This battle lasted for a whole day, and all three parties were almost at the end of their strength. The south of Fengcheng turned into a living Shura field, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Yi Xiaoling was already out of breath and could hardly hold the Nianjun Sword in his hand. The others were not much better. Fang Qianlong's heavy punches were no longer easy to hit, so he had no choice but to pick up weapons to parry and block. Bai Xinglong was surrounded by many soldiers from the military camp, guarding him everywhere. These were sent under Yi Xiaoling's order to protect him.
As for Qin Changqian, it is strange to say that he was the first to rush into the Beiyi formation to fight, but now he is the only one who still seems to have some strength left. He shuttles back and forth among the Beiyi army with ease, and even rescued someone. He killed many of his own soldiers.
"Mrs. Li, I have decided... that it will not work anymore. Are there any reinforcements...?" Bai Xinglong, escorted by some soldiers, came to Yi Xiaoling's side with great difficulty. He could hardly speak a complete sentence.
Yi Xiaoling stood with his sword on the ground. With the help of the guards around Bai Xinglong, he could barely breathe: "The soldiers in the camp cannot move..."
"This..." Bai Xinglong was speechless for a moment, and persuaded: "Madam...why can't the soldiers of the camp move...the victory or defeat...will all be fought here."
"Master Bai is scared?" Fang Qianlong also took the time to retreat to the two of them: "The soldiers of the camp are reserved to protect Mrs. Yi. Mrs. Yi, ten thousand troops are not as valuable as her alone!"
A spear was shot at Fang Qianlong from a distance. Fang Qianlong had no time to react. The spear had already passed by his temples, stabbing a Beiyi soldier behind him who was preparing for a sneak attack, and he fell straight down.
Like a big roc, Qin Changqian fell steadily from above, grabbed his own spear, and pulled it out directly. Unexpectedly, the force was so strong that the spear head of the spear was broken under the body of the Beiyi soldiers, leaving only a bare spear shaft in Qin Changqian's hand.
Qin Changqian threw away the gun barrel in his hand with some annoyance: "What? Are you not convinced?" After saying that, he reached out to the soldiers next to him, and the two soldiers quickly handed him their spears.
"Why are you so energetic?" Fang Qianlong asked with some confusion.
Qin Changqian also knew that Fang Qianlong had good relations with Yi Xiaodao and others in the past. At first, when there were only three people, Yi Xiaodao, Yi Xiaoling, and He Yueer, Fang Qianlong used his status as a wealthy businessman in Chuxiang to give them a lot of money. There's assistance. Even though Fang Qianlong said this jokingly, Qin Changqian was not really angry.
"Farmer man, you have a lot of energy." Qin Changqian replied in a nonchalant manner, then dragged two more spears and broke into the enemy's position. Wherever he went, wailing followed closely.
"Mrs. Li, how about... let's withdraw first..." Bai Xinglong really felt a little guilty. He was usually the senior brother respected by everyone on Taiyi Peak. In addition to fighting against the headmaster and the seven sword masters in Taiyi, he Besides, when had he ever been so embarrassed?
Yi Xiaoling also had the intention to retreat in his heart. Not only were the Beiyi soldiers strong and tall, but everyone was good at fighting. If they continued to fight like this, they would win, and they would only be able to save the soldiers who went to the military camp and command camp. , almost dead.
"Hahahahahaha! If you are scared, please retreat for now and let Jiang charge a few times to show you all!" Jiang Yong rode his horse and happened to pass by a few people. Hearing their conversation, he couldn't help but interrupt. said.
It's not that Jiang Yong is showing off, but the Northern Yi soldiers are almost dying now. There are only a few dozen generals left, and they have all fallen off their horses. They are fighting in the battle group like ordinary Northern Yi soldiers. Now All three parties are missing the last straw.
"The prince is here! The prince is here!" A shout suddenly came from the chaotic soldiers and horses, and then the shout was relayed, and it became coherent from being intermittent.
"Huh? The prince is here?" Jiang Yong turned around and saw the south gate of Fengcheng wide open. Groups of strong Anxi troops lined up from the city gate. Their swords and guns were bright, their battle flags were fluttering, and they wrote a huge "Zhang" "Character!
It is the battle flag of King Anxi. Except for King Anxi, no one in Anxi has such a mighty and broad battle flag.
As a prince, King Anxi naturally would not take the lead like Jiang Yong. There were nearly ten thousand soldiers and horses leaving the city. King Anxi rode out slowly on a tall horse, surrounded by a cloud of generals, closely guarding him like a shadow.
"Charge!" Anxi King Zhang Lizheng waved his whip and pointed at this place. The target was naturally the Beiyi Army here.
Seeing another Anxi army coming out of the city to help in the battle, the exhausted Anxi army in the battle group was naturally overjoyed, but the Beiyi soldiers' eyes widened in horror, as if they were facing doom. Now who dares to say that he still has enough energy to fight another battle?
Fleeing, an unstoppable flight, almost all the Beiyi soldiers dropped their weapons at the same moment, and those who were close to the horses grabbed their horses, while those who had no horses had no choice but to run away. A Beiyi general tried to stop him, but was elbowed by an unknown deserter and knocked to the ground. He was almost trampled to death by the rebel army.
