At night, in the autumn fields, speckled firelight spreads out under the vast canopy.

The battlefield of 100,000 people, overlooking it, is almost the size of a city, densely packed with tents, unable to see the end at a glance, in the alternation of darkness and light, the gathering of the crowd, intertwined as if it was a real ocean. And the charge of nearly 10,000 people also has the same violent feeling.

Five thousand people, driving more than 6,000 routs, pressed against the camp of 70,000 people, like a glass of cold water poured into boiling oil.

-- It exploded.

40,000 men defended the rear, and more than 30,000 men, facing the city they were about to attack. And with the charge of the Black Flag Army, the city gate of Yanzhou was also opened, and the army of the seed family began to appear, gradually, more and more, after several times of the whole team, they launched a charge on this side.

The Jurchen's thousand-man cavalry came down from the north and made a threat at the edge of the camp, and at the same time, the main force of more than 10,000 Black Flag troops came diagonally from the northeast and tried to kill between Allah and Yan Zhenguo's army in an aggressive manner.

Arrows of fire soared into the air, and everywhere there was a sea of people, and the siege catapults were slowly working, throwing stones into the sky. Three huge hot air balloons flew towards Yanzhou while dropping explosive packets, and the huge sound and fire in the night were particularly amazing

After arriving in Yanzhou, in order to immediately start the siege of the city, the fortifications of Yan Zhenguo's camp were themselves sloppy - it was impossible for him to make a walled city for 100,000 people to defend. Due to the large number of its own troops, coupled with the Jurchens' pressing formation, all the strength of the army is put on the siege of the city, if someone really fights, it must be said to defend. It can only be positional warfare. And this time, as the largest force on the battlefield, his army really fell into the quagmire of gods fighting and imps to prevent disasters.

"The Huaxia Army is here! Those who rebel and rush to kill do not die! The rest will be killed—"

"Don't come! It's all my own brothers—"

"******, get out of the way—"

"I'll kill if I come again—"

"Anyway, it's death, Lao Tzu dragged you to die together-"

To the southeast, the six or seven thousand men who were coerced by the five thousand Black Flag Army to rush towards the army's main formation were probably the most tormented. Of course, they were not willing to fight this formation. However, the evil star in the rear is extremely fast, ruthless, and not subject to surrender, even if the soldiers abandon their armor and kneel on the ground to surrender, the other party will only cut the head, and on both sides of the rout, a small number of cavalry of the Black Flag Army rushed to drive away, and this surging crowd has lost the opportunity to escape.

And at the front. With a defensive position of tens of thousands of people, it is impossible to open a hole and let the rout go first. Both sides were shouting, and at the last moment when they were about to step into the land of a stone's throw, there were still a few squads standing in the turbulent rout, fighting towards the Black Flag Army in the rear, and then they were pushed into the blood flow of the sea of people.

The speed of this running rush can no longer be stopped. When the two sides came into contact, there were frantic shouts everywhere. The rout that rushed ahead knew that they would die. Crazy slashing towards the original one's own people, the front line of contact is like a huge grinding wheel, squeezing the people in front of the conflict into powder and plasma.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way—"

"Lao Tzu doesn't want to die-"

"Yan Zhenguo surrendered to the golden dog, perverse, you guys anyway-"

"The Huaxia Army is here! Can't beat it! The Huaxia Army is here! I can't beat it—"

Voices boiled over in a fierce collision, for some. That's the last thing they cry out.

To the west, the charging army of the Seed Family fell in the flying of boulders and arrows, and the army led by the Seed Yan had already collided with the sea of people, and the battle was loud. The main force of the Seed Army is itself a well-tested elite soldier. And not afraid of such a charge. With the passage of time, the huge battlefield is collapsing in a frenzied conflict, and Yan Zhenguo's 70,000 army is like boiling in a flame of molten gold and iron. Yan Zhenguo tried to ask the Jurchens for help, but all he received was a response from the Jurchens' strict orders, and the Jurchen general Sakhalin, who led his troops to supervise the war, did not dare to send his cavalry into the battlefield of 100,000 people that could collapse at any time.

To the north, the battle that took place was not so vast and crazy, it was already dark, and the Jurchen main formation was lit with fire, and there was no movement. The Jurchen general sent by Lou was named Mandu Yu, who led a team of 2,000 Jurchen cavalry, and had been harassing the Black Flag Army in the form of stragglers.

These Jurchens were skilled in riding, and in groups of three or five, some of them held torches and roared. They were not densely formed, but the team of more than 2,000 people was like a seemingly loose but nimble school of fish, constantly swimming on the edge of the battle formation, and at a distance close to the Black Flag Army's main formation, they ignited rockets, and threw them in this direction, and then quickly left. The Black Flag Army's formation was surrounded by shields, which were rigorous, and there were archers who also used colors, but it was extremely difficult to shoot the loose Jurchen cavalry.

On the hillside not far from the main formation, Han Jing led two thousand cavalry, always keeping an eye on this scattered Jurchen army, and under the protection of the occasional activities of the cavalry, a hot air balloon was currently flying in the sky, and several war horses dragged it to change positions with long ropes. The balloon didn't fly high, but it was enough for observation, and the observer above occasionally shouted, or set off fireworks, and lowered the bamboo tube along the rope to report the change in the situation of the battle. In the process of advancing the Black Flag Army's main formation, the two thousand Jurchen elite cavalry harassed several times, trying to find almost, rushed over and fired arrows at the balloon, but each time they were blocked by Han Jing's team.

