Looking at Zheng Yi under his gun, Gu Hongze was silent for a moment. Although each of them was their own masters and the relationship between the two sides was not good, they were all from the clan mansion. After killing Zheng Yi with his own hands, Gu Hongze was also slightly more complicated.

But at this time, he was on the battlefield and didn't have much time to touch him, so he whispered: "Brother Zheng, go."

After saying that, he pulled out the spear that pierced Zheng Yi, and blood immediately gushed out along Zheng Yi's chest. With such a serious injury, in just a moment, Zheng Yi completely lost his vitality and fell off the horse.

"Brother Zheng!"

Seeing Zheng Yi fall down, the two people who were helping Zheng Yi plunder in the rear immediately rushed up.

Gu Hongze looked at the familiar two people, but did not stop them, allowing them to take Zheng Yi's body back.

"Zheng Yi!"

Mo Yuanji, who was watching the battle in the Central Army, felt a sudden pain when he saw Zheng Yi fall down. Zheng Yi, who had come out of the clan's mansion to guard him since he was a child. Over the years, the relationship between the two has long been as close as brothers, and even his intrigue brothers have to kiss him.

"Kill! The whole army attacks!"

Zheng Yi's death directly made Mo Yuanji lose his mind. He ignored all the fighting generals and morale, and directly let the army gather and kill towards the Yuzhi army.

Jia Yu watched this scene silently. If it were the past, he might have risked angering Mo Yuanji to dissuade him, but now he doesn't want to care about anything.

Anyway, these large armies were originally used as bait, so what's wrong with killing more, let alone the border troops or the Yuzhi army, they are all the troops of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No matter who wins, there is nothing to celebrate for him. Even in Jia Yu's heart, I wish they could die all.

"Is it urgent?"

Wei Huang looked at the army that was completely disorganized and directly suppressed by the entire army, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Mo Yuanji was not a handsome man after all, and it was difficult to control such a large army. Now he has almost lost his mind and it is unrealistic to have too many hopes for him.

"Sure enough, there is a gap between people."

Wei Huang compared Mo Yuanji and Mo Congyi in his heart. But as soon as this thought arose, he shook his head, "Forget it, then Mo Yuanji is really an insult to the Emperor."

"The central army will press forward, block their offensive and wait for an opportunity to counterattack!"

"Let the archers on both wings shoot me hard, and I will defeat his wings."

The border troops on the opposite side were not affiliated with the same general, so there was a big problem with their cooperation. If Kou Yi was here, with his military means and prestige, such problems would not occur. However, the commander at this time was Mo Yuanji, so these flaws were not made up, but instead became more and more serious with the orders that Mo Yuanji's entire army was suppressed.

Wei Huang is focusing on these flaws. As long as he starts from these weaknesses, it will be difficult for the border troops to support each other and cut their formation into several sections. In this way, even if the border troops are isolated and helpless, no matter how many of their people, they will not be able to exert any advantage.

"Dong...dong...dong..."

With the sound of the march drum, the two sides quickly fought together. Only 40,000 troops participated in the battle, while the border troops pressed nearly 60,000 troops. The decisive battle was launched in just a moment.

Then there was a big gap in the strength of the army and the command ability of the generals. The two sides fought for less than half a quarter of an hour, and the border army was completely at a disadvantage. In addition to the elite of the central army, they could still resist it, the military formations on both wings even had some tendency to be defeated.

"This is not very right."

Looking at the situation on the battlefield, Jia Yu, who was standing aside and watching the show, looked unrelated to himself, instantly changed his face. Although he didn't care about these border soldiers, he still hoped that these border soldiers could counterattack the capital in the future and take revenge on Mo Zizai.

Now that the loss is so fast, if this continues, there is no need to pretend to be defeated. The entire army has to explain here, "How can the Yuzhi Army be so powerful?"

Jia Yu clenched his fists with some reluctance. Now he finally knew how the Southern Alliance was defeated. Such an unreasonable crush was no wonder that his adoptive father could not hold on for too long. Such a battle was simply unfair.

Seeing that the large group of troops led by Qi Xiu were already detouring to their rear, Jia Yu did not dare to delay and immediately spoke: "Prince, withdraw the troops immediately and continue to fight, this army may be in danger of overturning."

