The five men slowly moved towards Li Cunxiao, who was the leader of the eighteen warriors. Li Cunxiao sat on an exceptionally tall warhorse and took the weapons from the big men one by one. He first took the long spears from the shoulders of two strong men and inserted them behind his back. He then took the bow and put it on his back. Finally, he picked up the strange weapon as if it were nothing, swung it and shouted, "Charge."
Following his voice, the eighteen brave generals rushed towards the south bank of the Weishui River like tigers out of a cage, with the speed of thunder. Their fierce appearance was like ferocious ghost generals rushing out of hell. The momentum created by the eighteen people was no less than that of an army of ten thousand people.
Yang Fuguang, who was standing on the high platform, was instantly shocked by this scene and asked in surprise, "What kind of weapon requires five big men to move it? How heavy must it be?"
Li Keyong didn't even look at him, and said proudly: "My son Cunxiao is born with supernatural strength. The Bi Yan Lao in his hand weighs 240 catties, the long spear he usually uses weighs 180 catties, and even the bow he usually uses weighs more than 90 catties."
"Because he was afraid that ordinary mounts wouldn't be able to carry enough weight, the black dragon colt under his crotch was also fed with a special method. The animal normally doesn't eat grass, but dozens of kilograms of fresh meat in one meal. Its load capacity is three times that of an ordinary horse. This is why Cunxiao can control the horse, wield his weapons at will, leap across the battlefield, and come and go freely."
When Yang Fuguang heard this, his mouth opened wide enough to fit a whole fist in. With all his knowledge, he had never heard of anyone being able to use such a heavy weapon.
In ancient times, there was a king who lifted a tripod, but King Xiang Yu did not use the tripod as a weapon. You have to know that when a brave general goes to the battlefield to fight, the weapon in his hand is constantly swinging. After a battle, he would have to swing the weapon continuously for at least several hours. It was really hard for him to imagine that someone could swing a 240-jin weapon for several hours in a row. This was simply horrifying, not to mention that he was also carrying a 180-jin long spear and a 90-jin bow.
Until this moment, he believed that Li Keyong's comparison of Li Cunxiao and Zhu Li was not self-praise, but that they were indeed capable. (In the Tang Dynasty, 1 jin was equivalent to 1.25 jin today)
Eighteen fierce generals, with the momentum of a flood breaking through a dam, rushed towards the grass army led by Meng Kai.
Li Cunxiao, who had just been ignored by Yang Fuguang, took the lead and leaped like a tiger. He suddenly turned into the god of death before the end of the world, sweeping across the world, holding a 240-jin Bi Yan Lao in his hand, wielding it as easily and freely as a lamp wick.
When the enemy and we were engaged, countless Grass Army guards were swept away by Li Cunxiao's Bi Yan Lao, just like dust and dead leaves swept by an old monk. With one sweep, a large number of dead leaves and dust were raised and flew backwards.
Countless Grass Army guards flew up. At this moment, if Li Cunxiao was regarded as a stone, then this stone had already been thrown fiercely into the calm lake, and the Grass Army guards flying all over the sky were the splashing water.
The officers and soldiers of Xuzhou had been attacking for most of the day, but the Cao army's formation had not been shaken at all. However, under the sweep of Li Cunxiao and other 18 brave generals, a large area of space was cleared in just a moment, and a smooth path running through the Cao army's formation was about to be opened up.
Faced with the sudden appearance of the 18 brave generals, their invincible and brave momentum swept across everything, and countless Xuzhou guards were so frightened that their eyes popped out.
Some people even forgot to continue charging, and were thus taken advantage of by a few Cao Army guards.
The scene was so shocking, just like a few beetles suddenly rushed out from a group of tangled ants and cleared a path like a bulldozer.
The Cao army on the opposite side were even more shocked and looked grim. In their minds, these 18 Yue cavalry generals of the coalition forces were not brave or fierce enough to be described; they were simply gods descended to the earth. Especially Li Cunxiao who was rushing in the front; it was not even appropriate to describe him as a god; he was a devil, a demon king, a world-destroying demon god who destroyed everything.
"Does the heaven really want to destroy our Majesty King Huang? How come gods and demons suddenly come to the world to help the enemy?" A Cao army guard murmured to himself.
"Look, isn't that our captain? How come he flew into the sky just by being touched?" someone exclaimed.
"Ghost, where did this devil come from? He is not a human, he is a devil."
... ... .
Amidst the countless wailing, shocking, and trembling shouts, there were all sorts of bizarre speculations, suspicions, and unrealistic and false words. If it were to be summed up in one sentence, it would be that in the eyes of all the Grass Army guards, these eighteen warriors who had rushed out so brazenly were definitely not human beings.
Especially Li Cunxiao, almost more than half of the Cao Army guards thought he was a devil and a demon king. They saw several officers who were usually known for their bravery and invincibility in the Cao Army, but as long as they met Li Cunxiao, they would die if they touched him, or fly away if they touched him. There was absolutely no third outcome.
Meng Kai was also frightened by Li Cunxiao's ferocity. It was not until Li Cunxiao tore the Cao army's formation nearly halfway like a sharp blade that he came to his senses with a pale face, wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, and suddenly screamed hysterically: "Quick, quick, everyone, no, all the brave generals above the rank of captain, all come at me, stop that devil for me."
