clang!

"Uncle, stop, I beg you, I can't fight anymore!" Tens of thousands of infantry and cavalry fought fiercely in the back of the Wuwei Army. Fan Yong rode his horse and raised his sword to hold Fan Chou's sword and begged anxiously.

Fan Chou clenched his back teeth and wanted to break free from the sword that was held by Fan Yong, but his martial arts was no match for Fan Yong at all. In addition, his old age and weak strength, he could never get rid of Fan Yong's entanglement. Until now, Fan Yong has been pestering him, but he can't beat him, and he can't shake him even if he fights, and he sticks to him like a dog skin plaster. He can't escape, and cannot lead his army to break through the rear formation, and work together with Li Jue in front of the formation to attack the Wuwei Central Army.

Fan Chou was very angry about this, but he did not angrily denounce his nephew Fan Yong, but felt relieved. Because Fan Yong followed him, he stood in front of him most of the time, and at least dozens of hidden arrows were knocked down for him. In this situation, it was better to say that Fan Yong was trying his best to protect his safety than to stop him from leading his troops to attack.

If you have such a son, you can still smile even if you die.

It is said that there is no father or son on the battlefield. In fact, father or son is father or son after all, and blood ties are hard to give up.

This is true for Fan Yong and Fan Chou, and this is true between Li Li and Li Jue’s uncle and nephew. With the many powerful generals under Li Li’s command, it is easy to capture and kill Li Jue, at least it is easy to succeed in assassinating Li Jue in the chaos. However, Li Li did not do this. Fan Yong in the formation was more obvious. He used the power of fighting Fan Chou to protect Fan Chou’s safety in person.

Different political views and selfishness is inevitable, fighting, killing and killing is inevitable. However, at the critical moment, relatives are relatives after all, and filial piety cannot be forgotten.

The Han people are extremely filial, which is a constant inheritance.

"Yong'er. You and I are their own masters, and they are different from each other. You know that you are fighting with me, but in fact, you protect my comprehensiveness everywhere. This move can't be hidden from Li Li's eyes at all. I'm afraid that he is extremely dissatisfied with you at this time. My father's will have made up. Why do you stop me in every way?" Fan Chou gasped and said helplessly.

When Fan Yong heard this, his expression changed slightly and he still stubbornly whispered: "Uncle, my elder brother Li Li is as deep as the sea and never fights a war that is unsure. Therefore, I dare to assert that the Xiliang army will be defeated in this battle. However, uncle, you lead your troops to surrender and wait for an opportunity to sneak attack our army's rear formation. This is something that my elder brother will never tolerate. Once your nephew leaves you, I am afraid that your life will be in trouble and it will be difficult to escape unstoppable. Therefore, my nephew must not sit idly by. Only by escorting you from the battlefield can I truly feel at ease."

"What do you mean is that Li Li wants to kill me?" Fan Chou pondered in surprise.

Fan Yong shook his head with a sad expression and said, "I grew up together with my elder brother and I know his temper. If my uncle insists on being an enemy of the Wuwei army and fighting to the death, my elder brother will definitely not be ruthless. But he will not do it himself. He just needs to send a Jinqiu Guard Marshal to achieve his goal. There are many experts in the Wuwei army. In terms of martial arts alone, even my nephew's martial arts can only rank ten behind, and he is not considered a real strong man. Therefore, my nephew begs to ask my uncle to lead troops out of the battlefield immediately. With my elder brother's broad mind, I will definitely not pursue today's affairs in the future. After all, my elder brother and I are sworn brothers. For the sake of emotion and reason, I will at most be punished to show punishment. The matter will be settled. Don't hesitate. The battle is at stalemate, so please make a decision immediately and retreat immediately!"

"Yong'er has this filial piety, and I am very pleased with my father. I, Fan Chou, spent half my life, and could not watch the Han Dynasty disappear. This time, I was loyal to the Han Dynasty. Yong'er doesn't have to stop me. It is said that life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in the sky. Instead of letting me watch the Han Dynasty decline with my own eyes, we should die in the battlefield today!" Fan Chou said generously with a stubborn opinion.