"What?"

Mo Yuanji's ability to control the battlefield was far inferior to Jia Yu, so he did not see the crisis on the battlefield. When he heard Jia Yu's words, he couldn't help but be stunned and asked back: "How could it be that our army has not lost much yet."

"The winner is not decided, why did it overturn?"

"Prince, the defeat is decided. Our army was cut into pieces and could not organize an effective counterattack at all. Now it is just a small-scale defeat. When the battlefield is completely cut open, what awaits our army is a large-scale defeat."

"This battle can no longer be fought."

In fact, in this case, if the soldiers on both sides have the same strength, they only need to re-schedule, reunite the soldiers and form a battle formation, and rely on the advantage of the number of people to surround these cut-off enemy troops. In this way, they can naturally turn defeat into victory.

But now, Mo Yuanji has neither the strength to reorganize these soldiers, and the strength of the soldiers on both sides is not equal, so what the border army can do now is to retreat one way. If it is too late, it may be difficult to retreat.

Looking at the somewhat disbelief expression on Mo Yuanji's face, Jia Yu, who was anxious, immediately urged again: "Prince, Wei Huang has sent someone to cut off our retreat. If we wait any longer, we may not be able to leave even if we want to."

"Why...so?"

Mo Yuanji was really unacceptable. He originally wanted to win first and then lose, but he didn't say that the generals lost. Why did the army start to be defeated as soon as they fought? Didn't it mean that the border army is the best elite in the world? Why would there be more people and fewer people and lose so quickly?

Seeing that the small-scale defeats were increasing, Mo Yuanji, who was beaten and suspected of his life, had no time to think too much, he was cruel and ordered: "The entire army retreats, and the central army stays behind the emperor!"

"As long as we can introduce them to Wohuling, we still have a chance to win."

When he said this, Mo Yuanji's teeth were almost bleeding. The central army was the most elite army of the border army. Originally, his plan was to fight one first, and after winning, he would secretly transfer the central army back and then change the border army on both wings.

In this way, even if he is defeated, the defeat will be more natural. When retreating, the central army retreats first, and the border troops on both wings stay behind the palace. In this way, he can save himself to the greatest extent.

But now, the defeat came too quickly, and he had no time to withdraw the central army. If he forced the central army to retreat at this time, the border troops on both wings would have to evolve into a major defeat, and the losses would not be only the border troops.

Therefore, even though he knew that the central army would definitely suffer heavy losses, he could only endure such an order.

At this time, the border army's defeat was not very serious, and the basic formation could be barely maintained. Therefore, after receiving the order, the border army on both wings immediately changed its formation and retreated. It was just that because the Yuzhi army bit too hard, it was difficult for them to withdraw directly from the battlefield in a hurry, so they could only evacuate backward little by little.

At this time, behind the battlefield, the 10,000 troops led by Qi Xiu had already penetrated the defense line of the border army from the flanks, and then the formation turned its back to Wohuling, blocking these border troops tightly outside Wohuling.

Originally, neither Mo Yuanji nor Jia Yu took this ten thousand people to heart. After all, their staffing was still sound and the losses were not very big. If they were determined to retreat, only ten thousand people would not be able to stop them.

However, after Mo Yuanji sent his 10,000 troops to stay, things suddenly happened in the direction he was most reluctant to do. The two armies fought for half a quarter of an hour, and there was no sign of the defense line being broken. Instead, the 10,000 people he sent out were getting fewer and fewer.

"Prince, don't worry about the formation, keep sending people."

Qi Xiu's defense line was too wide to break his defense line, and the army could not go back to Wohuling at all. Therefore, Jia Yuming knew that these soldiers of the Yuzhi Army were very strong, so he could only bite the bullet and let Mo Yuanji send people up.

"Let Wu Wan's people press on."

Mo Yuanji also knew that the situation was urgent, and the losses of the central army behind him were getting bigger and bigger. If he could not break through this line of defense, when the central army was defeated, the entire border army would be defeated by the killing Yuzhi army.

As Wu Wan's army was pressing forward, the soldiers under Qi Xiu faced more enemies, but their line of defense seemed to be made of steel. No matter how many people the Mo Yuanji sect had, they still remained motionless.

