Winning the handsome? Wait!

The father-in-law's banner was retreating, the Chinese army was showing signs of chaos, the Wei people were shocked, and the arrival of Pang Juan quickly tilted the balance of war in favor of the Wei army.

Behind them is the most elite 'light battalion', all of them are warriors on horseback, dressed in light clothes, swordsmanship is one in a hundred, they can use their powerful legs to clamp the horse's belly, hold the reins of the horse in one hand, hold the sword in the other, with the help of the momentum of the horse running, break the shield and urge the formation, invincible; On the night of the handsomeness, the monarch's father returned this light sharp battalion to his hands again, patted his shoulder and said: "Yingquliang, forget your son's identity, since the battle to win the commandery, you are the warriors of the Qin State, and these light sharp soldiers who died generously are the same!" Remember my father's words, even if the army collapses and my father-in-law dies in battle, you must not return to the Chinese army and take the commander! What my father-in-law wants is my uncle's acne, he is the nominal commander of the Wei army, and if the commander is taken away, even Pang Juan will not be able to save the army's heart, and our army will not be defeated! Remember, your father-in-law's injury or death has nothing to do with you, you only win the handsome! ”

Ying Quliang's breathing became more and more steady, his right hand pressed his knee, and his fingers flicked gently rhythmically, if Bai Dong saw it, he would definitely think that he was a piano genius, his method of releasing tension was very special, and whenever he was nervous, he would behave like this.

Seeing that the army had shown signs of complete defeat, even the most elite soldiers of the light sharp battalion began to lose their breath, and Bai Chong, who had just been 'promoted' to the deputy battalion commander of the light sharp battalion, had already walked around in front of him a few times, and finally couldn't help asking: "Uncle, are you still not attacking?" ”

The light sharp battalion is hidden in the jujube forest only one mile away from the main battlefield, each sharp soldier is equipped with the best Yiqu fast horse, as long as Yingqu Liang gives an order, he can rush to the vicinity of the Chinese army of Gong Shuxuan in an instant, Pang Juan's elite is fighting with the right army at the moment, and should be unable to come to the rescue, so that he can calmly cover the retreat of the Chinese army, as long as the Chinese army does not lose, the old Qin State will not lose.

Bai Chong can be regarded as a person who can be forbearing, just looking at his methods for Bai Dong, he knows the way, but at this moment, this Yang Mou is also a little impatient, his eyelids are beating violently, his face is flushed and purple, today's sun is actually not hot, the weather is very cool, but he is sweating profusely, and drops along his chin fall on the back of Yingquliang's hand.

"Uncle Gong's Chinese army has not moved, how to win the commander at this time?"

"Ke Junshang"

Bai Chong stomped his foot hard, the Qin army was already on the verge of collapse, the right army suffered heavy losses under Pang Juan's attack, and it couldn't last long, the left army saw the monarch's banner retreating, and the army was also in turmoil, and now at most it played a role in slightly containing the Wei army, Uncle Gong, an old nobleman, cherished his life and loved his life, and was more cautious than the old vole, expecting him to send the Chinese army to pursue? Isn't my uncle too naïve?

"Father Jun said that even if the stars fall and the Chinese army is defeated, as long as the opportunity is not reached, the Qingrui battalion is not allowed to attack rashly, and the time has not yet come."

Yingqu Liang looked at the battlefield expressionlessly, the left army was already completely chaotic, with countless casualties under the cover of the Wei people, but it still attracted nearly half of the Wei army, although the Chinese army was slowly retreating, the formation could barely remain neat. Jing Jian's intelligence said that the internal political disputes in Wei have been fierce recently, and the aristocratic group led by Uncle Gong is already crumbling, and he needs a greater victory to stabilize his position in Wei, and he will gamble! You can't go wrong!

Yingquliang also has to gamble, among the three sons of the Qin State, he is the one with the heaviest gambling.

