Wu Nian killed Li Dazui, but that was all.
Meng Yuan people are not like that, just shout.
"Your general has been killed by me, quickly dismount and surrender." Someone who will just surrender and be captured. The Mongolian people have terrible endurance.
Wu Nian looked up and saw a dozen of Li Dazui's soldiers surrounding him.
"Kill!!!" The dozen soldiers looked at each other and pounced towards Wu Nian.
Their courage was commendable, but of course they were no match for Wu Nian. Wu Nian rushed to kill them from left to right, and quickly killed them all. The horse in Wu Nian's hand turned into blood, and thick blood dripped down, exuding an indescribable smell of blood.
The fire in Wu Nian's heart was still burning and had not yet calmed down.
he wants.
Kill as fast as you can.
"Drive!" Wu Nian drove the war horse and rushed straight to the camp gate. When he entered the Mongolian camp, Zhang Jin, Liu Wu, and Tieniu had the upper hand, making the three battles unstoppable.
But the Mongolian people also adjusted and resisted tenaciously.
An ordinary army would have collapsed long ago when it reached this point. But the resistance of the Meng Yuan people made Wu Nian feel a sense of courage.
"We can definitely turn defeat into victory."
This is the belief of the Mongolian soldiers.
"Old routine. Set fire!!!! Drive them away, disperse them, and then kill them all." Wu Nian yelled and said.
"Barbarians, listen obediently to the words of this noble descendant of Yanhan. Your commander has been killed by me. If you are wise, kneel down and surrender. I will consider sparing your lives."
While Wu Nian ordered the soldiers who dared to die to set fire, he rode his horse forward, waving the horse spear in his hand repeatedly, and blood rose into the sky.
He was yelling as hard as he could.
The Mongolian soldiers will not surrender obediently, but some people will definitely waver. As long as someone wavers, they will run away.
There is nothing more exciting than a pursuit battle.
There is nothing more painful than hand-to-hand combat.
Sure enough, as Wu Nian finished speaking. Some Meng Yuan warriors were looking for Li Dazui in the crowd, but of course they couldn't find him. Some people's eyes began to flicker.
No one ran away, but it was a bit shaken.
"Kill!!!!" Wu Nian roared repeatedly, and there was no enemy under his command. Wherever they passed, people fell on their backs, and corpses and blood paved the way, moving forward, forward, and forward again.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh." The wind was very strong today, and the men who dared to die lit their tents on fire. For a moment, thick smoke billowed, making the battlefield look like a dream.
One by one, the Mongolian soldiers fell and were trampled to death by their companions.
Unless you have an iron willpower, every army has a line.
When the casualties cross that line, after a brief period of confusion, the troops and horses will collapse. Now there was thick smoke billowing and screams coming one after another.
One by one, the Mongolian soldiers fell. Li Dazui was nowhere to be seen. Centurions, those who are dead are dead, those who cannot be found cannot be found.
It seemed like everything was irreversible.
A devil began to appear in the hearts of the shaken Meng Yuan soldiers. Their eyes began to flicker, and some began to collapse.
Once the rout starts, it doesn't stop.
The soldiers and horses of Beishan Fort followed behind the four generals to kill, while holding wooden sticks or something as ignition materials, burning the tents of the Meng Yuan people. In the thick smoke, they seemed to be evil spirits and demons. .
kill! kill! kill! ! !
I don't know how long he had been killing, but the horses under Wu Nian had been replaced by two. The armor on his body could no longer find its original color, only red, bloody red.
Half of his face was red, and so were his eyes.
He has fallen into madness.
When Wu Nian woke up, his eyes lit up. It turned out that he had already fought his way out of the Mongolian camp from the north, and behind him was a field of smoke and fire.
What hit me was the stench. The bodies were charred, the hides charred, the horses charred, and the blood dried.
There were many Mongolian and Yuan warriors in front of them. The invincible Mongolian and Yuan warriors ran away without knowing how to move.
Wu Nian didn't catch up. He was tired.
Can't catch up either. These people will soon leave the Beishan Fort range and enter the mountains.
Wu Nian raised his head and looked at the sky, took a few deep breaths and calmed down. Unconsciously, the soldiers who were still alive and dared to die gathered behind him.
Wu Nian looked back and saw Zhang Jin, Liu Wu, and Tieniu, with a happy smile on his face.
"Quickly put out the fire, rescue supplies and wounded soldiers."
Wu Nian raised the bloody horse in his hand and shouted loudly. Then he added: "Send someone to tell Li Yong. Let the people cheer. We won."
"I won."
However, the soldiers who dared to die still looked at Wu Nian blankly, their eyes seemed to be looking at a god.
They actually won, really won.
Before setting off, they simply trusted Wu Nian and came together. At that time, they still could not imagine that they would win.
The other party is from Meng Yuan, and he is invincible in field battles.
There were only two hundred of them, and they went out to fight in the city.
The Meng Yuan people had at least a thousand uninjured soldiers, and the difference in strength was huge. Until this moment, they didn't know what happened.
Won, really won.
The gods would not answer their prayers.
But the person in front of me does. In the hearts of the soldiers who dared to die in Beishan Fort, Wu Nian had become a god.
"Mars!"
"Yes!!!!" A young soldier who dared to die roared with all his strength, then rushed into the smoke-filled Meng Yuan camp and began to put out the fire.
Camp. The distance between tents is still very wide. Although the smoke was billowing, the burning was not that scary.
Not the whole camp was set on fire.
There are still many wounded soldiers in the camp, including wounded Mongolian soldiers, wounded soldiers from Beishan Fort, and some supplies.
It's stupid to treat people differently.
The Mongolians wounded and killed their troops without any nonsense.
The wounded soldiers from Beishan Fort were picked up and ran towards Beishan Fort.
The city gate.
Li Yong watched Wu Nian and others fight out, then pressed the handle of the knife and remained motionless. He saw Wu Nian and others charging into the Meng Yuan camp, and saw flames burning in the camp.
But he didn't dare to let down his guard.
The Mongolian people have strong fighting power and tenacious fighting will, and cannot be underestimated. Even if they attack the camp or set fire to it, they may be counterattacked by the Mongolian soldiers, resulting in heavy losses.
Until a young soldier who dared to die in Beishan Fort rushed over and said breathlessly: "Li Sima. We won. We won. The general personally killed the opponent's commander, and we successfully killed most of them." Meng Yuan warriors."
"General, let us cheer."
"Boom" sound. Like thunder passing by, there was a loud roar in Li Yong's head, and then Li Yong felt that the world was spinning and he almost fell to the ground. After he regained his composure and stood firm, Li Yong raised his arms to the sky and shouted.
"General."
"mighty!!!!!!!!!!"
