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Yang Yanzhang's tactics are very simple, that is, to press up with dignity, exchange losses for losses, and exchange blood for blood.

But the mutual losses, just by looking at it, are very clear.

The Gao Xie Division, which was the first to go out of the battle, and the army formation of 10,000 people was completely a fierce beast, and it quickly broke through the vanguard camp of the Jingsui Army with extremely ferocious killing. It was the most elite battalion in Guo Ming's hands, but it was defeated without any backhand.

Then up to now, 10,000 people have carried the attack of 30,000 people, including Zhao Jun......

The Hedong Army's strength still had 10,000 people untouched, and the Jingsui Army only had 20,000 people left.

The array is arranged in a dignified manner, with thousands of people in one, as long as it is not messed up with hot weapons, even a large-scale cavalry charge formation, and it cannot be cracked.

It's a big fight.

"Governor, what should I do?" Seeing that the Jingsui army was gradually becoming inferior, some generals couldn't help but ask.

Guo Ming was ruthless, seeing this situation, he first looked up to the sky and laughed, and then said sharply: "The governor of Pontus swears to die!" ”

was intercepted by Yang Yanzhang's troops, so he had to fight. Otherwise, the low morale of the Jingsui army will be even lower. And now, since the war is on, it will be a thorough battle, and as soon as it retreats, the whole army will be defeated, and the Jingsui army and Guo Ming himself will be finished.

"Jing Suijun is no good!"

Yang Yanzhang was always paying attention to the opposite side. As the war progressed, the morale of the Jingsui army became more and more unbearable. There seemed to be a slight commotion in the back of the solemn formation.

Their morale has reached a critical point.

The order flag waved again, and the 5,000 new troops were added to the battle formation by Yang Yanzhang. This was the first time since the start of the war that he took the initiative to increase his troops without the Jingsui army.

The Jing Sui army on the field couldn't support it. Guo Ming also waved the flag and added two battalions of soldiers to the front. "Yang Zhao, hold high!"

"The last general!" Hearing Yang Yanzhang's shout, Yang and Gao shouted in response.

"Bring your cavalry, bring the oil canisters, and give me a direct slash against the Zhao army."

Yang Zhao held high to listen to the order and shouted: "The last general will take the order!" ”

As he spoke, he immediately raised his flag, and five or six hundred cavalry galloped out. This is the only cavalry in the 30,000 troops under Yang Yanzhang and Gao Xie.

With the sound of horses' hooves like thunder, thick smoke and dust rose, and a large area of cavalry like red clouds rushed over, and the soldiers rushed straight to the already crumbling Zhao army's military formation.

As the most elite combat force in the local area, since the defeat of the vanguard battalion of the Jingsui army, the Zhao army has of course not allowed it to go to the front and withstand the huge pressure of Gao Xie's department.

30,000 people against Gao Xie's army of 10,000, but the pressure on the 20,000 Jingsui army is not as good as the Zhao army, who will make them the main force?

After fighting so far, the Zhao army will not be able to hold on, they have suffered heavy casualties, and their formation is shaky.

Yang Yanzhang wanted to push Zhao Jun at this time and let Gao Xiejun loosen a big burden.

Gao Xie's 10,000 Hedong veterans, the elite is the elite, they can fight and they can fight, but they are not immortal, and they are also under heavy pressure now.

Five or six hundred cavalry were divided into fifty or sixty small cavalry, shuttling through the gaps between the formations of the Hedong army. Soon Zhao Jun was in front of him.

"Fire on!" All the horsemen of the cavalry were fitted with an iron pipe fixed with iron bars, and the iron pipe had a fire breaker inside, which ignited when the wind blew.

Each war horse is decorated with three or four cans of fire oil under the saddle on the left and right, the horse is draped with a felt blanket, and a small jar of one pound is embellished in a soft net woven by grass and rattan, and the war horse gallop cannot be broken.

The speed of the horses slowed down, and each knight rode forward with thick armor, and his heart beat violently with the sound of the horses' hooves.

"Throw!" With an order, he took out the canister of oil in his pocket, and when he plucked it in front of the iron pipe, the oil-soaked oil-soaked oilcloth immediately burned.

"Smack!" The fire oil was thrown on Zhao Bing's body, collided with the iron armor, and immediately turned into a flame. It's not a thunderbolt, it's not flesh and blood, but the fire that spreads out is as lethal and deterrent as a thunderbolt.

If you get it, you can't take it off, and it's scary to think about.

