Not long after, Yan Guanglie slowly woke up under the flag of the Yan Clan's military commander. The Yan Clan generals who were waiting beside him quickly surrounded him with all kinds of talk.
"My lord, my lord, are you awake?"
"My lord, please show me your condolences. People cannot be resurrected after death. We must avenge Lord Guangyao!"
"Sir, although our cavalry is gone, we still have infantry. The infantry we brought this time are all the elites of the clan!"
"Yes, our infantry has completely crushed the enemy, and we are almost reaching the king's flag!"
"What's going on now? Help me up!" Yan Guanglie stretched out his arms with a pale face, and was helped up by the two Yan clan generals behind him.
Trying to open his eyes wide and look towards the battlefield ahead, his eyes suddenly tightened.
The scene before him made his face paler.
One hundred thousand infantrymen of the Yan tribe have already reached the high ground where the king's banner of the Langya army is located. If it had been before, he must have been very satisfied like the other generals and felt that the Langya army was about to be defeated.
But now, he did not dare to underestimate the Langya Army. The Langya Army's cavalry had a cavalry formation of ten thousand people, and the previous two infantry battalions had more than a third of the infantry formation.
As the main force of the central army in Langya, there are 150,000 people and only less than 20,000 infantry formations?
Can he believe it?
Can he believe it?
"Retreat, retreat, retreat quickly!" Yan Guanglie shouted with trembling lips.
Taking a closer look, the Langya Army also has a phantom phalanx of more than 10,000 people in golden armor, surrounded by Yan tribe infantry.
It seemed to be crumbling, and the phantom of the fire giant on the side almost disappeared, but it still remained strong.
In particular, the cavalry on both wings of the Langya Army have already assembled their teams, lined up in neat formation, and are ready to go.
For a while, Yan Guanglie's hands and feet were cold, and he was on the verge of fainting again.
"Sir, we cannot retreat. As long as we take down the Langya Army's royal flag, we will win!"
"We have already reached the enemy's royal flag, how can we withdraw?"
"Our Yan Clan army has never lost a battle in the past ten years!"
When the Yan clan generals surrounding them heard that they were about to retreat, they saw that they were about to lose the victory they were about to gain. They all started shouting, but no one actually followed the order to retreat.
"Shut up, everyone, retreat immediately, and those who disobey will be killed!" Yan Guang's fingers trembled with anger, and he pointed at the generals in front of him and cursed: "Are you all pigs?
Open your eyes and take a look.
Are the Langya King Banners making any panicked retreat? The cavalry on both wings have been assembled and can outflank our army's retreat at any time. Are you all blind?"
"Sir, we have sent a message to the Sha Clan camp, asking them to come immediately to support and attack the enemy from both front and rear!
The distance is only thirty miles, so this time is almost here!"
"Sir, don't worry. The Langya Army's cavalry dare not move. Li Wenhao is asking for his own death this time. He is dead!"
However, the few trusted generals nearby still did not want to withdraw their troops, and the second brother Yan Guangzu also said: "Brother, we suffered heavy losses this time, and none of the five thousand earth dragon beast cavalry were spared.
If we lose another battle and go back, we won't be able to explain to His Majesty and the clan leader?"
"Yes, even if the Langya Army's cavalry moves, as long as we can hold on until the Sha Clan Army arrives, we will win!" Another trusted general added.
"Sha Clan Army?" Yan Guanglie hesitated, especially after hearing the words of his second brother Yan Guangzu, he decided to wait and see.
Under the current situation, as long as the Sand Clan army can arrive in time, victory will be certain.
The people of the Sha tribe who have always been ignored have now become a life-saving straw.
Everyone was shy, so they simply said a few words and said no more.
"Uncle, I heard that the commander-in-chief of the Sand Clan Army this time is Guimu Tengchuan and Baimu Qingfu!"
When everyone stopped noisy, Yan Xiao walked to Yan Guanglie's side and whispered.
Good guy, this sentence is not loud, but the movement is not small.
The faces of the generals changed, as if they felt as uncomfortable as eating flies, and they all looked at Yan Guanglie.
Guimu Tengchuan's family was killed by the Yanguang family.
Speaking of which, the two families are still in-laws. Yan Guanglie's eldest daughter and Guimu Tengchuan's eldest son are exactly the pair of fateful mandarin ducks.
The only difference is that Guimu Tengchuan's son is dead and Yan Guanglie's daughter is still alive.
"Hmph, it's true that enemies are on the same road!" Yan Guanglie snorted heavily, but there was not much worry on his face, and he said disdainfully: "So what if it's Guimu Tengchuan?
If he wanted to save the little boy's life, he would not dare not send troops.
Besides, isn’t there a Baimu Qingfu?”
"What the elder brother said is absolutely true!" the second eldest brother, Yan Guangzu, shouted loudly: "By sparing them from death, I gave the Sand Clan a huge face."
"Yes, the Sand Clan is just the last of the eight royal families. Their regents don't even dare to say no to us, let alone Guimu Tengchuan!"
"Hey, this may be an opportunity. When the Sha tribe comes, we can say that their rescue was late and use this as an excuse to rob their coal mountain."
"A clever idea. In this way, you can get a super black iron ore. After you go back, not only will you not be guilty, but you will also be a huge credit."
"Ha ha!"
The generals of the Yan tribe burst into joy, and the more they talked, the happier they became. Even Yan Guanglie touched his chin and smiled.
He seems to have become more optimistic about his judgment on the battlefield.
At the same time, in the Sha Clan camp outside Donghuai County, Guimu Tengchuan and Baimu Qingfu were holding the secret message sent by the Yan Clan army with different expressions.
"Guimu, if we don't send troops, it will be no small matter for the Yan tribe to investigate afterward!" Baimu Qingfu looked nervous, his eyes wandering, and he seemed a little unsure of paying attention.
Instead, the old god Guimu Tengchuan was here, holding a cup of tea in his hand, sipping it slowly: "What are you afraid of? If you really want to be held responsible, you can just blame it all on me, I will take the responsibility!"
"You, are you really not afraid?" Baimu Qingfu was dumbfounded, somewhat speechless.
Although he is not very familiar with Guimu Tengchuan, isn't the Guimu Tengchuan in front of him too calm?
The Yan tribe is one of the three strongest tribes among the eight royal families. Once they are investigated, the regent will not be able to protect them.
"Report!" At this moment, a sentry ran in: "The latest news from the front line, the Yan tribe's cavalry has been wiped out, and the seventh-level strongman Yan Guangyao died in battle."
"What? All 100,000 Yan clan cavalry were wiped out, and Yan Guangyao died!" Before the sentry could finish speaking, Baimu Qingfu suddenly stood up.
His eyes were full of disbelief, and he said anxiously: "Didn't he also bring five thousand earth dragon beast knights with him? How could it be so miserable?"
"Well, as expected of Li Wenhao, he killed well!" Guimu Tengchuan also stood up. Unlike Guimu Tengchuan, his face was full of joy, and there were faint tears shining in his eyes.
"Cong'er, my wife, Doudou, I'm so ashamed of you, wuwu!"
The pain that had been suppressed for many years overflowed at this moment, and Oniki Tengchuan began to cry without any image.