Chapter 3482: Looking Down and Looking Up

Chapter 3481: Lower your head and raise your head

Wu Ming was already covered in wounds. His left arm had been broken by a blunt weapon and could only hang by his side. The arrow shaft on his calf also made it difficult for him to move. The blood flowing from his chest had already stained his battle robe. Almost all the hussars around him were also injured, but even so, they still fought hard with Wu Ming in a small space, limping!

Under the feet of these hussars, there was blood and corpses, like an insurmountable wall forged by courage and faith!

The strength gradually drained away from Wu Ming's body, making him a little dizzy, and even the enemy in front of him began to have double images.

There were shouts everywhere, and Wu Ming couldn't tell whether it was the Cao army soldiers in front of him who were shouting, or the hussars who followed behind. A hussar who rushed up would fight side by side with Wu Ming and others, not caring how many Cao soldiers were in front of him, or whether anyone followed behind!

Wu Ming and the others didn't know whether they could win or how long they would have to fight here. They only knew one thing: even if they died here, they had to face the enemy!

In his blurred vision, Wu Ming saw a black shadow rushing towards him. He couldn't see his face clearly, but the sword and spear in the black shadow's hand shone coldly in the fire and blood!

Wu Ming reluctantly turned around and dodged the spear stabbed by the black shadow, and then tried to clamp the opponent's spear with his broken left arm, but found that his injured arm could not exert any strength at all. He was freed by the opponent, and his body was unstable, and he almost fell to the ground.

A hussar soldier beside Wu Ming pushed Wu Ming with his shoulder, allowing Wu Ming to regain his balance, but he was chopped on the breastplate by the enemy, pulling out a spark, and fell to the ground.

Seeing that the shadow took a step forward, as if he wanted to trample his comrades with his feet, Wu Ming quickly raised his foot and kicked the shadow opponent's lower body exposed by the step forward, which immediately made the opponent bend over in pain. Then he chopped the shadow's neck with a knife, bringing out a puff of blood!

The Cao army soldier screamed, grabbed the sword in Wu Ming's hand and refused to let go. Wu Ming pulled hard, but was stuck by the bones of the Cao army soldier. Wu Ming really didn't have much strength, so he couldn't pull it out, so he had to stir it horizontally, and the warm blood immediately splashed and sprayed on Wu Ming's face.

"It's great!"

Wu Ming wanted to laugh, but he could only make a hoarse roar. He subconsciously swallowed the blood that sprayed on his face. The thirst caused by the loss of blood in his body had made him completely ignore the stench of blood. Not to mention blood, if there was a mouthful of mud at this time, he would swallow it without hesitation.

The last bit of his strength was almost completely consumed, and what was left was this survival instinct.

Suddenly, Wu Ming found that the opponent in front of him had clearly rushed to his face, but retreated!

The Cao army soldier showed a look of fear, staring at him as if he had seen a ghost.

Wu Ming's heart moved, and he stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on his face...

Sure enough, the Cao army soldier took another half step back.

When Wu Ming tried to stab the stump on the ground with a knife and put it to his mouth to bite, the Cao army soldier obviously collapsed, yelling ghosts and so on, and turned around and ran back.

Maybe the Cao army soldiers were really scared, maybe because the Cao army soldiers just wanted to find an excuse after fighting until now, or maybe there were other reasons. Anyway, a Cao army soldier shouted ghosts, which led the other Cao army soldiers to retreat. After a moment, the other Cao army soldiers also retreated one after another, which actually gave Wu Ming and others a rare chance to breathe!

The shaking hussars stood firm and laughed at the Cao army soldiers.

The Cao army soldiers became more and more panicked...

In this short interval, more and more hussars rushed up from behind, one, two, three, and then formed a queue and array. Wu Ming and others were gradually covered by the newly arrived hussars, and then someone carried Wu Ming and others to retreat and bandage them for treatment.

"Good man!"

"Great!"

"Good job!"

Every hussar who passed by Wu Ming and others couldn't help but praise them, and then walked forward proudly.

They were proud to have a comrade like Wu Ming, and they also felt that they would not let Wu Ming and others down for their perseverance and expectations, so they raised their heads and went up!

