Li Jinglong launched a general offensive, and the situation on the battlefield gradually tilted.

The Yan army never expected that the imperial army would become so brave and difficult to deal with overnight.

With Zheng Heng's encounter first, most of the Yan generals still despised the imperial army. As a result, the facts slapped them in the face, as long as there are a few less wine bags and rice bags like Li Jinglong, it is difficult to say who will win and who will lose!

Although the situation was unfavorable, with its strong combat effectiveness, the Yan army was still on a par with the imperial army.

Shen Xuan, who was trapped in the formation, slashed Qu Neng's eldest son with a knife, and rose on horseback, taking advantage of the chaos to fight his way out of the encirclement.

"The traitor is gone!"

Qu Neng couldn't take care of his seriously injured son, so he shot an arrow with a bow, three arrows in a row, and hit Shen Xuan's heart.

The war horse neighed, Shen Xuan blocked sideways, dodging the two deadliest arrows, but was shot in the shoulder by the third arrow.

The surrounding southern soldiers and soldiers all rushed up, slashing their knives and guns, with red eyes, and they were bound to hack Shen Xuan to death on the horse. This god-like general of the Yan Army entered the battle by himself, killing and injuring his comrades.

Kill him to avenge your brother, you must kill him!

The battle intent and the killing intent surged together, Shen Xuan fell into a heavy encirclement again, and there were fewer and fewer Yan troops around him, but there were more and more southern troops.

Zheng Heng's tactics of dealing with Ping'an's sea of people were used against Shen Xuan at the moment. Even if it is a fierce tiger, in such a dangerous situation, it will not be easy to get out.

Qu Neng's eldest son had retreated to the back of the formation, and Qu Neng raised his long knife and rushed towards Shen Xuan.

"If I don't kill you today, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart!"

The severed right arm completely cut off his son's path to advancement. As a military general, what future does there have without an arm!

Qu Neng is furious, the small universe explodes, no matter who you are, you must leave your life behind!

Shen Xuan broke the bow and arrow on his shoulder, threw it under the horse, and let the blood stain the red armor, and under the helmet, a pair of dark eyes were dyed with blood, and the killing intent soared to the sky.

Someone is waiting for him, he must live, he must go back.

People block killing, Buddha blocks and destroys Buddha!

Boom!

The long knife strikes, the blade scratches, and the sparks are dazzling.

Qu Neng tightened the reins, shocked in his heart. I thought that the other party had reached the end of the crossbow, but I never thought that it was still so strong!

Shen Xuan reminded him of a person, who only had a two-sided relationship, but he really made Qu Neng admire the fierce general, Tai-Emperor Zugao's righteous son, a person without virtue in the mouth of the official, and Shen Liang, the former Dingyuan Marquis who was confiscated and sent to the army because of his involvement in the Lan Yu rebellion!

Shen Liang has a son, and he went to the border with him, could it be this person?

His mind surged, but his subordinates showed no mercy. Whether he is Shen Liang's son or not, he is now a thief!

Qu Neng tried his best, and Shen Xuan added a few more wounds to his body. Since joining the army, he has never been so embarrassed.

Surrounded by imperial troops, the hope of breaking through is getting slimmer.

Shen Xuan was like a trapped beast, the long knife in his hand was cut off, and he simply dragged the spear in the enemy's hand, and the war horse was stabbed to death, so he dismounted and fought on foot. Soon, the corpses of the Southern soldiers were piled up all around him.

Blood-stained armor, blood-red eyes, and endless coldness in his expression, the spear swept and was invincible.

Killing God, the real God of Killing!

At this moment, the southern army surrounding him suddenly panicked.

Can this person really be killed? Killed?

Qu Neng was also shocked by Shen Xuan's terror, and even stopped attacking for a while.

The two sides suddenly fell into a stalemate, Shen Xuan held a spear, standing vigorously, with only one thought in his heart, kill!

Kill all the enemies and rush out!

From sunrise to sunset, the fierce fighting continued.

On the battlefield, the corpses of the Yan army and the southern army overlapped, and the blood stained the earth red, converging into a stream, flowing into the rushing river, like the Shura hell.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the generals on both sides were exhausted and continued to fight with only their will.

Li Jinglong thought that he could achieve a victory, but he still couldn't defeat Zhu Di when he didn't want to take advantage of it. The night is coming soon, and the night battle is very unfavorable to your side.

"Collect the troops and fight again tomorrow!"

