Chapter 475 The Battle of annihilation in the North

"The last general will live up to the Lord's trust!!!"

Zhao Yun said and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly Wen Han stopped Zhao Yun.

"slow down!"

Zhao Yun turned his body and looked a little puzzled.

"Zhang Xiu is talented and has a high reputation in the north. If he is willing to surrender, you can accept it. If you can't, you will capture him. However, if this person doesn't know what's good or bad, he must fight for a dead net, and there is no need to stay.

Zhao Yun's face suddenly turned into ecstasy. How can people be ruthless? After all, Zhang Xiu is his eldest brother. Even if he is an enemy general, if Zhao Yun kills him, he will feel guilty. However, when Wen Han arranged this, Zhao Yun asked himself that even if he had no choice but to kill Zhang Xiu in the end, he could only blame him for taking the blame. In this way, no matter how guilty Zhao Yun is, it is only extremely low.

"There are a large number of lords. Yunxian thanked the lord for not killing for Zhang Xiu!"

"Hey, Zilong, don't be in a hurry to thank me. Whether Zhang Xiu can survive tonight depends on how he chooses. All right, you go out and get ready."

"Yes! Lord!"

After Zhao Yun bowed his hand, he withdrew from the tent. Wen Han and Xi Long looked at each other. After they looked at each other and smiled, Wen Han said.

"It's time for the two of us to prepare."

Today's night came earlier than ever, and the night was darker than before. Outside Niyang City, a team of soldiers and horses roared out, with a smile on Zhang Xiu's face in gold armor, like a Baisheng general.

"Wen Extraordinary, tonight I'll let you be an incompetent rider and lose your life here!!"

Zhang Xiu said coldly in his heart, and his eyes were cold and horrible. And behind him, both the generals and the soldiers are proud, as if they are just a group of lambs who are going to kill later.

Zhang Xiu and his soldiers and horses seemed to be eager to fight, and the speed of marching was getting faster and faster, because later, under Zhang Xiu's initiative to attack, Wen Han had been defeated in a row and withdrew his camp for another five miles. When Zhang Ji's army arrived, the night was darker, and it was so dark that it was difficult to tell the time.

The camp in the distance is dead and silent, as if there are bursts of chills. Zhang Xiu's expression condensed, and he wanted to make the sergeant charge. At this time, Hu Che'er, who was next to Zhang Xiu, persuaded him.

"General Zhang, do you want to send someone to inquire first before marching?"

"Huh! Wenbufan has been killed by us for a long time. There is no need to worry more. If the patrolling literate finds out, frightening the snake, and escapes from Wenbufan, won't it take a lot of time!"

"But, General Zhang!"

"Enough! Nonsense novels, tonight is a great time to annihilate Wen extraordinary soldiers and horses in one fell swoop! All the ministries listen to the order and fight with me!!"

Zhang Xiu clamped the horse's belly, like a flying arrow, rushed out. More than 25,000 soldiers and horses behind him raised their weapons and shouted high, like a fierce tiger and evil wolf, running closely behind Zhang Xiu.

Zhang Xiu's horse galloped and roared in. After rushing into Wenhan Camp, he shouted loudly.

"Where is the extraordinary article!! Your grandfather Zhang is here to save your life!!"

Zhang Xiu's shouts echoed in the valley, but surprisingly, there was no response in the camp, and the shadow of a soldier could not be seen. Zhang Xiuxin suddenly scratched, suddenly shocked, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

The soldiers who chased him closely behind him rushed into the cultural camp. Each of them had a fierce face, grabbed the weapons with his hands, and was ready to fight at any time. Unexpectedly, in this spacious camp, no ghost can be seen except for the people and horses of the army.

In a moment, in the grass around the camp, there were dense and noisy sounds, and then fires appeared in all directions. Suddenly, the dark night was illuminated!

"Shoot!!!"

Wen Han's face was cold. With his hand falling, tens of thousands of burning rockets suddenly rose to the sky, and then quickly fell into the camp. The sound of countless arrows breaking through the void sounded. Zhang Xiu and his soldiers and horses looked at the fire all over the sky, and their faces changed dramatically.

