That's right, Shang Chaozong used his identity as the commander of the army and risked his life to attract the cultivators of the enemy army to capture him. This was to create an opportunity for Ying Yang Wu Lie Graud to attack.
Zhao Xingyan reacted too late and the army behind him was in a mess.
Shang Chaozong did not intend to give him time to react.
Ying Yang Wu Lie Graud charged in from the left and right of the Zhao army. Like a knife cutting through tofu, he charged into the enemy's camp and slaughtered his way through.
Some cultivators retreated in an attempt to salvage the situation. The cultivators that Shang Chaozong arranged were not just for show.
Even if some managed to return, it would be difficult for them to stop the enemy. Ying Yang Wu Lie Graud charged around and mixed with the Zhao army. The cultivators here could not attack freely, not to mention the Yan cultivators were also there to stop them.
The flag of the heroic Valiant Martial Guard that had charged into the enemy's midst had fallen, and the chaotic army had lost the direction to attack.
Ying Yang and Wu Lie Graud shouted again. Everyone charged towards the direction of the shouts. No matter what obstacles they faced, they did not panic and continued to charge forward!
The Zhao army faced the Yan army head-on and the entire Zhao army's formation collapsed quickly.
In a battle of such scale, one moment of chaos would lead to defeat. One moment of defeat would lead to a landslide and the defeat would be unstoppable.
Having lost the ability to organize and counterattack, the army was in a mess. No matter how loud one's voice was, it would be difficult to control the army.
The Zhao army started to flee in large numbers and this caused a chain reaction. It was the end of the army!
The cultivators from both sides were still fighting fiercely.
It was useless no matter how hard they fought. The army would not stop for them and the Yan army took the chance to chase after them.
Two legs could not outrun four legs. The Yan army was led by Ying Yang Wu Lie Graud and a large number of cavalry chased after them. They took the chance to increase the Zhao army's defeat and did not give the Zhao army a chance to regroup.
The cavalry chased after them and slashed at them. Blood splattered everywhere and cries of pain could be heard.
A group of escaping Zhao soldiers numbering in the tens of thousands saw the cavalry chasing after them and knew that they won't be able to outrun them so they quickly formed a group to fight back. Their long spears were planted in the ground and the spearheads were pointed diagonally towards the direction of the cavalry.
Ying Yang, Wu Lie Graud, who was rushing towards them, led his commander and made a hand signal. A thousand riders split up and the majority of them went around this group of people and continued to pursue the fleeing enemy, not giving them a chance to regroup.
The leader of the thousand cavalrymen waved his saber and made a gesture. The cavalrymen sheathed their sabers and quickly picked up the crossbows hanging on the backs of their horses.
For Ying Yang Wu Lie Graud, it was necessary for him to be adept at using his sword and arrows on horseback.
Like a gust of wind, he dashed past the troops and immediately drew his bow. The concentrated sound of the bowstring was heard and the arrows whizzed out from the cavalry troops that swept past. The Zhao army who had formed into a long spear formation immediately screamed in agony.
The thousand cavalrymen charged back and forth a few times and suddenly kept their bows and arrows. Following a weak point, they charged straight in. Flashes of sabers whistled and blood splattered everywhere.
The group of people who had formed a defensive formation immediately collapsed. The thousand cavalrymen who had killed their way through did not stay and continued to chase after them. The Yan army that came later drowned the group of people who had collapsed.
A general ran away from his men and saw a group of Ying Yang Wu Lie Graud's men cutting in diagonally from the front.
"Kill!" Seeing that there was no way to escape, the general screamed and waved his spear as he charged forward.
The main group of Ying Yang Wu Lie Graud's men did not stop for him. They only split into ten smaller groups and charged forward.
At the moment of impact, the general stabbed his spear furiously. One of Ying Yang Wu Lie Graud's men who was at the front waved his saber and blocked the attack. His comrade who was following behind suddenly bent down on the back of his horse and dodged the long spear that was sweeping over his head. He waved his saber and slashed at the horse's leg.
The warhorse neighed and flipped over. The general who was thrown into the air was slashed by a few flashes of saber light from behind, causing blood to spurt out. With a bang, he fell to the ground and twitched, blood flowing out of his mouth and nose.
As the ten cavalrymen left, the infantry behind them rushed forward and some of them raised their sabers and slashed down.
On the battlefield, countless people fell to the ground and whimpered in pain. Countless people fell to the ground and whimpered in pools of blood. The infantrymen rushed from the rear and stabbed with their spears. There was no such thing as mercy. There was no warmth in the battlefield.
Millions of troops, it's over!
Zhao Yanxing who was commanding from the top of the chariot looked at the chaos around him and was stunned!
Ignoring the cultivators around him who were fighting fiercely, Zhao Yanxing slowly pulled out his sword in a daze. There were no other thoughts in his mind. In his despair, he only wished for death!
At the crucial moment, a cultivator pulled his arm. "Great General, we've lost. Let's go!"
The army was defeated. There was no meaning for them to fight to the death with the Yan cultivators here. They couldn't kill all the Yan soldiers who were running around in such a large area.
"Ah …" Zhao Yanxing who came back to his senses suddenly burst into tears.
"Let's go!" A cultivator shouted. The two of them pulled Zhao Yanxing and flew away.
A large group of Zhao cultivators flew back and forth, covering Zhao Yanxing's retreat. Only when Zhao Yanxing was far away did they fly away from the battlefield.
Shang Chaozong, whose robe was stained with blood, panted heavily. He held his saber and looked around the battlefield. A smile appeared on his face. We won!
He took a huge risk to lure the enemy and finally won. One could imagine how happy he was.
Blood spurted out from his face, making his smile look even more ferocious!
