Yang Yanzhang's tactics are very simple, which is to press forward openly, exchange losses for losses, and exchange blood for blood.
But the mutual losses are very clear just by looking at them.
Gao Xie's troops, who were the first to enter the battle, with a force of 10,000, were nothing short of a ferocious beast. They quickly defeated the vanguard battalion of the Jingsui Army with extremely ferocious damage. It was the most elite battalion in Guo Ming's hands.
, but was defeated without any backhand.
And now, 10,000 people have withstood the attack of 30,000 people, including Zhao Jun...
The Hedong Army still had 10,000 troops left, while the Jingsui Army only had a meager 20,000 troops left.
Thousands of people are organized into one formation, and even a large-scale cavalry charge cannot break it as long as hot weapons are not produced.
This is a serious battle.
"Commander, what should we do?" Seeing that the Jingsui Army was gradually losing ground, a general couldn't help but ask.
Guo Ming was quite ruthless. When he saw this situation, he first looked up to the sky and laughed, and then said sternly: "I swear to the death!"
If Yang Yanzhang's troops intercepted his head, he had to fight. Otherwise, the low morale of the Jingsui Army would be even lower. But now, since the battle is fought, it must be fought thoroughly. Once it retreats, the whole army will be defeated.
The Jingsui Army and Guo Ming himself will also be finished.
"The Jingsui Army is in ruins!"
Yang Yanzhang was always paying attention to the opposite side. As the war progressed, the morale of the Jingsui Army became more and more unsatisfactory. There seemed to be a little commotion among the solemn rear formations.
Their morale has reached a critical point.
The flag was waved again, and 5,000 new troops were added to the battle formation by Yang Yanzhang. This was the first time since the beginning of the war that he took the initiative to increase troops without the Jingsui Army.
The Jingsui Army on the field could no longer hold up. Guo Ming also waved the flag and added two more battalions of soldiers to come forward. "Yang Zhao, hold it high!"
"The general is here!" Hearing Yang Yanzhang's call, two generals, Yang and Gao, shouted in response.
"Bring your cavalry and fire oil cans with you. Let me attack the Zhao army directly."
Yang Zhao held his head high to listen to the order and shouted: "The last general takes orders!"
As he said that, he immediately raised his flag and five to six hundred cavalry galloped out. This was Yang Yanzhang, the only cavalry among Gao Xie's 30,000 troops.
Accompanied by the thunderous sound of horse hooves, thick smoke and dust rose up. A large red cloud-like cavalry rushed over, charging straight into the already crumbling Zhao army's formation.
As the most elite combat force in the area, since the vanguard battalion of the Jingsui Army was defeated, the Zhao Army naturally pushed to the front and withstood the huge pressure from Gao Xie's troops.
Thirty thousand people faced Gao Xie's 10,000 troops, but the combined pressure of the 20,000 Jingsui troops was not as good as Zhao's. Who made them the main force?
After fighting until now, Zhao Jun could no longer hold on. They suffered heavy casualties and the battle was shaky.
Yang Yanzhang wanted to give Zhao Jun a push at this moment and relieve Gao Xiejun of a huge burden as soon as possible.
Gao Xie's 10,000 veteran troops from Hedong are elite and capable of fighting, but they are not invincible. They are also under heavy pressure now.
The five or six hundred cavalry were divided into fifty or sixty small cavalry groups, shuttled through the gaps between the Hedong Army's formations. Soon the Zhao Army was in front of them.
"Get on fire!" All cavalry horses are equipped with an iron pipe fixed with iron bars. There is a fire break in the iron pipe, which will ignite in the wind.
There are three to four fire oil cans on the left and right saddles of each war horse. The horse's body is covered with a felt blanket, and small jars as big as one kilogram are decorated in a soft net woven with grass and vines, which cannot be broken by the galloping war horses.
The horses slowed down, and each knight wore thick armor and rode forward. His heart beat violently as the sound of the horses' hooves slowed down.
"Throw it away!" He raised his hand and gave the order, took out the kerosene can from his pocket, held it in front of the iron pipe, and the sealing oilcloth soaked in kerosene immediately burned.
"Papa!" The kerosene was thrown on Zhao Bing's body, hit the armor, and immediately turned into a flame. This was not a thunderbolt bullet, and there was no flesh and blood flying everywhere, but the lethality and deterrence of the flames splashed out were comparable to those of a thunderbolt bullet.
Worse than that.
Once you get it on, you can't take it off, which is scary just thinking about it.
