That's right, Shang Chaozong charged into battle as the commander-in-chief of an army, risking his own life just to attract a large number of enemy monks to capture him and create a convenient offensive for the Yingyang Wu Lie Guards.
Zhao Xingyan reacted too late, and the troops behind him were completely in chaos.
Zongxing of the Shang Dynasty did not intend to give him time to react to this risky move.
Yingyang Wu Liewei charged in from the left and right flanks of the Zhao army. Their fierce attack was like a knife cutting tofu, and they rushed into the enemy camp and charged back and forth like cutting waves.
Some monks retreated urgently, intending to restore the chaos. The monks arranged by the Shang Chaozong were not just decorations, but entangled and blocked them.
Even if there were some who rushed back, the blockade would not be effective. The Yingyang Wu Lie Guards rushed forward and got mixed up with the Zhao army. It was difficult for the monks here to let go of their hands and feet to attack, not to mention that there were still monks from Yan State entangled.
The battle flag of the Yingyang Wulie Guards that had entered the enemy's interior fell down, and the rebel army lost guidance on the direction of the attack.
The cries of "Ying Yang" and "Wu Lie" were shouted again, and everyone gathered in the direction of the attack according to the direction of the shouts. No matter what obstacles were encountered, the offensive was not chaotic at all, and they rushed back and forth repeatedly!
The Zhao army faced another full-scale attack by the Yan army, and the entire Zhao army's formation was unable to continue and quickly collapsed.
A battle between men and horses on such a scale will lead to defeat if there is chaos, and if there is a defeat, the army will be defeated like a mountain. The defeat cannot be contained no matter what.
Having lost the ability to effectively organize counterattacks, there is chaos and chaos. No matter how loud your voice is, it is difficult to bring the rebels back together.
Zhao Jun began to flee in a large area. This escape was a chain reaction, and everything was over!
The monks on both sides were still fighting vigorously.
No matter how hard they fought, it was useless. The army would not stop for them, and the Yan army took advantage of the situation to pursue them.
Two legs could not outrun four legs. The Yan army, led by Yingyang Wu Liewei, chased and strangled them with a large number of cavalry, sweeping across the battlefield of chaotic escapes, taking the opportunity to expand the Zhao army's defeat and not give the Zhao army a chance to regroup.
As the cavalry chased after them, blood sprayed from the swords and screams could not be heard.
There were about tens of thousands of Zhao troops who were fleeing in a group. When they saw the cavalry chasing after them, they knew they could not win. They quickly gathered together to resist. Their spears were rooted in the ground and their spearheads were in pieces facing the direction of the cavalry's charge.
The Yingyang Wu Liewei who rushed in along the way made a gesture with the leader, and the thousand cavalry separated. Most of them bypassed this group of people and continued to pursue the fleeing enemy troops in front, without giving the enemy troops a chance to regroup.
The leader of the Qianqiu made a gesture with his sword, and the cavalrymen sheathed their swords and quickly picked up the crossbows hung on their horses.
For Yingyang Wu Liewei, skillful use of swords and arrows on horseback is a must.
When they rushed past the group of troops like a gust of wind, they immediately fired their bows, and the bowstrings rang loudly. Arrows whizzed out from the cavalry troops that swept past. The Zhao army, which had formed a spear formation, immediately screamed and fell to the ground.
Qian Qi shot back and forth several times, then suddenly sheathed his bow and arrows, followed a weak point and charged straight in. The whistling sword light spattered blood.
The group of people who had formed a defensive formation immediately collapsed, killing the Qianqi who passed through each other without stopping, and rushed into the distance to continue the pursuit. The Yan army that rushed in followed them and swamped the group of people who collapsed behind them.
A general and his men ran away, and saw a group of Yingyang Wu Liewei men coming in front.
"Kill!" Seeing that there was no way to escape, the general screamed, waving his spear and rushing over.
The Yingyang Wulie Guards of the brigade did not stay for him, and only divided into small groups of ten cavalry to rush towards him.
At the moment of the head-on collision, the general swung his spear and stabbed furiously. A Yingyang Wulie Guards member who bore the brunt blocked it with a knife. The teammate following him suddenly leaned down on horseback to avoid the spear that swept over his head.
