After listening to Zhu Di's explanation, Dou Jiande's anger was actually gone. After hearing Ling Jing's reminder, he immediately came to his senses, glanced at Zhu Di and said calmly: "Zhu Di, since everyone is interceding for you, I will spare you this time and make a good effort to pay your dues!"
Although Zhu Di was dissatisfied in his heart, he still pretended to be grateful and said, "General, thank you for your kindness!"
Dou Jiande nodded and shouted loudly to the messenger behind him: "Give Fan Yuan the order to lead the second formation to continue attacking the Sui army!"
Ling Jing hurriedly spoke out to dissuade him: "Your Majesty, wait a minute. Yang Ye, an old man, is very well-prepared. He seems to have been prepared for it. Could this be a ploy by the Sui army to lure the enemy?"
Dou Jiande was startled when he heard this, and said in deep thought: "This opportunity must not be missed before it comes again. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Although there are some risks, I can only take a gamble."
Ling Jing opened his mouth and wanted to say something else, but Dou Jiande had already waved his hand and said: "Ling Jijiu, firing his bow without an arrow to turn back, now Guqin led an army of 200,000 people out of the city to call for battle, and he withdrew his troops back to the city just because of the defeat of the front army. It's a small thing to have Gu's face damaged, but it's a big thing for all the men in Hebei to be dissatisfied with Gu's heart!"
Ling Jing nodded when he heard this, took a few steps back on his horse, and stopped talking.
Dou Jiande glanced at Ling Jing and shouted loudly: "Send the order to beat the drum and cheer for General Fan!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of drums shook the sky. General Fan Yuan held a broadsword in his hand and urged his horses to fight out first. Nearly 10,000 elite cavalrymen behind him also surged up like a tide. The main reason for the defeat of Zhu Di's former army was that they were caught off guard by the eight crossbows hidden in the Sui army. The infantry moved slowly, and the wilderness became a living target for the Sui army's crossbows. It is naturally impossible for Fan Yuan to make this mistake again.
Fan Yuannai was a veteran of Dou Jiande's army. He had fought with the Sui army for many years and had suffered losses from eight powerful crossbows. He understood that the only way to deal with the Eight-Gong Crossbow was to rush to the enemy's formation before the Eight-Gong Crossbow caused huge casualties to his own army. So he left the infantry behind to hold down the formation, and personally led tens of thousands of cavalry to kill them.
Although there were horse traps on both sides, the middle road had just been explored by Zhu Di's front army and there was no horse trap. The cavalry could charge with confidence and boldness.
Tens of thousands of cavalrymen came like an unstoppable torrent, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. The horse's hooves hit the ground, making a heavy muffled sound that is breathtaking.
Yang Ye curled his lips slightly, waved the command flag in his hand, and shouted: "Instruct the crossbowmen in front of us to retreat backwards. The long-haired soldiers stepped forward and formed a spear formation to stop the rebel cavalry!"
Yang Yande was shocked when he heard this, "Commander Father, it is difficult to transfer the eight crossbows. I'm afraid the crossbowmen will not be able to withdraw in time!"
Yang Ye frowned and shouted coldly: "Then destroy all the eight-bow crossbow chariots for me. We can't get Dou Jiande and we must not take advantage of him!"
"Kill me!"
Fan Yuan, who was charging, saw the Sui army's crossbowmen smashing the eight-bow crossbow cart with all their strength, and then retreated back like the wind. He secretly thought that the crossbowmen of the Sui Army were about to run, and immediately clamped their legs hard on the horse's belly. The horse felt pain and could not help but speed up.
Soon, Fan Yuan caught up with several crossbowmen running behind. The sword in his hand whizzed out, and two heads flew into the sky. Blood spattered all over Fan Yuan's face.
Fan Yuan stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and shouted: "Brothers, the time has come to avenge the former soldiers, kill all these Sui dogs!"
"Kill!"
Inspired by Fan Yuan's loud voice, the Xia army cavalry all rushed forward like crazy bulls, catching up with the Sui army crossbowmen one after another. Their swords slashed horizontally, their long spears stabbed straight, heads flew everywhere, and blood spattered.
