On the south wing of the battlefield, although they relied on strong bows and powerful crossbows to push back the five hundred dead soldiers who were dedicated to splitting the formation, under the impact of the five thousand newly added rebels, the "King's Division" formation was already shaky and their morale continued to drop.
, but the rebels became more courageous as they fought.
Troops that were too seriously injured continued to retreat, and now there was only a thousand-man troop left behind the entire front, waiting to come forward and take turns...
The commander of this army is Xin Yi.
During the battle of Wuchang Camp, Xin Yi escaped by chance, but Feng Wuze investigated his crime and had his official position reduced. The former Wuchang Camp's general was now only a small leader, leading the front line with his remaining 1,000 short soldiers.
Protective wings.
This was because Feng Wuze wanted to give Xin Yi a chance to atone for his sins and make meritorious deeds in the face of his father, Qin General Xin Sheng, who had passed away last year.
Unexpectedly, Xinyi failed to win the battle with the wind and was instead placed under a dangerous wall!
Seeing that the southern wing was about to be defeated, Xin Yi's eyes showed a little fear.
He kept turning back and looking towards the formation, hoping to see Feng Wuze sending troops to support him.
Sure enough, General Feng's "Wu Xin" flag was moved, and the six thousand soldiers who remained in the formation were dispatched to the east. This made Xin Yi breathe a sigh of relief.
But what I didn't expect was that before they were halfway gone, the six thousand people followed General Feng's flag and headed straight to the north of the battlefield!
Xin Yi was immediately horrified: "Is General Feng going to abandon the southern wing?"
After a while, Feng Wuze's messenger arrived and issued the latest military order to Xin Yi: "Xin Yi defends the southern flank and pays homage to the rebels!"
Xin Yi panicked even more: "Three or four thousand people are about to be defeated. How can I defend it with only a thousand people?"
General Feng's move was strange. He left the southern wing that was about to be defeated without saving it, but expected to open up the situation from the northern wing?
Xin Yi thought of something and looked back again. Sure enough, five or six miles away to the west, Yang Xiong's tribe, which had gone to stop the Jiangling rebels, had been defeated. Behind them, the rebels from Jiangling were approaching the battlefield...
"Even if there are thousands of pigs, it still takes half an hour to catch them?"
Xin Yi cursed loudly: "I have said before that although Yang Xiong has a little wisdom, he does not have the talent to lead an army. He is indeed unreliable."
In Wuchang Camp, he was tricked by Yang Xiong. Later he found out that Heifu's army was only 3,000 men, while Yang Xiong had 8,000 men. He was afraid of the enemy like a tiger and left without fighting. He also burned down Wuchang Camp.
This made the veterans of the Southern Expedition determined to rebel against Heifu.
"I suspect that this guy is an internal agent placed by Marquis Wu Zhong in our army!"
After being scolded, Xin Yi couldn't help but be startled, and an idea that had never occurred to him before came up...
He stopped talking, stood up straight in the car, and observed the battlefield situation.
Needless to say, the south wing is in a state of decay and may not be able to hold on for long.
The central formation can still hold on, but if it is implicated in the defeat of the southern wing, it will also fall into chaos.
Only in the north wing direction, Feng Jun had a slight advantage. Wang Yi's tribe at Lingfu, on Feng Wuze's order, charged towards the flank with two thousand chariots, but was defeated by Heifu's 600 chariots and 1,000 cavalry.
Stopped, a melee between the two sides was in full swing.
If Feng Wu chooses 6,000 fresh troops to join the battlefield on the northern flank, who knows, he may actually achieve a partial victory.
But Xin Yi shook his head.
Under the banner of "Wuzhong" in the east, there are still nearly 10,000 fresh troops.
"Even if we carve out a bloody path, the end of the powerful crossbow cannot penetrate the silk. Our army has lost the chance of victory."
The balance of victory has completely tilted towards the rebels. Heifu has the initiative and can deal with it calmly, or send troops to support the northern flank, or wait for work. As long as Han Xin arrives, he can attack from both sides and win a complete victory.
Feng Wuze, however, could only make a desperate move...
