When the Yi soldiers who were attacking the city saw that their own formation was missing, they were shocked and hesitated. However, they did not expect that the defenders in the city would suddenly come out, and they were caught off guard.
At this time, E Huan did not need to order the troops to retreat. These barbarian soldiers consciously retreated to their own formation.
How could Zhang Yi miss such a good opportunity? He immediately led his sergeants to drive the defeated troops to attack E Huan's formation. Under attack from two sides, the formation of the Yi soldiers was quickly disrupted. E Huan was a little panicked, so he had to gather his troops and retreat.
But how could Zhang Yi and Xu Hui let them escape? He immediately led his soldiers to entangle the Yi soldiers. The Yi soldiers were unable to retreat and had to fight back. However, the opportunity was lost and they could only barely parry.
Zhang Ni was surrounded in the city and beaten for a long time. He had been holding back his anger for a long time. Now he let it out and sent a spear flying up and down. He was riding on a horse, stabbing left and right with unstoppable bravery. Along the way, there were no enemies to fight against, and they fell to the ground one after another.
When the surrounding officers and soldiers saw this, their morale was even higher. Everyone shouted to kill, and the Yi soldiers were killed until they fell on their backs.
Fortunately, when the barbarian soldiers on both sides saw that something had happened, they immediately gave the order and returned to the north of the city. At this time, they saw that their brothers had been beaten and retreated, and they quickly stepped forward to help.
E Huan received nearly a thousand reinforcements, and then he felt a little better. He quickly gathered his troops and reorganized his formation.
When Zhang Yi and Xu Hui saw that the Yi soldiers had arrived, they did not dare to let them rearrange their formation and continued to fight forward with gritted teeth.
However, the Yi soldiers now had almost twice as many troops as their own. They did not dare to go as deep as before. They just led the troops to rush back and forth on the outside, which would not allow E Huan to easily gather the formation.
There is a hill with sparse vegetation two miles south of the city. Yang Qing is standing on this hill with his sword at the moment. He is surrounded by nearly a hundred soldiers, most of them are guards led by Zhou Xing, and a small number of them are under Wu Que. spies.
Now that all the troops had gone out to kill the enemy, in order to protect Yang Qing's safety, Yang Xi gathered those who had not gone to fight here to prevent any accidents from happening.
"Master Fu, it seems that the Fengying tribe's defeat has been decided." Yang Xi pointed at the battlefield down the mountain and said to Yang Qing.
Currently, among the enemies in the south of the city, except for the hundreds of barbarian soldiers on the west side who are still resisting stubbornly, the rest of the barbarian soldiers have dispersed and are running for their lives in all directions.
However, the number of officers and soldiers was so large and well-organized that the barbarian soldiers had no chance to break through. They could only scurry around within the territory of several miles around outside the southern city.
Seeing that the victory was determined, the officers and soldiers responded more calmly. The formations that were usually difficult to practice were extremely easy to deploy at this moment, and they felt as if they were running smoothly.
They divided into several small formations and easily divided and surrounded the remaining barbarian soldiers. In this way, it was only a matter of time before the enemy troops were annihilated.
Although Gulichi's Qiang soldiers were not good at formation fighting, under such a favorable battle situation, they only had to follow the Han army.
These Qiang soldiers were not afraid of death, but now that they were winning a great victory, they were most capable of killing. They used swords, spears, and all kinds of weapons mercilessly, harvesting the heads of the Soyi people.
"Well, the enemies in the south of the city are no longer a worry." Yang Qing smiled and said seriously: "Tell Lei Xiong to stop ink and quickly deal with the hundreds of barbarian soldiers."
The Han army in the north of the city felt relieved to have Zhang Ni in charge of Yang Qing, but after all, our own troops were smaller than the rebels. In order to avoid accidents, it was better to end the war in the south of the city quickly and go to reinforce.
"Yes." After saying that, Yang Xi turned around to arrange the order.
Those hundreds of stubborn Yi soldiers were Feng Ying's confidants. Although they were demoralized when they were first attacked by the Han army, they were the most powerful elites after all, and they quickly came to their senses and gathered together.
Moreover, this group of people had always believed in and respected Feng Ying, and under the general's repeated command, they were able to maintain their formation and evacuate to the west.
Originally, these elite barbarian soldiers had a chance to protect Feng Ying from evacuating, but Lei Xiong had been paying attention to the movements of the enemy general. Seeing that he wanted to escape, he couldn't let him go and had already entangled him.
"Sima, the Lord has an order for us to quickly deal with the enemy in front of us." A messenger with two flags on his back and covered in blood came close to behind Lei Xiong and shouted.
