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Chapter 1864 The Old Man Wears Armor (4)

"drink!"

"Chichi~"

"Pfft!"

In the chaotic battlefield, Chang Huaiyi was still fighting bravely against the enemy. As he fired his spear, another Yan soldier fell from his horse, vomiting blood.

The fallen Yan Jun kept twitching next to the horse's hooves, staring desperately at Chang Huaiyi, and then there was no movement at all.

Chang Huaiyi, who had been fighting fiercely for most of the night, had killed countless Yan troops. It could only be seen with the naked eye that Chang Huaiyi's movements with the gun were not as fast and powerful as they were at the beginning of the battle.

There were many chips on the sharp tip of the gun in his hand, and it was in a dilapidated state. The blood splashed on the gun barrel was wet and dry, and it was dry and wet, almost covering the original color of the gun barrel.

Even the war horse he sat on had its mane stained red with blood, and its body was stained with blood.

"Hu~hu~"

Chang Huaiyi's chest rose and fell violently, his sharp eyes constantly scanning the battlefield around him, his expression solemn.

The development of the battlefield situation has completely exceeded Chang Huaiyi's expectations.

He originally wanted to rely on a few rounds of cavalry to charge into the formation and defeat the yellow-backed Silver Fox flag head-on, and then orderly break up the rear of the infantry.

But the silver fox flag with a yellow background was also the elite of the Yan army. Although it was a light cavalry, it forced the cavalry battle into a fierce battle, and there was no clear winner between the two sides.

At this time, the battlefield beside Chang Huaiyi was filled with soldiers from both sides hacking at each other in a chaotic manner. There was no orderly cavalry formation for a long time, and even some of his own soldiers were scattered.

In a daze, Chang Huaiyi even had an uneasy feeling. How long will it take for the beating to end?

Is it possible that the Yan army wants to fight to the death?

Chang Huaiyi had the same question in his mind. What was the point of the Yan army continuing to fight like this? Don't they know that no matter how hard they try, they will only lose?

"General, general!"

A loud shout reached Chang Huaiyi's ears. He followed the sound and saw a horse approaching on Pegasus.

"How did you come?"

Chang Huaiyi frowned when he saw Lai Qi. He knew this cavalryman and was Chang Jingzhe's personal bodyguard.

The cavalryman was panting. He visited several battlefields before he saw Chang Huaiyi's figure. He immediately cupped his fists and shouted:

"General, my old master has issued an urgent order. The entire army must break away from contact and withdraw immediately at all costs!"

"Retreat?"

Chang Huaiyi's eyes bulged and he glanced at the battlefield: "How can we retreat after the fight is like this?"

The cavalry soldier smiled bitterly and said:

"Military orders are hard to disobey. The old master said that the enemy has reinforcements and it will be too late if we don't withdraw."

Chang Huaiyi's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly understood the critical nature of the situation.

No wonder the Yan army refused to retreat. It turned out that they were waiting for reinforcements. The reinforcements must be close at hand, otherwise his grandfather would never have issued such a decisive retreat order.

Chang Huaiyi shouted angrily without hesitation:

"Commander!"

"exist!"

"Blow the trumpet and the whole army retreats!"

"promise!"

"Woo~wu~wu~"

"Withdraw! The army retreats!"

The shrill horns sounded one after another on the battlefield, floating in the air for a long time.

This is an emergency signal for the army to retreat, and is only used when military orders cannot be conveyed smoothly.

After hearing the order, the frontier cavalry were stunned for a moment, and then began to turn around and turn back to get rid of the Yan army's entanglement.

Although it is difficult to evacuate from the battlefield during a fierce battle, the Chang family's border troops have strict orders and are by no means comparable to those ragtag groups.

"The Ning army is about to withdraw, stop them!"

"Rush up and bite them!"

Yan Jun's mind was also very clear. When he saw that Ning Jun was about to leave, he went crazy and attacked.

Want to leave? I’m afraid it’s not that easy!

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Ahhhh~"

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Stop them!"

The fighting suddenly became more intense. Only a few of the cavalry troops successfully got rid of the Yan army's entanglement, and most of them were trapped in the formation.

"Damn it! Asshole!"

Chang Huaiyi's face was gloomy and anxious. As he expected, it would not be easy to withdraw the troops at this time.

"Rumble~"

A dull sound suddenly penetrated Chang Huaiyi's eardrums, and an extremely uneasy feeling made him instantly turn his head and look north.

The earth in the distance seems to be roaring~

Chang Huaiyi subconsciously clenched the spear in his hand.

"Boom~"

"Rumble~"

The ground began to tremble slightly, and the soldiers who were fighting fiercely on the entire battlefield paused for a moment.

They were all veterans and knew that the movement was caused by the stampeding of countless war horses.

Densely packed black spots appeared first in everyone's sight, followed closely by an even louder roar.

The cavalry all wore black breastplates, a yellow waistcoat on the shoulders, and khaki Yanrong uniforms from the waist down.

After all, the grassland does not have such a large production of refined iron. The cavalry that can equip the entire army with pure iron breastplates is already the elite among the elite.

Military flags rustled in the wind, coming overwhelmingly and majesticly.

The flag has a black background, with looming golden fine lines distributed around it, which is very dazzling. In the center is a male lion embroidered with silver silk thread, looking up to the sky and roaring.

The moment the military flag finally appeared, everyone was suffocated by the chilling air that swept across the world.

Chang Huaiyi's face instantly turned extremely pale, and he murmured in a trembling voice:

"Black, silver lion on black."

One of the main forces of the Eight Banners of Dayan, the black-backed Silver Lion Flag, appeared in the Central Plains for the first time!

Compared to the lost Chang Huaiyi, Ulan Bals, who was already covered in blood and exhausted, was relieved of his energy, and the heavy burden in his heart was finally relieved.

Ulan Bals smiled bitterly:

"I didn't expect it. It turned out to be a silver lion flag with a black background."

After fighting for so long, the yellow-backed silver fox flag suffered heavy losses, and the reinforcements that Nalan Tingye said have not come yet. Is it possible that the general has no intention of retreating?

In his opinion, it was not cost-effective to fight all the yellow-backed silver fox flags and tens of thousands of infantry unless Nalantingye was sure of annihilating the Chang family's army.

But he can't retreat, he will die if he retreats!

At this moment, he smiled happily, they would definitely win!



"Hahaha! It's coming! It's finally here!"

An extremely unrestrained and undisguised laughter echoed at the top of Ningzhou City.

"Hahaha! It's so hard for me to wait! Hahaha!"

The weak man from the Nalan clan was laughing loudly, and his long gown was fluttering, making him look a little crazy.

Nalantingye had been waiting for reinforcements since the battle started last night, so he stood at the top of the city and did not go down.

Do you think he is afraid? He is afraid too.

As he said himself, he has an extremely bright future and should not risk his life.

But there is a kind of madness in his bones, and he knows very well that as long as he wins the bet, the status of the Nalan clan will be extremely stable!

In the future, when people mention him, Nalan Tingye, they will not only remember that he was from the Nalan clan, but they will also remember that he defeated the Chang family.

The century-old prestige of the Chang family's frontier army will end under his hands!

With his black hair flying in the breeze, Nalan Tingye stood against the wall and said with a ferocious face:
Chapter completed!
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