The battle between the two armies was not a one-time victory, but a snowball of each other, and after the collapse of the right wing composed of Handan soldiers, the Chinese army and the left flank could not hold out for long.

In the middle of the army, in the short time when Fan's archers were slightly suppressed, Zhao's phalanx of warriors rushed in, and they began to engage in hand-to-hand combat between the temporary barriers formed by hundreds of chariots.

Fortunately, Liu Xiang has been in the army for a long time, and he has been in charge of the army for a while, knows some art of war, and some regulations, and barely maintains the chaos of the Chinese army.

For the third time, he sent someone to the left flank to urge: "Go quickly and let the gentleman evacuate quickly, leave the Handan soldiers to block the enemy, or retreat to Muyi!" ”

But soon, his subordinates came back and reported: "The gentleman did not want to leave, and he also beheaded the soldier Sima who persuaded him to evacuate!" ”

"Oops!" Liu Xiang secretly said that it was not good, this gentleman of his own family has always had a bad temper, it seems that he is angry, and he is unwilling to evacuate even three times, is he planning to break off for himself?

In this way, Liu Xiang is also in a dilemma, and now taking advantage of the chaos of the war, the two armies are fighting together, and they may be able to escape a few hundred people by retreating quickly, but in that case, he will have to bear the charge of causing the Fan family to be captured.

However, the situation could not allow him to hesitate, at this time, the right wing burst out with bursts of shouts, it seemed that "Zhao Ji is dead, those who surrender will not be killed", and the Handan soldiers who were still bent on avenging the suzerain were like leaves swept by the autumn wind, and they lost their faith in fighting in an instant, or fled in all directions, or asked for surrender one after another. They had completely collapsed, and as the cavalry and archers of the Zhao clan began to rotate towards the center, where could Liu Xiang, who had lost the protection of the right flank, be able to resist! Immediately retreated.

"Retreat, retreat!" Liu Xiang, who was at the back, couldn't take care of the left and right wings. The remnants of the order were sent backwards, intending to break through and kill.

The remnants of Fan and Handan are in the inner circle. On the periphery, Zhao's soldiers were blocked by the still stubborn left flank with a total of about 2,000 foot soldiers. Desperately unable to kill it, and because the north was the way of Fan and Handan, under Liu Xiang's "instant decision, strong man broke his wrist", he finally took the only remaining more than 500 Fan soldiers out of the encirclement.

Out of the encirclement, Liu Xiang didn't dare to delay, but had a complicated mood: "The left flank can still block for a while, and when I encounter the enemy, I have already sent a light car back to Muyi to let people come out to respond, and Muyi's reinforcements should be about to arrive." If I can go four or five miles further to join them, I will be free tonight, but ......"

He looked at the battle circle that was still fighting Zhenye with worry and fear, "It's just that my gentleman is going to be captured......

Liu Xiang immediately comforted himself: "I have done what Han Jian should have persuaded in the battle of Han Yuan, but the gentleman insists on going his own way to be the Duke of Jin Hui, what can I ......do?" He can only run north as soon as possible, and tell the news that Zhao Wuxian has crossed the river to all the towns along the way, and ensure that the song cannot be lost!

Morning song. As long as he arrives in Chaoge, in that big city with a population of 20,000 households, he only needs to tell the news that the prince is in danger, and then open the arsenal. Those over the age of 15 can be called on more than 10,000 soldiers and Chinese people to go out of the city to rescue!

Of course, it is unknown whether it can be saved or not. But at least hold off the Zhao clan and don't let them go west to attack the lord's army. In this way, the work can be made up.

But the thought was just gone. As soon as Liu Xiang turned around, he saw that there was a smoke and dust behind the side, it was the cavalry of the Zhao family!

……

Zhao Wuxian sent some cavalry to pursue the deserters, while he stayed in the formation. He was indeed more interested in the dragon banner on the left flank than the unknown escapee, which was the symbol of the Fan family, and his old enemy Fan He was there.

"If this person can be captured, the Fan family will lose his son, and he will definitely lose his prestige and lose his courage when he sees the Zhao family."

However, although the enemy will be defeated, he is still trapped, with a sense of madness, Zhao Wuxian is not in a hurry, but let the crossbowmen now **** on the periphery, and only after weakening the enemy can he let the pawns step forward and advance.

The enemy's dragon banner has not yet fallen, and thousands of people are fighting together.

The two Zhao generals in the lead, the person in front is not tall, but they rushed to the front, the left hand is slashed, the right hand is held with a hook, and no one can stop it, its momentum is like fire, and the blocker is invincible. If this man is like a sharp knife, the man behind him is a calm shield, he is tall, heavily armored, and does not rush forward, but leads his soldiers step by step, occupying the chariot camp little by little, and then dividing the soldiers to attack the weak places in the enemy's army.

It was the titans Tian Ben and Mucha!

