《The Three Kingdoms》fierce battle
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Ping Clan, Qin Jie's camp. The military order that had just been issued was temporarily cancelled, and Qin Jie once again gathered the generals to deliberate. The wavering candlelight reflected Qin Jie's blue and white face, and two small fires were burning in his godless eyes. After listening to Zou Yu Niang's account, all the generals had a palpitating expression on their faces, only Zou Jing's thick brows were lightly knitted and he was deep in thought. Qin Jie's gaze finally fell on Zou Jing's face and asked, "Ziyu, what do you think?" Zou Jing's face looked ashamed and sighed, "Ma Yue is as deceitful as a fox, he set up such a poisonous plan, I was foolish and almost put your honor to death, I deserve to die." Qin Jie waved his hand and said, "You are not to blame for this matter, it is really Ma Yue who is too sinister." Zou Jing said, "Your Excellency, fortunately, Yu Niang reported the news in time and helped us to detect Ma Yue's treacherous plan. Qin Jie nodded slightly and waved his hand to indicate that Huang Zhong and other generals to leave first, leaving Zou Jing alone. Zou Jing found Qin Jie looked different, his heart could not help but swept a cloud of darkness. When Huang Zhong and others all left, Qin Jie began to sigh, said: "Ziyu, have you noticed any difference in your sister?" Zou Jing shook his head and said, "I have not noticed anything." Qin Jie frowned and said, "Your sister's steps are hobbled, the flowers look sad and look very different from the past, this official guessed that very may have been by the bandits **, so your sister's words can not be disbelieved and not all believe, Ziyu, is there a fraud?" Zou Jing heard the words of a sudden color change, Qin Jie is suggesting that Zou Yu Niang may collaborate with the enemy! Qin Jie expression embarrassed, in fact, he just said that he regretted, see Zou Jing reaction so fierce, only to explain sarcastically: "I have no other intention, only fear that your sister was used by thieves, Zi Yu do not think too much. The official's illness is getting worse, deeply unable to help, Fuyang warfare will be left to Ziyu." Zou Jing bowed his hand and said solemnly, "I will not fail to meet the trust of the Lord." ...... Suixian, located in the southernmost part of Nanyang, close to Jiangxia. Nanyang yellow turban bandits when the momentum is huge, Suixian County is the bandit trail pile. Sui County magistrate Kuai Liang as a clean official, no offense with the people, so did not labor to repair the city walls, strengthen the military equipment. When the emperor's edict came to Suixian, Kuai Liang ordered to recruit the strongest men in the county and got 500 strong men, who were diligent in training during the leisure time of farming and became an army. The stragglers arrived, Suixian no danger to defend, Kuai Liang is not afraid, point up the troops out of the city to meet the enemy. Looking at a team of official army neatly opened from the city, Ma Yue face sunk like water. Although Suixian has no walls and no moat to rely on, but the performance of the official army defending the city is beyond Ma Yue's expectations, it seems that the official army of Suixian is much tougher than the official army of Fuyang. In terms of strength, the official army of Suixian County is more than 500 people, and 600 people of the bandits, the difference between the two sides is not much, it seems that to capture Suixian County today, there will be a vicious battle, 800 bandits will also pay a lot of casualties! In the past, Ma Yue would not hesitate to save his strength and continue to move in with the bandits, not giving the government troops a chance to fight head-on, but today, Ma Yue decided to have a head-on battle with the government troops in Suixian! If the eight hundred stragglers want to surpass the official army and transform into an elite division, they are bound to experience one or two fierce and cruel battles, and Ma Yue cannot just take them around. Ma Yue needs a tiger and wolf division, if there is not a tiger and wolf division to do rely on, even if Ma Yue calculate the omnipotent, anticipate things like God, it can only be a paper army. Just roaming around is unable to tame this group of stragglers into a division of tigers and wolves. This is like an adult baptism, is always to experience. However, although the fierce battle can not be avoided, the opponent of the battle can be chosen, no doubt, with the county official army is the most suitable opponent. Now, the face of the enemy is not strong, the eight hundred bandits can still cope with ease, but once