Feng Ruonan, who was covered in blood, jumped off her warhorse. Her face was also covered in blood. She held her spear in one hand and wiped the sticky blood off her face with the other. She blinked and called out, "Prince! You're injured? "She stared at the armor on Shang Chaozong's arm.
A few cultivators surrounded the two of them and looked around vigilantly.
In the air, Huang Lie, who had killed a Zhao cultivator with others, landed on the ground. He looked around the battlefield and was ecstatic when he saw that they had won.
However, when he turned around and saw Shang Chaozong, his face darkened. He held his sword and walked over quickly. He said in a low voice, "Prince, as the commander-in-chief, you are to command the army, not to charge into the enemy lines. Don't let this happen a second time!"
It was too dangerous. The previous situation scared him. If something happened to Shang Chaozong, the commander-in-chief, it wouldn't be the Zhao army that would be defeated. Instead, it would be the Zhao army that chased after them. Once South State's power collapsed, the impact on Great Zen Mountain would be unimaginable.
When he chased after them, he saw Shang Chaozong's men and horses being killed in the chaos. How could he not be afraid?
A chariot stopped and Shang Shuqing jumped down. When she saw her brother and sister-in-law covered in blood, she couldn't calm down and couldn't speak for a moment.
Her nervousness and fear turned into the energy to beat the drums and cheer. At this moment, her arms were trembling from overexertion.
At the back, Lan Ruoting, who was protected by a few cultivators, galloped over on his horse.
Lan Ruoting, who jumped off the horse, felt his legs go soft. He staggered and almost fell.
When he learned of Shang Chaozong's decision and saw Shang Chaozong charge into the enemy lines, he was so scared that his legs went soft. At this moment, his scalp was still numb. It was still the same thing, it was too dangerous!
"Prince is injured, quick!" After noticing the injury on Shang Chaozong's arm, Lan Ruoting shouted and quickly called for help.
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"Victory?"
At the northern battlefront, Gong Lince looked at Meng Shanming in a daze after receiving the battle report. He couldn't believe the sudden victory.
Meng Shanming was expressionless as he nodded slightly. "Prince wouldn't lie about the situation. It can't be wrong! Zhao's defensive line has already been broken by Prince. Pang Teng will have no choice but to send a large number of troops to stop him. Otherwise, Zhao's interior will be faced with Prince's army. Pang Teng can't bear the consequences, and neither can Zhao's imperial court! Pull one hair and it will affect the whole body. Once the other side's defensive strength loosens, it will be our turn to counterattack.
Although Shang Chaozong was the commander of the Yan Kingdom this time, the main force of the Zhao Kingdom, led by Pang Teng, was facing Meng Shanming. To some extent, Pang Teng clearly saw Meng Shanming as the biggest threat, and Shang Chaozong was a secondary threat.
"Good! Using only five hundred thousand troops to defeat Zhao's one million elites, and it was a head-on clash. Prince Yong fought a beautiful battle! " Gong Lince praised happily. He couldn't help but be happy. The power that could influence Yan Kingdom in Southern Province was about to fall under his control. He was naturally happy to be able to protect it.
Meng Shanming, however, was not happy. It was the same thing. The Shang Chaozong had used such a risky move in order to win. It was said that he had even been injured. Meng Shanming was terrified. He was even angry at the Shang Chaozong's impatient and reckless actions.
However, he had to admit that Shang Chaozong's battle had played a decisive role in the fierce battle between the two countries.
This victory had penetrated Zhao's defensive line, and a huge gap had appeared in it. Zhao's offensive had instantly turned into a defensive position. This was a huge change in the situation between the enemy and himself.
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"Governor! I deserve to die! "
Inside the tent of the Zhao Kingdom's Governor, Zhao Yanxing arrived. He took off his helmet and knelt down in his armor. He kowtowed to the ground and did not get up. He choked with sobs.
The generals standing on both sides had ugly expressions. They all knew what Zhao Yanxing's defeat meant. How could Zhao Yanxing not know it himself?
A million elites were gone just like that. After the battle, there were only tens of thousands of soldiers left. It was a heavy loss!
"You …" Pang Teng was trembling with anger. He pointed at Zhao Yanxing for a long time before saying in a pained voice, "I put you in such an important position, but you underestimated the enemy. A million troops were wiped out in an instant. You've harmed others, yourself, and Great Zhao. If I don't kill you, how can I answer to the soldiers of Zhao? Men, drag him out and behead him! "
Immediately, the executioners rushed in like wolves and picked up the kneeling Zhao Yanxing, dragging him away.
"Wait!" A general stood out and pleaded, "Governor, the two countries are at war, and this is the time for manpower. It's not appropriate to behead a general in battle. I hope Governor will spare his life so that Zhao Yanxing can atone for his crimes, so …"
"Behead him!" Pang Teng interrupted angrily. He grabbed a token from the table and threw it out.
Military orders must be obeyed. The generals' faces turned pale as they watched Zhao Yanxing being dragged out to be executed.
Zhao Yanxing's face was covered in tears as he was dragged out. He didn't even have the face to plead for himself.
Not long after, Zhao Yanxing's bloody head was placed on a tray and handed in the token.
The cultivators watching from the side sighed in their hearts. Normally, a general of this level couldn't be killed by anyone. However, the cruelty of the battlefield could be ended with a single slash. Those who were killed wouldn't be able to complain. Especially the cultivator who rescued Zhao Yanxing. He had gone through so much trouble to rescue Zhao Yanxing, but in the end, he found out that he had sent Zhao Yanxing to his death.
Pang Teng waved his hand to dismiss the head and began to discuss with the generals about the redeployment of the troops. There was no other way. Shang Chaozong's army was already advancing towards the hinterland of Zhao. If they couldn't stop him, the internal affairs of Zhao would be in chaos.
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