The entire battle situation seemed to be heading for a rapid collapse. When the central army collapsed, Yuan Shang could quickly gather troops on the south bank of the river. He could attack Zhang He's troops from both sides to the west, and he could also encircle the Lejin troops to the east, especially Zhang He's troops. He was lined up with the water, which was less defensive, and the disadvantage was that once the troops collapsed, there was no way to escape, so he could only be driven into the river to feed Lao Wang next door.

Once Zhang He was wiped out with ten thousand troops, even if all Cao troops present today could retreat safely, for Cao Cao, both reputation and strength, he would suffer a fatal blow!

"Hey! This Wang Pianfu's Tiangang Boy Array has not worked! His group of medicine slags collapsed first, hahahaha!"

Someone was happy. The Liangzhou army, who was used to retreat to the end of the entire army, also found a hillside and watched the central army collapse with his hands on the pavilion. Han Zhang was so happy that he almost tore open his mouth. He patted his thighs and laughed loudly.

But beside him, Pang De did not laugh. No matter he was, the more than a dozen Guanzhong tribe patriarchs and warlords were all frowning and looking at the battlefield.

They were affiliated with Cao Cao. On the one hand, Cao Cao held Emperor Xian of Han and controlled the orthodox, and on the other hand, Cao Cao was too strong! Especially after the Battle of Guandu and Cangting, the overlord Yuan Shao of the north was beaten by him and could not find the north. He lost hundreds of thousands of troops. The overlord of the Central Plains replaced him. Only then did their commanding soldiers come to the Central Plains to help in the war, and also strive for benefits for their own forces when they divide the cake in the future.

But if the battle is defeated, Cao Cao's dream of pacifying the north will turn into a bubble within at least a few years, and he is no longer the strongest!

So! Is the Guanzhong group still clinging to his tail?

…………

Just as everyone was frowning, a small team of cavalry appeared behind the collapsed central army. It might not be appropriate to say this, because before the central army collapsed, the cavalry had already set off from the battlefield, as if one was wandering here, waiting for them to collapse.

Wang Hou was also personally in this cavalry!

Facing thousands of defeated troops and tens of thousands of Yuan's army who were rushing to cross the river, this cavalry with only a hundred people was so small that it was like a small shrimp. But Yuan Shang, who was rushing to cross the river, didn't know the huge energy that this cavalry was about to burst out!

The power of halo!

The one who ran at the forefront was a veteran Cao army, Zhu Ling, who had a bad motive! Not to mention, the old guy was quite kind. Seeing Wang Hou moving forward slowly with the handsome flag, he stopped and anxiously clasped his fists to ask for help.

"The governor of the state! The middle commander has collapsed! Yuan Shang's main force has forced his crossing of the Zhang River, retreat quickly!"

But his hot face was pressed against a cold butt, and he didn't even look at him. He arrogantly kicked the war horse slowly forward, and glanced at the old pawns of the Cao army who were fleeing, and then he nodded proudly to Zhuge Ying, the guard beside him.

With confidence, facing this great collapse, Zhuge Xiaoniu looked as usual, and even had a bit of conspiracy and smirk, and copied the old cannon that she had picked up from Wang Hou in her hand. She was so cool that she ran out like an arrow.

More than a hundred cavalrymen also followed the collapsed Cao army at the same time.

But they are not here to supervise the battle, but to spread the halo! What halo? The halo!

She suddenly knocked the trigger in the air, and the sound was as crisp as a lingering sound. She started shouting with great sharpness.

"According to the order of the governor of the state, you will withdraw and be innocent! However, your sons and nephews will die in the chaos of the army!"

"Do you die or your son die?"

"Run, run away! You run away, your son is hit by Yuan Thief and is dead!"

The gunshots that did not exist in this era sounded violently in the wilderness, attracting the attention of the fleeing Cao army in shock. Then the roar of these cavalrymen with a gulp of Qingzhou flavor hit them hard.

Damn it! Become a bastard, Wang Tuqiu!

"My three sons are all under the command of Zhang He, the left army!"

Slapping his thigh, an old man in his forties roared sadly, and his eyes were as if he wanted to eat the Qingzhou cavalry who were shouting and laughing. With anger, he turned around and ran towards the river with a big knife.

Not far away, a veteran who was over 60 years old was holding his head high and laughing.

"Wang Qingzhou is a good method! I have been fighting against the Yellow Turban since Huangfu Song fought against the Yellow Turban. Today, the old man's life is in the hands of Wang Qingzhou. OK! I have also fought for my incompetent son and two grandsons!"

"Fight!"

"You can't let Yuan Bing cross the river!"

The screams gradually sounded, one after another, drowning the shouts of Qingzhou cavalrymen. The veteran Cao army, who had already collapsed in all directions, stopped the collapse like a magical thing.

And! Full of fighting spirit!

"General Zhu, in the battle of Huangcheng, the general's power has long been heard! Do you think there is still a possibility of a comeback now? Now in a chaotic world, people are living in poverty, but it is also a great opportunity for our military men to make achievements. You will bury them for the rest of your life?"

He looked at his subordinates in amazement and turned around to fight like he was injected with chicken blood. Suddenly, Wang Hou's voice brought him back to his senses. He clasped his fists heavily at Wang Hou. He also looked fierce, pulled out his sword, turned around suddenly, shouted at the general of the military, and rushed towards the battlefield with great strides. Seeing the black Cao army array gradually gathering and watching his back, Wang Hou's mouth couldn't help but curl a slight smile, and then waved his hand heavily to Zhuge Ying who had returned to his side.

"Blow the trumpet, Qingzhou soldiers march!"

"Hi!"

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This battle was a life-and-death battle for Yuan Shang. Historical books describe Yuan Shao's stupid and stupid sons, but after his father's ten years of fighting, he could still stand out in the battle to seize the throne. Is Yuan Shang really useless? At least Yuan Shang is definitely not now. After seeing the opportunity of the fight, he even led the way and followed the first troops rushing across the Zhang River.

Moreover, facing the collapsed Cao army, he chased after his legs without excitement, and even shot several of his chasing subordinates to death.

Half-crossing attack, the half-crossing troops are the most vulnerable! They can fight at any time, but they must first benefit themselves. The first thing is that they quickly organize their formation.

But at this moment, a shout suddenly sounded not far from his army. He turned around in surprise. A veteran Cao army who seemed exhausted ran to the edge of his army and suddenly killed people. He cut Yuan Jun who was in the array with a crack and stabbed him to death with a crack. He turned around and stabbed him into the chest next to Yuan Jun. He was told that his fate would definitely not be better! Several spears were stabbed at the same time, and he penetrated him to the heart-warming.

But even though he was stabbed by a few spears and raised his head, the old army was still like an old madman, laughing loudly and shouting in a Jizhou accent: "Sunzi! Old man, do his best!"

"State Governor!"

When Yuan Shang was dazed, his counselor Feng Kuan suddenly pointed in shock. As Yuan Shang frowned, the old pawns of Cao's army, who had been completely dispersed, gathered again. Just twenty meters ahead of Yuan Jun's formation, a rough man in his forties smiled and spitted with saliva. Then he was extremely skillful in his posture and eager to try to pick up the big gun. Then, next to him, groups of old pawns in his forties and fifties miraculously arranged a spear formation, and there were also swords, shields and shields knocking on the shield and shouting with full energy.

A small formation, a hundred people! Then there are five hundred, eight hundred!!

"Dispel them!"

Although he felt something was wrong, Yuan Shang still felt that he was in the hands of victory, and with cold eyes, he raised his sword coldly to the first part of Hebei that had already gathered around him!
Chapter completed!