Pang Juan is really remarkable, with 20,000 elite soldiers in his hands, he poked a big hole in the right formation of the Qin State, and the right army immediately collapsed, the chariot overturned, the formation was chaotic, the army formation was in chaos, and no matter how many soldiers there were, it was just fish and meat. Ying Quliang's eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly, grabbed the reins of his beloved horse 'Black Wind', and lowered his voice and said, "Prepare for war!" ”

Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle!

One by one, the muffled voices passed through the river like a relay, and the warriors lightly jumped on their horses, drew their swords, and looked in the direction of the battlefield, their eyes shooting a fierce light that only a wounded beast can have; Now that the king and hundreds of thousands of robes have turned into bait, they have to be good anglers.

Uncle acne, this big fish, just obediently come to the meal table of Qin State! The diners of the Qin Kingdom have already set up their chopping boards.

The black wind jumped out suddenly, like a sharp arrow, Yingquliang's ears were suddenly filled with the sound of the wind, the battlefield shrank rapidly in his eyes, his eyes swept over the soldiers on both sides of the war, the broken chariot, and finally locked on the chariot decorated with gold and jewels, and the old guy in silver armor on the chariot was not Uncle Acne?

The old nobleman finally couldn't take it anymore, and he wanted to pursue a greater victory. Pang Juan's people are chasing the Qin army, of course he refuses to lag behind, his father-in-law should be a big fish in his eyes, right?

Defeat the 170,000 Qin army with 70,000 people, anyone will relax their vigilance in the face of such a brilliant victory, Uncle Gong is not a saint; What's more, even Sage Kong may not be able to make mistakes, he will have two sets of standards for himself and others, and he will be asked by his disciples and be unable to answer, not to mention an old nobleman who has been in the political arena for decades? The 20,000 Chinese troops of the Wei army have been sent by him to hunt down the Qin army, and there are only 500 Wei Wu elite guards left.

"Enemy attack! Return to the army commander! ”

It was too late for Uncle Gong's personal guard to find out that something was wrong, and the commander of the Wei army danced wildly, but unfortunately none of the Wei soldiers who were chasing and killing turned back. Everyone has to be a warrior of the country, and everyone is scrambling to kill the Qin people, if they can cut off the head of Ying Lian, how much credit is this? The guys in the Si Wound Battalion have been left behind, and they have no time to save any enemy nobles!

When I turned around, I found that the Ming Jin Drum was two hundred meters away from the guards, and the guard officer wanted to cry without tears, and the army was killed, and the commander's personal guards would naturally not be rare with this thing, who would think of picking it up and waiting for Ming Jin to collect the troops? The herald in charge of drumming actually followed the brigade to chase and kill! This is the elite soldiers of the Great Wei? It's all a bunch of bastards who blush at the sight of loot!

"Array! Fight to the death! Guardian! ”

The chief of the guard hoarsely voiced his voice and issued orders like a madman, seeing the Qin army's iron cavalry pressed down like a black cloud, only despair remained in his eyes. According to the military order of the Wei State, if the commander is wrong, they will all be beheaded!

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of repeated collisions sounded, and the first batch of Qin Junrui rode in, and in the face of Wei Wushu, who was holding the shield, they crashed straight into it. The huge impact brought by hundreds of war horses forcibly broke through the solid shield, and the Qin army was picked up high by Chang Ge and cut off his neck, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, and he could still pierce the opponent's chest with a cruel smile.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the door of Uncle Acne's guard was wide open, and Yingquliang could already see a few white freckles on the old guy's nose.

"Medium!"

A few swords slashed over the two Wei Wushu who rushed over, Yingquliang took off the lasso, slashed it into a big circle in the air, and threw it at the old uncle.

"Win the handsome! The commander of the Wei army has been taken! The old Qin people will win! ”

Thousands of Qin Junrui rode after seeing their uncle being dragged by Yingquliang like a big stupid bear, and immediately let out an earth-shattering shout

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