At this time, the sky in Dingxiang was already clear, and the red and bright sun had already dispersed the dark clouds and hung high in the sky. The blue waves were spotlessly clean and the weather was surprisingly good.

The speed of the flood finally eased, like a child after a tantrum tantrum, lying quietly in the bosom of the earth, breathing softly. The scaly sailors finally set out in their nests, and they were as free in the water as white as the waves and the dragons returned to the sea. Even if the water is as deep as a mountain and the waves are as fast as turbulence, it is still like a dragon crossing the river, strolling in its own lair.

Since Cheng Cheng left Jingzhou, he finally has the opportunity to show his palms.

In addition to the special water-splitting spikes on their hands, the equipment of the scaly sailors is the smooth fishtail coat on their bodies. The dress was very elastic, almost clinging to the body, as thin as a piece of paper, almost as if it was worn on the body. This clothing is all made of fine dolphin skins, just collecting these skins also cost He Chen a lot of financial and manpower, except for adding a mobile drift effect in the water, the protection energy is almost zero.

The whole Dingxiang has become the country of water, and the eyes are full of white flowers. Countless wooden grass houses were washed away, only those houses with solid wood driven deep into the ground as beams were stronger, escaping the fate of dismemberment, revealing most of the tiled eaves, and occasionally a few Xianbei people could be seen standing on them alone, with desperate faces; There were a lot of drifting things in the water, wooden boxes, driftwood, branches, and even the carcasses of horses, among which a few bubbling heads could be seen floating up and sinking from time to time. After a few moments, several clouds of blood could be seen floating up from below, and soon they washed away with the flood again, as if they had never appeared.

If the Xianbei warriors are a little unlucky, they will be washed away by the flood directly, and if they are a little lucky, they will catch a wooden float and feel the thrill of rafting in the water for free. When they just got up for survival, they were slammed down by the scaly sailors. Poor landlubbers, no matter how brave they are in the grassland or on the land, when they fall into the water, they are like fat pigs to be slaughtered, and they cannot escape drowning and stabbing to death at all.

A thousand sailors, like a thousand monsters in the water, keep harvesting the lives of Xianbei.

He Chen led the remnants of hundreds of divine sword soldiers, and silently looked at the white expanse below the mountain halfway up the mountain. Although the Xianbei cavalry was flooded badly enough, the entire Dingxiang City was almost finished, there was no time for three or five years, I am afraid that it would not be able to recover, and there were thousands of acres of good acres around, I am afraid that there would be no harvest this year, and the work of dealing with the aftermath was extremely severe, at least forty or fifty thousand people, and they had to rely on the government to receive help.

"Zhou Mu, there are fish that have slipped through the net and are running over this mountainside." At this time, Zhang Xiu behind him suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted.

He Chen squinted his eyes and looked in the direction Zhang Xiu was pointing.

Because of the excellent position he was standing in now, his sight was clear at a glance, and sure enough, at the bottom of the mountain, there were hundreds of Xianbei warriors, abandoned on the submerged mountain road at the bottom of the mountain, and a few corpses that were still stumbling and still bubbling with blood, were struggling to climb up to the waist.

"Zhang Xiu, take some brothers and go and solve them." He Chen said without some emotion in his voice.

"Hehe, don't worry, this Xianbei person is on the horse, and the brothers can also kill them and throw away their armor, not to mention that it is now a foot battle, without war horses, they have at least half less combat effectiveness." Zhang Xiu licked her tongue excitedly and said a little arrogantly.

"Don't be careless, the Xianbei people are elite cavalry when they get on the horse, and they are also brave warriors when they get off the horse, don't overturn the boat in the gutter." He Chen glared at Zhang Xiu with some dissatisfaction and warned.

"Understood." Although Zhang Xiu replied to He Chen very respectfully on the surface, he was actually a little disapproving, feeling that Zhou Mu was making a fuss and being too cautious, but Zhang Xiu didn't dare to be careless, otherwise something really went wrong, and his head would be waiting to move.

Zhang Xiu left with the sharpshooters and began to sweep away the remaining Xianbei soldiers all over the mountains and fields, and carried out a sweep like a devil entering the village.

He Chen led six hundred divine sword soldiers down from the other side of the mountain, ready to start cleaning up the mess.

After three days' work, the flood water had almost completely receded, and the whole of Dingxiang had almost been razed to the ground, if it were not for the devastation and chaos, which almost made people suspect that this was once a county seat with a population of 30,000 or 40,000. The number of enemy casualties in this battle cannot be counted for the time being, but it is estimated that after this battle, the Xianbei cavalry will not be able to set off much storm in the hinterland of Bingzhou. He Chen asked Deng Long to lead 5,000 soldiers and began to help with the post-disaster reconstruction task, and at the same time, he also asked Hu Chuquan to lead the remaining cavalry to start sweeping up the remnants of Xianbei in the entire Yanmen County and Xinxing County, and he must take advantage of his illness to kill him.

And after He Chen stayed in Pingshun City for two days, he led the remnants of the Divine Sword Soldiers and others to prepare to return to Taiyuan.

