Yang Lei, who was walking in the second position of the side road, suddenly stopped, turned around and gave an order to the sergeant behind him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Under this order, all the soldiers under his command in front of him shouted and walked as fast as they approached the tall barracks of the Warrior's army, throwing one of the two torches they held in their hands. The scorching torches flickered and the jubilant flames slipped over the one-foot-high barracks and fell into the camp of the soldiers. Although it was a temporary order and the weather was dark, there was not much accuracy in what the soldiers threw out, but because most of the facilities on this side of the Shijia camp were tents for people to live in, the more than 100 fires lit by these more than 500 torches still quickly ignited the fire in the enemy camp.

Yang Lei naturally didn't know that Shi Xie had ordered his entire camp to be used as a big trap to wait for the arrival of his pursuers, and the reason why he decided to bypass the camp and go straight to pursue Shi Xie's army was just from the quick pursuit required by his own lord. After all, no matter how fast it is, it can't compare to the speed of the cavalry. Although there are not many cavalry in Huai'an City at the moment, only a few of 500, Yang Lei thinks that under the huge momentum formed by his own infantry waving flags and shouting, taking advantage of the shadow of dusk, taking advantage of the enemy's meal to cover up the past cavalry is enough to make the enemy stunned and chaotic. Considering that there were many tents in the enemy camp and the distance between them was relatively close, which was not suitable for cavalry to run through, he finally decided to take the side road. This may be the reason why there is a providence in the so-called darkness. At least the current God has not opened his eyes to Shixiejun.

Yang Lei's suggestion that the army take the side road was a consideration made in order to pursue the enemy, and now he ordered his subordinates to carry out a fire attack on the enemy's camp, which was naturally to cover the assault of Yang Ling's five hundred cavalry. Huai'an City does not have many troops, this has always been a headache for Yang Lei and Yang Ling, and this fact has not changed in the slightest even when it comes to pursuing the enemy today. In order to solve the problem that the momentum of the pursuit was not strong enough to frighten the other party, Yang Lei thought for a while and finally decided to open the "big battalion" of the damned enemy. In his opinion, no matter how great the momentum is, no matter how loud the drums and shouts, there is no such grandeur and magnificence as the momentum of burning the camp to the sky. At dusk, the evening breeze was blowing, and the wind blowing from behind his house was the best catalyst for the fire to spread, and he was naturally unwilling to give up such a good situation, so he used this damage trick.

The fire spread rapidly under the agitation of the wind. In an instant, a large flame ignited. Yang Lei was overjoyed when he saw it, and when he saw that the fire had been completed, he didn't stay anymore, and handed over the rest to Shamoke behind him, and he continued to expand the scope of the fire.

"Make sure the whole camp is on fire." This is one of Yang Lei's plans for solidarity. He started with torches in order to be able to light the fire accurately, and left the rest of the task to Shamoko because the archers in Shamoko's hands were able to shoot fire arrows into the enemy camp with bows and arrows, making the area where the fire burned larger. When such a situation arises, and his side shouts and kills again, Yang Lingbu, who is protruding from the billowing black smoke, can use the horse's momentum to cause great panic to the enemy, so as to smoothly rush and kill in the enemy's formation-this is completely inevitable later.

"Hmph, so be it. I'd like to see how that guy from Shixie manages to deal with my tricks. Yang Lei said hatefully. As the fuse of this series of events, Shi Xie certainly resented him because he led troops to ambush his son Shi Hui, but why didn't he hate Shi Xie because the Shi family killed his cousin. You must know that the young lady of the Wu family, if there is no accident, will become his wife this year. The so-called "hatred of killing his wife and beheading his son", such a big festival is in the hearts of Shi Xie and his Yang Lei, but it makes both of them want to kill each other.

At this moment, because of various reasons, it is impossible for Yang Lei to kill Shixie in this battle and completely wash away his hatred, but he also racked his brains to come up with such methods to make Shixie look good. When the dazzling and jubilant red flame rose in Shi Xie's camp, the first blow to Shi Xie's lone army formed by Yang Lei's actions began.

