After Wang Ling's death, the situation on the battlefield in Longxi City gradually changed.
Although the entire war situation is still in a stalemate, the 60,000 Liangzhou army cannot be completely defeated overnight.
But no matter what, the balance of victory in the entire battle has gradually tilted.
During the cold weapon war, the most crucial point for victory: morale 珰 When Yang Qiu's sword suddenly hit a large axe, he suddenly felt that his arms were numb from the shock, and his mouth was in constant pain.
Looking closely, he saw a monster covered in satin gold steel, shooting out disdainful light from the two faint steel eye holes.
"A common man is brave enough to be a general."
There was a roar of disdain from the steel helmet.
In the next moment, Yang Qiu saw the monster's big ax pointing straight into the sky, and then slashed at the Huashan Mountain with a huge force.
Press yourself hard Normally, Yang Qiu would definitely look for an opening in the enemy's favor to attack and rescue him.
But facing this invincible monster, Yang Qiu could only grit his teeth and raise his sword horizontally, intending to block this fatal blow.
But Yang Qiu underestimated the general's force and the power of the ax in his hand.
When the sharp ax struck the broadsword, sparks flew out in an instant.
But the next moment, Yang Qiu felt that his hands suddenly lost their support.
When he looked up again, he only saw the bright ax reflecting the sunrise on the horizon.
With a bloody light, after cutting off the big knife in his hand, the remaining force continued to slash towards his face.
And the next moment, no one heard Yang Qiu's miserable howl.
On the contrary, the war horse under his crotch screamed in pain, and before the neighing ended, everyone present saw that Yang Qiu's entire body, including the man and the horse, was split alive by the man into two pieces of the horse.
The blood immediately spurted out quickly, as if it had been crushed by a huge force, turning into a rain of blood that soared into the sky.
The monster rushed out of the blood rain, with blood flowing all over its body, as if it had taken a bath in blood, which was shocking to the eye.
After seeing this man's violent methods, everyone retreated in panic, and no one dared to challenge him.
"Gong Ming, it's too bloody.
Without the head, how can we calculate the military merits?"
Zhang Liao had already entered the Chinese army from the side.
Seeing Xu Huang's scene, he couldn't help but said.
"It's nothing.
The remaining half of the body is enough to prove it."
Xu Huang still replied in a low voice, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Heng who was commanding the formation of his subordinates in the distance.
"Give me this great achievement."
Zhang Liao naturally saw Zhang Heng, and saw that there were not many heavy armored cavalry around Xu Huang, and said happily: "Without a powerful attack, you can't get in front of Zhang Heng.
His head, Brother Gongming, please let me just harass the wandering Yanbei cavalry."
Xu Huang knew that Zhang Liao was right.
At this time, he was wearing heavy armor and lacked mobility.
Once he was surrounded by light cavalry, he would probably be surrounded and killed because of his slow reaction.
From this, Xu Huang also smiled openly and said: "Wen Yuan is too modest, but let me tear open this channel for you to gain power."
After saying that, Xu Huang accelerated again, and with a momentum that was unmatched by ten thousand people, he fiercely charged into the enemy's cavalry formation.
Zhang Liao, on the other hand, accompanied Xu Huang.
With his skillful equestrian skills, he was like a fish in the water, able to shuttle through the enemy formations with ease.
Whenever there was an enemy in his way, he would kill him with one strike and never missed.
But when Xu Huang had run out of momentum, he suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Zhang Heng.
This time, Zhang Liao did not hold back any more, and swung his broadsword into an airtight sword formation, driving away all the enemy cavalry standing in front of him.
For a moment, chopped weapons, splashing blood, and broken limbs flew together, and Zhang Liao was like a meat grinder, killing Zhang Heng from behind.
At this time, Xu Huang stopped to kill, and within a foot, blood flowed into a river.
But the next moment, he suddenly discovered that there were no invading enemy troops around him.
When he looked up, he saw that Gao Shun's heavy armored infantry had also rushed in.
With swords and arrows coming down, they were killing the enemy troops so that they could not take another step forward.