The Zhao army had never encountered a cavalry throwing a fire oil can, and suddenly the army was in turmoil and exploded. When the sergeants saw the squad of cavalry coming, they retreated.

"Kill it!" Yang Zhao roared angrily, seized this opportunity, gathered hundreds of ten cavalry, held a burning oil tank in one hand, brandished a saber in the other, and rolled away after Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao didn't greet the oil can, he danced a mace in both hands, took the lead and rushed to the front.

The one hundred and ten cavalry converged into a torrent of shock, the sound of hooves rolled, the dust flew, and the earth shook under the impact of the iron hooves, and the Zhao army had already exploded, and the array of panicked formations could no longer be maintained.

And in peacetime, even a hundred armored iron horsemen would not be able to break through a 10,000-strong military formation.

"Kill!" Yang Zhao drank violently, only to see the cold light flashing, carrying the momentum of the charge, the mace was invincible, and one after another's heads were shattered into rotten melons, and blood spurted out.

The horses neighed and shouted to the heavens, and the sound of horses' hooves shook the whole battlefield, and a hundred horsemen followed him straight into the enemy's ranks.

The muffled sound of continuous ** collisions, the refined blades screamed in the flesh and blood, and the enemy formation was rushed by him in a moment.

In a short moment of charging, only sixty or seventy horsemen were left in one hundred and ten horsemen, and this was the price of the charge.

However, immediately after that, Gao Ju led the remaining five hundred horsemen to rush in, and this iron-like charge instantly crushed the last morale of the Zhao army, and after a long time of fighting, the exhausted Zhao army completely collapsed.

"Roll them back!" Yang Zhao roared angrily, and led the experienced cavalry to drive the defeated troops of the Zhao army back against the Jingsui army.

It is better to kill them than to defeat them and then drive them to your own use.

Sure enough, during the drive, the collapsed Zhao army cried and shouted to throw away the armor and abandon the armor, fled and ran with his head in his hands, and the Jingsui army camp behind was in a mess, but few had the courage to fight to the death and not retreat.

The cries, the screams, and the collapse of the Zhao army cast a heavy shadow on the entire Jingsui army. To put it mildly, not to mention their own defeat, they are still messing up the Jingsui army array. To put it more seriously, Zhao Jun even played the role of the 'first' of the fallen dominoes.

"Kill it!"

Gao Xie would not let go of this great opportunity, with his own soldiers as the vanguard, and after simply completing the entire two, he pierced into the rout of the Zhao army, and soon penetrated the entire Zhao army, probing the spearhead into the chaotic Jingsui army.

A wider collapse began.

"Catch up!" Chaos on a larger scale is created. That means more and bigger opportunities.

Seeing a chaotic torrent surging in the center of the enemy army, Yang Yanzhang knew that the time had come, and waved the spear in his hand: "Brothers, kill with me-"

The last of the five thousand Hedong elites formed a rolling torrent and rushed straight towards the enemy.

The frontal Jingsui army, which had been struggling to support, was also overwhelmed, the army formation was chaotic left and right, and it was facing the most direct pressure from the Hedong Army in the middle, and suddenly the situation had reached the most critical time. One by one, the Jingsui army shouted, and fled when they turned around.

Someone leads the team, and someone follows. It didn't take long for the 30,000 Jingsui troops on the front to continue to disperse, forming a collapse line that spread for several miles.

Guo Ming's forehead was dripping with sweat, and he still had 10,000 troops in his hands. But will this 10,000 army be able to turn the tide? Guo Ming didn't have the slightest confidence. In his own heart, he would like to believe that even if he throws 10,000 troops into the battlefield, he will not be able to save the situation of the war.

At this time, the sky was originally gloomy, and large drops of rain suddenly fell and smashed on the ground, splashing not only dust, but also blood!

The battlefield was covered with blood, and as the ground gradually became wet with raindrops, the blood gradually gathered in one place and turned into a red swamp.

After the soldiers and horses' hooves trampled it, blood-colored mud splattered everywhere.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and corpses fell, blood and dirt in the dust.

There is no thunder and lightning, it is already October, and it is more common to rain without thunder.

Guo Ming retreated with the 10,000 troops who were still in order, and the Jingsui army on the entire battlefield was doused by the sudden cold rain that extinguished the last trace of blood in his heart.

Successive collapses, completely irretrievable.

Of course, the current Hedong Army is not much better, after a heavy rain, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, like a dark night, and Yang Yanzhang could not command it in this case.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Crackling, just for a moment, and soaking wet.

