Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty Chapter 8: Gao Ping (2)
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On March 11th, the two armies met, and the battle finally started.
Through the mountain high and the long road, I just met for the soldiers.
Gaoping, in the Warring States period long ago, it had a name called Changping.
Qin Jiang Baiqi and the four hundred thousand Zhao army soldiers are unforgettable.
The mountains and rivers of this place are inherently a battlefield. I'm afraid there has been more than one battle of Changping.
The weather is fine and the sun is shining brightly.
In the rugged wilderness, one hundred thousand Northern Han Khitan allied forces and tens of thousands of Zhou's troops spread out from north to south. The blackness is like a colony of ants, and like a huge wave.
After the confrontation, no one knows when the hands were started; it seemed that the front was fighting from the beginning.
At the place where the two armies fought, countless men and horses were in chaos, and the arrows flying in the sky seemed to be a torrential rain on a clear day.
Guo Shao looked around and saw a forest of long weapons and iron armor, the dust was rolling and the head and tail could not be seen.
In it, he has no idea how Zhou Jun deployed, and a ten general does not seem to need to know, he only knows that this side should be behind Zhou Jun's right wing.
But he knows very well that this battle is about the survival of the country, and it has a great impact! If you want to climb up, the battle of Gaoping is the best time; he was mentally prepared before the war to find an opportunity to stand out... But soon this desire| hope was diluted by a stronger sense of fear and desire to survive Up.
The sobbing vigorous horn and the dense black spots in the air opened the prelude to the North Han army's attack.
In the dust and fog and the sound of killing, the horses' hoof roared, as if there were ten ambushes, thousands of troops and horses were killed from all directions, and even the enemy soldiers could scare people.
The previous war has probably heated up, Guo Shao can't see it, and the war hasn't spread here yet.
Only the northeasterly wind was blowing indiscriminately on the face, and there was a whistling sound of flying sand and rocks. The sand hit the face and it hurt. The dust was blown by the wind, making people unable to open their eyes.
The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing. As soon as Guo Shao opened his eyes, it suddenly appeared that the cavalry of the Zhou army had already been defeated! A large group of horsemen on the flanks ran in the opposite direction, and the horses hooves "rumbling...", and the Zhou army cavalry flee in an organized manner.
Soon there was an earth-shattering shout, and then countless infantrymen turned their heads and rushed towards this side. The crowd dropped their helmets and armor and did not form a line. It was really embarrassing to the extreme.
"Mother|It!" Guo Shao blurted out when he saw it.
The countless Zhou army insurgents who were defeated in the front strangled into the small bottom army army formation and commanded the front row in chaos.
The Xiaodi Army belongs to the guards in front of the palace, and at any rate it can be considered an elite group. It will not be collapsed at all, but the chaotic rush of his own has already frustrated its forward.
Guo Shao remembers that the battle of Gaoping should be a victory in the next week, and can't remember the historical details; but looking at the current situation, how can it be a sign of defeat? "puff"! His left cheek suddenly felt hot, and when he turned his head, he saw a cluster of **** arrows piercing through the neck of an acquaintance, with ripped flesh on it, and blood splashed all over his face.
Guo Shao was there, and his throat couldn't help but wriggle|moved.
He looked up, and suddenly his scalp|numb, like someone stabbed a hornet's nest in the air, and like a group of locusts flying in and eating everything.
In an instant, "ding ding dong dong" followed a hailstorm, and people kept falling.
"Kill! Kill..." The endless shouts of horses' hoofs were like a tsunami, and countless heavy armored cavalry broke through the dust and swept in, and the chased soldiers in front of them jumped around and just rushed for their lives.
Guo Shao's small bottom army infantry forward was chaotic, and was quickly torn apart from the front by the heavy cavalry, and the infantry suddenly fell out of array.
The battle before him can’t bear to look straight...Guo Shao is fourteen to eighteen years old, practicing for more than six hours a day for four years, bowing, archery, aiming, and persistence; boring, hardship, wind and rain Unobstructed; at least one hundred times a day, a few movements, repeated one to two million times.
Is this just to go to the battlefield to be shot through with an arrow or hacked to death? At this time, I heard Huang Dutou's voice shouting: "Brothers, withdraw one after another!" Upon seeing this, Guo Shao waved his hand to greet his soldiers to retreat.
A large group of people was swarming southward, and suddenly they heard a loud shout, "Encourage Chengyu from the enemy, and use my generation! Retreat!" Xun Sheng looked up, and a general not far away flew forward. , The armored cavalry crowded around, and the defeated soldiers who were crowded forward were immediately killed several people in a row.
The army was terrified, and the defeat stopped.
Guo Shao heard the word "Chengyu", stretched his neck and looked back, and he saw that the Zhou Dynasty banner was within sight, and the emperor's honor guard was faintly visible among the thousands of troops! The depressed mood arose inexplicably.
The emperor is nearby. Will he see the performance of the soldiers? When it was, I heard someone shouting: "Han Army's first fierce general Zhang Yuanhui is here! Who will fight for the official!" All the troops looked in front of the battle, and saw a member of the North Han fierce general leading the heavy armored cavalry to rush forward. Army depth.
