Before the battle.

Wei Qing took a deep breath.

When I felt the surging cavalry coming like a mountain of mountains.

Only then did he understand why the Han army was vulnerable in front of these people.

The ribcage rises and falls.

He roared angrily in the direction of Zhang Qi!

"Zhang Qi !!!"

"Rebels and thieves! Death!! ”

"Hahaha! Then you can get it! ”

"Gear Ride! Kill the enemy left and right! ”

"Charge!"

Gao Dazhan was on the horse, Zhang Qi roared.

He has no grudges with Wei Qing, but he will not become a person after all if he has different ideas.

Accompanied by mounted cavalry, the flanks were separated to kill the well-armed Han army.

Zhang Qi.

ran into Wei Qing head-on.

The results speak for themselves.

No matter how well-equipped these soldiers were, they would be dead end in the face of such a flesh-and-blood tank that they had never encountered.

Although their will to fight is tenacious, they are no match for the gap in equipment.

The era of cold weapons.

Once the gap in equipment is formed, it will be even more lethal than in the era of firearms.

Because no matter how backward firearms are, they can kill people, but cold weapons are different, and if they can't be moved, they can't be killed.

Furious, swift.

The personal guard cavalry obeyed Zhang Qi's order and gave this Wei Qing's personal soldier a solemn death.

And Wei Qing himself.

At this moment, two hands grabbed Zhang Qi's halberd.

Blood foamed from his mouth and he breathed with a thick hoarseness.

Hiss. Distant.. Wait. Zhang Qi!"

"Ben will. Defeated, I'll serve! ”

"Go sick .. Child. Let him go, I have already let Ah Liang order to surrender, I use. These 200,000 Han troops are exchanged with you. This is my mother... This is his home address for him and he will listen to you."

"Put it down. He. ”

Wei Qing's voice became smaller and smaller, until there was no longer a trace of breath.

The painting dragon Qingtian halberd was picked, and his body fell on Zhang Qi's horse.

The two items he grabbed in his hand were put away by Zhang Qi, and then the body was thrown onto the horse of a personal guard cavalryman.

"Take him and give it to Liu Che!"

"No!"

The killing has not stopped, but more and more Han soldiers have chosen to lie on the ground.

When Wei Qing led his own troops to intercept Zhang Qi, his adjutant Ah Liang also conveyed Wei Qing's final order to the Han army.

Surrender to live.

Perhaps this is the last bit of conscience for the general.

But it is undeniable that this order allowed many Han troops to survive.

Wei Qing was dead, and the sound of being surrendered to death spread in circles.

Zhang Qi's horse speed gradually slowed down.

Kneeling down is like a wave, spreading outward in layers.

When Zhang Qi stopped completely.

Only his men were standing on the battlefield.

In the formation of the Liaodong Army.

Many of his former colleagues fell to the ground and were unable to get up.

But those who are still alive are looking at one end of the battlefield with their eyes feverish.

There, their ruler is like an overlord in the world, watching everything.

"Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!!"

"The Mighty !!"

Won,

This big battle, they won!

60,000 against 200,000 enemies, and in an all-round confrontation, they won completely!!

They all know that these 200,000 Han troops are not conscripted people, they are real regular soldiers of the Han Dynasty, even so, they still won the final victory with very few casualties, and it was a big victory!

All of this comes from the leadership of the king!

That man!

Invincible in this world!

Invincible!

"Your Majesty!!"

The tsunami-like roar terrified all the Han troops who fell to their knees waiting for surrender.

Some of the bold ones also raised their heads and looked at the demon cavalry that seemed to have come out of a sea of blood.

Zhang Qi raised his head and looked at the sky.

The ears were full of the cheers of the soldiers.

He was also silent for a long time.

I sighed in my heart.

Won.

And so it won.

"That's nice."

His nose was numbed by blood, and after a while, Zhang Qi came back to his senses leisurely.

The heavy cavalry slowly advanced again with his horses.

Only this time, they didn't charge again.

Zhang Qi's war horse stopped beside a young general with a white cloth tied to his head.

"You're Ah Liang?"

"Yes."

Ah Liang's eyes seemed to have mist in them, and they were bloodshot.

In the face of Zhang Qi's question, he nodded silently, and then replied yes.

"General Wei's lieutenant?"

"Yes."

"General Wei told me something before he died, you roughly know."

"Yes."

"Okay, then you will temporarily surrender to the generals, all official positions remain unchanged, I hope that you are all smart people."

"Yes."

"Hmm." Zhang Qi nodded.

"Then let's go, it's still a battalion of 10,000 people, but Ben doesn't want to see them too close."

"Also."

Zhang Qi grabbed the reins of the war horse, turned around and said to Ah Liang.

"Ben will decorate General Wei's body and send it back to the Han Dynasty."

"Although he was defeated, Liu Che should give him a thick burial."

"General Xie!"

Ah Liang knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Qi.

The horse's hooves trampled the earth again, clucking.

The war is over.

Zhang Qi's command counted the casualties in an orderly manner.

It's ridiculous to say.

The tragic battlefield of 260,000 people finally ended with more than 13,000 deaths of the Han army and 433 deaths under Zhang Qi.

Among them, the greatest casualties were none other than the Liaodong Army.

They were responsible for most of the elite deaths.

One hundred and fourteen people.

All died of exhaustion, many pikemen.

Thirty-six people died in the Guerrilla Army, all of whom fell from their horses and died due to injuries caused by the enemy's too close horses.

The rest are all warriors of the Hugh Slaughter Department.

In this battle, although the performance of the Rest and Slaughter Department was not eye-catching.

But it was also done with all its might.

They were following behind the Guyi Army, and more than 300 people were taken away by the stray arrows.

Although there are not many dead, the number of injured is countless.

After the end of the war, the camp of the Han army became the current camp of Zhang Qi.

Wei Qing also worked this fortification.

But now it's cheap, and Zhang Qi picked up a ready-made.

The battalion of wounded soldiers was quickly formed.

Whether it is the elite under Zhang Qi, the warriors of the Xiu Tu Department, or the wounded soldiers of the Han army, they are all being treated.

The Han army was obediently divided into seventeen battalions under the temporary management of Ah Liang, and scattered in Juyanze.

As for whether they will run away.

Zhang Qi smiled, on the grassland, two legs want to run over four legs, it is purely a dream.

And they just lost big.

Not for the time being.

The wounded soldiers were treated with all their might.

Zhang Qi brought out more than a dozen tons of disinfectant alcohol and a large amount of disinfectant bandages from the riding and chopping world.

For trauma, these two things can save a lot of people.

After placing all the wounded soldiers, Zhang Qigu could not rest.

The war ended at dusk, and it was late at night.

On Juyanze, bonfires were scattered sporadically, and in this cold night, these were the only things they could rely on.

Three hundred cavalry guards.

5,000 guerrilla army.

Zhang Qi took the cattle and sheep and began to prepare to subdue the Han army soldiers on Ju Yanze.

(End of chapter)