The Hedong army only pursued and killed more than ten miles, and stopped all over the place, and due to the heavy rain, countless Jingsui troops scattered and fled, showing a mess.

"Order the cavalry to shout everywhere, and those who surrender will not be killed...... Hey, how the results are, we can only see after the rain. ”

Yang Yanzhang was very depressed. Without this rain, he would have been able to leave Guo Ming at least 30,000 or 40,000 troops, and now ......

As he spoke, he gave the order: "Go back to the camp!" ”

The camp was firmly entrenched. Take the log as the wall, one row long and one row short, bury half of the trunk in the soil after scorching, the long trunk is lined up in a tight row outside, the short trunk is lined up in a row, and the plank is erected between the two rows of trunks, divided into two layers, so that the part of the long trunk grows becomes a parapet, the upper layer of the plank can be used by soldiers to patrol and post posts, and the lower layer can store defensive weapons and let soldiers rest.

The tents were covered with tarpaulin, and charcoal fires were lit inside, and the ground dried in a short time when the tents were baked.

Two quarters of an hour later, Yang Yanzhang sat comfortably at the table, and he had changed into dry and tidy clothes.

The fire in the brazier crackled and burned, filling the tent with a warm current of heat, and Yang Yanzhang was writing the military documents to be sent to Zhu Biao.

With today's victory in the collision of the main forces, Yang Yanzhang has absolute confidence in the independent subjugation of Yanping County.

Qingxiang County, October 13.

The city and the outside were already quiet, but the blood and corpses made this night particularly cold and bleak.

The Han army camp not far from the city was full of firelight, and the sky was red.

In contrast, the 'desolation' of the city is even more different.

Wang Huai stood on the city, looking at this qiē, his heart was desolate.

Three days ago, on the same day that Yang Yanzhang fought Guo Ming, Zhu Biao also led his elite cavalry to break into his own Sangzi-Qingxiang County.

He did not wave his troops to the county seat at the first time, but first took Qing County, gathered the old family who fled out, and then the troops came to the city.

But in two days, Zhu Biao definitely didn't just gather the clansmen, the counties of Qingxiang County, seven or eight out of ten were big households, anyway, the Han army took the city bloodlessly. The current situation of the Zhao army is really unconfident, so much so that on the day when Zhu Biao's soldiers came to Qingxiang County yesterday, several big families in the city took advantage of the confrontation between the two armies to raise private troops to respond, so that the blood that had not been shed when the county fell into the hands of Zhao Jun was enough this time.

The response failed, but several big families did not all do the knife. To this day, the remnants of the soldiers are still gathering in a certain compound to stubbornly resist.

The Han army outside the city was too much of a deterrent to the Zhao army, which had a total of only six or seven thousand people in the city, and if it weren't for the fact that the internal commanders had misestimated the combat effectiveness of the Zhao army, this operation would have been successful.

The Zhao army, which could only draw out about half of its troops, defeated the internal response of the big households, but it was unable to make persistent efforts to completely eradicate these big households. Seven or eight hundred remnants were left, and the Zhao army was not down-to-earth.

However, a killing has finally suppressed the unstable people's will. Although this bullet was so unstable when the Han army was approaching the city.

Wang Huai turned around and walked out at this time.

There was not a single person coming and going in front of the county guard's mansion, so he got on his horse and went to the city wall, and not far away he saw a group of Zhao soldiers with weapons guarding a group of ordinary people.

These people, all with frightened faces, men and women, were under the watchful eye of their swords and guns, but they did not dare to make a sound, and they were strictly ordered to pull them up and carry the stones.

Without looking at the frightened expressions of the people, Wang Huai had a gloomy face and went up the stone steps to the tower, from which he had only gone down not long ago.

There was a resting place in the city tower, and Wang Huai turned around on the city wall, and as soon as he sat down on the chair, someone came to the door.

"Lord, Lord Xu asks to see." The soldiers were talking outside in a report.

Lord Xu is Xu Shijin, the former county commander of a county in Qingxiang County, and now he has become the Taishou of Qingxiang. Of course, he is only a nominal taishou, and the real power is completely in the hands of Wang Huai.

Hearing that it was him who came, Wang Huai said, "Let him in." ”

"Yes, General."

After a while, an emaciated man walked in from the outside, and even at this moment, there was still a bit of Sven chic on his body, but a pair of eyes were bloodshot and dull.

