On the southern flank of the battlefield, although the 500 dead soldiers who specialized in splitting the formation were repelled by the strong bows and crossbows, under the impact of the newly joined 5,000 rebels, the array of the "Wang Division" was already crumbling, and the morale continued to fall, but the rebels became more and more courageous.

There are constantly teams that are too badly injured to retreat, and now in the rear of the entire front, there is only a thousand troops left, waiting to come forward and rotate......

The commander of this army is Xin Yi.

In the first battle of the Wuchang battalion, Xin Yi escaped by chance, but Feng did not choose to investigate his guilt and cut his official position, and the former general of the Wuchang battalion is now only a small leader, with the only remaining 1,000 soldiers under his command, to protect the wings of the front.

This is still Feng Wuxue's face in the face of Xin Yi's father, the general of the Qin State, Xin Sheng, who passed away for the New Year, and gave him a chance to atone for his sins and make meritorious contributions.

Unexpectedly, Xin Yi didn't win the battle, but put himself under the dangerous wall!

Seeing that the southern wing was about to be defeated, Xin Yi had a little fear in his eyes.

He kept turning his head and looking over at the side of the formation, hoping to see Feng Wuxue send troops to support.

Sure enough, General Feng's "Wuxin" banner moved, and the 6,000 soldiers who remained in the formation actually set out together and came eastward, which made Xin Yi breathe a sigh of relief.

But what I didn't expect was that less than half of them were gone, and the 6,000 people followed General Feng's banner and went straight to the north of the battlefield!

Xin Yi was suddenly shocked: "Is General Feng going to abandon the southern wing?" ”

After a while, Feng Wuxuan's herald arrived and issued the latest military order to Xin Yi: "Xin Yi will defend the southern flank and tell the rebels!" ”

Xin Yi panicked even more: "Three or four thousand people are about to lose, rely on me with only one thousand people, how can I defend it?" ”

General Feng's move is strange, putting the southern flank that is about to retreat and not saving it, but hoping to open the situation from the northern flank?

Xin Yi thought of something, looked back again, and sure enough, five or six miles to the west, Yang Xiong's troops, who had gone to stop the rebels in Jiangling, had been defeated, and in the rear, the rebels from Jiangling were close to the battlefield......

"Even if it's a few thousand, you have to catch it for half an hour?"

Xin Yi scolded: "I said a long time ago, although Yang Xiong has Xiaozhi, he has no talent to command the army, so he is really unreliable." ”

In the Wuchang camp, he was pitted by Yang Xiong, and only later did he know that Heifu's army was only 3,000, and Yang Xiong sat on 8,000 people.

"I suspect that this guy is the internal response of Marquis Wu Zhong's placement in our army!"

Scolding this, Xin Yi couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and an idea that had never occurred before came to him......

He stopped talking, stood up straight in the car, and observed the situation on the battlefield.

Needless to say, the south wing is already erosive, and I'm afraid it won't be able to support it for too long.

The center can hold on to it, but if it is implicated in the rout of the southern flank, it will also fall into chaos.

Only in the direction of the northern flank, Feng's army had a slight advantage, and Wang Peng's department at Lingfu, on the order of Feng Wuxuan, charged towards the flank with two thousand chariots, but was stopped by six hundred chariots and one thousand cavalry sent by Heifu, and the two sides were in a scuffle.

If Feng Wu chooses 6,000 troops to join the battlefield on the northern flank, he may be able to achieve a partial victory.

But Xin Yi shook his head.

Under the banner of "Wuzhong" in the east, there are still nearly 10,000 living troops.

"Even if we fight a bloody way, but the end of the strong crossbow cannot be pierced, our army has lost the opportunity to win."

The balance of victory was already completely tilted in favor of the rebels, and Heifu had the initiative and could calmly deal with it, either by sending troops to support the northern flank, or by waiting for work, as long as it was delayed until Han Shin arrived, and attacked from both sides, he could win a complete victory.

And Feng Wuxuan could only make a desperate bet......

Xin Yi had a plan in his heart, and while he was following Feng Wuxue's order, he called his cronies to him.