Zhao Jun had never encountered a cavalryman throwing fire oil cans before, and the army formation suddenly became turbulent and exploded. When the sergeants saw the small group of cavalry approaching, they retreated one after another.
"Come in!" Yang Zhao roared. Seeing this opportunity, he gathered hundreds of cavalrymen, holding burning kerosene cans in one hand and waving sabers in the other, and rolled away after Yang Zhao.
Yang Zhao did not go to greet the fire oil tank. He waved a mace in both hands and took the lead, rushing to the front.
These hundred and ten cavalrymen formed a torrent of impact, with the sound of hoofs rolling, dust flying, and the earth shaking under the iron hoofs. Zhao's army exploded into pieces and panicked, and the formation could no longer maintain its position.
But in normal times, even a hundred armored cavalry would not be able to break through a tight military formation of ten thousand soldiers.
"Kill!" Yang Zhao shouted violently, and saw a flash of cold light. With the momentum of the charge, the mace was invincible. One after another, the heads were shattered into rotten melons, and blood spurted out.
The horses neighed, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and the sound of horse hooves shook the entire battlefield. A hundred horsemen followed him and rushed straight into the enemy's formation.
There was a continuous muffled sound of guns colliding, the refined weapons screamed in the flesh, and he rushed over the enemy formation in a matter of seconds.
In just a short moment of charge, only sixty or seventy of the hundred cavalry were left. This was the price of charging.
But immediately afterwards, Gao Ju led the remaining 500 cavalry and rushed in. This iron-like charge instantly destroyed the last morale of Zhao Jun. After a long battle, the exhausted Zhao Jun completely collapsed.
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"Drive them back!" Yang Zhao raised his head and roared angrily, leading the experienced cavalry to drive the defeated Zhao army to counterattack the Jingsui army.
Killing them directly is not as good as defeating them and then driving them for your own use.
Sure enough, during the expulsion, the collapsed Zhao army cried out and abandoned their armor, fled with their heads in their hands, and smashed the Jingsui Army camp behind them into a mess, but there were few who had the courage to fight to the death.
The cries, howls, and the collapse of Zhao Jun cast a heavy shadow over the entire Jingsui Army. To put it mildly, not to mention their own defeat, they were still disrupting the array of the Jingsui Army. To put it seriously,
Zhao Jun even played the role of the 'first' domino that fell.
"Kill him!"
Gao Xie would not let go of this great opportunity. He used his own soldiers as the vanguard, and after simply arranging two units, he pierced into the Zhao army's rout, quickly penetrated the entire Zhao army, and penetrated the chaos.
In the Jingsui Army.
A wider collapse began.
"Catch up!" A larger scale of chaos is created. That means more and greater opportunities.
Seeing the chaotic torrent in the center of the enemy army, Yang Yanzhang knew that the time had come and waved the spear in his hand: "Brothers, kill me -"
The last five thousand Hedong elite formed a rolling torrent and rushed straight towards the enemy.
The Jingsui Army, which was struggling to support the front, was also overwhelmed. The military formation was in chaos on the left and right, and the middle was facing the most direct pressure from the Hedong Army. Suddenly the situation had reached the most critical moment. One by one, the Jingsui Army shouted:
Turn and run away.
If someone leads the team, then someone will follow. It didn't take long before the 30,000 Jingsui troops in front of them continued to collapse, forming a collapse line that spread for several miles.
Guo Ming's forehead was dripping with sweat, and he still had 10,000 troops in his hands. But could these 10,000 troops turn the tide? Guo Ming had no confidence at all. In his heart, he preferred to believe that he had just thrown the 10,000 troops into the battlefield.
It can't save the war.
At this time, the sky was originally gloomy. Big drops of rain suddenly fell down and hit the ground, splashing not only dust, but also the smell of blood!
There was blood everywhere on the battlefield. As the ground gradually became wet with raindrops, the blood stains gradually gathered in one place and turned into a red swamp.
After being trampled by the hooves of soldiers and horses, bloody mud splashed everywhere.
The rain fell harder and harder, corpses fell one after another, and in the dust, blood, water and soil merged into one.
There was no thunder and lightning, it was already October, and rain without thunder was more common.
Guo Ming retreated with his 10,000 troops who still maintained order. The entire Jingsui Army on the battlefield was extinguished by the cold rain that suddenly fell, extinguishing the last trace of bloody courage in their hearts.
Continuous collapse, completely irreversible.
Of course, the current Hedong Army is not much better. When it rains heavily, the sky and earth suddenly turn dark, like night. In this case, Yang Yanzhang is unable to command.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
There was a crackling sound, and it only lasted a moment before my whole body was soaked.
