PS: The afternoon meeting is half past six, the dinner is more than nine o'clock, and it is already ten o'clock when I go home, so I can only change one chapter first, and this chapter should be revised at about two o'clock.

The lieutenant general of the former army ordered the army to stop advancing and sent more than a dozen cavalry to lead the city.

No sooner had the army stopped its advance than a number of heads suddenly appeared on the walls, more precisely, from a half-crouching position to a standing position. The longbows in their hands were already full, and with a command, nearly a thousand sharp arrows burst out of the air and shot at the unsuspecting army.

The direction of the arrows was clear, and the men on the drawbridge were on their backs, making a mess, and the soldiers had no time to raise their shields, and were squeezed into the moat by their chaotic comrades, but fortunately, most of them were familiar with the nature of the water, and did not drown in the river because of this.

At this time, on the empty streets of the city, countless Jianghuai soldiers appeared out of thin air, led by a burly figure, full of meat, I saw him lick his chapped lips, casually raised the long knife in his hand, his legs were slightly forced, and the war horse under his crotch rushed out of the city desperately. Behind him, the three thousand recruits rushed towards Li Zitong's front army with murderous aura as if they were going crazy.

"It's Du Fuwei's lieutenant Wang Xiongsao!" Someone exclaimed: "Hailing City has been captured by Du Fuwei!" With this shout, the banner with the word "Chu" written on the city wall fell, and was replaced by the banner of Du Fuwei's army.

Shang Zhao is not afraid of death, prestige, Chen Ling was defeated in the hands of Shang Zhao, Li Zitong's army was already panicked, I heard that Hailing was lost, and it was Shang Zhao who rushed out of the city, how dare he stay for a moment, they all rushed to cross the suspension bridge, intending to join the army.

As a result, the Chinese army was dispersed by the front army, and the rear army did not know why, and still rushed towards Hailing City. The army of more than 100,000 people is like a rabble, unable to exert the slightest combat power.

Li Zitong led the troops for many years, and quickly reacted, and hurriedly ordered someone to blow the horn to prevent the front army from retreating, but Du Fuwei's Jianghuai army continued to kill in Hailing City. Who would dare to stay in front and wait for death? In desperation, Li Zitong could only personally lead thousands of elite soldiers armed with long knives to cut down hundreds of retreating soldiers, which barely stabilized the situation.

The front army was in a defensive formation, guarding the side of the drawbridge, and their attention was all on the army led by Wang Xiongsao, completely unaware that on both sides of them, there were 5,000 soldiers on each side, led by Fu Gongqi and Kan Ling, charging murderously.

An army of more than 100,000 stretched for miles. When Li Zitong heard that Fu Gongqi and Kan Ling also appeared, before he could pass on the order, the 10,000 Jianghuai army was like two sharp blades, cutting the army into three.

Hailing was lost, the front army was finished, Li Zitong's eyes were cracked, but there was nothing he could do, he glared angrily at Mao Wenshen, who was losing his mind. I want to kill him on the spot.

But Li Zitong didn't do this, he was born as a thief. No matter how powerful he is, few scholars are willing to defect to him, and a strategist like Mao Wenshen, Li Zitong is reluctant to kill him, and he does not dare to kill him.

"Sir, what now?" Li Zitong put away his complicated gaze. Gently stroked the horse's mane, stabilized the irritable mount, and said in a deep voice: "Sir's suspicious tactics can't hide from Li Xuanba for long, now there are strong enemies in front of him, and there are pursuers in the back. Where do we go from here? ”

Mao Wenshen was still in shock, he really couldn't imagine how the Jianghuai army, which was fighting against Nan Sui, could suddenly appear in Hailing City.

"King of Chu, our army was suddenly attacked, its morale was weakened, and it was unable to compete with the armies of Du Fuwei and Southern Sui. Li Zitong's question made Mao Wenshen sober up, although he looked unbearable, he had some strategy, and after a moment of contemplation, he gave his own advice.

After all, Zhang Xutuo is a famous general in the world, and the Danyang City guarded by him cannot be broken by Du Fuwei so quickly, so the only explanation can only be that Du Fuwei reached some kind of agreement with Nan Sui, and Zhang Xutuo let his army pass through Danyang City.

"How to retreat after going hundreds of miles?" Li Zitong glanced at Mao Wenshen with idiotic eyes, and said angrily: "Our army's grain and grass are in Hailing City, but you let this king lead the army to retreat to the East China Sea, but I am afraid that halfway through the journey, most of the soldiers have starved to death." ”

"King Chu, at this time, when the rice is ripe, our army can take grain on the spot, and there is no need to worry about the problem of grain and grass at all." Mao Wenshen knew that the mistake he had made this time had made Li Zitong very angry, he lowered his posture and said respectfully: "The main force of the army is not damaged, as long as the king of Chu arrives in the East China Sea and rests for more than a month, he can go south again and recapture Hailing City." ”

Mao Wenshen's strategy is indeed the most appropriate way at present, but Li Zitong's relatives and most of the soldiers' families are in Hailing City, how can they flee for their lives alone?

Li Zitong hesitated again and again, gritted his teeth and said: "This king doesn't believe it, he Du Fuwei dares to transfer all the soldiers and horses to attack the city, instead of fleeing, it is better to have a decisive battle with him to see who will kill the deer!" ”

Mao Wenshen still wanted to persuade, but when he saw Li Zitong's murderous eyes, he knew that he could not change Li Zitong's mind, so he could only retreat silently and let Li Zitong dispatch troops.

Fu Gongyi, Wang Xiongsao, Kan Ling and others knew the grievances between Du Fuwei and Li Zitong, and wished that Li Zitong was angry and chose to fight head-on. As soon as they wiped out all of Li Zitong's former army, they couldn't help but be happy when they saw Li Zitong personally leading a large army rushing over.

Du Fuwei did only send 40,000 troops to come, compared to the number of people did not have the slightest advantage, on the contrary, they were at a great disadvantage, but there are not many examples in history of winning more with less, and the Jianghuai army fought head-on, how could they have been afraid of anyone? The only thing they were worried about was whether Nan Sui would sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

Such thoughts flashed in their minds, because Li Zitong's army had already killed in front of them. One side is known as an invincible division, and the other side charges hard to rescue the relatives in the city.

After all, it took a lot of time for the Jianghuai Army to eliminate Li Zitong's front army, which allowed Li Zitong to wait for the arrival of the rear army, and his morale recovered a lot.

The battlefield was ruthless, the two armies totaled more than 100,000 people, but only a few thousand people really fought together, some people fell, the soldiers behind filled in, the corpses in the battle piled up higher and higher, everyone was red-eyed, and the blood stained them into blood, but no one bothered to wipe the blood off their faces.

For Du Fuwei's recruitment, they have only one way to die in battle, and in the face of such an enemy, the morale that Li Zitong's army has finally gathered is slowly dissipating.

When the battle between the two armies was in full swing, Li Zitong heard a sound of horses' hooves from the rear, and Li Xuanba, Yuwen Chengdu and Pei Yuanqing took thousands of cavalry, temporarily separated from the infantry, and rushed to the battlefield first! (To be continued.) )