The Zhen army's camp moved forward more and more, while the Sichuan army's camp retreated further and further. Seeing this, Feng Yu was so anxious that he drew his sword and shouted to the surrounding Sichuan army soldiers: "Coward"
Kill those who don't fight, kill those who shrink from the battle, and kill those who cowardly escape!"
Unfortunately, the difference in combat power between the two sides is too great, and it can no longer be made up for by tenacious fighting spirit.
On the battlefield, the red-eyed Zhen were no different from beasts. The weapons in their hands were cut off, and they immediately rushed forward, punching, head-butting, and biting with their teeth. Their whole bodies were covered with weapons.
On the other hand, looking at the Sichuan Army on the opposite side, people's faces were full of panic, and the hands holding weapons were shaking. They did not have to be knocked back by the Zhen Army, but they themselves had already retreated involuntarily.
Feng Yu was unwilling to be defeated by the rebels, and he could not bear such humiliation. At this time, the Sichuan army was clearly outmatched, but he would rather grit his teeth and refuse to order a retreat, commanding the Sichuan army soldiers to continue fighting to the death with the Zhen army.
As the strength of the Sichuan army became smaller and smaller, and the camp retreated further and further, Meng Xiong saw Feng Yu who was commanding the battle in the crowd of Sichuan army.
He didn't know who Feng Yu was, but looking at his dazzling golden armor, he immediately judged that this person must have a high military rank.
Meng Xiong remained silent and charged in the direction of Feng Yu. When he was only ten meters away from Feng Yu, the guards around Feng Yu finally noticed Meng Xiong. The guards all exclaimed: "No.
Okay, the enemy general is coming, general, retreat quickly!"
However, it was too late for them to retreat at this time. Meng Xiong suddenly yelled and urged his horse to rush towards Feng Yu. Three guards roared towards Meng Xiong, hoping to stop him and do their best for the commander.
Buy as much time as possible to retreat.
But they rushed up quickly and fell down even faster. Meng Xiong's martial arts was not inferior to Lei Meng's at all. He was powerful in spiritual martial arts and extremely powerful. When the long swords were raised, even if the guards barely blocked it with their spiritual soldiers, they were still shaken.
There was blood coming out of the mouth and nose, and he would either die on the spot or be knocked unconscious.
Feng Yu's guards were like nothing in front of Meng Xiong. The latter struck out with heavy swords in succession, killing the crowd of guards in one breath. He urged his horse to approach Feng Yu, rounded the long sword in his hand, and stood up.
The one who split the Huashan Mountain cut it down fiercely.
Speaking of Feng Yu's martial arts, he is not in vain. He is an orthodox military commander. Even though he is old now, his Lingwu cultivation is still superb. However, under Meng Xiong's brute force, his cultivation
It's completely useless.
He blocked Meng Xiong's heavy sword with his horizontal sword, and a loud cracking sound was heard in his ears. Feng Yu's arms holding the sword were shattered, and with it, the four hooves of his horse were also broken, and he knelt on the ground.
Without giving Feng Yu a chance to breathe, Meng Xiong swung his long knife horizontally and shouted: "Bring your head!"
Pounce! This knife directly cut off Feng Yu's neck and lifted his head into the air.
Without waiting for the other person's head to fall, Meng Xiong reached out with one hand and caught the severed head in the air. He raised the bleeding head high above his head, laughed wildly, turned around and roared: "The enemy general has arrived.
Die, brothers, kill all the Sichuan thieves! Kill them!"
Feng Yu's death was the most fatal blow to the Sichuan army. The ensuing battle could not be considered a battle at all, but turned into a one-sided massacre. The morale of the Zhen army officers was greatly boosted, and the people rushed forward with howls and screams.
On the other hand, the Sichuan army, from the soldiers to the generals, was frightened and had no desire to fight. The people retreated in droves.
The Zhen Army, whose ferocious nature had been fully aroused, was not willing to let the Sichuan Army soldiers escape. Under the leadership of Meng Xiong, the Zhen Army fiercely pursued and killed the Sichuan Army soldiers. They fled and died along the way, and there were countless casualties.
The fighting on their side was clearly seen by Tang Yin and others not far away.
The battle was fought with a considerable amount of troops, and Feng Yu, who commanded the Sichuan army, was also considered a famous general in Sichuan. However, the battle turned out to be completely one-sided, which made people sigh and sigh, and at the same time, they could not help but feel a sense of fear towards the Zhen army.
Qingyu whispered: "Your Majesty, the combat power of the Zhen Army is truly rare in the world!"
"Yes!" Cheng Jin sighed: "In terms of combat effectiveness alone, the combat effectiveness of the Zhen Army is by no means inferior to that of the Pingyuan Army."
Qingyu continued: "Now the Zhen Army only has tens of thousands of people, which is nothing to worry about. But if it is allowed to develop and grow, it will become hundreds of thousands or even millions. That will be millions of plain troops, let alone
It’s not surprising that it swept across the Sichuan Kingdom, even if it swept across the world!”
"Haha!" Tang Yin raised his head and smiled, looked at Qingyu, and then at Cheng Jin who also had a worried look on his face. He said: "I can make the Zhen army revive, and I can also destroy them. There is nothing to worry about.
What I’m interested in now is how Xiao Xiang will react when the Sichuan court learns that the four legions stationed in Zhenxi were completely wiped out by the rebels?”
