Chapter 742

That's right, Shang Chaozong charged into battle as the commander-in-chief of an army, and he did not hesitate to risk his life in order to attract a large number of monks from the enemy army to take him, and create a convenient offensive for Yingyang Wuliewei.

It was too late for Zhao Xingyan to react, and the people in the rear were completely messed up.

Shang Chaozong did not intend to give him time to react when he made this risky move.

Ying Yang and Wu Liewei charged in from the left and right flanks of the Zhao army, and the force of the attack was like cutting tofu with a knife, rushing into the enemy camp and rushing back and forth like chopping waves.

Some monks retreated urgently, intending to restore the chaos. The monks arranged by the Shang Dynasty Zong were not decorations, but entangled and obstructed.

Even if some rushed back, it would be difficult to block them. Yingyang Wuliewei went on a rampage and mixed with Zhao Jun. It was difficult for the monks here to let go of their hands and feet to attack, not to mention the entanglement of the monks of Yan Kingdom.

The Ying Yang Wu Lie Wei Zhan Banner that entered the enemy's interior fell, and the chaotic army lost the guidance of the direction of attack.

The voices of "Yingyang" and "Wu Lie" shouted again, and everyone converged into the direction of attack according to the direction of the voices. No matter what obstacles they encountered, the offensive was not chaotic at all, and they rushed back and forth repeatedly!

The Zhao army was confronted with the full-scale attack of the Yan army, and the entire Zhao army was powerless and quickly collapsed.

With such a large-scale battle, if there is a chaos, you will be defeated, and if you lose, you will be defeated like a mountain. The defeat cannot be contained no matter what.

Losing the ability to organize an effective counterattack, it was a chaotic mess, and no matter how loud the voice was, it was difficult to put the chaotic army together.

Zhao Jun began to flee in a large area. This escape was a chain reaction, and it was completely over!

The monks on both sides are still fighting vigorously.

No matter how hard they fought, it was useless, the army would not stay for them, and the Yan army took advantage of the situation to pursue and kill them.

Two legs could not run on four legs, Yan Jun led by Ying Yang Wu Liewei, a large number of cavalry chased and strangled, swept across the chaotic and fleeing battlefield, took the opportunity to expand the defeat of Zhao Jun, and did not give Zhao Jun a chance to regroup.

When the cavalry chased after them, there were spurts of blood splattered by the light of knives, and the screams were endless.

There were about tens of thousands of Zhao troops fleeing in a group. Seeing the cavalry chasing after them, they knew that they could not win, so they quickly formed a group to resist.

Ying Yang Wu Liewei, who was rushing from this road, led the team leader to make gestures, and the thousand riders separated, most of them bypassed the group of people and horses, and continued to chase the fleeing enemy troops in front, not giving the enemy a chance to regroup.

The leader of Qianqi waved his sword and gestured. The cavalry drew back their swords and quickly picked up the bow and crossbow hanging on the horse's back.

For Yingyang Wuliewei, skillful use of swords and arrows on horseback is a must.

When rushing past the group of troops like a gust of wind, he immediately opened his bow, and the bow strings rang loudly. Arrows swished out from the swept cavalry.

Qianqi dashed back and forth several times, then suddenly withdrew his bow and arrow, followed a weak point and rushed in directly, splashing blood with the howling blade light.

The group of people who formed a defensive formation immediately collapsed, killed the Qianqi who was facing each other without staying, and rushed to the distance to continue chasing and killing. The Yan army who rushed later drowned the group of people who collapsed behind.

One general and his men ran away, and saw a group of heroic and fierce guards in front of them diagonally approaching.

"Kill!" Seeing that there was no escape, the general screamed to kill, brandishing his spear and rushing over.

The Ying Yang Wu Lie guards of the brigade didn't stay for him either, they only charged in a small group of ten riders.