To see whether a team, an organization, or a group has hope, perhaps we can look at the people at the bottom of the group. If these people have a smile on their faces and their heads are raised, then they are mostly full of vigor and vigor. On the contrary, if they all lower their heads, shrink their necks, and look listless, then even if they haven't collapsed, they are not far away.

The soldiers of the Cao army are all lowering their heads and shrinking their heads.

Even if Dong Zhao changed from an order to a plea, they still lowered their heads.

Everyone has to ask for help in life.

But most of the time, people pray to the superiors.

It's like ancient humans praying to the gods.

Dong Zhao didn't know how many years he hadn't prayed for anything. Even when he was worshiping his ancestors and the emperor in Shandong, it was just a formality, not a prayer. Because when he was very young, Dong Zhao knew that it was better to ask for help from himself than to ask for help from others. He studied hard, recited scriptures, and mastered knowledge, so that he could become an official one day.

When he became an official, most of the time, it was others who came to ask him for help, and he only needed to be responsible to his superiors. His superiors did not need Dong Zhao to beg him, but only needed Dong Zhao to do things, solve problems, or solve the people who caused the problems.

Dong Zhao did all these well.

So Dong Zhao once thought that he did not need to ask others for help, but only himself.

So Dong Zhao also looked down on those who begged him, thinking that if he had known this earlier, why did he do it in the first place? If you don't want to ask others for help, why don't you work hard? He thought that those who begged others were lazy, stupid, and incompetent, but at this time, Dong Zhao turned his pleading eyes to the lower-level people, and begged his subordinates, those ordinary Cao army soldiers...

Dong Zhao begged these Cao army soldiers to suffer a little more, endure a little more, persist and sacrifice a little more, and completely forgot how he ignored the lower-level people who begged him before.

Before, he said that he was following orders from above, and everything was arranged by the above. He was just a handling staff, and he was innocent and helpless. If there were any problems, please go to the above.

Now, his orders could not give him any help, and only these "servants" in front of him were his real support!

Unfortunately, these "servants" of his now, he mostly didn't care about them before, and even these "servants" who only existed as numbers in his books, were avoiding his prayers and looking at him indifferently, just like he looked at these "servants" indifferently in the past.

"The cavalry are all ghosts, evil ghosts! You can't fight them, you can't win..."

Seeing this, Dong Zhao's guards responded to Dong Zhao a little bit, so that Dong Zhao would not be too embarrassed.

"Ghosts? ! Where are the ghosts? ! ! "Dong Zhao wanted to cry but had no tears, "They are all people! They are all people! ! ! "It was rumored before that the cavalry were the reincarnation of evil ghosts, eating people's hearts and livers..."

"Yes, I really saw them eating people! '

'Drinking a mouthful of human blood means more strength, biting a mouthful of human flesh means better injuries! '

'Yes, I really can't fight, I can't fight! '

'...'

Dong Zhao closed his eyes and shook painfully.

He knew the rumors, but before, he felt that there was no need to explain, and even felt that such rumors were beneficial to governance and the unity of Shandong.

But now when he wanted to explain, he found that it was too late.

The shrill cries from other areas of the Zhongtiaoshan camp and the cheers of the cavalry soldiers reached here at the same time and reached Dong Zhao's ears, and also made the surrounding Cao army soldiers look at each other in bewilderment.

A guard beside Dong Zhao finally couldn't help it and fell to the ground: "Military Advisor! These cavalry soldiers are all reincarnated evil spirits! We can't stop them, we can't stop them! Military Advisor, retreat... while we can still escape now! '

Dong Zhao was furious, and stepped forward and kicked the guard who was kneeling and begging to the ground, 'My lord entrusted me with an important task! How can I retreat so easily! If you disturb the morale of the army again, I will cut off your head! '

The guard was kicked, but he didn't get up, just lay on the ground, still howling, 'It's not that we don't do our best! Military Advisor, look, how many of our brothers died? ! It's not that we are cowards and don't fight, but the cavalry is too cruel! '

'We can't retreat! ' Dong Zhao howled, and his usual calm aura disappeared, 'There are still thousands of elite soldiers in the Zhongtiaoshan camp, with bows and arrows and equipment. With unity, we can definitely save the central army camp! At this time, the cavalry army is already at the end of its strength. As long as it can withstand the current wave of cavalry horses, when dawn comes, the cavalry army will have no choice but to retreat! Now there is only a fight to the death, a fight to the death! '

Everyone was not excited when they heard Dong Zhao's generosity, but just remained indifferent and silent.