Under the five hundred cavalry, the war horses flew with four hooves and trampled fiercely on the ground. Those tall riders rode equally strong and extraordinary war horses, and with a big lance in hand, they rushed into the formation of the Shixie army. Although there is no possibility for the southern army to form cavalry on a large scale because the south does not produce horses, the princes of the whole world are clear about the importance of cavalry, and they will also form an "elite" small cavalry army with some silver taels, just like the cavalry that Yang Ling is currently commanding. It was originally established as a personal guard of Yulin Taishou Han Xuan, and its soldiers and war horses were recruited and purchased by Han Xuan from Bingzhou and Youzhou with his own connections. Its basic quality is very good, plus Yang Ling's training is quite good, although the number of people is a little smaller, it is not very useful, but in terms of its elite level, it is not much worse than the real Youhe cavalry. At this moment, it is used to kick Shi Xie, which is a slightly panicked array because of the fire in his own camp, but it is the knife used to kill chickens.

For a while, there was a loud shout of killing, and the running knights carried their big lances one by one, connecting the formation and crisscrossing the huge camp. Because they had explained in advance, they did not use the piercing technique to let the body of the enemy soldier hang on their blades, but waved their weapons in a hulala, and used the big lance in their hands as a long knife, using the blade and the giant pole to drive out the enemy.

"It is a great achievement not to ask how many enemy soldiers you can kill, but to disrupt their formation and make them scatter and flee." Yang Lei, who planned all this, told his clan brother so much, because the matter was very important, his tone was very deep, so that Yang Ling, who had always been used to talking and laughing with him, had to promise and keep it in mind.

At present, all of Yang Ling's actions are strictly in accordance with Yang Lei's plan. When Yang Lei led the troops to this battlefield, the front of the entire Shixie Army was already in chaos.

It's no wonder that Shi Xie's sudden order to withdraw the army had already made his subordinates a little confused. In addition, Shi Xie only thought about waving his army to retreat, but forgot to strictly guard the small soldiers who escaped from Liandao City and came to report the news, so that the news of the fall of Liandao City spread all over the camp. Everyone knows that the way back has been lost, and now it has become the grass without roots, the leaves without trees. Although most of them were soldiers of Shixie's family, they were still extremely loyal to Shixie, and there was no sign of mutiny, but they only found peace on the surface, but deep down in their hearts, they were also panicked at the moment. As soon as Yang Ling led the army to attack, it quickly became chaotic, and it was completely different from the high-spirited appearance when he attacked the city a few days ago.

Shi Xie himself stood at the back of the formation and watched all this happening from afar, he was really anxious in his heart, and he couldn't wait to drum up his troops and go in one breath to clean up all these guys who dared to go out of the city and attack him. It's just that such an idea is good, but it can only be an idea. At present, the army was in chaos, and the situation formed by the scattered soldiers and the scorching fire in his own camp all accurately told him that he must go, and he must leave early. If you leave early, it is possible to ensure that the people behind you are neat, and if you let the chaos in front spread to you, I am afraid that even if you can get away smoothly on your side, the sergeants under your command are afraid that they will lose most of them.

"What a nuisance." Shi Xie muttered in his mouth, but in his heart he had to make up his mind that the strong man broke his wrist. At this moment, the front army, which was in chaos, numbered about 3,000 people, accounting for one-fifth of the strength of Shixie's own army. Although it was really sad to abandon them like this and leave like this, considering the overall situation of the whole army, Shi Xie thought that this sacrifice was very necessary.

"Withdraw!" He shouted softly, but he led his troops away, and no longer paid attention to those men who were still fighting.

Shi Xie's voice was not loud, and the people who ordered him to drive were only the people in front of him and behind him. Because he didn't want the chaotic people in front of him to know about the retreat on his side, there was a situation where a large number of routs rushed to break his ranks, and his side walked "quietly". I thought I could go hidden, but I didn't want to be behind the enemy's cavalry, and Yang Lei, who had excellent eyesight, stared at this with a tiger's eye, staring at the red flag embroidered with the word "Shi" in the dimness, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a sneer.

As soon as Shi Xie began to retreat, Yang Lei understood his actions, and thus thought of what Shi Xie meant.