After hearing this, Lei Xiong looked back and saw the command flag behind the sergeant. He then turned his attention to the sergeant's face. Although his face was stained with blood, he still recognized that he was his own commanding soldier.
Then he shouted: "I know." Just as he was about to turn around and continue killing the enemy, he saw the messenger shouting urgently: "Sima, be careful."
As he spoke, he stepped forward in three steps and knocked Lei Xiong aside, and raised his knife in front of him.
It turned out that a Yi soldier didn't know how to get over the obstruction of the two Han soldiers in front. He jumped over with a knife in both hands, preparing to kill Lei Xiong with a knife before he could turn around. Fortunately, the messenger had quick eyesight and quick hands, and knocked Lei Xiong away, allowing him to escape the disaster.
However, the coming person was so powerful and heavy that the ordering soldier just hurriedly raised his sword to block it. He was unable to resist it and was cut off by the barbarian soldier. Fortunately, he was not injured, but was thrown to the ground.
When the barbarian soldier saw that he had not succeeded, he was very angry and prepared to go up and kill the troublemaker on the ground. Unexpectedly, he took a step and felt a pain in his back, and then another pain in his abdomen. He lowered his head and looked, It turned out that a two-inch long blade was exposed on the abdomen.
The corners of the Yi soldiers' mouths continued to bleed, and they slowly turned around to look, only to see that the two Han soldiers behind them slashed at their backs and penetrated their stomachs.
He remembered that these two men were the Han soldiers whom he had skillfully dodged with his steps. He glared at them unwillingly, could no longer support his body, and collapsed on the ground.
Although there were many changes, they happened in a few breaths. Lei Xiong got up from the ground, glanced at the corpse of the barbarian soldier with lingering fear, then shouted loudly and rushed to the front again.
"Commanders, follow me and kill." Lei Xiong pointed his knife forward and shouted with red eyes.
"Kill, kill, kill." Hundreds of officers and soldiers around heard the sound and responded.
In an instant, the momentum of the officers and soldiers soared to the extreme. Under the leadership of Lei Xiong, they rushed towards the barbarian soldiers in front of them like tigers emerging from their cages.
In order to save energy and avoid too many casualties, Lei Xiong just led his troops to entangle these hundreds of barbarian soldiers without using all his strength. He wanted to wait for other officers and soldiers to come and destroy the enemy in one fell swoop.
But now that he had Yang Qing's general order, he did not dare to delay, and immediately led his troops to kill the Yi soldiers without avoiding life or death.
As soon as the officers and soldiers launched an attack, the pressure on the Yi soldiers doubled. They all knew that it would be difficult to escape today and had no intention of fighting. They just felt grateful for the ordinary kindness of their commander Feng Ying and tried their best to resist.
Moreover, the officers and soldiers were all wearing iron armor and holding swords. They had sharp attacks and comprehensive defenses. The barbarian soldiers were unable to withstand them after a few moves, and they suffered heavy casualties in an instant.
Although these barbarian soldiers can be considered elites of Feng Ying, only his bodyguards are wearing iron armor. The number of only twenty or thirty people can't help much in this battle, not to mention the three hundred and seventy officers and soldiers. The two swords of the second refinement are all out, which can be said to be invincible and difficult to compete with.
Feng Ying, who was protected by the barbarian soldiers, was all hair and beard at this moment. Although he was still waving his sword continuously on horseback to direct the battle, he already knew in his heart that he was probably going to die here today.
At this moment, he understood that the king's carefully planned strategy had long been seen through by the Han people. Although he did not know which link had gone wrong, but now that he had fallen into the trap of the Han people, not only himself and E Huan's men, but also the king's main force would be in danger. .
Thinking that Yang Qing'er is so vicious, since he has taken the advantage, he must have set up a big conspiracy to involve his entire army. This time the king sends troops, he will suffer heavy losses.
By this point in the battle, Feng Ying was dripping with sweat, but he couldn't feel the heat at all. He only felt that his whole body was as cold as falling into a cellar.
Because he knew that the future of old people like himself would take a turn for the worse after this battle. If he was lucky, he could still save his species' survival, but if he was unlucky, it might be a disaster.
Alas, I can't protect myself anymore, why do I want to go so far? Feng Ying shook his head to drive away these sorrows. Now he just wanted to kill one more Han soldier if he could, because the Han soldiers had already rushed in front of him.
"Young men, follow me and kill." Feng Ying shouted, raised his long knife, struck the horse and rushed forward.
