Chapter 32: The War of Mortals

Yuan Futong was wearing a fiery red coat, riding on a horse, looking at the scene in front of him and being silent.

All kinds of large-scale siege equipment were completely destroyed and discarded in place, and the embers of burned grain and grass could still be seen in the snow.

Han Qing said softly on the side:

"Master Hou, they ran away."

"I'm not blind."

Yuan Futong's calm face could not see emotion.

It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized what kind of enemy he was facing.

According to the battle report, the Yin Shang army had entered the encirclement.

As long as they go a little deeper, even if it is only half a day's journey, they will not be able to escape.

It is unrealistic for 600,000 troops to completely encircle the enemy, and it is necessary to take advantage of the weather to take the enemy by surprise.

Yuan Futong grew up in the north and knew that the weather here would change, and once the sun came out for a few days in a row, there would definitely be a snowstorm behind.

But the enemy fled without warning......

"It is said that Ziyao can divinate the future, I thought it was bluffing."

Yuan Futong let out a long sigh and said:

"This is a miserable ......"

Han Qing frowned slightly and said:

"They fled to the west, can't we directly take 600,000 troops south to Xuemen Pass to attack Jizhou? What's wrong? ”

Yuan Futong looked down at Han Qing and rolled his eyes:

"If you can say something like that, you might as well go and cook me a bowl of noodles."

Han Qing's brows furrowed even deeper when he heard this, and he said suspiciously:

"Am I not right?"

Yuan Futong held the horsewhip and pointed to the south, and replied:

"Going south, although it is where the vitality lies. But now going south is a dead end. ”

Seeing that Han Qing still didn't understand, he said helplessly:

"The prerequisite for going south is that the rear is stable, otherwise we will be lost dogs wherever we go. Believe it or not, if we dare to attack Jizhou, Ziyao will definitely stop moving westward and go straight to Beihai City. ”

He took a deep breath:

"The troops left on Chongcheng's side are only 200,000, and I am not sure that I will capture Jizhou before Wen Zhong fights down, Chentang Pass and Wandering Soul Pass are too close to Jizhou."

Yuan Futong raised three fingers and said solemnly:

"Jizhou City is directly under the jurisdiction of Chaoge, it is impregnable, it can't be attacked in three days, and the reinforcements of the two general troops will be reached, and then Chongcheng and Beihai City will be in the hands of Ziyao, losing strategic depth and losing important cities, we are lambs to be slaughtered."

"So what now?" Han Qing's expression was solemn.

"Ziyao must not be allowed to capture Chongcheng."

Yuan Futong turned his horse's head, stared at the endless army behind him, and ordered in a loud voice:

"Throw away the baggage at once! Hurry to the west! Bite the enemy at all costs! ”

The sky was overcast.

On the land, two waves of armies faced each other from a distance that could be reached by bows and arrows, and the strength of the west was obviously several times worse than that of the east.

"Great wishes, the enemy's strength is about 50,000."

On the slope, Lu Xiong quickly judged the approximate number of the enemy with his battlefield experience.

The cold wind blew in his face, and Bai Yao rode a strong red-maned horse, nodded and said:

"It's the enemy from the west who is preparing to surround us, and their pockets haven't had time to shrink."

His breath was not as weak as it was a few days ago, and after taking the pill given by the four generals of the Demon Family, he recovered a lot.

"If the enemy wants to hold us back, he will stubbornly resist ......"

Baiyao looked into the distance.

There are only two days left for grain and grass, and although Wen Zhong has already sent troops to respond, time waits for no one.

"The last general is going to fight!" ×2

At this time, Su Quanzhong and Ji Fa jumped out at the same time.

The two looked at each other, and their gaze seemed to weave sparks in the air.

Bai Yao looked at the two of them, pondered for a moment, and said lightly:

"Since they all want to fight, then each will lead 5,000 horsemen, and whoever captures the enemy's army first will have the first credit."

When the two heard this, they immediately hugged their fists and said:

"The last general commands!"

When everyone had entered the designated position, Bai Yao gave the order to attack.

"Knock-knock-"

The dreary drums of war sounded again and again, and the atmosphere on the battlefield became more and more solemn.

I saw the flag soldiers waving the flag, and the two wings of the Yin Shang army rushed out of two black lines.

On the left flank, Ji Fa raised the tiger's head spear and shouted:

"More than Su Quanzhong!!"

On the right flank, Su Quanzhong's halberd flicked up, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out:

"Dazhu is looking at us! Don't let Ji Fa take the lead! ”

With the charge of the cavalry, the Yin Shang army took advantage of the situation to press.

The distance of 500 meters is in the blink of an eye.

The shouts of killing rose to the sky, and the wind was blowing.

The two young generals rushed into the enemy formation, for fear that the other party would rob them of their own merits.

Bai Yao calmly looked at the battlefield, thinking that this was still the first field battle with the rebels.

In the face of such a huge gap in numbers, they dare to block head-on, and they want to receive a death order.

It's a pity that if you compare morale, as long as you sit in the army, the morale of the Yin Shang army will be at its peak at any time.

No soldier is afraid of death, not even those who accompany the army.

They are eager to show their bravery in front of their "ancestors" and show their exploits with the blood of their enemies.

The act of war cowardice will not appear in the Great Shang army during the Great Zhu Expedition.

After cultivating, his eyesight was much better than before, and Bai Yao could see the enemy gritting his teeth and desperately resisting, in a vain attempt to delay his journey to Chongcheng with his life.

It's a pity that facing opponents who are far more fanatical than them is tantamount to futility.

Bai Yao remembered the plot from a movie:

After Baldwin IV, the leper king, asked for the true cross, and with the blessing of faith, the crusaders in Jerusalem broke Saladin's Egyptian army.

He was not leprosy, nor was he a cross.

But he is the faith itself, the true god who walks in the world in the hearts of the people of the great merchants.

On the battlefield, the Great Shang army crushed the enemy's formation.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, stumps and broken arms everywhere, and thick black gunpowder smoke drifted into the air.

The Great Shang army is like a giant meat grinder, mercilessly harvesting the lives of its enemies.

Ji had a spear stained with blood, his face was fierce, and he raised his head and stared at the enemy army not far ahead.

"Don't stop! Rush with me! ”

Not far away, Su Quanzhong also saw the big face.

"Hum—"

He laughed wildly and brandished his halberd as if he were a god of death, and an enemy who stood in his way was instantly cut to pieces by the sharp blade of the wind.

"The head work is mine!"

At this time, both saw each other.

In other words, the most they can do is to glare at each other.

But at this moment, both of them were red-eyed, and they no longer hid their thoughts:

"Pampered little brat! Hurry up and go back to Xiqi and eat your mother's milk! ”

"Piff! There is no halberd! You're nothing! ”

"Fart! I can beat you up without it! ”

The two of them talked, and the movements in their hands did not stop, frantically slaughtering all the enemies in front of them, trying to grab the big silk in front of each other.

Suddenly, the faces of the two froze.

I saw a halberd tear through the air, let out a piercing scream, and cut off the stout Da Xu's waist.

Not far away, the bloodied evil man laughed profusely, and after killing the enemy with another halberd, shouted to the surroundings:

"Everybody saw it! The head work is mine! ”

The rebel commander did not know where he died, and the crushing situation caused the enemy's army to break down and flee in all directions.

The victory was decided, but Bai Yao on the slope was not very happy.

He turned his horse's head and said to Lu Xiong:

"Set off immediately after resting for half an hour, Yuan Futong will not let us go easily."