Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Five The Return of the Troops and Horses
Yang Xuangan's mind was in a blur. Everything before suddenly became clear, and he thought about his situation again. △
Suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the sky...
After days of fierce fighting, Yang Xuangan took the lead countless times and charged without fear of death. He had already exhausted his physical strength and cultivation, and his body was extremely exhausted.
After returning to rest this time, he was shocked by the news that Chief Military Advisor Li Mi had left without saying goodbye. After calming down, he realized that the situation was over and he endured the suppression.
Now, I found that I had fallen into Duke Wu's trick, and my army of more than five million people had been foolishly defeated at Hongnong City. I couldn't breathe, and I wanted to die!
"Brother!"
"Lord!"
Yang Jishan, Li Zixiong and others were shocked and rushed towards Yang Xuangan.
After checking, I found that Yang Xuangan was just physically and mentally exhausted and his vitality was damaged, but it was not a serious injury. He just couldn't bear the repeated blows and needed some cultivation. It mainly depends on whether Yang Xuangan can overcome the obstacles in his heart!
Looking back at the city gate, Wu Guozheng led the world-famous Xinwu Guards to come on horseback at a very fast speed, obviously not intending to let go of the rebels.
It is difficult for Li Zixiong and others to estimate the specific number of troops led by Wu Guogong, but the silver-armored military guards alone make them have no confidence to challenge them head-on. Moreover, there are densely packed troops behind the city gate. At least their reputation is beginning to show.
Luo Shixin's Luo Wujun, and the army of Hongnong City.
"You take the master and go first, I will stay behind!"
Li Zixiong thought for a while and said resolutely to Yang Jishan, his son Li Min, Zhao Huaiyi and others.
"Old General Li..."
Yang Jishan's expression changed. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say. Someone must stop or entangle Duke Wu, otherwise the rebels would have suffered heavy losses under Duke Wu's attack. Whether they could withdraw was a question.
"Father..." Li Min's face changed drastically, and he shouted sadly.
Everyone present, no one thought that Li Zixiong was Wu Guogong's opponent. It would be a disaster if the latter was left behind!
"I have spent my whole life in the army, and it is an honor to be able to shroud a horse's corpse. It is really unbearable for me to be asked to live in seclusion for the rest of my life. You don't need to worry about it!"
Li Zixiong waved his hand and said boldly. After a pause, he looked at Yang Jishan and Yang Xuangan who were in a coma, bowed and begged:
"If anything happens to me, please be kind to Li Min. This kid is stubborn, unsociable, has no ability and is arrogant. Please show your consideration and care. I am very grateful!"
After saying this, he bowed solemnly to everyone present.
"Old General Li..."
Zhao Huaiyi, Han Shihe, Yuan Wuben and other generals quickly turned aside and accepted Li Zixiong's instructions as a half-courteous gesture.
"Father..." Li Min choked and shouted. There were thousands of words to say, but he didn't know how to say them.
"Don't worry, Old General Li! I, Yang Jishan, swear to God that as long as I, Yang Jishan, live one day, I will protect Li Min and those who mistreat him will be struck by thunder from heaven!"
Yang Jishan swore an oath with his huge palm and his voice was solemn and sonorous.
"Walk!"
Li Zixiong stopped talking nonsense and gave a decisive scolding. He turned around and suddenly struck the choking and confused Li Min on the neck with his palm. He handed it to a personal guard with gray hair and beard next to him and said:
"Brother Xiao, we met young and have known each other for half our lives, so there is nothing to say!"
"Um!"
Mr. Xiao hesitated for a moment, nodded solemnly, and then pointed at the hundreds of Li Zixiong guards behind him, and left with Li Min in his arms.
"Old General Li, if Bashu reunites again, we must come!"
Everyone quickly got busy, Yang Jishan stared at Li Zixiong with sincere gratitude and warned.
Li Zixiong waved his hand and remained silent with an impatient expression, but his expression was firm and decisive.
