I don't know who was the first to resist the oppression of the fear of death, and in the madness, he suddenly slashed at the person next to him, and the blood appeared, and then immediately several spears pierced his body at the same time. Before dying, he let out a desperate roar.

However, this sudden incident was like a stone smashed into the surface of the water, and the ripples stirred up immediately spread in all directions. The frenzy aroused by the chanting of the scriptures finally seemed to have a place to vent, and more people began to instinctively wave their weapons and beckon to those closest to them, or become the object of others to vent their fears and anger, and many more fell, and more blood burst out.

Maybe in the beginning it was just to protect yourself, but once the killing starts, you can't stop anymore, and when everyone else is moving, if you don't kill others, others will kill you. So under the double pressure of blood and panic, more people lost their minds in the frenzy and began to blindly slash and kill their companions. And so the saddest moment finally began!

When one person falls, several people immediately fill his place and continue to complete his killing. They have forgotten that their real enemy is the Song army. Only at the companions who should have been with each other day and night in the past, the comrades-in-arms who used to fight side by side, let out a hissing roar, and the swords and soldiers met each other. Everyone is crazy, losing their minds, killing each other, mercilessly, desperately venting the killing ** in their hearts, and the air of the entire battlefield is full of scorching gas and thick blood.

Although Zhao Cao hissed and shouted: "Calm, calm, everyone don't mess up." But the shouts were quickly drowned out by the cacophony of human voices. At this time, two Manichaean soldiers suddenly raised their knives and slashed at Zhao Cao, Zhao Cao was taken aback, instinctively waved the crescent cane to hold it, and shouted, "What are you going to do?"

But now no one paid attention to him, and then a few more people attacked Zhao Cao frantically with knives and guns. Zhao Cao had no choice but to wave the crescent cane and continue to block, but he didn't dare to fight back. But those people are like crazy, regardless of their lives, they keep attacking them, although Zhao Cao's martial arts are high, but they only parry like this, and they feel very difficult if they can't fight back.

Gradually, there were more and more Manichaean troops attacking Zhao Cao, and Zhao Cao's emotions began to become irritable, and under the shallow blood rain, there was finally a soldier of the Manichaean army under the crescent cane, with the first one, there would be a second one soon, and soon, more than a dozen soldiers of the Manichaean master fell on Zhao Cao's side. At this time, Zhao Cao still didn't stop, waved the crescent cane, and smashed into the crowd of melee.

At this time, even the Song army besieging the Manichaean army was stunned by this moment in front of them, they even stopped, hung down their swords and guns, and the cavalry collected their horses, put down their bows and arrows, and forgot to continue the attack, and also forgot that it was still the enemy in front of them. Some of them turned their heads away from the scriptures, and they couldn't bear to look at it. Even Yang Yan felt a tumbling stomach and felt uncomfortable. And Zhao Qianru bent down on the horse's back and vomited desperately. The female soldiers who came with her were no better than that.

Zong Tianxuan, who was in the distance, was sweating profusely, shaking his head incessantly, and muttering incessantly: "It's terrible, it's really terrifying." Only then did he understand that this was what Yang Yan said about the cruelty on the battlefield, and whether he really imagined war too simple before.

Ye Muxue also closed her eyes, and she couldn't bear to look at it. He even forgot to use the facts in front of him to ridicule Zong Tianxuan's inferences before the war. She would like to think that she has seen the real battlefield in Guangzhou, and she knows that the current battlefield is far bloodier and more cruel than what she has seen in Guangzhou.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Woo woo woo woo"

The war drums and horns in the Song army's formation sounded together, resounding through half of the sky. also gradually woke up the people who were still immersed in the killing poke.

When their sanity gradually returned, the survivors stood in the blood pool with a dull expression, and the corpses in various forms were lined up on the ground. Every living person is covered in colorful fluids. The red is blood, the white is brain, the green is bile, and even the yellow human excrement. Even though it was under the scorching summer sun, I couldn't help but shiver.

Yang Yan sighed softly, he never thought that this battle would develop to this point, if he had known that this was the case, then would he still use this method of warfare? Yang Yan shook his head, no longer wanted to go down, and suddenly raised his breath and said loudly: "Listen, you are determined to lose this battle, and there is no intention to fight again, put down your arms, and those who surrender can save you from death." ”

He forced this passage out with internal strength, and the people on the entire battlefield could hear it clearly, and even the Song army was relieved when they heard it, because at this time, even they didn't want to start a new killing poke, maybe the surrender of the Manichaean army was the best choice.

