When Zhang Liao led the Hu Xiao Battalion to launch the final attack on Wen Chou's troops, Leyang and his first legion light cavalry were already in extreme crisis. Leyang's army suffered heavy losses, and the entire battlefield was full of war horses with lost their masters. Although Leyang's army caused great losses to Yuan Shao's army in the desperate counterattack, Yuan Shao's army, who had already been red-eyed, had divided the first legion light cavalry into several pieces and surrounded them.

The cavalry of the Zhengbei Army, trapped in the Yuan Shao army's tide, could not give full play to the advantages of the cavalry. They could only fight against the opponent on a battlefield like a quagmire until the last drop of blood was shed. Before the battle, the Zhengbei Army, which was influenced by Chen Chu's thoughts for a long time, had a sense of compassion and unbearable attitude towards Yuan Shao's army, who were also Han people. However, at this moment, all the soldiers of the Zhengbei Army had the only idea of ​​killing all their opponents. Kill them! Avenge their comrades!

The horizontal sword in his hand swung desperately. Due to the high-intensity battle, many soldiers' horizontal swords in their hands had collapsed, but the soldiers' slashing movements did not hesitate at all, but became even more rapid. The soldiers' soldiers roared, and the sword kept raising blood around them. Suddenly, a long spear attacked from an angle that was not taken care of, piercing through the bodies of the soldiers of the Zhengbei Army. At the last moment, he fought hard and died with the enemy.

Like all the soldiers, Leyang was already covered in blood, and sacrificing his life to fight had become a subconscious behavior. The blood kept sprinkling in the air, and the strong smell of blood numbed everyone's sense of smell.

Nearly 100,000 Yuan Shao's infantry surrounded the remaining soldiers of the Zhengbei Army, shouting with his throat, and his eyes were red, desperately rushing towards the Zhengbei Army. The shouts of the soldiers rushing in front suddenly came out of nowhere, and fell one after another in the blood flying and the brilliant sword light. The soldiers behind immediately rushed forward on the bodies of their companions. The soldiers of the Zhengbei Army finally fell down under the continuous attacks of Yuan Shao's army.

The battlefield presents a very primitive, barbaric and technically unsophisticated fighting scene.

As the war develops, Leyang and his soldiers are in a worse situation. Although they are not timid and brave, the absolute number gap makes them have no chance of victory. In the bloody color, the tragic fate of the soldiers of the Northern Army fighting to their last breath, their ending seems to be destined.

"Long live the Northern Army!!" A soldier covered in scars shouted in his last breath, and then the orange flames rose up, accompanied by a loud thunderous sound, and more than a dozen Yuan Shao soldiers who besieged him turned into ashes with him. Leyang's troops had reached the last moment.

Yuan Shang and Cui Yan looked at the scene on the battlefield in a complicated mood, with a complex look on their faces that blended fear and admiration. Both of them clasped their hands into fists at the same time, and they were no less relaxed than the soldiers fighting on the battlefield.

Suddenly, a shocking shout came from behind, accompanied by a rolling thunder sound. Yuan Shang and Cui Yan were shocked and turned their heads suddenly. Under the moonlight, countless black shadows were rushing towards them with great momentum. You could faintly see the battle flag rushing in front, as if a majestic white tiger was roaring and roaring! The tiger roar battle flag is the symbol of the tiger roar camp of the Northern Army.

"What's going on? Zhang Liao has already broken through Wen Chou's defense line!" Yuan Shang's face instantly turned into ashes. Cui Yan on the side was also extremely shocked. He had never expected that the Hu Xiao Camp led by Zhang Liao would defeat the total 80,000 troops led by Wen Chou in such a short time!

"Three Young Master, we have already lost! You can run away!" Cui Yan said anxiously. Yuan Shang was stunned for a moment, then shouted hysterically: "Escape! Where can I escape?"

Several cavalry stumbled to Yuan Shang, one of them was the general Wen Chou. At this moment, Wen Chou did not have the courageous appearance he had before. He turned into a frightened bird with mottled blood on his body. The armor on his left shoulder was cracked and hung on his chest and back. There was blood stain on his left shoulder. It was obvious that Wen Chou's left shoulder was stabbed in the previous battle. "Three Young Masters, the Northern Army is so good...

Scared! We are defeated! Run away quickly!”

Yuan Shang looked dumb and seemed to have not heard Wen Chou's words.

Cui Yan frowned and said to Wen Chou: "You escort the third young master to escape north!"

"Yes!" Wen Chou responded, and then ordered people to pull Yuan Shang, who was still muttering to himself, torn up with a war horse. Dozens of people rushed to the north in a panic under the night.

The changes in the south also alarmed the Leyang army and Yuan Shao's army who were fighting fiercely with the Leyang army. The remaining bloody battles of the Northern Army shouted loudly, and a series of emotions such as anger and excitement were included in the shouts. Yuan Shao's army, who was originally on the bloody war front with the Northern Army, suddenly became in chaos, and the panic of failure instantly spread to the hearts of every soldier.

