Fei Yi has followed King Zhao to fight on the battlefield since he was young, and over the years, he has experienced hundreds of battles and experienced countless war tests. It can be said that he has a lot of combat experience. The success or failure of a war is of course related to many objective factors, but in the final analysis, it still lies in careful planning in advance and the grasp of the initiative on the battlefield.

In the past, he followed King Zhao to fight many hearty victories, and also experienced some hard battles. However, even he had never felt so sure of the war that was about to begin. He never imagined that he could strategize to such an extent with the wisdom of just one person.

In a sense, the Dragoons had already decided the outcome of this war before they set off from Dragon City. And these 5,000 elite cavalry may just come to reap the fruits of victory. Now, the only thing their royal highness is thinking about is how to destroy all the enemies on the predetermined battlefield without losing themselves...... Fei Yi, the minister of state who wanted to understand this, decided in his heart that Chu Jiangmian was a little unique, and he was the chosen one to shoulder the eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers of Zhao State again.

The wind is fierce, and the banner is rolling. Chu Jiangmian, who was standing under this huge banner, calmly watched the flames flying on the river, with no sadness or joy on his face. Even though he was sure of victory, the scene in front of him was not what he liked.

He is not a murderous man, let alone a genius general on the battlefield. If he had a choice, he would rather fight cocks and lackeys and be the prince in the eyes of the world. However, in this era of turmoil and strife, how can he do what he wants? If you want to keep your hands from blood, it's impossible.

"Your Highness, Gongzi Liangsheng has returned unharmed."

Fei Yi whispered, causing him to retract his thoughts. When he heard the earth-shattering war drums and shouts in his ears again, Chu Jiangmian saw the figure with black veils wrapped around his arms, accompanied by several attendants with knives, walking through the mountains and walking in front of him. And Lao Ji, who was following behind with a sword, just nodded to him, and then jumped up a big tree and went to a high place to see the excitement. Chu Jiangmian finally put his mind at ease. He stretched out his hand and took the initiative to hold Gongzi Liangsheng's hand.

"Brother, it's been a hard trip...... Thank you very much! ”

Liangsheng, the son who escaped death, felt the temperature from the palm of his hand, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He knew that the other party's words of thanks not only represented himself, but also represented Zhao Guo and all the people. This weight was enough to compensate for any danger he had experienced.

"Your Highness, it's serious! That's what I'm supposed to do. ”

With both hands in hand, everything is in plain sight. As the saying goes, "Brothers work together, and their profits break gold"! They are all the sons of King Zhao, and when the catastrophe comes, they should be connected by blood and have the same hatred!

Minister Fei Yi looked at the scene in front of him and felt that the corners of his eyes were a little moist. The veteran, who deeply understood Chu Jiangmian's meaning, stepped forward and shouted for orders.

"Your Highness! The eldest prince has returned safely, so he doesn't have to worry about anything anymore. Most of the enemy forces have already entered the intended battlefield...... Please give it an order! ”

"Good! Pass the order, and the dragoons attack! The first battle is mighty, and no prisoners are left! ”

Chu Jiangmian finally pulled out the Fengyun Sword in his hand and issued the order for the first battle in his life! When everyone heard it, their hearts were shaken. I really didn't expect that His Royal Highness the Prince, who usually follows and is insipid, once he goes to the battlefield, he will be so decisive. However, while shocked by his cruel orders, what rose in everyone's hearts was fanatical support.

After Chu Jiangmian finished speaking, he casually stuck the sword in the ground, waved the big flag, and stood on a high place to wave in the wind. The herald's flying rider swept away the smoke and dust and went to tell the dragoons. And Minister Fei Yi threw off his helmet, rolled up his sleeves, and personally beat the drum to cheer.

In the sound of the clanging war drums, Long Yu suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing like a sharp sword. He and his cavalry finally waited for the order to attack! They all saw the banner waving in the wind, and they also heard the drums that were like raindrops. His Royal Highness the Prince waved the flag, and the Prime Minister beat the drum! With such great glory and encouragement, all the cavalry officers and men did not think much about anything. There is only one belief left in their hearts: live up to the military order and kill all the enemies!

At this moment, Bai Chu, the general of the Southern Han Dynasty, was holding a long sword on the riverbank, and he had just taken a few breaths, wanting to calm his nervousness. When he looked back, it was only in such a short period of time, and the entire hull of the main warship he was on had already been engulfed in flames. And the other ships weren't much better. Tongues of fire danced in the wind, and almost most of the more than a hundred warships were burning. Some of the Southern Han sergeants who did not have time to escape to the shore were cut off by the fire, and they either jumped into the river in despair and sank one after another with the current. Or they were burned into a burning man, running around in the fire and screaming, and finally died silently......

Bai Chu's eyes were cracked, they were all subordinates who had followed him for many years, and they died like this, how could they not be sad! Fortunately, seven or eight out of ten of the troops have already landed on the shore, and with these strengths, they can still fight to the death.

