The flanking attack on the left and right turned into a three-sided siege with an inverted "pin" character. The infantry archers who had slowed down were also focused on shooting Yang Fu's rear army. No matter how you look at it, the victory of the Song Army is an irreversible situation.
In Zhu Biao's eyes, the Prince's Army, which is still holding on now, will collapse as soon as the spread of troops on his two wings reaches the rear of Yang Fujun's formation.
Because if the retreat is also cut off, then the Prince's army will be completely wiped out today.
If Yang Fu doesn't think about his subordinates, he should think about himself.
Bao Kanglai has been trapped in Xinghe. If he dies here again, the entire Dongcheng County Prince's Army will be leaderless.
The war horses climbed up the hills. The low hills on both sides of the official road could not stop the war horses. However, the dense bushes on the hills made it passable for the horses only by walking slowly.
The most important thing is that there are only fifty horses behind Zhu Biao. From Fanyu Mountain to the county town, and then here, there are only five or six hundred qualified war horses gathered along the way. Except for the horses allocated to scouts, scouts, and messengers,
Being able to have 350 horses concentrated in Zhu Biao's personal troops was already a special treat for him as the commander-in-chief.
It took Zhu Biao a full quarter of an hour to bypass the ridge on the left. The official road built among the mountains and hills had a narrow front and was already crowded with more than 10,000 generals on both sides. Zhu Biao
There is no space or path for horseback attack or detours on the battlefield. If you want to move to a key point, you must move through the hills little by little.
"Kill me——"
We finally arrived at the place. There was no solution to the front of the battlefield, the left and right wings intersected, and the progress on the left side was obviously better than that on the right side. The direction of Zhu Biao's knife was naturally on the left side.
The war horses soared into the air, spears flying, and with Zhu Biao's shout of invitation, fifty horsemen galloped out at the same time.
The man is like a tiger, the horse is like a dragon, it is a sharp knife, with a bloody wind, it penetrates the most vital part of Yang Fu's rear army with one blow.
The right wing [Yang Fu], who was already in danger, became even more dangerous. Zhu Biao was in the vanguard, and all the soldiers of the Prince's Army he encountered, whether they were generals or soldiers, were like residual snow poured with boiling water, and were submerged under the rolling iron hooves in an instant.
.
A small force of fifty cavalry was indeed able to charge freely and freely, like a wolf rushing into a flock of sheep, it was unstoppable.
Kill everyone you see and chop everyone you see. The sword flashes and the sword flashes, and the flesh and blood fly.
Zhu Biao rode his horse over, and there were corpses within a radius of three feet along the way. The gangsters were everywhere, the spears were incomparable, and the fine steel armor was like rotten wood, which had no protection at all.
The invitations from the King of Hell are not something that ordinary soldiers can resist. Zhu Biao rides on them, and is naturally invincible to those who stand in his way, as if he is in a deserted place.
"The enemy general should stop being crazy——"
A single cavalry group in the prince's army charged forward. The leader was a school captain.
"Boom..." Like two oxen colliding together, there was an ear-splitting roar the moment the two groups of cavalry met.
The school captain headed by the prince's army cavalry was broken into two pieces. Together with more than a dozen cavalry, he was killed by Zhu Biao with one shot. The crystal-like Gangsha shot from the steel gun was the golden sword.
Broken Jade, the unparalleled sharp 'laser', cuts weapons, armor, and bodies into two pieces wherever it passes.
"Humph, Yang Fu!" Looking at the man a hundred steps away, Zhu Biao smiled coldly. "Come with me -" He clenched the spear in his hand, as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, and matched with the war horse under his crotch.
The impact force left behind pieces of body and flesh wherever it passed!
The cold light is so sharp that no one can get close to it. Within a radius of three feet, anything that passes by the light is invincible.
"Yang Fu! You haven't dismounted yet and accepted the surrender!" Wherever Zhu Biao looked, Yang Fu had already drawn his sword in his hand, and he was looking at Zhu Biao with splitting eyes!
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!" Zhu Biao raised his eyebrows lightly. Zhu Biao did not change his direction, and the flying horse went straight towards Yang Fu. The war horse roared while sprinting, and the iron-pointed steel gun had already broken through a group of enemies blocking the way.
Riding. Broken limbs and arms, bloody wind, flying high behind his horse.
"Kill..." The fifty cavalrymen following Zhu Biao followed up without hesitation, wielding knives and guns one by one, shouting and following behind Zhu Biao. Up to this time, they had not yet
One person was lost in the battle.
Yang Fu is different from ordinary civil servants. Although he has never experienced war, he has never killed the enemy in battle, beheaded generals and captured flags. However, he is familiar with military books and proficient in the art of war. He is more bold, careful and strong-willed.
Now he was facing a critical situation, but he did not run away like Song Jiang, because he knew that if he ran away at this time, the entire army would be in chaos. The 10,000 soldiers and horses he brought out of the county would be wiped out.
The army was annihilated in the mountains and low hills.
