Chapter 800 Sandwiched in the middle

  The cavalry army of Xiaowei's Mansion facing the frontal hedge is actually less than that of Wei Jun, because part of the cavalry army of Xiaowei's Mansion is ranger, and they are arranged on the two wings as cover.

   But even though the number of people was slightly smaller, when the black and red tide hit Wei Jun, the moment the screams should have been loud, Wei Jun seemed to be strangled by the throat.

"kill!"

  Xia Houba glared angrily, raised his long spear, and stabbed straight at the Han army rushing forward.

  Wrapped in iron armor, the Han army only had one pair of eyes exposed, and there was no fear, no hesitation, or even emotion in those eyes.

  From these eyes, Xia Houba can be sure that this is indeed a fine cavalry.

  The cavalry of the Han army on the opposite side only raised their right hand to block the long lance stabbed by Xia Houba.

  He didn't even make a move to slow down the horse.

   Just like that, he charged straight at Xia Houba.

  The scimitar shone coldly under the sun, and it could be seen that it was an extremely high-quality knife.

  A weapon is one inch long and one inch strong.

   It stands to reason that if you use a knife to gain a long lance, you will suffer a disadvantage.

  But Xia Houba only felt a sudden shock in his hand, and the force coming from the opposite side was much stronger than he imagined.

   What's even more frightening is that the other party bumped into him without hesitation just after blocking his lance.

   It didn't look like he wanted to fight with himself as he imagined.

  Xiahouba is the chief general in the army. He is the same as the opponent. He is dressed in iron armor and has a first-class horse under his seat. How can he be inferior to the opponent?

  Although the other party was beyond his expectation, he reacted very quickly after all.

   Immediately follow the opponent's blocking action, stabbing smoothly, and seeing the timing, sweeping hard at the enemy!

  His military force was stronger than the opponent, and he took advantage of the long spear. The Han army on the opposite side couldn't hold back, and he was finally swept off his horse.

  However, the strength required was beyond his expectation. Xiahouba also almost lost his strength on the horse because he was controlling the spear with both hands, so he fell off the horse.

   It's just that he is very good at riding, his legs are strong, and the saddle at the back supports his lower back, so he can hold steady.

   "This Shu prisoner is so good, he must be the leader of the army, I can't let him get up!"

  Xia Houba also said that he met the enemy leader in the first meeting, and immediately his thoughts turned, and he stabbed again with a long spear, directly knocking down the soldier who was about to struggle.

  A horseshoe the size of a bowl suddenly stepped into sight, Xia Houba's heart trembled, and he raised his spear to block it.

"when!"

  A red shadow passed by with a flash of a knife, and the sound of the blades clashing made one's teeth shudder.

  Xia Houba was almost thrown off his horse again by the knife from the opponent!

   "What a lot of strength!"

  Xia Houba, who was rescued again by the high saddle behind his waist, broke out in cold sweat.

  The red shadow didn't stop at all, let alone turn around, and continued to rush forward without hitting a single blow.

   "This thief Feng, where did he find such a capable cavalry?!"

  Xiahouba finally realized something was wrong.

   It’s fine for everyone in Shu to wear armor. While controlling the knife with both hands, in addition to being able to sit safely on the horse’s back, they can even make various tilting movements of the body.

   Did you meet a monster? !

  Even a barbarian can't do this!

  Because the heavier the armor on the body, the less stable you will be sitting on the horseback, and you need more strength to fix yourself.

  Hu Qi has superb riding skills and can control the strings with both hands on horseback, but that is without heavy armor all over his body and at the same time slowing down the horse.

  If they were wearing heavy armor, it would be impossible for a barbarian to perform such actions on horseback at such a fast speed.

  Before he could understand, there was another rumor on the other side.

   This time, Xia Houba didn't dare to neglect again.

"when!"

  Xiahouba let out a muffled snort.

  …

  Has the best horses, the best protection, or Xiahou Bayou, who is the most skilled in the army, can only resist with all his strength, let alone those Wei cavalry?

  At the moment when the two armies collided, the forwards of the Wei army could still slightly block the impact of the Han army by relying on their numbers.

  But as more and more Han cavalry rushed into the formation, they continued to advance along the gap opened in front.

  The cracks in Wei Jun's military formation began to be enlarged and torn open, forming a large number of gaps.

  The red-armored cavalry of the Han army, as long as they don't fall off their horses, no one will stop.

  No one can see the faces under their masks, the only thing they can see is the pairs of cold eyes, like the blades in their hands.

  Wei army cavalry tried to stop them, but anyone who blocked them could only be knocked over, and the neck, abdomen, hands and feet were cut across the neck, abdomen, hands and feet by the extremely sharp machete...

  The smell of blood rises to the sky...

   "General, I can't stop it!"

  The guards who were forced to form a small circle to protect Xiahouba hissed.

   As soon as the guard's words fell, there was a "poof", and the arrow feathers shot from nowhere passed through his chest.

  Xiahouba looked up blankly, the red torrent had gone away, and the rangers on the two wings of the Shu captives began to outflank.