Xin Yi had a plan in his mind. While complying with Feng Wuze's order, he called all his cronies to come forward.
"Do you think that what Marquis Wu Zhong said about the secret edict on clothes and belts is true or false?"
All the confidants who had followed Xin Yi for three or four years looked at each other in confusion: "General Feng said that was a lie..."
Xin Yi shook his head solemnly: "However, Marquis Wu Zhong's words are conclusive, and he has a nose and an eye, which is suspicious. I have thought about it carefully in recent days, and combined with the events before and after, I always feel that the death of the First Emperor, the secret edict on clothes and belts, etc., are probably true! Wu Zhonghou said
The loyal army is the righteous army!"
He said sincerely: "We followed General Feng, and we obeyed the order carefully, but in the end, we found out that we were deceived by the traitor, acted as a traitor, and became the rebel army..."
Now the confidants almost understood, and they raised their hands and said, "What do you think, General?"
At this time, another cry of killing came from the front, and the captain in the front line had already come to urge Xin Yi to support.
Xin Yi sent him away and lowered his voice to his confidants: "Now Wuzhonghou will be victorious, so it is better to help him. It is like the battle of Muye. The former disciples turned against each other and attacked to the north of the rear. They will definitely achieve great success."
As soon as this statement came out, a more loyal confidant immediately objected: "General, my family is still in Guanzhong. If I betray, my family may be implicated..."
But before he could finish his words, he was stabbed to death by Xin Yi's short sword!
The honest man's body fell off the horse. Xin Yi sighed and glanced at the others. Most of them were not from Guanzhong and didn't have so many worries.
"The matter is urgent. If we follow Feng Wuze and are defeated, we will all be prisoners, and our lives and deaths are uncertain. But if we turn against the enemy and help Marquis Wu Zhong win, we will be successful one day and we will follow you into Guanzhong without losing our title."
Merit!"
"Yan Ziyun said, those who know the current affairs are heroes, and those who take advantage of the situation are heroes. Whether to be a lowly prisoner in the defeated army, or to be an honorable minister in the victorious army, please decide between the two and three sons!"
There was an unlucky man who died in front of him, and several of his close associates did not dare to object anymore. They all said, "We are willing to follow the general anyway!"
"Good, gentlemen, please go and tear down the flags, and let the soldiers wrap their arms with cloth to show our ambition. Most of them are from Nanjun. Now that Wu Zhonghou has captured Jiangling, it is just around the corner to take over Nanjun. I don't even think about it.
be opposed to……"
After a while, the captain who was struggling in the south wing discovered that a thousand people from the Xinyi tribe finally arrived after several urgings.
With their support, the southern flank can hold on for a while, which may buy time for General Feng's northern flank offensive...
But he never expected that when the Xinyi tribe came a hundred steps away from him, they would suddenly raise their spears and attack Paoze, who was unprepared for the drastic change behind him.
Feeling guilty, they thrust their spears into the backs of their brothers and shouted in unison:
"Righteousness lies with the Confederate army!"
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The three armies can seize the spirit, but the general cannot seize the heart!
On the northern flank of the battlefield, Feng Wuze, with his white beard fluttering, still holding an ax and a command flag, personally led his troops to attack the rebels.
Even though the situation was unfavorable, Feng Wuze still made the most correct decision. He rushed the entire army before the enemy reinforcements could attack, defeated the rebels on the northern flank, and then made a desperate move to attack Heifu's banner!
If the speed is fast enough, the outcome is even more uncertain.
However, just as the fierce battle was in full swing, he found in despair that the southern flank of his own front collapsed at an unexpected speed, like a decaying wall, collapsing suddenly!
The defeated army fled in all directions, and bursts of shouting continued to be heard from the other side.
"Righteousness lies with the Confederate Army!"
Everyone looked horrified. This shout was enough to make Feng Wuze's army's morale drop to the bottom instantly.
Later, the scouts brought bad news again.
"Marquis Wu Xin, Xinyi rebelled and led his troops to turn against us and attack our southern flank. The southern flank has collapsed and the rebels are outflanking the central formation!"
"Xinyi? Switch sides in the face of battle?"