Leyang raised his sword and yelled: "Kill!! Annihilate the enemy!!"

Then thousands of remaining light cavalry of the First Legion roared and launched a counterattack. The blood-filled cavalry rushed forward in the army. At this time, Yuan Shao's army had no previous courage, and everyone's face was filled with fear and confusion. Faced with the assault of the remaining troops of the Leyang tribe, they did not expect to fight and flee desperately in all possible directions.

Leyang led thousands of remaining soldiers to rush among the troops, killing Yuan Shao's soldiers to climb over the field.

Yuan Shao's army was completely in chaos, with fleeing soldiers everywhere, as anxious as a dog that was strayed from a family.

The Hu Xiao Camp surrounded the dispersed Yuan Shao army in a row. The next thing will be no longer a battle.

The noisy battlefield gradually subsided, and except for a few who escaped, Yuan Shang's main force was basically wiped out. Tens of thousands of Yuan Shao's captives were concentrated, and these captives seemed very uneasy. They were worried about the fate they would face next.

Zhang Liao was immediately in a higher place with his big sword, his eyes swept across the tragic battlefield, and he couldn't help but sigh. At this time, a team of cavalry came towards Zhang Liao. Their outfits were different from those of the Tiger Roar Camp. They were covered in blood and were the light cavalry unit of the First Legion under Leyang. The general in charge was Yue Yang himself.

Seeing Le Yang and his cavalry under his command, the iron cavalry of the Tiger Roar Camp behind Zhang Liao couldn't help but show admiration. The arrogant Iron Cavalry of the Tiger Roar Camp will only show such a look to the real warriors.

"Leyang pays homage to the general!" Leyang came to Zhang Liao's horse, turned over and dismounted and saluted.

Zhang Liao quickly helped Leyang up and sighed with excitement: "The victory of this battle is all due to the general and his soldiers!"

"The general is too rewarded!" Le Yang said modestly with a calm expression. At this moment, Le Yang was no longer as crazy as he had just been among the troops.

Zhang Liao nodded in admiration and patted Leyang on the shoulder, "My lord has high expectations for you! You have not disappointed your lord's expectations!"

When Zhang Liao mentioned Chen Chu, Leyang's originally calm expression became excited. In Leyang's heart, Chen Chu was the most majestic peak among the mountains. Leyang's dream of life was to look up to this peak. I just don't know if Chen Chu learned that he was so great in Leyang's heart, how could he dare to think that there were many people with such ideas as Leyang. It can be said that most of the soldiers of the Northern Army were like him. Under the continuous teaching of the "gents" and under the influence of Chen Chu's military and political thoughts, Chen Chu has become the supreme existence in the hearts of all the people in the Northern Army. It can be said that Chen Chu is the emperor in the Northern Army's heart. This situation is different from the situation of other princes, although the army of other princes is not

Knowing that the emperor only knows the lord, but their loyalty is more based on a blind utilitarianism, and it is like stratification. Both soldiers are loyal to the general and the general are loyal to the lord. Once the general rebels, the soldiers under his command will often rebel. This situation will never exist in the Northern Army. Every general soldier from top to bottom will only be loyal to one person, and this person is Chen Chu. Because the basis of their loyalty is based on faith, their beliefs can be summarized into the three words "bloodline", and Chen Chu is the representative of this belief. Of course, Chen Chu does not rely solely on faith to firmly combine the army into an indestructible whole. He also relies on many other means, such as: the benefit of the people...

The government, a fair reward and punishment system, and the soldiers’ worries-free social security, etc. Simply put, there are two things that support the strong combat effectiveness of the Northern Army, one is faith and the other is interests. These two things complement each other, giving the Northern Army a combat will far exceed that of this era.

It's a long way to go, and get back to the topic.

The Tiger Roar Camp cleaned the battlefield, while Leyang and his first legion's light cavalry lay on the grass and fell asleep. They were so tired.

When dawn was approaching, Deputy General Zeng Guang led 50,000 First Legion infantry to the battlefield, and then they joined the ranks of cleaning the battlefield. Before the First Legion infantry arrived at the battlefield, they had swept the camp of Yuan Shao's army. Except for a few of the 10,000 Yuan Shao's army left behind, they were captured.

As noon approached, a fast horse ran into Weijun city and shouted along the way: "Good news!! Our army defeated Yuan Shang!!..." At this moment, the sound of horse hooves seemed particularly light.

The reaction of the Northern Army stationed in Wei County was naturally very happy, and most of the people in Wei County also had the same reaction as the Northern Army. After all, they had suffered enough under the rule of Yuan Shao, and in the nearly one year of rule of the Northern Army, their lives were completely different from those in the past.

In the afternoon, the Northern Expedition Army led by Zhang Liao appeared on the official road in the north of the city. The cavalry was at the front, followed by infantry, who escorted a long team of prisoners. The prisoners shook their heads and looked very depressed.
Chapter completed!