At this time, the Zhao army on three sides had completed the encirclement, Zhao Wuxian waited for a while, and then gave another order, ordering the tired soldiers in the front row to retreat, and after the archers and crossbowmen shot for a while, the reserves in the back row were replenished. Finally, the cavalry stormed the enemy's flank. The Handan soldiers were the first to retreat, and the remaining Fan guards followed, while the Zhao soldiers were the first to fall into battle, shouting and rushing forward, and the remnants of the enemy army were shattered before the battle was in time.

Zhao soldiers surrounded the enemy tightly, this defeat, the enemy soldiers retreated, unwilling to surrender shouted generously to die, the rest knelt on the ground and surrendered.

The battle began in the evening, and the victory and defeat were decided at night, and the cavalry galloped through the fields to assist the foot soldiers and others in collecting the prisoners. Mucha, on the other hand, captured the enemy's main general alive and sent it to Zhao Wuxian's Central Military Office.

……

It was already dark at this time, and the torches lit around him reflected the appearance of the captive, and he had a wound on his head, blood running down one cheek from the top of his head, and his handsome face was only hideous and unwilling.

No one can deny that Fan He's guy is indeed very courageous, he saw that the general trend was gone, so he called on his subordinates to rush out all the way to kill, trying to rush to Zhao Wuxian's banner, but was put down by Mucha halfway.

Looking at his down-and-out rival who was tied up with five flowers, staring at himself with round eyes and angrily, Zhao Wuxian felt a burst of joy for no reason, walked to his side with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Fanzi, I haven't seen you for a long time, who would have thought that it would be like this." ”

"Cheap ......"

Fan He's voice was hoarse and low, and when he saw Zhao Wuxian coming to him, he suddenly raised his voice.

"Brotherly enmity does not fight back, my sword has been taken away, otherwise I will definitely kill you! Let go of me quickly, you and I are here to fight with swords! ”

This is a challenge, and like the duel of the nobles of Western Europe in later generations, the soldiers of the pre-Qin Dynasty were also brave and fierce, with long swords hanging from their waists. It is by no means an ornament, and it is commonplace to fight swords openly on the street. If you refuse, it is a sign of timidity.

The military officials next to him were all peeking at their own lord. I wonder what his reaction is, and if the lord really can't wipe his face to fight, they have to stand up and dissuade him.

But Zhao Wuxian was unmoved, he sneered: "Fan He has boasted of his excellent swordsmanship since he was a child, and then he also built a sword palace in Chaoge, recruited more than 300 swordsmen to sandwich the door and guests, and attacked each other in front of the hall day and night, and there were more than ten dead and injured people every month, so he never got tired of it." It is also known among the princes, the assassin who assassinated me twice before was sent by you......"

Fan He also dared to act, tilted his head and said, "Not bad!" It's a pity that it didn't kill you! ”

Zhao Wuxian suddenly sighed: "I was looking forward to fighting you again, but now when I look at it, I find that you haven't really made any progress, and you are still a scheming horseman, and even the sword in your hand is just a sword of a common man!" What a disappointment. ”

"What!" Fan He was furious. struggling, he hates others the most for saying that he is a puppet, and he is arrogant, and he praises himself as the queen of Tao Tang. How can he, the heir of the dragon, endure the title of "Sword of the Commoners".

Ignoring Fan He, it was as if he was teaching a lesson to the surrounding military officials. Zhao Wuxian preached: "The sword of the puppet is held by the light man." All of them are unkempt and protruding, and they wear the crown of hanging birds. Jieman Hu Zhiying, wearing a short back coat, has the same expression as this Fan family's son, wide-eyed and panting. He likes to fight and assassinate in front of people, he can cut off his neck, and he can cut his liver and lungs, although it seems to be lively, but in the end, it is no different from cockfighting, once he is exhausted, it is useless for state affairs, this is the sword of the people! ”

"You, you...... How dare you insult me? Fan He was so angry that he screamed, if he hadn't been pressed to death, he would definitely have to fight with Zhao Wuxian.

But the witty Xiang Lu beside him was thoughtful, and asked, "What kind of sword is the lord holding?" ”

Zhao Wuxian was ashamed: "Naturally, it is the sword of the princes!" ”

"The sword of the princes?"

Wuxian looked down at the people around him, and said angrily: "I will rule the country and lead the army instead of the king, and use the wise and brave as the tip of the sword, the honest and honest as the blade, the virtuous as the spine, the loyal as the sword ring, and the heroic as the hilt." This kind of sword, if you stab straight forward, no one can stop it, if you hold it high, there is nothing on it, if you press the sword downward, you will be invincible, and if you swing it, there will be nothing next to it; The upper is to follow the heavens and conform to the sun, moon and stars, the lower to take the law from the earth and conform to the four-time sequence, and the center is to conform to the will of the people to stabilize the four directions. As soon as this sword is used, it is like a thunderbolt, and within four seals, all of them obey my orders. This sword of the princes too! ”

Everyone was thrilled for a while, and they also forgot that Zhao Wuxian held the sword of the princes as a qing, which was like Tai'a holding it, which was a great trespass. But compared to the sword of the common man with the courage of the horseman, it is true that only the sword of the princes can match the lord, and he is a part of this sword! Kill the rebellion of the Song Dynasty, behead the Lu Sanhuan, behead the people, behead the princes of Si, and now, it is time to behead the secretaries of the Jin State again!