'Ah? ' Dong Zhao looked around and saw everyone's expressions. He begged again, 'Just hold on a little longer! Just...'

Dong Zhao's words were interrupted by the howling of the messenger who came in a hurry, 'Not good! Not good! The Hussars broke through the central camp! The Hussars broke through the central camp! Our army collapsed! Collapsed! '

This shrill cry was like a burst of cold water pouring down on their heads, extinguishing the little hope that remained in everyone's hearts!

The shouting in the distance became louder and louder, and closer and closer!

The guard lying on the ground rolled over, knelt down and hugged Dong Zhao's legs, 'Military Advisor! It's too late! We must make a decision early! '

The guards didn't hold him too hard, but this time Dong Zhao didn't continue to kick him. After a while, Dong Zhao sighed to the sky, tears rolling down his cheeks, "I'm sorry, lord! I'm sorry, lord!"

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Just when the order of the Zhongtiao Mountain camp collapsed, the army lost its morale and retreated, Cao Cao stood by the river and fought against Zhang Liao's troops.

Countless burning torches piled up on the battlefield, the flames flickered, reflecting the rivers and mountains on the side, which looked particularly desolate.

The shouts and cries echoed in the night, mixed with the sound of the rushing river, making this originally ordinary night unusual.

The soldiers of the Cao army kept mobilizing in the night, and teams of people and horses filled up, and the wounded and dead were also carried down like water.

Compared with the Zhongtiao Mountain camp, the soldiers directly under Cao Cao's headquarters were always treated better.

The stone cannons that were originally set up on the earth plateau to surprise the cavalry were few in number because Cao Zhang and Liu Fu were defeated too quickly, and they were not assembled carefully enough, so now they have been broken apart by the high intensity of the projectiles.

No one repaired them, and there was no time to repair them.

All the craftsmen gathered at the remaining stone cannons and fired stone bullets desperately.

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In the dark night, although there was a fire to guide, the stone cannon was really not accurate. The stone bullets thrown out could only be in a rough range. No one knew whether the stone bullets fell on the cavalry, the ground, or even on the foreheads of Cao's own soldiers.

Starting in the afternoon, part of Zhang Liao's army arrived here and started fighting with Cao's army.

Many of the barricades set up around had been destroyed, and many of the trenches dug were only half dug.

The Cao army did not have enough time to complete the layout.

Old Cao was helpless, but there was nothing he could do.

Unlike the Zhongtiaoshan Camp and the Tongguan Camp, the battlefield here was not selected in advance, but was determined after the current situation. In addition, the number of manpower under Cao Cao is now much less than before, and the captured civilians and Shandong laborers have basically been wasted.

It is already very good to be able to build it in such a short time.

However, for the Hussars, such defense is obviously not good enough.

Under the firelight, the Hussars were like a torrent, breaking through here and rushing to there. The tricolor flags appeared in the night, fluttering with blood and fire!

The arrows and crossbows of both sides were densely intertwined in the night, as if there was no end.

Until now, the Cao army knew that if the Hussars rushed to Cao Cao's central army, whether it was chopping down Cao Cao or chopping down Cao Cao's big banner, it would mean the complete collapse of Cao's army. The general is the courage of the army. Losing the main flag not only means losing the power of dispatching and commanding, but also destroying the morale of the whole army and the order.

If Cao Cao cannot hold here, it means that he cannot hold the last few floating bridges, and the last retreat of the Zhongtiaoshan camp will be cut off!

Cao Cao holds the center line, and Cao Hong attacks from the side.

Similarly, Zhang Liao of the Cavalry Army marches in the center line, Zhu Ling and Ma Yue attack from the flanks, and the two sides fight in the wild at night. There are large and small fighting groups everywhere between the mountains and earth. One side is desperately trying to break into and defeat Cao Cao's central army formation, and the other is desperately trying to stop the advance of the Cavalry Army.

This kind of night fight has always been the most tragic death fight.

