Zhai Zhen was scared out of his body at this time, Murong Feng had been under Zhai Bin's hands for many years before, and his name for bravery, even Ding Ling's child knew that it could be described as the three armies of the brave crown, no one could stop him, Zhai Zhen himself of course knew his power, seeing that it was this killing god who was coming towards him, and there was almost a flat horse in front of him, he didn't even have the heart to let the left and right step forward to resist, he turned the horse's head directly, and fled towards a forest on the left, while escaping, he began to throw his beautiful feather crown, how much he wanted others to notice him just now, How much you want others to ignore you now.

This surprised everyone, I didn't expect the dignified Ding Ling Commander to run away directly on the battlefield, even Murong Feng was slightly stunned, and the speed of the sprint was reduced, but he immediately came back to his senses, laughed, and rushed forward quickly, and in less than two minutes, he rushed to the place where Zhai Zhen was standing, three or four Ding Ling cavalry tried to come forward to fight, Murong Feng danced like the wind, and in a few rounds, the three of them fell off the horse, and the remaining few people fled by the way, and the Ding Ling army behind was in chaos, A large number of infantry simply did not see what was happening in front of them, some wanted to move forward, and those in front desperately turned around and squeezed back.

Murong Feng flicked his wrist, and the long lance picked up Zhai Zhen's feather crown, pointing straight to the sky, now even a few hundred steps away can see it clearly, he was angry and said loudly in Ding Lingyu: "Zhai Zhen has been killed by my Murong Feng, let the battle go to avoid death, and those who resist will be killed!" ”

As soon as these words came out, with the feather crown that was high in the sky, the spirit and fighting spirit of all Ding Ling people disappeared at once, and even the former army that was Xian Yu begged had already formed a team and was ready to let go of the killing, but at this moment they were also at a loss and at a loss.

Under the banner of the Yan army, a smile appeared on the corner of Murong Nong's mouth, and he said to Murong Lin on the side: "It's time, pass the order, beat the drum with a hammer, and march!" ”

Murong Nong's order was instantly conveyed by various flags and drum horns, Murong Lin raised his right hand high and waved it down violently, with this action, hundreds of drums in the Yan army formation suddenly made a thunderous sound, and just now it was silent, and a quiet front army infantry formation began to move forward with standard military steps, with a big shield in front, and the steps were like a forest, like a moving steel forest, firmly and forcefully pressing towards the direction of Ding Lingjun.

Xian Yu gritted his teeth and swung out an axe, hacking to death a deserter who ran past him, blood splashed everywhere, staining him all over his body, but at this moment, at least dozens of people continued to run past him, and several guards with ghost-headed broadswords stepped forward to stop him, and before they could swing their knives to kill, they were knocked down by more and more deserters, trampled on the ground, and before they even had time to let out a few screams, they fell silent.

In front of Xian Yuqi, at a distance of about two miles, the infantry phalanx of the Yan army was advancing step by step, and behind him, four or five hundred steps, Murong Feng picked up the feather crown of Zhai Zhen, galloping back and forth, Ding Ling's Chinese army and rear army had completely fallen into chaos, and fled in the direction of the camp gate, only the Jin army of Zhang Yuansuo on the right flank, at this time, after the hundreds of cavalry led by Murong Feng rushed into formation, they regathered the formation, and retreated in the direction of Fang Hu Mountain on the right side of the battlefield in a hurry.

Xian Yuqi slapped the saddle violently and scolded: "Grandma's, the Jin army released the water, Zhai Zhen is a coward, you have killed your grandfather!" ”

The two guards, covered in blood and dirt, ran to Xian Yuqi's side, crying with a sad face: "Leader, the brothers can't stand it, they can't stop the deserters, you can withdraw quickly, I'm afraid it's too late!" ”

Xian Yu jumped off his horse with a scolding and scolding, threw away his helmet, and more than ten personal guards escorted him, got into the fleeing crowd, caught in the sea of people, and fled in the direction of the camp!

Zhai Cheng stood on top of a high tower behind the camp fence, his eyes were blood-red, looking at the tens of thousands of people in front of him, completely disorderly competing to squeeze in from six or seven walled gates, although the gate was very wide, six or seven zhang, but for this long sea of people, it was still like a small gate, many deserters were pushed down by the people behind them, trampled on the ground, and these poor insects who were trampled to death became an obstacle to block the descendants, just the main gate of more than 100 steps in front of Zhai Cheng, there were at least more than 100 corpses lying on the ground, becoming a stumbling block, Keep tripping new people who want to rush into the camp gate again, and those who are lucky enough to get up can still escape with their lives, and those who can't get up will have to lie on the ground forever.

Zhai Cheng said sharply: "Knock down the fence for me and let the brothers in." ”

A lieutenant general's eyes widened, and he said strangely: "General, tear down the fence, how to prevent the Yan army." ”

Zhai Cheng roared: "Damn, if everyone is dead, if this camp has a fart, hurry, quickly push down the fence, it's too late!" ”

Before his words fell, he suddenly felt that the dazzling sunlight just now was dim, and a terrible whistling sound broke through the air, everyone's faces changed greatly, and they looked ahead, only to see the Yan army array, which was almost more than a hundred steps away from the sea of people in Ding Ling's rout, stopped, and from behind the big shield, a dense array of archers rushed out, and the arrows were wound, without aiming, facing the Ding Ling army formation more than 100 steps away, it was a burst of launches.

The screams came and went, and the Ding Ling rout, who had completely lost their organization and leadership, rushed towards the direction of the camp like ducks being driven away, behind them was a rain of arrows from the Yan army, almost every arrow went down, and it would not be a waste, and the deserters behind were like harvested weeds, falling in batches, and the living people were desperate to drill forward, and even many people pulled out their swords and slashed wildly, but this time they were not cutting the enemy, but cutting their own people on the way to escape.

Zhai Cheng was stunned on the tower for a minute, the atmosphere was silent and terrifying, the wind was accompanied by screams and curses, mixed together, he could vaguely see Xian Yu begging in the crowd, wielding his long-handled battle axe, where he passed, there was a bloody wind and rain, and he was forced to kill a bloody way for him, and rushed into the camp gate, and the two guards behind him also followed him and brandished machetes, just at the moment when he was about to rush in, he was tripped by two corpses on the ground, and fell to the ground, only to shout "help", When Xian Yu looked back, he couldn't even see a figure.

Zhai Cheng closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and muttered, "It's too late, let's withdraw." ”

The adjutant general shook his head: "General, where to retreat?" ”

Zhai Cheng gritted his teeth: "Retreat to a place where there is no Yan army, what I am talking about is, flee for your life!" ”

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