He swung his sword and slashed at the horse's leg.
The war horse neighed and overturned, and the general was thrown away. Several streaks of blood were drawn by several flying swords rushing from behind. He fell to the ground with a bang and twitched, with blood dripping from his mouth and nose.
The ten cavalrymen went away, and the infantrymen from the rear rushed in. Some people raised their swords and dropped them.
On the battlefield where the pursuit spread, countless people fell to the ground and wailed, and countless people fell in pools of blood and sobbed. The infantrymen who rushed from behind were stabbing with spears and spears. There was no such thing as mercy, and there was no tenderness in the fighting on the battlefield.
An army of one million, it’s over!
Zhao Yanxing, who was commanding from a high position on the chariot, looked around at the chaos and was confused!
Ignoring the fierce fighting of the monks around him, Zhao Yanxing slowly drew his sword stupidly. He had no other thoughts at this time. In despair, he subconsciously just wanted to die!
At the critical moment, a monk grabbed his arm and said, "General, we are defeated, let's go!"
The army has been defeated, and there is no point in leaving them here to fight with the monks of Yan State, and they cannot kill all the Yan army who are running around in such a large area.
"Ah..." Zhao Yanxing burst into tears when he came back to his senses.
"Let's go!" a monk shouted, and the two of them joined forces to pull Zhao Yanxing away.
A large group of Zhao monks flew around, fighting and retreating to cover Zhao Yanxing's retreat. When Zhao Yanxing was far away, they let go and flew away from the battlefield.
Shang Chaozong, whose blood-stained shirt was breathing heavily, looked around the battlefield with a pestle sword, a smile on his face, victory!
He took great risks to lure the enemy, but finally won. You can imagine the joy in his heart.
The spray of blood splashed on his face, making his smile look ferocious!
Feng Ruonan, who was covered in blood, jumped off his horse, his face also covered in blood. He held a gun in one hand and wiped the sticky blood on his face with the other. He blinked and called out, "Your Majesty! Are you injured?" He stared at
He picked up the part of the battle armor that was chopped off on Shang Chaozong's arm.
Several monks surrounded the two with their backs to each other, wary of their surroundings.
In the air, Huang Lie, who had joined forces with others to kill a Zhao monk, landed on the ground. He glanced around the battlefield, and of course he saw that he had won the battle, and he was overjoyed.
But when he saw the Empress of Shang Dynasty, Huang Lie's face darkened. He walked quickly with his sword in hand and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, as the commander-in-chief, I ask you to command the army in battle, not to charge into battle. This kind of thing
It’s best not to happen again!”
It's really too dangerous. The previous situation scared him enough. Once something happens to the coach Shang Chaozong, I'm afraid it won't be Zhao Jun who will be defeated, but Zhao Jun will take advantage of the situation to pursue him. Once Nanzhou's power collapses, what will happen to him?
The influence of Dazen Mountain can be imagined.
When he was chasing after him, he had witnessed with his own eyes the man who had been killed by Shang Chaozong and fell on his back among the rebels. How could he not be afraid?
When a chariot stopped, Shang Shuqing jumped out. Seeing her brother and sister-in-law covered in blood, she couldn't calm down and was speechless for a moment.
Her previous nervousness and fear turned into the strength to beat the drums desperately, and now her arms were shaking due to excessive exertion.
From behind, Lan Ruoting, protected by several monks, ran over on horseback.
Lan Ruoting jumped off his horse, his legs became weak, he staggered and almost lost his balance.
After learning about Shang Chaozong's decision and witnessing Shang Chaozong charging into battle, he was so frightened that his legs went weak. His scalp was still numb at this time. Again, it was too dangerous!
"The prince is injured, hurry up!" After noticing the injury on Shang Chaozong's arm, Lan Ruoting yelled and quickly called the monks for first aid.
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"Victory?"
On the northern front, Gong Lince, who received the battle report and checked it, raised his head blankly and looked at Meng Shanming. The sudden victory made him a little unbelievable.
