With the fall of Agoura and most of his troops, half of the soldiers of the B and T-shaped battalions were freed.

Three or four thousand light horsemen, led by Wang Rouhua, Zhao Ning, and Yang Jiani, slaughtered the flat battlefield in front of the valley, and divided into two groups to outflank the Tianyuan army from both wings, rolling like a torrent.

At this time of the battle, Zhao Beiwang's department, and the Tianyuan army that fought with him, had been reduced by about forty percent, and the Yanmen army only had more than 5,000 soldiers left, and the Tianyuan army had an advantage in combat strength, and there were still more than 6,000 people at this moment.

The cavalry charge is different from the infantry battle, the horses gallop at high speed, the two sides staggered, each soldier in the process of charging the formation, have to fight with many enemies, so the casualties come much faster.

Although the Tianyuan army had a large number of people, after Zhao Ning and others led their troops to join the battlefield, they were at an absolute disadvantage, and they were attacked from inside and outside, and the formation was chaotic and the casualties increased sharply.

Hearing the sound of the golden gong to collect the troops, they also wanted to retreat into the valley, and under the command of their commander, some of them retreated to the grassy slopes, and some of them went out to the vast grasslands farther away, wanting to make a detour back.

The abacus played well, but it was destined to be just an extravagant hope, not long after the battle, the T-shaped battalion Mo knife formation arrived, and the only thing to greet this group of Tianyuan troops was to destroy and die.

The Tianyuan Army on the grassy slope on the left side of the valley mouth was already retreating in an orderly manner, and the various divisions covered each other to leave the battlefield.

The Yanmen army that fought with them, although they also pursued, but because of their limited strength, they were finally stopped by the bows and arrows of the Tianyuan army that responded, and they could only retreat to the high place on the grassy slope.

The noisy battlefield has decreased a lot with the end of the battle on the grassy slopes on both sides of the valley mouth.

When the Yanmen Army only sent a small number of people to occupy the high grassy slopes on both sides of the valley mouth, and all the other soldiers surrounded and killed the elite cavalry of the Tianyuan Army on the flat ground, everything was out of suspense.

For the Yanmen Army, this is the battle scene they expected before the war. Nowadays, almost every soldier has lost his siblings and friends, and coupled with the desperation of the previous hard battle, they are fighting extremely fiercely now.

Any Tian Yuan army that wants to break through will have to face many interceptions and almost endless pursuits.

In the end, the 10,000-strong Tianyuan army that fought with Zhao Beiwang's troops suffered all casualties, and only a few hundred people such as Captain Wan broke out and returned to the inner side of the valley, most of which fled and detoured into the distance.

With the last Tianyuan Army soldier falling in the sea of corpses and blood, the fierce battle finally came to an end.

The battlefield, which had been noisy for a long time, gradually returned to calm.

Zhao Ning, Zhao Beiwang and others came to the grassy slope next to the valley mouth and immediately arrived at the highest place.

The autumn breeze is blowing, there is no refreshing coolness, and the smell of blood is so strong that it is sticky and goes straight to the heart and lungs, and the smell makes people want to bend down and vomit violently. Taking off the bloody hood, Zhao Ning wiped a handful of sweat and blood from his face.

After blinking for a while, the blush in his vision faded a little, and he no longer looked at anything but a bloody mist. The wet hair was already knotted, and it was like a wet straw rope.

The scarf full of arrow marks was sandwiched under the armpit, and the long lance that was still dripping blood was inserted into the ground, the armor had long since ceased to be shiny, and the marks left by the knife and axe were all over the place, Zhao Ning looked at the silent battlefield in front of him.

On the grassy slopes and flat ground, the corpses of the soldiers of the two armies stretched as far as the eye could see, and the grass had long since changed color, and the broken blades and arrows were like crazy weeds, and the broken flags swayed silently in the wind.

From time to time, a low moan was heard, and the seriously wounded soldiers in the pile of corpses let out a painful wail. Some people lay on the ground crying and laughing, glad that they had made it to the end, and sad for their companions who did not survive.

The barely able wounded squirmed like maggots, and some people tried their best, trembling and stretching out their bloody hands, hoping that their comrades would find themselves saving themselves before their vitality completely dissipated.

