On the day the Turks entered the ambush circle of the Zhenjiang army, the Weinan Plain was covered with torrential rain.

Heavy rain fell for three days and three nights, and the Turkic soldiers and horses were surrounded for three days and three nights.

On the fourth day, the rain finally stopped, and Ronia and Helianchon were together again.

Neither to the east nor to the west, they failed to break through the blockade of the Zhenjiang army.

The old marshal Helian was so angry that he cursed again and again, and he couldn't understand why the cavalry couldn't rush into the phalanx.

Ronia helplessly told him: Standing on the opposite side is the heavily armored infantry corps that Li Jiangyao has spent a lot of effort and a lot of money to build. This kind of strong army made of gold has long gone beyond the traditional concept of infantry, where they are, there is a fortress that can be moved.

Cavalry could easily crush infantry, but definitely could not crush a fortress.

"In that case, what do you say?" Helian Xiong asked depressedly.

Rohnya looked at the exhausted Turkic warriors around her and gave her own advice: rest.

Have a good night's rest first, and then talk about it when you have enough energy!

However, the Prince of the Temple wanted to rest, but Li Jiangyao did not agree.

Three days of heavy rain caused the water level of Weishui to rise rapidly, and the waves on the river were almost level with the embankment.

Li Jiangyao ordered the Second Army, which was the best at civil engineering and fortifications, to send seven teams that night to dig embankments along the Weishui. Overnight, the seven executions of Weishui, and the surging flood water poured directly into the camp of the Turks.

Although the flow of Weishui was not comparable to the scale of the Jinhe River, and the power of its flood discharge was not enough to drown people, the knee-deep yellow mud soup still made the Turkic army miserable.

Looking at the soldiers soaked in the water, Ronia's heart made her want to cry. The Prince of the Temple, who has been invincible all over the world for decades and has never been so sloppy as he is today.

In the middle of the night, Helian Xiong and Duke Druhan waded through the water to find him and asked him how he was still sleeping, crawling in the water to sleep? The grief-stricken Rhonia turned her heart aside: Fuck, don't sleep! Breakthrough!

Helian Xiong glanced at him helplessly: Your Royal Highness, you said it lightly. War horses can't run in the water at all, so what can they charge?

Ronia couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, thinking that it was indeed the case, she was completely confused just now, so she said such reckless words. He nodded awkwardly, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with an idea, so he had to let the soldiers temporarily get on their horses and rest for the night, which was better than soaking in water all the time.

In this way, the Turkic army suffered all night in the flood, and finally waited until dawn for the flood to gradually drain down the ditches to the south. However, the ground was now even more muddy than before, and the horses' hooves were slippery on it.

Ronia saw it in his eyes, and a bad omen surged in his heart: In this case, how could Li Jiangyao miss it easily?

He was right, Li Jiangyao certainly wouldn't miss such a good opportunity.

The drums of war were beating, the military trumpets were melodious, and the neat pace shook the earth, and the 400,000 Zhenjiang troops all set out to surround the Turks.

Seeing that the mighty army was constantly approaching him, the exhausted Turkic tribes quickly shrank, and finally all of them were crammed into a small area within a radius of five or six miles, barely forming a dozen cavalry formations of various sizes.

To be honest, the Turkic people, who were once invincible, were really a little panicked at this time.

Xu Youchang rode in front of the formation, and used his internal force to send his voice far away: "Where is the Prince of the Temple?" Most of the Zhenjiang army wants you to come out and answer! ”

Hearing this, Ronia couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, and then said hello to Helianxiong and the others beside him, and galloped out of the formation alone.

At the same time, Li Jiangyao also appeared alone in front of the two armies. He and Ronia walked in the opposite direction, getting closer and closer, and finally converged.

Facing his old rival, Ronia's heart was mixed, with both resentment and admiration. He maintained the usual demeanor and pride of a Turkic soldier, and took the lead in speaking: "Li Daduhu, if you have anything to say, please speak up." ”

Li Jiangyao sat on horseback, looked at the other party calmly, and said loudly: "Your Royal Highness, you lost." ”

"I'm afraid it's too early to say whether you win or lose." Ronia's expression was arrogant: "My Turkic Iron Cavalry has not yet fought with all its might, how can it be defeated?" ”

Li Jiangyao smiled and said: "Your Highness is a famous general who has been on the battlefield for a long time, and when the two armies face each other, how to win and why to lose, you actually know best in your heart." The Turkic army suffered repeated setbacks, and was trapped by me in a land of size, exhausted and defeated. Is there anything else to argue about this? ”

Ronia looked up to the sky and laughed: "Before the victory is decided, everything you talk about is false!" Isn't it clear that most of them can't protect the truth of survival and turning defeat into victory? What exactly do you want to tell me? Hurry up! ”

Li Jiangyao said word by word: "I hope you can recognize the situation clearly, disarm and surrender." ”

"Ridiculous!" Roña waved her hand: "I have been on the battlefield for decades, and I have never considered such a thing!" Turkic warriors, there is no surrender to death! ”

Li Jiangyao turned his head to look at the battlefields on all sides, and said calmly: "I am giving you the last chance to live." Ronia, you are not in the Western Continent, and this is not a glorious battle to defend the Turkic Empire. As an aggressor, knowing that there is no hope of victory, and still want his sons to die in vain, is it necessary to be so stubborn? ”

A few simple words directly hit Ronia's soft underbelly. Li Jiangyao was right, the Turks traveled thousands of miles to conquer the Shengtang Dynasty in order to plunder land and wealth and enslave the people of the Eastern Continent. For this purpose, if the war goes well, it is fine, and it seems that they are invincible and show off their might, but once they fall into despair with no chance of winning, it is difficult for the soldiers to have the determination to fight to the death.

