Yang Xuan felt a slurry in his brain, and everything before was instantly clear, and then he thought about his own situation.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the sky......

After days of fierce battles, Yang Xuangan took the lead countless times, fearless of death, and had already overdrawn his physical strength and cultivation, and his body was extremely tired.

After returning to rest this time, he was hit by the news that the chief military advisor Li Mi said goodbye without saying goodbye, and when he calmed down, he found that his general trend had gone, and he endured suppression.

Now, I found that I had fallen for the trick of Wu Guogong, and defeated the army of more than 5 million people stupidly on the Hongnong City, and I couldn't get up in one breath, and I wanted to die!

"Big brother!"

"Lord!"

Yang Jishan, Li Zixiong and others were shocked, and they all pounced on Yang Xuangan.

After some inspection, I found that Yang Xuangan was just exhausted and injured his vitality, but it was not a serious injury, but he couldn't stand this repeated blows, so it would be good to recuperate, mainly to see if Yang Xuangan could get over the hurdle in his heart!

Looking back at the city gate, Wu Guocheng led the famous Xinwuwei, who was famous all over the world, and came on horseback, extremely fast, obviously not intending to let go of the rebels.

The specific number of troops led by Wuguo Gong, Li Zixiong and others are difficult to estimate, but the silver-armored guards alone make them have no confidence to shake head-on, not to mention that the back of the city gate is still densely packed with troops, at least there is the famous Luo Shixin's Luo Wu army, as well as the army of Hongnong City.

"You take the lord to go first, and the old man stays behind the palace!"

Li Zixiong thought about it and resolutely said to Yang Jishan, his son Li Min, Zhao Huaiyi and others.

"General Li's ......"

Yang Jishan's face changed, he wanted to speak but didn't know what to say, someone must stop or entangle Wu Guogong, otherwise Wu Guogong swept under the attack and killing, the rebels would definitely suffer heavy losses, and whether they could withdraw was a problem.

"Father......" Li Min's face changed drastically, and he shouted sadly.

Of the people present, no one thought that Li Zixiong was Wu Guogong's opponent. Leave the latter in the palace, more than auspicious!

"The old man has been riding a horse all his life, and it is also an honor to be able to shroud the horse, so that the old man can retire in seclusion, the old man really can't stand it, you don't need to care!"

Li Zixiong waved his hand and said arrogantly. After a pause, he looked at Yang Jishan and Yang Xuangan who was fainting, and bowed down and pleaded:

"If anything happens to the old man, please treat Li Min well. This kid has a tendon in his brain, is not sociable, has no ability and is proud of himself, please be considerate and take care of him, the old man is very gracious!"

After the words fell, he bowed solemnly to everyone present.

"General Li's ......"

Zhao Huaiyi, Han Shicao, Yuan Wuben and other generals hurriedly turned away, and they accepted Li Zixiong's entrustment.

"Father......" Li Min choked up. I want to say something, there are a thousand words, but I don't know how to say it.

"Old General Li, rest assured! I, Yang Jishan, swear to heaven that as long as I, Yang Jishan, are alive for one day. Li Min must be protected, and the mistreater will be thundered and slashed!"

Yang Jishan swore with a huge palm, and his voice was solemn and sonorous.

"Let's go!"

Li Zixiong stopped talking nonsense, and snorted decisively. turned around, slammed a palm on the neck of Li Min, who was choked and confused, and took it and handed it to a personal guard with gray hair beside him:

"Brother Xiao. When you meet each other at a young age and have been friends for half a lifetime, there is nothing to say!"

"Hmm!"

Xiao Lao hesitated, nodded solemnly, and ordered more than 100 people from Li Zixiong's personal guards behind him, and left with Li Min's heavy steps.

"Old General Li, Bashu reunite, you must come!"

Everyone quickly got busy, and Yang Jishan stared at Li Zixiong with sincere gratitude.

Li Zixiong waved his hand, and was silent with an impatient look, but his expression was firm and his face was resolute.

