The guards supported by the central army of the Bingzhou army finally arrived, and Chu Luxu also repelled the cavalry of the Yongjun army that intercepted him, slightly recovering the decline of the right flank of the Bingzhou army.

The left formation of the Yongjun army also stopped marching, and if it weren't for Jingxing mobilizing a thousand fresh troops to participate in the battle, Huang Gai would not have been able to launch an offensive, after all, it was noon at this time, and the physical strength of the soldiers of the two armies was almost close to the limit. And it's June, it's the hot season.

After the Yongjun offensive stopped, the two sides once again fell into a brutal tug-of-war.

"———— Cymbal"

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sound of Mingjin withdrawing troops finally sounded in the large array of the two sides.

The black and black and red waves slowly receded, and both sides dragged their wounded soldiers and staggered back to their respective camps.

The wilderness outside the city of Yuanxian was already devastated, covered with broken weapons, shredded armor, and the corpses of dead soldiers, but the original green grass was now a dark red color.

The camps on both sides fell silent.

But everyone knows that this is just the calm before the rainstorm, and the next collision will be even more intense.

Not four moments

"Woo————

The middle army of the state army suddenly sounded a low horn.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of thick war drums slowly sounded in the army, alarming the soldiers of the Bingzhou Army who had just eaten in the camp.

"Gathering Troops and Drums ......"

In the camp of the soldiers trapped in the state army, Wang Xu took the lead in standing up, looked up in the direction of the Chinese army, and everyone slowly got up from the ground.

The soldiers of the Bingzhou Army can be said to be the unit with the greatest casualties in the entire Bingzhou Army, they withstood the fiercest attack of the Yong Army, and also won the most outstanding feats.

Wang Xu's team originally had 63 soldiers, but now only 14 people can stand up, and the captain Li Ji was killed.

Like Wang Xu's team, there were many more than half of the casualties among the fallen warriors, and even the entire team, and even the entire army.

The flag officer stood outside the military tent with the captain's flag, Wang Xu and the others finally checked the armor and blades on their bodies, and lined up silently under the captain's flag. Then they slowly walked towards the location of the school field, and as usual, more and more sergeants joined their queue along the road.

It's just that they don't have the same high morale and bright armor as in the past, and many of them bow their heads and move forward silently. I don't know how many of the former robes have passed away forever, left them, and fell on the field outside the city of Yuanxian County.

Wang Xu looked up at the front, and in front of their team was another team of soldiers from the same capital. When the army set out, Wang Xu was in front of fifty heavily armed and high-morale warriors, but now there were only eight soldiers covered in blood and tattered armor. They walked silently between the tents.

The flag bearer, who liked to joke, was already missing at this time, and the usually taciturn captain was no longer in the queue.

Wang Xu tilted his head to look at their flag bearer. Their flag bearer limped at this point, but he held the captain's flag tightly.

The flag officer's thigh was cut by the halberd of the Yongjun armor, but after a simple bandage, he still chose to return to the trap brigade.

Wang Xu actually didn't understand, he couldn't understand why the flag officer was unwilling to stay in the safe wounded barracks, but wanted to return to the battle formation.

The fierceness of the battle with the Yongjun is far beyond Wang Xu's imagination, he has not experienced wars, but the fierceness of the battles is far less than today's war.

The battles he has experienced are only hundreds of people in a melee, and more than a dozen people fight in groups. At most, there are only a thousand people, and although the two sides are in formation, it will not be long before one side will inevitably be defeated.

Even if he encountered the Badman known as the Wolf of the Steppe, it was only with a large number of troops that he repelled the attack of the Badman.

What he saw and heard on the battlefield today stimulated Wang Xu's nerves.

Thousands of people marched in formation, their spears and halberds as dense as the trees in the mountains, and the enemy in front of them was not dressed in sackcloth and held in a crude hand

Bandits who make blades indiscriminately, but elite Yongjun soldiers who wear sturdy armor and hold sharp swords.

Those elites of the Yongjun army who were fully armored were even more terrifying than the Xiong Zhen that Wang Xu had encountered in Taihang Mountain.

He finally understood what the dignified array that the army had been emphasizing before meant.

In the dignified array, thousands of people lined up to advance, the brave could not go first, and the cowardly could not lag behind. The cluster of spears poked, the cluster of spears poked, the knives slashed, and the knives returned him. People are crowded side by side, and it is difficult to even turn around, let alone jump left and right to dodge. If one person turns back, the public is suspicious, and if one person shifts his inch, the public must also win the heart, and they can tolerate advancing or retreating.

He still remembered the terrifying scene when the Yongjun soldiers rushed into battle, the elite of the Yongjun army wearing heavy armor, under the leadership of the Yongjun officer with the helmet and feathers, pounced into the formation like a tiger in the mountain, and shattered the various military formations.

