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The middle pastor will resist.

Before the city was broken, he was anxious, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep, but now that the enemy has blown up the city and killed him, he calmed down.

The morale of the army is lost, and the middle pastor cannot be defended. But if you want to go, you can't get out. Surrender, he will never be. Then the rest is a desperate fight.

Kill one to be enough, kill two, and earn one.

The guard had a hideous face and a long knife in his hand, and although he was old, he was clean and neat. More than two dozen people have already died under his knife. Of course, he also had a color on his body.

Blood poured out, and not far away, there were several screams.

There was no need to look at it, a familiar voice had already told him, and several more guards had been killed.

"General, the county guard really can't hold it, you better leave quickly!" His nearest guards blocked the attack for him and admonished him.

It's just that his advice didn't work at all, and the guards were already in a hurry to kill and were iron-hearted.

"Adults, go away...... Yes! A trembling crossbow arrow killed the man directly.

The heavily armored corpse fell to the ground with a thud, smashing up a cloud of dust.

The guard didn't have time to look at the corpses on the ground, and several more people around him were seriously injured and fell to the ground, and they couldn't survive when they saw it. His heart also tightened at this moment.

"Shoot the ......"

A crisp voice came, and the arrows in the sky obliterated the sword-wielding figure.

Zhu Wu followed.

"General, the east side has been cleared."

"General, our army has taken control of the situation in the city."

"General, the county guard has been occupied, and the major general is searching for remnants in the city."

Looking at the prospect, Zhu Wu showed a rare smile: "Good job." However, Zhu Shuai has an order not to disturb the people or violate military discipline. No wonder the old man doesn't talk about many years of affection. ”

After a pause, he said, "Give me the results!" ”

A moment later, the results came in: "Our army lost 270 killed, beheaded 1,950, and captured 3,500." ”

"Among the captives, those above the elder are beheaded, and those with blood stains on the knife are beheaded!" Zhu Wu commanded again: "Quickly pass this news to Zhu Shuai, and tell Zhu Shuai that we will welcome the army into the city!" ”

"No!" There is a messenger to answer. Several horses galloped out.

On the second day, Zhen'an was under the city. 100,000 Jin troops packed up their camps and prepared to retreat.

Chen An looked at it with a sneer. "Didn't the Jin army want to occupy Zhen'an? Let's let him take a look, the majesty of my northern Xinjiang son! His eyes swept over the generals seated, and at this moment, a heartfelt pride boiled in Chen An's head.

"The general is heroic!" The generals under the tent responded in unison.

Wu Boniu's excited face was bloodshot, and he felt his blood boiling all over his body.

The third day came quickly. Early in the morning, 50,000 defenders drove out of the city gates.

The sun is shining at this time. Standing on the high wall, you can see dozens of miles around.

In the camp of the Jin army, countless sergeants could be seen packing up their salutes and preparing to retreat backwards. The grain and grass have been loaded. Stacks of equipment lay out in the camp, waiting for the final fate of their burning.

The morale of the Jin army has fallen to the bottom line. The 400,000-strong army that came out was completely defeated. Everyone didn't even have the strength to curse Zhu Biao. All they wanted at the moment was to return as quickly as possible.

So, when countless red flags linger. When the layers of defenders poured out of the city gates, the faces of each of the Jin soldiers were full of chagrin and crying.

The defenders were full of morale one by one, and it was particularly terrifying. The phalanx of this list stepped neatly, and tens of thousands of people stepped forward, converging into a thunderous roar.

A large array like a torrent, while advancing forward, there was also a tsunami-like voice from the mountains: "Ten thousand victories in the northern frontier!" ”

You can see how high morale is.

Amid the cheers, the 50,000 foot armor moved slowly.

The chief general of the Jin army is surnamed Huang, Huang Bingwen. Standing on the watchtower of the big camp, looking into the distance, his face was gloomy, the momentum of the enemy army really surprised him, and the situation in front of him also made him feel really troubled.

"General, the rebel army is coming very fiercely!" Chang Yuan stood beside him, also looking into the distance, and said in his mouth. He was Zheng Guoxiong's enlistment in the army.

Huang Bingwen turned his head and glanced at him: "Master Chang has a clever plan to withdraw from the army?" ”

"I wish Biao a great victory in Zhongmu, and the city must already know it. Now they are delaying the retreat of our army, which can be described as a rainbow. Some, there is no certainty that he will withdraw from the army. ”

"Alas, there is no clever way to retreat, then there is only one war. It is a pity that although our army has 100,000 people, it has no fighting spirit and no fighting spirit, and whether it can resist 50,000 enemy troops is still between two possibilities. Huang Bingwen said with a gloomy face.

