Yellow-fat horse, iron spear.

With black armor, fiery red helmet tassels on his head, and the flag standing in the wind behind him, Li Yuan's image is not as handsome as a handsome man, but in the eyes of Sima Yin and the trapped Qin soldiers, it is as awe and trembling as the Yang Ji, the killing god from the sky.

"Brother Li, it's you!" Sima Yin's face was covered in blood, staring at the disbelieving eyes, and shouted excitedly at Li Yuan who was bleeding from the spear.

The endless fights and killings of half a day made Sima Yin exhausted. He knew very well that the Qin army was facing difficulties and no longer had any extravagant expectations for breaking through. At this moment, Yang Xiong might not be able to protect himself. Among the Qin army, Sima Yin could not think of anyone else who could turn the tide.

"Haha, Sima, but there is still the power to fight!" Li Yuan stood up on his horse, held up his spear, shouted loudly, and the yellow-fat horse was neighing, rolling his hooves and galloping out.

"Fight! Fight, fight!" Sima Yin was also inspiring when he witnessed Li Yuan's bravery. No man in the Qin Dynasty would like to be a famous general like Bai Qi? Sima Yin shouted, shouting and holding the war horse with his own soldiers. For a moment, the disappearing strength instantly returned to his courage, making him more energetic, just as if he had just stepped onto the battlefield.

"Big Qin, Da Qin, Da Qin!" The Qin generals shouted one after another, and there were bursts of war songs in the middle. Compared with the decadence just now, the morale of the Qin army began to recover because of Li Yuan's strength.

On the entire left-wing battlefield, there were three or four thousand Qin generals and soldiers who were divided and surrounded. When these Qin soldiers saw Li Yuan, they were invincible, and the hope of survival began to ignite in their hearts. Who would be willing to die if they could live well? Therefore, no matter how small the flame of hope was, it was like a cluster of dry firewood, which instantly triggered a surging fire.

The strong wind roars and the dark tide flows.

Gradually, behind Li Yuan, more and more Qin soldiers roared loudly, waving their weapons in their hands, and the stormy murderous intent echoed over the White Horse Ferry. The surging river water could not destroy their instinct for survival, and the bleak north wind could no longer cool their will to fight to the death.

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Once Huang Xin was unable to close, he was immediately killed by Li Yuan. The face of the Juyeze thief Peng Yue became blue and white. Unpleasant memories began to surge into his heart, and his steps couldn't help but slow down;

General Pu leaned on his horse and turned around and ran wildly. The emperor was chopped and killed like a mud, which made him frightened when he witnessed it from afar. Is this still a human being? Xiang Yu, who was the bravest of the three armies, came. Is he an opponent? What's more, he was himself, who lost his life for help. This deal is really worth it.

Cao Shen's anger hit his chest and was entangled by Gan Houbo and Zhou Xing's Qin army, and he saw that Li Yuan's tactics of attacking the weak enemy and sweeping the princes, but for a moment, he could not get out;

Guan Ying was still in shock. When he brought his lords to the right wing, he would not move closer to Li Yuan's central army. The news that Huang Xin was trampled into flesh paste made him feel extremely lucky. If it weren't for the lords coming to rescue him, Guan Ying's fate would be no different from Huang Xin.

Xiahou Ying drove the chariot and refused to give up. Unfortunately, four wheels could not run four legs. After following Li Yuan, Xiahou Ying could only do nothing.

At the moment when the situation reversed, Pei Gong Liu Bang was safely fighting with the drunkard Li Shiqi in the largest restaurant in Baima West City. The weather in autumn and winter began to cool down. A sip of strong wine removed the coldness on his legs, and then a few plates of good wine and dishes were added. This was the life that the king and prince lived.

Last month, King Xiong Xin of Chu met in Pengcheng and made an appointment to enter Guanzhong first as the king. This temptation made Liu Bang feel a little uncomfortable, with both expectation and scruples.

Is it better to have a king, prince, general and minister?

