A howling north wind swept across the battlefield, blowing a heavy mist of blood. In the blood mist www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion, one after another Jin soldiers fell, and they were swept and devoured by the five giant dragons behind them......

The dragon is not a real dragon, but a Han army! A Han army that is more ferocious than a real dragon!

The phalanx of the Han army no longer existed, and they scattered into five teams, killing the retreating Jin army from different directions, sending their lives to hell one by one.

The generals of the Jin army howled like madness, trying to stabilize the army, but they were soon swallowed up by the crowd, and many of them fell to the ground and were trampled into pulp.

The rout of the Jin army cannot be stopped! The great victory of the Han army is inevitable!

Xuanyuan Chen stood on a high ground, looking down at the entire battlefield, there was a wind blowing, he swept his long hair vigorously, revealing his sharp eyes, like a pair of sharp arrows that could pierce the sky.

He doesn't need to continue to fight, he just needs to stand here and let the soldiers of the Han army know his existence, which means indelible morale and irreversible victory.

At this moment, he was like a god, a god who held the whole heaven and earth in his hands.

The soldiers of the Han army all thought so, and the Jin army, as the enemy, could not deny it, otherwise how could such a miraculous battle be completed.

However, everyone only saw Xuanyuan Chen's confidence and calmness, but they couldn't find the nervousness in his heart before, so nervous that he didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that he couldn't help but make a trill.

As Xuanyuan Chen said before the battle, he was gambling, a big gamble that would be put to his death!

Hundreds of cavalry fled from the south gate, followed by a night attack on the Jin army's camp, all in order to attract the Jin army to attack the city, so that the Jin army could attack Beiliang City in one go.

Batu really did it, and Xuanyuan Chen won the bet.

Deliberately abandoning the defense on the city wall, so that the Jin army thought that it had broken through the north gate and demolished the houses in the north of the city, in order to create conditions for the total annihilation of the Jin army, but at the same time, it also gave the Jin army cavalry room to play, so the infantry phalanx of the Han army must resist the impact of the Jin army.

The Han army did it, and before all the 50,000 horses of the Jin army entered the city, the phalanx was not breached, and Xuanyuan Chen won the bet again.

In the battle north of the city, the Jin army used the tactic of outflanking on both flanks, only to be frightened back by two deep pits full of spikes, and if they filled the pit with their lives at any cost, the Han army's phalanx would have been difficult to hold.

However, the generals of the Jin army were not decisive enough, and the soldiers did not have such courage, so Xuanyuan Chen won the bet again.

A full 50,000 Jin army, if some of them tried to attack the remaining three virtual gates of Beiliang City, they could easily attack the city to flank the Han army formation in the north of the city.

Batu did not give the order to divide the troops to attack the city, and the Jin army was unwilling to attack the strong city walls, thus giving up the opportunity to enter the city and plunder, so Xuanyuan Chen continued to gamble and win.

Maybe it's a fluke, maybe it's the favor of God, Xuanyuan Chen won all the bets, but winning is winning, Xuanyuan Chen won, Han Jun won!

The war is in full swing, and the sound of killing is shaking the sky.

Xuanyuan Chen saw the soldiers of the Han army holding swords and killing the Jin army in groups like mowing grass.

He saw Shangguan Liuyun dancing with a war knife in his hand, leading a Han army into the battlefield from the side, invincible along the way, leaving behind the corpses of the Jin army in one place.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Chen's eyes lit up, and in his field of vision, a familiar figure came into view, and there was a faint look of excitement on his face, which had been indifferent.

The figure was covered in blood, pulled out one of the spears of the Jin army from under his shoulder socket, shot it at the enemy in front of him with his backhand, and then raised his sword and slashed, shouting and fighting, and there was no enemy under his men.

The figure turned out to be Wan Xiaodao, the Han soldier who blocked the impact of the Jin cavalry and was the first to fight back, Xuanyuan Chen thought that he had died under the Jin saber, but he didn't expect him to be alive.

A smile overflowed at the corner of Xuanyuan Chen's mouth, and he murmured secretly: "It's good to be alive......"

Tonight, too many people died, they died on the battlefield, but they also died in Xuanyuan Chen's gamble.

The hundreds of cavalry who fled from the south gate, they faced the pursuit of Azige, I am afraid it will be difficult to get out, and attacked the Jin army camp at night, and the Han army paid more than 1,000 casualties, and those cavalry whose life and death were uncertain, in order to lure the enemy deeper.

The Han army array, the soldiers who stuck to the front row, in order to be able to hold out until all the Jin troops entered the city, they could only use their lives to block, until rows fell and rows died in battle.

This is the price of luring the enemy, the price of victory, and Xuanyuan Chen gambled with their lives.

Ci is not in charge of the army, and the bones will be withered, Xuanyuan Chen does not understand these truths, but understanding does not mean that he is cold-blooded and ruthless, it means that he will not feel guilty and blame himself.

Therefore, when he saw that Wan Xiaodao, who should have been sent to the grave by him, was still alive, his soul seemed to have received a trace of redemption, and his heart couldn't help but feel relieved.

Wan Xiaodao is still alive, and his luck may be able to make him live a long life, but the Jin army in the north of the city does not have such luck.

In just half a pillar of incense, more than 10,000 Jin troops died under the trampling of each other and the pursuit of the Han army, but the desperate situation also stimulated the Jin army's survival instinct to the greatest extent.