Wo, sw, sw, sw~!!!

Countless rockets covered the void in the eyeliner and suddenly fell down. I don't know how many soldiers were shot by the rocket, and there was a fire all over. While calling fiercely, they rushed around in panic. At the same time, the rocket also hit the tents, railings, and Wen Han in the camp.

Wen Han's gestures kept falling, and nearly 10,000 soldiers around him plucked the bow string desperately. The rockets kept flying in the void. As more and more rockets fell, the whole camp was in flames, and the soldiers of the Zhang army were in chaos, pushing each other to escape from the fire. Dozens of rockets shot at Zhang Xiu. Zhang Xiu stopped being stunned, stabbed several times, hit the rocket behind him, and hurriedly shouted.

"Withdraw, withdraw quickly!!!!"

Zhang Xiu turned the horse's head and wanted to escape, but there was a lot of chaos around, and there was fire everywhere. The surrounding soldiers and horses were forced to collide randomly by the rockets that day. Zhang Xiu couldn't rush out of the camp for a while. When Zhang Jun's soldiers heard Zhang Xiu shouting to retreat, they immediately rushed to the gate of the camp as if they were crazy. However, Zhang Jun's soldiers and horses are too many, and there are burning flames everywhere around, which can give them too little space to escape. However, these people can't do anything in order to escape. The people behind pushed the people and horses in front of them wildly. The people and horses in front of them didn't expect that their comrades would be so cruel and they could avoid it. Open their magic palms, but they can't avoid the rockets falling from the world. The soldiers in front of Zhang Xiu were impulsive by the soldiers behind him. They couldn't stab him back and forth. Suddenly, he seemed to fall into a dead situation.

At this time, the scene was full of scolding, screams, arrows breaking through the air, and flames burning. In this period of time alone, the number of casualties of Zhang Jun was thousands. And more than half of the dead were killed by the clutches of their peers. They were either pushed to the ground, trampled to death, or the burning fire pushed aside and burned to death.

In this tragic scene, Wen Han did not change his color at all. His eyes were plain and creepy, and his hands were still constantly waving down. More than 10,000 soldiers shot in unison, as if they were going to burn this swallowing fire more vigorously!!!

The sea of fire is surging, and more and more soldiers are dying in the sea of fire. Zhang Xiu felt as if he was in a big stove, with swallowing flames on all sides.

"Get out of here, get out of here!!!!"

Perhaps his life was threatened, which made Zhang Xiu lose his mind. Zhang Xiu suddenly became extremely ferocious and horrible, like a devil. He raised the tiger-headed golden gun and killed the soldiers who blocked him. Several soldiers were killed by Zhang Xiu's gun. Zhang Xiu rushed by and stepped on the body of his army. Seeing that there was someone blocking in front of him, the cold tiger-headed golden gun was raised again. The soldiers in front noticed the screams in the back and saw that the murderer was actually their master. Although he was very angry, he did not dare to resist. He quickly asked people to let Zhang Xiu pass. Zhang Xiu looked like crazy, and his ferocious face was shining in the fire, which was particularly horrible. He rode the horse straight. If someone blocked it, he immediately raised his gun and killed it. When he rushed out of the camp, he found that there were only tens of thousands of people who escaped with him, and the rest were still struggling desperately in the sea of fire.

These soldiers and horses are the heaviest relics left to him by Zhang Ji. Zhang Xiu saw that most of his army was still uncertain, and his eyes were red with anger! After losing so many soldiers and horses, we must not lose Niyang again, otherwise the north will be difficult to protect!!

"Withdraw!! Withdraw the mud sun!!!"

At this moment, Zhang Xiu has only one idea in mind, which is to save these troops and guard the mud and sun! Zhang Xiu took the horse and ran, leading more than ten thousand remnants to the direction of Niyang. And behind him, there are still tens of thousands of soldiers in the burning camp.