On the entire battlefield, the happiest people now are the Anxi troops who followed King Anxi out of the city. The Beiyi soldiers were running away in front, and they were chasing after them desperately. The opponent didn't even have weapons in hand, just to escape faster without worrying about whether they would fight back.
The Shangwu Camp and Huzheng Camp, who had been fighting for a whole day, and the Anxi troops who followed Jiang Yong out of the city, all collapsed on the ground from exhaustion. Even though there was still a lot of loot on the ground, no one had the time to care about it now. I have a trophy, and I just want to take a breather in peace.
Anxi came to Yi Xiaoling and others under the protection of a group of generals and some Anxi soldiers. Several people were covered in blood and looked a little scary, but they could not scare King Anxi who was guarding the border.
The King of Anxi has a respected status and the imperial court has not lifted the title, so he is naturally the King of Anxi in Daqi. There is absolutely no reason to dismount for them. Sitting on the horse, he leaned forward and said, "Thank you, everyone."
Yi Xiaoling sheathed her sword, cupped her fists and said, "Your Majesty, you're welcome."
King Anxi looked Yi Xiaoling up and down, smiled softly and said: "The Li family... has always been blessed..." After saying that, he turned his horse and left to inspect the battlefield.
"Isn't he just a prince? It's not like we haven't seen a prince before, what's the point of showing off!" Fang Qianlong couldn't help but muttered at the side.
Jiang Yong, who followed King Anxi away, talked to King Anxi for a while, and soon returned on horseback: "The prince has an order to give Duke Wu Ding and Duke Zhongyi one million stones of grain and grass, which is enough for your army for half a year. "
"One million... is quite generous..." Fang Qianlong swallowed back his murmur.
Jiang Yong didn't say much, he just smiled at everyone and left. He was indispensable for this great victory, and he felt indescribably proud.
Yi Xiaoling looked at the two battalions of soldiers who died in battle around him, sighed softly, and turned back to the camp.
At the east gate of Fengcheng, another Beiyi camp stood not far outside the east gate. The scale of this camp was far smaller than the one in the south of the city. There are not many Beiyi troops in the camp, only about 10,000 people in full force.
"Shh~ I feel good..." Yi Xiaodao stood outside the fence of the camp. He shook his whole body twice and shook his urine. He had been holding in his urine until now, but it was finally released.
"Who is that!" A loud shout frightened Yi Xiaodao. When he turned around, a Beiyi patrol team of dozens of people discovered him and quickly surrounded him.
Yi Xiaodao calmly put away the "tool": "What are you yelling about? I am your friend, Mr. Duan!"
"Master Duan's friend?" These Beiyi soldiers were stunned and did not react for a moment.
"Master Duan! Duan Tong from the Four Mastiffs! Don't you know this!" Yi Xiaodao brought out Duan Tong's name, feeling a little guilty and not sure whether the name he reported himself was true or false.
After hearing the four mastiffs, the Beiyi soldiers reacted, and the guard in their eyes relaxed a lot. It is true that this person is from the Central Plains, but Duan Tong is also from the Central Plains. If he is said to be a friend of Mr. Duan, it would be credible.
"Sir...the military toilet is on the east side. This side is upwind. Military regulations prohibit it from being used here..."
Yi Xiaodao glared at him: "How come I don't know? But your camp toilet is too remote. I asked many people but couldn't find it! How can this be unreasonable!"
These words choked the Beiyi soldiers and kept them silent.
"Right, that..."
"Help! Help! The Anxi Army is coming!" Countless men and horses emerged from the south, screaming like ghosts and wolves, and running towards this side. It's a pity that the distance is too far. Even if they shout at the top of their lungs, they can't hear what they are saying clearly.
This group of Beiyi soldiers were also stunned. They knew that these were their own soldiers blocking the south gate. Why didn't they guard the south and instead escaped? Being hunted? It looks like they are inseparable.
"Go back to the camp and report!" The Beiyi soldiers ignored Yi Xiaodao, turned around, rushed into the camp, and hurriedly reported the news.
Yi Xiaodao looked at the Northern Yi soldiers who were desperately fleeing, and knew clearly in his heart that Wang Xuan must have driven back these Northern Yi soldiers in the south. He originally thought it would take some time, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.
The Beiyi soldiers ran for their lives very fast. In a short time, they had already rushed over, and the blood on their faces could be seen clearly.
Yi Xiaodao hurriedly evaded, seeing the menacing appearance, it would be a real disaster if his innocence was affected.
The Beiyi soldiers who were at the forefront had already reached the gate of the Beiyi camp at the east gate, but they did not enter the camp. Instead, they bypassed it and continued to flee north. The same was true for the rest of the Beiyi soldiers behind them. No one entered, and some even rushed out in a hurry and retreated after entering the camp.
"Wang Xuan and the others won't be chasing them, will they?" Yi Xiaodao understood that there must be someone chasing behind him, so these Beiyi soldiers would pass through the camp without entering.
Soon, a group of soldiers and horses were biting behind this wave of Beiyi soldiers. The calls for help from the front troops and the wails from the rear troops confirmed his suspicion.
A huge flag, like a soul-calling banner, was held high by a cavalryman. Wherever the battle flag went, the Northern Yi soldiers were either dead or alive.
"Zhang?" Yi Xiaodao's heart tightened. King Anxi was chasing after him in person?
