Tang Qing was dead. His double whips were sent far away by Zhu Biao's shot, and then the war horse swept diagonally, and the bright silver spear swept across with thunderous force.
Tang Qing was swept away. While he was still in the air, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a stream of blood arrows. He was already dead. After receiving a powerful shot from Zhu Biao, his internal organs were completely shattered.
The Sizhou army was defeated, more than 7,000 people were killed, 18,000 were captured, and only more than 3,000 escaped.
"Alas..." On a hill in the distance, Yao Fangqiong sighed sadly as he looked at the battlefield. Under him were more than 800 remnants of his own army...
If those dead Sizhou soldiers knew that more than 80% of Yao Fangqiong's tribe, who looked like a clown in their eyes, survived in the end, they would definitely shout dissatisfaction to the King of Hell.
"Let's go, let's go home..."
The Sizhou army was defeated and it was impossible to gather another army in a short period of time. Yao Fangqiong decided to go home and take a look, because judging from the situation, the Song army would no longer take care of the area east of Dongcheng.
Three days later, there was a battle at Donglangguan.
The three chariot units of the Song Army were integrated into one, with 600 chariots supporting 20,000 troops. They defeated seven battalions of Fu Yiyang's Quanzhou Army. His troops lost their troops and lost their generals. They were defeated for thirty miles and returned to Xinhua. Then Fu Yiyang retreated to the water entrance.
Only then did the Quanzhou Army gain a foothold.
However, the Quanzhou Army, whose morale was greatly reduced and suffered heavy losses, could no longer suppress Donglang Pass, and the connection between Dongcheng and Donglang Pass was faintly cut off.
In the following days, a steady stream of military supplies were shipped out from Dongcheng and loaded into Donglang Pass. In the end, only an empty city was left.
"Hahaha, hahaha..."
There was a burst of hysterical laughter in the palace of the Song Dynasty prince in Yongxing City. Ji Kang watched the message delivered by the falcon into the city. He never got tired of it.
There are 300,000 troops. My good second brother is in Dongcheng. Dong'an has filled in 300,000 troops. But now there are only 10 or 20. Pei Lun died in the battle, Tang Qing died in the battle, and the three generals of the three routes died, leaving only one or two.
Fu Yiyang also became a frightened bird.
Ji Kang suddenly found that his persistence was worth it.
Look, Dongcheng and Dong'an fought and won many battles, right? This was enough to demoralize the imperial court.
He was the first vassal king in the world to fight against the imperial court. If Zhu Biao had not appeared and was defeated by the imperial army, then Lao 2's reputation would have been established all of a sudden. At least in the short term.
Internally, the imperial court's momentum increased, and it was necessary.
But now, the victory belongs to the Jin army, and the defeat belongs to the imperial army, which is enough to make Lao 2 disgraced for a while. Not to mention, he still holds Yongxing City and restrains Lao Qi's 200,000 troops under the city.
Ji Kang's heart, which had always been filled with gloom, suddenly became bright and bright.
"Bring me a pen and ink. I want to write a letter to my fourth brother and express my gratitude to him. From such an inconspicuous place in the Northern Han Dynasty, such an extraordinary person came out. It's amazing, it's amazing..."
"Oh, I will write another letter to the King of Han to express my gratitude." This did not require Ji Kang's own handwriting, he only ordered those around him.
Naturally, Qu Wutong in Cangsong Pass also received the news from Zhu Biao. The news was not forwarded to Guangchang and then delivered to Yongxing. Instead, it was sent directly from Donglang Pass to Cangsong Pass.
Liu Zhuo was not very good at martial arts, but he was really good at doing various things. After taking Dingshan, he suddenly transformed into several pairs of falcons. From Dingshan, he could cross the mountain range, which is the Golden Bull Pass, and fly directly to Cang Cang.
Inside Songguan.
Now the exchange of information between the army and Kaizhou became much more convenient and trouble-free.
Just like the Battle of Dingshan, the Battle of Dongcheng and the Battle of Donglangguan, three battles and three victories, 60,000 to 70,000 troops were wiped out, and the situation that was lost before was suddenly restored. These three pieces of news quickly came from the east The news from Langguan reached Cangsongguan, and then a comprehensive report arrived in Yongxing City, which was surrounded by Jin troops.
But what Zhu Biao didn't expect was that after reporting his good news, there was absolutely bad news. Only now did Zhu Biao know that the Song army was really not doing well in the war. They were in the north The hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses on the front line had been defeated and routed early, and the Jin army arrived at Yongxing City half a month ago.
What kind of situation is this? Zhu Biao doesn't even have the energy to curse.
Now the King of Song sent the first definite order. He asked Zhu Biao and Qu Wutong to attack the remaining prince army in Jinniu Pass from both sides, clear the three passes as soon as possible, and then quickly lead troops to rescue Yongxing.
Therefore, Zhu Biao could only assemble his troops with all his strength and condense all the troops into a fist!
But, is it really necessary to storm the Jinniu Pass?
In April, the green willows hang down and the summer heat begins.
Forty thousand troops came to Jinniu Pass. Zhu Biao looked up at the high Jinniu Pass. Perhaps this should be called Xueniu Pass!
The King of Song said that his army and Qu Wutong were attacking from both sides, but in fact it was Zhu Biao who came to perform a one-man show at Jinniu Pass. Because the two cities in Jinniu Pass were the targets of Qu Wutong's troops.
"Dong dong dong——"
The sound of wood and stone.
"Pah-dah-"
Broken wood.
