Although the more than 100 soldiers and horses of the Western Battalion were surrounded, they were not discouraged at all, but formed a circle formation and continued to resist stubbornly. Han Gon couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it, these soldiers and horses of the Western Battalion were not only alert and cunning, but also fierce, no wonder the officers and soldiers from all walks of life would repeatedly suppress them to no avail.

When meeting an opponent in chess, Han Gon became excited for no reason. With a roar, he jumped to the front line with a spear in his hand, and the mount wearing horse armor under the seat accelerated up, and the impact was huge, and immediately a soldier and horse of the Western Battalion was hit by the horse, and flew straight out with blood spurting from his mouth. The soldiers and horses of the western camp saw that Han Gon was well-equipped, and knew that the people who were coming were extraordinary, so they swarmed up and surrounded Han Gon's horses, and all kinds of blades came from all directions.

Han Gon was wearing Mingguang armor, his whole body was impermeable, and he was not injured after a burst of attacks, but he knew that he couldn't last long, so he raised his hand and shouted, overturned a Xiying soldier and horse, looked at the gap, and urged the horse to jump out of the encirclement. His soldiers flocked up, filled the gaps, and fought with all their might, preventing the soldiers and horses from coming out. Seeing that the thief was gradually crumbling, Han Gon only felt that this battle was about to be won simply and steadily, and there was a sudden sound of killing behind him.

Han Gon looked at him anxiously, and was shocked to see a large number of soldiers and horses from the Western Camp rushing out of the mountains and forests, roaring wildly and waving their blades towards him.

Where did they come from? Han Gon didn't even have time to think about such a short sentence, and a knight on the opposite side had already taken himself with a flying horse.

Han Gon lifted his horse's head and narrowly avoided the knight's full force. The opponent's lance stabbed into the air against Han Gon's armor, and a spark splashed on the ground. The long lance is conspicuous, and it was Zhang Guoxing, who had been waiting for a long time, who took the opportunity to kill.

Zhang Guoxing missed a blow, turned the horse's head, and came back to kill, Han Gon saw the situation clearly, he was afraid that he would be flanked, and he plunged his horse into the place where he had many soldiers.

This West Battalion soldiers and horses came too suddenly, and the soldiers of the Feijie Left Battalion, who were trying their best to encircle and annihilate the dozens of soldiers and horses of the West Battalion, were attacked behind the back, and they were completely confused, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten soldiers who were at a loss were killed by the soldiers and horses of the West Battalion. Han Gon found Hu Keshou in the chaotic crowd and said sharply: "Quickly lead someone to stop this thief!" ”

Hu Keshou also didn't expect to be ambushed, how could the six gods and no master gather people to defend against the new enemy. Like a headless fly, it scurried around in the chaos without receiving any effect.

With the addition of this new force, the situation on the battlefield has changed. Some of the soldiers of the Feijie Left Battalion who originally besieged the more than 100 soldiers and horses of the West Battalion gave up the siege because of timidity, and the soldiers and horses of the more than 100 West Battalion doubled their courage after the arrival of reinforcements, and they mainly rebelled, not only breaking the siege, but also began to chase and kill the soldiers of the Feijie Left Battalion who escaped.

Han Gon rode his horse and loudly ordered the soldiers not to escape, but in the chaos of order, the military order had little effect, some of the fierce ones resisted while retreating, and the timid ones directly abandoned their weapons and began to run outside the inner square.

In desperation, Han Gon could only slash a few deserters. Seeing this, the rest of the soldiers did not dare to flee again, so they could only continue to fight, but they had no fighting spirit and retreated.

At the critical moment, Han Gon thought of something urgent: Where did Yang Zhaofeng, this kid, go?

He was thinking about it, but he heard a sudden shout from the chaotic army: "The soldiers and horses in the western camp are in chaos!" He hurriedly looked in the southeast direction from which the voice came, and saw a puff of smoke and dust rising from behind the ranks of soldiers and horses in the western battalion.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and Zhang Guoxing's carelessness makes an ambush battle he carefully planned come to naught.

The sudden appearance of Yang Zhaofeng's department made Zhang Guoxing's people confused. The soldiers of the Feijie battalion shouted in unison: "Kill the thief and get a reward!" ”

Due to the attack of Yang Zhaofeng's troops on the back road of the Xiying soldiers, the pressure on Han Gon's side dropped suddenly, and the soldiers of the Feijie Battalion, who were originally flustered, were also reassured after discovering that the reinforcements had arrived, calmed down, and most of them no longer ran around.