Qingyu thought for a while and said: "I think Xiao Xiang will send the strongest legion and most powerful general of Sichuan Kingdom to Zhendi to quell the rebellion."
Tang Yin shrugged and said, "If it were me, I would definitely go out in person and fight a decisive battle to the death with the rebels."
Qingyu and Cheng Jin looked at each other and smiled. The former said: "Not every monarch has the courage of a king." Of course, it can also be said that not everyone is as warlike as Tang Yin.
Cheng Jin looked at the battlefield that was getting farther and farther away, and asked: "Your Majesty, do we want to go over and watch the battle?"
Tang Yin waved his hand and said: "There is no need to look at the next battle. I think what the Zhen Army needs most now is the armaments, money and food provided by our country, not us."
"The king means..."
"We can go back to Beijing." Tang Yin stretched his muscles and bones, looked around, shook his head and sighed: "Zhendi is still as barren and desolate as ever. It is really not a suitable place to visit."
Qingyu said: "The Zhen Army is attacking the Sichuan Army from front to back. Although the victory is certain, the number of troops is too small after all, and it may not be able to completely annihilate the Sichuan Army. If the remnants of the Sichuan Army retreat, they will most likely retreat to the north. If we go to the north now, we should be able to intercept them.
We will kill many remnants of the Sichuan Army, and we may even encounter the Sichuan Army’s coach Chen Lihua.”
Tang Yin smiled and asked, "So what if we run into each other?"
Cheng Jin said seriously: "Of course I will kill him. Chen Lihua is also a famous general in Sichuan. Get rid of this person..."
"Getting rid of this person will only give Sichuan's truly talented generals the opportunity to be promoted." Tang Yin shrugged and said: "For people like Chen Lihua, it may be more beneficial to let him live than to kill him. Let's go.
, this is not our battlefield in the first place.”
Qingyu thought about it and felt that Tang Yin's words made sense. He nodded and said, "What the king said is absolutely true!"
Tang Yin smiled and didn't say anything more. He sent a secret agent to deliver a message to Li Shu, explaining his whereabouts and bringing back his own personnel who had stayed in Zhenjun. Then, he took Qingyu and others
Go to the northeast and go back to Shangjing.
There is little rain here in Zhenxi, and there are no rivers. Most of the land is loess. Looking around, the land is bare and barren of grass. Whenever the wind blows, the sky is filled with yellow sand and flying soil. It is also very painful to travel in Zhendi.
There were more than fifty people in Tang Yin's party, and they all rode horses, but they walked very slowly. Once the horses were allowed to gallop, their faces would be covered with dust in just a short time. What's terrible is that they still have to walk a long way.
Before we could reach the next city, there were no bathing places along the way.
Moreover, they were not in a hurry to return to Beijing, so they walked leisurely and slowly. Cheng Jin looked at the sky and said to Tang Yin: "Your Majesty, after passing Wan'an Valley, it will probably be dark. Tonight, shall we
Rest in the valley?"
When Yin Lan heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows and muttered: "There are often falling rocks in Wan'an Valley. I don't want to be stoned to death in a daze while sleeping."
Tang Yin and Qingyu laughed, and the latter said: "When I came here, I remembered that there is a small forest to the east of Wan'an Valley. We can spend the night in the forest."
They were talking when suddenly, Tang Yin reined in the reins and turned his head at the same time. Everyone was startled and stopped their horses one after another, looking back at Tang Yin in confusion. Qingyu asked: "Your Majesty,
What's wrong?"
Tang Yin didn't reply immediately. He listened for a while and said, "A cavalry team is approaching this way."
"Cavalry?" Qingyu and others were all startled and subconsciously looked around. The surroundings were quiet, with no dust flying and no sound of horse hooves. However, they also knew that Tang Yin's cultivation was advanced and his hearing power was far better than their own.
.
Tang Yin listened for a while longer, waved his hands and said: "Don't worry, let's continue on our way." As he spoke, he urged the war horses to continue moving forward. Everyone walked out again and there was half a stick of incense. At this time, everyone
A faint roar was heard.
Cheng Jin subconsciously looked back and saw that behind them, dust was rising all over the sky, like a whirlwind, coming towards him quickly.
He narrowed his eyes subconsciously and said urgently to Tang Yin: "Your Majesty, the cavalry coming over must have at least a thousand riders!"
Qingyu was shaken and blurted out: "Could it be that the Sichuan Army was defeated?"
Hearing his words, Cheng Jin's nerves immediately tensed up, and his hand naturally raised to hold the saber at his waist tightly.
Seeing this, Tang Yin shook his head and smiled, leaning over to pat Cheng Jin's arm and said, "No matter who comes here, remember, anything that happens here in Zhendi has nothing to do with us."
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Cheng Jin agreed simply, but his eyes kept glancing back.
Unfortunately, Qing Yu's words were taken in, and the Sichuan army that rushed towards them was indeed the defeated Sichuan army. Under the attack from two sides by the Zhen army, the Sichuan army, which had few troops left, collapsed across the board and was killed until it was completely defeated.
Three coaches, Chen Lihua, Gao Peng and Chai Song, led a group of defeated soldiers to Wan'an Valley, intending to flee towards Jinsha City. As a result, they bumped into Tang Yin and his party who were also heading towards Jinsha City.