Chapter 270 sharp weapons

The earth is trembling, and at the end of the wilderness, a thin black line is squirming.

The wind is bleak, and the face is like a knife.

Zhang Fei subconsciously tightened his armor, and the tiger's palm clenched the Zhangba steel spear that drank countless blood. What floated between the corners of his mouth was a touch of calmness.

With the snake spear raised and the flag waving, the 3,000 infantry on the beach quickly came ashore and formed a large array of infantry, protecting the beach landing behind them.

In the sound of war drums, the sound of weapons coming out of the sheath, gasping, and metal impacting sounded together. The soldiers raised their twelve points of spirit and prepared for the final battle preparation.

The morning light shone on his dark iron armor, reflecting a dazzling luster.

Zhang Fei immediately stood proudly in the battle.

The sun rises, the morning fog disperses, and the black line on the horizon is getting thicker and thicker.

The trembling of the earth became stronger and stronger, like an ancient beast buried in the ground, roaring and roaring, trying to break out of the ground.

Finally, the fierce enemy broke into the eyes of the Chinese army in an instant.

Cavalry, that is a galloping cavalry.

On the fierce banner fluttering in the wind, the word "Cao" was embroidered with a big fight.

Your surname is Cao!

In Zhang Fei's mind, he quickly searched for the names in his memory, and in a blink of an eye, he was fixed on that name - Cao Zhang.

That's right, it's the yellow bearded child.

At this moment, in the vast torrent of iron riders, Cao Zhang is holding his sword high and running wildly.

After the tower-like body, three thousand secluded and iron riders followed him closely like shadows. The huge cavalry array seemed to come from the underworld of hell, with the momentum of destroying everything, rolling towards the Guanzhong infantry on the shore.

Unlike other brothers, this Huang Xu'erzhi is a person like Huo Qubing. He is one of the few of Cao's sons.

In those years, Cao Zhang was ordered by his father to lead the army to fight against Wuhuan. Cao Zhang led the army to break through the enemy and behead thousands of people, so he became famous in the war.

Since the war, Cao Zhang has been stationed in the border areas for years, shouldering the task of defending the northern Hus.

A month ago, Liu Feng's army began the Northern Expedition, and Cao Qian had to transfer more than 200,000 elites to the east to resist Liu Feng's powerful offensive.

However, Jia Xu saw through Liu Bei's intention. The "poison man" expected that Liu Bei would take the opportunity to go east, and the target would no longer be Luoyang, but Bingzhou.

Despite this, Cao Yan had no more troops to defend Hedong County, so at Jia Xu's suggestion, Cao Yan secretly transferred Cao Zhang to lead the Youyan cavalry and secretly went south.

Cao Yan's strategy is very simple. With the impact of the Youyan iron horse, he rushed the half-dued Liu Bei's army on the river beach and defeated his sharp spirit in the first battle, so that Liu Bei retreated in the face of the difficulties and did not dare to covete the east of the river.

The key to the victory of Cao Zhang's cavalry is to surprise.

Now it seems that Cao Zhang did it.

The 3,000 flying troops crossing the river are all step-up troops, and because they cross the river lightly, they only bring some simple light weapons, such as shields and other heavy equipment are still waiting to be crossed on the west bank.

How can such a ward army withstand the impact of his iron current?

Between the Pentium, there was a sneer on the corners of Cao Zhang's mouth.

The earth under his feet retreated like a tide. In heaven and earth, there was only the roar of a strong horse tapping on the earth, as if the whole world was trembling under his feet.

Lie Lie's pride burned in Cao Zhang's chest, burning his blade-like eyes.

Father, I am your best son. After World War I, you will understand who deserves to be your inheritance.

With a finger, Cao Zhang's throat knot squirmed, making a thunderous "kill" sound.

"Kill!"

Three thousand secluded and iron riders responded in unison, and thousands of iron hooves trampled up the dust all over the sky. The front row of cavalry pressed down the spear pointing straight to the void, and hundreds of sharp blades pierced the cold crescent moon and turned into a suffocating forest of death.

After the spear, a row of cavalry raised the chopping knives in their hands above the top. They were as cold as waves, and they almost wanted to print the sky cold.

Three hundred steps, two hundred steps.

The enemy cavalry approached rapidly, and the three thousand Guanzhong soldiers all looked nervous, but their bodies were still like pines rooted in the ground.

Looking at the rolling iron stream, a sneer appeared on the corners of Zhang Fei's mouth.

The order was issued again, and the five hundred crossbows came forward in response.