Han Gon stabilized his mind and beckoned Hu Keshou again: "Quickly gather people to resist the thieves in the northwest!" Hu Ke was ordered to gather his troops again, this time he gathered nearly 100 soldiers, some riding horses, some dismounting, shouting and rushing towards the northwest, and Yang Zhaofeng's troops formed a counter-encirclement of the soldiers and horses of the western camp.

Seeing that the situation in the northwest corner was stable, Han Gon turned his horse and shouted: "Follow a certain thief!" After speaking, he took the lead and broke into the soldiers and horses of the western camp again. At present, Han Gon is from the northwest, Yang Zhaofeng is from the southeast, and Zhang Guoxing's main force is sandwiched in the middle on both sides, and a large number of soldiers and horses in the western camp are out of ground for a while.

Yang Zhaofeng has tried his best to learn martial arts since he came to the Feijie Zuo Battalion, but his days are still short, and he is far from being arbitrary, so he said that he should not participate in front-line battles. But in extraordinary times, in order to boost morale, Yang Zhaofeng didn't care so much, and under the cover of five or six Feijie battalion soldiers, he also roared into the chaotic army.

The main general is still playing with his life, how dare his subordinates move forward? Coupled with the temptation of rewarding money, the nearly 100 soldiers of the Feijie Battalion under Yang Zhaofeng were all red-eyed, and there was only one thought left in their minds: kill the thief!

Zhang Guoxing knew that the defeat was irreparable, but when he saw Han Gon entering the battle again, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart: as long as the main general of the soldiers of the Feijie Battalion could be killed, the situation could still be reversed!

This is the only hope, Zhang Guoxing did not hesitate, hit the horse and raised the lance, and rushed towards Han Gon.

Han Gon was also always paying attention to Zhang Guoxing's movements, and had already prepared, and when Zhang Guoxing approached, he took the horse's halter and rode the horse past Zhang Guoxing's horse. Zhang Guoxing roared angrily and hit Han Gunlang's head, Han Gunlang saw the opportunity, lowered his head to avoid it, and swept the top of his helmet with a "whoosh".

Han Gon gritted his teeth, lay on his horse, and returned a spear, hitting Zhang Guoxing's side ribs. Because of his strength, the head of the lance penetrated into the armor and into the flesh.

In order to prevent the spear from being caught by the enemy, Han Gon finished his shot, pulled out the spear as soon as possible, and drove the horse over, facing Zhang Guoxing's horse. Although he suffered a big loss, Zhang Guoxing begged for a living on the knife all the year round, and this little injury was commonplace, and he didn't answer, just frowned slightly, and then turned with his horse and turned to Han Gon again.

In the middle of the stalemate, there were soldiers and horses from the West Battalion who came to assist Zhang Guoxing, who was also a knight, holding a long knife and holding a vertical horse to slash at Han Gon. Han Gon relied on the advantage of the captain of the weapon, he didn't dodge, and stabbed the spear out with one hand, and the knight couldn't retract his horse, couldn't control his body, and crashed into the head of the lance. His armor is no better than Zhang Guoxing, it is very thin, just listen to the sound of "poof", Han Gon's head is all submerged in the knight's chest, and he is picked off the horse.

After this battle, Zhang Guoxing took advantage of this time to stab, Han Gon saw the situation and knew that it was too late to dodge, so he was in a hurry, and he took out a spear with his backhand and hit Zhang Guoxing's horse's head.

Zhang Guoxing's horse is not a good horse, he was frightened by this heavy blow, his front hooves were loosened, the horsepower was still there, but he fell to the ground, and Zhang Guoxing was also turned off the horse.

Zhang Guoxing got up in embarrassment, not preventing Han Gon's spear from being fast, condescending, and inserting Zhang Guoxing's chest impartially. Zhang Guoxing had a thick armor and was hit head-on, but before he could fall to death, he turned around and fled. He got into his own horse, and Han Gon couldn't chase after him, so he had to give up.

At that time, Yang Zhaofeng's troops fought hard, and they had already intersected with Han Gon's men and horses. Yang Zhaofeng saw Zhang Guoxing fall off his horse, and hurriedly called his subordinates to shout: "The three harriers are dead, and those who descend will not die!" The soldiers and horses of the Western Battalion looked blankly, and saw that there was no trace of Zhang Guoxing on the battlefield, and they were instantly depressed, although they did not kneel and beg to surrender, but their fighting spirit had dropped to the lowest point.

