Li Tianlong's heart was filled with fear. Even the fat on his cheeks was trembling. He had an army of five thousand, but he was defeated by the Tang army, which was far fewer in number. This was hard for him to accept. If his army of five thousand was defeated by the enemy, how could he face Li Tagu?
Huo Ranwen.
"Don't panic. Bring me my axe." Li Tianlong roared, trying to encourage himself. He was trying to turn the situation around with his bravery and aura.
At this moment, Ang Lee was less than thirty steps away from the main tent, and he could clearly see the shirtless Li Tianlong.
Ang Lee knew that the shirtless person in front of him must be the leader of the Fan Army. As long as he could kill this person, the Fan Army would completely collapse, and they would win.
"Warriors, the leader of the Fan Army is in front of you! Kill him and you will be rewarded with ten collars of gold! Kill!"
Ang Lee roared and led the dozens of warriors behind him to charge at Li Tianlong.
As the leader of the Fan Army, Li Tianlong had a group of personal guards. The fate of these personal guards was tied to the leader. If the leader died in battle, the rest of the personal guards would be executed. Thus, even though the camp was in chaos, they did not forget their mission. They all gathered in the direction of the main tent to protect Li Tianlong.
Seeing Ang Lee leading a group of soldiers to attack the main tent, Li Tianlong's personal guards immediately charged forward to block Ang Lee.
A mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Ang Lee's eyes flashed with a trace of disdain. The spear in his hand flew, and he stabbed many of the Fan Army soldiers to death. His anger towards the Fan Army's brutality made him feel no pity for them.
Seeing that Lee Anyong was unstoppable, killing so many people with just a wave of his hand, the soldiers were all terrified. Brave men were not afraid of death, but they were afraid of dying unjustly. If there was no value in dying, who would be willing to sacrifice their life for nothing?
The Fan Army's soldiers were forced back step by step by Ang Lee. Occasionally, one of them would muster the courage to charge forward, but he would be easily killed by Ang Lee.
Li Tianlong had seen Ang Lee's bravery. He could feel that he was not as strong as Ang Lee, and he was afraid. But now that Ang Lee was in front of him, it was too late to run.
"Who are you? Tell me your name!"
Li Tianlong gathered his momentum and raised his axe, pointing it at Li An.
Li An hated being pointed at, especially when a weapon was pointed at him. Infuriated, he sneered, "Someone who's about to die should think about how to reincarnate." He raised his spear and charged at Li Tianlong.
. Li Tianlong did not have time to think. He hurriedly waved his axe and began to fight with Ang Lee.
As a general of the Fan Army, Li Tianlong had some skills. He was full of brute force from head to toe. Normal Tang Army generals would not be able to defeat him. But he was unlucky to have met Ang Lee, who was a martial arts fanatic since young. After a few rounds, he was already out of breath.
Ang Lee's breathing was not chaotic at all. His lips curled into a disdainful smile. Under Li Tianlong's surprised gaze, he stabbed his spear into Li Tianlong's abdomen.
"Ugh!"
Li Tianlong groaned. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Let me borrow your head."
Before Li Tianlong breathed his last, Ang Lee pulled out the saber at his waist and instantly beheaded him. He then used his spear to lift Li Tianlong up.
"The Fan Army's general has been killed! The Fan Army's general has been killed!"
Zhang Erniu shouted from behind, cheering for the Tang Army.
Seeing their general hanging on the tip of Li An's spear, the already defeated soldiers panicked even more. They threw away their helmets and armor and fled in all directions.
Ang Lee stabbed his spear into the ground and shouted, "Warriors, chase after the Fan Army! Don't take any prisoners!"
"Kill!"
The three hundred warriors who had been fighting energetically roared and chased after the fleeing Fan Army soldiers.
Ang Lee chased after a Fan Army soldier with his saber and killed him without any hesitation.
When Guo Ziyi led nearly a thousand soldiers to the Fan Army's camp, all they saw was a sea of fire. Of course, there were also corpses of the Fan Army soldiers and Li Tianlong's general hanging from the ceiling.
"General, our army has won! Our army has won!"
His personal guards and everyone else were filled with excitement. Before they could join the battle, Li An and the 300 warriors under his command had already defeated the Tibetan army.
Guo Ziyi looked at Li Tianlong in front of him. Other than surprise, there was also praise and gratification in his eyes. He immediately recognized that the spear that supported Li Tianlong was Ang Lee's weapon. In other words, Ang Lee had personally killed the Fan Army's general.
"Soldiers, the Fan Army has been defeated! Follow me to kill the remaining enemies!"
Guo Ziyi roared. Leading nearly a thousand men and horses, he circled around the burning Fan Army camp and pursued the fleeing Fan Army bravely and ferociously.
Ten li, a full ten li.
Li An's troops and Guo Ziyi's reinforcements chased after them for a full ten li. Only when the Japanese army had completely scattered and disappeared without a trace did they turn back.
By the time they returned to the southern gate, the sky was already bright. Zhang Qiqiu rubbed his red eyes and personally went down to welcome the victorious warriors.