It was not difficult for everyone to see that Li Zixiong was determined to stay behind and never thought of evacuating to Bashu!
"Walk!"
Yang Jishan, who was holding Yang Xuangan, bowed to Li Zixiong and gritted his teeth.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the ministers and guards from the Duke of Chu's palace and quickly ran to where the war horses were. The other generals went about their business, commanding their own armies, and arranging for the withdrawal of the troops at full speed.
However, nearly half of the remaining one million rebels must stay and follow Li Zixiong's command to cut off the rear. Otherwise, Li Zixiong's death will be in vain and there will be no effect of blocking or cutting off the rear!
"Array up! The front army's circular formation; the middle army's fish scale formation; the rear army's crane wing formation!"
After all, Li Zixiong is a veteran general who has spent his entire life in the military. He was a famous general in the Sui Empire. His military ability is beyond doubt.
In a short period of time, the 400,000 troops allocated to Li Zixiong were rested and reorganized by Li Zixiong.
One hundred thousand rebels from behind were sent by Li Zixiong to charge and kill them. No matter what battle formation or formation they were, they just charged at the charging Duke Wu army.
The remaining 300,000 troops were divided into three parts: front, middle and rear, in units of 100,000, with each formation forming the best resistance and delaying effect.
"White Tiger Killing Formation!"
The 10,000 silver-armored military guards headed by Wu Guogong Wuxin have now been officially promoted to the green-level arms (red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple). The military is more powerful and powerful, no less than that of King Yang of Yue.
The perfect Jingwu Iron Guard!
The cyan iron-blooded evil cloud vaguely transformed into the shape of a white tiger, and its power became more solid and powerful.
The 100,000 rebels who rushed in in a swarm only acted as a flesh and blood barrier and could not stop the steps of the silver-armored guards at all. They destroyed the dead space and forcibly crushed a flesh and blood passage.
However, the Luo Wu Army, Jurong elite troops and Hongnong garrison in the rear did not have such a strong impact, and were still held back by these rebels who were willing to die.
"Mountains and rivers are moving!"
As soon as Wu Xin fired the Shanhe stick in his hand, more than a hundred stick shadows appeared. The rebels within a radius of ten meters were killed and knocked away, and they quickly penetrated the enemy's formation.
What appeared in front of Wu Xin was a shield wall lined up neatly. Countless spears protruded from the gaps in the shield wall, and countless long bows were waiting in the formation.
What's even more terrible is that this formation is a circular formation, which is conducive to the complementarity of the armies, but not conducive to the strong penetration of the silver-armored military guards.
"Mr. Wu Guogong, why are you so aggressive? How about the two sides just let it go? Now Mr. Wu Guogong's contribution is great enough. If it is any greater, you will only be asking for trouble!"
Seeing Wu Guogong leading the silver-armored military guards, cutting through the scattered army like a broken bamboo, Li Zixiong was a little frightened. He believed that the power of the military guards was well-deserved, and he couldn't help but shouted Lucky.
This is true.
Now that Duke Wu Guo had wiped out 80% of the rebels, if he had left Yang Xuangan and others in Hongnong City, the imperial court would not know how to reward them.
This is not a battle in the Eastern Capital. The credit for this achievement basically belongs to Duke Wu. How can I be rewarded? Is it the king?
"Now that the matter has come to this, is Old General Li still stubborn? The rebellion is over. As long as Old General Li surrenders, I will protect your life and retain your official position."
Now that he is here, Wu Xin has been mentally prepared for a long time. How could he be easily persuaded and persuade Li Zixiong to surrender instead?
"It seems... we have nothing to say! Loyal ministers have nothing to do with the two masters. Now that I have raised an army, I have no intention of turning back!"
Li Zixiong sighed secretly and responded firmly.
"boom……"
After a few words, Wu Xin did not stop, leading the silver-armored guards, and crashed into the circular enemy formation.
War horses charge, armor rubs against each other.
The silver-armored guard was like a fierce tiger, rushing into the steel jungle, and like an oversized hammer. It fiercely dented the circular shield array.