Zhang Guoxing was protected by his personal guards at this time, knowing that he would be defeated, and secretly regretted it in his heart, thinking that the task given to him by Zhang Xianzhong was just to help Ma Yuanli drag down the Donglai official army. The situation is stronger than people, and he is not a fool, and he does not want to do any more useless battles, so he stepped on a horse and ordered the whole army to flee the mountains and forests.

It is said that the whole army fled to the mountains and forests, but the current situation is critical, many soldiers and horses have been surrounded by the soldiers of the Feijie battalion, if you want to save them to break through, Zhang Guoxing himself can't go, so this retreat has become a unilateral escape of Zhang Guoxing and a dozen or so elite horsemen beside him.

Zhang Guoxing endured the pain and commanded his subordinates to fight and retreat, Yang Zhaofeng sensed Zhang Guoxing's intentions, and specially found Hao Mingluan and said: "Brother Hao, the thief is going to run, quickly lead someone to catch up!" ”

Hao Mingluan immediately selected a dozen or so elite soldiers to go through the chaotic battle formation to fight Zhang Guoxing. Zhang Guoxing saw that someone was coming to pursue, and he hurriedly ordered his subordinates to desperately block the attack.

In the case that the victory was decided, Yang Zhaofeng didn't have to kill in person, he galloped up a small slope and watched the situation on Hao Mingluan's side. Unexpectedly, his reckless move was discovered by the soldiers and horses of a western battalion, and secretly opened his bow and shot an arrow into his left arm, Yang Zhaofeng shouted and planted the horse.

Hao Mingluan was fighting with Zhang Guoxing's men, and suddenly heard the left and right announcements: "I have been shot in the army!" Shocked, he turned his head to look, but saw Yang Zhaofeng struggling to get up from the ground, raised his hand, and killed a Xiying soldier who wanted to bargain. Immediately afterwards, I saw that there were soldiers from the Feijie Battalion gathered around Yang Zhaofeng to protect him, so he relieved himself and continued to fight with the soldiers and horses of the West Battalion.

Zhang Guoxing's subordinates fought hard for a long time, exhausted, and gradually lost the ability to resist. Hao Mingluan could clearly hear the heavy gasps coming from the other party. And the soldiers of the Feijie battalion are becoming more and more courageous, looking at the appearance of others who are not afraid of death, how can Hao Mingluan lag behind? The blood was boiling, gritting his teeth, even splitting and stabbing, and in between breaths, he killed a Xiying elite rider who was blocking in front of him, and he went straight to Zhang Guoxing like a thunderbolt.

Because Zhang Guoxing was injured, he stood at the back with a waist knife, saw the opportunity, and chopped Hao Mingluan with a knife. Hao Mingluan avoided the blade, turned around and came to Zhang Guoxing, and slashed at his neck with a knife. Zhang Guoxing was injured, but he also became a little sluggish, and his physical strength was not enough, so he couldn't dodge this knife, so he had to shrug his shoulders and resist with the strength of his armor.

Hao Mingluan looked at it kindly, and twisted the blade halfway through, hitting the opponent's neck. This move sank vigorously, breaking through the armor and entering the flesh, Zhang Guoxing snorted and lay down on his back. Hao Mingluan stepped forward, stepped on Zhang Guoxing's chest, held the knife in both hands, and stabbed the knife into his throat violently, and a blood injection spurted out to stain Hao Mingluan's cheeks red. Zhang Guoxing's body twitched violently for a while, and finally died of blood.

Seeing this, more than a dozen elite horsemen of the Western Battalion who were guarding on the side completely collapsed, and some even took off their weapons, and they were killed by the soldiers of the Feijie Battalion one after another.

After Zhang Guoxing's death, the battle in Lifang also came to an end, most of the soldiers and horses of the Western Battalion were killed, and seven or eight were captured by the soldiers of the Feijie Battalion, and none of them escaped. After this battle, the soldiers of the Feijie Battalion, including Yang Zhaofeng's troops, had completely lost their strength. Exhausted, Han Gon ordered to rest in the inner square for the time being, and he also untied his bloodstained hood, dismounted and sat down. There were dozens of soldiers of the Feijie Battalion sorting the corpses, and the rest of them were sitting on the ground, silent, just staring at all this blankly, with complicated expressions, as if they were still recalling the thrilling fierce battle just now.