"All the people of the Tioga Battalion will go into battle immediately." Facing the battlefield, He Renlong only felt pressure, but in the face of the officialdom behind him, He Renlong only felt frustration, boundless frustration and powerlessness.

Just now, his own order that Zhang Jiajun was not allowed to retreat reached the position of Zhangjiajun, who was fighting, but this order was rejected by Zhang Jiaxiao Seventeen, the garrison at the same level as himself, with an expressionless face.

It turned out that he also received the governor's order to withdraw his troops, but fortunately, in the overall situation, Xiao Seventeen, like him He Renlong, resisted this confused order. However, Zhang Yuan's order came, and this order was something that Xiao Seventeen could not disobey no matter what.

Now, Zhang Jiajun must take Zhang Yuan as the center, and must establish the prestige of Zhang Yuan's obedience, which is the basis for whether the entire Zhang Jiajun can survive in this troubled era.

Therefore, the governor's orders can be ignored, but Zhang Yuan's orders must be carried out unconditionally. At the same time, this move is also to let his brothers see that the governor and the superintendent, in front of Zhang Jiajun, must not be able to resist Zhang Yuan's words, this is a matter of image and principle.

After leaving dead and wounded all over the ground, Zhang's army slowly retreated. Those who remain on the battlefield are only the armies of newly recruited displaced people. They, after He Renlong's personal soldiers were wiped out, after the retreat of the Zhang family's army, they had no fighting spirit, if it weren't for the big knives of the supervising team constantly flying behind them, and without hesitation, they cut off one after another people who were terrified and looked around, this battle would have ended long ago.

"But." A personal soldier stepped forward and whispered to remind his general, the 7,000 new army, but his own general worked hard to gather, that is for everyone's future life and glory and wealth preparation, now has not really been trained, this is taken to the battlefield, in the face of fierce thieves, regardless of victory or defeat, even if it is a victory, it must be a tragic victory, and it will definitely be a great injury.

In times of war, whether it is the imperial court or Zhang Yuan, they can spare no effort to vigorously support money and food, but once this war is over, whether it is victory or defeat, no one is willing to contribute money and effort, and then give themselves the opportunity to reorganize the new army. Of course, this can't be said explicitly, everyone is preserving strength, so why should we fight to the death? In the turbulent and turbulent era of the Ming Dynasty, controlling a force will be the only way to survive. "Lord, think twice."

He Renlong deeply understood the subtext of this brother who had followed him for many years, but he still glared at him fiercely and helplessly.

"At this time, what strength do you still want to preserve? And this battle, victorious, we still have a chance to expand, failed, the first to lose our head is us, now, is not the time for us to preserve our strength, take out a desperate fight to win is the right way. He Renlong whispered a lesson to this henchman.

The henchman opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he still swallowed the words, thinking about what he did at the beginning, in fact, he was not the same as Du Wenhuan and Zhang Yuan? It's just 50 steps and 100 steps of laughter. Now, when everyone spares no effort to preserve their strength, they can only be on the front line to take out their strength to protect themselves, which is actually a helpless thing.

So, the cronie didn't say much, turned his horse's head, shouted "Fight-" and rushed directly to the New Army camp.

The deputy chief of the cavalry wiped the sweat and blood from his face, panting heavily, and looked around to observe the battlefield.

He was on the west bank of the Wei River and had unconsciously killed the depths of the enemy's camp, although the horse speed of the rapid attack at the beginning had been slowed down by the enemy's fierce cavalry, but he had already killed them, and now, wearing the brave number of the kan, howling to the death, the dog skin plaster of Zhang Jiajun, also inexplicably retreated like a tide, of course, looking at the retreating Xiangyong one by one, his eyes were relieved but more unwilling.

All that is left on the battlefield is some new Ding Hanzi who are full of fear and can't hold their swords and guns, and it will no longer be a problem to kill them, and take advantage of this short time to immediately count their brothers' men.

Three thousand cavalry, now, after a cursory glance, there are only less than two thousand left, and the remaining one thousand brothers of less than two thousand, are already panting and wounded.

When the deputy commander saw this result, he couldn't help but feel a bloody pain in his heart, and lost more than a thousand, that is to say, in just one hour, he lost more than a thousand brothers.

Look at the circuit behind you, I don't know when, it has been densely occupied by the official army, layer by layer of tight rejection of horses, layer by layer of strict swords and guns, almost blocking the howling north wind,

You don't have to look at the back road, and now, you can't go back, and you can't go back, because the reason why you are waiting to fight to the death is to rescue the Grand Commander, and there is no way back until you rescue the Great Commander.

At the same time, he firmly believes that he does not have to worry about his retreat at all, and he has full confidence that King Chuang will come and will open a safe passage for himself.

Another earth-shattering drum and trumpet sounded, and in the enemy camp, another group of neatly arranged officers and soldiers rushed to the battlefield and rushed towards themselves.

"Brothers, don't abandon, don't give up, let's rush-"

The bloody sword was raised again, and in the face of the surging officers and soldiers, the deputy commander shouted firmly.

