Zhou Yunyi looked at the endless Liang military camp on the other side of the river, and his expression was grim.

Liang Jun is the best in the world, and no one dares to take it lightly in front of them, let alone Zhou Yunyi.

A large number of corpses were scattered on both banks, and the blood collected into a small stream that flowed into the Yellow River.

In the Yellow River, there are layers of floating corpses, densely packed, and as the river flows downward, these corpses will be slowly devoured by fish and turtles for a long time.

Zhou Yunyi did not have the joy of winning.

Because these were the army in the river that was forcibly driven across the river by Li Si'an.

The tragic scene two hours ago, Zhou Yunyi still remembers that the army in the river was driven down the river to erect a pontoon bridge crying and screaming, and many people took off their armor and only wrapped a piece of wood.

A few months ago, they had assisted the Tang court in encircling Li Maozhen, and now they were enemies again.

Zhou Yunyi is not soft-hearted, and he can't be soft-hearted.

In such troubled times, standing on the battlefield, there are no innocents.

They had a choice. His Majesty has given them a choice.

But there are always people who choose the wrong path.

This can't be regarded as a war, it can only be regarded as a massacre, and the army in the river was driven down the river like cattle, sheep and livestock, as if Li Si'an was using death to deter Zhou Yunyi.

There were also Hezhong troops who resisted, but without armor and weapons, they were still slaughtered like lambs by the Liang army, and their bodies were thrown into the Yellow River.

For a while, Zhou Yunyi saw that not far from the opposite bank, a silver-armored white horse enemy general was staring at him with a long plastic in his hand, and behind him, he was carrying seven or eight spears diagonally.

Zhou Yunyi quickly felt the hostility in his eyes, like two fierce beasts in the dark jungle testing each other's breath.

As if God was joking, Zhou Yunyi also likes to wear silver armor.

The two looked at each other across the Yellow River.

Immediately, Li Si'an lifted the long sculpture, and the troops behind him were all in unison, and his figure disappeared behind the soldiers.

Different from the cowering of the Hezhong army, the Liang army jumped into the river enthusiastically, holding a log in one hand and a shield in the other, struggling to swim towards the opposite bank, and some even used the floating corpses of the Hezhong army as a shield to resist the rain of arrows.

Zhou Yunyi stopped the rain of arrows that gradually became ineffective, and the consumption of the army in the river made the arrows in the army nervous.

"Spear Array!"

After waiting for a long time, the three thousand spear arrays raised their spears, like reeds suddenly growing on the riverbank.

Small groups of Liang troops had crossed the river bank and were trying to establish positions.

Dozens of logs in the river were gathered together to form an unstable pontoon bridge, and the spearmen of the Liang army could not hold it back, so they jumped on the rickety driftwood and rushed forward.

Behind them, the cavalry of the Liang army was ready to go.

The silver-armored general was stationed at the front, looking at the battlefield with cold eyes.

"Enter!" With Zhou Yunyi's order, Tuoba Yungui personally advanced with a spear array.

Adjacent to him was the spear array led by Li Sizhou.

Li Sizhou was more combative than anyone else, as if the bloodline of Li Tang's ancestors was awakened in his body.

When the two armies approached, the Liang army's hideous face was like a beast, and they did not defend, but rushed over under the leadership of a Liang general.

Thousands of spears were like the teeth of a fierce beast, biting together and chewing continuously, countless flesh and blood were ground and countless lives were taken away.

Although the number of Liang soldiers is small, they are extremely brave, as if they don't know what death is, some people's bodies have been pierced, some people's bodies have been stabbed with more than a dozen spears, as long as they don't fall, they still struggle to stab forward.

Flesh, broken bones, brains, internal organs.....

Red, white, and black were all over the ground.

The strong smell of blood attracted crows to hover the battlefield, some falling into the river and the corpses, pecking at the corpses' eyes, and sometimes staring at the battlefield with dark eyes, as if they did not understand why humans were so cruel to kill each other.

It wasn't until the sound of horses' hooves on the pontoon bridge that they were alarmed, and they flapped their wings and flew into the sky, coveting the flesh and blood on the battlefield, unwilling to fly far, and circling around the battlefield.

When Li Si'an's cavalry stepped onto the pontoon bridge, Zhou Yunyi threw all the remaining seven spear formations into the battlefield.

The best defense is offense, if you can't hurt Li Si'an and suppress his arrogance, this kind of fight will never end!

His Majesty often said that a qualified general is not about how many enemies he kills, but how many soldiers survive.

A spear stabbed Tuoba Yungui in the shoulder, but fortunately he was wearing armor on both sides, otherwise the blow would have destroyed him directly.

"Kill!" The fierce battle made Tuoba Yungui feel no pain, and he stabbed his spear into the chest of his enemy with his backhand.

The enemy was also wearing heavy armor, the spear did not pierce his body, his eyes were blood-red, and with a roar, the spear stabbed forward hard.

Tuoba Yungui also roared, and the spear pierced his heart, killing the enemy instantly.

He looked at the entire battlefield, the Liang army that crossed the river had been almost cleaned up, but his own losses were also very large, one of the three thousand spear formations was directly abolished, and the remaining two were also incomplete.

At this time, the cavalry of the Liang army was already about to rush ashore.

Tuoba Yungui's eyes were blood-red, "There is no advance or retreat!" “

In the face of cavalry, to retreat is to die. The two remnants of the formation came closer together and pushed forward.

The enemy rushed to the forefront of the famous white general Li Si'an, the white horse and silver armor are long and plastic, and the plastic front reflects the autumn sun.

As soon as the spearman in front raised his spear, Li Si'an threw a spear on the horse, nailed the two spearmen in front and behind him to the ground, the white horse jumped over, and Changsu took advantage of the situation to harvest a few lives.

The spear array was suddenly opened a gap, and the cavalry behind it rushed in, leaving behind the corpses of the Praetorian Guards.

Tuoba Yungui was a little confused, and this was the first time he felt fear.

The spear formation of thousands of people was actually pierced by this person.

Immediately he felt even greater shame, ashamed of his fears.

"The enemy will leave! Tuoba Cloud is here! “

However, Li Si'an didn't look at him, but kept rushing forward, and he had only one target, an enemy general wearing silver armor like himself.

Zhou Yunyi didn't know that the enemy who rushed towards him would be the famous Li Si'an, but Li Si'an was extremely fierce, and the spear on his back was thrown one after another, and the knight behind him kept sending the spear to him, causing the spear array to stop him at all.

Seeing that Li Si'an was about to rush in front of him, Zhou Yunyi let the two hundred soldiers around him form a formation.

Among the first nine commanders, only Xin Shilang and Ashina Zhenyan were known for their bravery.

And Zhou Yunyi has never been known for his force in the army.

Now facing the menacing Li Si'an, Zhou Yunyi was a little flustered.

He was not afraid of death, but afraid that after his death, the whole army would be scattered, Pu Han would be lost, the Liang army would drive straight in, and His Majesty's ambition to revive the Tang Dynasty would be ruined.

Reviving Datang has always been Zhou Yunyi's long-cherished wish.

He was glad that this long-cherished wish had been fulfilled little by little in the hands of His Majesty.

But maybe you can't see it yourself.

"Death!" Li Si'an roared, his face full of hideous sneers.

A spear flew out of his hand, glistening in the autumn sun, turning into a brilliant arc.