A flock of black crows flew from the south to the north.
In March, spring has not yet arrived in the north, but there is already some warmth in the spring breeze.
On the ground, a grass bud was spreading its branches and leaves to welcome the rising sun. The next moment, a horse's hoof stepped on it, and the grass bud suddenly turned into a ball of green mud and stuck to the horse's hoof.
On horseback, Ran Min looked at the two armies on the opposite side, his expression becoming more solemn than ever before.
Knowing that there was a conspiracy on the other side, he still resolutely mobilized all the troops in the camp and came out to fight against Yao Xiang and Shi Kun.
At this moment, he couldn't help but recall the words of the cavalry general Hu Mu: The bandit army is not a trivial matter this time, and they are all determined to die...
The enemy on the opposite side is no longer the enemy he defeated easily last year.
It took a year to lick the wounds, eliminate the old and the weak, and now they are becoming more elite.
The dark armor was stained with blood and rust, and the lifeless air contained a heart-stopping murderous intent.
To this day, the Hu people are also cornered by Ran Min and grow up in the massacres one after another.
Since the promulgation of the order to kill the Hu, there has been no day without fighting and no month without killing in Hebei. Rivers of blood flowed from the killing of the once-high-ranking "nationals". The population of the Jie tribe dropped sharply, and other Hus in the Western Regions also suffered heavy losses.
In the face of the crazy Chinese people, there are millions of Di, Qiang, Hu and Man, each returning to his homeland. The roads are intertwined, killing and plundering each other, and dying of famine and epidemics. There are twenty-three out of ten who can reach it (Book of Jin, Volume 100) 7. Record seventh).
The hatred between both sides is as deep as the sea.
Although Ran Min made his son Ran Yin the Great Chanyu, it did not weaken the hatred between the two parties at all.
Ran Min raised the two-edged spear in his right hand and pointed it at the sky, "Kill Hu!"
Hatred turned into flames and soon ignited in Wei Jun's eyes.
"Kill Hu!" the soldiers responded to him hysterically.
The roar shook the heaven and the earth, and was connected with the sound of the trumpet, and then the earth also trembled.
Countless young Wei soldiers lined up forward with their spears raised, and two cavalrymen swooped down from the sky toward the enemy's flanks like wings spread out.
"Kill Hu!" the soldiers shouted while facing the enemy without fear.
Faced with this crazy momentum, the enemy troops retreated steadily.
The cavalry quickly tore apart the opponent's infantry formation, like two spears piercing the enemy's chest, and a blood-red carpet suddenly spread out on the green grassy ground.
Wei Jun showed an indomitable fighting spirit from the beginning.
There is a huge difference between this army in the hands of Hu Mu and Sun Wei and that in the hands of Ran Min.
Yao Xiang and Shi Kun's armies fell one after another, but they always persisted.
"The traitor Ran Min is at the end of his rope! If you stop him, you will win this battle!" Yao Xiang rode his horse to encourage the Qiang soldiers in the gap between the formations. When he saw a Wei general breaking through the formation, he raised his hand and shot an arrow, hitting the Wei general between his eyebrows. .
The Qiang people cheered like a tsunami, "This battle will be won!"
In an instant, morale was boosted, the spears in the array were denser, and the array was tighter.
The Wei cavalry who rushed in were strangled one by one.
"You are ten times as good as Ran Min!" The parting words of his father Yao Yizhong lingered in Yao Xiang's mind.
And this sentence also gave him great encouragement, allowing him to regain confidence from the defeat of Fangtou.
Before the expedition, Yao Yizhong ordered Yao Xiang to take Ran Min's head and return it in front of the entire army.
"Ran thief will be defeated today!" Yao Xiang raised his long spear and shouted, the blood burning in his chest.
"The thief will be defeated!"
The battlefield was filled with crazy shouts, wave after wave, almost covering up the sound of fighting.
