As the coalition forces gradually suppressed the Ming army and the Ming army was engaged in a bloody battle, tens of thousands of Jiangshui ghost soldiers commanded by Qin Yu suddenly came from behind.

"Boom boom——"

"Kill!" The already exhausted soldiers of the Ming army burned their essence and blood for free to strengthen the battlefield and attack the coalition formation.

The coalition's battlefield was on the verge of collapse under attack from both front and rear. The coalition soldiers were shocked, and their fighting spirit began to collapse.

In one moment of meeting, thousands of allied troops were under the terrifying ghosts, the sun gods were shattered, and their souls were strangled.

The coalition forces, which had already had the upper hand, suddenly fell into a desperate situation!

From the commander-in-chief to the soldiers of the coalition forces, no one expected that a powerful ghost soldier would appear behind Nanchuan, where it was the safest place, and stab him in the back.

It hurts so much.

The battlefield situation reversed in an instant.

The expressions on the faces of all the coalition generals were extremely ugly.

Until now, how could they not have imagined that they had fallen into the ginger medicine trap?

Jiang Jiang’er, so cruel!

They increasingly feel that the army's battlefield is about to collapse. Once it collapses, they will be completely in the Ming army's territory, and it will be impossible to break through.

"General, there is nothing we can do, retreat!" Yue Po Di shouted unwillingly.

Lord Song could not help but shout: "General! Withdraw!"

The leader of Lu clan suddenly said in surprise: "Where is the general? The general is missing!"

The feudal lords were both shocked and angry. They really didn't expect that the General, a great figure in martial arts, would just leave at the critical moment.

Abandoned the coalition forces, abandoned them all.

Originally, if the general tried his best one last time, he would at least be able to break out with some troops and avoid annihilating the entire army.

However, he ran away completely single.

"Hahaha!" Deputy Commander Le Po Di couldn't help laughing, "Why would he feel sorry for our soldiers and horses? Not a single soldier of the coalition army belongs to him!"

"When things come to a close, do you think he will still care about our life and death?!"

Everyone's faces were distorted. They knew very well that this battle was not only a failure, but also a disastrous defeat in which the entire army was annihilated.

"Go quickly!" Le Potian said, immediately abandoning his army and running away.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Rays of escaping light flashed over the coalition formation.

The generals with high cultivation level and many life-saving magic weapons flew away from the battlefield one after another and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

More than 100,000 coalition soldiers were ruthlessly abandoned by their masters and became pawns to cover their escape.

"Boom boom——"

A huge sound erupted, like the earth was shattering, and the powerful battlefield of the coalition forces finally collapsed completely.

The battlefield formations of the Ming army and the ghost soldiers crushed the disintegrated coalition forces, and large swaths of coalition soldiers fell.

Under the control of the Ming army's battlefield, they could neither escape nor resist.

Soaring murderous intent and blood filled the battlefield. In a one-sided situation, tens of thousands of coalition soldiers were killed, and pools of blood flowed like rivers.

Jiang Yao looked coldly at the battlefield where people were being massacred from a distance, feeling miserable in his heart.

After all, they are all humans!

"Send an order to temporarily stop the attack. Those who are willing to surrender will not be killed. If they do not surrender, they will be killed!"

The coalition soldiers soon broke out into loud shouts: "I wish to surrender! I wish to surrender!"

The ghost soldiers were filled with hatred. These ghosts wished that the coalition forces would not surrender so that they could enjoy a feast of souls today.

such a pity.

Many ghosts are ghostly ghosts that scream to express their dissatisfaction.

But under the command of Qin Yu, they did not dare to rebel.

After a final inventory of the battlefield, more than 3,000 coalition forces with Jindan (Wuzong) cultivation level surrendered, and more than 70,000 coalition forces with Foundation Establishment (Wuzong) cultivation level surrendered.

The main force of 140,000 coalition troops, 80,000 surrendered.

The main force of the coalition of seventeen martial clans in Qiunan was completely wiped out in less than a day.

