Volume 10 Chapter 126
Jiang Fan killed five of the Mo army's lieutenants in one breath, which immediately suppressed the morale of the Mo army. The soldiers dared not rush forward again, and the other lieutenants also hid far away. Read the full text.
The Pingyuan army was experienced. Seeing that the enemy's morale was weakening, they immediately seized the opportunity and took advantage of Jiang Fan's remaining power to press forward together, forcing the overall formation of the Mo army to retreat again and again.
Although the Mo army had a large number of people, the road was narrow, and the advantage of the large number of people could not be reflected. Just now, the Mo army could still fight the Feng army with a burst of momentum. Now that the momentum has been lost, how can it still be a match for the Pingyuan army?
Lu Hongming watched his soldiers being defeated step by step, and he was angry and his face turned red. He drew his sword and urged his horse to rush forward, shouting loudly as he ran: "No retreat! No one is allowed to retreat! Those who shrink in battle will be killed without mercy..." Before he finished shouting, a lieutenant came running over, and when he got close to Lu Hongming, he said in a trembling voice: "General, the enemy is fierce and the terrain is not favorable to our army. We can't fight this battle anymore!" Hearing this, Lu Hongming was so angry that his eyes were full of stars. He waved his hand and chopped the lieutenant's head fiercely, roaring: "Are you the main general or am I the main general? I have already said that if you can't charge through, you don't have to come back!" Fortunately, he didn't know spiritual martial arts, and the lieutenant had spiritual armor to protect his body, so it was nothing to resist his sword. The lieutenant general grinned and said, "General, the brothers really can't rush through. There is a fierce general Jiang Fan in the Feng army. He has just killed five generals of our army! If we continue to fight, I'm afraid... I'm afraid that the brothers will be killed..." When he said this, the lieutenant general was about to cry.
What? Jiang Fan is here? ! Hearing this, Lu Hongming was also shocked. He was a literary general, but he was familiar with Jiang Fan's reputation.
If Jiang Fan was here, it would be understandable that he couldn't rush through. If the king knew about it, he would not necessarily blame himself. Until now, Lu Hongming was not thinking about how to help the water, but wondering if he would bear the responsibility.
After a moment of hesitation, Lu Hongming was straightforward. He waved his hand back and said, "The enemy has already ambushed us, and Jiang Fan is doing evil. Our army will never win. Pass on our order, and the whole army will retreat!"
His order to retreat made the lieutenant sigh with relief. The latter hurriedly bowed and said, "General, you are wise!" After speaking, without delay, he turned his horse's head and hurriedly conveyed the order to retreat to the soldiers who were fighting in front.
If Lu Hongming did not retreat, the Mo army could still withstand the attack of the Feng army. Now that he ordered to retreat, the little morale left in the Mo army completely disappeared. No one stayed behind to cover the retreat. Whether it was the soldiers below or the generals above, they all turned around and ran back.
Seeing the enemy retreat, the Feng army became more powerful. The heavy shield soldiers tacitly retracted their shields and fought sideways. The Feng army behind them rushed out from the gaps between the heavy shield soldiers with swords, spears and spears like a tiger out of a cage, shouting and running wildly to catch up with the retreating Mo army, and started a crazy hacking and killing.
In a face-to-face confrontation, the Mo army was not an opponent. Now that they left their backs to others, the fate can be imagined. Countless Mo soldiers were hacked to the ground by the Feng army during the retreat. Some died on the spot, and some fell to the ground with injuries. But before the wounded soldiers could get up from the ground, the Feng army that caught up had already stepped on them mercilessly.
The Mo army retreated all the way and died all the way. The bodies left on the ground were scattered all over the place, almost covering the official road.
But even so, the Mo army could not retreat unscathed. When the Mo army was fleeing in panic, they heard a whistle in front of them. Two Feng generals wearing spiritual armor and holding spiritual swords rushed out of the woods. They stood in the middle of the road and shouted at the retreating Mo army: "Mo army, listen, this road is blocked!" As they shouted, a dense Feng army rushed out of the woods, took the official road, and quickly formed a battle formation, blocking the retreat of the Mo army.
These two Feng generals were Zhang Ling and Zhao Shun, the commanders of the sixth and seventh corps of the Pingyuan Army.
It would be fine if there were pursuers behind them, but now even the way out was blocked by the Feng army. The Mo army was in a mess. Even Lu Hongming's face changed suddenly, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.
There was no time to think carefully about countermeasures. Lu Hongming yelled to the left and right like crazy: "Charge! Charge immediately!"
This time, he didn't need to give orders. The Mo army would naturally use all their strength. At this time, they were surrounded by enemy troops in front and behind. They were in a desperate situation. If they couldn't break through, they would have no choice but to fight to the death. In order to survive, how could people not fight to the death?
A large number of Mo soldiers roared and launched a nearly suicidal charge towards the Feng army in front, but before they got close to the Feng army, the arrow array was coming towards them. Puff, puff, puff - the sound of arrows breaking through armor rang out in the Mo army camp. The soldiers in front were shot by the arrow array like hedgehogs, rolling and falling to the ground. The Mo soldiers behind wanted to jump over the bodies of their companions and continue to charge forward, but a new round of arrows shot at them again.
