The stars in the sky were shining with cold light, and frost had already enveloped the sky and earth. But Chen Yu and the 30,000 light cavalry led by him did not feel cold--long raids, bumpy all the way, and hot sweat came out of their bodies. Even so, no one dared to fall out of the team. Rescue was like putting out a fire. If the Moling Pass was lost due to lack of support, then Western Chu would face a catastrophe. Chen Yu was attached to Xiang Yu, but he would only move history back for a few months. What would be next, and the torrent of history would be included in the torrent of history.

Chen Yu didn't care about how history develops. At this critical moment of survival, being able to save his life and vent his anger for the heroes of the ages has become his most priority. As for the future historical trends, it is not something he can consider.

When Moling Pass was still more than fifty miles away, raging fires rose in the direction of Moling - this was an alarm for large-scale attacks by the enemy - Chen Yu had already ordered people to build beacon towers along the river. As long as the Han army advanced from a certain place, the beacon fires would be ignited, and the other Chu troops in various places could rush to rescue. It was a bit like Guan Yu went north to compete during the Three Kingdoms period. When he was in Xiangyang and Fancheng, beacon towers were covered in Jingzhou. Unfortunately, the hero was over and crossed the river by Lu Meng in white and attacked Jingzhou.

It was also a beacon tower along the river, Guan Yu's failed to play a role, but Chen Yu's did not waste his energy. An alarm came from Moling Pass and soon went west and south.

"Three armies, the Han army is attacking Moling. You are following you to attack Moling. Wait until the Han army is defeated, and you will drink with you." Chen Yu waved his halberd, and asked the army to speed up and go to rescue.

When the 30,000 Chu light cavalry heard the situation of the war, they were more energetic. On the one hand, they were not in vain tonight's long-distance expedition, and the other hand, there was another battle, which was more refreshing than anything else.

Among these 30,000 light cavalry, many were soldiers who participated in the Pengcheng Battle. In that battle, 30,000 cavalry quickly moved south from Lu, left Huling to occupy Xiaoxian, and then counterattacked from west to east. Taking advantage of Liu Bang's indulgence in pleasure and neglected the opportunity to prevent, they began to attack in the morning and defeated the Han army at noon, squeezed Liu Bang's troops into the valley and swimming. The Han army trampled on each other and was killed by the Chu army more than 100,000 people. In that battle, although the Chu army had only 30,000 cavalry and was at an absolute disadvantage in number, they defeated hundreds of thousands of Han army in one fell swoop. From then on, the Chu army became an invincible incarnation, which became a nightmare for the Han army.

Today, the Overlord led these 30,000 light cavalry again to help Moling. How could the soldiers not be excited? Maybe this battle can create a classic battle that wins more with less.

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After Xiang Zhuang arrived in Moling, he slightly rectified his military affairs and stationed 3,000 troops outside the pass. Relying on the two hills north of Shitou City, he built fortifications and paid close attention to the every move of the Han army on the other side. Before leaving, the overlord ordered that although this was just a place for the enemy to feint attack, in order to deceive the overlord, they would definitely strengthen the attack to make the overlord believe that this was the main attack direction. Therefore, Xiang Zhuang did not dare to be careless. If the enemy could defeat himself in feint attack, could he still raise his head in the camp in the future? Can he still be matched with the surname "Xiang", which has the supreme glory?

That night, the temperature dropped sharply, and the wet and cold river breeze blew up the south bank, making people's bones hurt. Several tower whistles looking at the hill were trembling with coldness, but none of them were defeated by the cold and fatigue, and they were still observing the movements on the river with conscientious duties.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow," the silence of dawn was broken by the sudden sound, the sound was getting closer and closer, and became clearer. It was obvious that the sound came from the river, and the dense ships were carrying thousands of Han troops, quietly approaching the bank of the river.

"Who?" a tower whistle shouted violently, "There are ships on the river, and the troops are on guard."

All the garrison soldiers woke up, and the strong bow and crossbow in their hands also aimed at the Jiangan below.

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When Xiangzhuang heard the Han army attack, he quickly put on the battlefield. When he arrived on the hill, he found something was wrong. Does so many people need to attack? Under the light of the fire, he had already seen clearly that the Han army ships everywhere on the river were squirming with many Han army as densely as maggots in the pit in spring, and were constantly climbing ashore.

"No, Captain Lin, go and light the beacon, and all three piles of wolf smoke on the platform are lit." Xiang Zhuang knew that it was not good, so he quickly ordered someone to light the beacon - all three piles of fire are ignited. This is a pre-set method - a sign of the enemy's large-scale invasion.

"All archers are ready, aim at the Han army that is on the ashore and shoot!" Xiang Zhuang personally directed the crossbowman to come.

The best way to deal with the Han army on the shore and the ones that were moving closer to the shore is to have sharp wolf teeth and arrows.

With the sound of Xiangzhuang's "shoot", thousands of arrow-feathered feathers flew into the dense Han army formation like locusts. The screams suddenly became endless, mixed with the shouts of the Han army, which seemed earth-shaking. Rows of Han army were shot down from arrows, and rows of Han army stepped onto the shore regardless of life and death, and rushed to the hills on the shore.

"Prepare to roll the wood and beat the stone!" Seeing that the Han army had already rushed up the mountain, Xiangzhuang shouted quickly, "Smash!"

The Chu army on the mountain had prepared stones as big as millstones and giant trees full of iron nails. At this moment, they called the Han soldiers who were climbing up. In an instant, the stones were killed and the trees were killed. The Han army charged up was killed and the Han army was killed without his life. The red blood gathered into a red stream, flowing along the hillside into the river - the river water was soon dyed black and red.

However, there were too many Han troops, and many generals took arrows to supervise the battle, which made them afraid to retreat. Despite the heavy casualties, they still rushed up like crazy. Many Han troops who had already reached the shore opened their bows and shot up the hills. For a moment, the Chu army was also injured by arrows and stained their positions with blood.

Outnumbered! Such words suddenly popped up in Xiang Zhuang's mind. Moling seemed to be unable to defend itself. Once Moling was lost, the Chu army would fall into a situation where it was attacked by the Han army. If the Han army went east from Jiujiang again, then it would be surrounded on three sides, and Western Chu might have become history.

Thinking of this, Xiang Zhuang couldn't help but sweat. Could it be that the overlord's foundation will be destroyed from now on? Could it be that Fengpei scoundrel, Huaiyin Kuofu and others really become the masters of the world?

"General Xiang, the Han army is in great power, and our army cannot resist the enemy. The brothers suffered too much casualties. It is better to withdraw back to Moling and stand firm and wait for assistance." A deputy general of Xiangzhuang persuaded anxiously when he saw the critical situation.

"Standing to wait for assistance?" Xiang Zhuang kicked the deputy general over, "As soon as I retreated, the Han army would all cross the river. Who will wait for rescue at that time?"

"Report," a soldier was covered in blood and climbed to Xiangzhuang, and said in a crying voice, "General Xiang, if we do not retreat into Moling Pass, our army will probably be wiped out."

Xiang Zhuang opened his eyes wide open, pulled out the sword under his ribs, pierced the soldier's chest with one sword, then kicked it away, raised his sword and shouted: "A real man can die on the battlefield, lucky! All the troops will follow the general to fight, and they should not retreat without saying goodbye."

The Chu army also had his eyes red, dropped his crossbow, picked up his long sword, and was stalemate with the Han army rushing up, launching a more tragic hand-to-hand battle. (To be continued)
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