After saying this, Zhao Wuxian asked, "Where is Fan He's sword?" ”

Mucha stepped forward with his sword, "Here." ”

"Draw your sword!"

Mucha did not hesitate and drew his sword directly.

The cyan metallic light shimmered in the moonlight, and the sword was three feet long, the sword body was narrow and long, the spine was slightly thinner, and the stabs were equally heavy, and it was mostly decorated with copper lattices. The hilt of the sword is wrapped with silver wire, and the head of the handle is a monster named Hedgehog, which contains jade in the mouth, and it looks like a well-forged good sword!

Fan He stared at his saber, his bound hands eager to hold it immediately and stab into Zhao Wuxian's chest.

"I remember this sword, and it was called a hedgehog." Zhao Wuxian still remembers that many years ago, in the Pan Palace in Xintian, he was injured under this sword, he was a good person, there was only one problem: he likes to hold grudges, the grace of dripping water should be repaid by the spring, and the revenge of flaws should be repaid tenfold!

With a crisp sound, Zhao Wuxian also pulled out the famous sword officer on his waist and bathed it in the white moonlight.

The sword of the cadre has been forged by a famous craftsman, it is a weapon that transcends the times, its blade is like autumn frost, shining in the moonlight, those turtle-like patterns seem to come to life, and the pig suddenly looks dull compared with it.

Zhao Wuxian didn't say a word, raised his sword and raised it, and the cadre waved it, and after a sound of gold and iron, the hedgehog sword in Mu Xia's hand was broken!

Everyone was shocked, this was the first time the lord had used a sword, and it was actually used to cut another famous sword.

"You! What did you do! ”

Fan He watched in disbelief as his beloved sword was broken in two, and it was still on the ground, turning into scrap copper and rotten tin, and his heart was about to break.

Zhao Wuxian looked down at Fan He and chuckled: "In today's battle of Muye, I used the sword of the princes to cut you the sword of the people, and now I am the winner, you are the prisoner of the ranks, the victory is early, why fight again?" ”

The Zhao clan officials cheered and agreed, only Fan He stared at Zhao Wuxian, his face was red, his teeth were clenched, his chest was undulating, and his eyes seemed to fall out of his sockets.

Since he was a child, the competitive Fan He has never suffered such humiliation, and his lungs are about to explode.

He suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of rotten meat with black blood in front of Zhao Wuxian, and the personal guard Qi Wan was shocked and stepped forward to kick Fan He down.

Fan He rolled into the sludge and immediately let out a hoarse laugh on the ground.

When Zhao Wuxian and the military officials paced forward, Fan He's laughter gradually stopped, and his face was dark and out of breath.

In the end, everything turned into silence, his eyes were round, Fan He's head was covered with blades of grass, his mouth and nose were full of dust, and his expression was dull.

Qi Wan stepped forward to try his breathing, and pinched Fan He's mouth again, with a complicated expression: "Dead, he bit his tongue ......"

There was silence around for a while, which they didn't expect, Fan He would fight so hard.

Zhao Wuxian, who killed Fan He alive, was indifferent, let alone admired and regretted.

"What a horseman, in a fit of anger, blood splashed in five steps, so he can only avoid the crown and grab the ground with his head!"

He stared disdainfully at the dead dog-like corpse, then sheathed his sword so that no one could see the small gap in it.

In the first battle of Makino, his own casualties were only nearly 1,000, but the enemy army was almost completely annihilated, just like the sword of the princes slashing the sword, and the iron cutting bronze, this is a victory of strength and tactics, and it is not a fluke.

After this battle, Zhao Wuxian's mentality also changed slightly, and he thought: "Although the Qing of the Jin State is many times stronger than the Qing clan of Song and Lu, they are still the old nobles who live with bronze ritual vessels. ”

Even Zhao Ying, who has always firmly occupied the patriarchal position and pointed fingers at him, is no exception......

But Dongzhao is different, they have already refined the bones of steel, which is enough to stir up the situation in this state.

"I may have been too cautious before, whether it is the Fan clan or the Zhi clan, maybe not as strong as I thought before!"

So the next step, is it to go west to Qinshui, or to go north to sing?

PS: Now outside, if you come back early at night, there is still a chapter, if it is late, it will be early in the morning, and you don't have to wait if you go to bed early

(To be continued.) )