The sudden heavy rain temporarily suspended Wang Yue's plan to sweep the periphery of Kaifeng.

But there is no need for it.

Because Deng Xunren himself collapsed.

"This horse fight, it's just magic!"

In the pouring rain, Wang Yue stood on the road outside Ma Kaiyuan, crying and laughing at the completely spectacular scene in front of him......

Countless soldiers who collapsed.

The low-hanging clouds, the pouring rain, the soldiers who had lost their armor were almost endless, they cried and screamed and rushed madly to the Bianhe River in front of them, scrambling for bridges to cross the river, boats crossing the river, and even some people rushing directly into the river. In short, they were all desperate to flee to the north shore, many of them were overwhelmed by their companions in the chaos, and they were trampled under their feet before they could stand up, not only ordinary soldiers, but even saw a purple robe in Wang Yue's field of vision, he was also swept down by the fleeing soldiers, and disappeared into the sea of people in a blink of an eye.

Perhaps three years later, the same was true of the Song troops on the banks of the Yellow River who were defeated by the drums of the Lou Chamber.

"They just turned around and drowned me!"

Wang Yue sighed with a complicated look.

"General, what's going on, aren't they here for reinforcements?"

Yang Zaixing was stunned.

Most of these routs were Deng Xunren's troops, he originally attacked the gates in the north of the city, and immediately gathered 20,000 Hebei forbidden troops after learning the news, ready to come over and join forces with Fan Zhixu, and then fight to the death with Wang Yue, but just crossed the Bianhe River Fan Zhixu's troops arrived, and the result was ......

"That's what the rout looks like!"

Gao Jie said.

"But we haven't fought yet?"

Yang Zaixing still couldn't understand the scene in front of him.

He's still too young!

"This is called coercion, the most terrible thing on the battlefield is often not the enemy, but their own rout, the enemy knows to resist desperately, but their own rout rushes, unless the commander takes decisive measures to kill a group of deterres, otherwise they rush into their own formation, and it is pure dreaming not to be coerced and defeated together, it is obvious that the commander on the opposite side does not understand these at all."

Gao Jie said with some vicissitudes.

Obviously, he also remembered the battles he had fought in the past six years in Liaodong, and it was estimated that he had experienced a lot of such scenes.

Liao's loss is also very magical!

Wang Yue urged the rhinoceros forward.

The routs in front of them, who had no time to escape, fell to their knees on the side of the road in horror one by one.

Wang Yue waved his hand very casually, signaling them to get out of here, don't be angry with him here, although he is the winner, but in the face of this magical victory, he really can't feel the joy of victory!

This is the Great Song Dynasty!

Three years later, they're on the verge of collapse!

But the victor at that time was not him, but the alien invaders, who would not wave their hands to let these routs go, they would not hesitate to raise the butcher knives in their hands. It is conceivable that if Wang Yue ordered the cavalry behind him to continue to attack at this time, there would not be a funny collapse in front of him, but a sea of corpses and blood, and the Bianhe River would become a river of blood. And after only three years in the original history, all this will come true, not only the water of the Bianhe River will be stained red with blood, but the vast majority of the rivers and mountains of these thousands of miles will be stained red with blood one by one in such a rout.

The prosperity of the Qingming Shanghe map will also be wiped out by blood in such a rout.

Mourn its misfortune and be angry with it!

"How's this view?"

He stopped beside the purple-robed officer and said slowly as he watched the collapse on the Bianhe River.

The latter struggled to get up.

"You traitor, why should the official family fail you, you want to destroy this prosperous world!"

He said angrily.

He spat out a mouthful of blood as he spoke.

He probably had internal injuries from being stepped on, and there was blood on his face and beard, and the worst thing was that one of his arms was obviously broken, and he didn't know what he had just experienced.

"Shengshi?"

Wang Yue smiled disdainfully.

Then he pointed to the routs who were trembling along.

These are the Hebei Forbidden Army, that is, similar to the scum he saw in Xiongzhou last time, all in tattered clothes, holding obviously rotten weapons, and many of them actually have no weapons......

I have to say that Zheng Xunren is also big-hearted, and he actually brought such an army to fight him to the death.

He didn't ask the Seed Master Dao how he lost?

It's not surprising, though.

After all, the Hebei Forbidden Army recruited by Master Tong is also like this, and he has collected all the materials that can be collected in warehouses in Hebei last time, and those who can also fight have also been collected, and what remains is nothing more than scum. In total, it has only been a month since the Kaifeng Incident started, how can Deng Xunren have the ability to really arm these scum in such a short period of time, and he can collect tens of thousands of people to come to him is already considered to have some talent.

"You ask them if this is a prosperous age?"

Wang Yue said.

"The small people have all the leaders, so that they will not die in vain and the ravine will be prosperous, do you want anything else?"

The purple robe sneered.

"You see, our principles are different.

Why can't they ask for anything else, why do you eat meat but they have to eat grass, why can you be hairpins for generations, father and son will always be in high places, but they will be trampled by you for generations?