"Do you think that what Marquis Wu Zhonghou said is true or false?"

A group of cronies who had followed Xin Yi for three or four years looked at each other: "General Feng said that it was a lie......"

Xin Yi shook his head solemnly: "However, Marquis Wuzhong's words are chiseled, and he has a nose and eyes, which is suspicious, I have been thinking about it carefully in recent days, combined with the things before and after, I always feel that the first emperor died, and most of the things such as the secret edict are true!" Marquis Wuzhong's army is the righteous teacher! ”

He said earnestly: "We followed General Feng, but we obeyed the order, but don't end up only to find out that we were deceived by traitors, acting as a tiger, and becoming a rebel......

Now the cronies almost understood, and arched their hands: "What does the general think?" ”

At this time, another shouting of killing came from the front, and the captain in front had already come to urge Xin Yi to support.

Xin Yi sent him away, and said to his cronies in a low voice: "Today, the Marquis of Wuzhong will win, it is better to help him, just like the battle of Muye, the former disciples defected, and the attack was in the north of the rear, and they will definitely be able to make great achievements." ”

As soon as these words came out, one of the more loyal cronies immediately objected: "General, the old and young in my family are still in Guanzhong, if they betray, my family is afraid that they will be ......."

But before he could finish speaking, he was stabbed to death by Xin Yi's short soldiers!

The corpse of the honest man fell off the horse, Xin Yi sighed, and his eyes scanned the rest of the people - most of them were not from Guanzhong, so they didn't have so many concerns.

"It's urgent, if you don't choose to defeat with Feng, we will all be taken prisoner, and life and death are unpredictable. But if we help Wuzhong Marquis to win, when he is done, we will enter the customs with the prince and marquis, and we will not lose the title of merit! ”

"Yan Ziyun, those who know the times are handsome, and those who change through the machine are heroes, whether to be a defeated army or a victorious soldier, the second and third sons, please decide!"

An unlucky guy died in front of him, and several cronies did not dare to object, and they all said: "We are willing to follow the general anyway!" ”

"Good, gentlemen, go and tear up the banner, and let the soldiers wrap the cloth around their arms, as a sign of our will. Most of them are from Nanjun, and now that Marquis Wuzhong has won Jiangling, it is just around the corner to take Nanjun, and he will not object to it if he thinks about it......"

After a while, the dying lieutenant of the southern wing found that a thousand people from the Xinyi Department had finally rushed over after several urgings.

With their support, the southern flank can hold out for a while, or buy time for General Feng's northern flank offensive......

But he never expected that when Xin Yibu walked a hundred steps away from him, he suddenly raised his spear and went straight to kill the defenseless robe behind him.

Guilty, they thrust their spears into the backs of their brothers, shouting in unison:

"Righteousness is in the Southern Army!"

……

The three armies can win the air, but the general, you can't win the heart!

On the north flank of the battlefield, Feng Wuxuan's white beard fluttered, still holding an axe and a banner, personally leading the troops to attack the rebels.

Even though the situation is unfavorable, Feng Wuxue is still making the most correct choice, before the enemy's reinforcements attack, the whole army will surprise and crush the rebels on the northern flank, and then make a desperate bet to launch an attack on Heifu's banner!

If the speed is fast enough, the winner is not even known.

However, just when the fierce battle was in full swing, he was desperate to find that the southern flank of his own front had collapsed at an unexpected speed, like a withered wall, collapsing with a bang!

The defeated army scattered and fled, and there were bursts of shouting, and there were constant comings from there.

"Righteousness is in the Southern Army!"

Everyone was shocked, this shout was enough to make Feng Wuxue's army morale fall to the bottom in an instant.

Later, the scouts sent another piece of bad news.

"Marquis Wuxin, Xin Yi rebelled, led his troops to attack my southern flank, the southern flank has collapsed, and the rebels are outflanking the center!"

"Xinyi? Defection? ”

The old general was dizzy for a while, almost fell under the car, and was held by the right side of the car, only the old tears were horizontal, and he shouted: "Oh God, oh God! ”

First Li You and Feng Jing, followed by Yang Xiong and Xin Yi, these mediocre and incompetent subordinates and nephews used their defeats again and again to disrupt Feng Wuxuan's plan.

