The army was in a state of dragons, and it was easy to fall apart in the strong offensive of the Yan army. Ethereal. 『⒉

Caught in the remnants of the encirclement of the soldiers, they turned their heads to each other, hoping that someone would come forward and have a solution.

Unfortunately, everyone is still helpless, like a flock of sheep that has lost its way and cannot find their way home.

In the end, the remnants of the soldiers' fears all shifted their attention to Lin Xianming.

Yu Poor was captured alive, and Lin Xianming had the highest rank in the army, and he should lead the whole army to break through the encirclement.

Lin Xianming saw the expressions of the soldiers of the whole army, and hurriedly shook his head, expelling the panic in his heart!

At this moment, he must pull himself together, otherwise, the remaining army will lose its fighting spirit and become like the walking dead.

A commander stepped forward and asked, "General, what should we do, the general has been arrested, and we have no dragons, so I am afraid that we will become prisoners of the Yan army." ”

"What to do, what to do, the whole army will fight to the death, follow me through the Yan army's defense line, and rescue the general!" Lin Xianming shouted loudly!

Yes, only by rescuing the general, they still have a glimmer of hope for survival!

Hearing this, the soldiers of the six gods and no master immediately had a direction and shouted: "Save the general, save the general!" ”

In the mountain bag, there were angry shouts from all over the country, as if they were tigers descending from the mountain, and the momentum was violent!

For a time, the army of the Shanbao soldiers was full of anger, and these people were eager to kill people and vent their hatred.

Lin Xianming swept his eyes and slightly recovered his fighting spirit, and shouted: "At this moment, the whole army is unified with the only remaining capital, forming a death squad, no matter how much it costs, it must break through the defense line of the ministers on the left and right wings and rescue the general!" ”

"Yes!"

Soon, on the mountain, there were not many remnants, only five or six thousand troops, divided into three parts, under the leadership of the three commanders, like three torrents, rushing down the mountain.

At this time, a group of Yan cavalry rushed up from below the mountain bag, and the Yan troops on all sides above the mountain bag retreated one after another.

The soldiers' legions, who were eager to find the main force of the Yan army and rescue the poor soldiers, suddenly appeared, and in front of the Yan army, a big flag appeared, and the flag of the king of Yan fluttered.

Above the king's flag, there was a cross, on which a long rope hung a man.

This person was covered in arrow wounds, and in the hazy morning light, in the battlefield, everyone could clearly see who was tied to the banner of King Yan.

"These barbarians!" Lin Xianming saw that above the banner, the limbs on the cross were full of short arrows, and the armor and clothes were already stained red by flowing blood.

Yu Poor Soldier's helmet had long been thrown away, his head was scattered, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, like rain beads, hanging on the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, how can there be any bit of the previous wisdom and martial momentum!

For a time, the remnants of the soldiers and troops on the battlefield witnessed the cruel situation of the poor soldiers, and all the murderous aura was aroused!

The Yan army is simply inferior to beasts, and the general is covered in arrow wounds, proving that they have the opportunity to shoot easily, but instead of giving the general a good time, the Yan army tortured him with scars!

If you don't take revenge, how can you save face?

"Kill, kill, rescue the General!" Lin Xianming was completely angered by the situation of the poor soldiers, the Yan army was too cruel, how many arrows did he shoot the general?

At this moment, Yu Qianbing's body was full of blood, as if it was going to drain, if he didn't treat it in time, the general might be worried about his life.

"Kill!"

"Kill~!" The remnants of the soldiers' strength are sacrificed to move forward.

"Hah! A group of local chickens and dogs dare to bark!" The three-way soldiers are strong, in the rush and gallop, in the Yan army, a fierce general is killed, holding a double hammer, and in the hurry, a gust of cold wind is set off, and the blood and water in the armor splash everywhere.

Cao Aman killed, tall and tall, a pair of hammers that seemed to have been washed by blood, standing in front of the soldier army, letting the soldiers gallop forward, stop moving, and secretly retreat.

Lin Xianming rushed to the front of the army, saw Cao Aman, and also stopped.

