stonecrandall Chapter 194
Chapter 194
"Haha, brothers, be alert! Although the coalition forces on the mountain are numerous, they are already at the end of their strength. We must guard against them jumping off the wall and coveting our water source. Remember, don't slack off at all!"
"Furthermore, we must treat those surrendered rebel soldiers with kindness. Confiscate their weapons and ensure their safety; treat the wounded and water sources, don't be stingy, give them all."
Liu Yao stood in front of the battle, commanding his soldiers with vigor.
"My lord is wise! According to the spies, Yuan Shao's power is on the decline. Overnight, our army took in more than 10,000 defeated soldiers, and some princes were discouraged and fled with their troops. It is estimated that the remaining coalition forces on the mountain may be less than 50,000."
Guo Jia said excitedly on the side.
You know, on the top of the mountain is Yuan Shao, who has been a minister for four generations! The family at the top of the Han pyramid!
"Notify everyone! Tomorrow morning! I will personally lead the soldiers to attack the mountain!"
"Yes!"
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The dawn light just broke, and the sky quietly outlined a touch of elegant fish belly white, indicating that the new sun is about to jump out of the horizon and cover the vast land with a layer of golden battle robe.
The army under Liu Yao quietly assembled at this quiet and unclear moment, like a lion awakening from sleep, with an inextinguishable fighting spirit and determination in their eyes.
Their goal is clear and firm - they vowed to wipe out Yuan Shao, the huge force entrenched in the north, from the stage of history in one go.
"Brothers!" Liu Yao's voice penetrated the morning mist, deep and passionate, shaking the hearts of every soldier like a war drum, "For the glory of the Han Dynasty and the peace of thousands of people behind us, we will fight side by side today and fight to the death!"
After speaking, he stretched out his body, like a dragon out of the sea, and rushed to the battlefield filled with smoke. This fearlessness and determination instantly ignited the blood and fighting spirit of the Bingzhou Army. They roared and responded to the call of the leader, like a group of gusts ignited by flames, sweeping towards the defense line carefully arranged by Yuan Shao.
"Follow me, charge!" Liu Yao's figure was looming in the morning light, but he became the most solid support in everyone's heart. The soldiers of the Bingzhou Army followed closely behind, and they took firm steps, and every step was a desire for victory.
On the battlefield, the swords and shadows intertwined, and the shouts and drums rose and fell, forming a tragic and exciting war song.
Under the personal leadership of Liu Yao, the Bingzhou Army was like a sharp blade, tearing through Yuan Shao's defenses again and again, and disintegrating the enemy's resistance one by one.
As the front line continued to advance, Yuan Shao's defenses collapsed one by one under the fierce offensive of the Bingzhou Army, and the dawn of victory seemed to be just around the corner
The troops under Yuan Shao's command on the top of the mountain were basically all Yuan Shao's troops, unable to hide their fatigue and despair. This place almost became the last bastion of Yuan Shao's army. They knew that behind them was the expectation of the lord and the glory of the family. If they retreated, they would be doomed.
But they were now hungry and thirsty. There was no water on the mountain. They couldn't even cook. They couldn't eat raw food, right?
Although Yuan Shao's army had thousands of unwillingness and thousands of heroic feelings in their hearts, they could not resist the physiological limit. Hunger made their strength dissipate like quicksand, and even their hands holding the weapons began to tremble, as if even this last line of defense was about to collapse.
Just as the haze of despair loomed, the sky suddenly changed, and a sudden storm broke the silence.
Thunder roared like the beating of war drums, and lightning broke through the sky, illuminating the mountaintop shrouded in despair. Then, the drizzle was like silk, and then it poured down, bringing long-lost sweet rain to this dry land.
"Hahaha! God's will!"
Yuan Shao laughed under the sky, his arms spread like eagle wings, allowing the torrential rain to pour freely, as if it was the nectar of heaven, specially for his ambition!
The rain was swift and unexpected, like the thunder of the sky, instantly changing the situation on the battlefield. This rain is not only a gift from nature, but also a comfort to the hearts of Yuan Shao's soldiers.
And this rain also brought a glimmer of life to Yuan Shao's soldiers. With rain, they will not die of thirst, and the most important thing is! God is on their side!
"God bless our army, and the sweet rain will fall! Soldiers, look, the heavens are helping us! Hold your weapons tightly, and may the heavens bless us! Brothers, drive these people away! "Yuan Shao's voice penetrated the rain curtain, passionate and firm, inspiring the hearts of every soldier.
Liu Yao's side was caught off guard by the sudden rainstorm. The rain curtains blurred their vision and disrupted their formation. They had never expected that this change in the world would so dramatically reverse the delicate balance of the situation.
The violent stormThe rain blurred the vision of the Bingzhou army, and the ground became slippery. Many people fell to the ground without being able to stand.
"Could it be that the heaven favors the Yuan army to this point?"
A soldier, with confusion and fear in his eyes, couldn't help but mutter.
Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed, and a Mo Dao cut through the rain curtain like lightning, accurately cutting off his life, leaving only a dull sound, which was particularly abrupt in the rain.
"Anyone who dares to disturb the morale of the army will be killed without mercy!" A Bingzhou general, wearing heavy armor, stood in front of the battle, his voice was like a bell, every word was sonorous, and his majestic eyes swept across every inch of the battlefield soaked by rain, leaving no room for doubt.
Guo Jia stood alone in the wind and rain, staring at the sudden heavy rain, his brows furrowed, as if he could squeeze out water. He was secretly surprised and doubtful in his heart
"How is this possible! The stars yesterday clearly predicted that the sky would be clear today, so why did the rain fall from the sky? Oh, God, what do you want to do? Are you really going to help Yuan! Not Liu?"
Gongsun Xu, who was recovering at the foot of the mountain, ignored the injury on his arm and led his guards to rush up the mountain.
The rain curtain was like a weave, woven densely on the journey ahead. Liu Yao raised his hand and gently brushed away the raindrops sliding down his cheek, with an unyielding light in his eyes.
"Humph, the sky dares to stop me? We swear to change our fate with our mortal bodies!" His words echoed in the thunder and lightning, with unquestionable firmness and heroism.
"This battle is not just about victory or defeat, but about the lifeblood of the Han Dynasty, the key to survival! In today's battle, we must make the Han Dynasty famous and let the world know that the spirit of the Han Dynasty will never be extinguished!" His voice penetrated the rain curtain and inspired every soldier beside him.
"Brothers!" He turned around suddenly, his eyes like torches, sweeping across the resolute faces.
"What we carry on our shoulders is the burden of reviving the Han Dynasty and the expectations of the people! In this battle, we are determined to win, regardless of wind and rain, life and death!"
With his order, all the soldiers roared in unison, shaking the sky, as if even the rain was trembling. They stepped on the mud, faced the heavy rain, and bravely charged towards the dawn of victory with an unstoppable momentum!
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