For a Prosperous World

The curtain of the camp was opened, and an eight-foot-tall general came in, wearing paneled iron armor and a leather helmet, and handed a spear to the soldier outside the camp and walked in. In the camp.

"General." Hu Rong knelt down on one knee: "I don't know what the general called Hu Rong?"

"Wencai, if this time you can break the coalition, how do you know how to do it?"

Hua Xiong pretended to smile at Hu Yan with affection. Hu Yan is the same as Dong Zhuo's generals. They are considered to be the same robes, but at this time Hu Yan was temporarily transferred to be Hua Xiong's vice general.

When Hu Yan heard Hua Xiong's words, he became silent and smiled.

"Of course you know, but I don't know what you mean by that general?"

He extended his hand and pointed at the two, Hua Xiong lowered his body and said.

"Wencai, you and I have been together for many years. This time, I want to share with you."

After listening to Hua Xiong's words, Hu Yan was there, then he smiled and looked at Hua Xiong.

"Does this general take it seriously?"

"Of course it's true." Huaxiong stretched his hands over Hu Yan's shoulders.

"There is an army newspaper. One of the princes, Sun Jian, will attack our army. This army is coming together, and the troops are tired. I want you to lead our army to fight, and you will definitely win. By doing this, you will have a good job. Wencai, what do you think? "

Hu Yan's expression was excited. If he could break all the way, the princes would have done a great job. Looking at Hua Xiong's eyes was full of gratitude, just like watching the reborn parents.

Shen said, "General, I will defeat Sun Jian!"

"Hahaha, okay!" Huaxiong patted Hu Yan's shoulder deeply: "Wencai is really brave, this time I wish you victory and return!"

He lifted Hu Yan from the ground and said earnestly.

"By the way, Wencai, you have to remember that before fighting, you have to drink a cry before you fight for the first army vice admiral Hu Yan."

"This ..." Hu Yan hesitated, and asked, "General, why is this?"

"You drink so high, first you can definitely raise the morale of the soldiers, and second, you can let others remember your name, literati, you have to remember, in this world, merit is not enough, but you must have a reputation. Go high. "

As soon as Hu Yan's eyes lighted, he nodded clearly: "Yes, thank you General for telling me, Hu Yan will live up to the general's hard work."

"Just remember." Hua Xiong smiled and waved, "Go on."

"Yes!"

Hu Yan turned around and walked out of the account in a spirited manner, still thinking about how to drink in front of the two armies when he fell down, and how he would break the enemy.

Huaxiong stood with his back in his tent and watched Hu Yan go away, the smile on his face sinking.

Inexplicably, he laughed a little, maybe Hu Xiao, or himself.

He sat down wearily, looking at the long knife at the table.

He once read a book of soldiers with such a sentence written on it.

"What is a war, tens of millions of people die, and all the world, for a war. What is a general, death of one person, and all tens of millions, a general."

The meaning is not too much. That is the case. What is a war? Ten million people are dead. It is war that saves the world. What is a general? It is a general who dies and saves millions.

"Just kidding." Huaxiong grinned, eyesless: "How can there be such a general in the world?"

He used to believe, but now he doesn't believe it.

What a war is, tens of millions of people die, and become a king for war. What is a general?

But he did not know that in the past, there were indeed such generals.

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"tread."

The horse's hoof planed on the ground uneasily, turned up the dirt on the ground, his body armor and the blade of his hand were cold, so that people could hardly move.

On the horse's back, Sun Jian's ancient ingot knife was held high in front of him. The direction of the knife edge was a military department in front of Huolaoguan.

The military department seemed to have more than 10,000 people, and the leader was a general with an iron ridge spear.

"Master, I heard that Dong Zhuo Xianjun has no less than 30,000 people. Why is this the only thing?"

A member behind Sun Jian asked, leaning slightly behind Sun Jian.

Sun Jian frowned, with a heavy smile on his face.

"I don't know, but this time is only a tentative test. If there is a change, you can immediately retreat and you don't need to fight."

"Yes!" The Ministry behind him nodded.

The two armies confronted each other for a while. The people in Dong Zhuojun couldn't help but, the head-general waved a spear, and the horses under him took a step forward.

"I'm Xi Liangxian's army general Hu Hu! All the battles are here!"

"Bang!" The soldiers in Dong Zhuojun took a step, and the wind was chaotic.

Sun Jian's eyes were slightly closed, and the deputy general led the army. It seems that this army is indeed the main part.

"Follow me to defeat the enemy!" Hu Xie Lema raised his spear and sang loudly.

The horse's hoof fell, and a cloud of dust stepped on it. At the same time, the killing sound was drunk and deafening.

More than 10,000 soldiers rushed in at the same time, the smoke was soaring and the momentum was huge. After all, Dong Zhuojun's soldiers and soldiers are mostly the old Xiliang Ministry, which was originally a strong army, which is fundamentally different from many temporary units of the vassals.

Although Sun Jian's troops also experienced war, many people were pale before the army.

"Don't mess!" Sun Jian sounded like a tiger's howl, the ancient ingot knife in his hand made a burst of wind.

"Destroy the enemy!"

"Ahhhh!" There was a whistling in the military formation, and people like the tide rushed with the sword in their hands.

"what!"

Chang Cheng, who had been dreadful in that battle before, pierced the spear in his hand into a Xiliang Army's chest.

The knife in Xiliang's hand was also chopped on his shoulder.

The blood splattered and the face was warm, but often the imaging did not feel ordinary, and the spear was drawn out, watching the corpse of the Xiliang Army fall down, panting, and looking at countless figures around.

He didn't want to die, holding his spear in his hand, like holding the last straw.

Although this and the straw seemed ridiculous in the face of this almost unstoppable crowd, he didn't want to die.

"Oh!"

Countless arrow rains flew from the rear army, some were Dong Zhuojun and some were Sun Jianjun.

The arrow clusters are like rain, and the dark arrow shadows are like locusts, passing endlessly across the ground.

The troops that rushed forward would not be shot. In order to worry about accidental injury when the two armies fought, the archers of the rear army fired arrows at the rear army who did not rush up.

Of course, there will be some streamers shooting into the former army.

This is why even if you don't want to, the soldiers will rush forward. If you are in the front, you can mix them in the crowd. If you are in the rear, it will be more difficult to survive.

"Oh!"

Suddenly heard a breaking wind, Chang Cheng in the crowd raised his head.

In his eyes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A flying vector magnified in an instant, and only heard the sound of "噗", there was a sudden pain in his eyes.

But then it seemed as if I could not feel it, accompanied by the slow loss of strength.

Something was flowing on the face, but nothing could be seen in the eyes.

He knew what was going on, and at this point, he wasn't so afraid.

General Sun promised to treat my family well ...

Half the money, enough for half a year, so good ...

"boom!"

People fell to the ground, no sound, no one looked more, because there are no sound people everywhere in this place.

In this world, a life is half dead.

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