The heavy stone bullets flew across the sky and fell down. The heavy force easily tore through the shields and high oars placed on the well railings and on the car.
"Puch... clack-"
It was the sound of stone bullets hitting the body, crushing the bones, and the eyes were red.
"Pah-dah-"
A stone bullet hit the well railing directly. Although it was good quality wood, it could not withstand such a violent impact. It broke, and the stone crashed into it, followed by a painful wail...
Either hitting the shield, or directly hitting the well, and rushing the car. In less than two quarters of an hour, nearly half of the thirty wells and the rushing car suffered heavy damage, or even were directly destroyed.
No matter how high you stood on the hanging bucket, you could not see the Thunderbolt Chariot behind the Jinniu Pass. Zhu Biao's first attack only resulted in heavy injuries and nearly a thousand casualties.
The round stone bullets rolled forward inexorably as soon as they landed on the ground, and their huge penetrating force allowed them to easily plow a trail of blood through the crowd.
If you dip it, you will die; if you rub it, you will die.
There are also cans of fire oil. When a can is dropped, a spark will explode within a radius of two to three feet. If it falls on equipment and military formations, the towering wooden tower will be filled with burning flames in an instant. Wherever the fire oil flows, everything will be burned. The crowd will erupt in screams that are so horrifying that people cannot bear to hear them, and every time they need colleagues to relieve them.
Fire oil cans and stone bombs are extremely lethal and even more intimidating.
However, wherever you look at Jinniu Pass, there are mountains and rocks all over it, and the Prince's Army inside the pass will never be short of stone bullets.
The kerosene sometimes ran out, and even Zhu Biao dared to judge that there was not much kerosene in the pass. Otherwise, how could the prince's army be trapped under Cangsong Pass? But Zhu Biao knew what he could do? The big problem was that the soldiers were afraid. .
"Is it possible to calculate the location?" Zhu Biao asked the craftsman accompanying the army, and he was naturally referring to the thunder car in Guanli.
"General, I can't figure it out. I don't know the size and range of the enemy's Thunderbolt Chariot in the pass, so it's very difficult to judge."
After swiping away the craftsman, Zhu Biao rubbed his hand on the hilt of the Bone Sword. Do you want to rush into the pass and set a fire?
This was indeed done. Looking at the strength around Pei Lun that day, they were just a few top-level masters. Even if the ones left under Cangsong Pass were the real masters, they should be at the top level.
There will be no grandmaster-level figure. There is no such introduction in the news from Qu Wutong.
"I wish you the best." Zhang He came back in disgrace, looked at Jinniu Pass and said bitterly: "You dare to use kerosene to burn us, Zhu Shuai, let's use kerosene to burn them too. Burn Jinniu Pass -"
"Xinhua, Dingshan, and Ningshan have a lot of grease and vegetable oil, but there is no kerosene. Use that instead. It will work just as well!"
This is a new path! Zhu Biao’s hand rubbed the hilt of the bone sword for a moment.
"Come here and pass on my military order to collect all meat and vegetable oil."
Inside the Taurus Pass.
An attack by the Song army was easily repelled, but there was no smile on the faces of the soldiers and generals as they closed the gates.
How can they still laugh?
A total of 200,000 troops swept through Dong'an and gathered tens of thousands of county soldiers. Together with Dongcheng County soldiers, the military strength of 240,000 people was now only a little over 10%.
The generals who commanded the army were killed one after another, and the entire army of Bian Liangqun was wiped out in the past few days, which completely sent the last bit of morale of the more than 30,000 Prince's Army soldiers in the pass to the bottom of the abyss.
Thirty wells, charging carts, and thousands of casualties were just appetizers for a regular siege. The Prince's army, whose morale was sinking, was not ready to re-energize just because of this small victory that relied entirely on the superiority of equipment. Take courage.
Cheng Yunda looked at the depressed soldiers around him, feeling pain in his heart and unable to speak.
These 20,000 people in Jinniu Pass are all serious forbidden troops. When they first came out of the capital, they were all high-spirited and heroic. But now, who would have thought that they would be in a desperate situation?
Zhu Biao! What kind of character is that? With 30,000 Song troops, he destroyed his entire army?
They also annihilated the Sizhou Army and defeated the Quanzhou Army. Now they are killing more and more people.
Cheng Yunda knew that the Song army outside the city was at least twice as large as his own, and no less than half of the people inside were still on the same camp as him a month ago.
"The only thing is death!"
Cheng Yunda's five fingers were like aquiline hooks, leaving five clear fingerprints on the bluestone of the wall.
One day later.
"Hurry up, hurry up..."
"Pay attention to the temperature, pay attention to the temperature. If it's too hot, cool it down, otherwise the pot will explode."
"I have to look at the things that were cooked in that damn kiln..."
Three hundred steps away from Jinniu Pass, twenty large Pili cars stood. This was not the entire number of Pili cars that Zhu Biao had on hand, but it was all the assets of the large Pili cars.
In front of the Thunderbolt Chariot, there were tall oars, rows of shield walls and spears guarding them, and then there were neatly arranged infantry archers, powerful crossbowmen, and even organized repeating crossbowmen.
Behind the large Pili car is a large pot with a blazing fire, which is filled with fragrant meat and vegetable oil.
Creaking, the sound of the winch twisting the wooden arm...
A pottery pot filled with hot oil was put into a leather pocket, and the mouth of the filling was sealed with a coarse cloth. The coarse cloth soaked in grease burned in the wind. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature for better updates of the novel. Faster!)
