On the other side, Fang Zan's department.
These three thousand spiritual troops set out from Jingyang at night. Due to the distance between the two places, it was not until the sun rose that they finally approached Lichuan.
However, due to the strong military intelligence of the Qin army, the news had already reached Peng Shuang before they reached the city.
Morning time.
Fang Zan arrived with his army.
Looking from a distance, the entire city of Lichuan is no longer what it used to be. Not only are there no pedestrians entering or exiting, the city gates are tightly closed, and the city defenses are full of Qin soldiers with black armor and red tassels, and there are many halberds. Stand ready.
In the center of the city, there is also a black flag, fluttering in the wind.
Fang Zan was riding a war horse, directly in front of the three thousand army, looking up.
"What a shame! We were late! The Qin army actually attacked Lichuan and occupied this place!"
He gritted his teeth and said something, and was considering whether to launch a forceful attack to test the truth.
At this moment, in the middle of the city, Peng Shuang smashed the ground with his broadsword and shouted loudly: "Listen to the Lingjun below the city! Lichuan no longer belongs to Lingguo! I advise you, where are you from? Where are you going back! To avoid humiliating yourself!"
Fang Zan was furious when he heard this. He was on his horse, a stone's throw away from the city. He couldn't help pointing his finger and shouting: "Who is the enemy general! How dare you speak such arrogant words!"
"Admiral Peng Shuang!" Peng Shuang's words were concise and to the point.
ah! ? Hearing this, Fang Zan's heart tightened and he suddenly lost his voice.
A person’s name is like a tree’s shadow!
Peng Shuang, the general of Qin, followed the King of Qin and fought for many years. He dominated the world and was invincible. His reputation had already spread far and wide. He was well-known to ordinary people, let alone the spiritual army.
The young general beside him couldn't help his Adam's apple slipping, and swallowed secretly: "General...General, today Lichuan has been lost. The enemy general is here, and the opponent has the advantage of defending the city. If we want to attack, , I’m afraid, it’s hard to get any benefits..."
"That's right, General. When we came here, Pang Daren said that we should not indulge in fighting. Now that the matter has come to this, Jingyang is still the most important thing." Someone else said.
These young generals were obviously shocked by their names. In fact, Fang Zan was also the same. He looked ugly. After thinking about it, he decisively pulled the reins: "Withdraw!"
With an order, the three thousand spirit troops began to move from the rear to the front and evacuated from Lichuan City.
On the top of the city, seeing that the enemy troops had left, a Qin army commander couldn't help but said happily: "I thought there was a tough battle to be fought. This Jingyang spiritual army is quite interesting."
Peng Shuang did not answer the question, but suddenly asked the leader of the Snow Tribe in charge of the military plane: "Are there other troops behind this spiritual army?"
"Ah?" The leader of the Snow Clan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "According to the intelligence report, the enemy has no follow-up troops."
"Well..." Peng Duan rolled his eyes and said as if he was minding his own business: "Judging from their formation just now, the number of people in this spiritual army is not large. They are evacuating now, can we? Take advantage of the situation and fight back."
Then he added: "Didn't Su Yi always say that using right combination, winning by surprise, and attacking the unprepared are the combined tactics of war? Now, the Ling Army will definitely not think that we will suddenly counterattack."
Hearing this, the commander beside him was startled and hurriedly advised: "General, don't be impulsive. Although the spiritual army is not large, our soldiers have conquered two cities in one day and have not fully rested yet. It may be dangerous to attack at this time, but it is more important to leave Sichuan."
"Then these spiritual troops came from Jingyang. Didn't they also march all night, without stopping, and were exhausted?" Peng Shuang said: "We are all the same. This will be more beneficial to us."
"This..." The captain didn't know what to say.
Peng Shuang's character is straightforward. Even if he has no strategy, he has been fighting for many years and has extremely rich battlefield experience.
After thinking about this, he no longer hesitated and immediately waved his hand: "Give me the military order, switch to meet the enemy!"
He just did what he said. The captain had no choice but to hold his fist and say: "No!"
After a while, the city gate opened.
Peng Shuang rode in the lead, holding a sword as tall as a man, followed by thousands of Qin soldiers, chasing down the direction of the Ling army's retreat.
At this time, Fang Zan was already some distance away from the city. He was unwilling to attack the city, but he did not dare to attack the city. He could only return angrily, riding his horse and walking leisurely with the army, silent all the way.
But soon, there was movement behind him, and a soldier of the Ling Army rushed to the front in a panic: "It's not good, general! The Qin army is coming!"
"What?" Fang Zan frowned suddenly, and the young general beside him was also a little panicked.
The movement became louder and louder, and the Ling Army at the rear could already see the Qin Army.
Knowing that the situation was urgent, Fang Zan did not dare to delay. He pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, stared and shouted: "Quick! The whole army is on alert! Prepare to meet the enemy!"
"Prepare to meet the enemy——"
The ordering soldiers also began to convey military orders loudly.
Because running at this time is tantamount to defeat and will only collapse in an instant.
The Spirit Army had no choice but to turn around and prepare for the attack.
Both sides were infantry, and only the generals were riding horses. After the distance was reached, the Qin army had no nonsense. The front row directly smashed their heavy shields to the ground, and the crossbowmen behind them all bent their bows and arrows, aiming at the Lingjun formation. A volley was launched.
A small rain of arrows formed a small net. The black dots were not densely packed, but they still poured down from the air and crashed into the spirit army.
Miserable howls broke out, and many people were shot by random arrows, while some were waving weapons to block randomly.
Ding-ding sounds sounded from time to time, mixed with the sound of the arrow entering flesh.
As the horse neighed, Fang Zan held the reins with his left hand, drew out his sword with his right hand, and pointed forward suddenly:
"move forward!"
"Crossbowman! Prepare to fight back!"
The Ling Army began to leave some corpses behind, as if they were preparing for a camp step by step, because the Qin Army's arrow shooting distance was the longest in the world, and they needed to get closer.
But they pushed forward, and Peng Shuang, after the arrow was shot, pointed his sword: "Brothers! Charge with me!"
"Kill--"
The shouts of killing suddenly started, and the soldiers of the Qin Army began to pick up their halberds, step away, and launched an all-out charge.
The distance between the two sides is quickly closing.
Under such circumstances, Fang Zan became a little panicked: "Fire the arrow! Quickly fire the arrow -"
When random arrows hit, there was no large-scale arrow rain from both sides. They were equally sparse and could not cause absolute casualties.
After this round of arrows fired by the Ling Army, the enemy and our soldiers had collided head-on, and there was a hand-to-hand exchange.
The halberds stabbed down together, blood splattered, Peng Shuang took the lead, and had already rushed into the enemy army, slashing and slashing with the long knife in his hand, opening and closing as if entering an uninhabited land.
There were many spiritual troops around him, but none of these ordinary soldiers could block his blow. When the cold light passed by, they would often scream and send several people flying backwards, knocking down the ones behind them.
In a head-to-head confrontation, having the general at the front plays a huge role!
