Gong Lince looked at the merciless scene and congratulated Meng Shanming, "General Meng, the Song Kingdom is safe now!"
Meng Shanming remained silent and expressionless. No one knew what he was thinking.
Luo Daan looked at Meng Shanming's reaction. He had been by Meng Shanming's side all along and knew what had happened.
Originally, when the Song Kingdom's army gave up on defending the river and gathered their troops to attack the Song Kingdom's army, they had already made preparations for a water attack. They were prepared to attack when the Song Kingdom's army reached a certain area. However, Luo Zhao changed his strategy. They had no choice but to change their strategy as well. They chose a more suitable place and used themselves as bait to lure the Song Kingdom's army to the Luoshan Mountains.
There were many twists and turns in the process. Fortunately, the final result was not unexpected and they still achieved their goal.
The people who were watching the battle on the mountain easily defeated the millions of Song Kingdom's army without sacrificing a single soldier.
The wilderness turned into a swamp in the blink of an eye. The Song Kingdom's cultivators who were swimming in the swamp were trying to save their important soldiers.
As for the millions of soldiers, even the nine Supreme Martial Artists could not save them now. The Song Kingdom's cultivators were also helpless and could only save some important soldiers and some generals.
In the flood, some people struggled in the mud, some swam in the muddy water to find a way to survive, and some lost their vitality and floated in the muddy water, drifting away with the current. Most people who did not know how to swim could not escape death in the face of this disaster.
There were so many people climbing on a tree that the branches collapsed. Screams could be heard everywhere. Some people on higher ground could not even stand and were half submerged in the water.
Many people fell on a tree in the wilderness. Looking at the tragic scene in the flood, Wu Qunlie, who was sitting on a branch, punched the tree trunk and cried.
He could imagine that it was not just this place. The Song Kingdom's army that was lured to the Luoshan Mountains would not be able to escape this disaster. As the commander-in-chief, his army had been annihilated before the battle even started. He had never lost so badly before and did not know how to face the people around him. He was on the verge of breaking down.
Liao Nanqing, who was on the same tree, was stunned. He looked at the tragic scene in front of him. He was lost after two consecutive defeats.
On the canopy, a group of cultivators rose and fell on the branches with the wind, and there were many panicked soldiers trying to climb up the tree …
Due to the terrain, there were some skirmishes in other parts of the Qunluo Mountains. However, there were only a limited number of people who managed to escape up the mountain. It was difficult for them to fend off the large number of Yan soldiers who had gathered on the mountain.
Scenes of the Yan army shooting down those who were trying to survive in the water could be seen everywhere.
After the first wave of the flood, the flow of the water gradually slowed down. Without the replenishment of a large amount of water, the water seeped into the ground, and the Marsh Country dried up quickly. The ground was full of potholes like a swamp.
The Yan army started to descend the mountain in large numbers. They formed groups and chased after the Song army, with the help of cultivators.
The Song army was already scattered. Even if they were not dead, they would not be able to form an effective defense. The weapons that they had hurriedly tried to save their lives when they were hit by the flood had already been lost. They were unarmed and exhausted. How could they defend themselves against the Yan army when they were attacked by a large group of soldiers and horses? They were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
They could not run fast in the mud. It was a pitiful scene to face the Yan army.
Sitting on the tree, Wu Qunlie could only watch helplessly. To a general, there was nothing crueler than this. His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. "Ah!" He looked up to the sky and wailed.
"Lord Wu, let's go. If we don't leave now, it will be too late." A cultivator pulled Wu Qunlie and tried to persuade him.
The soldiers hugging the tree looked up when they heard that they were leaving. They wailed, "Lord, save us!"
Wu Qunlie hugged the tree and refused to leave. He also begged the cultivators, "Please, I beg you. Please save as many as you can. I beg you. Even if you can block the Yan army and buy some time for our brothers to escape, I beg you. I beg you. I will do anything in my next life to repay you …"
The group of cultivators was also in a difficult position. In such a large-scale battle, it was useless for them to fight the Yan cultivators. Other than killing some Yan cultivators and soldiers, what else could they do? They could not defeat the Yan army, nor could they turn the situation around. They would not be able to protect their territory. There was no way they could save the millions of soldiers in front of them.
They might be able to save some, but how many could they save in this situation? There was no way they could save many. If they brought the soldiers away, it would affect their speed of escape. When the Yan cultivators came after them, none of them would be able to escape.
They could empathize with Wu Qunlie's feelings. However, Wu Qunlie's pleas made things difficult for them.
Seeing the Yan army and the cultivators getting closer and closer, the leader of the Song Kingdom's cultivators finally made up his mind and knocked Wu Qun Lie unconscious with a finger. Then, he grabbed Wu Qun Lie and flew away.
The other cultivators also brought along some of the important generals and flew across the swampy ground.
Although they could escape faster by abandoning Wu Qunlie and the others, they would not be able to answer to their superiors when they returned.
It did not matter if they won or lost the battle. How could they just abandon their generals and escape? How could they answer to their superiors when they returned?