The old general felt dizzy and almost fell off the car. He was supported by the right side of the car. He burst into tears and yelled: "Oh God, Oh God!"
First Li You, Feng Jing, then Yang Xiong, Xin Yi, these mediocre and incompetent generals, disrupted Feng Wuze's plan with their own defeats time and time again.
The war has reached this point, and there is really no way to fight it.
The premature collapse of the southern wing put the long-standing central formation into crisis and on the verge of collapse.
The advance on the north wing was more difficult than expected. Heifu added 3,000 men to resist Wang Yi's attack, bringing the war here to a stalemate.
The task of the short-range personal guards was not to win the battle, but to protect the general. They immediately asked Feng Wuze: "General, there is nothing we can do. Let us cross the river with the rest of our troops to break out!"
Feng Wuze pointed to the Yang River in the north and sighed: "Look at that river, can you still cross it?"
Fierce fighting is going on on the plains on the south bank of Yangshui River, and there is no peace on the north bank. The two to three thousand rebel skirmishers, led by Gong Wei, who followed Feng Wuze's army from Jingling County, have launched an attack on the Ying County defenders guarding the north bank.
attack.
The morale of the soldiers in Nanjun was not high. Seeing that Feng's army on the south bank had already been defeated, they no longer wanted to fight to the death. They gradually retreated into the city. There were also many who defected before the battle, shouting "righteousness lies with the Nanjun".
At this time, the Communists had occupied the north bank of the Yang River and were showing off their power across the river. If they were to cross the river with their remaining troops, they might be attacked from both sides or be destroyed in the river.
In short, they were surrounded.
Seeing that he was in a desperate situation, Feng Wuze stood up straight on the military chariot again, reached out to the right side of the chariot and asked for a long sword.
Forty years ago, he was still a small village commander. He also relied on his long sword to make a name for himself in the army. He was chosen by General Wang Lu as a personal soldier and promoted along the way.
After forty years of fighting, countless times taking risks, and participating in many battles to destroy Han, Zhao, and Yan, he was awarded the title of "Wuxinhou".
It is hard to come by, cherish it.
He glanced at the people around him, looked at the six thousand people around him, and said loudly: "The military battle is not going well today. I am ashamed of your majesty and all the soldiers."
"But even so, I can't retreat, I can't leave, let alone be captured and humiliated!"
"Because, I am Wu Xinhou of Great Qin!"
He is also a trusted minister of His Majesty the First Emperor, which represents supreme trust and responsibility.
So he could only die in battle, for his own reputation and for the Feng family...
Speaking of this, Feng Wuze's words already contained a hint of tragedy.
"But even if it is destined to die here!"
"I will also be loyal to the Qin Dynasty and His Majesty the First Emperor until the very end!"
The three armies remained silent. I don't know how many people will follow to the end, and I don't know how many people will weakly shout "Righteousness is with the Southern Army" later, just to survive.
After all, Marquis Wu Zhong did not kill prisoners. Didn't he let 4,000 people go in Anlu earlier? Most of them had no reason to die here.
But General Feng's heart was as strong as iron. He waved his arms and pointed eastward, asking the charioteer to urge the horses.
"Throw yourself into death and survive, fall into death and live again. Those who are willing to follow me, please follow me into the battle. Wherever my banner is, just charge towards it!"
The sandalwood chariots are shining brightly, and the sage wine is flying. The master of Wei is the master, and the eagle of Wei is flying at the same time!
The huge shouts of killing on the battlefield covered up the old general's orders, but all the guards who could hear his voice spread the word, looking for the "Wu Xin" flag, and raised the heavy
With his sword and spear, he moved his steps.
After a little hesitation, more people joined in. The Qin people in Guanzhong have their own pride and will not lose to the sharp-tongued country bumpkins from Chu!
Renewed with fighting spirit, they launched another attack:
"Kill the thief!"
Seeing victory in sight, the Southern Expedition Army on the opposite side did not give in at all. They stood side by side and fought against the enemy, shouting what they believed to be just slogans.
"Request rebellion!"
The Han Xin Department has also marched quickly to the battlefield!
