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Text Chapter 521: Give me peace in Shouchun

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    That night, many generals stayed up all night.

    They all knew that the Northern Expedition to Huainan was about to reach its final decisive moment, and their excitement kept them awake all night.

    Only Yan Liang fell asleep, and when he woke up, it was already bright.

    After cleaning up and washing up, Yan Liang was wearing black armor and a red cloak on his back. He was holding a green dragon knife and walked out of the tent with his head held high.

    At this time, the soldiers of each camp were already full and were marching out from each camp in an orderly manner and gathering towards the predetermined location.

    Yan Liang raised his sword on his horse and, followed by Zhou Cang, Hu Che'er and other Tiger Guard soldiers, rode his horse straight out of the camp and headed south of Shouchun City.

    Behind him, groups of excited soldiers, with their boiling blood, like a trickle, entered from the camps and converged towards the south of Shouchun City.

    Finally, the small streams converged into a sea a few miles south of the city.

    60,000 cavalrymen straddled the open land with a radius of several miles in the south of Shouchun City. Their huge momentum was like an overwhelming dark cloud.

    The cold light reflected by the dense iron armor almost blocked the sun's rays.

    The billowing flags were like roaring waves, roaring one after another.

    That big flag with the word "Yan" flying arrogantly over the battlefield.

    The morale of the officers and soldiers of the three armies has reached its peak. The rolling military spirit is like an invisible tide, rushing towards the enemy on the opposite side.

    In the fortress in the southeast of the city, Taishi Ci, who was stationed on horseback and carrying a sword, had a heavy expression.  What flashed in his eyes was not hope, but sadness and solemnity.

    Last night, Guan Yu was eager to return to his army.  The entire army had withdrawn from the camp. In order to maintain the power of the horns, Taishi Ci was ordered to lead 2,000 troops and take over the camp.

    This also means that at this time, only Zhou Yu and only four thousand soldiers and horses are left in Shouchun City.

    What they have to face is advancing from the south.  Sixty thousand people, an enemy ten times larger than ourselves.

    Even the resolute and fearless Taishi Ci faced ten times the number of enemies.  There was also a trace of fear in my heart.

    Tai Shici didn¡¯t know what the point was if he continued to resist like this.

    Maybe it¡¯s because of his friendship with Sun Ce, or maybe it¡¯s because of the so-called reputation that made him reach this point.  Taishi Ci still chose to stand here.  Fight the last battle for Zhou Yu.

    A few miles away, Yan Liang stood on horseback with his sword drawn, but his knife-like face showed confidence and solemnity.

    Having fought with Zhou Yu for so many years, at this moment, there is no need to leave any room for that troublemaker who claims to be of noble birth.

    Those who deserve to die will eventually die.  I will show no mercy to anyone who stands in my way.

    The Green Dragon Sword was raised high.  Yan Liang pointed forward.

    Orders were passed down from level to level, the flags wavered, and the rumbling sound of war drums rose into the sky like thunder.

    The 60,000-strong army began to advance simultaneously towards Shouchun City and Taishi Ci Camp in the southeast of the city.

    With the absolute advantage, there is no need to adopt any tactics of defeating them one by one. Yan Liang will use ten times the force and an unprecedented violent attack to crush all the enemies inside and outside the city.

    Under the cold gaze, the huge military formations began to slowly advance towards the enemy. The huge towers and vehicles made a squeaking sound and slowly moved up like old cattle.

    There was panic at the top of Shouchun City.

    The remaining 4,000 Zhou troops have not yet begun the battle, but most of their fighting spirit has been frightened by Yan Jun's mighty momentum.

    In front of the South Gate Tower, Zhou Yu held his sword tightly, his handsome face no longer showing any trace of confidence, except that it was still heavy.

    Standing in the midst of panic, what Zhou Yu felt in his heart was incomparable sadness.

    Jiangdong's army, which once numbered more than 100,000, now only has a few thousand men under his command, and among the rain-like forest of generals, only Taishi Ci is left.

    The glory is gone, only decline remains.

    Zhou Yu's heart was filled with a feeling of impending doom.

    Facing the vast sea of ????people outside the city, Zhou Yu couldn't help but feel a bit of fear in his heart. For a moment, he even had the idea of ??surrendering.

    But immediately, the figure of Xiao Qiao appeared in his mind. In his imagination, those scenes of Xiao Qiao being ravaged by Yan Liang cut his self-esteem like a knife blade.

    "Take away my love and destroy my reputation. How can I, the son of a well-known family, Zhou Yu, surrender to a humble man like you, a thief of beauty? I, Zhou Yu??I'll stay with you till the end¡ª¡ª"

    Hatred burned like fire, and a fierce light flashed in Zhou Yu's eyes.

    He drew his sword angrily and shouted sternly: "You sons of Jiangdong, if you are a man, please give me the courage to fight these enemies to the death -"

    Zhou Yu roared at the top of his lungs, trying to inspire fear in the soldiers and force them to show their determination to die.

    However, what responded to Zhou Yu was not the roaring and tsunami-like shouts of death as imagined, but a complete silence.

    The frightened soldiers seemed to have their nerves stretched to the extreme and could not hear Zhou Yu's shouts at all.

    Zhou Yu's passionate heart immediately cooled down.

    At this time, Yan Liang no longer allowed him to reminisce about the desolate time. On the front line of Nancheng, the densely packed Yan family troops were already rushing towards the city head like a tide.

    The dry camp in the southeast of the city was the first to be attacked.

    Veteran general Huang Zhong was ordered to lead an army of 20,000 to launch an unprecedented attack on the Zhou army in the dry camp.