"He's going to run." Yang Lei naturally understands this. But at first he didn't shout about it right away. He was waiting, waiting for Na Shixie's men and horses to retreat to a more suitable distance, and then using this matter to attack Shi Xie. Although this is actually only the difference between fifty steps and one hundred steps, Yang Lei only thinks that taking 50 steps back is not an escape, and taking a hundred steps back is considered a flight even if it is a retreat.

Watching the big flag move back step by step, the words on the flag gradually became blurred in the twilight clouds, and Yang Lei's heart slowly rose. At the moment when the matter was approaching, no matter how calm he was, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. It felt like when he asked his uncle to marry and waited for his uncle's approval, full of expectations and worries.

"Quick, shout. It was said that Shi Xie had fled. Seeing that the big flag was gradually moving away and had reached a considerable distance, Yang Lei suddenly shouted excitedly. He estimated that this distance was already "a hundred paces", and if people found out that Na Shixie was not talking at this distance, it would cause dissatisfaction and panic among the people of the Nashi family, and thus cause the Shijia army to fall into a complete defeat.

"Oh...... Oh! The soldiers who had been waiting for the order of the boss next to them suddenly heard Yang Lei's order, and hurriedly responded a few times, but they shouted quickly. Shi Xie ran away! "Catch Shi Xie, don't let him go!" "All kinds of cries are uneven, big and small, sounding on this battlefield. Because of the sound of the wind, because of the fire, and because of the rush of the cavalry team led by Yang Ling, the shouts of hundreds of people, which could not have much effect, sounded like the Chu Song that sounded in all directions at this moment, which made the soldiers of the Shi family feel a little flustered when they heard it.

Occasionally, some people looked behind in disbelief, only to see that the tall banner was gradually getting smaller and smaller in the twilight, and it was becoming more and more blurred, and they were immediately shocked. A sense of pathos, a sense of desolation, and a bit of confusion all came to their hearts at this time. The feeling of being an outcast is really uncomfortable. Although their lord Gongxie used to treat them well, although some of the Qingming people among them also understood that giving up like this at the moment was definitely a good thing for the overall situation, but they were abandoned like this, especially if the person who abandoned him was still his comrade-in-arms, how could the feeling of loss be offset by the generosity of the past and the little clarity in his heart? Most people are like this, even if you are usually good to them, as long as you abandon them at such a life-and-death juncture and put them to death, they will forget your goodness and resent you because of the fact that you were abandoned.

Seeing that the main general Shixie had withdrawn, the soldiers who had been scattered in confusion and avoided the attack of the enemy cavalry suddenly changed their mood. Originally, they were just instinctively avoiding, but after knowing the main general's actions, their avoidance heart suddenly became a fleeing heart. The fire was burning, the enemy was rushing, the darkness of the weather made it impossible for them to see the situation around them, and the sound of wind and shouts of killing from all directions made it impossible for them to judge the number of enemy troops, and vaguely thought that these four sides were occupied by the enemy, and there were countless enemies pressing towards their side. The flight of the so-called commander may have seen such a crisis here, and it was probably because of the imminent destruction of the whole army.

"It seems that the enemy is huge!" The chaotic soldiers spread this, and the hearts that were still a little disdainful of fleeing immediately changed: "The enemy is so huge, if you don't escape, you can't wait for death?" ”

As a result, the retreat of three or five people turned into the flight of dozens or hundreds of people, and finally became a crazy rout among the thousands of the former army. The large number of soldiers and soldiers, like the chickens and ducks raised by ordinary people, rushed in a chaotic manner, and everyone wished that they could run faster, so that they could get as far away as possible from the group of people chasing them behind them.

As a result, there was such a scene on this huge battlefield, and the soldiers ran desperately in front like a flock of ducks, discarding everything on their bodies that might affect their escape, including the weapons in their hands, the armor on their bodies, and the vital battle flag. The cavalry, numbering only five hundred, trampled on the items they had discarded along the way like ducks, and drove them all to the back of the Sergeant Xie's own team, and quickly caught up with the retreating team in front of them, which was not very fast.

At this moment, the main team of the Shixie Army was slowly marching south in a neat formation. At that time, the neatness of the retreating array was undoubtedly an important means to prevent the enemy from pursuing the enemy, after all, the neat formation always gave off a sense of majesty, and the pursuers felt a hint of danger of counterattack. Moreover, such a formation is best commanded by a general.

