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Chapter 475 Milling (1)

The sun was rising, and the earth gradually woke up in silence. The hawks that passed through the sky clouds made a cry. On the earth overlooking, dense figures of human beings came into its eyes. Soon, the first sound suddenly sounded, and the frightened bird turned around.

Dong--

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong-

The golden morning light shone on several shafts and slowly drove forward. In front of the big drums on it, the soldiers waved their arms and tried hard to hit the drum face. The sound of the wild war drums vibrated between the world. On the left and right of the shafts and drums with war drums, figures spread in their sight, extending from the end of the heaven and earth to the other side of the horizon that was unattainable to eyes. Countless steps were shaking with a thunderous vibration, and dust filled the sky.

Although the speed was not fast, the 200,000 troops slowly moved and gathered from countless small square formations to form several huge formations, which were a black straight line on the horizon, like a wave rolling and thrusting into the earth. Countless flags with the words "Ji" and "Yuan" were waving in the wind, and the Jizhou cavalry divided into two long dragons, spreading across the field, and staying behind the square formations on both sides were waiting for the horses.

The morning breeze blows on people's faces.

Cao Cao stood under the coach's flag, staring calmly at the vast sea of ​​people. His hands holding the reins on the horse's back were strangled with blood marks, facing such a huge army without a city wall as a support. It would be impossible to say that there was no timidity, but now there is no way out under his feet.

The Yuan army's food and grass burned off Fengqiu could only hold the other party for a while to turn around the fighter. Unfortunately, his logistics was cut off by Yuan Shao. In contrast, if he did not fight for the battle once, Yuan Shao still had the advantage. Once he obtained the food and grass supply from the rear again, the army would still go south again, and Cao Cao would really have nothing...

Cao Cao closed his eyes and opened them again, and breathed heavily. The army, which was hard to see in his sight, was the aura of conquering blood and wars. There were only more than 20,000 people behind him, and he was also waiting for the battle at this moment.

In the distance, a single cavalry came out in front of the enemy formation. When they arrived between the two armies, they shouted: "Cao Cao! My lord wants to talk to you, but he has the courage to come out and see you!"

"Lord, don't go easily." Someone next to him said quickly.

"If you don't go, wouldn't you tell the generals that I, Cao Cao, are afraid of the other party?" The reins shook for a moment. When the words were spoken, the soldiers made way for the way. Cao Cao urged his horse to walk through the figures holding swords and carrying swords to go between the two armies. In the opposite army, the chariots pulled by three-color canopy three horses slowly drove out.

The rolling shaft crushed the uneven ground and stopped five feet in front of him. Cao Cao also crossed the reins and stopped opposite him, pursing his lips and looking at the other person silently, then raised his hand. On the far side, on the chariot, a figure in golden armor also arched his hand towards Cao Cao.

"Meng De, I haven't seen you for many years, so I'm fine." Putting down my hand, Yuan Shao on the chariot spoke like this. In the eyes of both of them, everyone was much older, and there were traces of white traces mixed with hair and beard.

"Shake, everything is fine." Cao Cao said softly, bowed heavily, and then let it go.

On the other side, Yuan Shao pressed the fence and looked at him and smiled: "How can you see peace? Your food route is broken, how many days can the army hold on? There are only 30,000 troops, why should Meng De hold on? At this time, he rashly left the city to fight. If it is really your temper, aren't you afraid that I will defeat you and Gongsun Zhi one by one?"

The two armies seemed to be joking, but in fact they were both smart people. There was no need to reminisce about many things in the past. They just had a close friend for friends. No matter who died or who lived in this battle, they could be regarded as the last time they met each other.

"Just...Meng De, I don't understand. Even though you know that I will be the best in the world with the people of the four states, I will sooner or later, why bother to be a chariot and make things difficult for me..."