The decline of the Qin Dynasty was inevitable, but there were always some people who were ignorant of their appearances to become obstacles on the way forward. For example, Zhang Han, Li Youzhi, and Chen Sheng shouted this sentence, and took the lead in raising the banner of anti-Qin, but was killed. Xiang Liang wanted to be the great hero of Chu, calling himself Wu Xinjun, but his head was cut off. For example, Yang Xiong, Li Yuan and others, who were overestimated by their own ability, but fortunately this was the last time.

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White Horse West, High Slope.

It was once the Qin central army, but now it has become the last line of defense for the Qin army to cut off the rear. After Li Yuan led the front army to open the gap from the left wing, Yang Xiong and Wang Shang led the follow-up troops to follow up, and the troops responsible for defending were gradually taken over by the soldiers of Gan Houbo and Zhou Xing.

The labour of the rear was generally no one would take the initiative. In fact, if Li Yuan had not taken over the command of the Qin army, Gan Houbo, Zhou Xing would have broken out like other Qin army units. But now, these two Qin soldiers were surrounded by the heavy infantry of the counterattack of Liu Bang's army.

The weapons on the battlefield always operate in the law of one thing subduing one thing. The strong armor and thick shield of heavy infantry reduced the power of the Qin army's bamboo gun square formation. In the battle with the coalition soldiers who lacked armor, the Gan and Zhou troops were still able to retain some, but now they are in desperate situations.

The two soldiers who were originally fighting against the enemy were gradually oppressed together. The continuous fierce battles made more and more casualties. When the night fell completely, Gan Houbo carefully counted it and couldn't help feeling sad. One hundred and fifty-seven people, including soldiers who were seriously injured and unable to move. Zhou Xing's thigh injury made him very inconvenient to move, and after a long period of blood loss, his spirit gradually became weak.

"Old Gan, raise the flag a little higher, let the captain see that we are still fighting and we did not give up!" Zhou Xing's voice was weak, and the injury on his thigh made him very inconvenient to move. After a long period of blood loss, his spirit gradually became weak.

"Don't give up, don't give up!" Gan Houbo muttered silently, and a resolute look gradually surged on his old face. From Yongqiu to the white horse, from a small soldier to a military marquis, Gan Houbo's military experience has never had such ups and downs as in the past few months. It turns out that I can do it, it turns out that I am no worse than others, it turns out that I can still go to the battlefield with a smile.

"Old Gan, go, I'll stay!" Zhou Xing held the flagpole and stared at Gan Houbo and said. For a long time, Wang Shang, Zhou Xing and Gan Houbo competed with each other, chasing each other, and damaging each other and conflicted each other. But today, Zhou Xing suddenly felt that everything in the past was so beautiful that he even felt a little reluctant to leave.

"You, Brother Zhou, what did you say? I, Gan Houbo, are you afraid of death? Don't worry, my wife and children in my family have two brothers to take care of. Wait a minute, killing two more thieves will be worth it!" Gan Houbo rubbed his hands and looked at Zhou Xing with anger.

"Old Gan--!" Zhou Xing's eyes turned red and he almost burst into tears. If the two brothers had not secretly read Gan Houbo's letter that day, Zhou Xing would have probably not known that Gan Houbo's second brother Hou Zhong was killed in the battle of Dingtao not long ago, and his third brother Hou Uncle had died a year ago in the war in the South Vietnam War.

The three Gan brothers were still alive, and only the eldest, Gan Houbo. Now, Gan Houbo insisted on accompanying Zhou Xing until the last moment. Such a friendship made Zhou Xing, a man who was so strong that he couldn't help but wet his clothes.

"I won't say much, I have a bad voice and my singing is bad, but today, I will sing loudly: I will revive my old Qin, and my rivers and mountains, and my blood will not flow dry, and I will not fight when I die. I will revive my rivers and mountains, and my blood will not flow dry, and I will not fight when I die. There is a great Qin in the west, and it is like the sun rising, and a hundred years of national hatred will not be calm. The world is chaotic, so how can I get peace? There are sharp soldiers in Qin, who will compete for power?"

The battle song is low and desolate, spreading far and far away in the empty wilderness. In all directions, on the battlefield where the broken swords and corpses are hidden, the Qin generals, who are still seriously injured, are responding softly.
Chapter completed!