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Chapter 37 Snow Attack

In the morning of the north, the snow is falling in winter and the wind is biting.

In the cold tent and under the cold felt, the campfire was about to go out, and the Wei soldiers hugged each other and kept warm with each other's body temperature. In such weather, the air turned into frost, the inkstone ice condensed, and the iron clothes were difficult to wear. Apart from rest and sleep, I really don't know what else to do with energy such a morning.

The fierce battle over the past few days has exhausted their physical strength, and this snow has made them feel even more relieved. With this snow, Ji Hanke's army may have retreated if it is unfavorable.

The people who were sleeping completely lost their usual alertness. Suddenly, some small sound came from a distance. Someone woke up and asked, "Did you hear anything?" "No." One soldier replied, "I only heard the fat snoring, like thunder." Another soldier replied, "That's right, in this kind of weather, rabbits don't leave their nests. What sound do you hear? Hell." But as soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned. In the distance, a low rumbling sound came, which sounded like a thunder rolling through the sky, like a rapid flow surging under the ice. In the blink of an eye, even the most dull person could feel the ground shaking slightly, and the snow particles in the cracks in the tent were shaken and falling!

"This is..." Finally, a sentry opened the thick felt curtain. A gust of cold wind blew, causing him to fight a cold war involuntarily. He rubbed his eyes and looked out. The next moment, he was stunned!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" A shrill cry tore the tranquility of Chunxue Morning.

On the white horizon, a burning line of fire surged out of the flat space. The line of fire was burning at an astonishing speed, spreading, and igniting a sea of ​​fire on the earth. The Han Dynasty won the world with its virtue of fire. The red color was the red of the Han Dynasty. It was the color of the Han army! While the Wei soldiers were still stunned, the experienced veterans screamed: "Iron Cavalry Army! The cavalry of the Iron Cavalry King!"

Countless cavalry rumbled unstoppably along the frozen iron-hard land. The uniforms of thousands of cavalry were as red as blood-stained, as if a dazzling blood was rolling in. The shocking scene could not be imagined if you had not seen it with your own eyes. "Prepare for war! Fight the enemy!" The Wei army shouted, panickingly fighting for the cold iron clothes. There were waves of riots in the tent, like a bunch of panicked mice wrapped in cloth. It was too late! Under the snow light, the iron cavalry rushed to the camp gate. They skillfully rode their horses across the trench, picked up the horses, pushed down the camp gate, and rushed into the camp like a flood, destroying them along the way, and were invincible to resist the enemy.

"The Han army is here! The Han army is here!"

"Brothers, hold on to the guy!"

"Where is my clothes? Who stole my clothes?"

"Stamp to death! Stomp to death!"

"God save me!"

The unprepared Wei army was messed up by the raid, and many people were cut and killed unarmed. The Wei army, who had finally found the weapon, was chopped down by a sharp sabre as soon as they left the tent. Under the torrent of the iron cavalry, a small-scale blockade could not even splash a wave. The generals of the Wei army looked as if they were snowy: No one expected the Han army to attack in such a snowy day, and because of the struggle with the Han army led by Guan Feng for several days, the Wei army's physical strength and energy were consumed to the lowest point. No matter how they prepare, they would be afraid that they would not be able to withstand the tide of enemy troops like this.

Li Mao's iron cavalry was as fierce as the scimitar in the warrior's hand swung like snow-capped mountains. Under such storm-like chopping, the Wei army that had finally assembled was chopped into pieces before they could form a formation. The rumbling sound of hooves defeated the weak resistance. Many Wei soldiers had no time to escape and had to kneel down and surrender, and were captured by the Han army following the iron cavalry.

Li Mao ignored these things at all. He only ordered a charge forward and then to rush towards the central army of the Wei army. The endgame was left for the back team to clean up. What he wanted was to defeat the central army of the Wei army and defeat the will of the Wei army, so that the Wei army would truly collapse.

Although it took some time to fight from the front army to the central army, Li Mao came too quickly, and the assaulted iron cavalry attacked like water without any pause. Because the central army was in the rear and slept more fragrant than the front army, they did not expect that there would be an enemy that could break through the front army and rush over.