Due to the large number of soldiers and horses, Zhang Qiqiu was very worried, so he did not feel sleepy at all. Moreover, after learning of Li An's great victory and chasing down the remnants of the enemy with Guo Ziyi, he became even more excited and naturally did not feel sleepy. Just like that, he sat on the southern gate tower for an entire night until Li An and Guo Ziyi's troops returned victorious.
"General, you didn't sleep at all last night."
Guo Ziyi saw that Zhang Qiqiu's eyes were red and asked with concern.
Zhang Qiqiu grinned and pointed at Guo Ziyi and Li An. "The two of you fought for an entire night, and it was quite enjoyable. You chased after the enemy for more than ten li, but this general had to defend the city alone. How could I sleep peacefully?"
"Hahaha!"
Ang Lee, Guo Ziyi, and the others all laughed. How could they not understand the reason for Zhang Qiqiu's insomnia? Nervousness, worry, and excitement. With so many emotions mixed together, it would be strange if he could fall asleep.
However, even though he had not slept the entire night and his complexion was not too good, Zhang Qiqiu's mood was still extremely good. This time, he had obtained a complete victory, and it could be said that he had taken revenge for the defeat of the Hengye Army's main force. This made him feel extremely carefree.
At the same time, with this victory, the imperial court could forgive him for his previous defeat. He wouldn't have to suffer the misfortune of being demoted. At least, that was what he believed.
"Li Shaolang, most of the credit for our victory goes to you. I will definitely report this to the imperial court."
Zhang Qiqiu was truly grateful to Ang Lee. If it weren't for Ang Lee's appearance, he might have already been killed by the Fan Army. In that case, he wouldn't be able to make up for his mistakes.
Ang Lee was very happy, but in order to keep a low profile, he still humbly said a few words. He also gave the credit to Guo Ziyi and Zhang Qiqiu, making the two of them very happy.
The Fan Army soldiers in charge of cleaning up the battlefield quickly reported the casualties on both sides.
After this night of surprise attacks, Ang Lee's army had only lost ten-odd people, while Guo Ziyi's reinforcements had only lost a few dozen. The casualties were negligible.
However, the results of the battle were extremely glorious. Of the five thousand Fan Army soldiers, at least a thousand had been killed, and more than a thousand had been burned to death in the camp. Half of the army had died. In addition, most of the soldiers that had fled were injured. The losses were extremely heavy.
Such a glorious result made Zhang Qiqiu grin from ear to ear. He immediately wrote a report to the imperial court. Ang Lee was listed as the most meritorious, followed by Guo Ziyi. Li Feishouyu, Kun Xiong, and Fei Yu were all credited with great merits.
"Big Brother, we've done a great service this time. I'm sure Wang Jieshuai will see us in a new light."
Li Kun Xiong was looking forward to it, and even felt a little proud.
Ang Lee smiled faintly and said softly, "Wang Jieshuai is a regional governor. He has seen all kinds of people. You're too naive to think that you can make him see you in a new light just by doing a great service."
"Big Brother means that we should do a few more great services."
Li Feiyu immediately understood Ang Lee's meaning. He took a few steps forward and looked at Ang Lee expectantly.
Ang Lee looked at the two and nodded lightly, "The five thousand Fan Army soldiers were heavily injured by our army. However, you should know that the Fan Army has more than five thousand soldiers. According to Zhang Guangcheng's investigation, there are at least thirty thousand Fan Army soldiers in Yuzhou. They suffered such a great loss at the foot of Anbian City. Won't they take revenge?"
When Kun Xiong and Fei Yu heard this, they were suddenly startled. Only a portion of the Border Army had been defeated. There were still many troops scattered throughout Yuzhou. If all of them were to rush towards Anbian City, they would definitely be under great pressure. Of course, there would be more opportunities for them to perform meritorious deeds.
"Big Brother, we were able to win this time because the Fan Army was not prepared. Next time, we might not be so lucky. With thirty thousand Fan Army soldiers, I'm afraid we won't be able to defend Anbian City."
"Big Brother, there are still no signs of reinforcements. If the Fan Army really rushes to Anbian City, how will we defend?"
Ang Lee had been thinking about this problem for a long time. Before attacking the Fan Army's camp, he had already thought about how the Fan Army would retaliate. He had also thought of the most basic countermeasures.
Ang Lee stood up and looked at the snow in the distance, "Offense is always the best defense. Why do you only think about defense? Why don't you think about how to attack?"
"Attack!"
"Big Brother, the Fan Army has more soldiers than us. It's hard to win even if we defend, let alone attack."
Kun Xiong and Fei Yu were puzzled. They did not understand what Ang Lee was thinking.
Ang Lee shook his head, "If we don't attack, how can we defeat five thousand Fan Army soldiers? This time, we won with a surprise attack. Can't we use other methods next time?"
In reality, Ang Lee wanted to say that their brains were full of shit. They had used the surprise attack to win the first time. Could it be that surprise attacks were the only way to win? The Thirty-Six Stratagems of the Art of War could be played however they wanted.
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Thirty miles northeast of Lingqiu City, Li Tagu was smiling. They had plundered more than ten villages and had reaped a great harvest.
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