The sky gradually sank to the west, and the clouds turned red.
To the north of Chang'an, sand and rocks were blowing in gusts of wind. Collapsed rocks spread and fell from the broken stone body into the Jing River. The splashing water with sticky blood rushed to the shore, and the entire river surface was dyed red. Corpses floated down the river, and from time to time, golden human figures rose up and disappeared in the sunset glow.
As the sun sets, the fighting by the river is still going on. In the middle of the fierce fighting, a fiery figure collides with a ball of black air. The painted halberd smashes the iron whip and swings in a semicircle. The mixed Yin energy slashes the opposite warhorse. Amidst the shrill neighing, the horse's head explodes with a cracking sound, and the horse falls forward on its hooves. Above him, Yuchi Gong, who is surrounded by black air, shines with divine light and falls to the ground. The next second, a terracotta warrior behind him hits his back with a spear. He stumbles forward two steps, and smashes the opponent's head with a whip in his backhand. He turns his head and roars, "Come on—"
The one who responded to him was Lu Bu who was riding a horse. The terrifying green fire in his eyes was reflected in the splashing dust, and he slashed down with a fierce sound of breaking wind.
The Black Evil Star pressed his feet to the ground, without dodging or evading, and with a divine light, he fought hard against the opponent's halberd. He took the blow hard, his lips suddenly opened, and a cloud of black smoke spurted out. Lu Bu pulled the reins, turned the horse's head to one side, pulled the cloak sideways, and it spread out with a "whoosh", raising a cold wind that blew away some of the black smoke. He let his horse spread its hooves and ran in a circle around the opponent, swinging, stabbing, picking, and slashing the halberd in his hand quickly and repeatedly. At a certain moment, the crescent-shaped branch accurately hooked the opponent's iron whip, twisted his wrist, and held it tightly, "Fighting with someone on horseback..." He suddenly shouted, with a negative energy all over his body. He suddenly raised his arms outward, tangling the opponent's weapon and slamming it out of his hand, hitting a soldier on the back, knocking the man out directly. The swung halberd took advantage of the situation and slashed down again, and fierce words followed!
"—Go back and practice!"
In an instant, the tip of the halberd was in his eyes. The figure with empty hands raised up the divine light and clenched his fists and swung it out suddenly, hitting it with a bang. The figure slid backwards, and the other hand grabbed the iron whip in the air, and the fallen iron whip flew back into his hand. He instinctively blocked it over his head and blocked the Fang Tian Huaji that was following closely. The armor on his body was shaken, the armor leaves were tumbling, and the divine light was shaking.
In the rosy glow and the chaos of fighting, on the back of a red warhorse, a general with a beast-like face and linked armor, holding a halberd in one hand and chopping at a figure who was raising a whip to block, looked like a painting in the corner of the battlefield.
It was as if time had stood still and suddenly began to flow.
The painted halberd that was pressing down on the iron whip was raised from Lu Bu's hand and suddenly raised. The Red Hare sitting on it roared and neighed, and the man stood up and fell down with the raised painted halberd. The tip of the halberd reflected the red color, and he chopped forward with the most violent force. The sound of breaking wind instantly turned into a roar.
The ground was covered with dust, and then the painted halberd slashed at the iron whip, with a loud thunder, and the whole person of Black Evil Star flew backwards, falling flat on the ground for several feet. The golden light around his body and a figure left his body, and still with the remaining strength, he crashed into the chaotic front line behind.
All around, countless figures were entangled in fighting. This was just a corner of the battlefield. Close to the river bank, soldiers covered in blood were staggering as they held knives in their hands. Just two feet away, generals were fighting each other, killing each other in the midst of flying sand and rocks.
Flames shot up into the sky, and were then extinguished by a large gun mixed with water vapor. The Winged Fire Snake, with its hair disheveled, rode its horse wildly forward, rubbing the small gourd with fire patterns printed on it in its hand backwards, and shooting out streams of flames to spray behind it.
boom!