The door opens. The 80,000 Jin troops converged into a T-shaped formation.

The battlefield was silent, and Chen An ordered: "The whole army advances!" ”

"Forward!" In the shouting of the officers one after another, only the neat sound of "boom" was heard, and the pikemen, sword and shield soldiers, and crossbowmen all marched forward in formation!

The marching drums beat, and to the beat of the drums, the soldiers in the middle of the army began to move slowly.

"Forward!" There was a sound of neat footsteps.

When Huang Bingwen saw this, his heart was terrified, but he could only 'for a tooth' without showing weakness on his face: "Our army is advancing!" ”

With the same decision, the 80,000 Jin army stepped forward, this army obviously surpassed Chen Anjun's number of troops, but the morale was much lower than Chen Anjun's. Even the banners in the military formation seemed so weak.

Stepping forward to a certain distance, all of a sudden, the second army shouted almost at the same time: "Kill!" ”

For a while, the flags were unfurled, the sound of killing was everywhere, both were fighting fiercely, and the two rolling streams of people collided with each other. Someone keeps falling, and someone keeps filling in.

In ancient times, with a little more scale, after the battle began, the main general could not command everything. For example, the 30,000 Hedong cavalry who charged into battle in the battle of Zhongmu, as soon as it was opened, didn't Zhu Biao's battle array still be able to take care of everything?

The command phalanx was tightly advanced and retreated, and it was basically impossible.

"It is as fast as the wind, as slow as a forest, as plundering as fire, as immobile as a mountain, as difficult as a cloud, and as moving as thunder!"

The art of war is wonderful, but in reality it is difficult to do. Otherwise, these will not become synonymous with strong generals.

If Chen An's department says that it is the whole plain, or it is okay before the battle, but after the fight, it can never be done, and it can only be generally maintained in the battle formation!

For the commanders of the two armies, this was just a containment action, and Chen An had no intention of fighting to the death with the Jin army at all. He only needed to leave 100,000 Jin troops under Zhen'an City.

I looked at it for a moment. Chen An's eyes flashed, and his estimate seemed to be biased. The morale of the Jin army was too low, and they were defeated and retreated again and again as soon as they engaged. There are 30,000 more people, and I can't see any effect.

However, their own army also has obvious flaws, the mandarin duck array is too easy to disperse in the confrontation, and it is difficult for each small formation to reach a coordinated connection with each other, and it is often really dispersed as soon as it is scattered.

However, even so, it is still their own soldiers who have the upper hand.

The Mandarin Duck Formation is really strong, as long as it doesn't mess up. Two or three small formations attacked together, and none of the Jin troops could resist it. In the early stage, the Jin soldiers could still resist, or they could only wait to be assassinated again and again for a long time.

In just a moment, the corpses of the enemy and me were piled up in a staggered manner. Among them, the Jin soldiers definitely accounted for the majority.

"The morale of the Jin army is so low, the soldiers have no fighting spirit, and the army has no fighting spirit, so there is nothing to worry about!" Seeing that he had won the opponent, Chen An laughed. There was no need to consume any more soldiers, so he ordered: "Collect the troops!" ”

He believes. Huang Bingwen no longer dared to retreat. Just in this battle, his army firmly restrained the 100,000 Jin soldiers.

Seeing Chen An withdraw his troops, and almost at the same time, Huang Bingwen breathed a sigh of relief. Then he sighed again. Waving his hand, he said, "Collect the troops!" ”

When the Jin generals heard the sound of gold, they immediately shouted: "Retreat!" Fall back! "All of them are eager to step into the camp.

The two armies slowly retreated, leaving a corpse in the middle, and the two armies began to tacitly collect the corpses again. The defenders lost thousands of men. The Jin soldiers were at least more than 5,000 lost.

In the sixth year of Yuanwu, May 13.

On the eve of Zhu Biao's thirtieth birthday, it was a day when the 100,000 Zhou troops under Zhen'an City were in danger. The palace of King Jin of Wanzhou, bedroom.

Suddenly, Jin King Ji Gang sat up suddenly, his eyes widened, and his heart was confused, and after a while, he woke up and found that he was still in bed, and when he touched his body, he was in a cold sweat.

But he woke up from a nightmare, in the dream, after Zheng Guoxiong was defeated by Zhu Biao again on the battlefield in Texas, his troops were not only wiped out, but he died in a foreign land, and Zhu Biao led hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen all the way across Yanzhou, across Xingzhou, and went straight to Wanzhou Wan'an, leaving the periphery of the city impassable.