The dust raised by the cavalry spreads, like the violently burning fuse, about to detonate the entire battlefield! Guo Shao stretched his hand over his shoulder and touched the two-stone strong bow for shooting rabbits, a very familiar weapon, and he suddenly had an intuition: to make a contribution, just today! Years of suffering, countless expectations in dreams, if you miss this situation, you will regret it thousands of times! The fierce general who rushed from the left to the right, as if into the uninhabited state, should be the Northern Han General Zhang Yuanhui, and no one could stop him.
The well-armed guards on the left and right wings were all so fierce that they protected the generals in the middle.
They wore heavy armor, and their horses were all dressed in iron armor; arrows greeted them, but most of them were blocked by private soldiers, and they could not wear their armor.
Guo Shao stared at Zhang Yuanhui in the cavalry, took the arrow feathers, and lightly tied the bowstring.
The iron cavalry finally entered the range of the front side, the best angle.
The tendon was pulled away vigorously, and the bowstring was tight in the air.
At this moment, Guo Shao felt extremely long. He could clearly feel his breathing. The eyes, arrows, and target seemed to be integrated into a whole... Guo Shao felt that he had become Zhang Yuanhui , Is undulating rhythmically with the horse, and can feel the direction of the horse sprint.
At the most appropriate moment in his instinct, he suddenly realized that the wind had become a downwind at some point, everything was so perfect, so perfect that it moved! No hesitation, no reason, "bang"! Violent strings sounded in my ears.
The flying arrows, full of hopes and dreams, cut through the air in a high-profile manner and rushed forward.
Guo Shao seemed to hear a sneer, he couldn't really hear the sound in the dust, and felt that the arrow cluster had pierced the flesh of the man's neck.
Sure enough, the general fell straight down.
A lone cavalry deep into the army seemed to lose power immediately, the charge stopped, and some knights panic dismounted to save others.
The fiercely burning battlefield fuse seemed to have been extinguished by a scoop of water.
Guo Shao stared excitedly and shouted: "Kill Zhang Yuanhui, Guo Shao, the little army!" There were no soldiers around to cheer him. At this time, Guo Shao suddenly realized that his side had been washed away by heavy cavalry. Not aware.
The soldiers of this capital have been divided into scattered pieces by the impact, waiting for the cavalry to be condescending to slaughter! All kinds of screams and screams around you, whether you want to yell or beg for mercy, will be submerged in it and have no effect; people are like tides and dust, whether you are shaking with fright or pretending to be awe-inspiring, it does not matter.
When I looked up, I saw the heads of people crowded, countless swords fluttered sharply in the crowd, the whole wilderness was like a big pot of boiling water, people like fish and shrimps struggling desperately in the boiling water.
The dust above seems to be covered with a layer of blood mist, making the sun in the east look fuzzy like a ball of delicate blood hanging on it.
The ground is shaking! Guo Shao only felt his head|up "buzzing".
"Fuck!" With a burst of initiation, he was shocked.
The person who burst out was Yang Biao not far away. Yang Biao and Guo Shao had conflicts, but at this time he could still see familiar people. Guo Shao felt relieved that he was his own! I saw Yang Biao Cao| picking up the long-handled iron sword and stiffly picking the side split of the cavalry saber, the heavy steel slammed into sparks... I didn't expect that this fellow was so fierce that he would stiffly pick the heavy cavalry with the body of a single soldier.
"Let's go!" Yang Biao shouted again, swiping the weapon quickly from left to right, and then pierced the waist of the cavalry on the right. The special muffled sound of the iron blade piercing the meat made people shiver. shrink.
At this moment, Guo Shao suddenly drew his bow quickly, and pointed his arrow at Yang Biao, "Bang!" The bowstring sounded without hesitation.
In an instant, Yang Biao's face was as gray as death... Arrows don't have long eyes in the battle.
He said it himself.
When he threatened to stabbing a knife in the back, he became a threat to others.
There is no one in the world who is afraid of anyone, killing a thousand enemies and sacrificing 800, everything comes at a price! "Swish!" Li Jian flew towards Yang Biao's face at a distance of a few steps with strong wind.
The arrow ran past his helmet almost! Yang Biao's pale face was stunned for a moment. Then he turned his head and saw an enemy soldier standing there with his long knife held high in his hands and an arrow in the middle of his forehead.
Then fell softly like a lifeless sack.
Yang Biao turned his head and glanced at Guo Shao with complicated eyes.
The sword shadows around him had no chance to say anything, Guo Shao nodded slightly when he looked at him, everything said nothing.
He hurriedly moved closer to Guo Shao, "Guo Shijiang, I..." It seemed that he was about to say something, but at this time he leaped forward lifelessly.
In a hurry, Guo Shao avoided backwards, while instinctively picked up the bow in his hand to block it, and the bow was split into two parts with a click.
Guo Shao didn't hesitate to throw away the broken bow while pulling out his saber smoothly.
The enemy soldier was about to cut the second knife, but was immediately shot down by Yang Biao's long iron knife.
"Hey!" The heavy armored knight fell to the ground and couldn't get up. Guo Shao jumped up and stepped on his abdomen. He lifted the barrier knife with both hands and slammed down the armor of the enemy soldier's chest... The enemy soldier opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened with despair in his eyes.
Guo Yang and Yang immediately confronted each other in a serious battle. There was no discussion or hesitation, and they all agreed.
The back on the battlefield can only be given to a trusted brother.