Before Yan Le's shout fell, Xue Yong took the lead, brandishing the Xuanwu war knife, and directly cut down the rebel army who was commanding the closing of the city gate to the ground.

"Brothers, kill!" After seizing the city gate, Xue Yong waved the Xuanwu war knife in his hand again, and roared angrily.

The iron cavalry behind him, seeing that his general had seized the city gate, suddenly all of them were bloodthirsty wolves, rushed into the flock, like cutting cabbage, and cut down the rebels to the ground one by one.

Although it has already experienced a fiasco, there are still as many as sixty or seventy thousand soldiers under Yan Le's command. It is more than ten times that of Xue Yong and Zhao Wenlong.

However, all of them had become frightened birds, and in the face of the wolf-like iron horsemen, they all instinctively fled in all directions, and did not put up any decent resistance at all.

"King Yan, the officers and soldiers have come in, and the last general will cover you to fight your way out of the encirclement!" Zhao Guang saw that the city gate had been lost, so he immediately raised his throat and shouted.

Yan Leqi stomped his feet, but now that the general trend has gone, he is really helpless. If you escape a little slower, you will definitely end up with the same fate as King Zhao.

"Quick, protect King Yan and kill it!" Zhao Guang commanded hundreds of soldiers to protect Yan Le and killed him towards the west gate.

However, as soon as they left the West City Gate, Zhao Wenlong led 1,500 iron cavalry to surround them.

It turned out that Zhao Wenlong felt that something was wrong, and he was worried that he would be ambushed by the enemy, so he did not go directly into the city with Xue Yong's troops. Instead, he led 1,500 dragon scale iron cavalry to guard outside the West City Gate, in case he was ambushed by the enemy, he could also plan to break out of the siege by Xue Yong's troops.

Unexpectedly, they didn't wait for Xue Yong, but they ran into the big fish of the traitor Yanle.

At this time, around the rebel king Yanle, there were only more than a thousand soldiers who died, and when they saw this situation, they were so frightened that they trembled.

"Protect King Yan and rush out!" Zhao Guang saw that the situation was not good, so he raised his throat and shouted.

The murderous voice was still swirling back and forth on the tip of his tongue, and he saw him wielding a glittering scimitar, like a tiger descending from a mountain, and killed Zhao Wenlong.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Wenlong did not fight to the death, but snorted coldly and shouted: "Archer, prepare!" ”

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Flutter, flutter, flutter......"

The feathered arrows pierced through the rebel's body like a storm.

The moment the bubbling blood gushed out, their souls were also taken out, and they became a cold corpse forever.

After three rounds of feather arrows, the remnants of King Yan, who were caught off guard, were directly shot and killed by a third.

"Brothers, rush with me, kill, and capture the traitorous Wang Yanle alive!"

The cold spear in Zhao Wenlong's hand flashed, swallowing deadly flames, and directly passed through the body of the rebel general Zhao Guang.

In an instant, the blood flowed like a waterfall!

Yan Le saw that he had been completely defeated, and suddenly gave up the idea of escaping, and his eyes were full of angry flames, and he suddenly pulled out the seven-star treasure knife, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and slashed towards Zhao Wenlong's head.

Zhao Wenlong was shocked when he saw the situation, and instinctively waved his spear to meet him.

"Bang!"

The crisp sound of metal clashes exploded like muffled thunder, and the calcium carbide sparks that burst out were like fireworks blooming during the Yuan Xi Festival, reflecting the faces of both warring sides in the flickering light and dark.

Zhao Wenlong's cultivation was not as good as Yan Le's, and his arm was so numb that he retreated more than a dozen steps.

Yan Le saw that Zhao Wenlong was shocked back, brandished the Seven Star Treasure Knife, rode his horse to kill him, and tried to cut him down the horse.

Then, just as Yan Le's sharp blade was about to slash Zhao Wenlong's life, a brother from the Dragon Scale Clan's team pounced on him in the air and blocked this fatal knife with his own flesh.

Seeing his brother of life and death being split in half alive, Zhao Wenlong's anger didn't hit anywhere, and he raised his throat and let out a beast-like roar.

The cold spear flickered, like a meteor piercing the sky, and stabbed straight at Yan Le's choked throat.

At the same time, the murderous sword in Yan Le's hand also slashed at Zhao Wenlong with the momentum of slashing Huashan again.

Just as the cold spear in Zhao Wenlong's hand pierced Yan Le's choked throat, the seven-star treasure knife wielded by Yan Le also slashed diagonally through Zhao Wenlong's arm.

"Poof!"

Yan Le's eyes were torn, and he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell in a pool of blood.

Zhao Wenlong's body also seemed to be evacuated, completely paralyzed to the ground, and the blood flowed like a waterfall, dyeing the blue sky red.

I saw that he grinned in pain, but looking at the traitor Yanle being beheaded by himself, a smug smile still rose on the corner of his mouth.

Because the rebel king Yanle was killed, the sixty or seventy thousand rebels in Qinghe City, except for a very few who resisted to the death and were killed by Xue Yong and others on the spot, the rest of them all surrendered on the spot because the dragons were leaderless.

Three days later, the main force of Chenyang rushed to Wancheng, and the two armies turned, so far Lin Feng had collected and surrendered 400,000 troops.

