Feng Ang was dumbfounded, he had never seen this kind of fire attack before, the enemy army formation that was still fierce just now was drowned in a sea of fire in a blink of an eye, in that sea of fire, countless rebel soldiers were rolling, wailing, struggling, and the living were instantly burned into a pile of charcoal, which was unbearable to see, and thousands of barbarians who were on fire were frantically pushing away a qiē object in front of him, and ran backwards regardless of a qiē.

Wang Huaqiang glanced at Feng An, who was in a daze, and said lightly: "General Feng, now please ask your troops to charge the enemy army on the opposite side, and shout for the enemy army to surrender while rushing, these prisoners are all yours!" Feng Ang suddenly relieved himself, turned his horse's head, turned to the right and ran, shouting as he ran, and soon, dozens of heralds around him rode their horses one after another, passing the orders from Wang Huaqiangtong's mouth to the two wings.

Wang Huaqiang said to the herald behind him: "The bows and arrows in front are not allowed to stop, and all the lancers are transferred to military horses, and they will go around the right side of the formation to pursue the enemy, and they must completely defeat the enemy's Chinese army!"

This time the two armies merged, Feng Ang brought a lot of pack horses, Wang Huaqiang put all these pack horses on the saddle before today's battle, and converted them into a copycat version of the war horses, which can be used to directly pursue the enemy, but for the sake of safety, just now when the enemy soldiers pressed over, the lancers still lined up in an infantry battle line to meet the enemy, and more than 2,000 pack horses were placed behind the formation, and now Wang Huaqiang saw that the overall situation ahead had been decided, so he was relieved to give this order.

The crossbowmen continued to fire their arrows, many of which passed through the fire, and the feathers behind their buttocks caught fire, like the Drill Monkeys of later generations. The shot caused the dense crowd in the fire to fall in pieces. And the rain of arrows flying all over the sky. Relying on the effect of the wind, it was even more pouring death on the central troops of the barbarian army, which had collapsed.

Wang Zhongxuan was completely dumbfounded at this time, the whole person was stunned in place, completely ignoring the soldiers who fled backwards from his side, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, as if his soul had been sucked away. And Ren Gui, who was beside him, vomited a mouthful of blood just now and fell directly off the horse. This time, with the support of a few pro-soldiers, he finally climbed back on the horse.

Ren Gui said to Wang Zhongxuan weakly: "Commander, hurry, withdraw quickly, the defeat is like a mountain, this battle is lost, retreat first, clean up the remnants, and then think of another way!" After he finished speaking, he lay on the horse's back weakly, and didn't care about Wang Zhongxuan. With his dozen or so guards, he was swept up in the tide of thousands of defeated soldiers. Running backwards without looking back.

It took Wang Zhongxuan a long time before he reacted, and several rebel guards who were still with him had been crying and kneeling in front of his horse and begging for a long time, all of them persuading him not to be rash and to stay useful first.

Wang Zhongxuan's eyes were blank, and he looked around the entire battlefield, at least 30,000 people in his Chinese army have now been engulfed by the raging flames, and the remaining less than 10,000 people have not waited for his own orders, all of them have scrambled to collapse, and there are only one or two thousand wounded and slow soldiers in front of them, who are trying to run or crawl forward, but the speed of escape is far from keeping up with the fire, and at this moment, more than 100 people were swept into the sea of fire.

The battlefield was filled with the smell of roasting human flesh, and what was even more terrifying than this was that the feelings of terror and defeat had spread throughout the battlefield, and the armies of those servant tribes on the left and right flanks had already lowered their swords and spears in unison and knelt on the ground in front of Feng Ansuo's troops, who were marching towards their side, as a sign of surrender.

The army of 100,000, in less than half an hour, burned 30,000 to death in a fire, and surrendered more than 60,000.

Wang Zhongxuan's sky-high ambitions, all the heroic spirit of the dry clouds, the sweet dream of separating Lingnan and splitting the earth and claiming to be the king were suddenly burned without a trace by this fire, and he muttered: "Providence, providence, God does not allow me to be independent, it is not a crime of war!" At once, he drew the saber from his waist and was about to wipe it off his neck.

