The soldiers and civilians on the top of the city could see clearly that the torrent of steel was flowing through the enemy's formation, as if walking on flat ground, without any hindrance, it penetrated the enemy's formation and rushed to the bottom of the city wall.
Then, the Zhenbei Army was divided into two. Under the city wall, one group turned to the left, and the other group turned to the right, and then fought outside.
The enemy troops were in complete chaos. They cried for their fathers and mothers after being beaten and fled in all directions.
The two armies of Zhenbei, one on the left and one on the right, fought their way through the enemy's formation. After reaching the outskirts of the battlefield, they ran back again. Ten thousand cavalry on each side spread out, completely surrounding the battlefield on both sides.
At this time, the Zhenbei Army was on both sides and the enemy army was in the middle.
Then, under the command of Zhao Long, the front army was led by fierce generals to charge. The rear army followed the charge while firing arrows, attacking from both sides and massacring the soldiers in the middle. m.
Xie Xing from behind saw this scene and cursed angrily.
The arrogant Zhao Long rushed in to play on his own again, leaving no credit to our Yue Family Army.
Angry and angry, Xie Xing, as a mature general, knows how to fight on the battlefield and how to cooperate with friendly forces.
Having fought side by side with the Zhenbei Army so many times, Xie Xing also knew what their responsibilities were.
So under his command, the Yue Family Army also spread out, surrounding the battlefield from left to right, chasing the fleeing enemy troops.
It is worth mentioning that most of the enemy troops ran to the west, but Xie Xing transferred the main force to the east, and there were fewer pursuers in the west.
This is because Xie Xing feels that this is the last battle. In a field battle, it is difficult to annihilate all the enemy troops. The enemy troops will inevitably scatter and flee, making it impossible to pursue them.
Under such circumstances, instead of intercepting the enemy in the west and causing them to panic and run eastward, and then search for the enemy all over the mountains and plains, it is better to give them some hope and let them run west.
After all, the besiegers must be surrounded, and the poor invaders must not be pressed. The east is one's own country, and the west is the opponent's country.
Xie Xing doesn't want the Loulan disaster at Yumen Pass to happen here again.
The defeated enemy troops were attacked and killed by the Zhenbei Army one after another. They fled in panic. Seeing the numerous flags in the east, they immediately ran to the west. After all, the west is their own land.
A big battle is going on with a one-sided advantage.
On the top of the city, cheers echoed through the sky.
The soldiers and civilians of Mangya City looked at the battlefield below and saw that their own reinforcements defeated the enemy army like chopping melons and vegetables, crushing the enemy army into a rout. They were all ecstatic, and the grievances and depression of the past few days were swept away. null.
"This is called war, this is called victory. The reinforcements are too strong!"
"Master Wang is mighty, Master Wang is invincible in every battle!"
"The Zhenbei Army is mighty, the Zhenbei Army is unparalleled in bravery!"
"Kill all these thieves and don't let any of them escape! Kill them all!"
"We win, we win, we win!"
"Thank you, Master Wang, for supporting Mangya City from thousands of miles away and saving our soldiers and civilians from the fire!"
After the First World War, the name of the Zhenbei Army resounded throughout the sky and was remembered by everyone.
Everyone saw how the terrifying black torrent overwhelmingly defeated the enemy.
Twenty thousand versus hundreds of thousands, a huge victory!
This is the power of Zhenbei Army!
In just half a day, no enemy troops could be seen outside the city, only the stopped Zhenbei Army and corpses on the ground.
To the west, the Yue family army was still clearing out the enemy troops who had no time to escape. After Xie Xing gave them orders not to pursue them too far, he led his guards to Zhao Long.
"You kid, it's the last battle and you didn't even say you would leave some for me. When we go back to report our merits, our Yue family army will be so embarrassed."
Xie Xing came to Zhao Long and gave him a hard hammer.
Xie Xing was in his early 40s, and Nian An had to call him uncle, while Zhao Long was only in his twenties and not yet thirty.
The age difference between the two is almost twenty years, but they are brothers on the battlefield. What's more, Zhao Long has indeed won Xie Xing's recognition with his talent and bravery.
Zhao Long smiled and said leisurely,
"Who said it was the last battle?"
Hearing this, Xie Xing frowned and asked,
"Why isn't it the last battle? Is there still a battle to be fought? Most of the enemy troops have been driven out of the country. We have defeated the invaders, which is already a victory."
Zhao Long smiled, glanced at the corpses on the ground, then looked at Xie Xing, and said seriously,
"Lao Xie, I don't know whether to say that you are old and have lost your spirit, or that you have insulted the name of the Yue Family Army, or that the former Yue Family Army really no longer exists."
After hearing what Zhao Long said, Xie Xing became furious, punched him and knocked him off the desert wolf, and cursed angrily,
"Zhao Long, what do you mean? Let me tell you, the Yue Family Army will always be there and will never disperse. You can scold me, but you cannot scold the Yue Family Army. These are the troops left by Marshal Yue, and we all inherit them. The legacy of Marshal Yue cannot be tolerated by you."
Zhao Long got up from the ground, turned over on Mo Lang, and sneered,
"Really? If Marshal Yue hears what you said before, about how defeating the invaders counts as a victory, he will probably whip you."
"What do you mean?"
Xie Xing frowned.
"Does repelling the invaders count as a victory? Then who should we collect the blood debt of so many of our soldiers who died? Who should we collect the blood debt of the 200,000 massacred people?
Did they die in vain? If they listen to your words, will they scold you? Why don't you avenge them?
Where is your blood? Where is the spirit of Yue Jiajun? "
Zhao Long's words made Xie Xing feel agitated.
"what do you want?"
"Of course it's blood for blood, tooth for tooth! This blood debt is not over yet, the enemy country must pay an equal price for their actions!
Dachuan is so powerful that it can be invaded by these young people at will?
The enemy soldiers have all fled back to the country. They are all the executioners who killed our soldiers and people.
And Talmu, the commander of the Loulan Army, was the one who single-handedly created the Loulan disaster and caused the death of two hundred thousand people. This mastermind is not dead yet! Still at large in their country!
Lao Xie, we should lead troops into their country, destroy their country, destroy their royal family, massacre their people, and plunder their money, food and wealth.
First, it is to avenge our dead people and soldiers.
Secondly, Lao Xie, I don’t know if you can accept my point of view. In my opinion, war is about making money.
If you fight a battle and lose more than you earn, then you are defeated. Even if you win the enemy, you are still defeated.
The Zhenbei Army is very strong, but it is also a gold-eating beast. In order to build the Zhenbei Army, the Marquis spent countless money. Should our Zhenbei Army spend the money of the Marquis and the court without making any contribution?
We rob the enemy's treasury and treasury. The money we rob can make up for our losses in this war. The extra money can recruit more soldiers and horses, making our strength stronger.
This is war. Fighting is never an end, but a means to achieve the goal. "
Some people died, but not completely...