At the moment of the head-on impact, the general swung his spear and stabbed furiously. A member of the Yingyang Martial Guard who bore the brunt blocked it with a knife. The teammate who followed him suddenly leaned over on the horse's back, dodging the spear that swept over his head. Swinging the knife slashed at the horse's leg of the general's mount.

The war horse neighed and overturned, and the general who was thrown flying was drawn a few streaks of blood by the swirling knife lights rushing from behind, and fell to the ground with a bang, twitching and bleeding from his mouth and nose.

The ten cavalry went away, and the infantry rushed in behind, and some people raised their swords and dropped them.

On the battlefield where people were chasing and chasing, I don’t know how many people fell to the ground and wailed, and how many people fell in a pool of blood and sobbed.

Millions of troops, it's over!

Zhao Xingyan, who ascended to command on the chariot, looked around at the chaos and was stunned!

Ignoring the vigorously beating monks around him, Zhao Xingyan slowly drew his sword in a daze. At this moment, he had no other thoughts. In desperation, he subconsciously wanted to die!

At the critical moment, a monk grabbed his arm, "General, you are defeated, let's go!"

The army was defeated, and it didn't make any sense to leave them here to fight the monks of Yan Kingdom, and they couldn't kill all the Yan troops running around in such a large area.

"Ah..." Zhao Xingyan, who came back to his senses, suddenly burst into tears.

"Go!" A monk shouted, and the two teamed up to pull Zhao Xingyan away.

A large group of Zhao Guo monks flew around, fighting and retreating, covering Zhao Xingyan's retreat, and only after Zhao Xingyan was far away, he let go of his hands and feet and flew away from the battlefield.

Shang Chaozong, in his blood-stained shirt, panted heavily, looked around the battlefield with a sword, with a smile on his face, victory!

He took great risks to lure the enemy, and finally won, the degree of joy in his heart can be imagined.

The spray-like blood sprayed on his face, making his smile look hideous!

Feng Ruonan, who was covered in blood, jumped off the horse, his face was also covered in blood, he held a gun in one hand, wiped the sticky blood on his face with the other, and called out with blinking eyes, "My lord! Are you injured?" The part of the battle armor cut off on Shang Chaozong's arm.

Several monks surrounded the two with their backs facing each other, vigilant about their surroundings.

In the air, Huang Lie, who teamed up with others to kill a monk from Zhao Guo, flashed to the ground and looked around the battlefield. Of course, he saw that he had won the battle, and he was also ecstatic.

But when he turned around and saw Shang Chaozong, Huang Lie's face darkened, he walked quickly with his sword in hand, and said in a deep voice: "My lord, as the commander-in-chief, I want you to command the army to fight, not to charge into battle. It's best not to have a second time!"

It was too dangerous. The previous situation scared him enough. Once something happened to the coach of Shang Dynasty Zong, it might not be Zhao Jun who was defeated like a mountain, but Zhao Jun who took advantage of the situation and chased him down. The influence of Dachan Mountain can be imagined.

When he was chasing him before, he had witnessed the murder of Shang Chaozong, who fell on his back among the rebellious army. How could he not be afraid?

A chariot stopped, and Shang Shuqing jumped down. Seeing her brother and sister-in-law covered in blood, she couldn't calm down and was speechless for a while.

Her previous nervousness and fear turned into the strength to beat the drums desperately, and at this time, her overstretched arms were shaking.

From behind, Lan Ruoting, who was guarded by several monks, ran over on his horse.

Lan Ruoting, who had jumped off his horse, felt weak in his legs, staggered and almost stopped.

After learning about Shang Chaozong's decision and witnessing Shang Chaozong charging into battle, he was so frightened that his legs went limp. At this moment, his scalp was still numb. It's still the same sentence, it's too dangerous!

"My lord is injured, hurry up!" After noticing the injury on Shang Chaozong's arm, Lan Ruoting yelled and hurriedly called the monks for first aid.

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"Win?"

On the northern front, Gong Lince, who received the battle report to check, raised his head in a daze, and looked at Meng Shanming. The sudden victory made him a little unbelievable.