A soldier who was closest to him jumped up from the ground at once, pounced fiercely, and directly threw Wang Zhongxuan off the horse, this fall made Wang Zhongxuan's eyes burst into gold stars, and his nosebleed was also long, and others seemed to wake up all of a sudden, grabbed the knife that fell on the ground, and shouted loudly: "You kid can't do it!"

The pro-soldier said with a crying voice in his voice: "Qu Shuai, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, we are defeated here, turn around and pack up the remnants of the soldiers, go back to the big village to deal with the Sui people, there will be no chance in the future, if you die here, it will be all over, without your host, it is impossible to fight guerrillas." ”

When Wang Zhongxuan heard this, he suddenly felt that he had strength in his body: Yes, Lao Tzu has not lost thoroughly, it is a big deal to take the remnants of the soldiers across the ocean and go to Yazhou (now Hainan Island), where the lord Liu Sanyuan and Lao Tzu are friends of eight worships, and they will not be killed in a difficult way, don't the Han people say, stay in the green mountains, and are not afraid of no firewood!

Thinking of this, Wang Zhongxuan became full of confidence again, he jumped on the horse, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, today is just a small defeat, the coming day is long, I will go back to the camp first, and then pack up the troops and return to the South China Sea." ”

Wang Zhongxuan took his more than 20 personal soldiers and ran all the way back to the camp, it was very strange that the camp that was supposed to be overcrowded was deserted at this time, and there was not even a guard on duty at the gate of the camp, Wang Zhongxuan scolded in his heart: "His grandmother's, Li Guangshi and Gao Qianli, the two Wang Eight Lambs, must have also escaped with Ren Gui, the runaway military division." ”

Just as Wang Zhongxuan turned his horse's head and wanted to turn around and head west, a dense drum suddenly sounded in the stockade, and his face suddenly turned pale, because this was not the bangzi and copper drum commonly used by his own slang tribe, but the double-sided cowhide war drum used by the authentic Sui army!

Hundreds of iron horsemen were killed at once, all of them were high-headed war horses, and their own short-legged pack horses were like a donkey in front of others, headed by a person, draped all over his body, fine armor and sun, black-faced and bearded, it was the head of the Sui Military Inspection School in Guangzhou that he had seen in the city every day in the past few months, and the general Murong Sanzang.

By Murong Sanzang's side, there were two horses that were too short to die, and among the tall horses, they were like bantam horses with chickens and cranes, and the ones sitting on them were Gao Qianli and Li Guangshi.

Wang Zhongxuan understood at once that it must be these two who killed a thousand knives, and when their front army was defeated, they directly surrendered the Sui army in Panyu City, so there was no movement here, and it became the camp of the Sui army, and the defeated troops who fled back from their own side must have been taken directly after fleeing into the camp.

Just listening to Murong Sanzang's majestic voice was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which shocked Wang Zhongxuan's ears numb: "Thief leader Wang Zhongxuan, you have been surrounded by us, and you are cornered, if you don't get off the horse quickly and tie your hands and arrest it, if you are half a moment late, you will be punished with broken bones, and there will be no bones left!"

Li Guangshi also shouted: "Wang Zhongxuan, you are already at the end of your rope, you are surrounded by General Murong everywhere, you can't escape, for the sake of the brothers around you, laying down your weapons is your only way to survive!"

As soon as Wang Zhongxuan saw Li Guangshi, he was furious in his heart, and spat fiercely: "Li Guangshi, you capricious villain who betrays his friends and seeks glory, even if Lao Tzu is a ghost, he will not let you go!"

At the same time, the guards behind Wang Zhongxuan all rolled their saddles and dismounted, threw their weapons, and fell to the ground begging for mercy.

Li Guangshi laughed proudly: "Wang Zhongxuan, you don't know, in fact, last time Li Ye had already set things right, it was General Wang, the head of the crusading army, who gave Li Ye a secret mission, asking Li Ye to come to your army to persuade other lords who were coerced and deceived by you to abandon the darkness and turn to the light." If you gather a crowd to rebel and kill the generals of the imperial court, you will die innocently, and our other slang tribes in Lingnan will not be able to follow you to perdition. ”

Gao Qianli also said in a deep voice: "Wang Zhongxuan, I have always respected you as a man, the matter has come to this point, there is no point in resisting, for the sake of your people, surrender, maybe you can change everyone's life." (To be continued......)

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