The Black Flag Army is in the main formation, and the soldiers on the edge are holding shields, arranging formations, and are moving cautiously. In the middle of the formation, Qin Shaoqian looked at the situation on the side of the Jurchen camp, and signaled to the side, and the wooden and iron cannons were unloaded from the pack horses, loaded on wheels and pushed forward. In the rear, there was a great light on the battlefield where nearly 100,000 people were fighting, but that was never the core, and the enemy there was crumbling. What really decides everything is the Jurchen army of more than 10,000 in front of you.

Just as the Black Flag Army began to advance towards the Jurchen military camp, at a certain moment, the fire lit up. It was not a little light, but in an instant, all the firelight rose in the originally silent Jurchen camp on the opposite slope.

The Black Flag Army is not afraid to fight, and Wanyan Lou Room will not be afraid to fight either.

After that, the Jurchens moved.

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To the southeast, Yan Zhenguo's resistance forces have collapsed.

People shouted and ran, scurrying like flies. Some people chose to do it anyway, chanting slogans, and began to rush and wave knives at their own people, and the huge camp spread, and the situation was like boiling water.

Escape has already appeared, and more people don't know where to flee for a while, and the five thousand Black Flag Army have already killed the generals, setting off a bloody storm everywhere they go, and crushing layers of resistance. In the rush, Zhuo Yongqing's follower Mao Yishan failed to kill anyone, there were resisters, but there were too many who surrendered, some people followed the Black Flag Army to rush forward to kill, and there were also righteous and awe-inspiring generals, saying that they looked down on Yan Zhenguo and lowered the gold, and they had already meant to do it anyway. Zhuo Yongqing only cut down one person in the chaos, but did not kill him.

The breath of blood and fire was so smoky that there were so many people that after a few kills, it was dizzying. Zhuo Yongqing is a recruit after all, even though he has a lot of training on weekdays, at this time, the huge mental tension has exhausted his mental strength, and when he rushed to the edge of a pile of items, he stopped slightly, holding a wooden box and retching a few times, at this time, he saw that in the darkness not far away, someone was moving.

It was a soldier who was hiding, glanced at Zhuo Yongqing, fixed there, and the next moment, the soldier said "ah-" and rushed at him with a knife.

The moment the sword light hit his face, Zhuo Yongqing gritted his teeth, and subconsciously waved the long knife according to the actions he had trained on weekdays, his body retreated a little backwards, and then slashed out with all his strength towards the front. The sticky blood rushed to his face, the corpse rushed out, Zhuo Yongqing stood there, gasping for a long time, the blood on his face made him nauseous and wanted to vomit, he looked back at the corpse on the ground, and realized that the knife just now actually swept in front of his face.

Not far away, the crowd rushed, and someone shouted: "Where is Yan Zhenguo!?" I ask you where Yan Zhenguo is - take me there! Zhuo Yongqing tilted his head, this voice is Luo Yeluo's company commander, he looks literary and hearty on weekdays, but he has a nickname called Luo Maniac, this time he went to the battlefield, Zhuo Yongqing knew why, and his companions rushed in the rear, some people looked at him, but no one paid attention to the corpses on the ground. Zhuo Yongqing wiped the blood from his face and followed in the direction of the squad leader in front of him.

When the 5,000 Black Flag Army passed through Yanzhou City from the southeast to the west, the army led by Chong Yan was still fighting in the west, but the enemy had been killed and retreated. With more than 10,000 troops against tens of thousands, and soon after, the opponent was about to be completely defeated, and the fight was extremely free, and directing the army forward was almost addictive.

Then, fireworks of warning appeared from the city walls, and the sound of horses' hooves came from the north!

The Jurchen cavalry, which suddenly killed, released arrows and accurately shot at the flank of the Seed Army, which had not set up a defensive position because of the charge, and the cavalry of a thousand people was still accelerating, and the Seed Ran ordered his own cavalry to rush to intercept, but it was a step too slow. The 1,000-strong Jurchen cavalry turned into two strands in the charge, one of which 400 people shot arrows while rushing towards the hastily arrived cavalry, and the other team of 600 cavalry had already rushed into the weak spot behind the side of the Planter army, tearing a hole with steel knives and arrows.

The rear side of the Seed Family Army quickly contracted, and the six hundred cavalry rushed back sharply after the killing, while the four hundred cavalry and the Seed Family Cavalry circled and fired at each other, swept in front of Yan Zhenguo's army, and merged with the six hundred cavalry not far away. After the thousand horsemen merged, they shot a round of arrows and flew away.

Although this raid on the Saharin could not save the overall situation, it also caused hundreds of casualties among the seed army, and for a time boosted the morale of some of the troops under the command of Yan Zhenguo. And at this time, when the Black Flag Army was running through the killing, in the north, the fire was already lit.

The Jurchen cavalry rushed out of the camp like a tide, and they carried a little light and fire, and in the night, they looked like two long dragons, which were in full swing, and they were hugging the main formation of the Black Flag Army. Soon after, arrows rained down from all directions!

The soldiers of the Black Flag Army held shields and defended to the death, and the sound of clanging was constantly ringing. On the other side, the two thousand horsemen led by Mandu Yu were also circling like poisonous snakes, and at this time, the Black Flag Army gathered and the Jurchens scattered, which made little sense for their arrows to return fire.

In the midst of the military formation, Qin Shaoqian looked at the Jurchen cavalry that had almost formed a huge semicircle in the darkness, and took a deep breath......

The war began in Yan - (To be continued.) )