Although loyalty to the Great Khan and the honor of the Turkic soldiers can also inspire many people, it is only self-deception and fanaticism, and it is difficult to achieve true momentum.

The Prince of the Temple was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled bitterly and said coldly: "Things have come to this point, what else is there to say?" Our hands are stained with the blood of the Shengtang people, and the two sides have formed a hatred that cannot be resolved for generations, and we hope to continue to live? No kidding. ”

He raised his head and stared at Li Jiangyao with blazing eyes: "Dadu Hu, thank you for still thinking about letting the soldiers on both sides bleed less at this time." However, I need your respect even more. ”

Of course, Li Jiangyao knew what the other party meant by "respect", so he nodded lightly: "Since this is the case, then I will meet His Highness's request." In a quarter of an hour, our army will launch a general attack, so get ready! ”

With that, he pulled the reins and ran to the main formation without looking back.

Ronia looked at Li Jiangyao's back, and suddenly felt a little lost in his heart, and he didn't know whether he regretted it because he refused the opportunity to lay down his arms, or because he felt confused about the fate of the Turkic army.

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The final decisive battle kicked off with the earth-shattering drums of war.

The Zhenjiang army transferred dozens of huge drums, and the sound of the drums rang out loudly, instantly spreading throughout the entire battlefield within a radius of fifteen miles.

Amid the rumbling drums, the 400,000-strong army formed hundreds of phalanxes and advanced from three directions, east, west, and south, towards the core area. The strong sense of oppression could not help but destroy the nerves of the Turkic cavalry.

Ronia knew very well in her heart that if she had been in such a passive state, she would not need to charge the Zhenjiang army, and her soldiers and horses would collapse first. So, he passed down the order, and the Turkic iron cavalry was divided into three directions,-for-tat, and the first to fight.

However, the Turks did not expect that the first to greet them was not the rock-solid heavy infantry, but 600 giant ballistae that could move flexibly!

The crossbows, equipped with mixed infantry and cavalry regiments, unleashed merciless fire on the surging cavalry. The loud sound of the bowstring bracket was incessant, and hundreds of "javelins" flew into the cavalry group in the blink of an eye.

A thousand paces away, three rounds of blows, and the Turks suffered heavy casualties.

Immediately afterwards, 100,000 heavily armored infantry formed a series of "iron walls" in front of the cavalry, and behind the iron walls, there were countless archers and crossbowmen.

Dense arrows flew into the sky, just like the torrential rain of the previous days, overwhelmingly covering the Turkic cavalry that was advancing rapidly.

For a time, people turned on their backs, and it was miserable.

In contrast, the Turkic archers were better at the kung fu, and each arrow was angled, fast and accurate. However, the arrows hit the thick iron armor and clanged, but it was difficult to cause much damage to the Zhenjiang army.

The heavy infantry, protected by three layers of ironclad armor, not only did not care about the attack of arrows, but also had no fear of the Turkic cavalry that rushed to the front. They wielded their long knives and axes like peasants harvesting rice and wheat, cutting down the enemy troops in front of them.

After a few rounds of death-like shocks, the Turks finally got honest.

Ronia commanded the troops and horses to re-organize into a group, turned from offensive to defensive, and began a positional defensive battle.

He thought that he would use war horses to form a formation, and the effect of resisting the impact would not be much worse than that of the hoplites of the Zhenjiang army. But it's a pity that Li Jiangyao, the sixth old, didn't plan to send his subordinates to charge at all.

The Zhenjiang Army is playing long-range strikes!

After advancing eight hundred paces of the hoplites' line, they were firmly entrenched in place, and the mobile crossbows and archers, heavily protected by the shield array, fired wildly at the opposite side.

In the unobstructed plains and wilderness, thousands of Turkic cavalry suddenly became live targets.

I want to rush, but I can't rush; I wanted to defend it, but I could only be beaten on the spot. This situation could not help but make the Turkic generals feel deep despair.

"Well, I'll just say, I should have brought the trebuchet before." Li Jiangyao looked at the enemy soldiers who were screaming with their heads on the other side, and couldn't help muttering: "How good would it be if we made a bunch of fire oil bombs and bombarded him solidly at this time?" ”

Xu Youchang couldn't help laughing: "You're too ruthless, isn't that enough?" I don't think Ronia can hold it anymore. ”

Li Jiangyao sneered: "Where is this?" Since they only want to be strong and do not want to surrender, then satisfy them! You go and tell the troops that there are enough arrows, finish shooting during the day, and continue at night! ”