rare. The knights love their own war horses just like their family. They are the partners who rely on for their own rushing and are robes that cannot speak.

"Get on the horse and rush." ​​Du Youyi sent Wang Jianji to issue an order.

In fact, the time is not yet ripe.

The enemy was just frustrated and retreated step by step, but the overall position was still stable and it was not time to collapse. But seeing that the rain had no intention of stopping, if you wait any longer, the soil would be soft and it would be more troublesome to rush.

Charging under such circumstances is destined to be more difficult and will definitely result in greater casualties.

But after ordering, there was no hesitation at all. The soldiers boarded one after another and started lined up, waiting for the sign of attack.

The neighing sounds of war horses came one after another, the horse's hooves kept digging the ground, and heavy breathing came from their nostrils.

They also know that it is time to fight desperately.

The flag lit up and the drums kept ringing.

Teams of cavalry rode out and carefully adapted to the wet grassland.

The officer with a flag on his back rushed to the front and firmly controlled the rhythm. With his movements, the speed of the first wave of hundreds of riders gradually increased.

The sound of hooves is clearly heard even on the noisy battlefield.

The officer leading the team accelerated the speed, and Gao Youqing followed closely behind him. On the solemn battlefield, there was still a laughing look, as if this was not a desperate effort, but just a simple hunt.

"Kill!" The officer in charge of the team raised the horse spear flat, pulled the speed to the extreme, and rushed towards the flank of the Liang army's front.
Chapter completed!