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Pei Lun's eyes widened, and the fear of dying filled his whole body, "Zha-" shouted wildly, but instead of cheering, he was venting his fear. The bright silver spear in his hand was like a wild wind, waving wildly, but it was quite out of order.

"Phew!" The sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh, Pei Lun's dancing bright silver spear seemed to fill all the space in front of him, but in fact, it was full of loopholes. As soon as he stretched and contracted, Zhu Biao had already opened a cup-sized blood hole on him.

Pei Lun, who has not experienced the real tempering of victory and has a completely unbalanced mentality, even Feng Enjiang can kill him with one shot in front.

The steel spear waved back, it seemed to be the last one, Pei Lun's personal soldier, who was loyal to the lord, and with a layer of blood-colored spear head on the knife body, the machete made of refined iron was cut in two like rotten wood, and the spear head then swept downward.

"Poof-" A red spoon appeared at the head of the soldier, and when Zhu Biao withdrew some steel guns, splattered blood was constantly emerging from the red bowl.

"According to the order of the commander, those who wait for the rebel soldiers to put down their swords and guns and descend quickly can avoid death!"

In the dazzling sunshine, the fluttering banner of the word "Greeting" hunts and moves. The cries are like boiling water spilled again and again, and the prince's army that has died is the pale and powerless snow and old ice, and the two will naturally melt when they meet!

After an hour or so, most of the princes' troops in the city were already ready to be captured, and only Bian Liangqun, a big fish, escaped from the city with some personal soldiers. In this way, counting the battle outside the city and the battle at the East Gate, the army of nearly 70,000 people of the imperial court was wiped out in the space of three hours.

Of course, the annihilation of the ashes is not dead, and there are not even scum left, and the more than 10,000 defeated soldiers who escaped from the east gate were almost chased down until this night. The pursuit speed and persistence of the Song army in a carriage were not at all comparable to the defeated soldiers of the frightened bird.

After an afternoon of continuous pursuit, one by one the tired and paralyzed princeling soldiers were lifted and slipped into the prisoner of war camp. With a total of more than 55,000 prisoners of war, Zhu Biao would not dare to swallow the annexation directly, and the next day when he marched into Dong'an County. The day before, there were still 40,000 troops, and only 30,000 remained. After deducting the casualties in the battle, the remaining seven or eight thousand soldiers and horses were all used to guard the prisoners of war.

Che Gong Gong, Ma Xiao Xiao. On the second day, an army of 30,000 marched westward, and more than 2,000 taels of carriages allowed the whole team to burst out with a mighty momentum of an army of 100,000.

"Drive-" The shouts were muffled by the thunderous trampling of horses' hooves. The 700 cavalry were like a long dragon, galloping freely in the wilderness east of the city.

The prince's army was captured, and their war horses naturally fell into the hands of Zhu Biao. allocated 200 horses to fill the scout team of the third battalion, and the rest were organized into cavalry by Zhu Biao and held in the palm of his hand.

With a long career in cavalry, Zhu Biao has an inseparable affection for the cavalry troops. 30,000 infantry troops. In his eyes, there are not three thousand elite horsemen who have weight. This is not only because the latter is used easily, and his own system amplification is optimized to the maximum, but also because in his consciousness - cavalry is stronger than infantry.

Therefore, in the army, there was first Feng Enjiang's cavalry, then Dou Bing's cavalry, and now it was the cavalry of his own personal battalion. As long as there is a chance, he will not give up on stepping and riding.

Zhang Fuyang was left in Gaoming. After all, there are injuries on his body, and he is not good yet. The army was led by Chen An and Zhang He, and Zhu Biao did not follow the army, but marched first with 700 cavalry, looking straight at Xinhua County on the border of Dong'an County and Dongcheng County. And the further north of Xinhua County is Donglang Pass.

Xinhua County and Gaoming County are similar in nature, they are only one of the passing points in the material passage from Dongcheng to the front line, and they are not as good as Gaoming County in terms of the remaining troops. There were only about 2,000 people.

Therefore, Zhu Biao was relieved to boldly lead 700 cavalry to kill Xinhua, without worrying about hitting the iron plate. From Xinhua to Cangsong Pass, two passes and four counties, a full two or three hundred miles of roads, the soldiers and horses of the prince's army in Dong'an County knew that Pei Lun's entire army was annihilated, as if they wanted to turn the army back from Cangsong Pass. It's not something that can be reached in a day.

"Phew!" In the afternoon, the sun was poisoning, and outside Xinhua City, Zhu Biao restrained his war horse, and looked at the city through the clairvoyant mirror. Teeth suddenly inhaled a cool breath. "No one!"

In Xinhua City, more than three miles away, the city gate is open, and there are often sporadic passers-by.

What's going on? Empty city plan?

Pei Lunbu was not completely wiped out by himself, at least Bian Liangqun ran away. A day has passed, and it is impossible for Xinhua not to get news here.

"Da da da......" The sound of galloping horses' hooves revolved around Xinhua City, which was opened through the city gate.

The east gate is open, and the north gate is also open.

"Chase me-" There is no sign of the east city gate where the ground outside the city is clean, but it is different outside the north city gate. It was obviously the traces left by the brigade of people leaving the city, and it was clearly imprinted in Zhu Biao's eyes. Looking at the open city gate again, there is nothing unclear about Yiqiē.