The Han army shouted: "Kill! Kill! Kill!" The scimitar raised high, and the shouting was shocking. They jumped into the Wei army camp with an unyielding momentum like wolves. Countless scimitars were like snow waves. They rushed towards the Wei soldiers who were only wearing underwear and empty hands. The sword light flashed. Blood flowed into a river, and the heads and broken limbs were flying all over the sky, causing the entire Wei camp to fall into a scattered mourn. Countless tents were pulled down, and the soldiers who had no time to climb out were trampled into meat paste.

Wang Xiong, the governor of Youzhou, slept soundly in peace that night, but he didn't hear the tide of crying outside. The guards rushed in poured a basin of cold water with ice on his face. Wang Xiong almost stopped breathing. Before he could react, the guards rushed forward, put on their clothes, belts, helmets and robes, and ran away. Wang Xiong shouted angrily: "What are you doing? Let me go! Do you want to rebel?"

At this time, the camp was in chaos, like a turbulent wave, and Wang Xiong's voice was completely covered. The guards helped Wang Xiong on the back of the horse, protected him and walked out. As soon as they rushed out of the camp, the entire camp was destroyed by Ji Han. Only then did Wang Xiong understand what was going on, but his face was pale and his soul was gone.

Wang Xiong and his guards ran all the way. Water was poured on his face. When the cold wind blew, his eyebrows and beards were all frozen into ice. The tearing and plates on his cheekbones hurt. That was because of frostbite in his skin. But he had no time to care about this. The most important thing at the moment was to escape, escape, and escape, and escape south. There was no way to stop at all. They rushed past the scattered soldiers, and some guards swayed their swords to kill the soldiers blocking the way, but they dared not stop or look back. They knew that the Han army was chasing behind them. As long as they stopped, they could never escape. But Wang Xiong was so sad and confused. He was defeated like this. Tens of thousands of troops were destroyed. Even if he escaped and fought such a defeat, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape. If Youzhou was lost, can he survive?

The hateful, hateful swordsman in the ragged clothes must have deceived him. If Li Mao was still there, how could this iron cavalry suddenly appear and defeat him?

Just when Wang Xiong was surprised, a long roar suddenly came from the hill ahead. This long roar was like a dragon's roar, lingering and continuous. It was a roar that only a skilled swordsman could make.

"Sir, look!" The guard pointed at the front with his finger.

Wang Xiong had already seen that at the foot of the hill ahead, a man was wearing a torn clothes and carrying a sword on his back, standing upright. It was the torn swordsman who had deceived him!

Wang Xiong was so angry that he actually dared to wait for him here! Wang Xiong shouted: "Roar up and kill him!"

The guards left a few people to protect Wang Xiong, and the rest rushed up. In their opinion, it would take no time to kill such a person. They used a spear that thorned down with a few spears. That person would definitely be stabbed into a hedgehog. The horse galloped, and the hooves stomped, like a gust of wind.

However, the reaction of the swordsman in the ragged swordsman was completely beyond their expectations. While he stabbed the spearhead, he did not retreat but advanced, rolled to the ground, and avoided the assassination of the spear without any he could not help. However, the four iron hooves of the war horse, the huge war horse and the iron armor, rushed up and carried huge potential energy to kill a person. The swordsman in the ragged swordsman opened his eyes, and the long sword was unsheathed, and a bunch of blood was swelling. The abdomen of the war horse was cut open, and his two front legs flew out with their dripping internal organs, dyeing the earth red. The knight fell to the ground, his neck fractured, and he died immediately.

The swordsman in the ragged clothes was behind several knights, waved his right hand and flew towards the guards a few cold lights. The horses fell down and threw the knights to the ground. The swordsman in the ragged clothes was also hit by the horse. Blood was poured out of his mouth. However, he still stood up high and walked towards Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong was shocked and stunned for a moment, watching the swordsman approach.

"Sir." The swordsman in the ragged clothes stopped twenty steps in front of Wang Xiong and shouted. He seemed to feel the fear in the hearts of Wang Xiong and the guards around him, or the war horses were born with extremely agile feeling. Wang Xiong and his guards stopped involuntarily and neighed uneasyly.

"You, what do you want?" Wang Xiong coughed, as if he felt his fear and was embarrassed. His voice suddenly became stern again, "Is that what you did for Nie Zheng? You did not kill Li Mao, but instead harmed my army. Is this an assassin?"