It is not difficult for everyone to see that Li Zixiong was holding on to death, and he never thought that he could withdraw to Bashu!

"Let's go!"

Yang Jishan, who was holding Yang Xuangan, bowed to Li Zixiong and gritted his teeth.

After the words fell, he quickly rushed to the place where the war horse was located with the worship and escort of the Duke of Chu, and the other generals went their own way, commanded their respective armies, and arranged for the withdrawal of the army at full speed.

However, nearly half of the remaining more than 100,000 rebels must stay and obey Li Zixiong's command and cut off, otherwise Li Zixiong will really be sent to death in vain, and it will not have the effect of blocking and breaking off!

"Array! The circular formation of the front army, the fish scale formation of the Chinese army, and the crane wing formation of the rear army!"

After all, Li Zixiong is a veteran general of Rong Ma's life, a former generation of famous generals of the Great Sui Empire, and his military ability is beyond doubt.

In a short period of time, the 400,000 troops allocated to Li Zixiong were rested by Li Zixiong.

100,000 palace queen rebels, was sent by Li Zixiong to rush to kill, regardless of what battle formation, formation, rushed to the charging Wuguo Gong Army to storm is.

The remaining 300,000 troops are divided into three divisions, front, middle, and rear, each in formation, in order to play the best role of resistance and delay.

"White Tiger Killing Formation!"

The 10,000 silver-armored military guards led by Wuguo Gong Wuxin have now been officially promoted to the blue-level troops (red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, blue, purple), and the military is stronger and more fierce, no less than the Jingwu Iron Guard of Yang Su, the king of Yue!

The cyan iron-blooded clouds vaguely turned into the shape of a white tiger, and the power was even more condensed and powerful.

The 100,000 rebels who rushed in a swarm only acted as a flesh and blood obstacle, and they couldn't stop the footsteps of the silver-armored guards at all.

However, the Luo Wu Army, Jurong Elite Soldiers and Hongnong Garrison in the rear did not have such a strong impact, and they were still dragged down by these anti-troops who were sent to death.

"Mountains and rivers move!"

As soon as the mountain and river stick in Wu Xin's hand blasted out, more than 100 stick shadows appeared, and the rebels within a range of more than ten meters around were killed and knocked away, and soon chiseled through the enemy formation.

Those who appeared in front of Wu Xin were lined up with a neat shield wall, and countless spears poked out of the gap between the shield walls, and countless longbows were waiting in the array.

What's even worse is that this formation is a circular formation, which is conducive to the complementarity of the army, and is not conducive to the strong chiseling of the silver-armored guards.

"Wu Guogong, why do you need to be so aggressive? How about the two sides just stop fighting? Now Wu Guogong's credit is big enough, and no matter how big it is, he will only ask for hardship!"

Seeing that Wu Guogong led the silver-armored military guard, like a broken bamboo chisel through the scattered army, Li Zixiong was a little frightened, believing in the power of the martial guard, and the name was well deserved, and he couldn't help but shout luckily.

That's true.

Now that Wu Guogong has destroyed eighty percent of the rebels, and then leave Yang Xuangan and others in Hongnong City. The court really didn't know how to reward it.

This is not the battle situation in the Eastern Capital, this time the credit is basically owned by the Duke of Wuguo, how to reward it? Is it the king?

"The matter has come to this point, is General Li still obsessed? The general trend of opposing the army has gone, as long as General Li surrenders, it is not impossible for this public to protect your life and retain your official position!"

Since he came, Wu Xin had already been mentally prepared, how could he be easily moved, and instead persuaded Li Zixiong to surrender!

"It seems...... We don't have much more to say! Since the old man has raised troops, he has no intention of turning back!"

Li Zixiong sighed secretly and replied in a resolute tone.

"Boom ......"

After a few words, Wu Xin did not stop, led the silver-armored guards, and crashed into the circular enemy formation.

War horses charge, armor rubbing.