From these 400,000 soldiers, Lin Feng selected another 100,000 strong people and incorporated them into the army. The remaining 300,000 people were released.

Of course, in order to prevent them from rebelling again, Lin Feng implemented his Juntian policy in the vicinity of Wancheng.

Now the rear supply of the army mainly comes from Wangcheng, but Lin Feng knows very well in his heart that once Wangcheng is in turmoil, or someone secretly makes trouble and cuts off the supply line of the army, these 300,000 brothers will face the danger of annihilation.

Therefore, for the sake of prudence, he wanted to turn Wancheng into a rear base for the supply of the army to support this protracted counterinsurgency war.

Although this is inconsistent with the policy of the imperial court, I think of the inaction policy adopted by the imperial court towards the nine counties in the northwest over the years, and for the sake of the overall situation of counterinsurgency. There are some dead-eyed Ming Zhong, not only did not oppose it, but also vigorously supported Lin Feng's policy.

Although Ming Zhong is a little dead-eyed, he is not stupid. Nowadays, there is a drought in the nine counties in the northwest, and many fertile fields have not been harvested. If these soldiers are not given a way to live, they will gather a crowd to rebel.

Unless, kill them all. But no matter what, these are 300,000 living beings, Lin Feng can't bear it, and Ming Zhong can't bear it.

Many of the surrendered troops were just local people, and the vast majority of them rebelled because they were forced to do so.

Let's ask, except for a very small number of careerists, as long as they can fill their stomachs, who is willing to do this headless thing?

The vast majority of the surrendered soldiers are not careerists, and they do not have the dream of achieving hegemony and worshipping the prime minister.

If they talk about dreams, having food to eat, clothes to wear, and the safety of their wives and children, parents are probably their biggest dreams.

After Lin Feng pacified the 300,000 surrendered troops, he began to prepare to reorganize his troops and horses and recover the lost territory occupied by the rebels.

In the mansion of the city lord of Wancheng, Lin Feng lived in the first seat, Ming Zhong accompanied the deputy seat, Chen Yang, Xue Yong, Zhao Wenlong and others sat on the left, and the local officials of Wancheng also lived on the right.

In the middle of them was a huge sandalwood table with a detailed map of the nine northwestern counties.

Lin Feng glanced around at everyone and asked in a condensed voice: "This general wants to pacify the rebellion in the northwest, I don't know if you have any good suggestions?" ”

Ming Zhong pondered for a while, and said respectfully: "Now the nine counties in the northwest are guarded by the tiger and iron cavalry of Qin Wu, the king of Zhenbei, except for Tianyuan County, the other eight counties are almost all in the hands of the rebels. ”

Hearing Ming Zhong's words, everyone else nodded in agreement.

In fact, Lin Feng also knew very well in his heart that with the 400,000 army in his hands, it was almost impossible to quickly quell the rebellion. Otherwise, he would not have implemented the policy of supporting the people around Wancheng.

Chen Yang pondered for a moment, then glanced at the map again, and then took over and responded: "What Ming Gong said is reasonable, but at this time, the entire northwest territory is almost in the hands of the rebels, if it is blindly defensive, it will only increase the arrogance of the rebels." Moreover, if you are so passive and avoid war, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Wang Cheng to explain. ”

Hearing Chen Yang's words, there was another burst of discussion below.

Simple-minded Xue Yong heard two diametrically opposed opinions, and both seemed to make sense. Immediately, he shouted with a big grin: "This battle is not, and it is not a defense, what should I do?" My head is big when I hear it. ”

Although Xue Yong's words were not very good, they expressed the thoughts of most of the people present.

Suddenly, almost everyone shifted their attention to Lin Feng, hoping that he would come up with a definite idea.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, glanced at the sheepskin map, and said in an expressionless tone: "Now the traitor King Yanle and Zhao Wen have been ambushed, and their main force has also been completely defeated by us. In my opinion, we should take advantage of its new defeat and low morale to make a decisive attack, besiege the county town of Yanling, and sweep the entire Yanzhao County. ”

Without waiting for Lin Feng's words to fall, Ming Zhong hurriedly said again: "General, it is true that the rebels are newly defeated and demoralized, but the county town of Yanling City is impregnable, and Yanling is dangerous, and our army's elite cavalry is not good at attacking fortified positions, and it will be difficult to conquer in a short time." Moreover, Yanling City and Qinshui County are only separated by a river. If we can't attack for a long time, if the rebels of Qinshui County come to the rescue again, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

"General Mingzhong, what do you mean by this, what do you mean that our army has many elite cavalry, and is not good at attacking tough battles, do you think we can't capture Yanling City?" Xue Yong saw Ming Zhong confronting Lin Feng, and immediately replied disdainfully.

"That is, if we stop at Yanling City, our morale will definitely be low over time, and when the time comes, we will not have to fight this battle, and we will be defeated by ourselves." Zhang Jian also replied coldly.

Hearing Xue Yong and Zhang Jian's words, Ming Zhong's somewhat dark face suddenly turned red, and he replied hesitantly: "The two generals misunderstood, I definitely didn't mean that." ”

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, Lin Feng smiled slightly, pointed to the sheepskin map, and said, "What Ming Gong said is very true, but if we send a cavalry to attack thousands of miles, and suddenly launch an attack when the rebels of Qinshui County cross the river to help, what will be the result?" ”