The defenders of Xinhua fled north, leaving only a virtual Xinhua city. How dare the people in the city close the four gates? That, of course, is to open the gates around the city, and leave them unfortified.

"What about Song Jun? What about Song Jun?" The county commander came panting from the yamen, and there was no one outside the city. "What about Song Jun? What about people?"

This is about the lives and vital interests of the people of the city and their own families, how can the county order not be nervous. He was nervous to death, and since Bian Liangqun made a decision after fleeing back yesterday, his heart was suspended in the air.

The catcher who came down from the city looked at the county commander who was looking left and right, pouted and said, "My lord, the Song army is chasing ...... north."

Zhu Biao led his troops to continue to rush north, one mile, two miles...... Wuli ...... It wasn't until twenty miles later that the outpost scouts reported that they had found a large group of imperial foot soldiers ahead.

With two or three hundred cavalry and two thousand county soldiers, this small prince's army was marching in the direction of Donglang Pass.

Seven hundred Song cavalry poured out of the horizon like a tide.

Zhu Biao took the lead, beckoned to the trumpeter beside him and said, "Blow the trumpet and say hello to them." Sue them, let's kill them! ”

The contempt from the heart stirred in the trumpeter's heart when he heard it!

Holding the gun in his right arm, the head of the snow spear stabbed obliquely into the air, high above his head, Zhu Biao galloped on his horse, and his confident voice resounded in the ears of the soldiers of the whole army, "Brothers, destroy them." Kill me with me—"

"Kill—" Seven hundred soldiers raised their troops at the same time, and everyone sped up their horses. In the galloping of horses, an incomparable momentum was rapidly condensed in the front of the soldiers.

"Woo-" The desolate horn sounded, it was the command of the battle. It was also the alarm bell of the princeling army not far away, and suddenly encountered such a change, and the princeling army in front was almost stupid for seven or eight breaths before it burst into chaos.

Su zhì was relatively below the county soldiers, who had already been fallen by Dongcheng County, and the news of Pei Lun's entire army was shocked, and at this moment they were caught up by the Song army without any inner preparation, and the escape without a rush was already based on the deterrent power of Bian Liangqun.

Seven hundred cavalry, one hundred people rode a column, seven columns of iron cavalry like a piece of solid stone and huge iron, driven by Zhu Biao, galloped towards the prince army who was still in a panic.

A thunderous force rose in the sprint of the war horse. Seven hundred horsemen, not many people, but 2,800 horses' hooves trampled on the earth, and the sound of rolling thunder was an irresistible disaster for the county soldiers who were completely rookies of war.

The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and the array of county soldiers was still a mess.

Bian Liangqun sighed helplessly, and his eyes swept over the two thousand county soldiers with hatred of iron and steel, "Go!" Come with me—" Waving his hand at the cavalry of two or three hundred men, he slid diagonally through the ranks of the soldiers of the county with the head of his horse, and sprang north.

"Huh?" The Xinhua county lieutenant, who was anxious in the army, froze. Bian Liangqun, the general, the holy descendant from the divine capital, actually abandoned the army and fled. Really, really......

The anger, resentment, contempt, and surprise in his heart were mixed, and he couldn't find a suitable word to describe it in an instant.

Not far away, the cavalry of the Song army was still rushing towards their own troops like mercury. The county lieutenant's sluggishness, every second was a crime against his own soldiers, but when he came back to his senses, it was already tens of seconds. The Song army has already rushed forward more than a hundred steps-

"Kill—"

The soldiers on both sides crashed into each other. The prince's soldiers who collided directly were all people on their backs, and their flesh and blood were flying. They were in a disarray, they were in a mess, and the heavy shields and pikemen who should be in the first column didn't move into place.

They are like chestnuts that have lost their outer shell, soft flesh, without the slightest resistance. The 700 cavalry of the Song army, under the leadership of Zhu Biao, seemed to have entered a state of madness, just like the war horses under their crotch, shouting like a mad tiger. Hit what you encounter, smash what you encounter, and cut what you encounter, wherever the army goes, the blocker is invincible, and no one can plunder its edge. And once the robes of the own army in the front line were damaged, the cavalry behind them immediately made up for it, column after column, brushing through the prince's army array like a sieve, never giving the enemy any respite.

Holding a war knife in his hand, looking forward to the left and right, shouting and rushing forward, wantonly slashing and killing, this battle of 700 horsemen was hearty and happy.

In reality, the front team of the Prince Prince's Army was completely swallowed up by the Song Army's iron cavalry. Human lives are like autumn leaves, blown up by a gust of wind, and after flying all over the sky, they are scattered to no man's land and turned into a pile of fertile soil.

Immediately after the middle of the military column where the county lieutenant was.

Zhu Biao always rushed to the forefront of the soldiers, the prince's army in front of him became more and more scattered, and his heart became more and more excited, like a bloodthirsty tiger, shouting and shouting in his mouth, and the steel gun in his hand danced like a hot wheel.

The yellow battle flag of the Song army was unfurled in the wind, and the black flag on a white background with the word "Zhu" written on it formed a pair of towering directional signs, guiding the direction of the 700 cavalry fighting bravely. (To be continued.)