Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter forty-fifth historical name (5)

Chapter 45: Leave a name in history (5)

A team of 100 people roamed the horses after four rows of sword and shield hands, and shot the Yan army who broke into the formation with cold arrows at any time. "Three!" Wu Wan murmured secretly that three Yan army had been killed today.

The goal of the Divine Arrow Team is not to do whatever you want. First, it is the general, then the flag bearer, then the lower-level officer, and finally a particularly brave soldier. In this order, it must be done correctly.

Wu Wan's eyes were staring at the big flag dancing in the center of the battle formation. The big word "Zhang" on it was scarlet red as blood. Wherever the flag floated, the cavalry of the Yan army rushed toward each other, causing a bloody storm.

Wu Wan has always wanted to find an opportunity to kill the banner officer of this big banner, but Yan soldiers were crowded with horses and could not find a chance to start.

Suddenly, a cold arrow flew out from the slanting order and shot through a cavalry's neck. When the cavalry turned over and fell off the horse, the flag-holding official appeared in Wu Wan's vision with his nervous face holding the banner.

Without hesitation, he bent his bow and arrow and "swoosh" straight into the door. But the flag-holder's life was not worthy of death. The mount under his crotch staggered, and the arrow passed by his helmet.

Wu Wan cursed inwardly, then pulled out another wolf-toothed arrow from the quiver and prepared to do it again. But a larger target appeared in Wu Wan's eyes, and a tower-like general waved his long spear in his hand and rushed towards the direction of the platform.

The soldiers who rushed up to block were either dead or injured, and a powerful general with thousands of inappropriate men was a powerful general.

This Yan General led more than a hundred cavalry to find the weak links of the battle formation, once, twice, and three times. Seeing that a hundred households were smashed by Yan General, Ning Yuanwei's formation seemed to loosen.

Wu Wan ignored it and raised his hand to aim at Yan General. Wu Wan guessed that the other party was covered in heavy armor, only his face was below his forehead and his mouth was empty, but the person was facing him in the side, and his face could not face him directly. Yes.

Only in this way, Wu Wan set a strategy and raised his hand and shot it with an arrow.

The Liaodong army was endless. Although Zhang Yu looked for the weak links in the opponent's array many times, he got closer and was pushed back by the crowd. Zhu Zhi's handsome flag seemed to never reach.

The three hundred elite riders around Zhang Yu were fighting less and less, with only more than one hundred people left. He knew that taking off Zhu Zhi's head was an unsuccessful mission.

At this moment, Zhang Yu had only one idea, to use his own way to charge to disrupt the central position of the Liaodong Army and provide opportunities for subsequent attacks.

This is a battle that is difficult to win. The Liaodong Army, who has been hiding its strength and the stubbornness of the King of Yan, have forced the Yan army to a dead end. Zhang Yu is a general, and he can only be loyal to King of Yan Zhu Di. What if he loses his life for him?

But at this moment, Zhang Yu fought bravely in the chaos and fought for a victory with little hope.

Zhang Yu suddenly felt how terrible Zhu Zhi was. He had developed such a strong army in the past seven years in Liaodong. This army is different from the Yan army.

Unlike the Southern Army of the imperial court, their individual combat was not as strong as the Yan army, but whether it was organization, discipline, equipment or morale, it scared people like Zhang Yu, who were born in an old army.

Zhang Yu had killed at least six hundred households. He placed them anywhere else in this empire, and the array in front of him had long collapsed.

However, the Liaodong Army was like a complete machine. When the hundred households fell, his soldiers would surround the general flag and even the small flag to continue fighting.

People can be not afraid of death or fight with anyone. But they can definitely not beat a machine.

Zhang Yu seemed to understand why Zhu Zhi was reluctant to do so in Liaodong over the years. He had been secretly sharpening his sword and tempering such a strong army in the world.

Always like a lying dragon, lying beside Zhu Di, staring at him. As long as Zhu Di raised the anti-flag, the lying dragon would reveal its sharp claws. He wanted to swallow Zhu Di. Will Zhu Zhi, who only owns this elite soldier, be willing to be bound by the court with his hands?

Zhang Yugang was ranked seventh in Ningyuanwei Baihu. Suddenly, he realized that the King of Yan and they were just stepping stones for Zhu Zhi. Only when the King of Yan was in trouble could this lieutenant dragon soar into the nine heavens.

Zhang Yu laughed loudly, in history, he was just a stone.

At the same time, an arrow shot on the iron helmet in a diagonal manner, "Cang..." The dragon roared continuously, which made Zhang Yu's eardrum feel like he was about to penetrate. He subconsciously looked to the right and two arrows came one after another.

Zhang Yu was caught in an arrow on his face, and his body fell from his horse to the sky and into the rolling smoke and dust. Zhang Yu, who could not be beaten to death, finally died.

Zhu Zhi saw all this, but there was no expression on his face. This was Zhang Yu's destination, but his man turned from Sheng Yong to himself. Zhu Zhi said slowly: "Those who kill Zhang Yu will be awarded the third-class Qilin medal and will be promoted to hundreds of households."

After saying that, Zhu Zhi returned to the throne and sat down, picked up the cup on the table. The tea was cold, but he still drank it all, and it was time to end.

The flags on the stage flew over, and the Lalu Guard led by Zhang Lun put on the battlefield. The main general was gone and the left guard of Yanshan collapsed.

Zhang Yu's personal soldiers fought to the death to steal Zhang Yu's body and fled in panic; Zhu Gaoxu could not suppress the collapse, and turned over and retreated towards Zunhua under the protection of the Yan King Guard.

