Yunnan's avant-garde left thousand, and the six-character Qingbian military flag is still fluttering in the northwest wind. The camp of Yin Desheng's department was placed there like a hard stone; They seemed to have inspired the rest of the Yunnan avant-garde, and the phalanx on the left flank had stopped retreating and were still fighting fiercely.

The fire bolt flickered in front of the "bang...... and a huge noise enveloped the soldiers. The infantry of the enemy army on the front continued to attack, while the Han army on the right had collapsed; Enemy horses galloped on the flanks, and the sound of bowstrings was endless.

The phalanx led by Yin Desheng suffered heavy casualties, and it had been reduced by half compared to the beginning! Outside the queue was a dense pile of corpses, both those who died in the Han army, as well as a large number of officers and soldiers.

The sickening smell of blood, the stench of feces, wafted everywhere in the wind and choking smoke.

Although the soldiers of the Yunnan avant-garde Zuoqian Corps fought bravely to kill the enemy, their flesh and blood would continue to be killed and injured under swords, guns and firearms. The exhausted people at the front, who can't retreat and rest, die faster! In order not to break through the formation, Yin Desheng constantly mobilized men and horses, and whenever the number of troops decreased, he shrunk the phalanx a little.

But if this continues, it will soon be wiped out! This is an outcome that cannot be avoided with morale and fighting spirit.

There was a barren meadow in the middle of the array, and the wounded soldiers were placed in the clearing, and the sound of shouting and groaning was unbearable everywhere. There were several wounded soldiers, all of whom were talking about their mothers, and people always seemed to miss the warmth of motherhood when they couldn't bear the pain.

Yin Desheng stood in the middle of the phalanx, holding a spear in his left hand and holding the flagpole in his right hand and inserting it into the ground. He had an arrow stuck in his left leg, and his gray trouser leg was soaked with blood and darkened. The surrounding soldiers held shields and stood in front of Yin Desheng.

At present, Yin Desheng has no way. The phalanx in front was being attacked by heavy enemy troops, and the left flank and even the rear horses' hooves rumbled! The entire phalanx only needs to move slightly, and it will definitely collapse and annihilate immediately. Fortunately, he deployed a defensive formation before the war, otherwise he would have collapsed early.

The soldiers on all sides let out a desperate cry from time to time, and Yin Desheng already felt that the breath of death was approaching. Many people he knew before had died, and faces of joy and sorrow appeared in front of him one by one.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted loudly: "Reinforcements are coming!" Reinforcements are coming! ”

Many people looked east with Yin Desheng, and sure enough, they saw that on a hillside to the east, countless infantry columns were trotting over, and the white filial piety cloth on people's helmets was faintly undulating. They should be the nearby General Qu Neng, the reinforcements transferred in time!

When the soldiers saw the reinforcements of the Han Dynasty's army, they shouted bursts of shouts, and their morale was boosted again! Some generals took the opportunity to encourage: "Resist the enemy, and we will live!" ”

On the hillside in the distance, there was a familiar and moving shout from everyone, "King Han, is our king......" The words that have long been familiar in the army are very cordial at this time, and the soldiers of the remnants of the army all showed excitement.

…… In the past, the two sides were in huge camps, facing each other from north to south two or three miles apart; And now, the battlefield has long changed, and chaos is intensifying between heaven and earth!

The sun is in the east, and it has not yet reached the middle of the sky. A large amount of dust and gunpowder smoke fluttered in the air, as if the sun was also covered with a layer of haze.

In Zhang Fu's line of sight, Tan Zhong's army had been completely defeated.

He saw with his own eyes dozens of heavy artillery guns of the rebels firing in volleys on the east flank, shells piercing through the crowd and falling in rows of soldiers; I also saw the cavalry of the rebels galloping in unison, straight to the north flank. The official army and the horse army mobilized nearly half of the cavalry to the Western Front, and the remaining cavalry could not withstand the rush of the rebel horse team.

Not long ago, Tan Zhong's army was flanked by the Han Dynasty on the east side, the Sheng Yong Department on the south side, and the Ping'an Department on the north side...... Tan Zhong's army probably resisted for less than half an hour, which was faster than Xue Lu's army!

At this time, on the undulating slopes of the north and west, between the fields, people looked like frightened ant colonies from a distance, and the ragged soldiers were scattered all over the mountains in a chaotic manner.

The battlefield is huge, and you can't see the west. But Zhang Fu had already understood the situation...... The rebel Han Dynasty and the Ping An Department took the lead in attacking and crushing Xue Lu's army, and then the rebel Sheng Yong Department in the west attacked from the south; Several large armies then laid siege to Tan Zhong's army; Subsequently, the rebel Qu Neng's forward army also attacked from the front.

At this time, Qu Neng's front army was about to approach the large array of 40,000 officers and more than 80,000 Chen Mao's army.

Since this morning, the entire large array and attack of the Han King rebels have been in order, surging back and forth like waves.

And all of Zhang Fu's troops will inevitably enter the battle at this time. The armies of Xue Lu and Tan Zhong have been defeated and routed; The Chinese army and Chen Mao's army are about to be besieged from three sides; Liu Shengjun was attacking the rebel Zhao Ping in the southwest......