The offensive of the imperial army slowed down slightly, and the king of Yan immediately ordered the army to withdraw to the north bank, Li Jinglong did not order the pursuit, Guo Ying and Wu Jie had planted firearms called "a swarm of bees" along the way, whether it was a soldier or a war horse, once stepped on, it would either be dead or wounded.

The strangulation of the army came to an end for the time being, and there were only two places on the battlefield where the sound of swords had not stopped.

One is Ping'an, who is surrounded by the Yan army, and the other is Shen Xuan, who is trapped by Qu Neng.

Zheng Heng made up his mind to leave Ping'an's head, and Qu Neng was unwilling to let Shen Xuan go.

Two battlefields, two tiger generals, once the tiger returns to the mountain, it will become a big disaster for his side!

Different horns sounded again, and there were still more than 50 cavalry around Ping'an, fighting for their lives, and finally opened a bloody road for the main general. Zheng Heng looked at Ping'an's back and angrily plunged his spear into the ground.

"Retreat, go back to the camp!"

Shen Xuan was not as lucky as Ping'an, the Yan army around him was killed and wounded, and Qu Neng continued to shrink the encirclement, relying on him alone, no matter how brave and powerful he was.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a well-armored Yan cavalry suddenly appeared outside the encirclement.

There were not many people, only a hundred horses, but it also surprised Qu Neng. Why is this cavalry here? Could it be that King Yan's withdrawal is fake, and the sneak attack is real?

It was just a moment of flashing, Shen Xuan had already pointed his spear at the point, picked up several Southern Army foot soldiers one after another, and rushed outward.

Qu Neng hurriedly shouted: "Stop him!" ”

It's too late.

The Yan army outside the formation also launched a charge at this time, desperately trying to rescue Shen Xuan from the formation.

After a day of fierce fighting, Qu Neng's soldiers were already exhausted, and their mental and physical strength were at the limit, and they were rushed by more than 100 cavalry and immediately dispersed.

Qu Neng couldn't, so he could only watch Shen Xuan rush out of the encirclement, grab the arm of the leading cavalry, and jump on the horse.

"The conductor is injured?"

"No problem."

It was Meng who led the troops to rescue Shen Xuan, although he heard Shen Xuan say that it was okay, but he still gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Commander, can you still open your bow?"

"Yes."

"That's good."

Meng took out a few strange-looking arrows from the quiver on horseback and handed them to Shen Xuan, "Who hurt you just now, shoot him with this, it doesn't matter if you can't shoot him, it will definitely make him look good!" ”

Shen Xuan didn't say much, took the longbow from the other knight, and took advantage of the last trace of afterglow at sunset, and pulled the longbow on horseback.

The sound of breaking the air rose, and the arrow went straight towards Qu Neng.

Three arrows in a row, sparks-burst-burst, a gray-black smoke accompanied by a choking smell, instantly diffused.

"Archery!"

As soon as Meng gave an order, the knights who came with him drew their bows and shot arrows, and the crackling sound sounded one after another, and the smoke became even thicker. Qu Neng and his men were trapped in the smoke, their eyes red and swollen with tears, and they coughed incessantly.

"Cunning!"

Qu Neng only scolded, and couldn't speak, a gust of wind blew, and he inhaled a mouthful of smoke, and his throat hurt like a fire.

"Let's go!"

Shen Xuan clasped Meng's waist with one arm, his chin rested on Meng's shoulder, and a layer of cold sweat on his forehead became cold due to blood loss.

Meng did not dare to delay and ordered to return to the camp immediately. There's no time to clean it up now, but he remembers, those who dare to hurt Shen Xuan, one counts as one, and no one wants to run!

The horse's hooves were raised, and they galloped all the way. Meng wanted to cross the river downstream, but was stopped by Shen Xuan.

"Go upstream."

"But the conductor, it's more ...... here"

"Listen to me." Shen Xuan's arm clasped around Meng's waist was forced, and the voice could only be heard by each other, "Without a military order, you will leave the camp without permission, and you may be dealt with by military law when you go back." The army returned to the camp and set it upstream, remember, you were worried about His Royal Highness King Yan before you left the camp to answer after the horn sounded. ”

"Yes."

Meng didn't say anything more, and ordered everyone to advance to the upper reaches of Lu, "The southern army is cunning, I'm afraid that it will set up an ambush in the middle, I'll wait to meet the army!" ”

"Obey!"

