Zhang Yi picked up the telescope hanging on his chest and observed. Tsar Andrei's face clearly appeared in the lens. He was pale and trembling all over.
Fear overwhelmed the Tsar.
Standing on the tall wooden tower, he could see the whole battlefield.
Marshal Levget's surprise attack failed, and he was defeated by Zhang Yi and captured without mercy.
The hussars on both wings fled, leaving their leader behind, and scattered over the fields like a herd of frightened pigs.
There were only about 40,000 Guards left on the battlefield. They were the loyal and reliable veterans of the Tsar. However, they were attacked by arrows and fire like wooden piles.
What's even more frightening is that dozens of steel monsters rushed into the phalanx. The damage was not great, but it caused horrific psychological damage to the soldiers.
The entire line collapsed.
At the rear, the sand and dust were swirling, and a cavalry unit roared towards them.
Tsar Andrei observed for a moment and howled that he was not one of his own.
At this time, he wanted to run away and hurriedly retreated from the wooden tower.
Zhang Yi put down the telescope and smiled.
Where can I escape?
Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses gathered in Tongguan and Qishan had long received orders from Zhang Yi and rushed to Chang'an from the east and west directions, spreading out across the vast wilderness to intercept the fleeing enemies.
Asr, who came from the Mongolian prairie, also arrived at this moment, leading tens of thousands of prairie cavalry, roaring from the north.
They can distinguish between friend and foe. The characteristics of the Tsarist soldiers with high noses, blue eyes and big beards are simply obvious.
Tsar Andrei, who once had an army of 300,000, was reduced to tens of thousands of soldiers who were still able to resist under Zhang Yi's continuous attacks.
Tsar Andrei came to the ground. His feet felt weak, as if he were stepping on cotton ground. There were hundreds of personal guards in the camp, guarding under the wooden tower.
"His Majesty?"
"retreat!"
Tsar Andrei mounted the war horse brought by the escort and led hundreds of cavalry, trying to run out through the gap in the northwest. Along the way, the tsar gathered thousands of hussars and gathered a large force.
Unexpectedly, the prairie cavalry was extremely fast and blocked the way.
A fierce battle broke out between the two sides. The hussars had already exhausted their strength in the battle and could not resist the vigorous prairie cavalry. The battle did not last long and the men and horses collapsed.
Tsar Andrei had no way to escape and had to retreat to his base camp.
Looking around, there are Chinese troops in all directions.
"Negotiate with them, Your Majesty the Tsar!"
"Negotiation, yes, negotiation!"
Tsar Andrei came to his senses. He led his guards to the Guards formation and ordered everyone to surround him and defend in a ring to form an airtight formation.
Then the Tsar ordered the battle flag to be lowered and a white flag to be raised.
Send the signal for surrender negotiations.
"The enemy has surrendered!"
"The Tsar has been defeated by us!"
"Long live my sworn brother! Long live my sworn brother!"
The soldiers waved their weapons and shouted excitedly.
Zhang Yi ordered his troops to stop attacking and surrounded the enemy.
…
The sisters cheered and told Xiaoliu the news of victory.
Xiao Liu put down the drumstick in her hand, swayed, and almost fell off the carriage, but was supported by her sisters.
A sister carried a medicine kit on her back and quickly applied medicine to her and bandaged her hands.
"We have won, Liu'er!" Song Laohei said with great excitement.
"Yes, Master Song, Yi Ge defeated the enemy... He led us to victory..." Xiaoliu said with a mixture of sadness and joy.
The two commanders nodded with emotion. They had witnessed a young commander achieve incredible results and knew how much pressure Zhang Yi was under.
"These guys are really vulnerable."
An annoying voice came, it was Vice Premier Sun. He had been watching the battle on the north gate tower, and when he saw that the Tsarist army was dying, he ran over on horseback.
"It seems vulnerable, but it is actually the result of Zhang Shoufu's thorough preparation and clever planning." Governor Lu retorted.
Vice Premier Sun found that many people were staring at him and kept silent.
Marshal Levget had known this would be the outcome, and lowered his head in frustration. Unexpectedly, he was dragged up from the ground by two girls.
"Let's go and see how Tsar Andrei begged for mercy, hahaha!" Xiaoliu, with the help of her two sisters, rode on Feihuang's back.
Everyone was talking and laughing and walked towards Zhang Yi.
Marshal Levget was forced to follow Xiaoliu's horse and staggered forward.
…
Zhang Yi was sitting on Jueying's back, with the generals surrounding him, majestic and majestic, like a group of war gods coming down to earth.
This battle was not an easy one. In the eyes of onlookers, everything seemed to be flowing smoothly. In fact, everyone on the battlefield tried their best to suppress the momentum of the fierce Tsarist soldiers.
Zhang Yi's sweat flowed out from the gaps in the armor, mixed with the blood on the armor, and dripped down. Jueying was also sweating profusely, and his whole body looked like it was stained with blood.
The soldiers present are all the same.
The tsar's translator squeezed out from the dense guard camp, came to Zhang Yi, and bowed to salute.
"Dear Sir Zhang Yi, on behalf of His Majesty the Tsar, I am here to negotiate a peace treaty with you."
"What does the Tsar think?" Zhang Yi asked coldly. He had no sense of the enemy's sincerity at all.
"His Majesty the Tsar believes that this expedition was a complete accident. It was because of Wu Rui's instigation that the undue conflict broke out between the two countries..."
"This is untenable. Wu Rui was killed at Ziwu Ridge. Why didn't the Tsar withdraw his troops and instead went straight to Chang'an?"
"Uh, this..."
"Don't do this or that, put down your weapons and surrender unconditionally. This is your only choice."
"Dear Sir Zhang Yi, His Majesty the Tsar is willing to cede the northern steppes and make a promise never to enter Chinese territory. I hope that on the basis of the deep historical friendship between the two countries, you will allow His Majesty the Tsar to withdraw from China in an honorable manner.
"
"Friendship? Dignity?" Zhang Yi sneered, "The northern prairie is originally China's territory. Go tell the tsar that he has only one option: surrender. Perhaps he can spend the rest of his life in prison."
Zhang Yi's attitude is very firm and his intention is very clear.
Now that you're here, don't even think about going back.
The translator had nothing to say, so he turned around and infiltrated into the Guards camp to report to the Tsar.
Xiaoliu and others came on horseback. Seeing the enemy's strong formation, they seemed to want to resist.
"Yi Ge, why has the Tsar refused to put down his arms?" Xiaoliu asked strangely.
"The Tsar was unwilling to fail and wanted to negotiate peace and retreated to his country," Zhang Yi said.
"Zhang Shoufu, I remember that you have always advocated peace. It would be good to take this opportunity to reach a peace treaty between the two countries." Vice Premier Sun said.
"You are wrong, Vice Premier Sun," Zhang Yi said bluntly. "For my compatriots, I hope to resolve differences through peace and talks, but for the aggressor, especially the Tsarist Empire, which is determined to destroy me, I will only take advantage of it."
The knife will solve the problem."
This is the real Zhang Yi, clear in love and hate, full of domineering.
Cheers rang out, and the soldiers were proud to follow such a commander.