The enormous hot air balloon flew high through the dusk sky. The Black Flag Army slowly pushed forward. When they entered the battle line, a rain of arrows still streaked across the sky like locusts, shooting over in a black mass.
The Black Flag Army also retaliated.
Tens of thousands of soldiers, tens of thousands of arrows, stretching for several li. In this sea of people, Zhuo Yongqing raised his shield and covered his companions who had shot out arrows. Then there were crackling sounds. Some arrows hit his shield and bounced off. The surroundings were buzzing with restlessness. Some people shouted, some people cried out in pain. Zhuo Yongqing could clearly hear someone shouting, "I'm fine! I'm fine! Damn bad luck … "A breath later, a shout came," Quick — "
The companions beside him tensed. Then, Zhuo Yongqing shouted loudly, "Quick!"
At this moment, thousands of people were shouting. At the same time, they raised their shields, exerted their strength, and suddenly rushed out. The sound of their footsteps was like a tide in an instant, shaking the ground on the battle line that was several li long.
"Kill —"
The shouts were earth-shattering. On the other side was a position of twenty thousand people. They were divided into several groups. The arrows just now had only caused some ripples in this sea of people. The commanders leading the troops were shouting, "Hold —" The front of the army formed a shield formation and a forest of spears. The commander leading the troops on this side was called Fan Yu. He continuously gave orders to fire arrows. Compared to the five thousand people charging over, the troops under his command were nearly five times the number of the other side. The arrows could still be fired after the first round of volleys, but the sparse second round did not have much of an effect. He stared at this scene with wide eyes. His teeth were already unconsciously clenched, the roots of his teeth aching.
This was not the traditional way of fighting, and it did not seem like the troops of the Wu dynasty at all. An army of just over ten thousand people, after leaping out of the mountains, directly charged into the front of the battlefield. Then, five thousand people split off to directly launch a frontal attack against his own twenty thousand soldiers and the seventy thousand people holding the line at the back. This kind of fearless momentum was more like the army of the Jin people. However, there was a reason why the Jin people were invincible in the world. Although this army also had an impressive record, it was unlikely that they could rival the Jin people.
That was what he thought before, but at least at this moment, the other party's shocking actions caused his thoughts to waver a little. "Block it for me —" He shouted and at the same time ordered his subordinates to see if they could shoot down the "demonic technique" from the sky with their bows. At the front of the formation, the area within an arrow's throw was reduced to zero!
The rumbling sound came from the collision of the shields. It was like the rumbling of the tide. All types of shouts sounded. The instant they closed in, the Black Flag Army's front line members did their best to evade, preventing themselves from smashing into the spear tip. The people on the other side shouted crazily, spear tips thrusting out. The second row of people smashed into them. Then, it was the third row. Zhuo Yongqing used all his strength to push his comrade!
"Ahhhhh —"
His sturdy footsteps kept pushing backwards and forwards! The shield formation was in a stalemate for a moment. On the second row, Luo Ye could almost clearly feel the friction of the enemy's formation retreating. The enemies defending in place could not resist this momentary momentum. He took a deep breath. "Both — one!"
The surrounding people were all squeezing, but sparse responses rang out. "Two —"
When the third sound rang out, the surrounding people's voices became orderly. They shouted at the same time, "Three —"
Everyone used their strength at this moment!
In front of them, the shields and the enemies behind the shields were pushed away. Luo Ye and the soldiers beside him raised their steel swords and slashed down. The spear made of white wax was cut in half and flew in the air. Luo Ye could already see the eyes of the soldiers in front of him. They looked fierce and rough, and their eyes were bloodshot. There was only a look of panic in their eyes — that was enough.
He slashed out a second time. Beside him, there were countless people moving forward. He killed his way into the crowd. The long blade hit a shield, and with a boom, wood splinters flew everywhere. Luo Ye pressed forward and slashed at the enlarged face of the enemy in front of him. Under the full force of the blade, he almost did not feel the obstruction caused by the human's bones. The enemy's body only shook a little, and his bones and blood flew everywhere!
The blade was really useful …
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, the sticky red color began to spread. Someone let out the most barbaric roar from the bottom of his heart.
"Kill! Ahhhhh —"
The front line of the battle spread forward like a raging tide.
A hot air balloon dropped a bag of explosives, and there was a loud bang near Fan Yu's flag. Some soldiers looked behind them. Fan Yu was fine. He shouted loudly, ordering the surrounding soldiers to push forward, ordering the soldiers at the front not to push, and ordering the military law team to move forward. However, at the front line of the battle, a ripple of flesh and blood that was several li long was crazily spreading in all directions.
Zhuo Yongqing kept moving forward. There seemed to be many people in front of him. Some of them were resisting, and some were escaping. In a crowded situation, it was extremely difficult to increase the speed. Some people were pushed to the ground, and the Black Flag Soldiers with spears stabbed them one by one. Not long after, Zhuo Yongqing slashed out his first blade. This blade hit empty air — it was an enemy who was desperately trying to retreat. He gritted his teeth and slashed in this direction. Zhuo Yongqing was like every training session in the past. He swung his blade with all his might, and that person collapsed to the ground and retreated desperately. His comrade rushed past Zhuo Yongqing and stabbed his spear into that person's stomach. Another comrade casually slashed the enemy down with a blade.
The tide kept pushing forward, and the area of the wilderness at dusk expanded. Some people directly knelt on the ground and shouted, "I'm willing to surrender! I'm willing to surrender! " Luo Ye led his troops and charged forward. As he pushed forward, he shouted, "Turn around and fight! We won't spare your lives!" Some people were still hesitating, and were chopped down by his blade.