There was a one-armed soldier with a rickety figure, confused and panicked looking for his broken arm everywhere, and soon held many arms in his arms, but he was not satisfied, and continued to pick up everywhere.

Until the rubber-like severed arms kept slipping from his arms, and no matter how hard he tried to pick them up, he couldn't hold them all, he knelt in a pool of blood, raised his head, and the cry from his dry throat was weak and helpless.

Groups of Yanmen soldiers were silently cleaning the battlefield, they were treating their comrades, cleaning up the remnants of the enemy, collecting corpses, picking up blades, and many soldiers were cutting off people's heads - that was a certificate of military merit.

Many wounded soldiers of the Tian Yuan Army who finally got up were hacked to death by them, and some soldiers of the Tian Yuan Army who stretched out their hands for help were greeted with cold mending knives.

The sun sinking in the west, sprinkled golden light between the clouds, the mountain wind gradually increased, blowing the sand and dust like fog, walking in the middle of the Yanmen soldiers, the rest of their lives, but how to look like ghosts.

Whether it was Zhao Ning, Yang Jiani, or Zhao Beiwang, Wang Rouhua, or even Zhao Zhenzhong, they were silent for a while.

Today's battle is the first major battle between the Qi army and the grassland army after more than 100 years. They won, but it was a crushing victory that could not have been imagined beforehand. It was so tragic that after the battle, the soldiers had no intention of cheering and jumping.

They have nearly 20,000 Hu Lu heads, but they also have more than 10,000 siblings buried here.

The soldiers of the two battalions that attacked Caopo head-on were nearly half killed or wounded.

The situation of the B-shaped battalion was slightly better, but in the process of encircling and annihilating the Tianyuan army, the Tianyuan soldiers who were not harvested by the Modao Array were all fighting to the death until the last moment, and they still pulled many people on their backs.

The 10,000 people in the middle led by Zhao Beiwang were also killed and injured in the end.

In this battle, almost no one in the Tianyuan army surrendered, and even if it reached the point of death, it still fought endlessly. The will to fight they showed was something that had never appeared in the grassland army, and it left a deep impression on the hearts of the Yanmen army.

The battle situation once again proved that if the B-shaped battalion and the T-shaped battalion had not taken the lead in making a breakthrough and defeating Agoura's troops in time, even if the situation of the battle was reversed later, the result would have been the defeat of the Yanmen army.

Such a victory made Zhao Beiwang, the chief general of the Yanmen Army, and the ordinary soldiers of the Yanmen Army all depressed and speechless.

"Mo said that at the beginning of the founding of this dynasty, the war against the Turkic royal court, since Wei Huo defeated the Xiongnu, in the thousand-year history, the prosperous dynasty fought against the steppe army, and there were few such records on the frontal battlefield. ”

For a long time, Zhao Zhenzhong, who was the oldest and the highest cultivator present, spoke with a gloomy face, "This is the first battle between the Yanmen Army and the Tianyuan Army, and it is the first victory of the Yanmen Army against the Tianyuan Army, and it is also ...... First Death. ”

Zhao Beiwang opened his mouth, only to feel that his mouth was full of bitterness, and he couldn't say anything.

Wang Rouhua pondered for a moment and said:

"It was a fluke. The war will continue, the big war is still to come, we must re-examine the combat strength of the Tian Yuan army, and redefine the relationship between the strength and weakness of the enemy and us, so that we will not make big mistakes in the future. ”

Zhao Beiwang took over the conversation and said in a deep voice:

"The strong bow of the Tian Yuan Army is extraordinary, and the four arrows in the battle have broken the conventions of war, and the lethality is also outrageous. The strong bow and crossbow have always been our strength, and now this advantage is almost gone;

"There are incredibly many cultivators in the Tianyuan Army, and the proportion is even higher than that of the Yanmen Army, which has never happened before......!

"In the future, if we want to defeat the Tian Yuan Army, we must pay attention to these problems. ”

Everyone no longer looked at the battlefield full of dead bodies and blood, but turned to face the direction of the main peak of Fengming Mountain.

The Yanmen Army, which occupied the first line of defense of the Tianyuan Army beside him, although it had just experienced a tragic battle, was still in a strong formation at this time. The soldiers who survived this bloody battle, no matter what their mood is at the moment, have experienced growth.