The 30,000 guards and the Lalu guards surrounded the left and right sides, surrounding most of the Yanshan Left Guards, who had no time to retreat, in the middle of the battlefield. The once arrogant world's most powerful army, was wiped out under Zunhua City.

On the left side of the Liaodong Army General, a purple military flag appeared on the hillside, with four big characters "Shenyang Zhongwei" written on it. The drums were still beating at the top of Zunhua City. Although there were still some scattered soldiers resisting on the battlefield, in fact, the morale of the Yan army had collapsed.

The remnants of Taining Guards and Yanshan Forewarts squeezed at the east gate and rushed in; the soldiers of Duoyan Guards and Yanqing Guards rushed into the camp in front of the east gate. The guards and horses rushed to escape, and the battlefield was in chaos.

The Liaodong cavalry chased the fleeing Yan army all over the mountains.

Zhu Di sat on the top of the city and was unable to move. It was not until Zhu Gaoxu rushed to the city to report Zhang Yu's death that Zhu Di closed his eyes dejectedly. The generals knelt on the ground and shouted, "Your Highness, Your Highness" and shouted, "Close the city gate!" It took Zhu Di's long time to squeeze out these words.

The swordsman cut down more than a dozen defeated soldiers who were crowded at the door, and the east gate of Zunhua rumbled and closed. The soldiers who had lost their will to fight cursed the city in Chinese and Mongolian language, fled around the city walls.

"Stop the troops!" Two words popped out of Zhu Zhi's mouth.

The generals around him did not believe in their ears. As long as they continued to pursue, Yan Ni would be wiped out under Zunhua City. If Zunhua encircled, the King of Yan would become a turtle in the jar, and the great achievements of pacifying the earth and heaven were at their fingertips.

But at this moment, Zhu Zhi ordered the withdrawal of the troops! No one could believe that this was an order from him.

Tie Xuan, Qu Neng, Wang Ju, the old and young men looked at each other. Tie Xuan gritted his teeth and advised: "Your Highness, this is a great time to completely wipe out Yan Ni..."

Zhu Zhi finally came back from the battlefield and waved his hand and said, "That's right, but our army suffered heavy losses all day long and had no strength to continue chasing. Pass my order and stop the troops!" Zhu Zhi said very seriously word by word.

The three had to stroke their right hand and accept the order.

Katun rushed to a place less than a hundred steps away from the camp, and his body was covered with blood, of course, it was the blood of others. He howled and led the Jurchen cavalry to charge towards the Yanqing Guard's camp.

At this moment, there were only waves of horns coming from behind, "Get back!" Katun suddenly grabbed the war horse, unable to believe his ears.

The blind command is just when you take advantage of the victory to pursue the land. Who will blew the tweet of retreating? It was just that the Liaodong army ordered it like a mountain. Katun stubbornly glanced at the Zunhua city wall and waved his sword: "Retreat! Damn, it's a bargain for them."

"Just as Katun turned his horse's head, a cold arrow snatched the ground and inserted it on his shoulder.

Katun was heavily armored. Although he was shot in an arrow, his wound was not deep. He roared and pulled out the feather arrow. Just as he was about to turn around, two personal soldiers desperately pulled the reins of Katun's horse and surrounded him and retreated towards the formation.

"Retreat, the Liaodong Army retreated!" A surprised call broke out from the top of Zunhua City. The Yan generals could not understand the situation on the battlefield. The Liaodong Army, who had already caught Lu'er, actually let Lu'er go and shed no way to take off her horns.

Zhu Di held the battlements and was also unbelievable about the scene in front of him. What the hell is Lao Fifteen doing? He could have won a complete victory, but why did he withdraw his troops by shouting gold?

A situation suddenly flashed in Zhu Di's mind. The cat grabbed the mouse, opened its bloody mouth but did not bite it. He put the mouse and then grabbed it.

Zhu Di suppressed his anger and ordered to open the north gate and the west gate to let the Yanshan Central Guard enter the city. When the defeat was a foregone conclusion, Zhu Di calmed down instead. The key now was how to safely withdraw the remnants of his troops back to Peiping.

The Liaodong Army, which occupied the battlefield, sent auxiliary troops to find their wounded soldiers on the battlefield, and at the same time asked to point out the casualties of both sides.

The Zunhua War ended with the complete victory of the Liaodong Army. The Yan army left more than 5,600 bodies on the battlefield, and more than 1,200 people were seriously injured and abandoned on the battlefield. Zhu Zhi ordered all the wounded members of the Yan army to be brought back to the military camp for treatment; the number of Liaodong Army killed only 700 people, and only 2,100 people were injured.

That night, Zhu Zhi held a banquet at the Central Army's tent, and Zhu Zhi personally poured wine for the heroes in the battle. Zhu Zhi got drunk. This was the first time since he came to this world.

The depression in my heart was wiped out by the unhappiness caused by Zhu Di's strength in history.

Wang Feng and Tie Xuan supported Zhu Zhi back to the tent to rest. Zhu Zhi swayed on the camp bed, pulling Tie Xuan who was about to leave with one hand. Tie Xuan hurriedly said, "What else does Your Highness have to give?"

Zhu Zhi laughed: "Come on, sit down, do you know why the King of Japan is so happy."

Tie Xuan smiled and said, "Of course, your highness will be happy to defeat the Yan army."

Zhu Zhizui smiled and pointed at Tie Xuan: "You are not sincere, haha, Dingshi must be complaining in his heart why I wanted to withdraw my troops at that time. Haha, no one in the world understands...
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next