  Continuously throwing fire at the already fragmented Wei Army formation.

   Wei Jun, who was already struggling to get closer to Shuai Qi, was forced to disperse again and became chaotic.

   This is a fight that is not on a level at all.

  Except for the very beginning, Xia Houba was able to lead the striker to make some decent moves. When the red torrent rushed into the formation, it became a one-sided massacre.

   Unless the Wei army can stop the cavalry on the opposite side, they can only be ruthlessly harvested.

  The entry of Rangers means that the battlefield has come to an end.

  Using their maneuvering advantage, they kept chasing the rout, and at the same time, they dispersed the somewhat decent groups on the battlefield.

  Xiahouba's small group became the most eye-catching target on the battlefield.

   After all, the handsome flag stands there.

  The rangers of the Han army continued to disperse the Wei soldiers around the handsome flag, and then surrounded it.

  A white horse, white robe, holding a silver gun, and a knight wearing a hideous ghost mask separated the crowd and came to the front.

  He takes off the mask, and a young general reveals his true face.

  Although there are still two scratches on his face, this does not affect his handsome face, and even adds a bit of attractiveness to him.

   "The general situation is over, why doesn't General Wei surrender?"

   Zhao Guang asked a question.

  Xiahouba stood up straight, put his right hand on the long lance **** the ground, and held his head up:

   "General Wei, did anyone surrender to the captives?"

  Look at the dead horse beside Xiahouba, and look at the blood dripping from Xiahouba's right thigh even though it has been bandaged.

  Zhao Guang showed admiration in his eyes: "A true warrior, dare to ask the name of a strong warrior?"

   "General Wei Xia Houba!"

   "So it's General Xiahou..."

  Zhao Guanggang wanted to say "disrespect", but he suddenly felt that something was wrong, "Xiahouba? Are you Xiahouba?"

   "Exactly."

  Xiahouba was defeated and besieged, his heart was already ashamed, but when he saw the opponent's general, he was actually such a handsome man, he was already convinced by him.

  Seeing that after the opponent's victory, he treated himself so politely, without any look of bullying, and he felt even more admiration in his heart, thinking that such a person should be the famous Feng Yong.

  Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Guang heard the name of Xiahouba, old and new hatred immediately came to his heart, and he held up his silver gun and cursed at Xiahouba:

   "Good thief, you have made me suffer so much!"

   Zhao Guang was about to rush up while yelling curses.

  Xia Houba was taken aback immediately, who are you?

   It's just that Xiahouba's personal guards are so careless when they see the enemy general.

  Furthermore, their generals never said they would surrender, so they all raised their weapons at once, and when Zhao Guang gave an order, they would all be destroyed.

  Zhao Guangma couldn't lift it up quickly, and immediately shouted angrily: "Arrow!"

   Immediately, someone handed over the longbow.

   "Xiahou thief, let me ask you, will you surrender or not?"

  Zhao Guang picked up his bow and arched his arrows, the strings of the arrows were stretched tightly, his face was ashen.

  Xiahouba already intended to die in battle, but now that he saw the other party like this, he felt even more insulted in his heart, and immediately shouted:

   "My father died in battle with the Shu captives, and my brother also died in the war with the Shu captives. I am a loyal and loyal family, and I have a hatred against the Shu captives for killing my father and my brother. How can there be any talk of surrendering thieves?"

   "This is what you asked for, you can't blame me!"

  Zhao Guang sneered.

  At this time, someone separated the crowd and said something in Zhao Guang's ear.

  Zhao Guang's complexion suddenly changed, and he jumped up and said:

   "This guy has hurt me too much, why should my brother keep him!"

   It’s just that he jumps back to jump, but he dare not go against his brother’s intention:

   "Come on, unload all their weapons!"

  Xiahouba laughed loudly: "The Shu captives want to win me?"

   Immediately, he snatched the guard's ring knife with his backhand, and wanted to wipe it on his neck with his backhand.

  Unexpectedly, someone was faster than him, but with a bang, an arrow feather shot into his right shoulder, knocking him to the ground on the spot.

   "Take them all down!"

  The Han army swarmed up, and those personal guards were no opponents, they were all controlled and unable to move at the moment.

  Zhao Guang walked up to Xia Houba, sneered and said:

   "If you want to die, you have to ask the arrow in my hand first!"

  Xiahouba glared at Zhao Guang: "The thief dares to keep his name?"

   "Your Ah Weng's surname is Zhao, and his first name is Guang."

   "Zhao Guang?"

   "That's right." Zhao Guang waved his hand triumphantly, "Take it away!"

  The fine cavalry under the city were killed by the opposite Han army in the shortest possible time, and the morale of the defenders in Yuezhi City suddenly dropped.

   With no hope of defending the city alone, they finally left the city and surrendered.

   "Brother, that Xiahou thief is the most hateful, and he doesn't want to surrender, so why keep him?"

   Zhao Guang won the battle, but his ideas were not very clear.

   After running outside for so many days, he was finally able to go to the city to rest. Feng Yong was lying on the couch, drowsy.