Then he took advantage of Fan Yong's loss of consciousness and suddenly waved his arm, swung his sword, galloped past Fan Yong's side, and led hundreds of personal soldiers to fight straight to Wuwei Central Army. At this time, the main force of the Wuwei Central Army was more than 20,000 infantrymen and thousands of crossbow soldiers under Zhang Liao's troops, and there were tens of thousands of giant shield soldiers who were urgently retracted on the periphery. In addition, there were thousands of baggage soldiers wearing half-leather armor in the northwest corner of the rear formation.

"Uncle, no!" Seeing Fan Chou riding his horse and swinging his sword, Fan Yong cried out. Unfortunately, Fan Chou ignored it at all, insisted on his own, and led his troops to continue fighting.

In an instant, Fan Yong felt a sense of powerlessness surged into his heart. On one side was his sworn brother and lord, and on the other side was his close relatives. Now both sides were in the same situation, but he was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do. At this moment, he suddenly realized Li Li's previous depression, fighting with his family, fighting for life and death. No matter who was in it, he would be difficult to make a choice and was suffering in his heart.

While wandering, Fan Yong suddenly saw the Wuwei baggage troops dispatched in the northwest corner.

It was a baggage soldier of 7,000 people, directly under Jia Xu's tent, responsible for transporting reserve weapons in case of emergency. At the beginning of the war, the baggage soldier had been huddling in the northwest corner, backed by the mountains, away from the main battlefield, and did not directly participate in the war. Even when Fan Chou led more than 30,000 infantry and cavalry to attack the rear formation of the Wuwei Army, the baggage soldier did not go out, but instead set up antlers and fences in front of the formation and put on a defensive posture. Therefore, the baggage soldier was not attacked by the Western Liang army, and seemed to be out of the matter, as if it had nothing to do with this battle.

However, such an inconspicuous baggage soldier suddenly started to act. Hundreds of soldiers wearing half-leather armor quickly moved away the antlers and removed the fence. The baggage soldiers rushed out and quickly formed a giant shield and spear formation. Immediately after the battle formation, thousands of heavy weapons appeared, and a general wearing black armor immediately jumped out of the formation and commanded seven thousand baggage soldiers to quickly advance to the rear of the Xiliang army led by Fan Chou.

After Fan Yong saw the abnormal movement of the baggage soldiers, his expression changed drastically, his face was pale, and he stared at the progress of the baggage soldiers in disbelief, and his eyes pressed against the black-armored general. At this time, the baggage soldiers were hundreds of steps apart from the Xiliang Army. Although Fan Yong could not see the appearance of the black-armored general, he felt that this person looked very familiar, and he should be a powerful general named in the Wuwei army.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Seven thousand baggage soldiers advanced steadily at the same pace, with giant shields in front and long spears behind, and bulky crossbows slowly moving forward.

Three hundred steps, two hundred steps, one hundred steps. One hundred and fifty steps.

"Golden Gu?" Faced with the dazzling sunshine, Fan Yong finally saw clearly the commander of the baggage soldiers. At the same time, he also saw that this baggage soldiers were not ordinary infantry, but a well-trained elite soldier. Especially the eight hundred infantry guarding around the crossbow chariot, they were extremely murderous. The progress and speed were exactly the same, and they could be called elite soldiers in a hundred battles. The most conspicuous thing was that these eight hundred infantry were wearing heavy black armor, with only one pair of eyes exposed, and the rest of their bodies were all wrapped in iron armor.

Among these 800 armored infantry, there was also a figure that Fan Yong was extremely familiar with, riding a horse. This person was the military advisor of the Wuwei Army - Jia Xu!

How could Jingu and Jia Xu appear here? Jingu was cut off his left calf by Lu Bu in the Battle of Bahe River. After careful calculation, he had been in bed for several months and his injuries should have been cured. But wasn’t he appointed as the guard of Wushuang City? Why haven’t he taken office yet? Instead, he is hidden among the baggage troops? Didn’t Jia Xu command the army to fight in the central army before? Why did he appear behind the army?

