Chapter 392: Panyu 100 The Collapse of the Frontline
As soon as these words came out, the already panicked northern country. The army suddenly boiled, and their army of nearly 400,000 was all defeated on the front line!
The soldiers who were surrounded and suppressed were in chaos for a moment, abandoned their troops and armor, and fled in all directions.
And the premeditated Beifu soldiers also shouted, "The soldiers of the northern country on the front line are fully defeated, surrender and do not kill, surrender and do not kill......"
The roar of tens of thousands of men shook the entire wasteland, and the northern country was surrounded and suppressed. The last consciousness of the army was completely crushed, and there were more people holding their heads than holding knives.
Hundreds of thousands of troops were huddled together, and the scene was chaotic, trampled everywhere, and wailed incessantly.
At this time, the more people there are, the more disadvantaged it becomes. The advantage of the army collapsed in an instant, and Ren Jian, the prince and others tried their best to turn the tide, but they were also powerless to stop the situation of defeat like a mountain.
The whole northern kingdom fled in frenzy. The army is already a fish on the board, and it is slaughtered by others.
The prince hacked to death all the way, catching up with Zhu Xu, who was still shouting "all the fronts are defeated". raised his knife to kill a soldier who came up, grabbed the spear in his hand, raised his hand and threw it at Zhu Xu.
This person is undoubtedly a traitor, and he has been lurking so deeply, and it is really hateful to harm his northern affairs.
The blade of the gun hit Zhu Xu's head, and he was about to die, Zhu Xu was not as good at fighting as those fierce generals, he was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, and he couldn't move.
Just as he was about to fire, a sharp arrow pierced through the smoke and hit the front of the spear directly. The forced spear changed its original trajectory and flew past Zhu Xu's ears.
100 steps through Yang Arrow!?
"Thank you to the Governor of the Striker for the rescue." Seeing the visitor, Zhu Xu hurriedly thanked him.
Not far away, sitting on a horse and holding a strong bow was none other than the vanguard governor Xie Xuan. He looked at the prince with a solemn look in his eyes, "Zhu Xu is tired, hurry up and retreat to the back of the army." ”
"Yes, then there will be Governor Rauche on the front line." Zhu Xu didn't have time to formalize, turned his horse's head and retreated to the rear of the Beifu army.
Although Xie Xuan was talking to Zhu Xu, his eyes always stayed on the enemy prince.
At this time, the war had intensified, and the Beifu soldiers, who had no chance of winning, actually harvested the entire battlefield in an overwhelming way.
Striker Governor!?
The prince suddenly woke up - this is the front line of the entire battlefield, and the Dajin army is just being dragged by the enemy.
"Haha, the prince hasn't seen him for many days, but it's okay." Xie Xuanhao's anger shook the sky, and the enemy could still greet calmly at present.
The prince snorted lightly and said coldly, "What a good plan, it seems that we have really put a lot of pressure on you." ”
"That's natural." Xie Xuan generously admitted, his handsome eyebrows raised slightly, "Your millions of troops are overwhelming, and we are only 80,000, this overwhelming contrast always reminds us that if we are defeated, we will lose the country, but there is no room for maneuver and negotiation." Naturally, we'll have to rack our brains and think of more ways to do it elsewhere. ”
"Zhu Xu is a traitor...... the prince's eyes turned slightly, falling into deep thought, and after a short pause, he came to another conclusion, and said without changing his face, "Then Yunshu Gongzi is afraid that it will not be clean." ”
"Alas, so far, this matter is indeed paper that can't contain the fire." Xie Xuan showed a look of embarrassment, as if he was still apologetic, "But you have to believe that kid is sincere to Princess Tianjin, and their meeting was originally arranged by God." If you really want to blame it, blame our old man Xie, or you who provoked the war. They've just met the right person at the wrong time. We can't judge right and wrong because of the identities of both sides. ”
The prince looked up and snorted, as if laughing at himself.
When I thought of the hateful eyes that Sister Tianjin threw at him because of Yunshu's affairs, I was so sad and so sad.
She did everything to protect the son, supported his ideas, and did not even allow anyone to suspect him. Although the stubborn princess has never expressed her love in front of everyone, her eyes have already betrayed her pure conscience.
"Yunshu isn't his real name, is he?" The prince clenched his sword, and the blood of his enemies slowly flowed down the blade, dripping into the dirt.
Xie Xuanzheng said that name with some pride, "He is the auxiliary general of the Southern Dynasty, his name is Xie Yan!" ”
Xie Yan......
The prince was not particularly surprised, but he was inexplicably sad in his heart, not for himself, not for the northern country, but for the heroic princess Jin.
She loves that stunningly young man, although she is a northerner, she loves that son more than anyone else in the Southern Dynasty. She trusted him unconditionally, and even entrusted the future of the entire country to him.
And he ......
But he acted the play to the extreme.
The prince smiled bitterly and murmured, "I wish she had never known about it." ”
Xie Xuan put the bow on his back, pulled out his long sword, and said seriously, "If we win, we will definitely treat Princess Jin well." War is the work of careerists, and they are just pawns that go with the flow, and there is not much we can do. ”
The crown prince lifted the blood knife, his expression suddenly sharpened, and he said, "If we win, it will be said that Yun Shu has been killed by the Beifu soldiers." We can't stop history from turning the page, but at least we can write something about it. ”
"Haha, the prince is really temperamental, just what I want."
The two of them lit up their weapons one after another, ending the brief peace. Each of them has a destiny, and each fights for himself, and there is no right or wrong, and there is no hatred.
They are equally young, and they have also let go of life and death......
The two blades intersected, making a piercing sharp sound. However, this staggered sound, placed on the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of people, no longer exists.
War, for the soldiers of the lower classes, is a grand slaughter.
They gave their blood and their corpses strewn the wilderness, but history will not remember them.
They are just a grain in the ocean, and they are not worth mentioning among all living beings; Their lives are nothing but between the hands of the strong. But when the blade is mercilessly devoured, they will hesitate, they will cry, they will instinctively seek leadership, they will yearn for redemption......
However, the emperor who was supposed to lead them was even more crazy than them at the moment.
"Ahh......h
Emperor Fu Jian was sitting on his horse at the moment, his helmet was lost at some point, his hair was disheveled by the wind, and he was holding a bloody broadsword in his hand, slashing at him without distinguishing between the enemy and me. His eyes were blurred, his headache was splitting, his expression was in a trance, and the figure in front of him was constantly shaking and he couldn't tell whether it was real or hallucinating.
His illness flared up again.
However, the old slave who took the medicine for him has long since disappeared.
He was the emperor who had unified the north, and he could only endure the pain of the bones, and with his last consciousness he held the big knife in his hand, which was the last thing he could hold.
However, at this moment, he is struggling on the verge of madness, and in the eyes of others, he is already delirious and crazy, and has no imperial power.
Fu Rong, a veteran who has followed Fu Jian for many years, watched the battle gradually get out of control, and the monarch had no way to give orders, so he had to find the prince not far away.