Ran Min, who was fighting, heard the cry and was furious. He raised a spear and stabbed a Jie soldier to death. He looked towards the north of Yao Xiang's army formation and said, "Today, we must kill this thief first!"
The Zhulong horse man stood up, looked up to the sky and hissed.
Then he rushed towards the place where Yao Xiang Yahuan was located like an arrow, with the cavalry following closely behind him like a wave.
The spears were densely packed like hedgehog thorns, layer after layer. Ran Min killed more than ten Qiang soldiers in a row, but was still unable to break the formation.
However, the infantry led by Wang Tai from the southeast drove straight in, opened up the situation, and entered Shi Kun's formation. The Jiehu army suffered heavy casualties and gradually became exhausted.
This battle lasted from noon to Shenshi.
Yao Xiang and Shi Kun tried their best, but these two teams alone were obviously no match for Ran Min.
Yao Xiang's Qiang army barely resisted Ran Min's attack, but suffered heavy casualties.
The crazy battlefield made everyone forget fatigue, pain, and death. They only saw the enemy in front of them.
The advantage on the battlefield gradually shifted to the Wei army.
In just half an hour, both Yao Xiang and Shi Kun would collapse under Ran Min's double-edged spear.
Call——
Zhu Longma neighed excitedly, as if cheering for the upcoming victory.
Just when Shi Kun's formation was about to collapse, smoke and dust suddenly rose in the east, and the ground shook.
"The thief will be defeated!"
A cavalryman burst out of the smoke, like a dragon, and pounced on Wang Tai's rear formation.
There was no hesitation or hesitation, just like a poisonous snake that had been lurking for three days and three nights, suddenly raised its fangs and bit the prey it had been waiting for for a long time.
Even the Jie soldiers who stood in front of them were picked and killed.
Wang Tai's infantry was in a fierce battle with Shi Kun and couldn't react at all...
Behind the cavalry, rows of armored soldiers walked out of the smoke and slapped their shields with their swords, making a huge noise, like a giant beast roaring.
The huge "Yan" tooth scroll stands under the spring sun.
The Yan army's attack was extremely ferocious, attacking directly at the Wei army's weak point.
The cunning hunter appeared at the most opportune time, but the Wei army had been fighting for more than two hours and was already exhausted. The fighting spirit fueled by hatred had been exhausted.
Looking at the endless and fierce Yan army, the Wei army began to panic.
"Yue Wan!" Ran Min, who was covered in blood in the battle formation, roared angrily.
No matter how many people are killed, it cannot turn the tide of the war.
Ran Min turned the horse's head and said, "All armies obey the order, ignore Yao Xiang and Shi Kun's armies, and follow me to attack Yue Wan!"
The soldiers summoned up their remaining fighting spirit and strength, preparing to follow their emperor to create miracles again.
However, the miracle did not come, but bad luck came first.
In the direction of the Wei army's camp, flames shot into the sky and black smoke billowed.
The turbulent wind carried the smell of corn burned by the fire.
A group of infantry and cavalry came out of Xiangguo City and galloped southwest of the Wei army.
No matter how many enemies there are, the Wei army may not be afraid, but the capture of the camp means that they have no chance.
At this moment, the Wei army was deeply ambushed by the Hu people on all sides.
The fear that had previously been covered up by hatred suddenly broke out, and the Wei army began to become confused.
On a battlefield of 200,000 to 300,000 people, Ran Min was able to gather only a handful of soldiers.
After the Yan army's infantry and cavalry entered the battlefield aggressively, the Wei army was divided into more than 20 large and small pieces, and was strangled inch by inch by the Zhuhu coalition forces...
Ran Min led a group of thousands of elite cavalry to charge left and right. Hundreds of barbarians fell under his spear. However, no matter how many people were killed, they could not reverse the defeat.
The setting sun, like blood, shines on the corpse.
The earth has been covered with corpses of Wei soldiers...
(End of chapter)
