Qilin Bow Soldiers are good at sneak attacks and assassinations. When fighting on the battlefield, it would be fine if they face ordinary troops. However, when encountering a sect like the Beggar Clan, which uses fists to the flesh and attacks in groups, it would be a serious matter. The disadvantage is now. Four or five people surround one person and attack one person. No matter how unexpected the attack is, others will detect it in time and give a warning, and the success will be ruined. Even if you can resist with your inner strength, you can't use up so many disciples of the Beggar Clan.
At first, these thirty or so unicorn archers were able to gain the upper hand, but as more and more Beggar Clan disciples came in, they were unable to withstand the attack. What's more, Fang Qianlong, Yi Xiaodao and many other ordinary elders of the Beggar Clan focused on greeting them, making it even more difficult to deal with them.
Except for a few sporadic Qilin Bow warriors who had good light skills and escaped, the rest were drowned in the sea of Beggar Clan disciples. From time to time, one or two screams were heard, announcing the official end of life.
"Don't bully others too much!" He Ying'an used both fists to punch the two Beggars' Clan disciples who were rushing towards them in the chest, sending them flying away. Suddenly, a strong wind came from behind. He Ying'an was about to turn around to respond to the enemy, but Fang Qianlong and Yi Xiaodao grabbed his wrists from the left and right. The two of them kicked He Ying'an at the base of his knees, causing him to kneel on the ground and struggle.
"Hit me!" Fang Qianlong ordered to the surrounding Beggar Clan disciples.
The Beggar Clan disciples swarmed forward, including Thunder Fist, Fulong Kick... There were not many Beggar Clan disciples who were well-read, and they all used the moves they had racked their brains to think of. He Ying'an was beaten to death with one punch and one kick. No matter how close anyone is to him, they won't recognize him...
Even if the Qilin Bow is like this, the life of ordinary Chu Xiang soldiers will be even more difficult. Although they were "Pao Ze" who fought alongside the Beggar Clan before, most of the Chu Xiang Army had never even looked at the Beggar Clan disciples. So what if I can fight? How dare a stinky beggar talk to a military commander like me? Against him? The Beggar Clan disciples were constantly bullied and teased by the Chu Xiang army in the Chu Xiang camp.
Now the two sides are at odds with each other, and the Beggar Clan disciples are working hard to teach the Chu Xiang Army a lesson. Some even shuttle back and forth among the Chu Xiang Army, vowing to find their former enemies, tens of thousands of people. The Chu Xiang Army was thus thrown into trouble by the beggar gang with tens of thousands of people. The battlefield also continued to expand, and people on both sides even caught each other and fought each other, one chasing and the other escaping to the river...
The Chu Xiang Army was still resisting desperately, and some people ran in panic to find the only backbone at the moment, Xiang Liangyu.
Xiang Liangyu still hugged Xiang Qi's body tightly, feeling the temperature gradually dissipate, and her heart seemed to sink to the bottom as the temperature dropped.
"What can I do? Oh, what can I do? I can't even protect my nephew, so how can I protect you? Put down your sword and surrender..." Xiang Liangyu dropped these words and did not answer.
"Xiang...Xiang General..." The soldiers were a little unbelievable. The famous Chu Xiang general Xiang Liangyu could actually say the word "surrender" in his mouth. Is it really the end of the road...
The surrounding soldiers were all shocked and looked at Xiang Liangyu, wondering if he was sincere or fake. Could he be instructing us to surrender?
Xiang Liangyu was only about forty years old. At this moment, he was holding Xiang Qi's body. His hair was messy and his face was sad. He looked like an old man in his sixties or seventies. He couldn't pretend to be like this...
Some people slowly retreated, turned around and fled. Since Xiang Liangyu said there was no way to continue the fight, there was really no need to continue the fight... It was a capital crime for them to commit rebellion, so running away now might give them a chance to survive. Tens of thousands of soldiers, can they be captured one by one? Who will compete with the big-headed soldiers?
The scene outside Wancheng repeated itself outside Wucheng. Xiang Liangyu still had about a dozen loyal guards around him, still protecting him tightly. The rest have become birds and beasts and fled in all directions without thinking about retreating from the enemy.
The Chu Xiang army saw Xiang Liangyu's personal guards fleeing in all directions. After a brief period of shock, they quickly followed suit. Those who survive here are all veterans on the battlefield. They know clearly in their hearts when to move forward with all their might and when to turn around and run for their lives. The general's soldiers have all fled, so why fight?
The army was defeated like a mountain.
The tens of thousands of troops from Chu and Xiang retreated like the tide. There was a beggar gang blocking the road in the direction of Wucheng. Naturally, no one would be stupid enough to escape to the enemy, so everyone retreated and fled towards Yingcheng. Some people even climbed mountains and ridges, swam across rivers, and fled in both directions. Escape is originally a matter of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea and showing off their magical powers.
The tens of thousands of Chu and Hunan troops who fled north and west were lucky. They either escaped or were captured alive by the Sichuan and Shu troops who were chasing after them. In the end, they still had one life left. But the Chu Xiang army who fled south was in misfortune. They jumped into the river one by one in a panic, and sank to the bottom with a gurgling sound. Even their bodies were hard to find.
After the defeat, Chu Xiang general Fu Hui, who had been hiding in the Chu Xiang army, was taken care of because he scolded Zhu Ce in front of Ge Cifeng. He has been following Xiang Liangyu's army in order to gain some military exploits. After the defeat in Anhui City, he finally learned to keep his tail between his legs and keep a low profile.
