Qi Jie's clothes were disheveled and his face was full of horror.
The surrounding Yan soldiers fled in all directions, and even if Qi Jie shouted loudly, it would have no effect.
Several generals of the Yan State who had arrived in a hurry rushed over. When they saw Qi Jie's pale and dull face, they couldn't help but said in a hurry: "General, give the order quickly!"
"All the Qi people in the city have been killed - this is not a 'God's punishment', but a conspiracy by the Qi people!"
"General, please give me an order - how should we fight back?"
Qi Jie woke up from a dream, his eyes suddenly became firm, he drew his sword and waved it: "The left and right wings and the rear army are approaching me! The personal soldiers and the central army are rushing forward to block the Qi army..."
"The front troops are not allowed to take another step back! Counterattack on the spot, and those who retreat will be killed!"
"..."
After all, he is a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time. Although he is hasty, the arrangement is quite methodical.
But it's too late.
Sima of the Central Army looked pale and pointed forward with his hand: "General, look here -"
I saw the flag of the Chinese army suddenly falling down, and all the Yan army generals turned pale, and two big words appeared in their hearts almost at the same time - 'It's over'.
In war, bringing down the enemy's flag is as great a feat as killing the enemy's general - this is called 'the merit of beheading the general and seizing the flag'.
The fall of the Chinese army's banner meant that the command to hijack could no longer be effectively transmitted. Just imagine how boundless the 200,000 Yan Army camp is. If most of the Yan Army soldiers cannot see the banner, they can only fight on their own in the darkness.
The morale of the Yan army was already cold and they were in disarray.
Qi Jie gritted his teeth and saw Tian Dan lowering the banner of his Chinese army. Under the firelight, the two happened to look at each other, less than thirty steps away.
Qi Jie suddenly drew his sword, roared angrily, and rushed towards Tian Dan...
This desperate attempt had no effect.
Just then, a rampaging fire bull swooped in and hit Qi Jie hard... The sharp blade tied to the horns of the bull pierced Qi Jie's body, and he felt almost no pain at that moment.
In front of him were the monster's red eyes, and heavy, moist breath sprayed on Qi Jie's face. The latter's body was hung on the horns, like a broken rag doll. Only then did Qi Jie realize it. You can see clearly——
It's not a monster at all, just a crazy healthy cow.
Hearing the anxious and frightened screams of several Yan generals behind him, Qi Jie felt the pain in his body.
Looking down, he saw that the sharp blade tied to the horns was deeply pierced into Qi Jie's chest and abdomen... Qi Jie, who was already a little confused, touched his hands, and his hands were covered with blood.
The reckless cow that had done great things shook its head wildly, trying to shake off the sudden weight on its head... The wound was torn and enlarged... The cow succeeded.
Qi Jie's battered and bruised body was thrown high up and flipped over in the dark mid-air... The world was spinning, and the Yan army general Qi Jie had completely lost his voice.
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With the fall of the Yan State banner and the violent death of the Yan State coach, the 200,000 Yan army completely lost its backbone.
The camp was in chaos. The soldiers of Yan Army, who had not waited for the order for a long time, quickly collapsed and just ran for their lives.
Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians of Qi State fought with all their might, chasing and fighting into the depths, looking like they were fighting for their lives... All units of the Yan army collapsed at the first touch, and the army was panicked.
In addition, Tian Dan ordered his soldiers to shout loudly, "General Yan has been laid to rest", which intensified the speed of the complete collapse of the Yan army.
There were countless people in the camp who killed each other and trampled on each other...but there were only a few Yan soldiers who actually died under Qi Ren's sword.
The Yan army rushed out of the camp and fled, leaving all kinds of weapons, flags, drums and other trophies everywhere... They rushed out of the terrifying camp, away from the colorful and rampaging beasts, and far away Those crazy Qi people.
Everything was dark.
Before these unarmed and panic-stricken defeated soldiers of the Yan army could calm down, they saw countless torches suddenly light up in the darkness on both sides...
Under the firelight, all the soldiers of Yan Army took a breath of despair.
In the dark wilderness, countless silent soldiers had already formed a dragnet... These soldiers were well-equipped, and their armor shone in the light of the fire, like silent gods of death.
Hold the grass?
Where did this enemy army come from?
Under Xiong Wuliang's instructions, Quyang's new army did not bear the yellow flag of the Chu army... Therefore, most of the Yan army did not understand why there was such a powerful elite army in Jimo City until their death.
'call out'
'call out'
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Countless arrows struck from the sky and the earth. The soldiers of Yan Army had already abandoned their helmets and armor. Many of the defeated soldiers didn't even wear trousers, let alone shields...
In front of the repeated crossbows of Quyang's new army, these defeated soldiers who were crowded together and scared out of their courage were undoubtedly the best targets.
In the darkness, one could only hear the sound of countless arrows piercing the air... The defeated Yan army that escaped from the camp suffered heavy casualties under the ruthless rain of arrows, with corpses scattered all over the field.
Shao Hu smiled solemnly: "Yan people, this is the price for insulting Da Chu!"
"The great dignity of Chu cannot be provoked!"
"The three armies obey orders - follow me and kill!"
After all the arrows were fired, 10,000 Quyang's new troops formed a neat offensive formation and attacked from both wings. Compared with the chaotic Yan and Qi armies, this elite army had a complete and well-trained formation. Three steps and one call to kill...the momentum is overwhelming.
The shield bearers in the front row advanced steadily, while the soldiers in the rear ruthlessly harvested the lives of the Yan people with their long swords.
The Qi people who were chasing the defeated soldiers from the rear also chased after them, chasing with disheveled hair.
Shaohu commanded in a deep voice: "Surround and kill on both sides, leaving a passage in the middle..."
Quyang's new troops on the left and right wings were ordered to make way for a narrow escape channel - the defeated Yan army seemed to have seen a chance of life in the darkness, and rushed in that direction desperately, trampling on each other and killing countless people.
Shaohu smiled with satisfaction——
Although the Qi and Chu armies had the upper hand, they were still insufficient in number. It was an impossible task to rely on 10,000 Quyang's new troops to stop Yan's defeated army, which had more than ten times the number.
If we insist on 'total annihilation' of the enemy forces, it will undoubtedly add many variables to this night battle.
Quyang's new army may also pay huge casualties for this.
Therefore, Shaohu ordered the net to open a way out to prevent Yan's army from fighting to the death... He could only kill and injure the enemy as much as possible.
The Yan army barely broke out of the encirclement, but there were corpses everywhere behind them.
They didn't dare to look back at all, they could only breathe in the air, throw down everything they could, and then spread their legs and ran northward, trying to get away from the gods, monsters and devils.
The overall situation is decided!
Tian Dan strode back to the foot of Jimo City, raised his head, raised his hands to Xiong Wuliang, Tian Di and others on the top of the city, and said excitedly: "King Qi, Marquis Quyang... Our army has won a great victory!"
"May I ask Marquis Quyang, do you want to pursue me?"
Xiong Wuliang smiled - if we don't chase him now, when will we wait?
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