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Yang Yue galloped in pursuit with a halberd, and the horizontal knife in Yang Qingwu's hand in front of him slapped on the hips of the war horse under his crotch from time to time, spurring the war horse forward.

Shuttling through the cold wind in the northwest, continuous pursuit, the distance between each other is constantly shrinking, six or seven steps away.

Yang Yue drank coldly, the halberd in his hand swirled, pierced into the soil, his body jumped up from the back of the greedy wolf horse, his body tilted, and kicked Yang Qingwu.

At this moment, Yang Yue's body was like a cannonball, passing through the air and galloping forward.

When the body landed, the halberd in his hand swirled and swept and hit the limbs of the war horse under Yang Qingwu's crotch.

The war horse was in pain, neighed violently, galloped its body, collapsed suddenly, things changed abruptly, Yang Qingwu didn't have time to react, his body was thrown off the war horse, the horizontal knife in his hand, fell in the air, and when he fell from the air, he stabbed straight into the ground.

Yang Qingwu was frightened, hurriedly got up, and wanted to flee in a hurry, how dare he look at Yang Yue.

The body stood up, his right leg hurt, Yang Qingwu let out a desolate scream from his mouth, his body staggered to the ground, and the long halberd was sharp and white, and stabbed straight into Yang Qingwu's right leg.

"Run, why don't you run!" Yang Yue secretly exerted his strength, and the blade of the long halberd penetrated a few points.

Yang Qingwu's face was pale, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he turned his head to glare at Yang Yue and said: "Hmph, if you fall into the well, you are not a hero, if you are not injured, how can I be afraid of you." ”

"Yes, a dead duck has a hard mouth, and in front of this king, he dares to be strong!" Yang Yue picked up the halberd in his hand, Yang Qingwu's injured body took off like a dead leaf, the halberd contracted, and the blade slapped Yang Qingwu's back fiercely.

Suddenly, Yang Qingwu spurted blood, fell to the ground heavily, was in great pain, and screamed in pain.

"You... You...."Yang Qingwu was in great pain, knowing what would happen, his palm couldn't help but quickly reach into the armor and suddenly withdraw. Shouting: "Die! ”

Two flying knives came out of their hands and flew towards Yang Yue quickly.

"Damn!" Yang Yue scolded coldly, the halberd in his hand could not be stopped, so he could only draw out the halberd and dodge sideways.

Bang, bang, two crisp sounds, half of the flying knife submerged into the horse fence behind Yang Yue.

"Look for death!"

When Yang Yue turned around, Yang Qingwu limped and escaped three or four steps.

"Hah!" picked up the halberd, fell in the air, and hit Yang Qingwu's shoulder, the halberd hooked, and the barbed blade in the front section sank into Yang Qingwu's shoulder, and was dragged back by Yang Yue.

Striding forward, he grabbed Yang Qingwu's shoulder, threw it violently, and threw it in the center of the right guard, Yang Yue shouted: "Tie him up!" ”

"Yes!"

A maneuver, back to the back of the greedy wolf horse, without hesitation, Yang Yue was violent, killing into the remnants of the Hexi army.

30,000 right guards against thousands of Hexi troops were enough to form a crushing state, and the autumn wind swept the land like falling leaves.

This war should not be called a war, it is not an exaggeration to call it a massacre!

The cavalry of the Right Guards shuttled through the places, and the corpses were all over the field, the blood flowed like a river, and countless stumps and broken arms.

In about half an hour, the dust of the battle settled, and the right guards cleaned up the battlefield and harvested the spoils, and many of the war horses had a few more heads.

In the camp of the Hexi Army, the right Wu Weixi replaced the Hexi Army and guarded the barracks.

Yang Yue replaced Yang Qingwu and sat in the center of the military tent, Zhang Xuanheng, Lin Kaiyue, Chang Fengchun, and the three generals were respectively on the left and right of the military tent, and the strategist Li Xuanqi stood in front of the three generals.

At this moment, including Yang Yue, they were all waiting, waiting for the Hexi Army, under the leadership of Zhang Yan and Chen Shaoyang, to gallop back to help.

As soon as there was news, Zhang Xuanheng, the third general, immediately went to the hiding place of the main force and commanded the battle.