This time, he was both unfortunate and lucky. Unfortunately, he escaped south among the soldiers. Fortunately, he was one of the last batch to prepare to go into the water, but the Sichuan-Shu Army and the Tang Sect arrived and suddenly escaped from the water to being captured alive. At least he survived...
After the Chu Xiang army fled, Ge Cifeng's carriage seemed very abrupt. He was still sitting in the carriage, talking vaguely and not knowing what to say.
Yi Xiaodao casually grabbed a long gun stuck on the roadside and walked towards Ge Cifeng with the gun in hand. Fang Qianlong met and heard about the three of them. Knowing that Yi Xiaodao had something to say to him and that Ge Cifeng could no longer escape, he ignored them and rushed to Chu Hong and Ang Yong to rescue them. Two people.
Ang Yong was connected to the joints of his limbs, and he bowed his head to Fang Qianlong: "Ang Yong, the guardian elder of the Beggar Clan, please see the leader!"
Chu Hong's whole body's meridians were relieved, and she looked at Fang Qianlong, feeling so embarrassed that she lowered her head and said nothing...
Yi Xiaodao walked outside the carriage and slowly opened the curtain with his gun. When Ge Cifeng saw Yi Xiaodao, a trace of clarity slowly began to return to his cloudy eyes.
"You won... My noble prince... actually lost to a beggar..." Ge Cifeng said with a wry smile.
Yi Xiaodao shook his head: "I didn't do anything. I just helped His Majesty to defeat the traitors. You didn't lose to me, but to Your Majesty. Or to be precise, you lost to yourself."
Ge Cifeng rushed out of the carriage, grabbed Yi Xiaodao's collar, and roared: "I mean Yue'er! Yue'er! Who cares about this world? Who cares about this country? Isn't it good for me to be a happy prince? I originally planned to die of old age in the capital! But when I met Yue'er, I wanted to make her a queen, and I wanted to make her mother-in-law the most noble woman in the world, do you understand?!"
Although Yi Xiaodao was grabbed by the collar, he did not get angry and still shook his head: "I don't understand. Have you asked her? Did she say she wanted her mother to honor the world? This is just an excuse to satisfy your selfish desires. ."
"Selfish desires? What selfish desires do I have? Everything I do is for Yue'er! All of them!"
"For her sake, you should tell her where her parents are! And you don't know, why are you doing it if you're not doing it for yourself?"
Yi Xiaodao's words were like a knife, piercing the most vulnerable part of Ge Cifeng's heart. He lowered his hands feebly: "Yes, I don't know, but I have been lying to her... I even lied to myself... "
Fang Qianlong led a group of Beggar Clan disciples over: "How should the Beggar Clan's debt be settled? My Beggar Clan disciples are fighting for you, how have you treated our Beggar Clan? Gang leader Jiang is also dead, and the eight guardian elders are Now there are only two people left in your hegemony, do you know your guilt?"
"Haha...hehehe...hahahahaha, a beggar asked me whether King Chu Xiang is guilty? Hahahahaha..." Ge Cifeng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, laughing so hard that he could hardly stand up straight. .
"You!" Fang Qianlong was furious and was about to step forward to take action, but was stopped by Yi Xiaodao: "Whether it's a serious crime of treason or not, let's leave it to His Majesty. Although I also want to kill him now!"
Fang Qianlong knew that Yi Xiaodao had deep feelings for He Yue'er, and the hatred in his heart was no less than his own, so he had no choice but to endure it and retreat.
"I am the King of Chu Xiang! How glorious Chu Xiang has been for more than 600 years! You two little beggars still want to deal with me! Don't even think about it!" Ge Cifeng grabbed a long sword on the ground whose owner was unknown. The sword was placed on his neck.
"God bless Chu!" As Ge Cifeng shouted his last words, a bright red splash spread several steps away, showing the great strength...
"Clang." The long sword fell from his hand and fell to the ground, bleeding like a stream...
Ge Cifeng felt out of breath, and instinctively reached out to hold his neck. He stopped halfway, put his hand down tremblingly, and glared at Yi Xiaodao and Fang Qianlong.
Seeing this situation, Yi Xiaodao and Fang Qianlong knew that he had used too much force and could not be saved.
Ge Cifeng's feet were light and he began to stagger a few steps and fell backward.
Figures flashed past his eyes, and although his face could not be seen clearly, Ge Cifeng knew who they were: Ge Wangong, King of Chu Xiang, Ge Yigang, Jiang Rong, Zhu Ce, Tao Fuyi...all died directly or indirectly one by one. The people in my hands...
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, Yue'er, let me see Yue'er again!" Ge Cifeng's throat continued to ooze blood, and he was speechless. He could only desperately try to find the figure of Yue'er in his mind. .
"What a pity, I didn't see it in the end..." Ge Cifeng fell to the ground, the last thought came to his mind, and his consciousness slowly dissipated into nothingness...
Fu Qing took He Yue'er and rushed to the battlefield. He Yue'er saw the scene of Ge Cifeng committing suicide through Fu Qing's short shoulders.
"Huh, just die." He Yue'er breathed a long sigh of relief, and Fu Qing felt a little chill all over...
In the fourth year of Qingguan, Ge Cifeng, the crown prince of Chu Xiang, launched an army to attack Wancheng without permission, intending to rebel. In the sixth year of Qingguan, Ge Cifeng secretly assassinated Ge Wangong, the king of Chu Xiang, and he himself was defeated and died. Because the Ge family was the only seedling, the Ge family in Chu Xiang was extinct, and Chu Xiang was returned to the imperial court.