Outside Beiliang City, Batu looked up and saw the fire in the city, and the smoke was billowing out, covering the sky and the sun, thinking that the Jin army was killing people and setting fire in the city, but the fire had only appeared in the north of the city, which made him have a bad premonition in his heart.

As if to confirm his premonition, a few golden soldiers running back appeared in front of Batu, and when the golden soldiers passed by him, they ignored his existence as a commander and headed towards the north in a panic.

Batu's heart suddenly turned cold, and he stopped a golden soldier and asked, "What's the matter?" What's going on in town? ”

Jin Bing trembled his lips, and said without blood on his face: "Defeated, defeated, the Han army will demonize, they set fire, there is fire everywhere, they want to burn us to death......" After speaking, Jin Bing pushed Batu and fled.

Batu couldn't care about Jin Bing's rudeness, his whole body trembled violently, he didn't understand why he was defeated, and he was so completely defeated and so out of control.

When more and more routs appeared, Batu's mood was agitated, and a mouthful of blood of "wow" had spurted out. His body was shaky, looking at the smoke from afar, his heart was cold, and he only felt that the dust was a dream for a while, and it turned into ashes in an instant!

The sky is silent, and the wolf smoke is billowing out.

The Jin army was on the run, fleeing for their lives, their clothes and armor were loose, their weapons were gone, and the indispensability of the soldiers when they were in the city was gone, leaving only a deep sense of fear.

There are probably less than 20,000 Jin troops who escaped from Beiliang City, compared to the Han army in the city, the strength of the Jin army is still several times higher, but the morale is gone, how to fight again?

From the mouths of some reasonably rational routs, Batu finally understood the process of defeat.

Desperate calculations, deceitful tactics!

In addition to sighing, Batu only had a strong sense of frustration, he was completely defeated, and he had nothing to say about his defeat.

From the beginning of the rout of the Jin army, the battle lasted for more than an hour, 30,000 Jin troops were annihilated, at this time there were only more than 3,000 Jin troops left outside the city, these 3,000 people did not flee to the north like the rout of other Jin troops, but gathered around Batu, all with red eyes and extremely sad and indignant expressions.

They are all the elite of the tribe of Borjueluo, the lord of the Dajin Kingdom, and they may admit defeat, but they do not accept to flee.

Rather than flee in shame, it is better to die in battle with honor!

There is no shortage of warriors on the grassland, and the elite of the native clan of the lord of Dajin Bor Jueluo is synonymous with warriors.

Batu looked at these people around him, his painful heart gradually regained his calm, and said slowly: "Today's defeat, the responsibility lies with me, I have no shame to see the lord of the country again, I only want to die in Beiliang City to atone for my sins!" After speaking, he solemnly bent over and bowed.

Except for the lord of the Dajin country, Borjueluo, and his own parents, Batu has never bent his upright back to others, how dare the three thousand gold army bear it, and he can only repay him with death, and said in unison: "We are all willing to die in battle!"

Mourning soldiers fight to the death, and slaughter is pervasive!

Batu nodded resolutely with a resolute look in his eyes, raised one hand, and pulled out the saber at his waist.

The night was parting, a little light was rising in the east, dawn was approaching, and birdsong was already being heard in the sky, as if the final battle horn had been sounded.

In Beiliang City, the Han army completed the elimination of the remnants of the Jin army, and the faces of every Han army soldier showed excitement, this is a battle destined to be recorded in history, and they are destined to be recited through the ages.

However, on the wall of the north gate, Xuanyuan Chen was clenched with his fists, looking at the three thousand Jin troops gathered outside the city, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were uncertain!

He did not expect that there were still Jin troops left outside the city, and the number was as high as three thousand.

These three thousand gold troops must be eliminated, or driven away, otherwise Xuanyuan Chen will not be able to carry out the next plan, or the battle he carefully planned will become meaningless.

The goal of the battle is not to defeat the Jin army, but to completely annihilate the Jin army, at least to drive the Jin army away, and it will not be able to pose a threat to Beiliang City in a short time.

Because only in this way can Xuanyuan Chen retreat calmly and lead the entire city to retreat.

That's right, it's just retreating, and Beiliang City can't hold it! Xuanyuan Chen's big gamble is to retreat!

It is not difficult for the army to withdraw, but the difficult thing is that more than 100,000 people in Beiliang City are withdrawn, if they stay in Beiliang City and wait until the Jin army arrives, they are destined to suffer bloody revenge.

Xuanyuan Chen couldn't bear it, not to sell his fame, but because his conscience did not allow him to abandon the people.

In order to find a way out for the people of Beiliang City, and in order to make himself feel at ease, he still has to fight, even if the Han army in the city has little strength left, there are only 3,000 people who can stand up.

Xuanyuan Chen turned around, looked at the sky, took a deep breath, and then let out an angry roar: "The whole army is assembled!"

When the Han soldiers in the city heard this familiar roar, they all raised their heads and focused their eyes on Xuanyuan Chen's body.

The eyes are full of worship and convincing!

Shangguan Liuyun and several other Han army generals knew the plan to retreat, and also knew that there were Jin troops outside the city who had not fled.

The ordinary soldiers of the Han army were a little puzzled, but out of absolute trust in Xuanyuan Chen, they all shouted in unison: "Please order the troops!"

The sound is like a dragon's roar, and the momentum is like a mountain!