So he couldn't run. He had to always stand under the general's flag and continue to give confidence to the entire army. With a move of his hand, he commanded the hundreds of soldiers of the Prince's Army around him and laid out a dense enemy in the direction where Zhu Biao was coming.
Gun array.
The only cavalry unit he had at hand had already charged forward, but now it looked like it couldn't stop Zhu Biao's charge. Then, he had to rely on infantry.
Yang Ping is the cavalryman of this team, and he is currently the second-ranking figure in Zhu Biao's 500-man army besides Feng Enjiang. But compared to commanding the troops and arranging defense, he is more familiar with following Zhu Biao.
Biao rode his horse and charged behind him.
This is a very familiar feeling.
The horse stepped on the enemy's formation and charged forward. It was in this kind of fighting one after another that Yang Ping gradually rose from an ordinary cavalryman to the position of a close soldier.
After the war with Zhongshan Kingdom ended last year, Yang Ping took a leisurely half-year to feel the familiar fighting spirit again in the snowfield outside the Great Wall in Hedong. However, after Zhu Biao's amazing opening in Hedong, he inexplicably
He was 'sold' by the imperial court and brought to Kaizhou.
Fortunately, he became one of them. Otherwise, with Hedong's current situation, he would have to be idle for another year and a half. Yang Ping would not want to live in such boring days.
He is so good at fighting on the battlefield that if he doesn't fight, his whole body will really feel itchy.
Fifty of the horsemen were damaged in the battle, and the two soldiers on Yang Ping's right fell off their horses. In this chaotic war, falling off their horses meant death.
However, after paying the price of losing two people and injuring several others, they followed Zhu Biao and successfully broke into the enemy group. However, the distance between them and Zhu Biao was getting wider and wider.
Yang Ping did not have as good an experience as Feng Enjiang. He could still practice martial arts well in his twenties and thirties. Although he also practiced the internal force method passed down by Zhu Biao, his real strength was that of a third-rate master. He followed Zhu Biao closely.
Biao broke into the formation of the Prince's Army, and within a moment his right chest and left leg were all covered with festoons.
"Drink--" With a loud roar, Yang Ping used all his strength to draw out the spear in his hand, knocking a low-ranking enemy officer in front of him off his horse, then pulled out his sword to protect himself, quickly slowed down his horse, and turned into
In the group of cavalry behind them, without him at the front to clear the way, the speed of the cavalry's advance slowed down by another three points, and the distance between them and Zhu Biao slowly widened to five or six feet.
The spear array in front of Yang Fu was densely packed. "What a Zhu Biao, he has good martial arts skills."
"But you are so powerful in martial arts that you can do it alone, how can you hurt me among thousands of armies? Humph. You are really brave for an ordinary man, not a general."
Looking at the phalanx composed of three to four hundred spearmen and shield soldiers in front of him, Yang Fu was full of confidence, stroking his beard and sarcastically said, "These twenty steps away is your natural chasm!!" He raised his hand and waved the air.
had a long beard and laughed loudly.
"Even a small formation dares to stop me. You thief Yang Fu, come and die!" Zhu Biao didn't even pay attention to the spear formation of three to four hundred people in front of him. The spear in his hand flew up and down, and the cold light filled the air.
, seven or eight enemy cavalrymen and horses in the surrounding area were overturned to the ground!
With several rapid stabs, Zhu Biao killed more than a dozen Yang Fujun soldiers. Zhu Biao took the opportunity to drive his horse forward, danced with his spear, and knocked off two more missiles. He completely rushed out of the Yang Fujun cavalry group.
"Whoosh!" In due time, I heard the scream of sharp arrows piercing the air, and there seemed to be a faint sound of bow strings. Then I looked up and saw a bit of cold light flying towards my facade like a meteor piercing the moon.
At this time, Zhu Biao took a few steps forward. Gangsha danced wildly. A soldier of the Prince's Army who was leaning over to chop off a horse's hoof with a sword was split into two halves from the shoulder to the crotch. Several spears stabbed through him.
Like a crusher, it was ground into iron powder and sawdust by Gangsha. Sharp arrows came out like meteors. Zhu Biao didn't care at all. He just cut his head off and let the arrow break through the protective Gangsha and hit his left arm.
It was on the shoulder pad. However, it had no further lethality. It bounced on the shoulder pad and fell to the ground.
The horse stepped towards the spear array, the roaring Gangsha blew up, and the crystal clear light flew out from Zhu Biao's hand, which is the sharpest weapon in the world. Others were still twelve or thirteen steps away from the spear array, flying
The evil spirit that emerged was like a magic weapon, shattering and shattering everything in front of it.
Every ray of light flashed, splashing with hot blood. Broken limbs and broken arms flew into the air, and soldiers and armor were torn apart.
Zhu Biao didn't even touch the Prince's Army soldiers who formed the spear formation, but he went straight from the middle of the spear formation and swallowed up one third of the twenty paces wide spear formation.
Everything within a three-foot radius was shattered.
