After receiving the order, all the spirits shouted loudly, rushed forward, and drew their swords.
Tang Yue didn't have any intention to avoid him. His handsome face was glaring under his silver helmet. He held the gun in both hands and slashed with one blow. With a burst of gold and iron and several screams, all the enemy generals retreated with one blow. .
At the same time, countless soldiers of the Spirit Army surrounded them, and a chaotic battle broke out.
In the field, the sound of weapons clashing came one after another. Tang Yue's figure twisted from time to time, and the silver spear flashed with cold light, as if it was alive in his hands. All the troops fought together, but they could not get closer at all. Instead, every moment , all the soldiers were hit by the silver spear. Under the powerful force, they howled and flew backwards, knocking down a large area behind them.
Such a brave general could not be resisted by ordinary soldiers. Murong Yan, who was still in command, couldn't help but grin secretly when he saw this situation. Before he could calm down, a long halberd was spinning in the air and hung in the air. The strong wind roared.
This was a long halberd that was knocked away by Tang Yue. It was extremely fast and with a bang, it was nailed to the commander's platform. It was just two steps in front of Murong Yan and almost killed him.
This sudden change made the latter scream subconsciously, staggering back and almost falling. Fortunately, the lieutenant reacted in time and quickly supported him.
"Quick! Protect the commander and retreat!" He shouted in panic. He was already afraid of life and death, so he suggested withdrawing his troops, especially now.
The frightened Murong Yan held on to his crooked helmet. At this time, he no longer dared to hesitate. He followed the deputy general and fled from the command post in a hurry, shouting loudly: "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
Upon receiving his order, the generals quickly retreated with their swords in hand. Countless soldiers of the Spirit Army also began to quickly surround them in order to cover the commander.
Seeing that he was about to run away amid the crowds of people, Tang Yue couldn't help but shout angrily: "Don't leave, old thief!"
But there was no way Murong Yan could stop. Now the enemy generals were killing him right in front of him. He ran faster than anyone else. Under the escort of a group of generals, he quickly disappeared into the crowd.
Seeing the enemy commander fleeing, Tang Yue became more anxious, but more and more soldiers surrounded him. He didn't know how many people he would kill even if he wanted to take a step forward. This situation also made his handsome face turn red, and he was so worried. In a hurry, he unleashed his strongest combat power. Under the howling wind, the spears were like thunder and lightning.
"Get out of my way!"
In just an instant, more than a dozen halberds were swept away by brute force, and a circle of spiritual soldiers flew backwards with blood splattered, mixed with miserable howls one after another.
At the same time, a group of Qin cavalry also came over and quickly joined Tang Yue. The latter flicked the tip of his spear to draw blood, and shouted angrily on his horse again: "Follow me to hunt down old thief Murong!"
You know, he had fought here alone before, surrounded by thousands of troops, unstoppable, how brave he was.
As Murong Yan fled his position, a big commotion broke out on the entire battlefield again. First, the Ling Army here began to fight and run, and then the right side did not receive timely support and was quickly overwhelmed by the cavalry.
Not long after, Murong Yan, who had fled to a safe area, began to give orders, and a high-pitched horn sounded from behind.
That was the signal for the spiritual army to retreat.
On the frontal battlefield, the infantry of the Spirit Army, which had been retreating steadily, received this signal and did not hesitate. Looking horizontally, the entire front was retreating rapidly like a tide.
What's even worse is that they just throw away their weapons, turn around and run away.
As a result, the situation can be imagined. Chaos ensued on the frontal battlefield. Some people ran, some fought and retreated, crowded forward and backward, and an unknown number of people were trampled to death.
This is the result of a sudden withdrawal of troops in a decisive frontal battle.
The commander-in-chief of the Qin army.
Xiao Yuan stood on the edge of the tall chariot, looking at the overall situation. Seeing the defeat of the spiritual army, he was unwilling to miss this opportunity. He pointed his sword forward and shouted loudly: "The whole army is pursuing!!!"
As he gave the order, all the command flags pointed forward at the same time:
"The king has an order! The whole army is pursuing us!"
"The king has an order! The whole army is pursuing—"
"Kill--"
At that moment, all the generals pointed their swords forward and rushed out on horseback. Behind them were countless black armor and red tassels.
The entire battlefield seemed to be filled with Qin troops holding long halberds and rushing forward, and black cavalry, mixed with dust, rushing to pursue the enemy, covering the entire land.
In this situation, Wang Su, who was beside Xiao Yuan, couldn't help but say: "A decisive battle of this scale, with our Great Qin's cavalry galloping across the battlefield, is really shocking."
"Murong Yan must not escape in this battle! This is the main force of the spirit army. Once it is wiped out, the overall situation will be determined!" Xiao Yuan said seriously.
"With the king personally in charge, Dong Ling can be invincible!" Wang Su was also very excited.
Xiao Yuan ordered the whole army to pursue it, because it could be pursued to the end. Not only was this a vast plain, but it was also some distance away from Caizhou. The two strongholds on the left and right of the Ling Army, Baiting and Liupan Mountain, were also suppressed and there was no threat. The only The most likely possibility is that the troops left behind by King Ling in Caizhou City went to meet Murong Yan.
However, it was difficult to find a fighter plane and there were many cavalry on our side. It was impossible to just let Murong Yan run away with the remaining troops.
At this moment, the situation on the entire battlefield was very clear. With no victory in the decisive battle, Murong Yan withdrew his troops in a hurry. This withdrawal was truly a crushing defeat. I don’t know how many soldiers who had no time to escape were overtaken by the Qin army. Blood spattered under the halberd, and an unknown number of people were scattered and transformed into birds and beasts.
Taking into account the entire front, the Qin army was holding on tightly, while the Ling army was just trying to escape. Their weapons and flags were thrown all over the ground.
Twenty miles later, the tail of the Ling army was hunted down too much. Murong Yan had no choice but to leave an army behind. However, not long after, they were rushed to pieces by the chasing cavalry.
A war is all about morale, but the current Ling Army has no morale at all. As long as it encounters the Qin Army that is catching up, there is almost no room for resistance.
The chase lasted until it was almost dusk, and Murong Yan finally managed to catch his breath. However, a little inspection revealed that the total army of 400,000 people, after the decisive battle, was already less than 150,000.
Among them, more than half died in the battle on the Caizhou Plain, some were hunted down and killed, and the others were probably scattered.
After understanding the general situation, Murong Yan was in a state of embarrassment and couldn't help but said sadly: "How can I explain to His Majesty that the army is defeated like this!"
The lieutenant general moved his lips and bravely said: "General, victory or defeat is a common thing for military officers. I believe your majesty will understand. However, we cannot stay here too long now. We should retreat to Caizhou quickly."
The current spirit army was defeated and was being chased. It can be said that all of them had lopsided helmets and were dejected. In fact, they could no longer run, but the pursuers behind them were about to arrive. After Murong Yan screamed sadly, he could only say: "Retreat, retreat quickly!"
