Three days ago, Yu Fuluo sent an envoy to send a letter of war, and the time and place of war were decided in advance by Yu Fuluo.

Zhou Yu did not hesitate to face the battle, but proposed an insignificant condition, which was to postpone the decisive battle from Chen to noon.

That's all.

The result is self-evident.

Yu Fuluo agreed happily that the barbarian army came to the valley to arrange the array just at 3 o'clock today, and it was exactly the beginning of noon when the formation was completed.

Because this place was the decisive battle location chosen by Yu Fuluo, the barbarian army was fearless and did not have to worry about the Han army's fraud or the use of conspiracies to set up ambush on both sides of the valley. The Qinglang Valley has a relatively flat grassland in a radius of dozens of miles, and there is no natural danger at all. If the Han army pretends to be clever and try to disperse the barbarian army's strength and annihilate it, it is tantamount to seeking death. Because the barbarian army's strength is three times that of the Han army, even if they divide the troops to chase and kill, they will still have more enemies and fewer enemies, and they will be sure to win.

In addition, this grassland was originally the territory of the tribes. Every grass and tree here is kept in mind in the hearts of the warriors of various tribes, Xi Luo and his 10,000 cavalry under the tent. Therefore, it was simply whimsical that the Han army wanted to use the terrain to win or set up an ambush in advance.

The reason why Yu Fuluo chose the decisive battle site in the valley was that he asked him to reduce the destruction of the grassland as much as possible so that the tribes can harvest grass for the winter. After all, this is a plump grassland on which the tribes rely on for survival. If they do not care about it themselves, how could they expect the Han army to pity this grassland?

Therefore, at the beginning of the war, the Han army retreated to the high ground on both sides of the valley and tried to avoid the edge. This made the barbarian army, whose morale was originally frustrated, jumped up and swung their swords, and rushed straight to the entrance of the valley to the south and rushed to kill.

They were not worried about the Han army's use of tricks, because this was their territory, which was equivalent to the doorstep of their own.

Do you still have to worry about being ambushed by the enemy when fighting at your doorstep?

"Boom--"

Hundreds of thousands of war horses galloped across the Qinglang Valley and trampled on it, causing the earth to tremble. The sound of horses trampling shocked the earth, and the tremor could be clearly felt within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Three hundred steps away, not far, not close, not close. The image that a normal person can clearly see is probably this distance.

Zhou Yu at the entrance of the valley, squinted his eyes all over his face, measuring the speed of the barbarian army's advance and the sharply shortened distance between the two sides.

Two hundred steps. One hundred fifty steps, one hundred twenty steps, one hundred steps.

Suddenly, Zhou Yu moved. He lifted the reins and clamped the horse's belly. The black-fat horse under his crotch suddenly moved. He rushed straight to the valley highlands in the west like lightning.

For most war horses, steep slopes that are dozens of feet high on both sides are difficult to move quickly, so they can only climb steadily. However, the black-fat horse under Zhou Yu's crotch lives up to the name of a divine horse. The two spirals under the belly do not have beautiful patterns, but the real BMW divine horse, crossing mountains and rivers like walking on the flat ground. At this moment, the black-fat horse showed its ability far beyond ordinary war horses, and walked as fast as flying. In a moment, he carried Zhou Yu to the high ground, then snorted, stopped on the high ground, and looked down at the barbarian army at the foot of the mountain with his master.

At this time, the barbarian army was approaching the valley entrance in the south, and could rush to the position where the Han army had arranged in the previous array in thirty steps. Suddenly, Zhou Yu drew out his sword, looked at Lu Su and Fa Zheng above the valley entrance opposite, and shouted loudly: "Beat the drum to help the formation, and the Fire Bull Formation will attack!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" Following Zhou Yu's order, the loud and intense fighting drums suddenly sounded on the high ground on both sides of the valley. The frequency of the drum beat was much faster than that of the barbarians, and it seemed urgent and urgent.

"Boom boom boom boom" However, after a loud bang rushing into the south valley outside the entrance of the valley, the drum beating on the battlefield of the Green Wolf Valley was overshadowed and was instantly submerged by a huge rumbling sound.

Then, a group of bulls with red silk tied on their horns rushed into the valley entrance, and hundreds of bulls with red silk tied on their horns appeared in the sight of the Han army. In an instant, more and more oxen with red silk tied on their horns rushed in like a flood and beast, rushing into the valley one after another, and then rushed into the front of the barbarian army.

It was not until this time that the Han soldiers saw clearly that each plowing ox had a roll of linen soaked with tinder oil wrapped around the tail, and red silk tied to the horns that could cover the eyes of the ox. Looking out of the valley, thousands of young and strong men led the plowing ox to stand outside the valley, and then lit the oil cloth on the oxtail rows, causing the plowing ox to get mad, bowed its ox horns, lowered its head and swooped into the valley quickly like a giant beast.

In just one cup of tea, there were no less than two thousand crazy bulls rushing in from the entrance of the valley, and they were still pouring into the valley.

At this time, the first batch of mad bulls who rushed into the valley had already broken through the front of the barbarian army and officially rushed towards the main army of the barbarian army. The more than 2,000 barbarian soldiers, even with long swords and iron armor and a horse under their crotch, were no match for the mad bulls at all. The two thousand warriors were attacked by mad bulls in the blink of an eye, and hundreds of barbarian soldiers were trampled to death by mad bulls and frightened horses. More than 300 barbarian soldiers were pierced by cow horns. Then more than 300 mad bulls continued to run wildly against the barbarian corpses, and the speed was still as fast as the wind, and the collision was still fierce and powerful. They bravely advanced with red silk, rushing forward, and invincible.

