Under the city gate, the young general in front of the Qingzhou soldiers raised his spear, and the Yin Hong spear flicked, pointing directly at the Yanzhou cavalry not far from the city gate.
"Rush into the formation! Kill the enemy!" There is no distinction, and there is no general name.
In the confrontation between the two armies, there was only one order, followed by the roar of men and horses.
"Step!" The sound of horseshoes broke the silence under the city gate. Thousands of horses, armed with guns, rushed out of the smoke and dust.
"Huh!" Zhang Liao swung the short halberd horizontally in his hand, and waved a gust of wind: "Kill!"
The Yanzhou army didn't stay any longer, but rushed up, and the two armies rushed across a small open space in front of the city gate at an extremely fast speed.
Among the people and horses, Zhang Liao's eyes were fixed on the white-clothed cavalry that rushed forward.
If I fight against him, within three rounds, I will lose.
Before the two armies even came into contact, Zhang Liao had already made a judgment.
Three rounds was already his biggest overestimation of himself. Among the ten thousand troops, he only blocked one charge of this man.
But at this time, he absolutely cannot just lose like this.
In front of the two armies, the defeat of the general will definitely affect the morale of the soldiers. Even if they were to lose, at least one person would have to be killed before leaving.
Thinking of this, Zhang Liao's eyes fell on the unfamiliar young general in front of Qingzhou.
After three breaths, the army had already collided with each other. The young general rushed to the front. Although he was young, he had extraordinary martial arts skills. A long spear was powerful and heavy, and he rushed out facing the two Yanzhou cavalry who were rushing towards him.
"Puff!"
With two muffled sounds, the cavalry flew out from the horse, the armor on his chest was lifted off, while the young general rode his horse through it, with blood on his gun, and continued to charge towards the formation.
Although the charge was fierce, if you look closely, you will find that the young general's face turned pale after killing two cavalrymen.
Zhang Liao was considered a battle-tested general, so it was natural to see that this young general was new to the battle.
The move was heavy, but he couldn't hold back his strength, and the loud sound of the two armies clashing seemed to make him hesitate for a moment.
Uneasy, it doesn't take five rounds to defeat this person.
The horse of the general in white is just an ordinary horse, not as good as the horse under him. After beheading this young general, he still barely has time to retreat.
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"Pfft!" The spear once again pierced a cavalryman's stomach, picking him off his horse.
Viscous blood flowed down the body of the gun and soaked into Cao Ang's hand holding the body of the gun.
Feeling the stickiness in his hand, and the deafening sound of fighting in his ears, Cao Ang took a breath.
It really wasn't as simple as what Mr. Gu said, this was a war, and those who died and rushed were all living people.
Either he kills the others and survives, or he becomes one of those who fall to the ground.
"Hush!" Cao Ang's throat was dry, but he clenched the spear again with some determination.
If he couldn't hold on to these things, what did he say about fighting with his father, and what he said about protecting his brothers from the suffering of war.
"Stab!" Blood slipped from his palm.
The spear stabbed out again, mixed with a trace of determination.
But the long spear pierced to the end, but was blocked with a clank.
A short halberd blocked the path of the long spear, Cao Ang was stunned for a moment.
Then, a strong aura enveloped his body, making his breathing tight.
With almost no time for him to react, the short halberd fell along the long spear and fell in front of him.
"when!"
At the critical moment, Cao Ang retracted his gun in time to block the halberd, but the short halberd had no intention of stopping at all.
"Dang! Dang!"
Two more beeps, Cao Ang gritted his teeth and looked in front of him, his hands trembling because of the huge force of the collision, he could hardly hold the spear.
Without the sound of the fourth confrontation, it was already too late.
Cao Ang couldn't raise his gun, but the Yanzhou general who was holding a short halberd had already raised the short halberd over his head, and it fell towards Cao Ang's neck.
Seeing that the short halberd was about to fall, the blade of the halberd stagnated slightly in midair.
Zhang Liao felt a chill in his heart, and unconsciously looked sideways.
What caught his eyes was a green spear light, illuminating his eyes, and he could almost see his pupils tightened on the spear point.
"Z!"
There was a loud bang.
The blade of the halberd and the tip of the spear sparked before Cao Ang's eyes.
An unspeakable force came from the ordinary long spear. Zhang Liao firmly stabilized himself on the horse and let go of the force.
Even so, the war horse under him still let out a mournful cry and backed away again and again.
Zhang Liao also took advantage of the opportunity to withdraw to avoid the spear, and fixed his eyes. Behind the spear was the general in white.
Glancing at his right hand, the tiger's mouth had been split open, blood was dripping down the halberd blade, his wrist was red and swollen, as long as he tried again, he would definitely be unable to stop it.
This time, he still couldn't block a round.
There was chaos in the formation, one after another cavalrymen fell off their horses, and it was hard to tell whether they were from Qingzhou or Yanzhou. The only thing is that the blood dripping on the ground is red.
"Withdraw!!" A voice shouted.
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Liao was no longer prepared to continue fighting, and all he could do now was to retreat as best he could.
After yelling, he rode his horse and ran away.
The Yanzhou soldiers also retreated one after another. Although the two armies only staggered for a moment, the cavalry rushed into the formation, and just a moment was enough to kill and injure hundreds of people.
The two armies separated and left a lot of corpses, most of them were wearing Yanzhou armor.
Cao Ang looked in front of him stupidly, obviously he hadn't recovered from what happened just now.
"Being on the battlefield is not a place for you to be dazed."
A voice woke him up.
He looked up and saw the man in white and black armor turn his head back, the bamboo hat was raised slightly, just enough to see the face under the hat.
There was still some blood stained on the beautiful and heroic face, and a few strands of hair hung down the side of the face, shaking slightly.
It was the first time he saw Mr. Gu like this.
Looking at Cao Ang's appearance, Gu Nan could understand that it was his first time in battle, so he looked away from Cao Ang.
Looking around in a circle, he saw the blood red all over the ground.
After wiping the blood on his face, he still needed a burst of morale.
Thinking, she slowly raised the spear.
Turning around, facing the army, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.
"Victory!"
The cry resounded, causing the blood in the chest to surge.
Thousands of cavalry troops in front of the city gate froze for a moment and laughed out loud.
Le Ma raised his gun, and countless spears stood up, shouting in unison: "Victory!!"
In the city, the soldiers who were standing on the city wall with low morale stared blankly at the cavalry who raised their guns and shouted.
Really won, and with just one touch, the Yanzhou army broke up and fled. This Yanzhou army is nothing more than that.
"Hahaha." Standing on the wall, Cao Cao relieved the depression in his chest, clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Okay, it's a victory!"
After speaking, he waved his sleeves and raised his arms and shouted: "Our army has won a big victory!"
With a bang, the city was flooded by shouts from all directions.
Cao Ang was behind Gu Nan, looking at the person in front of him.
There was some blood on the armor, and he immediately marched forward.
He pointed his gun under the dome, wiped off the blood on his face, and shouted the bugle.
In his imagination, this is the general's most heroic appearance.
After staring blankly for a while, he grinned and slowly raised his spear.
Yes, he was going to be such a general.
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