When the battle comes to this, I really can't fight.

The early collapse of the southern flank has caused the long-held center to fall into crisis and crumble.

The advance on the northern flank was more difficult than expected, and Heifu added another 3,000 men to withstand Wang Peng's attack, bringing the battle here to a stalemate.

The task of the short-range guards was not to win the battle, but to protect the commander-in-chief, and they immediately begged Feng Wuxue: "General, you can't do anything, take the rest of the troops across the river to break through!" ”

Feng Wuxue pointed to the Yang River in the north and sighed: "You wait to look at that river, can you still cross it?" ”

Fierce fighting was raging on the plain on the south bank of Yangshui, and there was no peace on the north bank, and the two or three thousand rebel stragglers who had followed Feng Wuxue's army from Jingling County under the leadership of the communist lieutenant had launched an attack on the defenders of Yingxian County who were guarding the north bank.

The morale of the Nanjun soldiers was not high, and seeing that the defeat of the Feng army on the south bank had appeared, and there was no idea of fighting to the death, they gradually retreated to the city, and there were many people who defected to the battlefield and shouted "righteousness in the southern army".

At this time, the communist lieutenant had occupied the north bank of the Yanghe River, showing off his might across the river, and at this time he crossed the river with the remnants, and he was afraid that he would be attacked from front to back, or he would be destroyed in the river.

In short, they are already surrounded.

Seeing that he was in a desperate situation, Feng Wuxue stood up straight on the car again, and stretched out his hand to ask for a long fight with the right side of the car.

Forty years ago, he was still a small tun chief, and he also relied on a long brother to make a name for himself in the army, and was selected as a personal soldier by General Wang Yi, and was promoted all the way.

After 40 years of war, countless times he braved arrows and stones, and participated in many major battles to destroy Han, Zhao, and Yan, so that he could get the title of "Marquis of Wuxin".

It is not easy to come by, and it is cherished.

He glanced at the people around him, looked at the six thousand people around him, and said loudly: "Today's army is not in a good position, and the old man is ashamed of His Majesty and all the soldiers." ”

"But even so, I can't retreat, I can't leave, and I can't be captured and humiliated!"

"Because, I am the Marquis of Wuxin of Great Qin!"

He is also a minister entrusted by His Majesty the First Emperor, which represents supreme trust and responsibility.

So he could only die in battle, for his own reputation, and for the Feng family......

Speaking of this, Feng Wuxue's words already carried a trace of tragedy.

"But even if it's fate, I'm going to die here!"

"The old man must also be loyal to Daqin and His Majesty the First Emperor until the last moment!"

The three armies were silent, not knowing how few people could follow each other to the end, and I didn't know how many people would weakly shout "righteousness in the southern army" later, just to survive.

After all, Marquis Wu Zhong, who did not kill prisoners, was in Anlu before, didn't he release 4,000 people? Most people don't have a reason to die here.

But General Feng's heart was already like iron, and he had to stretch his hair, wave his fingers, and let the emperor urge the horse.

"Throw into the place of death and then survive, fall into the place of death and then live, those who are willing to follow, and follow me into battle, where the old man's banner is, rush to!"

Tan Che Huanghuang, Peng Peng. Master Wei, Shi Wei Yingyang!

The huge shouting and killing sound on the battlefield covered up the old general's order, but all the short soldiers and guards who could hear his voice passed on the word to the hundred, looking for the "Wuxin" banner, raising the heavy spear, and moving their steps.

After a little hesitation, more people also joined in, the Qin people in Guanzhong have their own arrogance, and they will not lose to the dove-tongued hillbillies in Chudi!

Regaining their fighting spirit, they launched another attack:

"Kill the thief!"

Seeing that victory was in sight, the Southern Expeditionary Army on the opposite side did not back down at all, shoulder to shoulder, colliding with the enemy, and shouting slogans that they thought were righteous.

"Rebellion!"

And the Han Xin Department has also arrived at the battlefield in a hurry!