Yang Fu was shocked. As a scholar, he was one of the crown prince's confidants. He had never seen martial arts masters fly sand and rocks, and he was as powerful as a hundred. He just replaced the big rocks and trees with living human beings, flying sand and rocks.
The broken monument and wood turned into flesh and blood, and at least a hundred people turned into stumps and pieces of flesh in front of him in just a few blinks of an eye. Yang Fu could not bear the bloody impact. He did not vomit on the spot.
When I came out, I was already mentally strong.
Zhu Biao rushed to Yang Fu and thrust a sharp sword into the air——
He was a follower around Yang Fu. But looking at it now, he seemed to be a personal guard.
The long sword stabbed very quickly, but Zhu Biao's shot was even faster, as fast as lightning. The point of the steel spear was just a point on the tip of the sword, and the long sword flying in the air was like a poisonous snake that had been hit seven inches.
, suddenly froze in the air.
Powerful energy surged up along the hilt of the sword, "Plop, Plop", the fine steel sword was instantly broken for seven or eight knots, "Pfft..." Blood spurted out, and the swordsman himself flew backwards and fell out.
Two or three feet away, Yang Fu's general flag was knocked crooked...
This swordsman's strength should be about the same as that of Dou Bing. Whether he encounters Chen An or Zhang He, he can easily defeat them. But it is a pity that he is encountering Zhu Biao now.
It’s not a one-shot enemy at all!
There was a cold feeling on his neck, and Yang Fu looked at Zhu Biao with a miserable face. He was already suppressed by a point-gun. "Yang Fu, why don't you beg to surrender?"
Zhu Biao looked at Yang Fu expectantly. If he was a man who was greedy for life and afraid of death, and really surrendered, it would be as easy as breaking the county.
"The unrighteous traitor is rebellious. How can I, the dignified official of the imperial court, subjugate the traitor!"
"If you want to kill, then kill..." As he spoke, Yang Fumeng swung his sword and stabbed Zhu Biao in the waist and abdomen.
"Stubborn!" Zhu Biao frowned slightly. He tightened his grip and Yang Fu's head was chopped off. The head rolled to the ground, and blood spurted out from his neck.
"Follow me and shout: Yang Fu is dead. Anyone in our army who abandons his weapons and kneels down to surrender will be spared death!" He sucked his left hand on the ground, and Yang Fu's head fell into Zhu Biao's hands, and then he snatched Yang Fu's head away from him.
He restored the general's flag and hung Yang Fu's head on the general's flag. Zhu Biao roared back to the group of his own cavalry and shouted orders to his soldiers.
Dozens of people shouted and shouted, but they only shouted twice, causing panic and fear among the surrounding Prince's Army soldiers.
"Yang Fu is dead. Anyone in our army who abandons their weapons and kneels down to surrender will be spared death!"
"Yang Fu is dead. Anyone in our army who abandons their weapons and kneels down to surrender will be spared death!"
"The overall situation has been decided!" Accompanied by the thunderous call for surrender, the Prince's Army formation, which had been supporting them, fell into disintegration and panic at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The battlefield space was already small, so Zhu Biaoyun roared "Tiger Roars and Thunder" so that almost all the soldiers of both armies could hear it on the entire battlefield.
The soldiers of the Prince's Army were naturally in a state of shock, but the officers and soldiers of the Song Army were all filled with fighting spirit. They felt as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they instantly aroused endless energy.
"Impossible! Governor Yang will not die——"
In another battlefield three miles away from the main battlefield, although Qin Yuan defeated two close soldiers, Du Bo, one against two, the situation was that the Song army had an absolute advantage.
Qin Yuan, who had suffered a heavy loss, did not dare to distance himself from the soldiers of the Song army. Otherwise, the Song army would take the opportunity to gather their archers and crossbowmen to shoot together, and he would definitely die.
Therefore, when Qin Yuan saw that it was impossible to kill a Du Bo, he turned around and rushed into the guard cavalry. He fought with all his strength, disrupted the cavalry, and at the same time 'rescued' a group of cavalry.
Prince's Army soldiers who have surrendered.
When these people saw that Chen An's troops turned around and entered the main battlefield, there were only more than a hundred Song Army cavalry left on the battlefield, and their general Qin Yuan was still so brave, their lost courage suddenly grew stronger.
After a fierce battle, all the soldiers of the Prince's Army who had "repeatedly" and "repeatedly" were killed, and Qin Yuan was left alone again.
From the battlefield ahead, Yang Fu's shouts for his leadership were heard. How could he accept this?
The last glimmer of hope was shattered, and what made Qin Yuan even more despondent was that Bao Kanglai had captured Xinghe, and Yang Fu was conferring the leadership here. What hope would there be for the remaining tens of thousands of princely troops in Dongcheng County in the future...
"Da da da..." The sound of horse hooves sounded from behind. The Song Army's cavalry roared with cheers. Qin Yuan looked back and saw a team of a hundred cavalry. The first general was in front, and it was the one with the cavalry.
The detachment collected the prisoners from behind and handed them over to Feng Enjiang, who hurriedly came after Zhang Fuyang. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