Eight of the cavalry were Meng's hardcore and had been by his side since the time of the hundred households, and the others had also received many benefits from Meng, so naturally they did whatever Meng said about it.

Halfway through, there was a sudden roar in the distance, and experienced soldiers could hear the sound of gunpowder-burning-exploding.

"Keep going!"

Meng's throat was a little dry, could it be that Shen Xuan said that there was really an ambush?

As they approached, the sound faded away, and in the darkness there were only the corpses of men and horses lying down.

"What's going on?"

Everyone was in their hearts at the same time, Meng wanted to ask Shen Xuan, but he didn't get an answer, so he was so frightened that he went to probe Shen Xuan's nose. Seeing that the other party opened his eyes and his eyes were clear, his heart fell back when he mentioned his throat.

Gotta get back to camp right away!

At this moment, another sound of horses' hooves was heard, and the four horsemen walked out of the darkness. There were no torches, only a vague outline could be discerned, and everyone was immediately on alert. Meng raised his right arm, turned over and dismounted, and knelt on one knee, "Meng, the lowly guard of Yanshan, see the prince!" ”

Shen Xuan was also taken down by him, his voice was low and hoarse, but it was very clear, "Shen Xuan, the commander of the lowly Yanshan guard, has seen the prince. ”

Hearing this, everyone dismounted.

"Humble to see the prince!"

It wasn't that Meng Shishilang had fiery eyes and could recognize Zhu Di's appearance in the dark, if he hadn't seen that unusual helmet, Meng wouldn't have dared to easily conclude that the person in front of him was King Yan.

It is possible for the Southern Army to pretend to be anyone, but they don't dare to pretend to be Zhu Di. Li Jinglong did not dare to wear this armor when he went into battle in person, and the crime of violating the rules and beheading was almost equivalent to rebellion.

Meng can recognize King Yan, it doesn't mean that King Yan can recognize him, and it is the best way to report his name and official position together.

Sure enough, the four people who were originally murderous hung down their long knives, and Zhu Di ordered Meng to step forward alone, ask about the situation, and learned that Shen Xuan was seriously injured, and said hatefully: "Dare to hurt Lone's nephew, Lone wants to kill his whole family!" ”

Meng really wanted to lead the crowd to shout "Lord Wang", but now was not the time, so he helped Shen Xuan to get back on his horse and said, "Lord Wang, I am worried that there will be another ambush by the enemy-army, so it is better to return to the camp as soon as possible." ”

"That's true."

The swarm of bees planted by Guo Ying and Wu Jie made Yan Jun suffer enough. In order to cover the retreat of the army, King Yan personally returned to the palace to divert the pursuers of the imperial army, but he didn't want to get lost halfway. Fortunately, he met Meng and his party, otherwise he would have to dismount and identify the direction of the river in order to find the camp.

"Meng Yi has made great contributions, and he will be rewarded again!"

Meng Gang was about to say that this was Shen Xuan's credit, but his arm was clenched by a big hand.

Shen Xuan's face was pale, and he insisted on saying, "I have thanked the prince on behalf of my subordinates." ”

King Yan rode his horse and approached, his voice worried, "Can Xuan'er hold on?" ”

"Lord Lao is worried, and Xuan Wan is dead."

"Nonsense!" King Yan's eyes widened, "Damn it, it's the bastard who hurt you, it's the Zhuzi Ping'an, it's Li Jiujiang, it's the ......" Jianwen, that yellow-mouthed child!"

Galloping all the way, I finally saw the light of the fire in the camp.

The generals in the camp were all worried when they saw that King Yan had not returned for a long time. Zhu Neng, Zhang Yu and others personally went out of the camp to respond, if they couldn't find King Yan again, they would attack Li Jinglong's Chinese army camp at night.

"Lord Wang!"

King Yan was welcomed into the camp by everyone, and the four horsemen behind his palace also dismounted one after another.

Taking off the helmet, the leader turned out to be Zheng He, and the other short was a eunuch named Gou'er.

Meng was stunned again, the eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty were really quite characterful. A fierce man like Zheng He, even if he lacks parts, he is a pure master!

When Zhu Di returned, the generals suddenly had the backbone, and they all said that today's draw was caused by the light enemy, and they will definitely give the other party a good look tomorrow!

King Yan also held back his anger, and immediately made a decision, ordering Zhang Yu to be the central army, Zhu Neng to be the left army, and Chen Heng to be the friendly army, and a total of the vanguard. Xu Zhong will be in the front, Fang Kuan will be in the rear, and Qiu Fu will lead the cavalry to follow. Let's not play sneak attacks, and we will no longer preserve our strength, tomorrow the whole army will press on and swear to break Li Jinglong's army!

