The local scattered troops in Ningguo did not obey the command. Firstly, they had not received formal battle formation training. No matter how loud the war drums of your central army were, they did not know that it was the commander-in-chief telling them to advance; secondly, the local scattered troops were really being commanded.
The Pingyuan Army was scared. Usually when they were in the area, they would only suppress a bandit at most. Where had they ever encountered an enemy as fierce as the Pingyuan Army?
Now they only have one thought in their minds, escape! No matter where they flee, they must run as far away as possible, away from these beast-like and demon-like enemies in front of them.
Just as Xiao Muqing originally expected, the nearly 100,000 scattered local troops were all a mob and vulnerable to attack. Instead of helping the Western Army on the battlefield, they became a scourge that affected the morale of the entire army.
Xiao Muqing, who had climbed up from the bottom, had figured this out, but Wei Zheng, who was born into a hereditary noble family, had not expected this.
More than 100,000 Western Army troops were surrounded by the Pingyuan Army Group and fell into a bitter battle besieged on all sides.
At this point in the battle, Wei Zheng saw that his side had no chance of winning, and immediately decided to break out.
But it was not easy to break out at this time. The heavy shield bearers of the Pingyuan Army were at the front, blocking the Ning Army. The halberd bearers behind were stabbing forward crazily. The Ning soldiers who broke through were stabbed down row after row.
Not only did the platoon fail to break through the encirclement of the Pingyuan Army, but the encirclement was gradually shrinking. The 100,000-strong Western Army was backlogged into a group, and there was no longer any fighting position.
The battle lasted from dawn to dusk and was not over yet. However, there were not many Western Army left in the encirclement. A large number of soldiers died tragically at the hands of the Pingyuan Army. Even the Ning soldiers in the center of the crowd were not safe.
, always be on guard against cold arrows falling from the sky.
When it got dark, the Pingyuan Army's attack did not stop. The soldiers held torches high and fired rockets, continuing to maintain a high-pressure attack.
The Western Army in the encirclement was exhausted, and people couldn't help but wonder again whether the soldiers of the Plain Army were human beings or monsters. Aren't they tired after such a fierce battle for a whole day?
How can the Pingyuan Army not be tired? The reason why the Pingyuan Army can still fight is partly because of its extraordinary physical strength. After all, the Pingyuan Army was the first to receive Tang Yin's devil-style training, and it has been used to this day. The entire army has strong explosive power and sufficient endurance. In addition, the Pingyuan Army
It is to fight deep into the enemy's territory, with no retreat, either victory or death. Under the belief that either the enemy dies or we die, no matter how hard and tired we are, as long as we can still stand and wield the weapons in our hands, people will
Will not retreat from the battlefield.
After another whole night of fighting, it was almost dawn. At this time, the battle between the two sides had lasted for twelve hours.
For such a long time, neither side drank a drop of water, didn't finish a grain of rice, and didn't even have time to stop and take a breath. Their nerves remained highly tense from beginning to end. In this case, even the Iron Man
I can't stand it either.
The Western Army was the first to hold on to its shortcomings.
Surrender! This battle really can't be fought! Such voices keep echoing in people's hearts.
Soon, people turned their voices into practical actions. A large number of the Western Army, which had reached the end of its war effort, threw down their weapons and surrendered to the Pingyuan Army. At the moment of surrender, they could no longer hold on, and their shaky bodies fell directly to the ground.
, lying down or lying down, breathing heavily, and the person could no longer stand up.
Once you start, it's hard to stop.
Seeing that the surrendered brothers were peacefully accepted by the Pingyuan Army and were not killed, more Western Army troops immediately surrendered.
The situation of soldiers surrendering to the enemy spread throughout the army.
It wasn't that Wei Zheng didn't want to stop it, but that he couldn't stop it at all. He couldn't stop the front and the back, and he couldn't stop the left and right. When all the Western Army generals around him surrendered to the Feng Army, he gave up completely.
He used his last strength to gather together those soldiers who refused to surrender and launch a final breakthrough.
Xiao Muqing had already calculated that the Ning army was going to make a last stand, and the Pingyuan army was already prepared to give the Wei Zheng group a head-on blow when they broke out of the encirclement.
In this breakout, the Ning army fought extremely fiercely. The soldiers were like crazy. They rushed towards the Pingyuan Army camp regardless of the situation. They just went up one wave and died one after another. Many people had broken arms, broken legs, and even internal injuries.
His intestines were leaking out, but he still howled and fought.
If the Ning Army had shown such ferocity when the two sides were equally powerful, the Pingyuan Army might have been defeated by them. But now that the strength of the two sides is greatly different, it would be too late for the Ning Army to realize its shame and then act bravely.
It caused certain casualties to the Pingyuan Army and also caused a certain amount of chaos. However, the chaos of the Pingyuan Army soon stabilized and launched a ferocious counterattack.
After a fierce battle, the Ning army's last breakout also ended in a disastrous defeat. After the battle, all the soldiers in the Western Army were not uninjured, and even Wei Zheng himself was hit by several arrows.
As soon as the breakout was repulsed, the siege of the Pingyuan Army began.
Looking at the crowds of people around him, the wind army marched over step by step with uniform steps. Wei Zheng sighed sadly. The more than 100,000 western troops were completely wiped out in his own hands. He was not only ashamed of his eldest son, Yuanhong, but also of the king.
Even if you can escape by chance, why would you have the dignity to return to Liangzhou?