    At the forefront, more than 10,000 sword and shield bearers, holding a shield in one hand and a ring-headed sword in the other, charged forward with shouts against the locust-like arrows in the enemy camp.

    The arrows clanked and bounced off the shield, but there were still unfortunate warriors who were hit by the flying arrows and fell to the ground screaming.

    The medical soldiers who followed quickly rushed forward to rescue the person who was hit by the arrow. The remaining soldiers continued to rush forward despite the rain of arrows.

    If there were more than 10,000 troops from Guan Yu in the camp at this time, they would naturally be able to use an airtight rain of arrows to block Yan Jun's attack.

    "It's a pity that all the troops in the camp at this time are only 2,000 Zhou troops. This is the strength.  How to stop the mad rush of thousands of people.

    After a charge, the sword and shield fighters rushed to the outside of the enemy camp and began to use the ring-shou sword in their hands.  He desperately chopped off the triple antlers arrayed around the camp.

    At this time, the crossbowmen following behind also entered the shooting range. More than three thousand crossbowmen fell behind the sword and shield men and began to suppress the enemy's long-range arrow attacks with raindrops of arrows.

    Triple antlers.  Two layers were chopped down in the blink of an eye. As long as the last layer was chopped down, Yan Jun could reach the front line of the camp gate without any obstruction.  How could a mere camp gate block the tide of tens of thousands of people rushing into it?

    At this time, Huang Zhong, who was commanding from a distance, saw this and raised his sword.  Half of the ten thousand soldiers and horses will be left.  He also ordered to rush forward and joined the team rushing to the camp.

    The addition of 5,000 new troops has greatly enhanced Yan Jun's combat power. The remaining antlers have been chopped down and almost all are gone.

    Tai Shici in the camp was very anxious. He knew very well that the strength of the two armies was too disparate to continue to resist so simply.  Failure is just around the corner.

    Thinking of this, Taishi Ci gritted his teeth.  He got on his horse and shouted: "Brothers, follow me out of the camp and kill these enemy thieves¡ª¡ª"

    Amidst the loud shouts, Taishi Ci jumped on his horse and brandished his sword, and rushed towards the camp gate.

    The originally closed camp gate suddenly opened wide, and Taishi Ci led more than a thousand Zhou troops to fight back with their last courage.

    The more than 10,000 Yan troops on the front line of the antlers were already terrified by the Zhou army. They huddled in the camp and did not dare to show their heads. They devoted themselves to cutting down the antlers.

    But unexpectedly, Zhou Jun was about to make a final desperate struggle and actually rushed out.

    The rushing Zhou army temporarily disrupted Yan Jun's pace. Taishi Ci relied on his unstoppable bravery and used his sword to wildly harvest heads.

    A thousand Zhou troops, but Yan Jun near the camp gate fell into a short and hasty battle.

    More than a hundred steps away, Huang Zhong saw this scene, with a disdainful sneer on his old face.

    This is what he has been waiting for.

    "Commanders of the Yan family army, the last battle is now. Follow me to kill the generals and kill all the remnants of the Wu people¡ª¡ª"

    Amidst the angry roar, Huang Zhong waved his horse and shot out electricity.

    The remaining 5,000 elite infantrymen burst into formation and surged up like a tidal wave.

    Five thousand elite Changsha soldiers followed the veteran general Huang Zhong and rushed straight to the camp gate. Huang Zhong was like a towering iron tower, swung his horse straight and cut straight into the rebel army.

    There was a loud killing sound, and the tragic sound shook the sky.

    The addition of five thousand backup troops quickly reversed Yan Jun's hasty situation. The soldiers, who were ten times more than the enemy, began a crazy counterattack.

    The short-lived madness of the Zhou army was soon overwhelmed by the endless enemy and the tide-like offensive. The more than a thousand Zhou army was forced to retreat step by step, and retreated step by step towards the camp.

    The enemy's camp gate has been opened and the loopholes have been exposed.After grasping this point keenly, he told the soldiers not to cut off the antlers, but to force the retreating enemy to rush in through the camp gate.

    At this time, Taishi Ci was covered in blood, and he had cut off countless heads with his sword.

    However, even though he is brave and unparalleled, it is difficult for him to support the toppling building with his own strength.

    Countless Yan troops, regardless of life and death, rushed in wave after wave, forcing Taishi Ci and his remaining soldiers to retreat step by step, and finally retreated into the camp.

    At this time, Huang Zhong saw the opportunity and rushed forward before the enemy tried to close the camp gate.

    Amidst the loud shouts, Huang Zhong swept out the long knife in his hand like a wheel, sweeping down the enemy soldiers on the left and right who were trying to close the camp gate like fragile straw.

    In the splashing blood mist, Huang Zhong rushed out like a murderous god. No one dared to block his sword.

    Behind him, a surging tide of soldiers and soldiers from Yan's army rushed in, like a torrent from a collapsed embankment, pouring in through the camp gate.

    The enemy camp has been destroyed.

    The last line of defense was broken through, and the remaining fearful Zhou army was left with the fate of being killed.

    Seeing that the whole army was defeated, Taishi's heart was as compassionate as a knife. He scolded the defeated soldiers with all his strength and bravely killed Yan Jun who rushed forward.

    But all his struggles seemed so insignificant. In the face of collapse, even if he tried his best, he could not save himself.

    At this time, Huang Zhong, who was riding a horse and killing like crazy, had already locked onto Tai Shici. The unstoppable enemy general aroused his boiling fighting spirit.

    With a long roar, Huang Zhong rode his horse and wielded his sword, stepping on the bloody road under his feet and heading towards Taishi Ciji to kill him.  (To be continued.)
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