"Military advisor, military advisor..." A soldier hurriedly ran to Pang Tong, his forehead was covered in crystal clear, and he was breathing heavily. He didn't care about saluting and reported loudly, "There are horns on the west and south...there is the horns of our army!"

"What?" Pang Tong, who stared at the battlefield below the mountain with a gloomy face, was excited and turned around and asked, "Did you really listen?"

“Yes…yes!”

"It must be that reinforcements have arrived!" Pang Tong's eyes shining and hesitated without hesitation, "Horse soldiers, quickly blow the trumpet, contact the two reinforcements———— Let the reinforcements on the western route rush to the northern front battlefield immediately to assist the general in fighting against Han Sui's cavalry; the reinforcements on the southern route directly attack Cao Cao's rear formation..."

Under the escort of his companions, several horn soldiers rushed west and south, looking for a commanding height, and blew the horn in their hands with all their strength.

The passionate horn cut through the sky like lightning.

Soon, a response horn came from the west and south directions.

"Fortunately, it's time!" After hearing the report again, Pang Tong let out a long sigh, clenched his fist and trembled violently with his right hand.

Watching the battle from a high point and arranged more than ten soldiers to pay attention to the battle situation. Pang Tong was able to grasp the overall situation more comprehensively. He was naturally very clear about the difficult situation faced by his army. The soldiers of the three armies who came down from the commander Zhang Fei fought to the death, which made the situation barely remained in a stalemate.

But Pang Tong knew that this stalemate could not last long. Due to Han Sui's participation in the war, the comparison of enemy and us troops had reached 1.5:1, and due to the intervention of the Xiliang cavalry, the advantages and disadvantages of the number of enemy and us cavalry have been completely lost.

If it weren't for the melee, the continuous impact of more than 20,000 Xiliang cavalry could have led to the collapse of its own defense.

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"The reinforcements have arrived, our army will win!"

Wang Ping tried hard to cut off a Xiliang cavalry. He raised his arms and cried wildly with excitement.

"Reinforcements are here!" Exciting cheers spread rapidly on the battlefield like a prairie fire.

Long horns sounded on Mount Yu'e, like the sweet rain of a long drought, which made the hope of the Jingzhou soldiers who were trapped in a hard battle suddenly appear, and their fighting spirit once again soar to the peak.

"Kill!" Wang Ping flashed and let a spear stab at the slash, and the big knife in his hand slashed out. An enemy cavalry that was about to pass by him was in the splattering blood and fell into dust.

"Kill!" The fearless Jingzhou soldiers and the storm-torn Iron Cavalry launched an attack and fight against each other.

Countless Jingzhou soldiers were hit into the sky like fallen leaves. They were trampled on by iron hooves like mud and dust. But their opponents could not be arrogant. Countless iron cavalry were killed by Jingzhou infantrymen stabbed the war horses and chopped them into meat paste.

Several iron cavalrymen who were dismissed were even bitten to death by the Jingzhou soldiers who lost their weapons...

The opponent's madness caused the Iron Knight soldiers to feel a little scared from the bottom of their hearts.

During the Tongguan Battle in the sixth year of Jian'an, the elite cavalry that Han Sui had originally had for a long time was defeated by the Ma family's cavalry, who also came from Xiliang, but he was even more brave enough to fight for the loss.

The current iron cavalry were re-conscripted by Han Sui after the battle of Tongguan. The cavalry and martial arts may not be much inferior to the old iron cavalry. But in terms of experience on the battlefield, it is a day and a place.

This Iron Cavalry has never encountered too tough opponents, nor has it experienced a truly cruel bloody battle. At this moment, facing the perseverance Jingzhou Army, who had gradually gained an advantage, they were actually shaken in their fighting spirit.

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The two cavalry galloped forward and backward to Tushan. They reported to Cao Cao that the two enemy troops were quickly moving towards the battlefield from the west and south.

"Reinforcements?" Cao Cao's expression was as usual, without any surprise. It seemed that everything was under his control. He said with a faint smile. "Zhang Fei actually has reinforcements?"

But Jia Xu saw in Cao Cao's eyes, wondering and shocked, knowing that he was just pretending to be calm to stabilize the morale of the army: "The reinforcements in the west were probably Wen Pin, who was stationed in Wancheng, but the reinforcements in the south came from?"

Cao Cao nodded, and his frown slightly showed that he was thinking about this: "Maybe it was from Jing and Yang states that had just gone north to reinforce Zhang Fei's troops.

In Shouchun, Zhangling and Runan are just separated by the Huai River. It is not difficult to drive the troops north with a navy.

"Liu Bei started a war on the third line, and the troops he used were definitely no less than 250,000. Can he still draw troops?" Jia Xu sighed and said, "Prime Minister, the war cannot be delayed anymore, otherwise it will be quite unfavorable to our army."

"I'll order the entire army to defeat the Jingzhou army with all their strength, and he will not hesitate to be killed or injured!" Cao Cao's eyes flashed sharply, and he shouted in a deep voice.

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"Ao~~Woo~!" The heart-wrenching wolf howl roared from the west.

"Xianbei people? How could it be?" Yan Xing happened to rush to the westernmost edge of the battlefield and heard the strange howling of wolf at the first time. Then he saw a large number of dark clouds floating over quickly. He said in surprise.

Yan Xing had confronted the Xianbei people more than once, so he naturally knew that the wolf howl was a common battle slogan used by many Xianbei tribes in fighting.

Soon, the "ghost clouds" that were floating closer and closer confirmed Yan Xing's judgment-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Li Kan, go up and block those Xianbei people!" Turning his head, Yan Xing rushed to the brave general Li Kan not far away and shouted.