There are only three times in the battle, only 500 crossbowmen, how can they stop the impact of the rushing iron current?

However, there was unprecedented self-confidence surging on Zhang Fei's face.

The 500 crossbowman is his secret weapon to break the enemy.

Because the crossbow they hold in their hands is not an ordinary crossbow machine, but a Zhuge flying crossbow invented by Zhuge Liang.

Previously, when Zhuge Liang proposed to attack Hedong and take Bingzhou as a breakthrough to capture the Hebei prefectures, Fa Zheng once reminded that with the wisdom of Cao Hen and his advisers, he would probably be on guard.

At that time, Zhuge Liang speculated that Liu Feng's attack would overw Cao Yan's troops. In desperation, he would definitely transfer Cao Zhang's Youhe Iron Horse to the south in an attempt to beat them unexpectedly.

In order to deal with the secluded iron horse, Zhuge Liang invented this crossbow as early as a year ago.

Five hundred crossbow players followed Zhang Fei to cross the Yellow River for the first time, in order to fight today.

"Prepare."

With Zhang Fei's fierce shout, the five hundred Zhuge Fei crossbowmen, divided into three rows, all in a shooting posture.

Fifty steps...forty steps...thirty steps...The time has come, and Zhang Fei shouted: "Rake arrows!"

More than 100 Zhuge crossbowmen in the first row immediately began to push and pull continuously. They just buried their heads in pushing and pulling the crossbow machine, and didn't even aim at the enemy horse.

The advantage of Zhuge Lian crossbow lies in its dense sipation rather than accuracy. The crossbowmen do not need to aim carefully at all. They just need to maintain a general direction and repeat the same action monotonically.

In 15 seconds, more than 1,500 crossbow arrows shot out like locusts.

In such a short time, on the impact of less than 30 feet, so many arrows were shot at once, which is a terrible density.

Hundreds of spear-wielded cavalry rushing to the front, without exception, suffered from the baptism of rainstorm-like arrows.

Even if they were not shot at the point, whether it was a man or a horse, once they were stained with this highly poisonous crossbow, they would lose their combat effectiveness in an instant.

In front of the army, there was a tragic scene of people turning upside down.

With such a sudden blow, the secret weapon like an artifact, Cao Jun did not expect anything at all. When the vanguard of the current platoon fell to the ground, the cavalry behind him could not stop moving forward because of the rushing too fast.

Just as Cao Qianqi fell into chaos, the second and third rows of Zhuge crossbowmen came forward in turn, and within a minute, they shot more than 3,000 highly poisonous crossbows.

So, the originally irresistible array of iron riders completely collapsed in less than a minute. The enemy riders in the chaos were not shot to death by dense crossbows, but were trampled to death by each other's crushing.

"How can it be like this, how can it be like this..."

Cao Zhang in the chaotic army looked at his elite secluded iron horse like this, but he had no way to return to heaven at all.

The shock happened so suddenly that he didn't have time to recover from the shock. When he ordered to retreat, his secluded iron horse had fallen on the bank of the Yellow River.

In Cao Zhang's heart, there is unprecedented pain and horror at this moment.

Just as Cao Zhang and his remaining cavalry were still struggling in the chaos, the gunfire sounded in the enemy's array, and the 3,000-step troops were sensational.

Zhang Fei took the lead and led his troops to come forward.

The advantage of the cavalry lies in his machine power and impact. At this moment, he has lost these two most critical advantages at the same time, and the army is panicked. The iron horse in front of him is actually no different from the lamb to be slaughtered.

The iron arm danced, like thousands of silver snakes galling, the steel spear passed, the limbs splashed with blood, and no one could do it.

The heads were cut off one by one, and a body was split. The black-faced general, like a demon general from hell, could only relieve the hunger and thirst in his heart.

Zhang Fei killed so happily. At this moment, he poured out the endless anger suppressed in his heart on these unlucky enemies.

He suppressed too much and endured too much. Today, how can he not turn the world upside down?

The blood fog flying all over the sky, a member of the yellow beard will step on the corpses all over the ground and rushing to come, with a bloodthirsty sword in his hand.

Cao Zhang, who was defeated, wanted to wash away this shame with the blood of the enemy generals.

Zhang Fei, who killed the red eyes, was like a grass mustard in his eyes. In the face of this extraordinary martial arts general, he was not moved at all.

When the ape's arms are moving, the snake spear in his hand has turned into a wonderful curve, without the slightest airflow and silent cutting of the general's neck.

Whether it is strength, speed or skill, this blow has reached the top of the world.

