Once a rout opens its mouth, it will be difficult to close it again.
The soldiers rushed forward, but they were not charging, but running for their lives. Among the various princes in the empire, the Jiangnan soldiers were undoubtedly the richest, but they had the weakest will to fight.
When they win, they can take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but once they are defeated, they will not rise to the challenge.
Faced with this situation, Li Xingzai, Qi Jiguang, Chu Yunsheng... many people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. The battle has progressed so far, and they finally see the hope of winning by one or two points.
Of course, now is by no means the time to taste the fruits of victory. We must pursue the victory and beat the drowned dog.
Qi Jiguang commanded the army, waving the bloody flag in his hand, which meant only two words: charge, charge, charge...
This team, which had been beaten to the point of losing its armor, showed an unprecedented fighting spirit. They rushed forward, using the weapons in their hands and the lives of their companions to clear the way, and approached the main formation of the Jiangnan Army.
The Jiangnan soldiers were already in a state of defeat. Hong Liao kept giving orders, hoping to stop the defeat and make the soldiers turn around and fight.
It is not that the Jiangnan soldiers currently have an advantage, they still surpass the Donghai Navy in terms of strength. As long as they maintain their position, the outcome of this battle is still uncertain.
But it can’t be done if it becomes popular.
Tempering a team's fighting will is not something that can be accomplished overnight, nor can it be achieved by shouting a few slogans before the battle to make people fight to the death. Fighting means putting your life in your hands, and using the bones and blood you brought in your mother's womb to fulfill your destiny.
meritorious deeds.
This is the hard work that accumulates over time. To truly understand the soldiers under your command, they are not just numbers, nor are they just fighting machines that only know how to wear armor and hold spears. They are also flesh and blood, and they can cry and laugh.
Hong Liao never really understood them.
Jiangnan soldiers are used to running away. This is not the first time for them, nor is it the last time.
We are all raised by our mothers and fathers, so why should we work hard for you?
At this moment, there is no way to recover from the flood.
The Donghai Navy rushed out like wolves and tigers, slashing and killing everyone they encountered. Under such an offensive, the Jiangnan soldiers were completely defeated.
Hong Liao screamed at the top of his lungs, but nothing could be changed. Now his eyes were red and he wanted to bleed with hatred.
His men hugged him and said: "Marshal, the enemy soldiers are brave. Let's avoid their sharp edges first and then make plans."
Hong pushed them away, and tyrannical power burst out from this thin body.
With a clang, he drew out his sword, his eyes as bright as a torch.
The battle is not over yet, and it does not mean that nothing cannot be changed.
He swept his eyes through the crowd of rioters and spotted Li Xingzai's presence almost at the first sight.
In addition to being a strategizing marshal, he is also a rare master of swordsmanship in the world. What he wants to do now is to take the general's head among thousands of troops.
His body dodged into the chaos and moved forward like a fish. The chaotic crowd was unable to hinder his steps.
This may be the only thing Hong Liao can do at the moment, to kill the generals and capture the flag to boost his own morale. There is still room for struggle in this matter.
Li Xingzai was in the throes of fighting when he suddenly felt alarmed. He saw a flash of sword light and a long sword piercing his forehead.
This is the sword of the world's top masters. It can conquer the frost and snow, chase the stars and the moon. In an instant, Li Xingzai was unable to move.
clang.
There was a crisp sound as a huge ax hit the sword, forcing Hong Liao's sword back.
When he raised his head, he saw a muscular man standing in front of Li Xingzai.
Hong Liao was born in the martial arts world, and what he learned was martial arts, not fighting methods on the battlefield. If he were to fight against each other, ordinary generals would not be his opponent.
However, Xu Wentian has also spent half his life struggling in the arena, and he can compete with Chen Meng, so his skills are naturally not weak.
Now Xu Wentian also needs a chance to make meritorious deeds. Thanks to Hong's sword, he was given a chance.
Hong Liao secretly attacked the enemy, thinking he was sure to win, but was blocked by Xu Wentian. He made a move with his sword, but he only had one chance to strike.
Facing this scene, Li Xingzai was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Two armies are facing each other. If the general doesn't move, he can win a battle thousands of miles away. If you and I carry a three-foot sword and want someone's head on their neck, it's just the bravery of an ordinary man."
Xu Wentian gasped, Li Xingzai's words were really harsh, he kicked Li Xingzai in the heart with every word, and his Majesty was really good at the trick of rubbing salt on the wound.
Hong Liao was a young man after all. Although he was a young man, he still had the vigor of a young man. He couldn't bear this, his eyesight was dazzled and he almost fainted.
"If you're brave enough, go die."
Holding a three-foot green sword, he wanted to chop off Li Xingzai's head. Xu Wentian held a big ax and faced Hong. He directly used attack instead of defense and attacked with force.
Thirteen axes later, Ma Mengqi arrived and forced the flood back with a spear.
Hong Liao was already red-eyed and wanted to go up again, but was pulled down by his men.
The soldiers covered his retreat, and a die-hard loyalist said: "Marshal, we have been defeated. We have left the green hills behind, so we don't have to worry about running out of firewood."
"Are we...defeated?"
After Hong Luo uttered these words, he looked back and saw that the soldiers were like ears of wheat, their heads being harvested by the enemy. Those who were lucky enough to escape fled in all directions, no longer caring about their own formation.
Indeed, defeated.
Hong's eyes went dark and he fainted.
His men hurriedly supported him, and some loyal people carried him on their backs. The soldiers gathered together and fled with him on their backs.
In a daze, Hong Liao looked back and thought to himself: Give me another chance, maybe I can win it back.
To be honest, he does not lack talent, nor does he lack wisdom. With the teachings of two famous teachers, he had the opportunity to become a first-rate counselor in the world.
But that is in the future, not now. Now he is still too young, has not experienced a few hard battles, and has not tasted many failures. When he has experienced enough failures, he will know that face is not important and can be done with evil intentions.
If something happens, then he is not far from death.
But maybe, he will never have this opportunity.
There is no shortage of geniuses in the world, and there is no shortage of geniuses who died young. Before they had time to become, they passed away, became popular, or disappeared into the world of mortals. They may not have such luck.
The battle lasted for two days and two nights, and was just coming to an end. In this battle, an army of 200,000 Jiangnan soldiers was defeated in one fell swoop, and it can be said to be a complete victory.
But it was also a disastrous victory, and Donghai Li Xingzai's troops also suffered heavy casualties. If the floods persisted, as long as they survived the first round of fierce fighting, the balance of victory would be in his favor.
But without ifs, he is already the loser in this contest.
Li Xingzai did not have time to mourn the fallen soldiers. He still had many things to do. This overall situation was planned with great pains, and the purpose was of course not just to defeat Hong.
This bloody battle is just the beginning, far from the end.