Shi Xie also wanted to use such an array to intimidate the other party, so that the other party would not dare to pursue him. But he only wanted to aid Changping this time, so he only arranged the formation to go south, but did not set up a backward army. This led them to sell their own rear formation, the back of the soldiers, to the pursuers. When Yang Ling and Yang Lei cooperated to complete the defeat of the front army, the retreating Shixie did not know what was happening. When a large number of abandoned sons who originally belonged to the front army were driven over by Yang Ling in the posture of chasing ducks, Shi Xie, who was at the forefront of the reinforcement team, did not notice the change in the rear formation. As a result, the rout army and the rear of the Shijia army inevitably collided together, forming a starting point for the defeat that Shixie regretted later.

If anyone has been to the north and played with the snowball, they will understand that no matter how huge the snowball is, it is very simple to start, it is just a bow of snow - put a small snowball on the slope of the mountain, as long as the slope is still sloped, as long as there is snow in front of it, the snowball can continue to grow, and finally become a behemoth that even people can't push. It's a natural thing, with an irresistible force in the dark. And at the moment, Yang Ling is driving the rout of the Shi family to attack the defenseless Shi Xie's army, which is also based on the principle of this natural thing.

Diseases are contagious, but so can this emotion, and the chaos caused by this emotion cannot escape this contagious characteristic. When the chaotic rout swarmed in, the soldiers behind the formation were the first to be frustrated by this behavior, they could not withstand the impact and had to speed up, and then rushed into the formation of their comrades who had been walking in front of them. Those who reacted joined the chaos, while those who had the heart to stop it often trampled themselves to death because of lack of strength, and their bodies mixed with dust.

After such a riot, even the former soldier Shixie realized that something was wrong. But at this moment, he has lost the ability to organize the team. The sergeants in this formation were all in close formation, which was originally intended to gather strength, but at this time, it turned into one of the best helpers for the spread of chaos. For a time, more than 10,000 troops were in a commotion, and they were all running forward in panic. If it weren't for Shi Xie's own side and hundreds of personal soldiers guarding him to the death, Shi Xie, the master of Nanjiaozhou, would have been trampled by this chaotic army and died on the spot.

The defeat was like a mountain, and there was no room for recovery from the situation. The defeat of Shixie is a foregone conclusion.

In a panic, he followed the retreating soldiers and horses, and the people followed the crowd endlessly, just thinking about escaping as far away from the cavalry behind him as possible, under the infection of the frightened emotions around him, Shi Xie had no courage at all, and at this moment he was no different from the soldiers around him who were also fleeing. Although they all knew a little at this moment that the enemies behind them were definitely not as many as they imagined, they never dared to turn around and go to the other party to do that counterattack.

It had been driven out for nearly an hour, and the fleeing army was unable to disperse the wide-faced escape because of the sound of horses' hooves and shouts of killing, which had disappeared half an hour earlier, and the download of the current road. They looked around each other blankly, their faces confused as to what to do. After discovering that the Lord Gongshixie was in their army, and had also run away with them for most of the night, they breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, the trace of loyalty in their hearts that they didn't know where they were thrown when they fled also suddenly appeared. They gathered the team one after another, and after hastily giving orders, they all ran to Shi Xie and greeted him.

"How's the team doing now?" After calming down a little, Shi Xie was extremely tired, but he still seriously inquired about the current situation. He knew that if something happened to the army under his command tonight, the losses it would suffer must be great, but how big was it? He didn't know about this, but after a cursory look at the extremely panicked faces of the people around him, his heart couldn't help but sink down: "I'm afraid it's not good!" That's what he knows, but he still wants to get a definite letter from others.

"It's not going to be good." One of the generals shook his head heavily and said with a bitter face.

Shi Xie recognized him and knew that he was a servant bought by his family since he was a child, his real name was Wu Kang, because he sold himself as a servant, so he changed his surname to be a soldier, and since he joined the servant army, he performed quite well, and he was promoted by himself, and at this moment he was already the captain of the left wing under his command, and his subordinates also led a thousand men. Although he is not the largest under his own hands, he is also an important person who has mastered the actual army. However, seeing that he came out to reply, Shi Xie still felt a little weird, so he asked, "Ah Kang, where is the captain of your family?" Why didn't you see him? ”

"The captain is no longer in the army. At the moment, I am in charge of the left. Shi Kang replied cowardly, with a bit of sadness on his gray face.