However, this is just an appetizer, a small try on beef heads, and the meal is still to come.

As the first wave of 500 mad bulls led the way and led the tide, the number of mad bulls rushing into the valley increased sharply, from the two thousand just now to three thousand. This is not all. There are no less than two thousand plowing oxen running and following up. Lu Su and Fa Zheng, who were standing on the high ground at the entrance of the valley, were the commanders of the mad bull army. Lu Su held the black flag, and every time he waved, fifty heads and tails caught fire, and red silk oxen rushed into the valley. Fa Zheng held the white flag. Every time he waved the flag, fifty young and strong oxen were queuing in front of the valley entrance, and then waited for Lu Su's orders. As long as Lu Su waved the black flag, he immediately ignited the cattle.

After two cups of tea, the Green Wolf Valley was extremely noisy. Surprisingly, the sound of war drums of the barbarian army stopped, and the oxhorns were silent at some point. The sound of shouting and killing was gone, and the sound of shaking and shaking of bowstrings also disappeared. There were only the sound of rumbling horses and screams, countless sounds of broken bones and broken bones, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling for help, and the sound of high-pitched roars of crazy bulls and the sound of war horses.

In the valley, three thousand mad bulls and 110,000 barbarians faced the storm. Although the barbarian soldiers were numerous, holding long swords, carrying bent bows on their backs, and supporting them with tall horses, the mad bull army was not afraid. But they saw them lower their heads and dive, with extremely sharp horns in front of them, with their backs arched, and their tails swung left and right, just like arrows leaving the strings, and they rushed forward, but no cow looked up at the sky. Therefore, even if there were 100,000 barbarians rushing forward, even if the sword was added, even if the horns were broken, even if they were covered with arrows and swords, they would never stop charging.

This Mad Bull Legion is the most brave legion in the world and the most powerful team.

However, the barbarian army, which is being frantically hit by the Crazy Bull Legion, may not know that most of these Crazy Bulls were trophies seized from the Barbarian Army camp in Chiyang City, and only more than 2,000 plowing oxes were purchased from the people at a high price. Now, after being equipped with some necessary equipment, these plowing oxen have transformed into the most brave legion on the battlefield.

At present, the Crazy Bull Legion dared to attack the 110,000 barbarians head-on with just a few thousand people, and they fought one-sidedly, running rampantly and invincible. Under their cow hooves, any enemy who dared to block the way forward would collapse, knock them over, trampled them to death, and then continued to move forward. Even if 100,000 war horses blocked the way, they still rushed up and overturned them to the ground, then crushed them, and opened a bloody road.

When the Crazy Bull Legion increased to 4,000 Crazy Bulls, more than 100,000 barbarians and Crazy Bull Legion launched the most cruel and bloody rush. More than 100,000 barbarians were crowded together, betting on the huge Qinglang Valley, and more than 3,700 Crazy Bulls just rushed to the middle of the valley at this moment. The Crazy Bull Legion, which was blocked from the road ahead, had no reason to take a detour. Since there was no way ahead, we would break through three thousand roads.

Compared with the rampant Crazy Bull Army, the soldiers of the Barbarian Army really wanted to let the road open the fire cattle pass, but unfortunately they were not strong enough. Once more than 100,000 horses charged, it was not easy to stop suddenly in the middle. In addition, the front and back were blocked, and the formation was chaotic. So many people were crowded together, so there was no room for the fire cattle to pass through. What's more, these crazy fire cattle did not only have one way, but went their own way, and once they were blocked, they would rush crazy. Among them, hundreds of crazy cattle were mixed in the middle of the barbarian cavalry, causing more than 100,000 barbarian troops to be in chaos. Many war horses were frightened and rushed with the crazy cattle, making the barbarian army even more chaotic. Every minute and every second, thousands of barbarian soldiers died tragically under the cow's hoof, horns or horse's hoofs.

For a time, the once quiet Green Wolf Valley transformed into hell on earth. Hundreds of crazy bulls were cut into beef by swords, and tens of thousands of barbarian soldiers were stepped into meat paste by crazy bulls and war horses.

When the last fifty fire cattle were released from the entrance of the south valley to rush into the valley, all five thousand fire cattle rushed into the valley, crushing from the southern end of the valley to the north end like a flood. Although more than five hundred fire cattle were killed by the barbarian army at this time, the casualties of the barbarian army were dozens of times that of the fire cattle. Moreover, as more and more war horses were frightened, the Mad Bull Legion had a larger number of reinforcements, which further aggravated the casualties of the barbarian army.

When the Mad Bull Legion all appeared, countless barbarian soldiers abandoned their horses and climbed up the valley highlands on both sides, trying to seize the way and fled. The barbarian army's rear formation turned its horse's head and hoped to escape from the valley entrance to the north. At this time, they seemed to have forgotten that there were 40,000 Han soldiers fighting cavalry on the valley highlands on both sides. One of the crossbow camps with more than 4,000 people had already captured the highlands on both sides of the valley entrance to the north when the fire bulls rushed into the valley. Then they set up the crossbow formation and shot and killed the barbarians who were trying to withdraw and escape.

In the midst of endless killing, the sunset slowly sets. At this time, the war in Qinglang Valley was coming to an end. The red blood stains in the valley were comparable to the sunset, and they were not inferior, and even brighter and brighter.

This is Zhou Yu's first big victory since he led the army, but this victory is enough to settle all problems.

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