In the golden morning light, the wind gently stroked the two of them's long beards. In the words, Yuan Shao and Cao Cao looked at each other. After a moment, the latter swayed slightly. His arm pulled the reins, turned his horse back, and went toward the army behind him. His voice was sonorous and powerful: "Since I don't understand, it's useless to say more, so let's start a war--"

The war horse that was walking back stopped. On the horse's back, Cao Cao looked back slightly at the other party, closed his eyes quietly, and galloped on his horse.

"Benchu, don't be soft-hearted!" he said.

The sky shone brightly, and the two people returning to the formation, Cao Cao pulled his sword and raised it: "Kill the rebel Yuan Shao, start the war--" The cavalry who was sent to the order rushed up, shouting between the formations, and waved the order flags: "Prepare to meet the enemy!!" The loud and loud sounds were being conveyed, and the war drums behind were also ringing at this time. The drum beats suddenly. The first row of infantry in the array in front took the front half a step forward, and the large shield in his hands pierced into the soil. The soldiers holding spears followed, and spears poked out like a forest, making a defensive posture.

Woo--

Woo--

The Yuan army formation, which had lasted for more than ten miles, moved forward with a thunderous sound. It had already returned to the chariot of the middle formation. Yuan Shao opened his beard and angrily drew his sword and pointed it forward, then slashed down, roaring: "Send the order to eliminate the traitors--"

The horn of the attack sounded.

The array of infantry with a total of 50,000 in the middle of the front formation began to move slowly. The generals riding on the war horses looked at the rhythm of the waving flags from time to time, allowing the generals, commanders and Sima below to control the speed of the entire formation to move. Soon after, they entered the combat range, and the archers lined up in the rear began to rush the strings. While the generals shouted: "Prepare!", in the array of more than 20,000 people on the opposite side, some people were also shouting: "Prepare..." A crossbow raised its arrows and pointed at the sky, and the tight sound of the bow strings squeaked.

The next moment, the string sounded.

Whoosh swish swish swish swish ———

The rain of arrows came out of the strings, and with noisy sounds, they were thrown into the sky. Countless black shadows flew high over the highest point, colliding with the arrows rushing straight toward the opponent, falling down weakly, or crossing them through the formation advancing towards the enemy according to the original trajectory.

Le Jin and Li Dian rode a horse and stood with the archer behind the formation. When the dark shadows rose into the sky, the two of them shouted together: "Rise the shield!" While the shield hands in front raised the shield, they were mixed with spears, and swords and shield soldiers among the long spears raised their shields together, pulling their companions around them to cover them underneath.

Thousands of arrows fell.

A feather arrow fell down, and a slight nailed to the iron sheet. The shield wrapped in copper was instantly blasted... It was washed like a heavy rain hitting a banana leaf. An arrow was nailed to the shield and bounced open to the ground. More than a dozen feather arrows were inserted directly on some shields, and more of them were pierced into the soil. In the buzzing and restless sound, someone screamed and shouted, and the body of the arrow fell to the ground and twisted, and the footsteps behind him followed closely.

The rain of arrows fell by the first wave, and for a moment, someone stood up and waved his sword to cut off the arrows on the shield. A hysterical cry came out: "Kill!"

Behind him, shields raised high from left and right around him flipped down. Countless figures waved their blades and ran wildly, rushing towards the Yuan army formation that was also coming from the opposite side like an angry tide. Then tens of thousands of people shouted hysterically and collided in the most fierce posture. The distance of one arrow was shortened to zero.

"kill--"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang—the sound of the continuous impact, the sword and shield soldiers in the front row of both sides gritted their teeth and roared, "Ah—" The shield tightly pulled in their hands and collided with the other party's shield, and their firm feet pushed the ground hard, squeezed out a layer of soil and pushed towards the other party. The guns on both sides followed, and then fiercely handed it out, fighting in the air, or sprinting wildly in the crowd, roaring heart-wrenchingly, screaming, thousands of sword lights, spears flying on the front line, and flesh and blood splashing all over the four...

The Gate of Hell has opened on this day.
Chapter completed!
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