A few days later, seeing that it was only a hundred miles away from Taiyuan, and when it was only a day away from Taiyuan, there were bursts of trembling from the earth, and the needles were windless and automatic, and a dull and depressed voice sounded in my heart.

"Xianbei cavalry." Almost instantly, this terrible thought floated in He Chen's heart.

"The archers hide in the woods and prepare, and the swords and swords stand shields." There was almost no time to think about how there would be Xianbei cavalry here, and He Chen shouted with all his strength almost unconsciously. The Xianbei cavalry chose the right time to charge, as it was open on three sides, with only a small wooded area on one side, and there was almost no danger to defend. If you turn around and run away at this time, you can say politely that the whole army will be wiped out, and the only hope of survival is to borrow the shield array of the sword soldiers, plus the assault of the sharpshooters, in order to delay the time and let the Taiyuan side raise troops to support.

A heavy "bang" sound sounded almost at the same time, and all the sword soldiers plunged their shields into the earth.

The three thousand soldiers sent by Xu Huang to protect He Chen were panicked and scratched at first, and then under the command of Ma Yu, they all hid in the dense forest. He Chen never thought that the Xianbei people's surname would be as tenacious as Tupa dogs, and in this monstrous flood, there would be batch after batch of lucky survivors.

The sound of "Daradala" quickly became clear, and the frequency amplitude of the vibration became larger and larger.

He Chen's heart kept sinking, listening to the dense sound of hooves, the number of cavalry regiments was extremely large.

Finally, black dots appeared on the hills in the distance, little by two, more and more, and in the end there was almost no end in sight. The black pressure pressed a large area, and if there was a dark cloud floating in the distance, it would crush the city. Although He Chen's face remained unchanged, the roots of his teeth were clenched, and his hands turned pale because of the tight grip, and he gradually began to sweat. Based on what we have seen so far, it is estimated that the Xianbei cavalry has at least tens of thousands of horses. How come there are so many cavalry? Could it be that Dingxiang burst the embankment and drowned only one of the troops? There is still a part of it hidden, and it did not enter Dingxiang?

He Chen's guess was not wrong, Zuogu Wang Saiyuren was cautious all his life, and He Chen's plan to lure the enemy was too obvious, and the time to prepare was a little hasty, which made him suspicious, and he did not completely release all the cavalry in his hand, but left 10,000 cavalry behind to wait and watch the situation, ready to respond at any time. Since He Chen's debut, he has won a hundred battles, and his confidence has risen, and he has finally shown a little dragging, and now he is being chased by the cavalry, almost becoming a dead end.

Soon, the galloping cavalry, without half a pillar of incense, was already clearly visible in front of him. The overwhelming mountains and seas, the galloping momentum of thousands of horses, the indomitable, devastating charge, almost made the three thousand soldiers hiding in the dense forest cold from head to toe.

These Xianbei cavalry were no longer as radiant and high-spirited as they were when they first entered. All the soldiers were more or less covered with mud and grass clippings, some felt hats did not know where to lose, some leather armor was torn, and some small boots were gone, and the whole thing was in disarray, like a defeated soldier who had suffered a defeat and fled. Although they look sloppy on the outside, without exception, all the Xianbei warriors' eyes are beating with crazy flames, burning with hatred and anger. After seeing the Han soldiers, he pulled out his scimitar almost at the same time, and he was full of murderous energy, eager to rush up at once and dismantle all these enemies.

"Shoot the arrows." Ma Yu's palms were full of sweat, he already knew the danger of this battle, and saw that a wave of cavalry had begun to crouch on horseback and enter the firing range, and he shouted without hesitation.

"Whoosh" a rain of arrows, like locusts flying out of the dense forest, the cavalry rushing in the front row fell from their horses in the dense rain of arrows. But the cavalry that followed almost did not pause, and with their skillful horsemanship, they stepped over their fallen companions, and still rushed forward without fear of death.

Another rain of arrows also shone into huge damage.

When the soldiers were preparing the third wave of arrows, many Xianbei cavalry rushed into the dense forest and began to kill wildly.

Only then did He Chen realize that he had made a stupid mistake, without the cover of a heavy shield, without the favorable terrain, the three thousand archers, almost like a flower girl without clothes, faced with a wolf-like pervert, without a backhand.

Once again, the sword soldier stood his shield in the soft soil, and casually pulled out a strengthened version of the ring-headed knife, borrowing the width of the shield to firmly guard the first line, not seeking to kill the enemy, but only to withstand the enemy's overwhelming charge.

"Bumper" for a while, Xiao is the sword soldiers launched the stunt "Shield of the Thick Earth", but because the base is too small, the number of enemy cavalry is too large, almost just a face-to-face effort, the shield array is shaky, all the sword soldiers have been shaken off the ground, the first time, pull out the ring head sword soldiers, and launch an attack on the cavalry that has slowed down.

He Chen, who was behind, was tightly surrounded by Dian Wei, Yan Ming, Ji Ling, and Zhang Xiu, and the sharpshooters had already begun to charge in formation, with only a few hundred, almost creating the momentum of the entire army gathering to charge.

"Heart Sword." He Chen almost had just started hand-to-hand combat, and he began to release his martial arts skills, if he didn't fight hard, he was afraid that he would die without a place to be buried.

(To be continued)