"Don't abandon, don't give up, kill +" All the brothers shouted together, and rushed to the depths of the official and military joint camp without hesitation.

The most important thing is that the 7,000 officers composed of the army selected from the displaced people are composed of He Renlong's carefully selected personal soldiers, and in the battle formation, they are full of experience and loyalty, and there is no problem at all, especially, at this critical time, they are for their own generals, or for their future future. They all have to work hard, and there is absolutely no flinching.

Those officers and soldiers who had just been pieced together began to retreat after drawing the backbone, even if the big swords of the overseer team were cut and rolled up, they could not be stopped, but the addition of these seven thousand new forces suddenly boosted their morale, under the bloody broadsword of the superintendent team, and under the stimulation of the white silver of the money and grain officer, they shouted, and followed He Renlong's new army to turn over and kill again, so that the cavalry of the breaking army, which had not yet recovered its speed, fell into a bitter battle again.

Having rescued the stars, now, it seems to have become a matter of ascending to the sky.

When Da Lang led his garrison cavalry team and killed like a storm, it was the time when the two sides were anxious.

"Da Lang, now we can't wait, we must rush in, join the brothers in the front team, and restore the speed of the attack, so that when the official army completely seals off the west bank of the Wei River, we can kill it and rescue the commander," Geng Kui, who came with the army, greeted Da Lang loudly on his horse.

Da Lang did not slow down, and replied loudly: "Uncle said yes. Then he shouted to his brother behind him, "Don't abandon you—"

The three thousand brothers behind him shouted together: "Don't give up—"

"Kill—"

Three thousand cavalrymen, shouting, rushed onto the ice of the Wei River without the slightest hesitation, and killed the enemy without hesitation.

The backbone of the garrison cavalry team that followed Da Lang, that was the original Yan'an Li Yuanhao's pro-army general, was captured by Lu Shi with family planning in the trapped dragon valley, and then surrendered to the army, in the army, they were not discriminated against, but were treated as brothers, when they surrendered, even those who were anti-minded, but they just wanted to save their lives first, and then wait for the opportunity to kill the enemy camp, and then be the men of the official army, under the education and brainwashing of those propagandists day and night, under the earth-shaking changes in the base, with the sincere help of the brothers around them, Completely integrated into this big family, completely willing to fight for this emerging group.

Now, in the face of the battlefield, one by one they have resumed the bloody and ferocious battle against the Mongol Tatars, and closely followed the young but brave captain into the enemy line.

The enemy's position was weak, and it was immediately opened, and after a while, the two armies converged into a torrent in the enemy's joint camp, so that the fighting will of the officers and troops who had just been joined by the fresh army was instantly disintegrated.

The addition of the new power of the thieves immediately made the official army array precarious, and He Renlong had already realized at this time that the original thief chieftain was impulsive and reckless in a battle that would not be too fierce, and now, unconsciously, it has become uncontrollable, and it has become a decisive battle in advance.

Raising his eyes and looking into the distance, he has seen that in the rolling yellow dust in the distance, a fiery red banner hunting flying, on the banner, a white month, a black word, is guiding the boundless black thief spearmen to roll forward, the cold light of the snow bright spear, suppressing the brilliance of the sun and the moon, the murderous aura of the Sensen, unstoppable rushing to the face.

"Tell my brother, give me a stand-off." After He Renlong finished speaking, he didn't care about others, turned over and got on his horse, quickly whipped his horse, and rushed directly to the big tent of the Chinese army.

He wanted to report this sudden change to Inspector Li and General Du on the spot. Now, don't think about preserving your strength anymore, now is a decisive battle about the whole of Shaanxi, about the fate of the whole Shaanxi civil and military battles, and then don't hold a group to fight all the strength to fight a decisive battle with the thieves, when the time comes, there is no chance to fight a decisive battle, at that time, everyone can only escape from Shaanxi, but even if they escape, waiting for everyone, it must be the emperor's butcher's knife.

Because, in this Ming Dynasty, so far, there is no precedent for losing the whole province, and as soon as this precedent is opened, for the young and vigorous little emperor, it is a slap in the face, and it is a crime that must not be exculpatible.

He Renlong galloped to the front of the big tent, and did not dismount, but directly hit the horse and rushed into the big tent.

In the big tent, Li Yingqi was arguing with Du Wenhuan, and the account door was suddenly rushed open in a noisy scream, and a biting cold wind poured directly in, making everyone in the big tent can't help but shrink their necks.

Li Yingzhi scolded angrily, but when he looked closely, he was the former enemy's commander-in-chief, He Renlonghe, a madman, who was overjoyed at that time, because because of his arrival, he definitely caught or killed Tianxing. At that time, he jumped excitedly and asked loudly and excitedly: "Where is the head of the celestial star?" ”

"Decisive battle." He Renlong circled the horses, shouted loudly and excitedly: "All the thieves are dispatched, and now, it is a decisive battle." Looking at the shocked crowd, he shouted loudly again: "What do you care about the stars, the decisive battle has begun." ”