Chapter 48: Break!

  "Ma Cheng, Gong Sun Ce is a man of extraordinary military strategy, a hero of the world. I heard that he is also from Liangzhou, could it be possible for him to surrender to our Great Liang?" Song Pei had his eyes on Gong Sun Ce, if his guess was correct, Qin's ability to attack here was all due to Gong Sun Ce's power alone.

  "He is indeed very strong, single-handedly coming out of Xianyang and fighting all the way here! In this regard, I, the last general, admire him wholeheartedly!"

  "Originally you also have a time to admit defeat, go and tell him that if he surrenders to me, I am willing to yield the position of Grand General!" Song Pei was loyal to Zhang Shi's Former Liang when he was alive, and it is still the same now.

  Ma Cheng listened and didn't feel jealous, he just shook his head and said: "Unless my army can march into Xianyang, otherwise he won't betray the Qin camp. Modern people are used to job-hopping, but this doesn't apply to him."

  "What a pity that such a good general has lost his chance with me!" Song Yu sighed and felt a little melancholy.

  Gongsun Zan from Liangzhou was not used by Taolong, it can be said that it is a loss for Taolong. Taolong is surrounded by wolves, even if they are lucky enough to swallow the wolves, then they will have to face the mighty Qin. The future is bleak and uncertain.

  "Beat the drum and advance!" Gong Sun Ce gave the order, the big drum on the carriage was beaten, and the opposing Liang army also refused to show weakness, beating the drum to boost morale.

  The drums sounded, the Qin army's weapons fell to the ground, and they shouted in unison: "Wind! Wind! Great wind!!"

  "Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!!" The cool army shouted loudly, not to be outdone. It was just a bit disorganized, but the momentum was overwhelming.

  "Bai Ta, first give the Liang army a haircut!" Gong Sun Ce looked at the two armies less than 200 meters apart and launched an attack. The Liang army defended in place but did not know to defend against bows and crossbows and had no shields.

  When the two armies were a hundred meters apart, the Fu army's formation suddenly opened up gaps, and 500 lightly armed crossbowmen rushed out, carrying crossbows but no spears. Song Pi was shocked all over his body, he didn't have time to give orders, when he saw that group of crossbowmen form three rows, shooting alternately.

  At one time, crossbow arrows fell like rain, shooting the front row of cool soldiers into a mess of holes, and in an instant they turned to ashes.

  The crossbow arrows were powerful, piercing through the bodies of the Liang army one by one. The Liang soldiers fell down in disarray, crying out to the heavens and screaming in terror.

  The three rows of crossbowmen fired in relays, and 1,500 bolts of crossbow arrows washed down, directly throwing the vanguard into chaos.

  A group of Liang soldiers scattered immediately after their commander was shot in the head by a single arrow. Behind them were the Liang soldiers, standing densely together. There was no gap to drill through, and they could only flee around both sides, causing other Liang soldiers under arrow fire to also scatter and escape.

  "Kill!" Song Pei drew his sword and shouted loudly, he didn't go to rally the fleeing soldiers, because even if he rallied them, the crossbowmen on the opposite side would definitely reload and fire again, resulting in even greater losses. Therefore, he absolutely could not give the Qin army's crossbowmen another chance to shoot, Song Pei, lacking long-range firepower, could only launch an attack.

  "It's done! Our troops have broken through the enemy's left flank!" Song Pei knew that this battle was lost, unless Li Sikong led his army out of the city and joined forces with him to attack Gong Sunzhen. He still didn't know that Li Sikong had already fallen in battle, and that the main force of the Pingliang garrison had been annihilated.

  "Alright!" Ma Cheng led his troops to attack Gong Sun Zan's left flank, where there were all halberdiers. Even if he lost the battle, he wouldn't suffer many casualties. The five or six hundred elite cavalry on Gong Sun Zan's right flank put too much pressure on him.

  "Du Yuanzheng, come out and shoot!" Gongsun Zan saw Song Pei couldn't help it, and gave the order again. The right array stood behind Fu Qi's body, Du Shi Tianbing rode out from the side, drew his bow and arrow.

  Du Yuan Zheng had a banner on his back with four characters: Military Marquis Du Zheng!

  Seeing the mounted archers, Song Pei had already become numb. This battle was no longer suspenseful, he only hoped that Gong Sun Ce's subordinates would show mercy. After all, leaving a bit of face would make it easier to talk in the future.

  "Huang Long, come with me!" Ma Cheng shouted loudly as he led his troops past the unit where Huang Long was. Huang Long belonged to Song Pei's direct command, and he glanced at Song Pei, who showed no expression, gritted his teeth and followed Ma Cheng. What he did was clearly disrupting military discipline and disobeying orders.