Listening to the discussion gradually became enthusiastic, it turned into a unique military discussion, Zhao Ning, who didn't speak much, had a slight smile in his eyes, and the color of relief was very obvious.

Unlike others, Zhao Ning's mood was not heavy, and he was even very relaxed. Zhao Beiwang and others did not accept the results of today's battle very well, but in Zhao Ning's opinion, it was enough to win today.

In a sense, it was a bonus.

In front of the elite army of the Tianyuan Royal Court, the combat strength of the Yanmen army was already at a disadvantage, this is a fact.

If it weren't for this, at the beginning of the national war in the previous life, Yanmen Pass and Shanhaiguan would not have been so easily breached, and the northern part of Great Qi would not have fallen into the hands of the enemy so quickly.

In a head-to-head battle, the Yanmen army was about to be defeated, not to mention that it was also occupied by the Tianyuan army. Before the war, Zhao Ning's inner goal was only to do his best so that the two sides could reach a draw.

The most important thing is that through the battle of the vanguard, the Yanmen army must realize that their current enemy is no longer the opponent they knew before. The strength of the Tian Yuan Army made them have to fight their spirits.

If this is not the case, when the main forces of both sides come to the battle, once the Yanmen army makes a mistake and is defeated, the losses will be immeasurable.

Now, the Yanmen Army has realized the difficulty of the Tianyuan Army, and Zhao Ning's most important goal has been achieved. Although the loss of more than 10,000 soldiers was painful, from a strategic and tactical point of view, it was not a big price and was completely acceptable.

What's more, the army won after all, capturing the first line of defense of the Tian Yuan army.

In the future, due to the terrain, the room for cavalry to charge will be greatly reduced, and infantry combat will become the core. It's really hard to say how many advantages and disadvantages each side has.

That night, the Yanmen army moved the camp forward and took full control of the valley mouth area.

From then on, the army rested, treated the wounded, and did not fight again.

Soon after, Zhao Xuanji led the main force of the Yanmen Army to arrive. At the same time, the Tian Yuan Army also ushered in their reinforcements.

During this period, Zhao Xun, who did not walk with the pioneer or act with the main force, rushed to Fengming Mountain from not far away, and came to see Zhao Ning as soon as possible. Not long after the two met, Zhao Xun left the camp again.

After Zhao Xuanji arrived, he was shocked when he learned about the situation of the vanguard, and then he convened the generals overnight to urgently discuss the army. The military discussion lasted all night, studying the tactics of attacking Fengming Mountain under the "new situation".

The next morning, when the generals walked out of the tent, their faces were solemn.

Before Zhao Ning left, Zhao Xuanji walked over and pressed his shoulder, sighing, "You're right." If you had adopted your strategy of marching, the war might have been a different story, and it would have been much better for the Yanmen army. ”

The encouragement of these words is very large, and for Zhao Xuanji, it is impossible to be shaken because of the current predicament.

But Zhao Xuanji finally admitted the correctness of Zhao Ning's opinion. In the military discussion just now, he also let Zhao Ning speak freely. This time, both Zhao Xuanji and the generals respected his opinions.

This is not only because of Zhao Ning's previous advance strategy, but also because Zhao Ning was the biggest contributor to the victory of the army in the first battle.

He has proved his ability to be both wise and brave with his actions, and has won the universal respect of the generals of the Yanmen Army.

At this time, no one regarded Zhao Ning as a young man anymore. His identity as a "young marshal" also has real significance, and he is no longer just the eldest son of Zhao Beiwang.

On the side, Zhao Beiwang looked at Zhao Ning's eyes a little complicated, not lacking in appreciation, but also ashamed, and with some level-eyed meaning. This shows that he no longer only treats Zhao Ning as a son and can teach him a lesson at will, but has more equality.

Wang Rouhua is much simpler, looking at Zhao Ning's eyes full of pride, there is a sense of joy that my son has finally grown into a husband.

After Zhao Ning left, Zhao Beiwang suddenly said: "I have learned a lot about this battle, and I have touched the threshold of Wang Ji Realm. With the right timing, I'll be able to step into new horizons soon!"