Meng Shanming was expressionless, and nodded slightly, "My lord will not lie about the battle situation, it can't be wrong! Zhao's offensive and defensive lines have been broken by the lord, and Pang Teng on the opposite side will have to allocate a large number of troops to block and intercept, otherwise Zhao's internal Pang Teng will not be able to bear the consequences, nor will the court of the Zhao Kingdom, be faced with the long-term drive of the prince's army! It will affect the whole body, and once the defense force on the opposite side is loosened, it will be our turn to counterattack."

Although Shang Chaozong is the coach of Yan State this time, it is the main force of Zhao State led by Pang Teng who is facing Meng Shanming. To a certain extent, Pang Teng obviously regards Meng Shanming as the biggest threat. In his eyes, it is a secondary threat.

"Okay! Use the few to defeat the crowd. Only 500,000 troops were allocated to defeat Zhao Guo's millions of elites in one fell swoop, and it was head-to-head. Prince Yong fought this battle beautifully!" , Nanzhou, the power that can influence the country of Yan, will soon be controlled by him, and he will be happy if he can keep it.

But Meng Shanming couldn't be happy, for the same thing, Shang Chaozong did this risky move in order to win, and he heard that he was injured, he was also terrified, and even angry at Shang Chaozong's reckless behavior that was eager for success.

But it has to be admitted that the battle of the Shang Dynasty Zong played a decisive role in the fierce battle between the two countries.

The victory of this battle pierced Zhao's offensive and defensive lines, and a big gap appeared in Zhao's defense line. Zhao's offensive was about to become defensive in an instant. This was a huge change in the situation between the enemy and ourselves.

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"Great governor! The last general deserves death!"

Zhao Xingyan arrived in the tent of the Central Army, the governor of the State of Zhao. He took off his helmet and knelt down like a jade pillar with his body in battle armor. He kowtowed and choked up.

The generals standing on both sides had rather ugly expressions on their faces. They all knew what Zhao Xingyan's defeat meant, and Zhao Xingyan himself didn't know.

Millions of elites disappeared like this, and only tens of thousands of remnants and defeated generals gathered afterwards, suffered heavy losses!

"You..." Pang Teng was trembling with anger, pointing at him for a long time, Fang said in pain: "I use you so much, how dare you underestimate the enemy, millions of troops were wiped out in an instant, you mistaken people, you and me, Zhao, no Killing you, how will you explain to Zhao Guo and the entire army? Come, drag it out, and behead it!"

Immediately, executioners rushed in like wolves, picked up Zhao Xingyan who was kneeling on the ground, dragged him away.

"Wait a minute!" A general stood up and pleaded: "Governor, the two countries are at war, and it is time to employ people. It is not appropriate to kill a general before the battle. I also hope that the commander will keep people under the sword, so that Zhao Yanxing can redeem his sins, so that..."

"Chop!" Pang Teng interrupted angrily, grabbed a command arrow from the case and threw it out.

The military order was like a mountain, and the faces of the generals were miserable, watching Zhao Xingyan being dragged out for execution.

Zhao Xingyan, who was dragged out, burst into tears and kept silent, as he had no face to intercede for himself.

Not long after, Zhao Xingyan's bloody head was placed on a tray and brought in to deliver the order.

The onlookers sighed secretly. Normally, a general of this level could not be killed by anyone who wanted to, but the cruelty on the battlefield was settled with one blow, and the killer had no temper. Especially the cultivator who rescued Zhao Xingyan managed to snatch him back, only to find out that Zhao Xingyan was sent to the knife to die.

Pang Teng waved his hand to signal the heads to withdraw, and began to discuss with the generals about the re-dispatch of troops. There was no way, the army of Shang Dynasty Zong was already advancing towards the hinterland of Zhao State. If it could not be stopped, Zhao State would be in chaos.

PS: A branch of red apricot came out of the wall! Thanks to "Brother Cangshui" Xiaohonghua for her encouragement.