Amid the spreading waves of fire, water vapor was rising, and a black shadow broke through the flames, revealing the Wujiang River water god with disheveled hair and a burly and mighty figure. Xiang Yu casually knocked away the soldiers who rushed over to him from the side, and stared at the stars in the sky that were running desperately in front of him and looking back from time to time, as if he had returned to the battlefield he once knew, and pushed the spear in his hand straight towards Liang Shidu, the Winged Fire Snake.
"Damn it... After all these years, the generals in this world are so terrifying?"
The Winged Fire Snake cursed in his heart. In the battle of the Shang and Zhou dynasties to confer the gods, generals fought against generals, magic weapons fought against magic weapons. It was not like this at all. After thousands of years, how could the fighting in the human world be so different? While running wildly, his eyes were also looking to the rear of the chaotic army formation.
"... Why haven't the Four Heavenly Kings brought anyone here yet? It's impossible that they can't see what's going on here..."
As far as the eye can see, through the red glow, far to the north, rows of soldiers are ready for battle, standing in formation on the field, with cavalry coming and going frequently, but the leading immortal generals are not in their respective formations, but gathered in a circle, squatting on the ground, quietly listening to the four "kings" in the middle who are also squatting on the ground, explaining the art of war to them.
"Today's wars are no longer the same as they were in the past. The most important thing is to adapt to the situation and respond flexibly. You can't just rush in without thinking. You have to let the soldiers know why they are fighting and why they are killing..."
"... You see, the frequent movements of the cavalry indicate that it is still normal. If it gets stuck, I'm afraid the cavalry won't be able to get through. What does that mean? It means that the Black Star and Winged Fire Snake are commanding properly..."
The generals possessed by the immortal soldiers' souls stretched their necks, glanced at the shouting cavalry passing by, nodded in agreement, and continued to listen.
Wang Feng coughed twice and pushed Ma Liu next to him with his elbow imperceptibly. Ma Liu searched for some unofficial history books he had read before, raised his chin with a serious face, and spoke slowly.
"The four of us brothers have followed Li Tianwang for many years and have a deep understanding of the essentials of leading troops. Li Tianwang was the general commander in his time and is very experienced. He often said that the more dangerous and chaotic the situation is, the more we must not lose our composure. The first thing to do is to stay calm..."
Having said that, he turned his head and glanced at Zhang Ti next to him, giving him a look.
Cough cough!
Zhang Ti coughed twice, then continued the conversation, raised his hand and gestured in a circle: "… Marching and fighting is no joke. If we rush to reinforce in such a hurry, what if we encounter an ambush on the way? What do you say?"
"Of course we need to remain calm and not lose our composure and give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage." Someone quickly responded using Ma Liu's words just now.
Zhang Ti nodded approvingly.
"That's right. Our rear is extremely important. If we rush to reinforce, the rear will be empty and attacked. We will be trapped from the front and back and will definitely lose. Do you understand now?"
The immortal soldiers nodded thoughtfully. One of them raised his hand and asked humbly, "Four Heavenly Kings, if there is an enemy attacking from behind, what should we do?"
"this… "
Zhang Ti squatted on the ground, leaned back, and pressed his back against Zhao Tang, the youngest among them, and said in a voice that only he could hear, "It's your turn."
“How should I know…” Zhao Tang didn’t dare show any expression on his face. He was very panicked. He stammered and slowly stood up. He glanced at the eager and sincere eyes around him, took a deep breath, raised his chin, and looked further away. His body suddenly trembled, and his voice stuttered.
"... I think if we are attacked from behind, it would be better to just surrender..."
Wang Fengma Liu and Zhang Ti: “???”
The immortal soldiers who were crouching around suddenly raised their heads and saw Zhao Tang standing there blankly, his body shaking as if he had the hiccups. They looked in the direction of his gaze and saw that in the field behind and in the woods on both sides, rows of stone figurines had appeared, pointing crossbows at this side.
In the middle, an old veteran was holding a large bow with an arrow that was surrounded by evil energy.
"See, am I wrong?"
Zhao Tang spread his hands towards them helplessly and forced a bitter smile on his face.