Thinking of this, Wei Zheng has lost all hope and even the most basic desire to survive. Now he is only unwilling to accept that he was defeated so weakly, and even though he had all the advantages and was outnumbered by the enemy, his entire army was annihilated.
In the end, is this all the fault of my own improper command?
When the Feng Army was approaching, he ignored the arrow wounds on his body, screamed fiercely, and rushed towards the Feng Army crowd with his sword in hand.
As soon as he got closer, a spear pierced his lower abdomen. Wei Zheng could no longer feel the pain and turned a blind eye to the spear piercing his lower abdomen. He used his backhand sword to cut off the head of the wind soldier holding the spear before killing him.
One person was stabbed in the back again. Wei Zheng instinctively struck back and knocked down another wind soldier.
Among the enemies, Wei Zheng swung his sword, slashed and stabbed, and killed more than ten people in one breath. However, he also had more than twenty wounds on his body, including knife wounds and stab wounds.
Looking at Wei Zheng again at this time, his helmet had come off, his hair was disheveled, and blood was dripping all over his body, dripping down his armor and onto the ground.
I don't know whether he had exhausted his strength or lost too much blood. His swaying body plopped down on the ground, and the sword in his hand was deeply embedded in the ground, supporting his body from falling.
The surrounding Fengjun looked at each other in confusion, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. People slowly moved forward, and someone stabbed his back with the tip of a spear. Seeing that he had no reaction, they felt relieved. The surrounding Fengjun quickly
Stepping forward, he raised the spears in his hands and stabbed Wei Zheng in unison.
Pounce, pounce, pounce - in just an instant, there were more than ten bloody holes in Wei Zheng's body. Wei Zheng, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly howled, grabbed his sword, and swung it blindly to the left and right twice, and finally
Leaning his sword on the ground, his head drooped, blood dripping down his jaw and the tip of his nose.
The surrounding Fengjun were frightened away by his sudden voice and counterattack. Looking at the motionless Wei Zheng, they choked. What happened to this man? Is he dead or not? Why is he still carrying a fake corpse?
Just when people were hesitating whether to step forward, someone shouted: "The former general is here, the former general is here -"
Xiao Muqing was a former general who was personally conferred by Tang Yin, and most of the soldiers below also called him this.
Following the shouts of people, Feng Jun automatically and consciously made way for a passage.
I saw Xiao Muqing, accompanied by many generals and guards, walking slowly and steadily in all directions.
After passing through the crowd and approaching Wei Zheng, Xiao Muqing deliberately bent down, looked at Wei Zheng who was hanging his head, and asked everyone around him: "Are you dead?"
"Coming back to the general, it seems... he seems to be dead..."
Xiao Muqing almost laughed angrily. Death is death, so why do you still think so? He turned around and asked the general next to him: "Is this Wei Zheng?"
"Yes, general, judging from his armor, it must be Wei Zheng!" the general replied with a respectful hand.
"Haha!" Xiao Muqing smiled leisurely, lingered in front of Wei Zheng for a few times, raised his finger and pointed to the side, and sneered: "Run! You should run again! You have damaged tens of thousands of my brothers, and I can kill you even if you run to the ends of the earth."
Find it out!"
Xiao Muqing raised her foot and kicked Wei Zheng's kneeling body over. Seeing him lying down, his hands were still holding the hilt of the sword tightly.
He ordered everyone on the left and right to take the sword in Wei Zheng's hand. He looked through it a few times and thought it was pretty good. He took it as his own and got the sword of the enemy commander. This was the supreme trophy, and it was also a gift to himself.
Proof of great military exploits.
He turned his head and shouted: "Cut off Wei Zheng's head, send it back to Hexi, and present it to the king. As for Wei Zheng's corpse, cut it into pieces for me. Also, not a single surrendered Ning army will be spared. They will be killed and captured."
Their heads can also be rewarded according to their military merits."
Upon hearing this, the surrounding Pingyuan soldiers were all happy. If Xiao Muqing hadn't been there, people would have gone to kill the prisoners.
In the Feng Army, soldiers who kill hundreds of enemy heads can obtain the title of baronet. Once they become a baronet, they can be further promoted. At the same time, they can also receive a baronet's salary every year. Even if they retire, they can still use the baronet.
The prince's salary is also offset by the family's taxes, so he can live a life without worries about food and clothing.
Therefore, when it comes to killing prisoners, the soldiers below are the happiest.
In fact, although the surrendered Ning soldiers are a burden to the Pingyuan army, they will not kill them all. They can be transferred to the Mo army nearby. However, Xiao Muqing does not want to take advantage of the Mo army and let the Mo army use these prisoners in exchange for benefits or to be good people.
, just kill them all, and it will save you worry and trouble.
As the commander-in-chief of an army, his single thought can directly affect the life and death of tens of thousands of people.
The nearly 50,000 Ning troops who surrendered were all sentenced to death by Xiao Muqing in one sentence. These poor Ning troops who had no ability to resist did not die vigorously on the battlefield, but they all became the victims of the Pingyuan Army and died in a nest.
Cowardly.
In the Chunxiao Plains Battle, the Pingyuan Army completely annihilated the Ningguo Western Army.
There are many examples of battles in which a small number defeated a large number, but on a frontal battlefield where strategies and strategies are useless, there are very few examples of a battle in which one hundred thousand troops defeated two hundred thousand troops. This was a miracle created by the Pingyuan Army.
, and also made this legendary legion leave a strong mark in military books and tactics.
The Pingyuan Army, a tiger and wolf division, has been imitated and admired by later generations, but has never been surpassed.