Because of the lack of light and the limitations of communication means, the formations of both sides cannot be controlled. It is nothing more than fighting with people and exchanging lives for lives!

The casualties of the soldiers on both sides are soaring rapidly. Before the final end, no one can know how many people will fall in this desperate melee at night!

Cao Cao had already arrived at the front line, standing under the fluttering flag, with dozens of drums beating around him.

One by one, the military school officers of Cao's army were snatched away, covered in blood, and passed in front of Cao Cao.

Many of Cao's soldiers and generals breathed their last in front of Cao Cao.

Many of them were Cao Cao's fellow villagers, Cao Cao's clansmen, and soldiers who had followed Cao Cao since he started his army.

Cao Cao watched the death and injury of these military school officers, tears rolling down his face, but his head was still high, his short body stood straight, and his red and black cloak rolled in the cold wind, like the endless sadness hidden in it.

Another wave of attack by the cavalry army was resisted by the Cao army, but the soldiers on the Cao army's front line were also in tatters.

The remaining soldiers desperately pulled their wounded comrades to retreat, but were stopped by the commander of the Cao army.

The remaining military school general was from Chenliu, and was considered the core of the core of Cao's army.

The military school was also covered with wounds, with wounds on his face, hands and legs. Some were wrapped with cloth strips, while others were not bandaged. It was like a baby's mouth, with blood and flesh squirming. I don't know when the helmet fell off. His hair was disheveled, and he cried and begged.

The military school commander couldn't bear it and looked back at Cao Cao.

Cao Cao lowered his head slightly and walked forward.

The defeated military school fell to his knees with a plop and cried bitterly, "My lord! My lord! The men have tried their best! We have tried our best! There are only less than 80 of my 200 men left! More than half are gone! They are gone! Let them retreat, retreat and take a breath! My lord! These are good men, good men! '

The eyes of everyone around Cao Cao were focused on him.

The sounds of fighting, collisions, screams, and drums mixed together, as if they were going to completely cut, crush, and grind this piece of heaven and earth, as well as the lives of the people in this area, until they were all pulverized!

Cao Cao walked to the defeated military school, helped the defeated military school up, then straightened his crown, bowed deeply, and bowed to the ground!

"My lord! My lord, you can't do this!" The defeated military school hurriedly avoided it.

But Cao Cao pulled him and walked in front of the defeated remnants, "You are all heroes! You should accept Cao's bow!"

Cao Cao bowed again.

The wailing and crying remnants gradually stopped howling and wailing, and looked at Cao Cao.

Cao Cao raised his head, but shed tears, "I am also sad about the death and injury of you all! ! Some of you are my fellow villagers, and some of you are my old acquaintances, but now you are buried in this loess river! How painful! How painful! 』

Cao Cao beat his chest, "If you are fighting for Cao alone, let alone retreating to rest, even if you retreat immediately, I will accept it! But it's not the case now! You are fighting for the destiny of the Han Dynasty! Fight for the future of the country! Fight for Shandong Central Plains, for your hometown and mine! Cao can retreat, but how can I retreat for the emperor of the Han Dynasty, the Han Dynasty, and my hometown of Shandong? ! How can I retreat? ! '

'Cao swears here! Regardless of life or death, your parents are my parents, and your wives are my relatives! As long as I have a bite of food to eat, your parents and wives will have a bite to eat! As long as I have a robe, your parents and wives will not be afraid of the severe cold! '

'The destiny of the Han Dynasty and the future of Shandong are all in your hands! '

'If this battle must be fought to death, then you will go first! Cao will follow! '

'If this battle is not fought to death, then you will preserve the destiny of Shandong and enjoy wealth and honor! Bless your descendants! '

'This is my oath! '

'Heaven and earth are witnesses! '

The defeated military commander exhaled a breath, then kowtowed in front of Cao Cao, 'My lord! I... bid you farewell! '

Cao Cao stepped forward, took off his cloak, and put it on the military commander himself, 'Don't let the people in Guanzhong think that there are no heroes in Shandong! '

The military commander's tears rolled down, but he turned back, raised his head and raised his arms, shouting, 'Good men of Shandong! Follow me! Don't let the people in Guanzhong think that there are no heroes in Shandong! '