These 80,000 people will come to the Ming Dynasty. After screening, at least tens of thousands of usable soldiers will be obtained. The Ming army's martial soldiers will exceed the 100,000 mark!

You know, for a super martial lord, the number of martial warriors is only about 200,000.

"I came late and almost missed my lord's important event!" Qin Yu came directly to the Jiang Yao Dabu and said.

Jiang Yao dismounted and said, "Zi Zhou came just in time. You arrived earlier than you, so you have been lying in ambush at the bottom of the Nanchuan River, right?"

Qin Yu smiled and said: "It is true that I arrived an hour ago. I was just waiting for the best time."

Jiang Yao laughed loudly: "Well done to you, Zizhou! You have indeed found the best opportunity, but I have persisted for so long! The soldiers have burned a lot of blood."

Although he said this, he did not mean to blame Qin Yu at all.

Qin Yu did the right thing. If he were in his place, he would do the same thing.

Whether you are waiting for the best opportunity to attack, or to hone the Ming army and enhance its resilience, you should do this.

War is cold-blooded.

"The first achievement in this battle belongs to none other than Zizhou!" Jiang Yao chuckled and said to the generals: "This is me, General Zhonglang, the military advisor of the Ming Dynasty, who is involved in the political affairs of Qin Yu, Qin Zizhou!"

Everyone was surprised.

Qin Yu is a famous figure in Shenzhou. Who would have thought that he would also serve his lord and serve the Ming Dynasty?

"I've met Qin's military advisor!" Everyone said hello to Qin Yu.

I originally thought that this battle would end with the death of my lord, but unexpectedly, he turned around in the end.

Obviously, this is the strategy that the Lord and Qin Yu have decided on long ago.

Also, how could a person like the Lord be so brave and courageous?

It turns out that everything is under the control of the Lord.

The coalition's defeat was not unjust at all.

The problem is, who would have thought that Ming's reinforcements would actually be ghost soldiers?

Just because we couldn't imagine it at all, we ignored the dangers under the Nanchuan River.

Especially Uncle Lang and Aunt Huan were a little embarrassed at this time.

Before, they almost wanted to take away the ginger medicine and abandon the army.

"How dare you, Chen An, be the first to take the lead? This battle depends on the command of the lord, and the second is on the soldiers fighting bravely to kill the enemy." Qin Yu said quickly, then changed the topic and pointed to the direction.

"I guess there must have been results there, right?"

There?

Only then did the generals understand that Qin Yu was an army of one million allied warriors under his command.

The army of millions of samurai has entered the pass and marched south for several hours. It has probably destroyed many places and killed many Akito, right?

But looking at the expressions of the lord and Qin's military advisor, they didn't show any trace of anxiety. Instead, they were smiling, looking like they were in control.

The military strength in the pass is extremely empty, and there is no power to stop the army of millions of warriors. Why is the lord so calm?

Could it be that there is another ghost soldier as reinforcement?

Thinking that their lord could mobilize ghost soldiers, everyone was filled with admiration.

Jiang Yao saw the concerned eyes of everyone, smiled slightly and said: "You will know soon."

………

To the north of Nanchuan lies the city of Lu clan.

A dozen feudal lords and dozens of Wu family nobles all looked pale at this time.

Sitting in the middle was Le Po Di, the leader of Le Val Valve, with a face as cold as ice.

Above the main hall, the atmosphere was so suffocating that it was about to freeze.

"Failed, defeated."

Le PoDi shook his head and gritted his teeth.

"In today's battle, tens of thousands of our elite warrior clan members were completely wiped out."

"The Ming army is fierce and invincible in a great victory. With the help of ghost soldiers, we, the Qiunan Seventeenth Family, can no longer stop the Ming army."

The Lord of Song Dynasty smiled bitterly and said: "The army of warriors going south still has one million, will it be possible to come back in time?"

"There's no time!" Lord Lu smiled miserably, "One million, it sounds like a lot, but in fact it means death. I'm sure they have entered Jiang Yao'er's trap."
To be continued...