The Sichuan army also sounded the horn, the military flag was unfurled, and the general and deputy general ordered all units to rest on the spot.

Zhou Dunji sat on the ground with his buttocks, and the iron armor on his body made a loud noise.

His personal soldier hurriedly came over and offered the water bladder, this personal soldier himself was also dry, and after handing the water bladder to Zhou Dunji, he quickly drank it.

All the armor soldiers sat down in place, many of them gasped while drinking water, the fierce battle just now was not very long, but the intensity was also unprecedented for the Sichuan army...... The Sichuan army, which is dominated by Shizhu soldiers, is mainly active in the south, they have participated in many battles to conquer Shengmiao, and they are also the main force of the conquest army when the Tusi of the southwest Yi mutiny, and the Tusi in the Yunnan-Guizhou area may have tens of thousands or even 100,000 troops, but the combat effectiveness of the real fight is far less than that of the Dongyu in front of them, and the difference between the two is very far.

Nearly 7,000 people on the battlefield sat in small formations, a small number of auxiliaries began to shuttle back and forth on the battlefield, cutting off the heads of the dead Donglu, hanging them together and sending them to the rear, some of the wounded Donglu were not dead, and many Donglu screamed and cried when they saw the beginning of cutting their heads, and more were scolding in the mouth, but they used Jurchen or Mongolian, and the Sichuan army couldn't understand it.

Zhou Dunji rested for a quarter of an hour, and then he had strength again, he stood up, and the rest of the armor soldiers were still sitting, many people's lips were very dry, and they were relieved after drinking water, each armor soldier breathed heavily, and there were water traces on the ground, which were formed by the sweat flowing down the people's bodies, and everyone's physical consumption was too great. Zhou Dunji's own underwear and robes were also soaked. More sweat was pouring out of the iron helmet just now. His hair is still shiny. A lot of sweat was still running down the ends of my hair.

A strong Jurchen man was injured in the leg, half lying on the ground and still screaming, because this person was wearing a big hat inlaid with Dongzhu and a luxurious robe, and the soldiers of the Sichuan army did not cut off his head, but this person did not beg for mercy, but kept scolding and scolding.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter who you are. Send you back to the West. ”

Zhou Dunji strode in front of the man, stretched out his hands, and grabbed the man's neck, the man was taken aback, his mouth was still scolding, and his face showed a look of panic, and then his eyes bulged, Zhou Dunji's hand was strong, and the man's neck turned, "click". The whole head was twisted by Zhou Dunji.

"Cut off his head, and we'll find out who it is when we win!"

"Yes. Checkmate. ”

A pro-soldier obeyed the order to cut the head, everyone was full of desire for victory, when the Sichuan army just clashed, the Sichuan army only went all out, the Chinese army and the two wings did not encounter too fierce battles, even if the number of Jurchens doubled, it was just so, and even if there were 10,000 armor soldiers, the Sichuan army was confident to resist!

There are still 3,000 Zhejiang soldiers behind him, the elite is not under the Sichuan army, and there are tens of thousands of troops led by several general soldiers in Liaozhen, and the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses of the northern army also have nearly half of the veterans, and there are many armors, don't want them to fight hard, as long as they come up and cooperate with the Sichuan army, push to the city of Shenyang, and take away the eastern captives is very easy.

Thinking of this, Zhou Dunji burst out laughing, and his laughter was extremely cheerful.

Under his infection, the armor soldiers who were resting and drinking water around also laughed loudly, although there may be painful scars on their bodies, although there are the corpses of their comrades in front of them, there are broken flags and dead horses and discarded weapons everywhere, the smell of blood and the smell of horses and human sweat are mixed together, being in such a place is actually like being in hell, but victory is in sight, after this battle may be transferred back to their hometowns, carrying the enemy's head, hiding the bounty silver in their waists, and returning home with the victory of the battle, what a glorious glory it is, for the Tusi soldiers, This is the highest reward the world can give them.

……

"Ask again, go again!"

"Yes, sir!"

He Qingyun agreed, and rode his horse to the Chinese army, Han Xu rode on the horse, his eyes were in the distance, and his face was as pale as iron.

After returning from the sentinel cavalry and reporting that Shenyang had been lost and that the Sichuan army had been fighting with Donglu on the south bank of the Hunhe River, Han Xu repeatedly asked a few general soldiers to send troops immediately, at least send a few generals to lead the Jiading cavalry as the forward, and even only send him Han Xu and his subordinates to go, originally Han Xu had been fighting with conservative strength, Xu Tu's plan to raise again, but in any case, when the southern army and the Donglu were desperate, he shrank in the rear, and Han Xu felt that he couldn't pass this level in his heart.

The eldest husband has something to do, he must do something, of course he chooses to save his life as the first when necessary, but if he doesn't try it, if he doesn't help those brotherly Sichuan troops, he just shrinks in the rear, Han Xu is afraid that he will not dare to face the Jurchens with a dignified and upright formation in the future.

Liaozhen is like this, at the beginning also dared to take the initiative to pursue the Eight Banners, and then fought once and lost once, the heart was broken, the soldiers did not dare to fight, every battle, the large array was unstable first, the enemy cavalry arrived, the Ming army was collapsed, this was the case during the Songjin War, obviously the strength was superior, but the generals had no fighting spirit, the first to run, the soldiers were in chaos, the enemy's cavalry was just a constant pursuit, and dozens of miles along the way were hacked corpses, which was the evil result of psychological collapse.

"The Southern Army won first."

A Tang horse rushed back from the front, the Northern Army spread out in the area of Baitapu to Shenyang, the nearest place was less than ten miles away from the station of Donglu and the Hunhe battlefield, such a little distance, the fast horse galloped in an instant, Li Bingcheng and others also sent a number of sentinels, on both sides of the bank and Shenyang to carry out sentinel exploration, any little movement was reported back by the Tang horses in a steady stream, Li Bingcheng and Zhu Wanliang, Jiang Bi three people gathered in one place, did not disperse the command of the soldiers and horses, but nervously concerned about the movement ahead.

The southern army won first, and the news came back, and the northern army was a sensation here.

Han Xu was also excited in his heart, he stopped a pond horse and asked for details, after knowing that the Sichuan army had withstood the assault of the heavy cavalry of the northern captives, Han Xu punched and couldn't help laughing out loud.

I just can't wait to meet the enemy with heroes like Zhou Dunji and Wu Wenjie!

"General Li and Zhu have orders, and Han Xu, the superintendent, leads a thousand soldiers and horses to explore."

At the end of the afternoon, a cavalry finally brought the latest military order, Zhu Wanliang sent a thousand soldiers and horses, all infantry, Li Bingcheng informed Bao Chengxian again, sent Han Xu to lead the cavalry of the headquarters, and the thousand infantry to act together, to the direction of Shenyang for the forward, the army also set off, separated from the forward for several miles, and set off in the direction of Shenyang.

"These dirty guys." Yang Guoyong said: "They are afraid that they will suffer losses if they lose the battle, and they are afraid that the southern army will really defeat the Dongyu and get full merit. ”

Ren Shangwu said angrily on the side: "The husband can do things with his own heart, he doesn't have to care about others, he can follow the adults to fight with the East Prisoner as the striker, and he will not complain even if he dies." ”

He Qinglei and the others all nodded on the side, they were all wearing iron armor at this time, and each of them was full of fighting spirit.

Han Xu spent a lot of time and energy teaching these subordinates to read and write, and instilling his own ideas and concepts in them, he felt relieved in his heart, at least at this time, these subordinates did not disappoint him. (To be continued......)