The Hedong Army only pursued and killed for more than ten miles, and stopped everywhere. Due to the heavy rain, countless Jingsui Army fled in all directions, leaving a mess.
"The cavalry were ordered to go around shouting that those who surrender will not be killed... Hey, we will only have to wait and see after the rain to see what the outcome of the battle will be."
Yang Yanzhang was very depressed. Without this rain, he would have at least left Guo Ming with 30,000 to 40,000 troops, but now...
With that said, he gave the order: "Go back to camp!"
The camp was set up very firmly. It used logs as walls, one row long and one row short. The bottoms of the tree trunks were burnt and then half of them were buried in the soil. The long trunks were lined up in a tight row outside, and the short trunks were lined up in a row.
Inside, wooden boards are placed between two rows of tree trunks, divided into upper and lower layers, so that the part where the long tree trunks grow becomes a protective wall. The upper layer of the wooden boards can allow soldiers to patrol and guard, while the lower layer can store defensive weapons and allow soldiers to rest.
The military tents were all covered with oilcloth, and charcoal fires were lit inside. After a short time of baking in the tents, the ground became dry.
Two-quarters of an hour later, Yang Yanzhang was sitting comfortably at the table, having changed into dry and clean clothes.
The fire in the brazier was crackling, filling the tent with warm heat. Yang Yanzhang was drafting a military document to be sent to Zhu Biao.
With today's victory in the main force collision, Yang Yanzhang has absolute confidence in conquering Yanping County independently.
Qingxiang County, October 13th.
It was quiet inside and outside the city, but the blood and corpses made this night seem particularly cold and desolate.
In the Han army camp not far outside the city, there were many fires rising, and the sky turned red.
In contrast, the "desolation" in the city shows the difference even more.
Wang Huai stood on the city, looking at all this, his heart was desolate.
Three days ago, on the same day that Yang Yanzhang fought against Guo Ming, Zhu Biao also led his elite cavalry into Qingxiang County, his hometown.
He did not immediately send troops to the county town, but first captured Qing County, gathered the old family members who had fled, and then came to the city.
But in two days, Zhu Biao certainly didn't just gather his tribesmen. Most of the counties in Qingxiang County were big households. Anyway, the Han army took the city without bloodshed. The current situation of the Zhao army was really unconfident, so that
Yesterday, when Zhu Biao's army came to Qingxiang County City, several large households in the city took advantage of the confrontation between the two armies to raise private troops to respond. As a result, no blood was shed when the county city fell into the hands of Zhao's army. This time, blood was shed.
Enough.
The response failed, but not all large households were killed. Up to now, the remnant soldiers are still gathering in a certain courtyard to resist stubbornly.
The Han army outside the city was too intimidating to the Zhao army, which had only six to seven thousand men in the city. If the internal officers had not misjudged the Zhao army's combat effectiveness, this operation would have been successful.
The Zhao army, which could only mobilize about half of its troops, defeated the internal forces of the big households, but was unable to continue its efforts to completely eradicate these large households. Seven to eight hundred remaining soldiers were left behind, and the Zhao army was no longer safe from the enemy.
However, after a killing, the unstable people's hearts were suppressed. Although this suppression was so unstable when the Han army was approaching the city.
At this time, Wang Huai turned around and walked out.
There was no common people coming and going in front of the governor's house. I got on my horse and went to the city wall. Not far away, I saw a group of Zhao soldiers armed with weapons guarding a group of common people.
These people, both men and women, all looked frightened. They were guarded by swords and guns, but they did not dare to make a sound. They were pulled up under strict orders to carry the stones.
Without looking at the fearful expressions of the people, Wang Huai walked up the stone steps to the city tower with a gloomy face. He had just descended from here not long ago.
There was a resting place inside the city tower. Wang Huai walked around on the city wall. As soon as he sat down on the chair, someone came to the door.
"Your Majesty, Sir, I would like to see you." The soldier reported from outside.
Master Xu is Xu Shijin, the former magistrate of a certain county in Qingxiang County. Now he has become the prefect of Qingxiang. Of course, he is only the prefect in name, and the real power is still completely controlled by Wang Huai.
When Wang Huai heard that it was him who had arrived, he said, "Let him come in."
"Yes, General."
After a while, a thin man walked in from the outside. Even at this time, he still had a somewhat elegant and elegant look on his body, but his eyes were bloodshot and dull.
As soon as he came in, Xu Shijin bowed respectfully to Wang Huaigong, who was sitting on the seat, and said with a worried look: "General Wang, Qingxiang City has been trapped by Zhu Biao's army. The defenders in the city are in commotion, and the wealthy families are restless. So.