"Archers, get ready. Quick, shoot at that guy with a bow and a crescent moon. Don't stop."
Following Meng Kai's roar like a raging woman, many Cao army guards came to their senses, immediately concentrated their firepower and began to attack Li Cunxiao desperately.
Facing such concentrated fire, Li Cunxiao remained fearless and invincible, sweeping across a large area. With the assistance of other brave generals and fierce commanders, he was about to make a breakthrough in the Cao army's formation.
As for the officers and guards of Xuzhou who had come to their senses, they knew at this time that their side had received help from the divine soldiers and generals. They were instantly so excited that their faces turned red and they rushed forward shouting and screaming, as if they were thinking that they could kill any god that stood in their way and any Buddha that stood in their way.
"Gods, come and support us. How dare we be afraid of death? Charge and kill all the grass soldiers."
"Kill! The God King is opening the way. How dare you not die?"
"Charge! Following the divine general, how can we not win?"
... ... .
As the saying goes, a general is the courage and spirit of the soldiers. The eighteen brave generals were as powerful as gods and ghosts, which completely boosted the morale of the Xuzhou army. If they were brave enough to die before the appearance of the eighteen brave generals, now they are willing to die. Although there is only a difference of one word, it is of great significance, and the effect it has is equally unimaginable.
In less than half an hour, the eighteen warriors were
He fought back and forth several times in the Cao army's formation with great courage and bravery. Even the Cao army general Meng Kai met him head-on, but was instantly wounded by Li Cunxiao and two of their men in less than a round. If it were not for the guards and generals under Meng Kai's command, who risked their lives to save him, he would have been almost killed on the spot.
Even General Meng Kai, who was usually extremely powerful, was unable to withstand such a powerful force. Countless grass soldiers immediately lost their hearts and their morale collapsed. The army also collapsed. Li Cunxiao led the remaining 17 fierce cavalrymen and the Xuzhou guards in a frantic pursuit.
Yang Fuguang and Li Keyong, who were standing on the high platform, were overjoyed when they saw this scene. Without hesitation, they hurried down the platform and immediately commanded their soldiers to charge towards the south bank of the Weishui River.
When Zhu Li got the news, Yang and Li had already broken through the Cao army and followed the fleeing Meng Kai, rushing to Chang'an.
"Governor, Yang Fuguang and Li Keyong have already crossed the Weishui River and are attacking Chang'an. Isn't it time for us to send troops as well?" Shi Yan looked at Zhu Li with an anxious look on his face, rubbing his hands.
Zhu Li heard this and sneered, saying, "They are all the same kind of people. It seems that the first achievement of retaking Chang'an is indeed a sweet bun, and everyone wants to take a bite."
"Shi Yan, listen to my orders." After saying this, Zhu Li immediately took action.
"I am here."
"Shi Yan, you lead 8,000 guards across the Weishui River to rescue Dong Jin at the west bridge of the Weishui River. Remember, once the Cao army is defeated, the first priority is to gather the defeated soldiers. Don't rush to Chang'an." Zhu Li looked at Shi Yan and instructed seriously.
"Yes." Shi Yan had always respected Zhu Li, so he immediately responded without asking why.
"Meng Juehai."
"I am here."
"You lead three thousand Yue cavalry, cross the Weishui River from Zhongqiao, and rush to support Feng Shou at Dongqiao. Once the Cao army is defeated, do not rush to Chang'an. The priority is to gather the defeated soldiers." Zhu Li instructed again.
"promise"
The Shuozhou army set out, with Shi Yan and Meng Juehai leading the troops respectively. Zhu Li did not delay either, and immediately ordered the remaining soldiers to break camp and march forward. The entire Shuozhou army set out and headed straight for the south bank of the Weishui River.
At this time, the south bank of the Weishui River was filled with terrified Cao army fleeing soldiers. Fortunately, Li Keyong, Yang Fuguang and others who had defeated the Cao army did not care about them. Although these Cao soldiers were now running around like headless flies, their lives were not in danger for the time being.
This made Zhu Li overjoyed. He did not rush to chase after Yang and Li. After the army crossed the Wei Bridge, he began to slowly gather the defeated soldiers of the draft army.
In less than two hours, news came that with the help of Shi Yan and Meng Juehai, Dong Jin and Feng Shou quickly defeated their respective opponents, defeated the Cao army, and led their troops to attack Chang'an directly. I'm afraid that no matter whether it is Dongwei Bridge or Xiwei Bridge, there should be only Shi Yan and Meng Juehai left now, Zhu Li thought silently, and continued to slowly gather the defeated Cao army soldiers.
Zhu Li sneered at the warlords who looked like they were fighting for their father in the face of the recovery of Chang'an. The warlords were divided and the people were suffering. Under such a background, these generals, governors and others from all sides only had military merit and official positions in their eyes. They were really short-sighted and threw away the watermelon to pick up sesame seeds.
There is an old saying that it is better to save people than to lose land. What Zhu Li needs to do now is to never be greedy for military merit. He just needs to try his best to gather the defeated soldiers of the Cao army. As long as he has soldiers in his hands, temporary fame and fortune are not worth mentioning.