"Success or failure is here!"

After the combat mission was issued, the generals returned to the camp to prepare for battle.

The arrow on Shen Xuan's shoulder has been taken out, Doctor Zhao did not accompany the army this time, and Dr. Liu's medical skills are also quite good, apply the wound medicine, tie the boiled and dried cloth, and drink a bowl of soup medicine, and the pale face will soon have a bloody color.

"Commander Shen's injuries are not serious, but he has lost too much blood." Dr. Liu put away the medicine box, "If you don't have a fever tonight, you will be fine tomorrow." ”

Meng stared, he was about to faint, and his injuries were not serious?

"Of course." Dr. Liu waved his hand, "It's just an arrow injury, it's okay." ”

Shen Xuan thanked Dr. Liu, waited for the curtain to be lowered, clasped Meng's wrist, and leaned on the couch, "What Dr. Liu said is right, it's just a small injury, it's okay." ”

"Is it really okay?" Meng looked at Shen Xuan suspiciously, he had been slashed by a knife for a few months, and half of Shen Xuan's armor was stained red with blood, and he said it was a small injury?

"It's fine." As soon as Shen Xuan's hand was forced, Meng was pulled into his arms by him, and gently patted Meng's back, "Tomorrow will be fine." ”

When is he a three-year-old?

Meng Shishilang pursed his lips, carefully avoiding the wound on Shen Xuan's shoulder, and leaned on it without moving.

To be honest, such a posture is not comfortable, and it can't stand Meng Leyi.

Even if his waist is twisted, he is willing!

It was quiet in the tent, and after a long time, Meng became drowsy, and Shen Xuan suddenly asked, "What's the matter with those arrows?" ”

"That." Meng pressed his eyebrows and said, "There are rockets in the army, but they are just adding some materials. ”

"What's more?"

"Sandy, pepper and stuff." After a pause, he suddenly sobered up a lot, "I asked the commissioner to help, there are more than a dozen craftsmen from the miscellaneous bureau-drawing-transfer among the strong men who transport grain and grass, and one of them can make gunpowder." ”

"Yes."

"But what's wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong with that." Shen Xuan let go of Meng, got up and picked up the coat that was put aside, "Let someone go and call the craftsman who can make gunpowder, bring a few rockets, and follow me to see the prince." ”

"Now?"

"Now."

As he spoke, Shen Xuan had already put on his coat and fastened his belt.

Looking at Shen Xuan's neat movements, Meng Shishilang was a little stupid.

In other words, he was so badly injured that it would not work at all not to lie in bed for a few days. According to Shen's command, he may be able to use his knife on the battlefield again tomorrow.

People and people are really incomparable.

He likes beauty, and beauty likes him. But if he goes further, he can only be pressed by the beauty, and he is pressed by the beauty, otherwise, the fist will serve.

Is there still a rush in this day?

There should be......

When the Yan army's camp was waiting for battle, the camp of the imperial army was also comprehensive-martial law, especially around the Chinese army's tent, which was really three layers inside and three layers outside, and it was surrounded by water. It's not so much to defend the coach as to prevent him from running away again.

Today, there was a draw with Yan Jun, and on the whole, it seems that his side still has the advantage. Guo Ying'an and other generals are very confident in achieving the final victory, in this case, there must be no more things like the coach throwing away the army and running away by himself!

Look at Li Jinglong, stabilize him, all kinds of strict guards, and don't let him leave the Chinese army's tent for more than ten steps!

Li Jinglong also knew his situation, and if he ran again, his military career and political career would end early. If Ping An and the others don't send troops, he won't run. He craves a victory more than anyone else, even if it's a small victory, even if it's a miserable victory, it doesn't matter!

At midnight, thunder exploded, lightning streaked across the sky, and rain poured down.

It is rare for April to have such heavy rains, but also thunderstorms.

The lightning flashed one after another, and the water in the Yan army camp quickly accumulated, and the soldiers did not care about the rain, and hurriedly clothed the grain and grass with oilcloth.

Suddenly, several muffled thunders and lightning exploded, as if the sky was about to break.

A dazzling fireball fell in the Yan military camp and smashed directly in front of King Yan's tent, and the flames soared into the sky.

The generals who saw this scene were all petrified and stiffened.