This is not a good place, General, you'd better make a decision early."
"Not a good place? I also know that Qingxiang City is not a good place. But, where can I go?" Wang Huai repeated this sentence, raised his head and stared at Xu Shijin for a while.
At this moment, Xu Shijin was seen breaking out in a cold sweat. Wang Huai withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Then what should I do according to what you said?"
Xu Shijin laughed dryly, but remembering the situation in the city, he hesitated for a moment, and then bravely persuaded him: "General Wang, in my humble opinion, this battle cannot be fought any longer. This momentary setback is nothing.
If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. Now Qingxiang County is under Zhu Biao's control, and the county city alone cannot be defended for a few more days. If the consumption continues, not only the big people in the city may rebel
, even the soldiers in the city are not willing. It is better for General Wang to pretend to surrender to Zhu Biao first, and slowly regain his strength secretly. If there is an opportunity in the future, it will not be too late to make plans again..."
"Are you trying to persuade me to surrender to the Han army?" Wang Huai stared at Xu Shijin coldly.
Xu Shijin said hurriedly: "General Wang, you are just pretending to surrender. One day when the time comes, you can still seek the west again!"
"You think I'm a three-year-old baby?" Wang Huai was furious. He never wanted to see this person again. He stood up suddenly and shouted outside: "Here comes someone."
"General!" Hearing the noise, several fully armed soldiers came in from outside.
Wang Huai pointed at Xu Shijin who was facing him and turned pale with fright: "Drag him out and kill him!"
"Yes, general." Several soldiers couldn't help but said, they came up and dragged Xu Shijin up and walked out.
"General Wang, you can't do this. Xu is sincere, and Shi Jin is thinking about you. General, please spare Shi Jin's life, General Wang..." After Xu Shijin was dragged out, his shouts became more and more distant.
Until the sound could no longer be heard, Wang Huaifang sat down again with a gloomy face. He picked up the tea cup and just took a sip, he couldn't help but throw it to the ground. "Those who are not from my race must have different minds. None of the Han people have a different mind."
Believable.”
Outside the city of Qingxiang County, there is a continuous large camp, which looks spectacular.
It was dark at this time, and the oil lamps in each tent had been extinguished.
Only the main camp tent was brightly lit, the table was full of documents, and several volumes of books were placed in front of the cave. Zhu Biao was half lying on the cave at this time, flipping through the books.
After just looking at it for a while, I felt annoyed, so I put it aside. After lying down, I closed my eyes for a while and rested my mind.
At this time, Dou Bing brought him dinner.
Zhu Biao, who has always loved good food and had a great appetite, lost his appetite today when he looked at the several dishes placed on the table.
"Just keep these two things!" Only two of them were left, and the rest were carried out by Dou Bing.
After reluctantly finishing the meal, Zhu Biao got up and walked out of the tent after his own soldiers came in and left the tent. He looked like he was patrolling the camp, but in his heart he was thinking hard about Zhu Ming's return.
Something happened in the Jiuqujian branch. Li Yixiao, the son of Song Yingzhu, was married to Long Yan for more than a year. After Long Yan gave birth to a son last month, the relationship with his father and grandfather deteriorated rapidly. From Mu Xuehua
The latest news is that Li Yixiao even started fighting with his father.
On the third day of October, which was ten days ago, traces of people from the Demon Sect were revealed in the east of Quzhou. The Jiuqu Sword Sect was personally led by the guardian elder Jiang Qingyan, including Li Yixiao, and went to the foot of the mountain to do something. As a result, there were more than a dozen people in the group.
The whole army was wiped out, and Jiang Qingyan, Zhu Biao's old enemy, died in the countryside. His body was so horrific that half of the remaining people were so dead that they could no longer die. The corpses were around Jiang Qingyan. The other half, including Li Yixiao and others, could not be seen alive or dead.
Since the remnants of Wuliang Dao were thrown into Hedong, the waves caused by the gods and demons in the previous twelve days have gradually subsided. The Demon Sect has withdrawn from the Northern Han Dynasty and Beiyu, and their whereabouts have rarely been exposed, let alone
Kill the local martial arts strength.
Such a tragedy for the Jiuqu Sword Sect caused an uproar in the martial arts world of the Northern Han Dynasty, which had just calmed down.
The news from Mu Xuehua said that the Jiuqu Sword Sect has been actively contacting the Lixue Sect, Wenshu Monastery, and Chaoyang Temple, with the intention of forming a true unified alliance among the four sects.