the Great Han Empire has breathed a sigh of relief, once the Yellow Turban in Jizhou is swept away, when the elite official army is deployed to iron wall siege, to clean up, the eight hundred bandits can still be as comfortable as now? In the face of the Xilang iron cavalry crushing everything, the miracle of survival from death on the White Dragon Beach can still be repeated? Of course not! If a miracle happens a second time, it can no longer be called a miracle. There is no time to lose, every second counts! A cold awning emerged from Ma Yue's eyes, Ma Yue spurred his horse to the front of the bandits' line, abruptly raised his right arm, and the tumultuous murmur of the army line instantly calmed down, surrounded by a slaughter, only the heavy breathing of the bandits and the long and distant sound of the official army's trumpet could be clearly heard. "Brothers, the battle of Jing Mountain, nearly 10,000 government troops surrounded by water, even a rat can not escape, but in the end we still escaped? We are still alive and well! We eat meat, drink wine, play with women, the government army can do nothing to me! "Ow~~" The bandits responded with a roar, their energy soaring. "In the battle of Laohegou, Huang Zhong, the primus of Nanyang, was an enemy of ten thousand men, but he was still routed by us and fled. "Ow~~" The bandits waved their steel swords, howling in response, and the momentum grew higher and higher. "In the battle of Moma Slope, those cowardly government troops are like sheep crouching at our feet, begging for our forgiveness, the so-called government troops, they are just dogs." "Ouch~~" The bandits were furious, their eyes showed burning killing intent and they were eager to fight. Ma Yue pointed his steel sword in front and shouted sternly, "What is the difference between the official army in front and them? Brothers, grip the steel sword in your hands, straighten the egg under your crotch, cut off the army and take the command, break the enemy and massacre the city, when today, kill ~~" "Kill!" Ma Yue howled, turned his horse's head, raised his steel sword, and galloped towards the cold army formation of Suixian. "Kill!" Pei Yuan Shao tiger whistle, angry eyes want to crack, boiling hot blood stirred the heart and chest, followed closely behind Ma Yue, bravely forward. "Kill ~~~~" In the roar like a mountain overturning the sea, six hundred stragglers desperately forward, such as a torrent of broken dikes swept towards the official army of Suixian, the piece of cold steel swords, reflecting the cold of the barren wilderness. ...... In front of the official army, Kuai conscience jumped like a drum. Behind 500 strong men although well-trained, but never experienced the battlefield, bloodshed, the bandits so fierce, not only out of Kuai Liang expected, more than 500 official army heart and guts cold. This is really the Yellow Turban bandits? Only heard that the yellow turban bandits gathered 10,000 people, but most of them are a rabble, only a few hundred elite soldiers can be broken. But this tiger like wolves rushing to kill the bandits, is really the legendary Yellow Turban bandits? The tumult, like a plague in the military formation spread, all look around in fear, are afraid that others will sneak away, leaving him alone in the battlefield to die, someone backward a small step, will immediately trigger an avalanche effect, more soldiers followed backward retreat, if this retreating tide can not be stopped in time, will eventually become a rout, and then the rout will become a rout, and finally the rout will become a massacre ...... In the critical situation, Kuai Liang clanked his sword and shouted sternly: "Calm down, this is just a group of rabble, what is there to fear? All troops return to their own formation, fight to the death against the enemy, those who disobey the order - beheaded!" Kuai Liang's decisive decision saved the official army, retreat and commotion finally subsided, the tiger-like bandits have come over like a tidal wave, only a hundred paces away from the official army formation. Kuai Liang took a deep breath of cold air and sternly shouted, "Archers prepare~~" More than a hundred of official archers unloaded their longbows from their backs, and then haphazardly drew arrows from the arrow pots and put them on the strings ...... "Shields up ~~ speed up the pace, kill!" In front of the stragglers, Ma Yue's eyes swept a cold flame, harsh roar over the sound of rolling footsteps clearly sent into the ears of every straggler, burning killing machine wrapped in boiling hot blood, in the chest of every straggler tumbling.
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