  "Why?! My father was killed by you!" Huang Long chased after Ma Cheng, shouting loudly.

  "You won't follow me, you'll be killed by the Qin army first!" Ma Cheng replied coldly and led his troops to charge towards the Halberdier formation. He also brought his personal guards to attack the Halberdier formation.

  He held a long spear in his hand, prying open the pushed-out halberds. Before he could take a few steps forward, several halberds were pushed towards him again. Just as he was about to parry with his spear, he found himself surrounded by chaotic halberds, and his long spear was blocked by other halberd handles. He tried to retreat, but it was too late.

  "Cheng Shen, launch a surprise attack on the Western Army's left wing! Don't aim to kill the enemy, create chaos as the main goal!" As soon as Gong Sun Ce's voice fell, Cheng Shen led his cavalry in groups of 100 horses each, charging forward one after another. The Western Army troops blocking their way collapsed before they even made contact, and Cheng Shen hadn't even attacked yet - the opposing Western Army was already thrown into chaos, which could only mean that the opposing Western Army was too weak.

  This is understandable, as these cool troops were all revived from the village towns and had not been revived for a long time. They also lacked coordination with each other. It can also be attributed to that night raid, Gongsun Zan's annihilation of Song Xian's generals and officers played a big role.

  Ma Cheng was struck in the chest by several long-handled spears, and was instantly knocked flying. Huang Long caught him from behind, but was also knocked back several steps by Ma Cheng's momentum.

  "Damn it! How can the imperial guards be so brutal!" Ma Cheng hadn't caught his breath, and his face was red from being choked. Huang Long slapped him hard on the back, and after catching his breath, Ma Cheng immediately burst into a loud curse.

  "You're lucky! Look over there!" Huang Long shouted loudly, the surrounding area was in chaos, with intermittent shouts and screams of killing and wailing constantly echoing in his ears.

  Ma Cheng looked up and saw that the soldiers who had charged with him were either killed by the chaotic swords or pushed out. Some lucky ones, like him, were caught by their own people. A few unlucky ones fell under the feet of the Liao army's charging soldiers and were trampled to death, soon becoming a pile of dry bones.

  Ma's face was covered in cold sweat. He really had a big life, and the close guards who charged with him were mostly turned into flying ash, while the remaining few were in the process of turning to ash!

  "How can that be! The infantry is almost invincible in close combat, and there are also crossbowmen for long-range attacks! There are 500-600 cavalrymen, and 200 archers on horseback! And to make matters worse, there are even 200 ambush troops! This is making it hard for me to stay alive!" Ma Cheng jumped up, not daring to gamble with his own life in front of the infantry formation again.

  Gongsun Zan knew him, Gongsun Zan's generals knew him. The soldiers of Yu Ji would not know him, the long ji in their hands would not recognize him!

  Huang Long looked up high, and saw that the left wing of the Liang army was already in disarray, on the verge of collapse. He felt hopeless, his face ashen. All he could mutter to himself was: "What's going on?! This is my first time participating in a battle with tens of thousands of people, and I'm actually being suppressed! Is this some kind of mistake?!"

  Ma's heart was vexed and his mind was in disarray, seeing Huang Long open his mouth to mutter something, although he couldn't hear what he was saying, just looking at him made his heart feel vexed. He thought about how he had been promoted to school lieutenant and was still feeling complacent, thinking that the distance between himself and Gong Sun Ce had narrowed significantly. But unexpectedly, even his own superior couldn't surpass Gong Sun Ce, this made him unable to accept it, feeling very down and with a nameless anger.

  The halberd-wielding soldiers in front of Gong Sun Ce's formation, although battered by the Western army led by Song Xian, were still standing firm. Even if the halberd line was breached, there were 500 crossbowmen behind them who had already taken position, and another 600 heavenly soldiers were eager to join the battle.

  "Master! The Ghost Masked Blue Shirt has arrived!" Chu Mengmeng looked around the battlefield, he wasn't concerned about the battle situation, he was only interested in some special events on the battlefield.

  Gongsun Zan followed Chu Mengyao's pointing and saw the ghostly figure in a green shirt emerging from behind the Liang army, strolling through their ranks. With his long sword swinging like a scythe, he cut down the Liang soldiers who stood in his way, leaving them all dead.

  "His sword is very sharp! He wants to kill Song Pei, it's not that easy!" Outside Zhongxin County, Gui Mian indicated that he needed Song Pei's will, at which time Gongsun Ce wanted to surrender Song Pei and was rejected. Then, Gui Mian Qing disappeared and left, and Gongsun Ce didn't even notice.