The soldiers of the state army can only rely on the method of battle formation learned in training to maintain the military formation.

In the battle array, the trapped warriors of the state army stood shoulder to shoulder, close together, and tried their best to arrange a dense military formation to barely compete with the elite of the Yong army.

In a matter of moments, the various battalions of the state army had already completed the assembly in their respective camps.

It's just that most of the camps are much more vacant than before, and an indescribable mood spreads among the troops of the state.

The north wind howled, and the banners in the state military camp were blown by the wind and hunted.

The rest of the Warrior Brigade had all assembled in the camp.

The drums disappeared, but there was no general on the high platform, and no one to explain what to do, just to assemble them on the school grounds.

There was a slight commotion in the crowd, but it soon calmed down, and the military discipline established by Wang Rong had been firmly imprinted in their minds during months of training.

There are dozens of heads at the camp gate of the trapped warriors at this time, which are the soldiers who violated military discipline on the battlefield before, and no one dares to provoke the tiger whiskers of the military judge.

Just as the soldiers on the school field were puzzled, a rapid sound of horses' hooves sounded from the camp gate.

Then a dark "Tang" character banner appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"General!"

Everyone recognized the owner of the flag, and only one person in the entire army was qualified to use the Daxu, and the crowd was in an uproar.

Wang Rong's prestige in the army has almost reached its peak.

During this period of time, after continuous development, the unification of the Kyushu League has been continuously developed, and there are already many supporters among the four trump cards directly under the Bingzhou Army, coupled with Wang Rong's vigorous promotion, each team must have Yu Hou or Du Yu Hou of the Merge State Army to implement the concept of unifying the Kyushu League, only one third of the fallen warriors are reserve members of the Unification Kyushu League.

Under the propaganda of Yu Hou and Du Yu Hou of these annexed state armies, Wang Rong has been deified.

The appearance of Wang Rong made the originally gloomy atmosphere in the trapped brigade slowly disappear.

And the state army was trapped under the high platform of the brigade school field.

Wang Rong's mood at the moment is very complicated, this battle is related to the direction of the entire Bingzhou army, and it is also related to his own fate.

If you win, it will be like a dragon entering the sea, and from then on, the world will be at its mercy. At that time, Wang Rong will be a prince and achieve hegemony.

If defeated, he can only escape into the mountains, occupy the mountains as the king, become a small bandit, survive in the cracks of the major forces, and finally surrender to the command of powerful princes, life and death are in the hands of others.

Wang Rong stood on the high platform, and the eyes of all the soldiers in the audience were focused on him.

"The world is in turmoil, the people are in distress, and the state is the home of all the soldiers, and the people of the state are our parents and brothers!"

The guards of the high platform and the state army repeated Wang Rong's words loudly, and they wanted to make sure that everyone in the camp could hear Wang Rong's words.

"The Yongjun called us traitors. But what about them? The Bearded Man is our feud, they can join forces with the feud without shame to kill their own people, such a court, such an emperor, what use are we going to come?!"

Wang Rong

Holding the railing tightly, he roared loudly.

All the sergeants in the audience held their blades tightly, and they remembered the past.

Since the war, the inhabitants of the prefecture have become disaster victims, and bandits are rampant, and most of the people have either become bandits or have fled into the mountains to escape the war.

There are also soldiers from the three northern counties, who have personally experienced the crimes of the Yongjun army of the Xushan Imperial Court and the sworn enemies of the Huanghu Dynasty who joined forces to kill the people of the three northern counties.

"Dayong has perished, and the state should be established! Now we are waiting for the state to gather and rise up, and we will definitely change the destiny of heaven in the world! Although we have no strong soldiers, we have all the people of the world! The puppet emperor will be overthrown, and we will take his place!"

"And the state of Wansheng!"

As soon as Wang Rong's words fell, countless soldiers in the entire camp who were trapped in the state army had already raised their blades high and responded to Wang Rong feverishly.

"Mansheng !! in the state"

"Mansheng !! in the state"

"Mansheng !! in the state"

The sound of the mountain roaring and tsunami came from the audience, and thousands of people gathered together to shout and roar, and its momentum was like the sky falling apart, deafening!

At the same time, in the rest of the camp, the generals in armor were repeating the same words as Wang Rong.

More and more shouts rang out, and countless soldiers of the state army raised their arms and shouted.

"Woo————

The sound of trumpets came and went in the camp of the Bingzhou army, and countless horns were sounded.

The state army is bidding farewell to those robes who died outside the city of Yuan County with the sound of horns.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The passionate war drums sounded from the camp, and a black banner galloped out of the camp first, and countless soldiers of the state army also followed.

In less than five minutes, the state army came out again.

The black torrent rolled forward, and countless soldiers wearing pure black iron helmets gathered again under the banner of the dark Daxu, marching in the direction of Yuan County!