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"Ao~~Woo~!" As the wolf howls, Li Feng's commander Lang Feng led the Xianbei cavalry under his command to start the first round of shooting.

The feather arrows in the enclave made a shrill scream as they tore through the air, rushing toward the Xiliang cavalry that was approaching.

"Puff puff puff!"

The arrows were heard in silence, and dozens of cavalry immediately fell to the ground, causing the ground to tremble.

After one round of shooting, the two cavalry were less than a hundred steps apart. The wolf front led the Xianbei cavalry to almost turn a small circle on the spot, avoiding the charge of the Xiliang people, and riding the horse and adjusting the shooting angle to conduct the second round of shooting.

Then it rotates again and there is another round of shooting.

Li Kan, who had lost nearly two hundred cavalry before he even took up the battle, had red eyes and led his army to chase him like crazy, and did not even notice the Jingzhou infantry that was getting closer and closer.

"Kill!" Wen Pin took the lead, slashed the sword in the air, and shouted fiercely.

More than 8,000 infantrymen roared in unison and launched the final charge like a tide.

The wolf fist, who completed the fifth round of the rushing shooting, no longer fought with the opponent's game, and once again turned around. Cooperated with Wenpin's army, he began to attack the Li Kanbu cavalry.

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The strong wind suddenly rose, rolling up the smoke and dust in the sky, sweeping away the previous dullness.

"Ling"! "Quan"!

To the south, two dark green slinging flags waving in the wind pointed directly at Cao Cao's rear army.

With the arrows of the general Ling Cao and the captain of Yingyang Quan Rou, nearly 10,000 infantry lined up a full-attack arrow formation. Continuously accelerating.

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"The enemy troops coming from the south seem to be aimed at the Prime Minister..." Hearing the scout's urgent report, Jia Xu said to Cao Cao urgently, "Prime Minister, the military strength of the rear formation is weak, and I am afraid it is not enough to resist this enemy army. Please retreat quickly to make sure you have everything!"

"No need!" Cao Cao looked stern, pointed to the character "Cao" that represents his identity, and said in a deep voice. "The war will not last for a moment, and I and this sing flag will not retreat for a moment.

Although I failed to fight myself, I wanted to make the soldiers of the three armies clear———————Cao is with them!"

"I'm telling Le Jin to lead his troops to block the enemy troops from the south. They can't let them break Cao's plan to defeat the enemy!"

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"Get out!" Ling Cao's face, which was covered with scars, trembled violently, and the murderous intent roared out of his mouth, and the long knife in his hand thunder struck down.

"Hmph~!" Le Jin waved his sword to greet him without showing any weakness.

The sword was stalked, and Ling Cao roared and hit the horse's back with one palm. His body soared into the air, and he was descending from a high point, slashing down with force on Mount Hua.

Le Jin's forehead was completely bursting and he roared with his hands to slash towards the mighty slash.

"Boom~!" With the huge explosion, Ling Cao fell back on his horse's back, and then retreated three steps with his men and horses.

Le Jinqiang's horse did not retreat, but his face became as bright as blood.

After a moment of confrontation, the two of them hedged again like crazy tigers.

The Cao army in Lejin's army had only more than 5,000 people. It was only half of the entire Ruo army. However, the elite Cao army, who had been through the battlefield for a long time, had a far superior combat power to the other party.

With twice the number of people, he was actually blocked by the enemy. Quan Rou was anxious and kept shouting loudly, urging his soldiers to attack the defense line of Cao's army: "Straight arrows, sharp arrows! Charge, charge!"

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The candidate of Xiliang, who was once passionate and wanted to capture the thief and king, is now in a mess as a dog that is strayed, and he wishes he could escape from the battlefield far away. However, God was not ready to fulfill such a humble wish for him.

In less than five rounds, the candidate felt that his arms were numb enough to be out of control. At this time, the black god of death waved the snake-headed spear and weaved endless wind and rain to cover it.

"Ah~~!" As he almost roared in despair, the candidate tried his best to swing towards the wind and rain.

The boundless wind and rain stagnated for a moment, and then the harsh sound of metal and iron colliding burst out.

He suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and then the election was shocked to find that his body was flying up in the air with the huge spear, and the hot blood was spraying like an arrow, and the sword slid weakly from his hand.

The black killer god's tiger's eyes, without even glanced at it, threw the candidate off his spear without even glance.

"Why... I took the initiative to pick Zhang Fei?" Flying in the air, the last thought flashed through the candidate's mind, and then his body fell into the dust like a fallen leaf.

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After stabbing an enemy general who took the initiative to provoke, I took the time to watch the situation around.

Although the arrival of Wen Pin and Quan Rou two armies eased the war situation, it failed to fundamentally change the dilemma of our army.

The Xiliang cavalry was still rampant, and our casualties rose sharply.

At this moment, I really missed Ma Dai.

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"Puchi~~!" At the critical moment, Chen Dao took a few steps back like an arrow, but Xu Chu still cut a deep and long wound out of his chest. Under the edge of Shanjun's sword, Chen Dao's iron armor was as weak as a leaf.

"Guard Commander, Gunship, Arrangement, Assault!" More than a dozen tiger spearmen immediately turned red and rushed towards Xu Chu like crazy.

With a long spear on the ground, Chen Dao couldn't even look at the wound that was almost bone-deep on his chest, and his blood-red eyes stared at the fierce enemy not far away.

"The tiger spear camp, invaded like fire, defeated the enemy!" He roared with all his strength, and Chen Daojiui was in front of him and stabbed him out again.

"Invade like fire, defeat the enemy!" The volleyball formation roared forward.
To be continued...