This dream was so real that when he woke up, he felt very scared.

"Come on, this king wants to bathe!" shouted outside, Ji Gang softened and lay down, his chest rising and falling violently.

He was the only one on the gorgeous and spacious bed.

He is not a lover of women, and he does not call one or two concubines and maids to sleep with him every day on weekdays, but these days, it is almost a nightmare every night, so he simply does not invite people to sleep.

After all, this kind of gaffe is not very glorious.

There was movement, and several palace maids of the night watch hurriedly came to wait, and after hearing the order, they went to prepare the bath water.

A moment later, the large steaming barrel was carried into the outer chamber.

"King, hot water has been prepared." A maid walked to the door of the bedroom and spoke softly.

"Yes." With a slight snort, King Jin walked out of it barefoot with only his underwear.

Several young and beautiful maids gently served him and took off his clothes, and King Jin stepped into the huge wooden barrel, slowly closed his eyes in the hot water sprinkled with calming herbs, and sighed comfortably.

"Go down first, for the king will not let you in, so he will wait outside."

"No." After a pause in the gentle wiping of the little hands behind his back, several maids obediently retreated and closed the door.

Leaning on the edge of the barrel, King Jin closed his eyes, thinking back to the nightmares of the past few days, all of which were related to the Texas battlefield and Zhu Biao.

"Damn. This king is a dignified prince, and he can't sleep at night because of a little thief. Hateful, hateful"

This is the greatest shame in the life of King Jin. Even if Pei Xu was shocked during the Battle of Kaizhou last time, the loss of face could not compare to this.

But fortunately, no one knows.

The dreams he had for several nights made him feel uneasy.

Soaking in hot water, the tense muscles slowly relaxed, but there was always a knot in my heart.

"Respect the destiny of heaven and do your best, go to Sheng'an Temple today to burn a stick of incense for the Buddha." King Jin thought so, and half an hour later, several palace maids knelt or stood busy dressing him.

After changing clothes, he walked out of the room where he was staying. The sky is only slightly brighter.

"According to yesterday's dishes, bring food to the study for this king. This king has breakfast in front of him today. Turning around, he gave instructions to the attendant who came out, and King Jin started and walked forward.

He loves meat and eats meat. but they have eaten a lot and light food for these two days.

King Jin did not work in the study, but quietly looked at the scroll. Peace of mind! That's what he did in the past two days.

But God just isn't so beautiful. At that time, a person walked in from outside, dressed in civilian clothes, looking refreshing, but there was a faint urgency between his eyebrows and eyes.

Standing at the foot of the steps outside the study without saying a word, after a short silence, an attendant rushed out of the study.

"Lord Xu, let's go in." The chamberlain said with a smile.

Throwing his hand at the other party, someone pushed the door and entered.

"Minister. Xu Jing has seen the lord. ”

"The gentleman is in a hurry, but is there a hurry?"

Seeing his henchmen and strategists, King Jin stood up.

"Lord Qi, the minister has just received an urgent report from the Texas military. Under the city of Zhongmu, Zheng Dudu was defeated, 200,000 soldiers and horses were wiped out, and only a few soldiers escaped. The military situation is like fire, minister. I dare not report to the lord for a decision. ”

King Jin's face was iron-blue, and in an instant, a tyrannical murderous intent filled the study.

"Governor Zheng, General Shen Wanshan and others were martyred. The generals who escaped are not yet known. ”

……

Under the city of Zhen'an. Jin army camp.

Another day passed. Tomorrow, Zhu Biao's iron horse should arrive. So the atmosphere in the camp was very low.

And the atmosphere in the Chinese military tent is even more depressing.

Huang Bingwen's mood at this time can be imagined. Even these people around him have been cautious in the past two days. for fear of triggering his anger.

Even so, Huang Bingwen's face was still pale, and he scolded him several times.

"Is there any news from Yanzhou?" Sit down on the throne of the Lord. Looking at the military general standing with his head bowed in front of him, Huang Bingwen asked.

A military general came out of the column and said cautiously: "General, there is no news from Yanzhou yet." ”

"Hmph, I haven't seen any news coming? Is he trying to give up on us? ”

Yanzhou Assassin Shi is a person from the imperial court, and he has always had a grasp of the Jin Domain and Jin soldiers. Huang Bingwen's expression suddenly turned angry, and he roared.

Yanzhou Thorn Mansion.

Changsun Yue looked at the military newspaper in his hand and was silent.

According to the urgent report from Daizhou, the Tang King has once again summoned an army of 500,000 in the north corner and pressed into the east corner. Goryeo, the clown who jumped off the beam, can conclude that death is not far away.