In a short time, the Xia Army's cavalry rushed into the Sui Army's spear formation. Under the cover of the sword and shield hand, they stabbed out the long spear from the gap under the shield from time to time. The target was the enemy cavalry's horse's crotch. Four hooves.
In an instant, many Xia army cavalry were hit one after another. They fell on their backs and screamed endlessly. The Xia army cavalry who accidentally fell to the ground was either crushed to death by his own horse, or was trampled beyond recognition by his own cavalry galloping up from behind.
"Damn it, get out of my way!"
Fan Yuan roared loudly, slashed out the sword in his hand, and struck the sword and shield hand on one side with thunderous force.
"Ding dong, it has been detected that Fan Yuan has entered a state of rage. His force is +7, his base force is 92, and his current force has increased to 99."
"Ding dong, Fan Yuan's four-dimensional ability attributes have been detected. Commander is 78, force is 92, intelligence is 63, and politics is 57."
Fan Yuan is a well-known warrior in Hebei Province. He is extremely powerful. This sword was struck with all his strength. Both strength and speed cannot be underestimated. Just hearing a "boom", the shield of the Sui saber-shielder was cut into two pieces. The sword-shielder staggered back a few steps and fell down helplessly.
"Brothers, follow me and kill!"
Fan Yuan showed off his power and killed a sword and shield wielder with one strike. He pointed the sword forward in his hand and gestured to rush forward.
Whoosh!
At this moment, there was a shrill whistling sound of sharp arrows piercing the air. Fan Yuan's expression changed, and before he even had time to close his mouth, the feather arrow had already penetrated into his mouth, easily breaking the back of his skull, and instantly emerged from the back of his head, with a red arrow at the arrow. Blood and white brain matter were mixed together and falling drop by drop.
"Ding dong, it was detected that Hua Rong shot Fan Yuan. The host received 9 soul points. The current soul points have increased to 55."
Not far away, Hua Rong coldly put down the sandalwood bow in his hand and shouted loudly: "The thief general Fan Yuan is dead, why don't you and the Xia army cavalry dismount and be bound!"
At this time, Zhang Xian, who was commanding the cavalry from behind, also led his soldiers to fight up and shouted: "Brothers, suppress the rebels! Let these rebels see the bravery of our Sui soldiers!"
Zhang Xian took the lead and rushed out from the formation with thousands of cavalry. His spear flew up and down and swept left and right, knocking off the Xia army's cavalry from time to time. The cavalry behind them were like tigers coming down the mountain, fighting bravely towards the Xia army's cavalry.
However, the Xia army's cavalry was in chaos due to the death of their leader and had no intention of fighting. They were defeated by the Sui army's cavalry and were killed. In the blink of an eye, six to seven hundred people were lost, while the Sui army lost less than a hundred people.
Dou Jiande, who was watching the battle from the rear, heard the Sui army shouting that Fan Yuan was dead. He couldn't help but clenched his fists and made a "Gaba Gaba" sound.
Wang Fubao and Fan Yuan. These were all his senior ministers when he started the rebellion, and they were his brothers who had been with him through life and death for many years, but now they are here one after another. This made Dou Jiande completely lose his composure, and shouted loudly: "Send the order, Meng Haigong, Zhu Wen, Gao Tansheng, Cao Dan, Gao Yaxian and others, all come forward to me and annihilate this Sui army."
Dong dong dong dong dong dong…
The drums in Xia Jun's formation were loud here, but this time, both in terms of sound and frequency, it was far from comparable to the previous two times. Hundreds of thousands of troops trampled on them, causing smoke and dust to billow, and the killings shook the sky. They surged up like crucian carps crossing a river.
When Yang Ye saw most of Dou Jiande's elite troops, he sneered at the corner of his mouth and ordered lightly: "Send the order to Zhang Xian, stop entangled with the enemy's cavalry, and the entire army will return to the camp in order. Rely on the camp for defense!"
