I thought the decisive battle at Bailang Mountain would be a fierce battle, but it turned out to be surprisingly smooth.
Both sides mobilized all available troops, but most of Xixia's elite generals were killed. Long Chen's side had stronger troops and horses. The battlefield situation was one-sided. Shi Le was defeated and the Long family army was victorious!
Long Chen placed the heads of Kong Ji, Shi Haoran, and Le Min on the table. Wu Jian burned three incense sticks and handed them to Long Chen.
Long Chen took the incense, bowed to the memorial tablets of Long Ye, his four brothers, and the Long Family Army officers, and inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner.
"Today, I will destroy Shile, kill Kongji, kill Shi Haoran, and annihilate more than 300,000 enemies to comfort the heroic souls of 100,000 Long family troops!"
Long Chen picked up a jar of wine, sprinkled it in front of the coffin, and sang loudly:
With sharp swords and dragon armor, a hundred thousand soldiers fought in close combat!
The sun is covered with banners, the flags are like clouds, the arrows are falling, and the soldiers are vying to be the first!
If you are sincere and brave, you cannot be bullied. Even if you die, you should be a hero!
After singing, Long Chen picked up another jar of wine and threw it on the ground.
Zhang Qian and the others watched in the audience with tears in their eyes.
She has followed Long Chen for the longest time and understands Long Chen’s hatred best.
Today, Long Chen finally took his revenge.
Wu Jian knelt down in front of the memorial tablet, kowtowed and cried: "Old general, young general, you have all seen it, let's fight Bailang Mountain again, we will win!"
Zhao Ying looked at Long Chen and Wu Jian on the stage, and secretly swore in her heart that she would take revenge on Lu Qichang.
After the memorial ceremony, all the soldiers returned to camp to celebrate the victory.
Long Chen returned to the Chinese army's tent and immediately wrote a battle report and sent it to the capital.
the next day.
Long Chen came out of the tent, and there were many corpses of Xixia people outside.
Long Chen did not collect the corpses. When the Long Family soldiers died there was no one to bury them here. These enemy soldiers did not deserve to be buried in peace.
Zhang Qian came over and asked: "Sir, should we take a rest or go straight to Xingqing City?"
Long Chen said: "The injured brother returned to Yangcheng to recuperate, and the others went straight to Xingqing City with me."
This time, Long Chen didn't give Shi Le a chance to breathe.
Zhang Qian nodded and said: "If we take over Xingqing City in one go, Xixia will be destroyed!"
Long Chen didn't see Wu Jian and asked: "Where is Old Wu?"
Zhang Qian said: "He sat on the altar all night and just went back to sleep."
Long Chen nodded and said: "Let him have a good rest."
Of the 100,000 Long family troops, only Long Chen and Wu Jian were left.
Although Long Chen is the fifth son of the Long family, the host's memory of hatred is still in his mind.
But the one with the deepest hatred should be Wu Jian.
Long Chen walked to the altar and asked someone to collect the tablets. As for the heads of Kong Ji and Shi Haoran, Long Chen ordered them to be thrown away casually.
In the afternoon, the Long family army regrouped, and the injured returned to Yangcheng to rest, while the others followed Long Chen and immediately headed for Guancheng.
Tu Zhi came over on horseback and said: "King Wu, we request to attack the royal city together with King Wu."
Long Chen's order to Tu Zhi was only to participate in the decisive battle at Bailang Mountain, but did not require them to participate in the battle at Xingqing City.
But after yesterday's fight, Tu Zhi saw how ferocious Long Chen was. He wanted to please Long Chen, so he took the initiative to ask for help.
"Okay, come with me! But take care of your men and don't plunder villages and towns along the way!"
Tu Zhi immediately bowed: "Take orders!"
With the Long family army in front and the barbarian cavalry behind, more than 400,000 troops marched through Guancheng and entered the hinterland of Xixia.
When Shi Le returned to Xingqing City, Yan Xifeng, the commander of the imperial army, immediately went out of the city to greet him.
Shi Le was wearing a dragon robe, with blood stains clearly visible inside. His face was dark and he looked very ugly.
Behind him were the Xixia soldiers who were equally embarrassed, all with disheveled clothes and dirty faces, like defeated roosters.
"Your Majesty"
Seeing Shi Le's appearance, Yan Xifeng had already guessed the outcome of the battle at Bailang Mountain.
"Your Majesty!"