Charging against the arrow array was extremely cruel, but the Mo army had no way to retreat, so they could only grit their teeth and charge forward. The soldiers below fell row after row. Under the arrow array of the Pingyuan Army, even the generals wearing spiritual armor were not able to resist. The spiritual armor on their bodies was shattered by the dense rain of arrows in the blink of an eye, and then they were covered with eagle feathers all over their bodies and fell off their horses screaming.
It can be said that the Mo army that broke through the siege barely rushed to the front of the Feng Army by stepping on the corpses of hundreds, even tens of thousands of their comrades.
As soon as the Mo army approached, the heavy shieldmen of the Feng army first stabilized their own formation with shields. At the same time, countless spears and halberds stabbed out from behind. In an instant, the Mo soldiers who had finally rushed up were stabbed into a hornet's nest, with blood holes all over their bodies.
"Kill--"
With the people shouting in unison, the soldiers of the Pingyuan army collectively took a step forward, and another row of Mo soldiers who rushed up were stabbed and fell to the ground.
"Kill! Kill, kill--"
The shouts of the Pingyuan army became more and more urgent, and the speed of the overall formation moving forward was getting faster and faster. With the Pingyuan army on full alert and in good formation, it was too difficult to disperse them, and that was not something that any country's infantry could do.
The Mo army used all its strength to break through, but not only did it fail to repel the Feng army, but it was pushed back by the Feng army involuntarily.
Lu Hongming, who was well versed in military tactics, was dumbfounded at this time. All the military books and strategies in his mind were useless at this time. Seeing the wind army in front and behind constantly squeezing towards him, his soldiers became fewer and fewer. The original 80,000 people were now less than 50,000. He couldn't help but feel sad. Could it be that he would be defeated here today?
Read ~ Books come o Just when he was helpless and felt desperate, two generals who were covered in blood and had arrows stuck in their shoulders and backs rode their horses and rushed over. The two came to Lu Hongming, both reined in their horses, and said in a hurry: "General, the wind bandits have been prepared for a long time and have blocked all the retreat routes of our army. It is impossible to force a breakthrough. General, run into the woods quickly!"
Lu Hongming sighed to the sky, run? How easy is it! There are still many ambushes hidden in the woods, where can I run?
Seeing his expression was dull and he didn't speak, the two lieutenants were so anxious that their eyes turned red. They screamed: "General, it's really too late if we don't leave now! General, hurry up!"
Lu Hongming murmured: "What if there are ambushes in the forest..."
"I can't care so much now. Even if there are ambushes, there may be hope of escaping under the cover of the forest!"
"Yes, general, it's better than waiting to die here!"
Lu Hongming sighed: "But if I escape, what will happen to my brothers?" He has worked with these Mojun soldiers for several years. It is impossible to say that there is no affection.
"General, the brothers have to break out of the woods too. Now we can run as much as we can!"
"Alas! It can only be like this..." Lu Hongming looked at the critical situation on the battlefield, and finally accepted the advice of his lieutenant generals, gave up taking the official road, and led the remaining soldiers to break out of the woods.
The main force of the Pingyuan Army was used to intercept the Mo Army. There were not many soldiers ambushing in the woods. However, the positions occupied by people were carefully designed by Jiang Fan, which was convenient for attacking the enemy and not easy to be attacked by the enemy.
These few Feng Army caused great casualties to the Mo Army who fled into the forest. Cold arrows flew from all directions from time to time. The Mo soldiers who were running desperately just now might be shot by stray arrows in an instant and turned into straight corpses. In addition, the two Feng Army followed closely, and the escape of the Mo Army could only be described as miserable.
In order to hide his identity, Lu Hongming even threw away his warhorse, took off his helmet, mixed in the crowd of Mo Army, and ran with the crowd. The two lieutenants also abandoned their warhorses, protected Lu Hongming on both sides, and desperately broke out.
In the end, Lu Hongming didn't remember how long he had been running in the woods. He just felt like his lungs were about to explode. He was sweating all over. His feet softened and he fell to the ground with a thump. He had no strength to speak, and he could only breathe heavily.
The two lieutenants dared not delay any longer. They each held one of Lu Hongming's arms and dragged him to the depths of the woods.
After an unknown amount of time, the shouting and killing finally gradually disappeared. Only then did the two lieutenants slow down and let Lu Hongming go.
Without the support of the two lieutenants, Lu Hongming collapsed on the ground like a boneless person, with his mouth wide open and retching.
The two lieutenants helped him beat his chest and back, and it took a long time for Lu Hongming to catch his breath. The latter lay on the ground, breathing heavily, and waved his hands at the two men, meaning that he couldn't do it anymore and couldn't run anymore.
Seeing him like this, as if he was going to die of exhaustion, the two lieutenants did not dare to continue dragging him. After running for so long, even if the lieutenants were very skilled in spiritual martial arts, they still felt extremely tired. They sat down slowly, looked around at the same time, and almost shed tears.
The 80,000-strong army was now less than 800 people. The few hundred people who could be counted on one hand had crooked helmets and armor, and were covered in blood. Their faces were numb and desperate, and they were lifeless.