As if they hadn't heard, the soldiers of the Manichaean army did not surrender or resist, but stood motionless one by one, like walking corpses that had lost their souls. Yang Yan smiled bitterly, and said loudly: "Do you have to make a choice whether to surrender or continue to resist?" ”

Zhao Cao moved for a moment, looked at the crescent cane that was still dripping with blood in his hand, and then looked at Chen Dong, Li Jin, Shan Huaigong, Wen Fu, Lai Wenzheng and others who were covered in blood and despair, their martial arts were far higher than ordinary soldiers.

Zhao Cao said slowly: "At this point, what do you say should be done?" ”

Chen Dong, Li Jin, Shan Huaigong, and Wen Fu looked at each other, not knowing how to answer. There are two people who still have a little idea of fighting to the death with the Song army, but looking at the ignorant appearance of the soldiers now, they can't say it.

Lai Wenzheng looked at Zhao Cao, shook his head, and didn't say a word.

Zhao Cao sighed slowly, and suddenly said loudly: "Yang Yan, we surrender." I am the commander of the whole army, and I am at your disposal, but you must keep it from harming the other soldiers. ”

Yang Yan waved his hand lightly, and the Song army automatically separated a passage more than one step wide, Yang Yan said: "Put down your weapons and come out one by one, as long as you give up resisting, I will not hurt each of you." ”

Zhao Cao looked at the passage, then at the Manichaean soldiers, and said, "Let's go, put down your weapons, and go out and surrender." It is not easy for you to survive, so don't make unnecessary sacrifices. So saying, he snatched the spear from one of the soldiers, pushed him, and said, "Go." ”

With one who took the lead, they naturally followed one by one, and walked out of the encirclement of the Song army in a daze. Then Song Jun led him to the designated place and sat down. During the whole process, the Manichaean soldiers were honest, like puppets controlled by the line, at the mercy of the Song army, tied up, and had no intention of resisting at all. It seems that it is easy to control.

Yang Yan looked at the generals around him and said, "Liu Fuwu, Wu Xi." ”

The two of them took a step forward together and said, "The end will be." ”

Yang Yan said: "Everyone tried their best in the battle just now, and they all looked very good. But you can't rest yet, because I have one more thing for you to do, can you? ”

Liu Fuwu said: "Yang Shuai rest assured, in fact, we didn't make much effort to select the front army in the battle just now, please give the order of the commander, and the general will definitely be able to complete it." ”

Wu Xi also said: "Back to Yang Shuai, in fact, we have no effort in this battle, no scolding Shuai has any other tasks, and the last general will never give up." ”

Yang Yan nodded and said, "Then you should set off immediately now to capture the Martial Immortals." The Manichaean army is dispatched, and the garrison of the Martial Immortals must be empty, and the defenders of the Martial Immortals will definitely not expect that they will be defeated so quickly and thoroughly, and they will definitely not be guarded, so the two of you will rush to it now, and you will definitely be able to capture the Martial Immortals very smoothly. Tomorrow we can enter the Martial Immortals. ”

Liu Fuwu and Wu Xi said in unison: "The last general respects the order." Then he immediately set out with his army.

At this time, the soldiers of the Manichaean army all walked out of the encirclement with their hands tied, and sat down in twenty piles. Each pile of captives was guarded by five hundred Song troops. Even several leaders of the Manichaean army, Zhao Cao, Lai Wenzheng, Chen Dong, Li Jin, Shan Huaigong, Wen Fu and others were also captured and taken prisoner without resistance.

After a preliminary count, the Manichaean army of more than 65,000 people was dispatched in this battle, and less than 1,000 escaped. More than 20,000 were captured, and more than 40,000 were killed, of whom at least 30,000 were killed by trampling on each other and killing each other. Many were pushed into the Xunjiang River and drowned and shot to death. The number of Song soldiers killed in the battle was less than 3,000. Judging from the results, it was indeed a brilliant victory.

However, now that the weather is hot, more than 40,000 corpses will immediately decay and deteriorate if they are not disposed of as soon as possible, and the corpses in the Xunjiang River should be fished out as much as possible to avoid the formation of a plague. Therefore, it could only be buried on the spot by the Xun River, so Yang Yan ordered the captives who surrendered to take turns digging pits and burying the bodies. After burying all the corpses, he ordered the captives to take turns to go to the Xunjiang River to wash off the blood stains on their bodies. It was busy until the evening. can only camp and rest by the Xun River. Fortunately, it was a July day, and it was not cold to spend the night in the open air.

The next day, Liu Fuwu and Wu Xi sent people back to report that the Song army had captured Wuxian with scriptures. Yang Yan immediately ordered that the whole army escort the prisoners and stationed them in Wuxian.