At this moment, a horse galloped towards the banner of the official army and the Chinese army. The person who came turned over and dismounted, knelt down on one knee and said: "Marshal Zhang, General Liu has stormed the rebel Zhao Ping's department, and has defeated the front of the rebels and penetrated the rear formation!" The arrival of the rebel Quan Yong and reinforcements from the east could not repel General Liu's offensive; The rebels are putting up a stubborn resistance! ”

It sounded good news, but Zhang Fu didn't have a trace of joy. He waved his hand and said, "I see." ”

The sergeant in front of him clasped his fists and stood up.

Zhang Fu looked at the large array of the Han Dynasty on the east side, gradually spreading to the west; The countless phalanxes on Sheng Yong's side are also leaning out one after another, approaching the official army from the southeast; Most of Qu Neng's men and horses were also approaching the front...... Zhang Fu reached into his arms with a trembling hand and took out a scroll of maps that had softened from the dampness.

At this time, he had already understood the situation and realized even more: ordering Liu Sheng's troops to attack was a mistake, just a futile struggle!

Because even if Liu Shengneng can completely defeat the western flank, defeat the rebels of Zhao Ping, and even defeat some of Qu Neng's army, it still has little significance; After the official army inevitably lost the entire battlefield, Liu Sheng's army would definitely not be able to pursue and expand the results of the battle.

How much does a partial victory without many outcomes have to do in a battle?

At this moment, Zhang Fu couldn't talk about regret in his heart, after all, even if he didn't order Liu Sheng to attack and be defeated, he couldn't avoid it; Zhang Fu's heart was only heavy, cold, and desperate. He also knows why he makes mistakes, maybe subconsciously, he does it knowingly!

He couldn't face such a huge, serious defeat, and even if there was even the slightest chance of luck, he wanted to try.

It's a pity that the major events in this world are like a rolling torrent, which will hardly be changed by one or two people, and will only slowly develop and surge in the original direction. Miracles, always too few!

And the miracle that Zhang Fu was looking forward to has not appeared...... When he suddenly looked back, he suddenly found that he seemed to have become a pathetic beggar!

He held out until the last moment of the battle, but he took out all his troops, and now there was nothing left.

Zhang Fu unfolded the map in his hand, but the drawings were shaking violently. His movements attracted the attention of his generals, and people looked sideways.

An army of 400,000! It was gone in half a day......

Zhang Fu's forehead was swollen and almost cracked! His head was covered with sweat, and the cold wind of early winter could not calm him down. At this moment, how he wanted to cry out loud! How I want the whole world to understand his suffering!

However, Zhang Fu finally didn't make any sound, he buried his head in the ground, faced the land, and gritted his teeth; Two puffs of snot came out of his nose, shaking in mid-air with his trembling head.

It was as if he had been stabbed in the chest, the cold blade stirring through his internal organs, and a sharp pain emanated through every pore.

Endless remorse, despair, confusion, and pain rolled in his body...... This is probably what it feels like to be completely defeated.

"Great handsome......" a general called cautiously.

Zhang Fu raised his head, took out a white silk handkerchief to wipe his nose, and answered with a sweaty face. His voice was a little hoarse and weak, "Send someone to give an order immediately, ordering Liu Sheng, while the rebels have not yet attacked him, and quickly retreat!" ”

A military general hugged his fists and said: "The last general has to be ordered...... Marshal, where do you want General Liu to retreat? ”

Zhang Fu said: "The farther the better!" As long as the whole army does not collapse, tell him to leave the battlefield immediately and as soon as possible to the north, and then retreat to the northeast! ”

"Order!"

Zhang Fu turned his head again and said, "Order Chen Mao, the rear army retreats north carefully and slowly; The front army tried its best to deploy defensive formations on all sides to resist the attack of the rebels! ”

Another general responded: "The last general has an order!" ”

The subordinate general next to him asked, "Marshal, what should the Chinese army do?" ”

Zhang Fu said coldly: "The Chinese army is finished!" There is no need to give any orders, let each department resist separately, and hold on as long as you can. The cavalry generals were ordered to be controlled by Liu Sheng immediately, withdraw from the battlefield, and shelter Liu Sheng's army to retreat. ”

On the wide battlefield, loud noises still permeated the heavens and the earth, but around Zhang Fu, there was silence at this time, and it seemed lifeless. No military generals and civil officials have said a word again.

Zhang Fu also sat motionless on horseback, and he gradually quieted down from the violent emotions of the collapse, leaving only confusion and despair.

He fought hard to support the Hongxi court, and his future was worrying; His family, the illustrious power of the nobles, has also been shattered...... In just half a day, everything changed.

Zhang Fu buried his head in looking at the map in his hand, and he had a headache about how to escape the pursuit of the defeated soldiers.

This place is located on the east bank of Fuyi River, not far from the north is Shaoyang County. However, it is impossible for the defeated army of the official army to stay in Shaoyang County, otherwise it will be surrounded; It is also not possible to cross the water from the north near the county seat. You can't even enter Baoqing Mansion City!

The only way at the moment is to try to get closer to the Xiangjiang River. For there is not a city in the land that can hold back the rebels; Within a radius of several hundred miles, it is impossible for any official reinforcements to withstand the rebel offensive.