Meng Shanming had no expression on his face and nodded slightly, "Your Majesty will not lie about the battle situation, you can't be wrong! Zhao's offensive and defensive line has been broken by the Prince, and Pang Teng on the opposite side will have to deploy a large number of troops to block and intercept, otherwise Zhao's internal
We will face the long march of the prince's army. Pang Teng cannot bear the consequences, and neither can the Zhao court! One move can affect the whole body, and as soon as the defensive force on the opposite side is loosened, it will be our turn to launch a full-scale counterattack."
Although Shang Chaozong is the coach of Yan State this time, it is the main force of Zhao State led by Pang Teng who is facing Meng Shanming. To a certain extent, Pang Teng obviously regards Meng Shanming as the biggest threat. Shang Chaozong
In his eyes, it's a minor threat.
"Good! With a small number, we defeated a large number of people. With only 500,000 troops, we defeated Zhao's millions of elites in one fell swoop. It was a head-to-head encounter. Prince Yong fought beautifully!" Gong Lince praised with joy. He couldn't even think about whether he was happy or not.
, Nanzhou, the power that can control Yan State, will soon be under his control. If he can keep it, he will naturally be happy.
But Meng Shanming couldn't be happy. In the same thing, Shang Chaozong took such a dangerous move in order to win, and heard that he was even injured. He was frightened, and even felt angry at Shang Chaozong's reckless behavior in eagerness for success.
However, we have to admit that this battle between Shang Chaozong played a decisive role in the fierce battle between the two countries.
The victory of this battle penetrated Zhao's offensive and defensive lines. A large gap appeared in Zhao's defense line. Zhao's offensive would turn into defensive in an instant. This was a huge change in the situation between the enemy and ourselves.
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"Great Governor! The last general deserves death!"
In the tent of the Central Army, the Commander-in-Chief of the State of Zhao, Zhao Yanxing arrived. He took off his helmet, and his body in battle armor knelt down like a mountain of gold toppling over a jade pillar. He kowtowed to the ground, whimpering and choking.
The generals standing on both sides all looked very ugly. They all knew what Zhao Yanxing's defeat meant, and Zhao Yanxing himself didn't know it.
Millions of elite troops were lost like this, and the remnants of troops gathered afterwards were defeated and only tens of thousands of people remained, a heavy loss!
"You..." Pang Teng was trembling with anger. He pointed at him for a long time, and then said in a painful voice: "I have used you so highly, but you dare to underestimate the enemy so much. Millions of men and horses were wiped out in an instant. You mistakenly mistakenly mistakenly mistakenly mistakenly mislead me, Zhao, no one."
How will I tell the entire Zhao army and the whole army if I kill you? If anyone comes, drag them out and kill them!"
Immediately, executioners rushed in like wolves and tigers, picked up Zhao Yanxing who was kneeling on the ground, dragged him up and left.
"Wait a minute!" A general stood up and pleaded: "Grand Governor, when the two countries are fighting, it is the time to employ men. It is not appropriate to kill the generals in the middle of the battle. I hope that the Grand Governor will retain the men and let Zhao Yanxing redeem his sins so that..."
"Behead!" Pang Teng interrupted angrily, grabbed a command arrow from the case and threw it.
The military orders were like a mountain, and the generals looked miserable as they watched Zhao Yanxing being dragged out for execution.
Zhao Yanxing was dragged out with tears streaming down his face and said nothing. He was too embarrassed to plead for mercy.
Not long after, Zhao Yanxing's bloody head was brought in on a tray and handed over.
The monks who were watching secretly sighed. Normally, a general of this level could not be killed by anyone who wanted to. However, the cruelty on the battlefield was a matter of one blow, and the person who killed him had no temper. Especially the one who rescued Zhao Yanxing.
The monk finally managed to snatch the man back, but found out that he had sent Zhao Yanxing to the knife's edge to die.
Pang Teng waved his hand and signaled the troops to be withdrawn, and began to discuss with the generals about the redeployment of troops. There was no other way, the Shang Chaozong's army was already advancing into the hinterland of the Zhao Kingdom. If they could not be stopped, there would be chaos within the Zhao Kingdom.
PS: A branch of red apricot came out of the wall! Thanks to "Brother Cangshui" Xiao Honghua for the encouragement.