Suddenly, Fan Yong was puzzled and surprised.

"Stop! The crossbow cart comes out, the target is right in front of the Western Liang army, prepare arrows into the trough!" But when the baggage troops marched to a hundred steps away from the Western Liang army, Jingu raised his sword and immediately arranged troops to set up his formation.

After the crossbow cart was pushed into battle, he saw the golden sword swing and ordered: "Ten rounds of volleys, shoot arrows!"

"Swish swish swish!"

"Ah, it's not good! He drove——" I clearly saw the dark crossbow arrow suddenly rising into the air with a sharp whistling sound. Fan Yong suddenly screamed in shock, and hurriedly rode his horse and turned around to chase Fan Chou's figure.

Until this time, Fan Yong finally knew why the Wuwei Central Army shrank its troops and gathered under the flag, but allowed Fan Chou's Xiliang Army to break through the giant shield formation. It turned out that there was a surprise soldier in the rear formation, and its mission was to suppress the formation and stabilize the rear. The actual commander of this surprise soldier was military advisor Jia Xu.

At present, the head coach Li Li personally led the Jinqiwei to attack the Huben camp led by Li Jue. Fan Chou attacked and killed the central infantry from the rear, and the situation of the Wuwei army was worrying. Even Fan Yong thought that the central army was not safe, so he originally planned to return to the central army to rescue the central army, and he would defend the Wuwei flag no matter what. However, he did not expect that when the Wuwei army was in danger, Jia Xu led the last surprise troops to suddenly come out, and his target was the Xiliang infantry and cavalry led by Fan Chou.

Now all the infantry of the Wuwei Army have been hiding under the Central Army's commander flag. Fan Chou is leading his troops to pursue the victory, trying to join forces with Li Jue to break through the Wuwei Central Army. At this time, Jia Xu led this surprise soldier from the rear of Fan Chou's troops, and there were crossbows shooting and killing them on a large scale, while Fan Chou's Western Liang army was not wary of it.

Obviously, this is a must-kill game for one blow.

The Xiliang Army, which sneaked into the rear of the Wuwei Army, was in danger, and Fan Chou, as the leader of the army, was the target of crossbow arrows.

Seeing that his uncle was in danger, how could Fan Yong not be anxious?

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Fan Yong, who was riding a horse and swinging his sword, shouted loudly and rushed forward in a hurry, but was helplessly blocked by the dense Xiliang army and could not get close to Fan Chou, who was charging forward for a while.

"call---"

"Swoosh swish swish!"

The whistling sound of sharp crossbow arrows swept through the sky above Fan Yong's head, like a black cloud floating across the sky, and then fell and fell.

"Bang bang bang!"

Thousands of crossbow arrows rose to the sky, and then the arrows sank, tilting down like dense raindrops. The crossbow arrows made of pure iron were wrapped in huge force and roared and fell at a speed that was hard to find in the naked eye, instantly piercing the seemingly solid armor of the Xiliang Army and piercing into their bodies.

“Ahhhh——”

The Xiliang army, with high morale, saw victory in sight, and each of them was full of fighting spirit and fought hard. However, disaster fell from the sky, and a rain of arrows fell, instantly reaping the lives of hundreds of soldiers, causing a piece of naked ground to suddenly appear between the originally crowded military formations. Under the terrifying lethality of crossbow arrows, hundreds of soldiers on this piece of ground were spared, and all of them were nailed to the yellow land by crossbow arrows.

One of them was particularly conspicuous. There were more than ten crossbow arrows inserted around this person. The war horse under his crotch was penetrated by the crossbow arrows and immediately the horse's head was pierced into the soil and died. However, the person on the horse's back was caught in too many arrows, and several crossbow arrows pierced him and the war horse, and he was still sitting on the horse's back when he was dying. This person was Fan Chou!————— (To be continued)
Chapter completed!