Why?

Can't they cut off your heads with a single sword?

You're Deng Xunren, right?

Your father Deng Juan is the middle of the imperial history, your brother Deng Xunwu is the privy, you are the pacification envoy, you can indeed say here that being able to keep them alive is already a gift to them, in your opinion, sheep should be sheep for generations, you should eat their meat for generations. But I would like to ask you why we don't listen to you, why can't we trample you under our feet, and see, I can step on you now!

I'll give you Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's words for them......"

Wang Yue lowered his head......

"The prince and the prince of the generals, rather have a kind!"

He said.

As soon as he lifted the reins, the rhinoceros raised its front hooves rather dissatisfied, and then unceremoniously stepped on the purple robe's chest, which instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood and tilted its head to the side.

This should be Deng Xunren.

Anyway, it's either Deng Xunren or Fan Zhixu, there are two purple robes in these two armies, although they are prefects, but the prefects of Henan Mansion and the Zhidaimyo's Mansion are not the kind of prefects of Zhang Shuye, these two are a Xijing and a Beijing, and the prefects have to be palace bachelors, and Zhang Shuye's kind is also a waiting system.

Stamped to death, trampled to death!

Trampling to death is a blessing that belongs to them!

Wang Yue likes the word good fortune more and more!

"General!"

At this time, the Cao Cheng brothers came over.

The soldiers behind them were still dragging the general of the previous cavalry, who was not injured, but was covered in mud, and should have fallen into a ditch during the retreat and was caught, and this guy was still struggling very unconvinced.

"What's it called?"

Wang Yue said.

"Wang Yan, the deputy general of the sixth general of Hedong Road, if you want to kill, you have to listen to the honor!"

The man said dryly.

"Do you know Li Xiaozhong?"

Wang Yue said.

"I've worked with him under the old Zhong Jing's public account before, and I can call him a brother."

Wang Yan said.

"He said the same thing, let him go!"

Wang Yue said.

Cao Cheng hurriedly untied Wang Yan.

"What does Your Excellency want to do, Wang has been loyal and righteous for generations, and will never be in the same stream as you, even if Your Excellency releases Wang, Wang will eventually return to the official army and be your enemy."

Wang Yan said very stiffly.

"Ha, just your ability, it's not worth my attention, let you go because I have some friendship with Li Xiaozhong, and I don't want you to surrender, don't be amorous there, hurry up, you will come back if you have the ability, I promise to come back even if I catch you again or let you go, believe it or not, you will be this life for the rest of your life?"

Wang Yue said.

Anyway, he is also the founder of the Eight-Character Army, so just find an excuse and let it go.

Wang Yan looked at him with indignation.

But in the end, he didn't dare to do anything, after all, the image of this guy in front of him above the rhinoceros is still very desperate.

"Farewell, the grace of not killing, there will be retribution!"

He said hatefully.

"Take this guy with you, at least I'm not in the mood to attack Uncle Zhang again today, you give him to Uncle Zhang, by the way, tell him that his niece has now been in my hands, they are all relatives, let him rest assured, if I catch him, I will definitely not kill him, how should I call him after this meeting?"

Hahahaha! ”

Wang Yue laughed wildly with the temperament of a villain.

Amid his laughter, Wang Yan gloomily walked over and picked up the purple-robed corpse, and then walked towards the messy Bianhe River in front of him......

The first large-scale attack on Kaifeng by King Qin's army ended magically.

Two of the four-way coaches died, and Deng Xunren was trampled to death by the rhinoceros.

As for Fan Zhixu, he took advantage of the chaos to hide in Qionglin Yuan, and then changed his clothes to escape, but his army of 30,000 completely collapsed, and he finally collected less than 10,000 left, and then fled back to Zhongmu without hesitation to wait for backup. Deng Xunren's troops also collapsed, but fortunately, Zhang Shuye and Liu Guangguo arrived quickly, and finally gathered more than 10,000, together with their two subordinates, a total of 30,000 to retreat to Chenqiaoyi. After the death of Li Yan on the southern front, the 20,000 army was completely scattered, and Xu Churen led the remnants of the defeated army like a frightened bird, and fled from Qingcheng in the rain that night until the sky.

The great painter who learned the news could only silently ask people to send 100,000 silver coins to reward meritorious soldiers......

Well, I don't need to talk about what kind of work.

In short, General Yang and his subordinates have merit.

If you do something, you will be rewarded.

Saying that, this result made all the princes of the inner city look up to the sky and sigh.

Why don't they understand why this is the result, the 90,000 army fought by 1,500 cavalry collapsed, is there such a strange thing in the world?

However, this battle also saved King Yun.

After all, King Qin's army was defeated by himself, so there was no need for him to go out of the city to tell him.

It's a pity that the cold sweat on his head wiped a little early, because only five days later, Liu Yanqing, Liu Tao, Zhang Shuye, who went and returned, Du Chong, the newly joined Zhicang Prefecture, and the four troops with a total of 100,000 Qinwang troops came to Chenzhou Gate again......