The silver-armored warrior guard is like a fierce tiger, rushing into the steel jungle, and like an oversized iron hammer. Fiercely smashed the circular shield array.

"Retreat, unload, squeeze!Archers diffuse!" Li Zixiong ordered in a loud voice.

The giant shield soldiers in front retreated and unloaded the ferocious impact of the silver-armored guards, but the formation was not chaotic.

The opposing forces on the left, right, and rear sides pressed together against the silver-armored guards. Limit the movement space of the Silver Armor Guard, and involve its mobility.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Countless sharp arrows roared up, turning into a rain of arrows enveloping the silver-armored guards, and a dense and continuous sonorous sound began. There was little effect, only a dozen or so hapless silver-armored guards who were shot in the face or joints. Injuries fall off the horse or stop.

Li Zixiong also knew that ordinary archers couldn't even break through the defense of the silver-armored guards, so they still ordered archery, but it only played a harassing role, so that the silver-armored guards could not concentrate on rushing into battle. At the same time, it is always good to be able to shoot and injure a few more by luck!

"Stick the mountains and rivers!"

"Wind Blade Fury!"

Wu Xin took the lead, and the mountains and rivers in his hands turned into dozens of stick shadows and struck indiscriminately, and the blockers were invincible.

Another wind god Wen Xin appeared, and the cyan wind blade like fish scales was furious, but it was blocked by the giant shields one after another, and the killing effect was greatly reduced.

The Silver Armor Guards were caught in the enemy's formation, like a big fish caught in a fishing net, but there were no casualties, and these ordinary rebels couldn't do much damage to the Silver Armor Guards at all. However, with formations, giant shields, spears, etc., he forcibly stopped the charge of the silver-armored guards.

Even if Wu Xin, Emperor Lion, Trap Ancestor and others have almost no generals under them, killing the enemy like killing chickens, they still can't break free with the silver-armored guards.

Looking into the distance, the rest of the rebels had withdrawn far away, leaving only a black line in the sky......

"Change formation, can't catch up!"

Wu Xin blasted away the surrounding enemy troops with a stick, and commanded Wei Peng behind him.

"Xuanwu Quartet, up!"

Wei Peng understood and quickly changed the formation, and the White Tiger Battle Formation was transformed into a Xuanwu Battle Formation that was both offensive and defensive, but slightly inferior in attack.

The enemy troops pouring in from all directions are like falling into a whirlpool of death, those who are close to them die, and there is a kind of tragedy and tragedy of moths fighting fire!

About half an hour later, Luo Wujun, some of the Jurong elite soldiers and the Hongnong garrison arrived.

In the face of absolute strength, no strategic battle formation was used, and under the onslaught of the four sides, the front, middle and rear three rebel armies collapsed one after another, and the most vanguard army of 100,000 has been wiped out.

"Lord, let's go, it's too late......"

A personal guard who has followed Li Zixiong for half his life reminded Li Zixiong.

"Let's go?!"

Li Zixiong looked back, but he could no longer see the figure of the rebels, and he withdrew far away, which made Li Zixiong feel a lot more at ease.

Now, there are more than half of the 400,000 rebel army left, if he leaves, the rebel army will collapse instantly, if he continues to fight, it will not be a big problem to drag on for a few more hours.

What's more, Li Zixiong is old, and if he retreats to Bashu, he will not be able to adapt to the life of opening up wasteland, let alone thinking that Yang Xuangan, who has retreated to the Central Plains, can still be killed. It is estimated that he can only be a soil emperor in the forests of Bashu Mountains and spend his life in peace......

How can you die outside the battlefield after a lifetime of fighting horses?!

Li Zixiong leaned over and picked up the horse's belly weapon, and his luck was overrun:

"Kill!"

The soldiers took the lead and rode out, but they bypassed the Duke of Wu and the silver-armored guards, and killed the nearest Luo Wu army.

The sun shone like blood, shining on Li Zixiong's body, and the strands of gray hair reflected the dazzling blood light......

This is the glory of the battlefield, and the glory!

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