This person is fierce and unparalleled in combat power, and there is no general in the military army to match him, and he was the one who led more than 20,000 brave iron horsemen to forcibly divide the military army.

Killed all the way, I don't know how many soldiers died in his hands.

At present, Lin Xianming is not only afraid of Cao Aman, but also afraid of the Yan army behind Cao Aman!

The iron cavalry led by Cao Aman, the combat effectiveness is far superior to that of the soldiers, and the combat effectiveness and defense power are all outstanding!

Continuing to impact, there is no doubt that the moth will put out the fire and bring about its own destruction.

"Hahaha, guts rat, if you don't put down your weapons and surrender, do you want to be the same as Yu Qiaobing?" Feng Shihu also led the army and rushed up from the right.

For a while, the Sandao Yan Army directly besieged all the remnants of the soldiers!

Witnessing the situation on three sides, Lin Xianming couldn't help but be shocked, the Yan army's combat power was too fierce, and the soldier army couldn't stop the Yan army at all.

At this moment, the Yan army rushed up from three sides, just besieging them who were eager for revenge in the center.

After rushing down for revenge, they are simply killing themselves!

Looking up at the poor soldiers hanging on the military flag, the other party was silently shaking his head at himself.

Lin Xianming was helpless, at this moment, even if he didn't rescue the general, the remaining strength of the soldiers would not have the strength to escape.

"Revival Da Zhou, I'm waiting for a good man, absolutely retreat!" Lin Xianming's heart was crossed, he grabbed a short arrow, cut his clothes, tied a blue ribbon to his forehead, and shouted angrily.

"Revival Great Zhou!"

"Revival Great Zhou!"

The besieged soldiers followed Lin Xianming's example, cut their clothes, grabbed the blue ribbon, and tied it in their foreheads.

Holding a soldier in his hand, he was not afraid of life and death, and rushed directly towards the Yan army.

"Hmph, death squads?" Ju Wentai couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Lin Xianming's actions, and shouted: "Fill the repeater, shoot the soldier army immediately, and leave no one alive!" ”

In addition, in front of the army, Cao Aman also led his troops into the battle, taking the opportunity to clear the left flank of the soldiers.

"General Ju, don't you leave a living mouth?" Feng Shihu came to Ju Wentai's side, heard Ju Wentai's words, and was puzzled and asked.

Ju Wentai sneered and said, "General Feng, didn't you hear what the soldiers and troops were shouting, revive the Great Zhou." This matter is serious and must be reported to the emperor immediately. ”

"You mean, these people are all remnants of the Great Zhou?" Feng Shihu said.

The Great Zhou Dynasty has been destroyed for 600 years, the vassal states have been chaotic for 600 years, and there are still remnants of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which is simply strange and outrageous.

Feng Shihu quickly figured out that these people were by no means the remnants of the Great Zhou, but in the soldiers' family, there were remnants of the Great Zhou, and they were the ones in front of them, but they were just working hard for them.

Since this is the case, simply leave no one alive, so as not to form a stumbling block for the Yan army to go south.

What's more, Yu Poor Soldier, Lin Xianming is from a soldier's family, which proves that the soldier's family wants to plot against him.

The stakes are high and must be treated with caution!

"Shoot the whole army, leave no mouth alive!" Feng Shihu also shouted that he must end the war soon and report this matter to the emperor.

Hearing about the generals, the Yan army picked up the crossbow and shot the remaining soldiers.

In the battlefield, he was anxious to rescue Yu Qiaobing, regardless of the danger to his life, and hurried forward.

It's a pity that the soldier army has become a dead soldier under the crossbow of the Yan army, and sharp arrows are shot, and a large number of soldiers have fallen to the ground and turned into corpses.

In the morning breeze, Yu Poor Soldier was hung on the king's flag, the morning wind touched and blew, his body swayed, and the wounds on his arms were in great pain, and a faint blood flowed.

His face was pale, the corners of his mouth were full of cracks, he had lost too much blood, and Yu Qianbing had already shown signs of coma.

When he saw the mountain bag, the soldiers rushed over like moths to the fire one by one to save themselves, but they were all buried under the crossbow of the Yan army.

