At this time, it was the main battlefield. Due to the long and high-intensity battle, both sides were unable to fight anymore and began to retreat in unison.
The defenders retreated into Gusu City, and under the leadership of Zhao Yulong and Sun Bo, the Southern Expedition Army also began to retreat in an orderly manner.
But at this moment, the messenger rushed to Zhao Yulong.
"General, something bad is going on. King Qin and General Xu are trapped on the Eastern Front. They are being besieged by the enemy and are in danger."
What? !
Zhao Yulong, who was already exhausted, suddenly became shocked. His eyes widened and he shouted in a low voice: "How could King Qin be surrounded?!"
"What does Xu Mo do for food?"
The messenger quickly explained: "The eastern front was unexpectedly attacked by the enemy. The wealthy families in the south secretly sent more manpower to nearby towns and rushed out in a swarm. General Xu was caught off guard when facing an enemy several times his own."
"There were even more vanguard soldiers who wanted to behead General Xu. King Qin had no choice but to go to the rescue, so he was besieged."
"The entire eastern front army has collapsed, broken into pieces, and fighting independently."
"All the guards around General Xu died in the battle. All the five hundred black cavalry led by King Qin also died."
Zhao Yulong, who had always been calm and composed, was now trembling wildly.
Although he was loyal to Daliang, he knew that he must conserve his strength at this time and continue to besiege Gusu City, otherwise the entire strategy would fall short.
But considering his friendship with Qin Feng and the entire Southern Expedition army relying on Qin Feng, once Qin Feng had an accident, it would be a real disaster for Daliang.
Zhao Yulong no longer hesitated and decided to go to rescue Qin Feng in person.
Since the black cavalry was bulky, Zhao Yulong ordered five hundred light cavalry and headed towards the scene of the incident as quickly as possible.
When he arrived at the battlefield on the eastern front, Zhao Yulong was shocked by the sight in front of him.
This place can be described as littered with corpses, and its level of tragedy is even worse than that of the main battlefield.
While rushing for help, Zhao Yulong kept seeing the corpses of Beixi soldiers, black cavalry, Jinyi guards and even Tianji camp guards in front of his eyes.
It was obvious that the wealthy families in the southern region had placed heavy bets on this battle.
Facing enemies several times their own, it is inevitable that the Eastern Front will be defeated. After all, this is a field battle, and there are no strategies to use. The two sides can only fight head-on.
Zhao Yulong's eyelids were twitching, fearing that something might happen to Qin Feng. As a result, before he even got close to the battlefield, an endless stream of enemies came to stop Zhao Yulong.
Zhao Yulong led the Qingqi, hiding whenever he could. If he couldn't hide, he would fight quickly and leave at the first touch.
But even so, the five hundred Qingqi under his command still suffered heavy losses, and soon there were only more than a hundred left.
When a large number of enemy troops appeared in front of him again, Zhao Yulong began to understand why Xu Mo was beaten so badly. The number of enemies was simply outrageous.
Even the soldiers of Beixi, who all possess the courage to fight one against two, are helpless in the face of a wave of enemies.
Now Zhao Yulong's only grudge is that Qin Feng will risk his life to rescue Xu Mo himself, which undoubtedly puts the entire battlefield, and even the entire beam, in danger.
But he can't control that much now, and rescuing Qin Feng is the first priority.
Seeing that there were too many enemies blocking his way, Zhao Yulong simply gritted his teeth, raised his horse high, and shouted loudly: "You guys open the way, I'll take the first step!"
This order is tantamount to asking all the Qingqi to die and use their lives to cover Zhao Yulong's progress.
Although all the Qingqi were surprised and did not expect Zhao Yulong to issue such an order, they still executed it immediately out of loyalty to Beixi County.
More than a hundred light cavalry increased their horse speed, raised their rifles, and collided head-on with the enemy.
They were not heavy cavalry. They had no defense at all against the spears set up by the enemy. Most of them were stabbed to death on the spot in the blink of an eye. The seemingly fierce horses were meaningless in front of the spear formation.
This violent collision did knock the enemy's line away, but it also declared the death of more than a hundred light cavalry.
Zhao Yulong held the reins tightly, eyes widened, ignored the Qingqi who died generously, and continued to run towards Qin Feng's position.
He kept thinking silently in his mind.
"Some sacrifices are necessary. If you want to achieve great things, you must start with bloodshed."
"Qin Feng cannot die, otherwise the southern expedition will fail."
"Everyone, I'm sorry."
Zhao Yulong fled away, and the remaining dozen Qingqi were instantly overwhelmed by the densely packed enemy.
With the light armor on their bodies, they were almost no different from paper when faced with the enemy's spears. They were either stabbed over directly, or simply pulled by the enemy's legs and forcibly pulled off the horse.
The last dozen or so Qingqi were all sacrificed in the blink of an eye.
Is it worth trading the lives of more than a hundred Qingqi for Qin Feng's life?
Maybe it's not worth it for Qin Feng, but it's worth it for Zhao Yulong!
Zhao Yulong has always only looked at the results, not the process. As long as he can completely end the internal and external troubles in Daliang and allow the people all over the world to live and work in peace and contentment, Zhao Yulong will be willing to pay no matter how heavy the sacrifice is.
During this period, Zhao Yulong encountered three more waves of enemies. Fortunately, the number of enemies was not large. In addition, Zhao Yulong was riding alone and was difficult to detect. Therefore, these enemies were not prepared.
These enemies didn't react until Zhao Yulong rode his horse to kill them, but it was too late.
Zhao Yulong just went to the battlefield single-handedly. Looking at Wuyang Wuyang and the armies of both sides still fighting, his hanging heart finally settled.
Still fighting means Qin Feng is not dead yet.
Zhao Yulong knew that the war horse was useless in such a chaotic battle, so he immediately dismounted and took out a large cloth bag from the saddle, which was filled with heavy armor of elite generals.
Zhao Yulong put on his armor in an orderly manner, stuck two small pumpkins on his waist, and rushed toward the battlefield with his horse's spear in hand.
His goal was extremely clear. He went straight to the enemy holding a long weapon. When he was still more than ten steps away, he threw the rifle and stabbed one of them to death.
Then, with methodical steps, he came to the deceased and picked up the long-handled sword that the other party had dropped on the ground.
In this chaotic battlefield, a broadsword is far more useful than a stabbing weapon.
Without saying a word, Zhao Yulong waved his sword and continued to kill the enemies in front of him.
Due to the chaos on the scene, no enemy noticed at all, and a member of the Tiger General rushed into the battlefield.
Zhao Yulong drove straight in. Blood and stumps were scattered everywhere he passed. Even if some enemies noticed Zhao Yulong's bravery and tried to join forces to block him, they would be killed by Zhao Yulong in an instant.
He is like an invincible warrior, and no one can stop him in the slightest.
He didn't know how many people were killed, but Zhao Yulong finally saw the defense line in the center of the battlefield. The large shields were the evidence that Qin Feng survived!