The swordsman in the ragged swordsman lowered his head ashamed: "Sir, I am right. I do not look like an assassin. So," he raised his head again, "I decided not to be an assassin anymore. Since the general leader of the assassin world has become Ji Han's general, how can I not change my evil and do good?"

"What?!" Wang Xiong opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Do you say Li Mao is also an assassin?"

"You will not know the name of the North Korean dragon land."

"So it's him." Wang Xiong said, with an indescribable bitterness in his tone. "For several years, I have always wanted to bring him under my command, but I have not succeeded. I didn't expect that he had another identity. I was really blind and bought the assassin to assassin him. It seems that you are unwilling to let me go today, are you planning to kill me here, or are you going to give me to Li Mao?"

The swordsman in the ragged clothes shook his head and said, "Although I don't plan to be an assassin, I can't do the job of killing the employer. But, sir, can you still go back to Zhuo County? Even if you go back, can Cao Wei let the sir go?"

"What do you want?"

"I don't think about anything, I just came to pass on a word. The Iron Cavalry King said that as long as the adults are willing to surrender, he will surely protect the adults' peace."

Wang Xiong gritted his teeth and said nothing. The swordsman in the ragged clothes smiled and said, "Is it embarrassing to have someone around him? It doesn't matter, I'll kill them."

Several guards were frightened by the ragged swordsman. They looked at Wang Xiong nervously, wishing to say on behalf of Wang Xiong that I would surrender.

Wang Xiong finally dropped the whip in his hand dejectedly and closed his eyes.

.............

After learning that Wang Xiong surrendered, Guan Feng, who didn't care about the ragged swordsman, couldn't help but ask Li Mao: "Who is this person?"

Li Mao smiled and said, "The assassin does not need a name. But there is one thing I can tell you, do you know that someone assassinated Sun Ce back then?"

"It's Xu Gong's disciple."

"There are all legends outside, but who knows the truth? You must know that a real assassin must keep his identity secret. Moreover, Xu Gong has no ability. Will his disciples be so loyal to him and take revenge for him?"

Guan Feng was stunned: "You mean..."

"Xu Gong has long been dead. Sun Ce's life and death have no effect on him. If you think about Sun Ce's death, who will be the best for you, you will probably understand who the person behind it is."

"You mean Cao Cao, he was always a little afraid of Sun Ce and called him a Lion, and his adviser Guo Jia actually predicted that Sun Ce would die under assassination; or, after Sun Ce's death, his position was given to Sun Quan..."

Li Mao laughed: "You think about it yourself, I won't tell you. But what is certain is that the Tomb-Clothed Sword and the Assassins go out together." He rode forward and patted the Tomb-Clothed Sword and Clothed Sword and Clothed Sword and Clothed Sword and Clothed Sword and Clothed Sword and Clothed Sword and Clothed Sword and Clothed Sword and Clothed Sword and

The swordsman in the ragged clothes sucked in air conditioning: "This war horse really cannot be directly touched. I will actually break my ribs."

............

After the Han army defeated the Wei army and forced Wang Xiong to surrender on the battlefield, the situation in Youzhou completely turned to Ji Han. Under the leadership of Wang Xiong, the Han army easily occupied Zhuo County, Guangyang County, Yuyang County and Youbeiping County with the wind and swept the remaining clouds. The entire Youzhou was completely included in Ji Han's hands. The Han army took Zhuo County, but did not stop, and continued to go south. Within seven days, it broke Fanyang and Beixin City, and attacked Zhongshan Kingdom. The news reached Yecheng, and the government and the country were greatly shocked. The proposal to move the capital rose again, and many ministers suggested that Cao Rui move the capital to Linzi or Xudu in Qingzhou. Cao Rui said that Yecheng was the capital of the Great Wei and should not be abandoned easily. Even if it faced a great danger, it must be defended. However, in the face of the emergency situation in Youzhou, Cao Rui finally made a decision to send the most elite New Fifth Battalion to the battlefield.

In February, General Ji Han's ches and cavalry Zhang Fei fell ill and could not be in charge of the director. Wei Yan, the governor of Bingzhou, was acting as a military service. Zhang Fei returned to Luoyang to recuperate.

In February, Sima Yi followed Cao Rui's strict order and attacked Luyang City through Luyang Road north. The former general of Cao Wei, Man Chong, went north from Yingchuan to attack Xuanyuan Pass.
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