Ding - The knives and spears were staggered. In an instant, the huge force poured into his body like the water of the Taotao River, hitting Cao Zhang's internal organs. He only felt that for a moment of the fight, the muscles and bones of his whole body were wrong.

The blood is surging in the cavity, and the heart is even colder.

Cao Zhang, who passed by by mistake, was suddenly shocked. He looked carefully at the enemy general again, but only recognized that the man was the legendary Zhang Fei.

With a throat in Changbanpo, he roared a member of the devil's general.

Before the thought could turn, only a horse hiss was heard, and the lingering sound did not disappear. The tower-like majestic body had expanded rapidly until it filled the whole field of vision.

Kuang Lan suddenly rose, and in an instant, a sharp and murderous spirit rushed over from the left side.

Without hesitation, Cao Zhang hurriedly poured his strength into his arm and danced into an iron curtain with his hands.

In the air, there was a thunderous metal sound again, and the splashing Mars merged with blood.

The knife and spear intersected for the second time, and a thousand pounds of power came from the weapon in his hand. At that moment, Cao Zhang only felt that his arms were numb and he almost lost consciousness. With a low glance, the tiger's mouth was already full of blood.

Is this Zhang Fei's strength?

Cao Zhang was frightened and had no pride. He seemed to see Death calling him.

He didn't even have too much time to shock. Zhang Fei's snake spear, like a ghost and god, was faster than a blow, and the power of a thousand catties came like layers of waves.

Cao Zhangying took more and more effort. In a blink of an eye, twenty moves had passed, and he was almost overwhelmed by the turbulent offensive.

Suddenly, there was a sneer in his ear, and the blade of the snake spear flashed in front of him. He rotated clockwise, making a strange sound like a dragon roar and a tiger, which expanded infinitely in Cao Zhang's eyes.

The turbulent and turbulent murderous gas quickly condensed, forming a vortex of rotating radiation. The spear front did not reach. Under the impact of this strong blade wind, Cao Zhang only felt that the skin on his face was extremely painful, and the strong wind made it difficult for him to open his eyes.

After a dull sound, the wind suddenly stopped.

The cold and unparalleled black face is fixed in front of him. In his slightly condensed eyes, there is disdain that despises the world.

Cao Zhang lowered his head and saw that the snake spear had pierced his chest, and a stream of blood was overflowing like a blowout.

"I...I..."

Cao Zhang mistook his teeth and seemed to want to say his last words, but the blood gushing from the root of his tongue sealed his throat.

Poo!

Zhang Fei's ape arm shook and pulled out the snake spear.

Cao Zhang covered the empty wound, shook it, and fell down from the horse.

########## Five days later, in the suburbs of Xuchang, the Chinese military account.

Cao's face was like dead ashes, and his pale eyebrows were full of pain for a long time.

Such an expression evokes the memories of the left and right people.

In the battle of Nanyang many years ago, Cao Ang, the eldest son he loved deeply, died in the battle of Zhang Xiu's rebellion. At that time, Cao Wei also suffered so much.

The war report from Hedong has made Cao Wei sleepless for two days.

His beloved son Cao Zhang died at the hands of Zhang Fei. Liu Bei's 50,000 troops successfully crossed the Yellow River to the east, and the counties of Hedong County fell. Zhang Fei's vanguard army has gone straight north to Taiyuan County, the governor of Bingzhou, and Liu Bei's follow-up army was also pouring into Bingzhou.

A long time ago, Jia Xu saw through Liu Bei's conspiracy. In Cao Wei's view, Cao Zhang and the iron horse led by him were enough to defeat the tricks of the weavers.

But what Cao didn't expect was that the enemy was equipped with such an incredible weapon as Zhuge's crossbow.

A small crossbow machine easily cracked his overall layout.

Is this the retribution of causal reincarnation?

From the Xuzhou era, in adversity again and again, at every critical moment, he seemed to have the help of God, creating opportunities for him one by one to successfully resolve the crisis.

But now it seems that his good luck is overdrawn, and now it's finally time to repay.

Is it God's will for all this?

Cao Wei, who never believed in fate, began to shake his faith when people were disheartened.

When he was disheartened, the soldiers hurried in and sent an urgent report from Yanzhou.

In the first battle of Dong'a, the enemy general Gan Ning killed Cao Xiu, and the Yanzhou army was defeated. The enemy's North Road water army has successfully entered the Yellow River.

It's another frustrating bad news, and another Cao family will die.

Cao Jian, who was mentally damaged again, suddenly gushed out of his gray eyes.

(to be continued)