"Really? Ah Feng is dead? Shi Xie was slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but feel a little sentimental. The structure of the private soldiers of the Shijia Army is very simple, and it is roughly divided into four levels: biao, battalion, sentry, and team, each with ten advances. Shi Kang is the captain of the battalion, commanding thousands of troops, and his boss Shi Feng is Captain Biao, who has the right to command more than 1,000 troops, which can be regarded as a high authority. Because they are private soldiers, the generals and soldiers in the army are all slaves of the Shi's own clansmen. Shi Xie allowed the slave to be promoted to the rank of battalion captain by his own efforts, but he never allowed those who were born as servants to have the position of those who were born as servants. "The soldiers of our family must be in the hands of our own people." These are the public words of Shi Xie. In fact, all those at the level of Biao Lieutenant without exception are close factions of Shixie's own clan, and they will never be out of five suits. And now, Shi Feng, who died in the chaos, is the eldest son of Shi Xie's brother and his own nephew. Seeing that such a close blood relationship was broken in his own hands, it is no wonder that this Shixie is sad.

"It's a shame." Shi Xie forced himself to hold back his crying, and a few lines of tears slipped down his face. He didn't want others to see his slightly weak appearance, so he turned his head away at the first time, wiped it gently, and asked in the words that suddenly became waiting for a thick nasal voice, "How is the soldier's injury?" ”

"I don't know much about the situation elsewhere, except that of the 5,000 men of the Left Wing Army to which I belong, only a mere 2,000 remained. Of the four battalion captains, I am now the only one left, and the commander is quite insufficient. Of the 2,000 intact men, only 700 were able to fight the enemy. Because when many soldiers fled, they left their armor and weapons in their hands in order to reduce the burden. It can be said that they are still there except for people, but the others have lost one of them. Shikang honestly reported to Shixie. As a talent cultivated by Shi Xie since childhood, he is loyal to Shi Xie, but also abides by his duty as a slave. Because he knew that only in this way could he live well in the Shi family, a family that didn't know how deep the water was.

"Is that so?" Shi Xie muttered, looking up as if looking around, trying to see the truth of the facts. But the darkness of the night greatly limited his vision, and he could not see the truth clearly, and could only estimate what was going on at the moment from the groans he couldn't stop hearing in his ears. "It's a lot of losses." Shi Xie estimated it, and thought that the actual situation of the troops in his hands might not be much better than what Shi Kang said. After all, the place where Shikang was located was still the flank, not the front where it was directly impacted by those routs. "Even the flanks, let alone the front? I think that there should be less than 6,000 soldiers left at the moment, and only about 3,000 can fight. Alas...... It's miserable. Shi Xie sighed, regretted, and secretly glanced at the terrain in all directions, and found that this place was the so-called narrow place, the most conducive place for local ambushes, and he couldn't help but be shocked. If I let the enemy ambush me here, I was afraid that ......" would rise uneasily, and he didn't dare to think about it any longer, so he had to shout vigorously: "Hurry, hurry!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, Shi Xie suddenly heard a loud noise behind him, and saw a torch several miles long rising from the mountains and forests. Then there was the sound of the bowstring crumbling, and countless long arrows wrapped in scorching flames flew towards him like meteors that pierced the sky.

"Enemy ...... Enemy attack! "The sudden change of events has caused the army, which had just been a little calmer, to be disordered again. The people of the Shixie Army were like boiling porridge, boiling so much that they didn't know what to do. They can't fight, because there are so few men with weapons in their hands, and their morale is low, and if you urge them to use their fists against the enemy's arrows, they will never do it. Of course, they could not flee in all directions, for it was a long and narrow mountain road, and on both sides of the slope were the ambushes of the enemy, and the long grass that had already been lit not only blinded their eyes with the scorching light of the fire, so that they could not see the enemy's location clearly, but also used the blazing heat to prevent them from making the slightest deviation. They can only move forward, keep moving forward, towards the path that the enemy has long chosen for them.