This famous general of the Southern Han Dynasty slashed his hateful sword on the ground, and shouted in grief and indignation: "If you don't avenge this revenge, you swear not to be a man...... Attack with me! Kill Qixialing, leave no one behind, and kill them all! ”

Seeing with their own eyes the destruction of the warship and the fact that they had been cut off from returning, the eyes of the officers and soldiers of the Southern Han Navy were red. They all know in their hearts that they have no way back. Perhaps, this flat area under the Qixia Mountains is their last battlefield. If you defeat the Zhao army, which is waiting for work to ambush here, you will turn the situation around and regain the initiative. If they fail, the enemy land on the north bank of the river and under the mountains will be where they will be buried!

Under the order of the general, no one said a word more. Then, the roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the long ges stood in a forest, and the arrows rained down like a tide. With the blazing river as the background, the light of the sword obscured the battlefield within a radius of dozens of miles. Under the leadership of Bai Chu, all the soldiers of the Han army set up a fan-shaped offensive and killed them overwhelmingly towards Qixia Ridge.

It has to be said that the combat effectiveness of the Southern Han army is very strong, and their combat experience is also very rich. After the initial panic, the attack formation was quickly formed. Changge is in front, and the feather arrow opens the way, which has great lethality. The long sword shield phalanx in the back is the main attacking force. Nearly 20,000 people fought together, and the scale was huge, and under normal circumstances, it would be a tragic and bitter battle against such a team.

However, it is a pity that they chose the wrong opponent. In other words, under the careful arrangement of the opposing enemy, they met the most powerful nemesis on the most unfavorable battlefield. A tragic fate will be inevitable.

This semi-gently sloping area between Qixialing and the north bank of the Chu River is the battlefield selected by Chu Jiangmian for the more than 20,000 naval troops of the Southern Han Dynasty, and it will soon become a cemetery for them.

Looking at the overwhelming enemy troops, the corners of Long Yu's mouth, who had already received the battle order, showed a sneer. With a loud shout, his long knife pointed forward, and the war horse under his crotch was like a dragon, and he rushed down first. And the five thousand dragoon warriors who had already lined up in the charging formation, without the slightest hesitation, followed their general and pounced down. This cavalry, which had fought with Hu Cavalry in the sands and dust of the grassland, was like a tiger with wings and unstoppable in the face of such a powerful combat terrain.

Chu Jiangmian, who was standing on a high place and waving the battle flag to command, could see it very clearly. The wind was howling and the smoke was everywhere. In just the blink of an eye, the five thousand cavalry were like a huge iron cone, viciously stabbing into the ranks of the Han army. There was almost no stagnation, and the defensive formation in the front row of the opponent was shattered at once.

The navy from the south is accustomed to fighting between lakes and swamps. They had never seen the might of the northern cavalry. When the charging of war horses in a row poured down almost overhead, they were shocked to find that the army that fought on foot was the fate of being slaughtered by others in front of such a cavalry team.

The huge momentum enveloped by the brigade's war horse charge was not something that manpower could compete with. What's more, the fatal blow launched by the other party under such favorable terrain conditions is determined to be won and will not be merciless!

The dragoon cavalry easily tore apart the formation of the Han army's forward attack, and when the long knives in their hands cut off their heads, the huge force caused the enemy's weapons to break and corpses everywhere. Even if he is lucky enough not to die at the first time, he will be trampled to death by the war horses that pass by later. Where the cavalry passed, there was a mess behind them, and it was unbearable to see.

When Long Yu rushed down on horseback, he saw the enemy commander in the general's armor at a glance. He was overjoyed, patted the horse's head, and rushed directly in this direction.

Bai Chu deserves to be a famous general, he did not retreat after noticing the unfavorable situation at the first time. Instead, he concentrated his breath, looked at a rushing war horse, jumped up, and slashed the knight on horseback with a sword. However, the armor on the body of this charging cavalry captain protected him very well, although he fell and was injured, but he did not die, when he was about to struggle to get up, Bai Chu was full of anger, and he had already slashed at his head with another sword, and if he didn't chop off a few heads, it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart today!

However, before he could decapitate his prey, the evil wind behind him was not good, and a long knife swept over with the galloping war horse. Bai Chu was shocked and tried his best to jump to the side, but the opponent's knife was too fast, his body dodged, and his left leg was cut in two with a click. He screamed in pain and fell to the ground on his back. Before he could get up, the lieutenant who had almost died in his hands just now rolled over, sneered, and chopped off his head with a single sword.

"Wang Jun, you really have ...... Good job! ”

Long Yu, who was flying by, turned around and saw Wang Jun, the captain who had cut off the head of the enemy general, and praised it loudly. And this young man with a bloody face grinned excitedly, pinned the enemy leader behind him, and got on his horse to fight again!