The military law team at the back of the battle formation cut down a few people who were trying to escape and held the edge of the battlefield. However, not long after, more and more people started to escape. Some soldiers were originally in the center of the battle formation, and it was too late to escape to the sides. They brandished their blades and charged forward with bloodshot eyes. In less than a quarter of an hour after the battle began, the 20,000 people were routed like the tide. The military law team held the line for a while, and then those who couldn't escape in time were also swallowed by the tide.
Fan Yu watched all of this with his mouth agape. He looked behind him at the 70,000 people in the main formation. Yan Zhenguo and the others were probably also watching with their mouths agape. In addition, there was also Zhong Lie on the city wall, and presumably Wanyan Loushi from the Jurchen side. He clenched his teeth, and his eyes were bloodshot. He let out a cry, and then led his personal guards to escape towards the south of the battlefield.
Following Fan Yu's escape, a team of horses also rushed out from Yan Zhenguo's camp and chased after Fan Yu. This was the result of Yan Zhenguo stamping his feet and shouting in the army, "I want to kill him! I want to kill him! Immediately send someone to capture him! After this battle, I'll kill his entire family! I'll kill his entire family! "
The crazed shout with bloodshot eyes represented Yan Zhenguo's current mood. After attacking the city for several days, the losses of his troops weren't too great. However, in the blink of an eye, 20,000 people had been routed in this battle. In addition to panic and disbelief, there was a faint chill in his heart.
How could 20,000 people be routed so quickly? He couldn't figure it out. The Jurchen were skilled in cavalry. Although the Wu Dynasty army was weak, their infantry was not bad. Many times, the Jurchen cavalry didn't want to pay too many casualties, so they would harass the enemy for a while before running away. But in front of him, infantry against infantry, in just a short time, the army was routed, and Fan Yu ran like a madman. Even though it was right in front of him, he still couldn't believe it was true.
But the rout was still not the worst.
At this time, half of the routed army was fleeing to the two sides. Of course, it was not easy for the devil incarnate's army to chase after them, but there were still a large number of routed soldiers caught in the middle, charging over.
These routed soldiers naturally didn't want to turn back to fight with the main formation, but it was already a bit too late for them to escape to the two sides. The Black Flag Army that had already charged over not only didn't stop to rest and reorganize, their forward momentum was even becoming more and more violent. At most, the rear formation temporarily became the front formation, driving the routed Fan Yu army in a crescent shape, slaughtering their way forward.
The two sides were only two or three li apart. The sun in the sky was already starting to dim, and those three huge flying balls were still approaching. For Yan Zhenguo, he only felt that what he had encountered in front of him was simply another savage Jurchen army. These savages could not be judged with common sense.
He also knew a bit about that little Cang He, that devil incarnate's affairs. But in his opinion, even if the other could defeat the Western Xia, there was still a gap between them and the Jurchen. But at this moment, the pressure that the Western Xia people had once faced was firmly pressing down on his head.
The other side's troops this time were obviously targeted at the Jurchen war god Wanyan Loushi. On the north side, the twelve thousand people were still facing off against the Jurchen Western Army in an overbearing manner. As for his side, it was very obvious that they were going to be treated as hindrances and cleared out first. Using five thousand people to clear out one hundred thousand. When he suddenly thought about it, he felt very indignant and sullen, but the other side didn't show any hesitation.
Moreover, if they were to judge by the strength of the Jurchen, with twenty thousand people retreating so quickly, he really didn't have any confidence that the tens of thousands of people on his side would be able to defeat the other side.
It was like when the gods fought, the little demons suffered.
Of course, no matter how he felt, he could only brace himself and do what he had to do. On one side, he sent troops to ask for help from the Jurchen, while on the other, he mobilized the troops to defend the back of the attacking camp.
At this time, Luo Ye and the others were driving close to seven thousand routed soldiers, charging towards Yan Zhenguo's main formation. He and his companions ran while shouting, "The Hua Xia army is here! Those who turn around and charge will not die! The rest will be killed without mercy … "
On the two sides of the human tide, Second Regiment Commander Pang Liu 'an sent out a small number of cavalry to chase and kill the routed soldiers that wanted to escape to the two sides. In front of them, the defenses of the attacking camp that originally had ninety thousand people gathered were shockingly sloppy. At this time, they were going to be put to the test.
On the side of the Jurchen army, Wanyan Loushi had sent out a thousand people to the south to supervise the battle. The Black Flag Army that was facing him was not polite at all, advancing towards the area between the Jurchen camp and the attacking camp. Wanyan Loushi had sent out another two thousand cavalry to start harassing them with arrows. In Yanzhou City, the Zhong Family army was currently gathering. Zhong Ni wore armor and held a spear, making arrangements and preparations to open the city gates.
He had once tried to rope in the Black Flag Army, hoping that the two sides could fight side by side. Being rejected by the other side wasn't too surprising. However, he had never thought that the moment the Black Flag Army jumped out of the mountains, their stance would be so violent and savage … they were actually going to fight head on with Wanyan Loushi.
Just thinking about it made him feel his blood boil and burn.
The family doctor came over to advise him on his injuries, urging him to send someone else to lead the troops. Zhong Lie only laughed.
"If we are defeated today, the entire city of Yanzhou will have no more chances of survival. Helping the people in danger, dying on the battlefield, a true man should have this day. "He raised his long dagger-axe." Zhong Family, who is willing to go with me!? "
Voices of agreement came from all around.
Night fell. On the north side, the two armies were currently going back and forth, probing each other. A large-scale conflict could erupt at any time.
Below Yanzhou City, a sea of people charged together, surging and tumbling. Things were thrown down from the balloons that were flying over. Yan Zhenguo left his commander's flag and continued to issue orders, "Defend … Defend for me …"
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