Behind him, the eunuch Ma Fang rushed over, knelt in front of the horse and cried: "The king is finally back!"
When Long Chen attacked Guancheng, Ma Fang fled back to Xingqing City on horseback.
After returning to the royal city, Ma Fang has been waiting for Shi Le to return.
Shi Le glanced at Ma Fang coldly and said, "You are still alive."
Guancheng was attacked by surprise, and he thought Ma Fang was dead, but didn't expect him to be alive.
When Ma Fang heard this, he kowtowed in fright: "After the king left that night, Long Chengen raided Guancheng, and I escaped with my life. Afterwards, I also wanted to go to Bailang Mountain to find the king, but I couldn't make it."
Shi Le was very tired and was swaying on his horse. Li Chenglie angrily shouted: "Why don't you help the king go back to the palace!"
Yan Xifeng immediately called for someone to bring a stretcher and carried Shi Le back to the palace.
The stretcher was carried back to the dormitory, and people from the Imperial Hospital arrived immediately.
The imperial doctor cut open his clothes and found that the two wounds on his abdomen had begun to fester.
"Bring the liquor and plaster, quickly!"
The head of the Taiyuan Hospital immediately treated Shi Le and drove the others out.
Yan Xifeng pulled Li Chenglie outside the door and asked about the situation of the decisive battle at Bailang Mountain. Li Chenglie sighed: "The Long family army has 200,000 troops and the barbarian cavalry has 300,000 troops. Our Daxia army was defeated like a mountain!"
"Kongji Imperial Master was killed in battle, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince"
Yan Xifeng asked in shock: "We are defeated like a mountain? How many more do we have left? Hasn't Long Chengen been hit hard?"
Li Chenglie shook his head slightly and said: "Only those outside the city are left. The Long family army suffered very few losses, at most 40,000 casualties."
Thinking of the scene at that time, Li Chengyeol felt like he was in a dream.
The Xixia soldiers were like moths flying into the flames, constantly rushing forward and falling down.
Yan Xifeng found it incredible and said: "How is it possible? We lost more than 300,000 people, and the Long family army only suffered 40,000 casualties?"
Yan Xifeng was also a war general. On the battlefield, he was a famous general if he could achieve a two-to-one casualty ratio.
Xixia suffered a loss of 300,000, so it is reasonable for the Long family army to pay at least 150,000 casualties.
Li Chenglie sighed: "Commander Yan, do you know what it means to be defeated like a mountain?"
Yan Xifeng was silent
Li Chenglie looked at the sky and leaned against the wall tiredly. He was also very tired.
"At the beginning of the battle, Long Chengen, the king, and the national master fought against each other. The national master was poisoned and killed, and the king was seriously injured!"
Li Chengyeol began to recall the battle situation at that time.
Yan Xifeng muttered: "The general will be unfavorable in the battle, and his morale will be damaged."
Li Chenglie nodded slightly and said: "Yes, I will immediately send troops to charge. The rescue king will return to the battle array, and Tie Yaozi will launch the first wave of charges."
Yan Xifeng said: "The terrain of Bailang Mountain is flat. Shile's cavalry charged collectively. The commander of the army did the right thing."
In flat terrain, once the cavalry starts running, it is very powerful. Li Chenglie's command will not be a problem.
Li Chenglie sighed: "But Long Chengen made a new weapon, which can shoot iron balls. After being hit, the men and horses will be killed immediately!"
"There is also something that sprays out white mist. That thing is invisible, but it can easily penetrate armor, and it shoots flatly."
Yan Xifeng was confused by what he heard. He had never seen artillery and muskets, so he couldn't imagine what Li Chenglie was talking about.
"140,000, 140,000 iron kites, watching them fall."
"After that, there was an infantry melee. The Long family army faced off head-on. 300,000 barbarian cavalry attacked the flanks and rear. Our army was defeated like a mountain."
Li Chenglie didn't want to talk anymore.
Yan Xifeng understood that most of the most elite cavalry were killed as soon as the battle began, and the Xixia army lost its morale.
If the three armies seize the opportunity, then they are the lambs to be slaughtered.
What followed was a unilateral massacre.
"After losing the decisive battle at Bailang Mountain, Long Chengen will march straight into the city. He will soon reach the city. What will the commander-in-chief think?"
If Bailang Mountain is defeated, Long Chen will definitely take advantage of the victory to pursue it, attack the royal city in one go, and destroy Xixia.