Then in the autumn, perhaps not before the autumn, Goryeo will be pacified. When the time comes, the million Beiyu army and the 500,000 Chang Navy will be killed together, how to protect Yizhou and Daizhou?

He really didn't have the strength or the heart to get entangled with the rebels in Texas.

Changsun Yue planned to abandon Dezhou, rely on the Changhe moat, and refuse to rebel against the rest of the army. Pour the strength of the whole state, connect Qingzhou, and ensure the stability of the Northeast war situation.

"My lord, Texas geography is key. If Tang Wei breaks through Dezhou, it will be closer to Xia Wei to the west, and it will advance into Dizhou to the south, and after Dizhou, it will be close to the territory of King Jin. ”

The eldest grandson Yue was not a Yanzhou official, but his personal staff. The meaning of what he said is not really referring to how important Texas is, but to the fact that the success or failure of Texas will involve the King of Jin.

The King of Jin would never want to see the Tang army kill Dezhou and enter Dizhou. If Yanzhou wants to give up Texas, it will inevitably be hostile and pressured by the King of Jin.

The eldest grandson Yue is not a person without roots, and if he takes over this enemy, it will affect the entire family. King Jin, in the end, is the prince and the beloved of the Son of Heaven. Even, the king of Jin can write to the Son of Heaven and let the Son of Heaven take action himself......

"Out of the way. After all, Texas is a frontal battlefield, and our Yanzhou is in the northeast battlefield. "The eldest grandson doesn't know if he really feels fine, or if he is strong, and he said that this is not a reason.

Under the city of Zhen'an.

In the pre-dawn darkness, a troop of 10,000 cavalry galloped quickly along the wide avenue.

Xia Yunyu led the team, Xing Mao led a thousand guards to be the vanguard, and the army rushed towards Zhen'an City.

"All the troops obey the order and follow me to break through the camp."

The 200,000 Jin soldiers of Zhongmu were wiped out. Whether it is Xia Yunyu or Xing Mao, they don't see the 100,000 Jin soldiers under Zhen'an City at all.

Just since the news of the battle of Zhongmu reached Zhen'an two days ago, Huang Bingwen shrank his troops and horses, and let go of the three gates of Zhen'an. Chen An and Zhu Biao have already made contact, and Xia Yunyu can know that Chen An's 50,000 soldiers and horses defeated the Jin army's 80,000 troops. It is conceivable that the morale and fighting spirit of the Jin army at the moment are there.

The soldiers and horses came to the city of Zhen'an and rested for a while, and Xia Yunyu urged the cavalry to directly attack a camp of the Jin army.

"Kill!" In the midst of the chanting, Xingmao jumped on his horse and danced his axe, and galloped out with a thousand guards. The Jin army camp was blown up, and a thousand guards rode into it like arrows.

A thousand guards with amazing combat power rode under the leadership of Xing Mao, a fierce general, like a sharp knife, and after entering the camp, they were like a bamboo.

There was an infantry battalion stationed in the Jin army camp, but there were only about 4,000 soldiers left, and the vacancies were all lost in battle. It belongs to the sentry camp that stands guard for the main battalion.

Of course, there were preparations at night, but Xingmao broke the camp too quickly. Ten thunderbolts were thrown together, and when they exploded, the camp was a gap. Thirty thunderbolts, and the fairly sturdy camp became a breathable hornet's nest. And the remnants of the 4,000 soldiers were defeated, and without the support of the camp, the heart to resist was gone.

Only a very small number of people roared angrily, and the tip of the needle met the iron hooves of the cavalry. He wants to use his own flesh and blood to buy time for the army.

But there are too few such people. In the blood that flowed from the previous fight, the vast majority of such people have died.

Swords and guns were fired together, and the cold light of the snow dazzled people's eyes. In just a few moments, the cold light flickered and flickered, and the heads were easily cut off. The gushing blood stained the Han army's soldiers, absolutely unstoppable, and everywhere they went, the Jin army camp collapsed, like boiling water pouring snow.

As soon as he rushed through, Xing Mao slashed dozens of people in a row, and no matter the generals, they were invincible under his big axe. He is the tip of the knife, the sharpest point of the edge.

The Jin army's camp was pierced by a thousand guards like tissue paper, and the already unstable military spirit was even more chilled.

Two thousand Jin soldiers escaped from the military village, lost their minds, and ran frantically towards their Chinese army camp. They threw away their weapons, their armor, and cried out to run as fast as they could, desperate to get out of the land of flesh. (To be continued)