"This won't work."

Seeing that the defense line could not be broken, Mo Yuanji was a little anxious. The central army behind was no match for the Yuzhi army at all. They were dragging the Yuzhi army with their lives and could collapse at any time. If they could not withdraw back to Wohuling, they would probably never have a chance.

"Prince, please transfer the ambush. The court is in great power. Let's not worry about ambushing for now. The most important thing is to conflict this line of defense. Others will make plans after withdrawing from Dingzhou City."

This was not what Jia Yu said, but a confidant whom Mo Yuanji trusted the most. Looking at the anxious expression on his face, and looking at the central army who were constantly being killed behind, Mo Yuanji suddenly felt a little dazed in his heart. He felt the crowded voices around him, and he suddenly felt that the situation was hopeless.

With the strength of this Imperial Army, if he withdrew from Dingzhou City, he might not have the chance to leave the northern border forever.

Just looking at the solid defense line ahead, Mo Yuanji finally sighed helplessly, "Forget it, forgot."

Mo Yuanji seemed to have grown a lot a little older all of a sudden. He waved his hand and said, "Send a signal and let the ambush go down the mountain."

"Here!"

Hearing Mo Yuanji's order, the confidant immediately responded and quickly passed the order down. As the signal was issued, the more than 10,000 border troops left on the mountain immediately received the news and rushed out of the mountain.

But the distance between their ambush was too far. Just as they were rushing halfway, the central army, who had been struggling to support the Yuzhi Army for a long time, finally couldn't hold on.

The army was defeated like a mountain, and the defeated soldiers directly dispersed the military formation on Mo Yuanji's side. As the Yuzhi army came over, more soldiers fled, and the whole situation suddenly became out of control.

"Prince, retreat!"

Seeing this situation, Mo Yuanji's confidant couldn't wait to ambush the troops, so he knelt down in front of Mo Yuanji and said, "Stay behind the post and stop going to Wohuling again. You can go from the path first."

"Go? Where to go?"

Mo Yuanji showed a wooden smile on his face. Why did Tang Weiyi lead the army in person? He knew better than anyone else. Isn’t it just to kill him and not let his nephew take the charge of killing his uncle?

So now that the army is defeated, everyone can leave, but they can't leave by themselves. In order to achieve Tang Weiyi's goal, the Yuzhi army will not give up chasing themselves even if they chase after them to the horizon.

"Forget it, just do it."

At this moment, Mo Yuanji felt relaxed. He waved his hand and said, "Take Jia Yu down and give it to my niece-in-law, just treat it as your gift for your meeting."

"This person is only determined to take revenge now, and he is extremely strategic, and the threat to the Great Zhou is too great. If you sacrifice him, you can at least save your life."

"Don't be busy refusing. Even if you don't think about yourself, you will think about your family. They are all from my royal family, so she is still orthodox, and it's not embarrassing to be surrendered."

After saying that, Mo Yuanji didn't care what they would choose, waved his hand and pulled out the sword. Looking at the long sword in his hand, Mo Yuanji sighed quietly, "I can't beat me, nor can I beat my son. I will be considered as a fall in love with my father and son in my life."

"When I go underground, I must talk to my emperor brother and say, "They are all brothers, why can I get all the benefits from his family?"

"I don't agree, I don't agree!"

After saying that, Mo Yuanji did not hesitate at all, drew his sword and wiped his neck, and then his body fell to the ground with a bang.

"Prince!"

Looking at the falling body of Mo Yuanji, the remaining people were in a panic. However, because of what Mo Yuanji said before, not many people chose to be buried with him except those guards and several of his confidants.

The confidant general of Mo Yuanji looked at Mo Yuanji's body, and a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes. He just thought about his wife and children at home. He was silent for a while, and finally put down the blade in his hand powerlessly, "Catch him up, we... descend."

Hearing the general's words, several soldiers who had prepared had pressed Jia Yu directly to the ground.

Although Jia Yu had some cultivation, how could he stop these soldiers who were like wolves and tigers? He fell to the ground and looked at Mo Yuanji's corpse and felt secretly hatred.

He never thought that Mo Yuanji would sell himself backhanded before he died.
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