  "Gao Shun, await orders!" Gong Sun Zan and Chu Mengmeng retreated to the rear of the crossbowmen's formation. Upon hearing the order, Gao Shun waved his hand, and the Heaven-splitting Army formed a triangular formation for charging, with him at the tip.

  Gongsun Zan saw that he was standing in the formation of crossbowmen, and then saw Gao Shun's vanguard camp set up an attacking posture. Song Xian directly exploded his hair, took his personal soldiers to retreat, and went straight to find Ma Cheng.

  "Song Pei is really aware of the situation, hehe, Ghost Face has made a useless trip again!" Chu Mengmeng flicked open his fan and smiled slyly. He knew that this was Gong Sun Ce's doing, because the front line of the halberd soldiers was still relatively stable, and the strength of the Liang army was still strong, far from the point where they would need to deploy crossbowmen. Gong Sun Ce did this just to scare away Song Pei.

  To the surprise of Chu Mengmeng, Gongsun Zan directly ordered his soldiers to withdraw from both wings and let the enemy in front come over. Seeing that their long-unbroken line had a gap, these Liang troops lost Song Yi's command again, thinking only of killing forward and taking down Gongsun Zan.

  "Release the arrow!" Gong Sun Ce shouted loudly, and the crossbow arrows shot out in a dense barrage. The sound of the crossbow mechanisms firing off was crisp and clear by his ears, accompanied by the extremely pleasant "whooshing" sounds.

  The crossbow arrows were strong, the sound of the crossbow arrows breaking through the air was one round after another, and the Liao army that rushed over also died in waves, one wave after another, it can be said that they fell forward and followed up, endless!

  "Kill!" Gongsun Zan pointed with his Qinglong spear, and Gao Shun led the Tianbing troops to charge forward like tanks, crushing everything in their path. Many of the Liang army soldiers who had been shot but not killed were trampled to death, while those who stood in the way of the Tianbing troops' charge were knocked back one after another, with some being trampled to death as they fell. In an instant, the Liang army that had broken through the spearman line was actually knocked back by Gao Shun and his Tianbing camp!

  "The taste of slaughter is nothing more than this. Why do people all have such a strong desire to kill?" The ghost-faced man in the green shirt grasped the throat of a Lian army general, his tone calm.

  This film will open your eyes wide, and you'll be muttering "ah" and "oh" but can't get the words out.

  The Ghost-Faced Blue Shirt shook his head, seeing that the other party was so powerless, and killed him with a single squeeze. Turning around to look around, he saw that there was no one around him, and the Cool Army's military soul surrounded him, cautiously looking at him, pushing and shoving each other, but none of them dared to attack first. The Ghost-Faced Blue Shirt shook his head and smiled faintly: "When did I also have such great prestige?"

  Can recall facing him, but dare not move. The ghost-faced green shirt knows why, but can't overcome the fear in his heart.

  Liang Jun saw the ghostly face and fell into deep thought, they were overjoyed, surrounded and attacked together, with swords and guns, attacking the ghostly face. The ghostly face wore a green shirt and didn't lift his head, turned around in place, drew his sword and spun it around.

  With just one sword, the long sword enveloped the range of the Liao army, and none of them were spared. The surrounding Liao army was really plunged into panic, deeply feeling helpless. This panic and helplessness was like the imperial soldiers on the night of August 15th, holding guns facing the undead-like military soul, equally helpless.

  "The thrill of slaughter is indeed exhilarating, for I have felt the greatness of power!" The Ghost-Faced Blue Shirt finished his divine nerves and charged at Zhong Jun again. He wanted to make his own strength even stronger, only by obtaining Song Pei's General Soul could he achieve transcendence and become even more powerful.

  "Commander?" Ma Cheng's face was covered in blood, his own. His helmet had been struck by a halberd, fortunately it was very sturdy, the blade only pierced the helmet and scratched Ma Cheng's scalp. Frightened, Ma Cheng dared not show off again, obediently staying behind, only directing his troops to launch a charge.

  "We retreat! Gong Sun's strategy has been exposed, next battle we will be prepared, let's see what tricks he can play!" Song Pei is indeed a seasoned general, facing victory or defeat, his mental quality far surpasses that of new recruits like Ma Cheng on the battlefield!

  "What! Where's Song Pei?!" The Ghost-Faced Blue Shirt slaughtered his way through the layers of Lü Bu's army, and when he met Gao Shun, he couldn't see Song Pei anywhere. The Ghost-Faced Blue Shirt was enraged and let out a loud roar.

  He thought Song Pei was killed by Gao Shun, and the soul he needed was gone! His strength would not be enhanced! How could the ghost-faced man who yearned for power at this moment not go into a rage!

  "Escaped! Don't know where he escaped to!" Gao Shun's reply was simple.