It's a pity that within half an hour, the messenger in front did not send back a single message.

On the contrary, in the city of Yuanzhou, Gao Xiaoyun learned that Youwuwei had captured the camp of the Hexi Army, and sent someone to announce that Zhang Yan and Chen Shaoyang led the troops to withdraw to the north, and there seemed to be signs of retreating to Lingzhou.

Knowing that the Hexi Army did not enter the planned ambush circle, Yang Yue was slightly disappointed in his heart, and asked, "Who leaked the news?" ”

In the military tent, the three generals and Li Xuanqi were silent.

Yang Yue was silent for a while, got up from the soft couch, moved to the screen to hang the map, and browsed in detail.

At this time, Ye Qinghu, who was cleaning the battlefield in a complicated manner, hurriedly returned, walked into the military tent, looked at Lin Feng in front of the map, and hurriedly clenched his fists and said: "Your Majesty, I found a small number of wounded soldiers of the Hexi Army in the military camp. ”

"Hmm!" Yang Yue answered, turned around suddenly, set off a gust of wind, his eyes were like torches, his voice was like thunder, and he shouted: "Zhang Xuanheng, often listen to orders in spring!" ”

For a while, in the military tent, there was a bit of murderous energy!

Zhang Xuanheng, often wearing armor in the spring, stepped forward and responded: "The end will be!" ”

"The two of you, immediately lead 20,000 Hexi Army, Zhang Xuanheng as the main general, Chang Fengchun as the vanguard, pursue the Hexi Army along the road, strive to join Yan Yuefeng's army, and wipe out the remnants of the Hexi Army outside Lingzhou." Yang Yue issued a military order.

"Yes!"

The second general responded loudly, saluted Yang Yue, turned around and strode away from the military tent.

In the handsome tent, when only Yang Yue, Lin Kaiyue, Li Xuanqi, and Ye Qinghu were left, Yang Yue picked up the long trunk, pointed to the map of the new army, and asked Lin Kaiyue and the three: "Lin Zhonglang, Ye Zhonglang, Li Sima, the Hexi Army has suffered heavy losses, do you think that the right military guard should go north to Huaiyuan, sweep the Hexi Army in the Guannei Daozhong, or go to Lanzhou, cross the river into Shanzhou, and go straight to Han Anbiao's lair." ”

"Lord Wang, the only way to go to Huaiyuan is to clear the Guannei Daozhong and all the Hexi Army." Sima Li Xuanqi said.

"Why?"

Li Xuanqi stepped forward, took out a document from his sleeve, and presented it to Yang Yue: "When the prince was fighting, the news came from the palace!" ”

Yang Yue took the paperwork, tore open the seal, quickly pulled it out and opened it, and browsed it in detail.

Gradually, in Yang Yue's face, anger rose, and he suddenly clenched his fists, the letter was crumpled into folds, and he smashed the bookcase with a heavy fist, shouting: "These bastards! ”

"Lord Wang, what happened?" Li Xuanqi took two steps forward to ask, Lin Kaiyue and Ye Qinghu also approached.

"See for yourselves!" Yang Yue sent the folded document to Li Xuanqi and said angrily.

Li Xuanqi took it, smoothed out the folded documents, browsed them in detail, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Could it be that the army of the DPRK and China cannot defeat the envoys of the northern Jiedu, it turns out that there are traitors in the DPRK." ”

Hearing this, Lin Kaiyue took the document sent by Li Xuanqi and browsed it in detail with Ye Qinghu!

The document is sent by Lin Miaoyin messenger from the palace, the content of the letter is very simple, only more than ten words, Yang Yue out of Beijing, right Wuwei westward, my lord, victory is battle, defeat is retreat!

Obviously, this is a superstition that was transmitted from Chang'an to Hexi, but unfortunately, I don't know why it was intercepted and fell into the hands of Lin Miaoyin.

Lin Kaiyue, after Ye Qinghu browsed the letter, Lin Kaiyue said to Jinyan: "Lord Wang, your identity is leaked, if Han Anbiao learns about it, I am afraid that I will be prepared, today, will it be too dangerous for the main force of the Right Martial Guard to go to Lingzhou?" (To be continued.) )