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On April 11, the east bank of the Yi River is close to Gu'an forty miles. The war started for several days, and the battle this day has been fought from early morning to evening.

The red red hangs on the top of the mountain in the west. In the field of view, arrows kept flying across the sky and crossed. Some lit flames nailed to the ground and burned on human corpses. Spots of blood spread, forming a huge blood blanket on the battlefield. The river water rolled with blood and hit the corpses floating on the water surface, pushing down the shore. Countless figures spread along the river bank. The shouts of fighting and the collision of various weapons never stopped for a moment.

Strike down an enemy, the panting soldier staggered across the pool of blood, and rushed to another enemy at a distance of a few steps. He waved his steel knife, and his mouth wide open, "Ah!" roar, not far away, someone noticed him, rushed over with a spear, the roar stopped abruptly, and the spear pierced through the chest, and was pushed back by the figure who rushed in, and then fell to the ground and never got up again.

When the spear was pulled out, the soldiers were exhausted, and their ears were filled with noise. The shouts of killing sounded loudly throughout the world. The few cavalrymen on both sides intertwined the battlefield, and the battle groups of more than ten people rushed directly to knock the opponent away, or stepped under the horses. There were Xiliang Army, who had not yet rushed over, or Jizhou soldiers who were already guarding, or Jizhou soldiers like a forest, and faced the cavalry that was hit by the cavalry. Several war horses pierced the spears with the knights above, and then fell to the ground with thick plasma.

The vision rose to the sky and went down the Yi River. The battle on the shore spread for several miles. The battlefield had already become a scene of intertwined dogs and teeth. The flames burned the woods. The soldiers who were also burning arrows on their bodies rushed out with shrill screams. Further behind, the Xu-character flag stood on the high slope.

Xu Rong rode a war horse under the banner, observing the situation on the entire battlefield. At this time, the battle was no longer about a formation or a team's victory or defeat, but whether the front line of the entire formation collapsed, or the enemy advanced rapidly to form an isolated army. Around him, the cavalry who was sending orders were running back and forth, and the flag was constantly waving in the wind, and the team prepared behind began to support in the direction of the flag verb.

The sky was dark, and mobilized teams were interspersed behind the battlefield, walking through hillsides, woods, and fields... The battlefield with nearly 70,000 people on both sides was terrifying, and the vision was densely packed with human figures, as if they were evenly killed.

Xu Rong stared at the battlefield for a while, and then issued the last order: "It's almost done, I can't win this battle yet. Go and tell Gao Shun that it's OK."

After the horse left, he breathed a sigh of relief. A personal guard handed over water, took a sip, and looked into the direction of someone in the distance. Since the battle began, Xu Rong had never thought about how to win. Instead, he tried hard to create a even-match scene. Otherwise, with his playing style, at least Zhang He on the opposite side would have lost two sets first.

On the other side of the battlefield where the noisy and yelling were Zhang He, the chief general, could not go on the battlefield to kill the enemy himself. He had been in the army for a long time, but under Han Fu's command, he could only reach the level of a military sarcasm. Although there have been several wars over the years, most of them were fighting as generals. This was the first time that he had truly commanded a battle of tens of thousands of people.

Of course, it was more important to rely on Qu Yi, a front-line army standing on the front line, to check for the missing. Soon, a fast horse from the south walked through the back formation with a message and came to his central army formation. Zhang He took Su Bo, stared at the handwriting on it, and then rolled it up and put it in his inner armor.

His face showed complicated emotions, his eyes were staring at the battlefield where the battle was happening, and he murmured: "How could this happen... at this time... how could such a thing happen..." He turned his head to look at the cavalry who handed the information, "But the lord handed it to you personally?"

"Return to the general, Bei Zhi is the cavalry in front of the lord. When he came, the lord also led Wen Chou. The two generals Yan Liang led 40,000 troops to Youzhou. It is estimated that they were already on the way at this time."

This man was indeed in Jizhou accent. After hearing the other party's answer, Zhang He frowned, pursed his lips tightly, and his hand holding the reins gently tapped the horse. After a while, he called the commander: "Mingjin stopped the troops! In addition, tell Qu Yi, let him come back and see me immediately."

Immediately, I waved my whip: "Go forward to the back and cover the front army to retreat, and strictly prevent someone from turning against me."

With Zhang He's orders, the command troops rushed away. Two large arrays of 10,000 people in the back formation slowly moved in a tense atmosphere and moved closer to the central army.

The battle on the battlefield was shaking.

The two torrents collided with each other, which was almost a different battlefield. There were not many other soldiers fighting around, and they were forced by two hard and violent teams to get close. On one side, the new camp was built by elite soldiers selected from the north, trained by Gao Shun himself, while on the other side, there were fewer people, but they had a traversing Xiliang. Then in Jizhou, defeating thousands of white horses, Yicheng, the first record of the battle, almost everyone survived desperately on the battlefield. The two teams met at the first time, and an unimaginable attack broke out.

The war drums roared and the night was approaching. In the ignited fire, the shield and the shield collided violently, twisting, making a shocking friction sound. The weapons in both hands slashed back and forth above their heads. The iron helmets were sunken, and the soldiers who had collapsed blood dyed most of their faces red, and still made huge roars, and they pushed their feet and pushed the shield forward.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The hysterical fight is already the only one here.

First, he climbed behind the dead soldiers. Qu Yi, who was behind several large shields, rode a war horse and squeezed the hilt of the sword. His whole body was trembling slightly without easy to detect. His ancestral home was from the plains, and his family moved to Xiliang. He grew up there since he was a child. He had no distinction between Chinese and foreigners. He was very familiar with the Qiang people. He learned the tactics of the Qiang people from them and came to Han Fu, Jizhou, and thought that he could have the opportunity to make achievements by himself. However, over time, he realized that Han Fu was just a petty person and only knew the old.

He wanted to make achievements, but he didn't want to live a daze. He also wanted to fight against the heroes of the world, so he left the name Qu Yi in history. So he turned against him and soon defeated his old master Han Fu. At that moment, he felt that these people were just like this, and that they had a good life to become a high-ranking official in a state.

Later, Yuan Shao came, and another family background was better. The only difference was that this man gave him a feeling of being a heroic and magnanimous, perhaps it was not impossible to be thrown into the other party's disciples. After helping Yuan Shao seize Jizhou, his first opportunity came. The white horse general in Youzhou fought and was invincible all the way. It was difficult for anyone to stop the army. In the battle of Jieqiao, he relied on the elite 800 people around him to kill the majestic white horse Yicai and kill Yan Gang. The feeling of being noticed by the world was unprecedentedly satisfied.

However, since then, he was not valued, and he still led an army of more than 2,000 people to do some insignificant things.

However, today, the enemy general named Gao Shun on the opposite side ignited his former fighting spirit. As for why the other party did not die in Xuzhou, it was no longer important to him.

"Defeated this Xiliang army, the people in the world... Yuan Shao... No one should underestimate me, Qu Yi anymore, right?!" He said softly, then raised his hand and issued an order.

But there was a signal of the striking gold to withdraw the troops from behind...
Chapter completed!