Chapter 311 This Is Despair

"We surrender!"

Looking at the Yanzhou army with strange weapons pressing forward step by step.

Cannons appeared on both sides of the army again.

They even saw cavalrymen with sabers.

The Xiliang soldiers in the chaos finally lost all their will to resist in exhaustion and fear.

A large number of Xiliang soldiers dropped their weapons.

Among them, the Zhuanglinglang surrendered the fastest.

During this period, there were constant news that the King of Yan captured Zhuanglinglang and not only did not kill him.

He would also give him money to return home. In this case, why should they risk death to resist.

What's more, the King of Yan's army really knows magic...

Guan Tong looked at the Xiliang soldiers who dropped their weapons, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The sudden appearance of the flintlock musket scared these Xiliang soldiers whose morale was extremely low.

They no longer had the will to resist.

Of course, in addition to the merits of the flintlock musket, this was also related to the heavy infantry cutting off the Xiliang army.

Having lost contact with the commander, the Xiliang soldiers were like headless flies, completely scattered.

While the situation on the north side of Taolin was reversed.

The battle on the south side was still going on.

Under the general's rebuke, the Xiliang cavalry rushed towards the soldiers who formed a hollow square.

When they launched the charge, the artillery of Yanzhou continued to bombard them.

Before they advanced within a hundred meters, hundreds of cavalrymen died under the artillery.

And when they stepped within a hundred meters, they suddenly saw Yanzhou soldiers holding weapons like pipes.

Then fire and smoke burst out, and the Xiliang cavalry who rushed in the front felt like being hit by a hammer and fell from the horse in pain.

They were trampled to death by the following war horses.

"Bang bang bang..." loud noises, fire and smoke continued.

More than 20 hollow squares continued to shoot on the north side, and the charging Xiliang cavalry kept falling off their horses.

In a distance of just a hundred meters, nearly a thousand cavalrymen were killed and injured.

The continuous death and falling of the cavalry in the front greatly slowed down the speed of the following cavalry.

They had to avoid the fallen people and horses. If they could not dodge in time, they and their horses would be tripped to the ground.

When they rushed to the front of the Yanzhou army, they were faced with spears flashing with cold light.

When horses encounter obstacles, the instinct of living things is to avoid.

So the Iron Harrier Cavalry would blindfold the horses when rushing towards the spearmen.

But they are not Iron Harriers, and not everyone has the courage.

Some cavalrymen turned outside the front of the formation and entered the gap between the hollow squares, trying to find opportunities to disrupt the formation of the King of Yan's soldiers from the side.

But they immediately regretted it.

They found that there were soldiers facing them on each side of the formation.

After they entered the square, these soldiers pointed their weapons at them.

"Bang bang bang..."

Accompanied by the sound and flames, the cavalrymen fell off their horses one after another.

At this time, on a high slope 200 meters away from the hollow square.

Zhao Xu and Chang Wei were observing the battle with telescopes.

More than 100,000 people fought fiercely on the battlefield, and the distribution range was actually very large.

The hollow square formation was in the shape of an inverted trapezoid.

There were twelve in the front, eight in the middle, and four in the last row.

Each hollow square formation was a hundred meters apart, and the width of the battlefield reached more than a thousand meters.

The Xiliang cavalry also launched a charge within this range of more than a thousand meters.

However, through the telescope, he could still see the situation on the battlefield.

This was the second time he faced such a large-scale war.

The first time was to defeat the Yuan family under Yanguan.

The width of the battlefield at that time was also nearly a thousand meters.

"Your Highness, the war in the north seems to be over." Chang Wei said at this time.

In the telescope, a large number of Xiliang soldiers dropped their weapons.

Some who were still unwilling to surrender, ten flintlock army formations and the royal cavalry were chasing and fighting.

But ten horizontal teams were rushing to the south to support them.

The heavy infantry in the middle also began to deal with the enemies entangled with them in the north with all their strength.

Zhao Xu looked at the north gate, and everything seemed to be just as Chang Wei said.

The balance of victory continued to tilt towards him.

Then he continued to cast his eyes on the Xiliang cavalry.

After dealing with these cavalry, the Xiliang reinforcements would basically no longer be able to make any waves.

Now, most of these cavalry split like water encountering solid stones, and poured into the gaps between the hollow squares.

And the gaps formed by the squares are like a maze.

The cavalry rushing into the gaps cannot turn around.

Once they turn around, they will collide with the cavalry rushing in from behind.

So after rushing in, they can only walk around the gaps.

But in this way, they are opposite to the cavalry coming from other gaps.

In this way, they had to slow down their speed while galloping, and even stop to turn their horses' heads around each other.

But this undoubtedly provided the best shooting targets for the soldiers of the palace.

Zhao Xu saw a burst of white smoke rising from each square, and the Xiliang cavalry kept falling down.

Under the continuous attack, the Xiliang cavalry continued to be killed and injured.

This made the Xiliang cavalry trapped in the gaps of the hollow squares even more chaotic, and cavalry kept colliding with each other because of panic.

In the Xiliang Army.

Jili looked at the scene in front of him and closed his eyes in pain.

The weapons and formations of the Yanzhou soldiers were too strange.

The Xiliang cavalry, who had no experience in dealing with such weapons and formations, fell into a trap.

After each fire, there would always be horses that lost their masters running back from the front or running in other directions.

At this moment, he suddenly heard that unique sound behind him.

He looked back, and the white smoke was less than two miles away from him.

"Deputy leader, the army behind us has collapsed, and now the Yanzhou soldiers are coming from behind. We are surrounded." A general hurried over, his face full of panic.

Hearing this, Ji Li's heart jumped even more, and he was silent.

The general continued: "Deputy leader, what should we do? We can't resist the flame-breathing weapons of the Yanzhou soldiers. The soldiers were killed before they rushed in front of them. There are also artillery. Many soldiers were directly killed and smashed by artillery..."

Ji Li couldn't hear what the general was saying.

His head was buzzing, and there was only one thought in his mind.

What kind of monster is this King of Yan?

Why is he fighting so unreasonably, and what are the weapons he gave to the soldiers? They are so scary.

Looking at the battlefield around him blankly, in front of him, his cavalry kept falling off their horses, and some cavalry began to flee back.

Behind him, there was a loud noise, and soldiers kept pushing towards him, obviously being beaten back by the Yanzhou army.

Many Xiliang soldiers also disappeared into the peach forest.

The rout began.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Bang bang bang..."

"..."

The sound of artillery and unknown weapons was getting closer and louder.

White smoke was rising from the battlefield, and it was the flag of death.

The sun was rising higher and higher.

After noon, it was evening again.

At this time, the blood-red sunlight covered the earth, and it was hard to tell whether the bright red on the ground was blood or light.

On the battlefield, the bodies of Xiliang soldiers were crisscrossed, like sesame seeds scattered on the ground.

The Xiliang flag was full of bullet holes caused by flintlocks.

In the middle of the battlefield, Jili held a long sword.

In front of him were the Xiliang soldiers killed by flintlocks.

The spearmen of the palace surrounded him in a circle, pointing their spears at him.