Wen Han seemed to deliberately let Zhang Xiu go. When Zhang Xiu led the more than 10,000 remnants of the soldiers to escape not far away, he ordered the two soldiers and horses to guard the gate of the camp. He led an army to guard the front door. Dozens of Zhang soldiers who escaped from the sea of fire suddenly saw their heads surging in front of the door, and the generals in rotten silver armor and black golden tiger-patterned robes stood in front. Lu was so scared that they all looked desperate.

"I am a great general, extraordinary! If you don't want to die, put down your weapons and surrender quickly, and the surrenderer will not be killed!!"

Almost in an instant, dozens of Zhang Bing, who had been scared out of war for a long time, immediately put down their weapons, knelt to the ground, and shouted for mercy.

Wen Han ordered the soldiers to drive him aside, and then several waves of Zhang Bing, who rushed out of the sea of fire, were concocted, and none of them were captured by Wen Han's soldiers and horses. As for the Xilong at the gate of the rear camp, just like Wen Han, he surrendered the remnants abandoned by Zhang Xiu. Until the last wave of Zhang Bing escaped, was stopped by Wen Han's soldiers and horses, and then subdued them. There was no human roaring in the burning camp.

Wen Han quickly ordered the number of soldiers to count. He received about 5,000 disabled soldiers. As for the information from Xilong, he received more than 2,000 people.

That is to say, in this sea of fire, it has devoured 5,000 or 6,000 lives!

However, it is said that while Wen Han and Xilong collected the remnants of Zhang Xiu's army, Zhang Xiu led more than ten thousand remnants of his soldiers to the red soil slope. Zhang Xiu suddenly strangled the horse and turned his head and looked eagerly. Seeing that there were no soldiers chasing behind him, most of the impatience and anxiety in his heart disappeared. He looked at the surrounding terrain and frowned suddenly, and a trace of ominous feeling followed.

The area around the red soil slope is full of red soil, which is why the red soil slope gets its name. Of course, there are many legends about why the soil on the clay slope is red. Among them, the most talked about is that the location of the clay slope is special. Since the Warring States Period, all the troops in the decisive battle in the north have repeatedly chosen this place as an ambush zone, and every time they will kill blood into rivers. Over time, the soil here As the blood color accumulates and penetrates, the color of the soil becomes blood red.

"Hu Che'er! Where is this!!"

Because of the night, Zhang Xiu did not find the color of the underground soil. Hu Cheer behind him listened to Zhang Xiu's question and quickly looked around the surrounding area. The more Hu Cheer looked at it, the more he felt that the terrain was familiar. There seemed to be an answer in his heart, but he still rolled his saddle and got off the horse, grabbed a handful of soil on the ground and rubbed it in front of his eyes. Look carefully, and then shout.

"Lord! The color of the soil is red! This must be a red soil slope!"

"Red Earth Slope!! Hurry up!!! There is likely to be an ambush set by Wen Bufan here!!!"

As soon as Zhang Xiu heard the three words of red soil slope, he suddenly felt that there were countless chills rising on the ground. As soon as his shouts fell, he could only hear countless armor vibrations on the surrounding high slopes, and then even the crisp sound of bow strings.

These voices, like the call of evil spirits, were so scared that Zhang Xiu and his soldiers turned pale on the spot.

"Zhang Xiu!! I have been waiting here for a long time with the order of my military division. Gentlemen, say hello to them!!! Shoot!!!"

Xu Huang shouted on a high slope somewhere, and the big axe suddenly fell. Suddenly, 6,000 crossbowmen shot arrows on the high slope. Countless arrows broke through the void and sounded densely in all directions. These arrows swarmed high or low, far or near. Because of the black, Zhang Xiu's soldiers and horses could not see the arrows clearly at all. Only by sound judgment, or when the arrows were about to shoot, they could see more clearly. However, when the arrows are close, how can they avoid it? What's more, the direction of these arrows is extremely strange!

In an in anx of anx, an arrow broke the armor, the arrow screamed, and screamed in panic and horror, like a ghost crying and wolf howling. Zhang Xiu's soldiers and horses were shot into a pot of porridge!