"My lord, my lord …" Seeing that the cultivators had taken Wu Qunlie and the others away, the soldiers under the tree cried out in sorrow. However, they did not manage to get the cultivators to turn back. Instead, a group of Yan cultivators gave chase.
The Kingdom of Song cultivators risked their lives to protect Wu Qunlie and the other generals as they broke out of the encirclement.
At night, they held torches and carried out a large-scale cleanup of the Qunluo Mountains until the next day. Killing the Kingdom of Song soldiers was one thing. More importantly, they had to search for the Song soldiers' rations.
Sacks of rations soaked in dirty water were found. The Yan army held their weapons and forced the Song soldiers to carry the captives back to the mountains.
Large amounts of rations were transported back to the mountains. They did not care if the rations were soaked in water or not. They were washed at the waterfall in the mountains. Under Meng Shanming's orders, the trees on the mountains were cut down and the rations were dried.
There was no other way. Rations soaked in water were not easy to preserve and would rot easily. Even if the rations were not delicious, it was better than nothing.
After this battle, the Kingdom of Yan managed to gather half a month's worth of rations for the army despite not having any supplies.
With half a month's rations in hand and a series of victories, the morale of the army was greatly boosted!
At this point, the Kingdom of Song's defense line against the Yan army had completely collapsed. The consequences of this battle were very significant!
…
The sky was clear. Beside the Rolling Dragon Gorge, Niu Youdao stood on the cliff with his sword in his hand. He looked down at the torrential river below.
Hearing the familiar footsteps behind him, Niu Youdao sighed and said, "It's here. Fifty thousand soldiers forced their way through. It's such a dangerous place. No wonder they lost twenty thousand soldiers in an instant."
Guan Fangyi, who was close to him, handed him a piece of news and said, "Gongsun Bu sent it. It's a great victory. Song's army was completely defeated by Commander Meng."
Niu Youdao received the report and took a look. When he saw that the Song Nation's army had been completely annihilated, he could not help but click his tongue and shake his head. "It is indeed a great victory. At this point, the two million soldiers that the Song Nation stationed at the river defenses have all been wiped out. This is truly a beautiful victory.
He frowned and mumbled when he read about the captives, "600,000 captives …"
Guan Fangyi nodded. "Of the 1.4 million troops, the casualties are uncountable. As for the 600,000 captives, Gongsun Bu said that after the army has rested and reorganized, Commander Meng will use these captives as coolies. After they leave the muddy area, he will slaughter all 600,000 of them!"
Niu Youdao saw this from the report and furrowed his brows. This was not 600,000 animals but 600,000 living people. Such a massacre made him tremble in fear. He mumbled, "Our Commander Meng usually looks easygoing, but once he's on the battlefield, he's so murderous!"
This was not the first time he had heard of Meng Shanming's wanton massacre on the battlefield. Last time, when he attacked Dingzhou, the massacre outside Rongyang had already caused an uproar. This time, it was even more terrifying. He was going to slaughter 600,000 captives in one go!
"This is not dying in battle. It's a massacre! Killing six hundred thousand prisoners of war is shocking no matter where you put it! " Guan Fangyi also reminded him with some fear. She asked probingly, "Daoye, Commander Meng will listen to you. Do you want to use your influence to persuade him?"
Niu Youdao hesitated for a moment. He wanted to persuade him, but he was not someone who spoke without understanding the situation. He didn't understand things on the battlefield, so he wouldn't meddle in things he didn't understand. He said in a low voice, "Send a message to ask Commander Meng's intentions."
"Yes!" Guan Fangyi immediately did as she was told.
Niu Youdao also personally wrote a letter to Yuan Gang and asked him to forward it to Gao Jiancheng. He wanted to ask for Gao Jiancheng's opinion. He wanted to see if he could kill this group of people from Gao Jiancheng's perspective.
This place was not too far from Meng Shanming's side. After the letter was sent out, Meng Shanming quickly replied.
Meng Shanming's meaning was very simple. From the perspective of a soldier, he mentioned the situation of the 400,000 Song soldiers at the Hukou defense line fighting to the death and not surrendering. He wanted to use this to tell Niu Youdao that the Song Kingdom's Jiang Fang troops were all Song elites that the Song Kingdom had mobilized.
When he was in charge, when was it the Song Kingdom's turn to behave atrociously in front of Yan? This was because he had confidence in his hands. Just look at the combat strength of the Jiang Fang troops!
Meng Shanming's attitude was firm. He asked Niu Youdao if he had any other use for them. If not, he would definitely slaughter the 600,000 Song elites. He wanted to cripple the Song Kingdom's elite troops so that they wouldn't dare to cause trouble for a period of time. He wanted to use this opportunity to destroy the Song Kingdom's morale. At least, he wanted to ensure that the Song Kingdom wouldn't dare to offend Yan for the next ten years!
In short, the 600,000 elite soldiers of Song State were now in his hands, and there was no way he could let them go back and threaten Great Yan!
This "impossible" made Niu Youdao speechless. Meng Shanming asked if he had any other use for them? What use did he have for these 600,000 prisoners of war? He couldn't eat them and he couldn't sell them.
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