As soon as he entered, Xu Shijin first saluted respectfully to Wang Huai, who was sitting on the throne, and said with a sad face: "General Wang, Qingxiang City has been trapped by Zhu Biao's army, the defenders in the city are in turmoil, and the big families are restless. Such a bad place, General, you had better make up your mind sooner. ”

"Not a good place? I also know that Qingxiang City is not a good place. But, where can we go? Wang Huai repeated this sentence, looked up at Xu Shijin, and looked at it for a while.

At this moment, Xu Shijin was only in a cold sweat, Wang Huai retracted his gaze and said lightly: "Then according to what you say, what should I do?" ”

Xu Shijin laughed dryly, but remembering the situation in the city, he hesitated, and then persuaded him with courage: "General Wang, according to the villain's opinion, this battle cannot be fought again." The setbacks at this time are nothing, stay in the green mountains, and I am not afraid of running out of firewood. At present, Qingxiang County is already under the control of Zhu Biao, only this county town, and it can't be held for a few days. It's better for General Wang to pretend to surrender to Zhu Biao first, and slowly recover his strength secretly, so that he has a chance in the future, and it is not too late to plan again......"

"What do you mean, are you persuading me to surrender to the Han army?" Wang Huai's eyes stared at Xu Shijin coldly.

Xu Shijin hurriedly said: "General Wang, it's just a pretense to surrender, one day when the time comes, you can go west again!" ”

"When I was a three-year-old doll?" Wang Huai was furious, he didn't want to see this person anymore, he stood up suddenly, and shouted outside: "Someone." ”

"General!" Hearing the movement, several heavily armed soldiers came in from outside.

Wang Huai pointed to Xu Shijin, who was already pale with fright, and said, "Drag it out and cut it off!" ”

"Yes, General." Several pro-soldiers couldn't help but say, came up and dragged Xu Shijin and walked out.

"General Wang, you can't do this. Xu is sincere, Shijin is completely for your sake. Please General Rao Shijin for his life, General Wang ......" After Xu Shijin was dragged out, his shouting became farther and farther away.

Until the voice could no longer be heard, Wang Huaifang sat down again with a gloomy face. Picked up the teacup, just took a sip, and couldn't help but throw it to the ground. "Those who are not of my race will have different hearts. None of the Han people can be trusted. ”

Outside the city of Qingxiang County, there are large camps, and it is spectacular to look up.

By this time the night was deep, and the oil lamps had been extinguished in the tents.

Only in the main tent, the lights are bright, the table is full of texts, and there are several books placed in front of the collapse, and Zhu Biao is half-lying on the collapse at this time, flipping through the books.

After only looking at it for a while, I felt annoyed, so I put it aside, lay down, and closed my eyes a little to recuperate.

At this time, Dou Bing brought him dinner.

Zhu Biao, who has always had good food and an excellent appetite, looked at the few meals on the table today, and lost his appetite.

"Just these two!" Only two of them were left, and the rest were let out by Dou Bing.

Reluctantly put the food to eat, the soldiers came in to clean up, and Zhu Biao got up and walked out of the camp. It seems to be patrolling, but in fact, he is thinking hard about Zhu Ming's report.

The Nine Curved Sword Derivation has changed. Li Yixiao is Song Yingzhu's son. After being married to Long Yan for more than a year, after Long Yan gave birth to a son last month, the relationship with his father and grandfather deteriorated rapidly. The latest news from Mu Xuehua said that Li Yixiao even started with his father.

The third day of October, that is, ten days ago. In the eastern part of Quzhou, traces of people in the Demon Sect were revealed, and the Jiuqu Sword Sect was personally led by the Dharma Protector Elder Jiang Qingyan, and Li Yixiao included it, and drove to the foot of the mountain. As a result, a group of more than a dozen people were wiped out, Jiang Qingyan, Zhu Biao's old enemy, died in the suburbs, the corpse was miserable, half of the remaining outsiders could not die anymore, the corpse was around Jiang Qingyan, and the other half of the people, that is, Li Yixiao and others, did not see anyone alive or dead.

Ever since the remnants of the Infinite Dao were thrown into Hedong, the waves set off by the gods and demons of the previous twelve days had gradually subsided. The Demon Gate withdrew from the Northern Han Dynasty and withdrew from the Northern Corner, and there are very few of them whose whereabouts have been exposed, let alone killing the strength of the local martial arts.

Such a tragedy of the Jiuqu Sword Sect caused an uproar in the Northern Han Dynasty martial arts, which had just calmed down.

The news from Mu Xuehua said that the Jiuqu Sword Sect had been actively contacting the three families of Lixuemen, Wenshu Monastery and Chaoyang Temple, and intended to form a true unified alliance between the four factions. (To be continued)