  Unexpectedly, Zhao Guang kept whispering in his ear, which kept him awake for a long time, so he turned over uncontrollably and cursed:

   "Can you be a little promising? He took Yuezhi City back then and made you ashamed. Now, haven't you defeated him face to face? Why are you still holding on to others?"

  Zhao Guang was choked for a while, and then he said resentfully:

   "The younger brother just feels that he can't let go of this tone. This guy who lost the battle is swearing. Why do you still let him eat and drink well, let him heal his wounds, and let him suffer more?"

   "If the wound is not treated in time, what if he gets tetanus?"

  Feng Yong replied angrily, "You think I think so? It's just this person... Sigh!"

  Zhao Guang blinked, a little confused: "Remember, brother has mentioned this Xiahouba more than once. Could it be that brother has something to do with this Xiahouba?"

   "What relationship can I have with him?" Feng Yong said, and then felt that something was wrong, "It has something to do with it."

   "Is it really related?"

   Zhao Guang suddenly became interested.

  Let me just say, elder brother still loves... No, elder brother can't see my younger brother swallowing this breath in vain, there will always be a reason.

   "It doesn't have much to do with me, but it does have a lot to do with Siniang."

   "Si Niang?"

  When Zhao Guangcha heard Xia Houba self-reported his name, his simple mind was full of "You are a good thief, you have today", and he was about to get revenge, but he couldn't think of anything else.

   Now when Feng Yong mentioned Zhang Xingyi, he suddenly realized: "Oh, I forgot, this Xia Houba is Si Niang's uncle."

   "It's good to know."

  Feng Yong glared at him.

  Zhao Guang understood, and suddenly he was embarrassed: "The elder brother was before the battle, why didn't he remind the younger brother?"

   "Before the battle, he was our mortal enemy. Did he remind you to tie your hands? If you really want to die in the battle, it is also a battle between the two armies, and the weapons have no eyes."

   "But he was defeated and captured. Others may kill him, but I can't kill him. Otherwise, how will I face Siniang in the future?"

  Feng Yong clicked his tongue and said helplessly.

   "That's true." Zhao Guang nodded, "Even if Si Niang has never met her uncle, I don't mind. But in the future, I will always face Mrs. Xiahou..."

   "Yeah..." Feng Junhou responded, "This grandma... 咕咕咕..."

  Feng Junhou already felt that something was wrong when he said the word "Gu", but he couldn't turn his mouth around at this moment, and after a few "cuckoo"s, he glared at Zhao Guang: "What do you mean?"

  Zhao Guang looked at Feng Yong and smiled, then turned and ran.

   "Don't run!"

   Feng Junhou, who became angry from embarrassment, was no longer sleepy or asleep. He rolled over and lay down on the bed, "Where are you going?"

   "Brother rest for now! My younger brother is going to beat that Xiahouba to vent his anger!"

  Zhao Guang's voice came from afar, "Don't worry, don't beat him to death!"

  The news of Xiahouba's defeat and capture spread far faster than that of Hu Zun, who was leading the infantry.

   He received news from Yuezhi City and Jingyang City.

  The news is not the army of Shu captives, but the news of this east and west is like two armies of Shu captives, which made Hu Zun dizzy.

"lost?"

  Hu Zun looked at the snot-nosed and tearful Jingyang Hu guard in front of him, and asked blankly, "How did you lose it?"

   It is understandable that Wushi City is lost, but isn’t it just the right thing to give Jingyang City an early warning?

  How could you lose two cities in two days?

   "The Shu captives who attacked Wuzhi City were elite soldiers. They had siege equipment and could make thunder. They were a hundred times more powerful than ordinary Thunderbolt chariots, and they could easily break through the city walls."

   "Jianzhi's soldiers in the city listened to the thunder and were distracted. The most important thing is that someone secretly communicated with the Shu captives!"

General Hu Shou threw himself in front of Di Hu Zun, crying, "The thief lost Wuzhi City, fled to Jingyang City, and secretly opened the city gate for the Shu captives, so that's why the Shu captives rushed in. "

   "Then how did General Xiahou lose?"

  Hu Zun looked at the escaped soldiers of Yuezhi City again, and asked dumbly.

   "The Shu captives led by Feng thief were not suspicious soldiers, but elite soldiers, and their cavalry was extremely elite. General Xiahou personally led the cavalry to charge the battle, but was dispersed by Feng thief..."

   "Elite soldiers! This is also an elite soldier, and that is also an elite soldier. Where did so many elite soldiers come from? Did they fall from the sky?"

  Hu Zun hadn't waited for Su Bing to finish speaking, and he couldn't help roaring, "Or Feng Zei knows the art of ghosts and gods, summoning ghost soldiers and ghost generals?"

   "The cavalry army of the Shu captives indeed had a general with a hideous face, as if from the underworld..."

   "You fart!"

  I led the soldiers from the south to the north, and then from the north to the south. This is still halfway. You just tell me that there are elite soldiers from Shu at both ends, and the cities on both sides have already been destroyed?

  You put me in the middle, what do you mean? !

  (end of this chapter)