Patches, patches of corpses, staying in the same place, with little effort, as if building a high wall.

Yu Poor Soldiers' hearts are dripping blood, and they feel sorry for these soldiers who died unjustly.

At the same time, he was also cursing Yan Jun and cursing Ju Wentai, this group of people and beasts were not as good as animals, and they didn't give the soldiers a chance to surrender, and shot Yan Jun alive.

。。。。。。。。

At noon, the Yan army was fully evacuated, and the corpses were all over the hills, and the mud was all stained red with blood, as if they had just experienced a torrential rain.

At this moment, two infantry teams appeared here.

Witnessing the scene of the mountain bag, the general couldn't help jumping off his horse and asked: "Was there a massacre here, why are so many soldiers covered in arrow wounds and lying in a pool of blood." ”

The morning breeze was fluctuating, mixed with a few cold airs, and no one answered his questions.

Soon, a spy who had climbed to the top of the hill returned quickly, came to a general with a lofty spirit, hugged his fists and said: "General, the soldiers and legions are all killed in battle, and there is no way to live!" ”

"50,000 people, no living mouth?" Wang Zhengwen exclaimed and asked urgently.

Yu Qiaobing's status in the military family is not low, he is famous, and he led 50,000 soldiers, how could they all die in battle?

"Yes, all of them died in battle, there is no living mouth, and the subordinates dare not lie!" The spies returned.

At this time, the general next to him asked: "What about Yu Poor Bing, why can't you see his trace?" ”

Wu Jieshao of Yue Guo died in battle, there was no general to lead the troops, and Yu Poor soldiers asked Yue for help, this soldier messenger who arrived in Yue took the opportunity to lead the troops, and traveled under the stars and nights, hoping to rescue Yu Poor soldiers from danger, but he didn't expect to be one step late.

The guard turned around, raised his hand and pointed to the top of the mountain bag, a big flag, and said resignedly: "General, General Yu was hung under the banner of King Yan." ”

Hearing the sound, Wang Zhengwen and the generals of the soldiers, both looked up, only to see the top of the mountain bag, a big flag erected, in the morning wind, the military flag was unfurled, under the hunting army flag, a person was hung on the cross of the military flag, swaying back and forth in the wind.

"These brutes!" The generals couldn't help but curse angrily, walked forward quickly, and walked towards the mountain bag.

Wang Zhengwen did not hesitate, and followed closely behind, followed by many middle-level generals of Wu and Yue.

With a little effort, Wang Zhengwen and other more than ten Wu Yue generals all arrived at the top of the mountain bag, and several generals worked together to quickly put the flag of King Yan and loosen the bound Yu poor soldiers.

During the whole process, the audience was silent, and no one dared to speak.

Many generals muttered in their hearts, as if they could imagine the situation when Yu Qianbing was injured, and when dozens or even hundreds of short arrows were submerged into the limbs of Yu Qianbing, the miserable scene was unspeakable.

"Yan Jun, it's Yan Jun again, this group of birdmen, not killing is not enough to calm the anger in my heart!" Wang Zhengwen shouted angrily!

At the foot of the mountain, the blood on the body of the soldier has coagulated, indicating that he has died tragically, but the blood stains on the body of Yu Poor have not yet coagulated, proving that he died not long ago.

Then, under the mountain bag, the scene of the Yan army's arrow rain slaughtering the soldiers' soldiers, Yu Poor Soldiers must be in full view.

Cruel, utterly cruel.

It is conceivable that before he died, Yu Poor Bing was not only tortured by arrow wounds, but also suffered from psychological colic, and did not end his life until his blood dried up.

Wang Zhengwen gasped, thinking that he had failed in the Northern Expedition twice, and he couldn't help but have deep doubts about the Wu-Yue alliance and the attack on the Yan army.

Next to him, the faces of the generals of the soldiers were distorted, and they jumped like thunder, like an enraged lion, and shouted angrily: "Yan Army, Emperor Yan, the soldiers are inseparable from you, the whole army obeys the order, quickly reorganizes the army, kills into Mocheng, and avenges the children of the soldiers!" ”