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"I'm afraid Wen Yuan won't be able to take Zhang Heng's head this time."
Gao Shun looked at Zhang Liao's killing power and couldn't help but wipe out a teasing smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Why is this?"
Xu Huang was stunned and asked as he put away his ax.
"Look."
Gao Shun raised his hand and pointed, and Xu Huang immediately turned his head to look.
On the right side of Zhang Heng, a black and white murderous shadow was seen, and it was like a ghost roaring across the entire battlefield.
Wherever it passed, the enemy's weapons, corpses, and even horse heads, clothes and armor were all thrown into the sky as if they had been swept by a hurricane.
This scene is like the power of God descending on the battlefield, with thunder and lightning flashing and the heaven and earth being merciless.
Everything is like a dog On the battlefield, the life of a soldier is definitely worse than that of a pig or a dog.
At this moment, Zhang Liao hated him even more
Because the big knife in his hand only needs one more inch to completely kill him.
But the feeling of losing the power of the knife is really as if someone has robbed the beloved woman, and he hates it a hundred times more.
"Who stole my merit?"
Zhang Liao suddenly raised his head and shouted without even looking.
But when he finished roaring, he saw Zhang Heng's body hanging like a shrimp, with a big black and cold gun covered with silver threads.
The anger on his face immediately turned into deep helplessness: "My lord, a gentleman will not stand under a dangerous wall."
"I'm not a gentleman."
After killing Zhang Heng, Ma Chao looked around, but still couldn't find Cheng Gongying's banner.
He immediately said to Zhang Liao: "Currently, Cheng Gongying's head still has some value.
If you Can’t get it yet” "Brother, we are here" At this moment, Ma Chao suddenly heard Ma Dai's voice.
He looked up and saw smoke billowing in the distance, and the leaders were Pang De and Ma Dai.
What's even more strange is that the two of them have a head tied to their crotches on their horses.
Seeing this, Zhang Liao sighed deeply: For people of Pang De and Ma Dai's status, the heads tied to their horses are definitely not the heads of ordinary generals and lieutenants.
The only possibility is that "Both Cheng Yi and Cheng Gongying were beheaded by someone.
If you are stubborn, you will be killed today."
Pang De shouted loudly while galloping, but when he said this, he deliberately kept silent.
"Kill kill kill" Pang De didn't say anything, so naturally there were more than 30,000 Xiliang cavalry behind him who spoke on his behalf.
After these three shouts, the morale of the Ma Jiajun who was fighting fiercely became louder, while the morale of the Liangzhou Army, which was stubbornly resisting, dropped sharply and became panicked.
"Zhang Heng, Yang Qiu, and Yan Huan are all dead.
If you don't surrender, how can we wait?"
Ma Chao heard Pang De's voice and immediately raised his gun and shouted.
When Zhang Liao, Xu Huang, Gao Shun, Li Chi and others heard Ma Chao shouting like this, they couldn't help but raise their weapons at the same time and raise their arms and shout.
Then, all the Ma Jiajun present shouted loudly, and under the pressure, a sea of sound swept across the entire battlefield.
All the Liangzhou troops who were still hesitant saw that the situation was over and followed the example of those veterans, throwing down their weapons and kneeling down.
"The general is so powerful that he is willing to surrender."
"The general in heaven is invincible.
He only begs to spare our lives."
"The Yongliang family hopes that the general will ignore the past grudges."
There are different voices asking for surrender, but the meaning is the same.
Ma Chao saw tens of thousands of people bending over him, and a dreamlike feeling surged in his heart.
He couldn't help but sigh: "From now on, Yongliang and Yongliang are one, and from now on, the northwest will be forever in flames of war." s: Back to Mingyue Xin, Ma Chao is not a chemist, and if thermal weapons were developed in ancient times, there would be no thrill of iron-blooded conquest; back to Lao Wu 77, Ma Chao will definitely change history when he travels through time, don’t worry about this; Hui Qu Jin , Yinqiu will definitely be able to code words with no distractions
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