"Li Douqi! Your mother is here, waiting for you to come and eat with a hot pancake!"

"Shao Sanlang! Your wife was about to give birth the day before yesterday and gave birth to a fat boy for you! You Aye are waiting for you to come and go back and hug your son!"

"Thank you, the youngest woman! Your mother is here and I'll ask you to go home for dinner!"

Among the many big speakers, names were chanted in the local accent of Xuanhu. There was no loudspeaker in this era, and having big speakers only amplified the voices of people. However, at this battlefield, the battlefield was enough for the soldiers of Yuzhou soldiers to hear clearly what was shouting from the other side.

Next to the big trumpet, many men held the list and shouted desperately at the trumpet. The names written on the list were the names of the soldiers of Yuzhou who went out to fight. Because most of the soldiers were poor and their ancestors were illiterate, the names were very straightforward and repeated.

Most of the names that are straightforward and personalized are dustpans, iron forks, fruits, bitter peaches, etc. The popular ones are Dalang, Erlang, Sanlang, etc. This is the naming method of ordinary people.

Many loudspeakers heard sounds at the same time, chanting different names, and family members were desperately calling out the names of their men, sons, and brothers in front of the formation. The scene stunned the Yuzhou soldiers opposite.

At first they thought it was the enemy's fraud, and they asked the surviving people in Xuanhu City to come out and shout, tricking them into putting down their weapons and surrendering, and then they had a massacre. As a result, many people began to be at a loss when they heard familiar voices calling their names.

Within less than thirty steps, you could probably tell where the person who called his name was standing. The soldiers were anxiously looking for the source of the sound in the crowd, and soon saw a vague appearance.

Is it him (her)?

For several nights, many people were having nightmares, dreaming of their blood-covered relatives standing in front of them, crying about the tragedy that happened in Xuanhu City. As they listened, they felt their hearts were as if they were shattered, and then they woke up from the nightmare.

The heart-wrenching pain was constantly pounding the ground with both hands until the blood oozed out, and it could not cover the pain. I tossed and turned all the time, remembering the experience of my relatives, and then I red my eyes and sharpened my knife, in order to kill Xuanhu and kill the enemy soldiers with my hands to avenge my relatives.

So when we were about to go to war today, we were already determined to die with the enemy, but now...

Suddenly, a man threw the shield and a long sword in his hand and rushed out of the military formation, running towards the crowd in front of the Anzhou military formation. Liang Er, who kept calling his wife's name, fell while running, and soon got up and continued to run forward.

A woman in a civilian clothes ran out of the Anzhou military formation and faced Liang Er directly. As the distance approached, Liang Er's heart beat, because he clearly saw that the woman running towards him was indeed his wife Zhang Mengniang.

My wife is not dead? My wife is not dead!

Liang Er felt his eyes a little wet. At this moment, he saw two soldiers rushing out from behind his wife, holding knives and cards in his hands, as if he was going to chase and kill Zhang Mengniang. He was so anxious that he shouted "No", but he saw the two soldiers holding shields to block Zhang Mengniang.

With a "swoosh", an arrow was nailed to the shield, and then several arrows were shot at the crowd at the forefront of the military formation, but they were all blocked by the soldiers of Anzhou Army with shields.

"No! Don't shoot arrows!"

The Yuzhou military formation behind him suddenly became noisy and shouted loudly, but Liang Er didn't care about so much, and staggered and continued to run forward, hugging Zhang Mengniang who pushed away the shield and ran towards him.

The two cried and shouted each other's name. Liang Er hugged his wife and cried with joy. He couldn't believe that he could meet each other: "Meng Niang! I thought, I thought... Where is my mother?"

When his wife heard that Ye Niang was waiting for him to go back in the city, Liang Er's mind could no longer be turned. Wu Laoliu, who was fighting, said that his whole family was killed, why...

The shouts came again, and some soldiers from Yuzhou soldiers ran to the opposite side from their own army formation. More and more soldiers left the line, and the people in the Anzhou military formation also faced the relatives running from the opposite side. In the open space between the two armies, more and more people hugged each other.

The loudspeakers of the Anzhou military formation kept coming out of the name, and more and more soldiers rushed out of the Yuzhou military formation, and even some lower-level generals ran out.

This behavior is almost equivalent to surrendering to the enemy at the moment of battle. According to military law, some generals who were under the throne wanted to draw their swords, but when they saw the soldiers around them glaring, they knew that the situation was not good, they had to give up.

Seeing that a comrade had found his relatives on the opposite side, the soldiers who remained in the military formation were anxious and could no longer care about so many. They threw down their weapons and ran forward to reunite with their relatives who were said to have been killed.

In addition to constantly chanting the names of the Anzhou Army, the loudspeaker continued to repeat a few words.

"Soldiers of the Yuzhou Army! Your family is still waiting for you to go back to reunite in the city! Live well one by one, don't believe the rumors!"

"The King's Officer opened the warehouse and released the grain, and every family had food to eat! Everyone went back to have a reunion dinner!"

"Your relatives are here, don't delay!"

The shouts of shouts shocked the Yuzhou military formation. The formation, which was originally murderous and well-formed, was quickly disturbed by the continuous sounds, and then collapsed like a sand dune in the flood.

The commander of the Central Military Department and the general manager of Yuzhou, Heba Fuen, looked pale when he saw this scene. He did not expect that his army would be over. The other party easily dismantled the fighting spirit of his soldiers, and even if he killed someone, he could not save the situation.

A shout came from my ears, which was a panicked general asking for instructions: "During the festival, under the festival! The soldiers will not obey the orders, what should I do!"

He was appointed as the general manager of the military in several states, governing the military and civilians, and serving as both civil and military positions, and his subordinates could respectfully call him "Jianxia". At this time, Hoba Fuen could no longer hear these, and his mind was full of words, "I fell into the trap!"

He had been guarding against the conspiracy of the enemy commander Yu Wenwen, but the other party was walking and saying that it was a massacre of the city, which made the soldiers of the Yuzhou army anxious and rushed back. When the two armies were fighting, Yu Wenwen waved the families of the soldiers to the battlefield, directly allowing the Yuzhou army to collapse without fighting.

It’s not a strategy to use weak soldiers to cheat and then attack sideways!

Heba Fuen's heart was bleeding. When the Chu-Han fight, Xiang Yu's Jiangdong soldiers were sang and sang, and now, his Yuzhou soldiers were earned by Yuwen Wen!

The horn sounded, and the right wing of the Anzhou Army formation was dusty. A large number of cavalry began to detour from the east, looking to be bounded. At the same time, the loudspeakers of the Anzhou Army kept shouting:

"Yuzhou soldiers! As long as you put down your weapons and stay still, you can save your lives without worries! You can reunite with your family immediately!"

Hoba Fuen looked up and saw that his army was already scattered. The spears that were originally like forests fell down one after another, and even the cavalry had even dismounted. Most of the soldiers had no choice but to follow the command and were all scrambling to find their families.

And what he can rely on now is only a few hundred direct cavalrymen.

"During the holiday, something big is not good, please withdraw quickly!"

Listening to the begging of his subordinates and looking at the scene of defeat without fighting, Hoba Fuen was in tears. He led his troops to fight for decades, but he had never suffered a defeat, but such a cowardly defeat really ruined his face.

"Hoba Fuen! Heba Fuen, the general manager of Yuzhou!"

The big speaker suddenly shouted Hoba Fuen's name. He looked in surprise and heard the big speaker's next shout:
Chapter completed!