"Back off, release your strength, squeeze! Archers spread!" Li Zixiong ordered loudly.
The giant shield soldiers in front retreated to remove the fierce impact of the silver-armored guards, but their formation remained intact.
The three opposing forces on the left, right and back pressed against the Silver Armored Guards together, limiting the Silver Armored Guards' movement space and impeding their mobility.
"Chi, chi, chi..."
Countless sharp arrows whizzed up and turned into a rain of arrows that enveloped the silver-armored guards. A dense and continuous clang sounded. It had almost no effect. Only a dozen unlucky silver-armored guards were shot in the face or joints. They were injured and fell off their horses or stopped.
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Li Zixiong also knew that ordinary archers could not even break through the defense of the Silver Armored Guards, so he still ordered to shoot arrows, which only served to harass the Silver Armored Guards so that they could not concentrate on charging into the formation. At the same time, relying on luck, he was able to shoot more and more arrows.
A few injuries are always a good thing!
"The stick moves the mountains and rivers!"
"Wind Blade Fury!"
Wu Xin took the lead, and the mountain and river sticks in his hands turned into dozens of stick shadows and struck randomly, making those who blocked him invincible.
The wind god Bunshin appeared again, and the blue wind blades like fish scales were violent, but they were blocked by the giant shields, and the killing effect was greatly reduced.
The Shining Armored Guards were caught in the enemy's formation, like a big fish caught in a fishing net. There were no casualties. These ordinary rebels could not cause much harm to the Shining Armored Guards. However, they used formations, giant shields, spears, etc.
He abruptly stopped the charge of the silver-armored guards.
Even though Wu Xin, Emperor Shi, Ancestor Xian Kong and others had almost no generals under their command and killed the enemy like chickens, they still could not break free with the silver-armored guards.
Looking into the distance, the rest of the rebels have withdrawn far away, leaving only a black line in the sky...
"Changing formations, I can't catch up!"
Wu Xin blasted away the surrounding enemy troops with a stick and ordered Wei Peng behind him.
"Xuanwu Square Formation, rise!"
Wei Peng understood and quickly changed the formation. The White Tiger Battle Formation was transformed into a Xuanwu Battle Formation that was both offensive and defensive, but with a slightly weaker attack.
The enemy troops pouring in from all directions are like being caught in a death vortex. Those who get close will die, and there is a tragic and tragic feeling like moths flying into the flame!
About half an hour later, Luo Wujun, some Jurong elite soldiers and Hongnong garrison arrived.
In the face of absolute strength, no strategic battle formation was of any use. Under the fierce attack from all directions, the three rebel armies in the front, middle and rear collapsed one after another. The most advanced army of 100,000 people had been completely destroyed.
"Lord! Let's go, it will be too late..."
A personal guard who had followed Li Zixiong for half his life reminded Li Zixiong.
"Walk?!"
Li Zixiong looked back and saw that the rebels could no longer be seen and had withdrawn far away, which made Li Zixiong feel relieved.
Today, there are more than half of the 400,000 rear rebel troops left. If he leaves, the rebel army will collapse instantly. If he continues to fight and delays for a few more hours, it will not be a big problem.
More importantly, Li Zixiong is old. If he retreats to Bashu, he will not be able to adapt to the life of opening up wasteland and gathering momentum. He does not think that Yang Xuangan, who was defeated in the Central Plains, can come back. He probably can only spend his life as a local emperor in the mountains and forests of Bashu.
Already...
How can you die on the battlefield after spending your whole life in the military?
Li Zixiong leaned over and picked up the weapon from the horse's belly, and Luck shouted:
"kill!"
Taking the lead, the soldiers rode out, bypassing Wu Guogong and the silver-armored military guards, and attacked the nearest Luo Wu army.
The sun is like blood, shining on Li Zixiong's body, and the strands of gray hair reflect the dazzling blood light...
This is the glory of the battlefield and glory!
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