Think that at the beginning, when King Yan was mobilizing for rebellion, the roof tiles made the generals tremble, and now sitting in the camp, there are fireballs falling from the sky?

Isn't it a warning from God?

King Yan, who was studying rockets in the tent, didn't speak for a long time.

He rebelled, and if he rebelled, he would be struck by lightning? Then his father should have been golden and full of energy.

However, only Zhu Di firmly believes that God doesn't look at him unpleasantly, and he must let his generals believe it, otherwise if he doesn't bomb the battalion, he will make people panic and lose their will to fight.

After all, rebellion is a speculative business, although the greater the risk, the more returns, but if the speculation fails, it will cost you your own life.

Zhu Di himself is not a rebel and cannot survive, but the generals under him are different. surrendered to the imperial court with a counterattack, and Zhu Yunwen also had to treat them well for the sake of fame.

Thinking of this, Zhu Di was not calm.

Shen Xuan pressed the wound on his shoulder with one hand, and his brows were also frowned.

Zheng He's face turned pale, obviously frightened by the vision from the sky.

The only calm person in the tent was Meng, wasn't it just that the thunder struck, and a few spears unfortunately became lightning rods? But he couldn't say that it was a natural phenomenon, and no one believed it.

Meng Shishilang's eyes rolled, and he simply raised his arms, learned Daoyan, and shouted: "Good omen!" ”

I didn't control the volume well, and my voice was broken, but I managed to attract everyone's attention.

"Fire is respected, this is a good omen from heaven, and the prince will win! Our army will win! ”

Meng shouted passionately, and the voice came out of the tent, and the soldiers outside the tent turned their stiff necks, suspecting that they had misheard.

Is being struck by lightning a good omen? Which bad sect's crooked doctrine is this?

King Yan's expression changed, and Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed twice, "Yes, this is a good omen!" Victory! ”

After the words fell, he lifted the curtain of the tent, strode out of the curtain, and drew out a long knife, "This is God to help me, our army will win!" ”

Looking at King Yan's posture, Meng suddenly turned pale.

Raising a knife in a thunderstorm and making a pose like a Lady of Liberty, did you think the thunder just now was not accurate enough?

If Emperor Jianwen knew the knowledge of natural science, and then saw this situation, there would definitely be no need to continue to worry, uncle was looking for Lei Split by himself, is there anything better than this?

Fortunately, King Yan had good luck, and when he was looking for a split, the thunder became smaller and smaller, the rain weakened, and the lightning disappeared.

Zhu Di can hold up a long knife without scruples to make a speech, being struck by lightning is a good omen, an absolute good omen!

A pass to promote the seal - construction - superstition - belief, no matter whether others believe it or not, in short, Yan Jun believed it.

When the rain stopped, a cavalry team composed of Mongols suddenly appeared outside the camp, according to the report, they were ordered by the tribal leader to come to the aid of the king of Yan, accompanied by two Yan soldiers who guarded Hou Xian's exit, with Hou Xian and Yang Duo's handwritten letters, and the end of the letter was stamped with the seal handed over to Hou Xian by the king of Yan himself.

Zhu Di was immediately overjoyed, personally greeted the three hundred Mongolian cavalry, ordered people to be properly settled, temporarily incorporated into Qiu Fu's command, and fought with the army tomorrow.

At this time, the morale of the Yan army was rising, sharpening their knives, waiting for the dawn to come.

The heavens have sent auspicious signs, and this battle will be won!

Hit, must fight!

When the Duoyan Sanwei in the camp saw these newly arrived Mongolian cavalry, a sense of crisis suddenly rose.

What does it mean that scarce is expensive, and strong competitors are born? You can be laid off at any time!

Mongolian strong men sharpened their knives overnight, and they were determined to work hard for the sake of cattle and sheep, for the pasture, and for the job!

Shen Xuan took the initiative to ask King Yan to fight, and joined the forward team tomorrow, with the shame of blood today!

King Yan patted Shen Xuan's uninjured shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay! Zheng Zheng man should be like this! ”

Meng did not take the initiative to ask for battle, but he also gained a lot of benefits. The Mongolian cavalry came, and was struck by lightning into a good omen, coupled with the rockets offered, when they left the tent of King Yan, Meng Tongzhi became a thing of the past, and Meng Tongzhi took office.

From the fourth grade to the third grade, Meng Shishilang's road to promotion and fortune has once again made a qualitative leap.