"Kill!"

Countless roars rang out suddenly.

One by one, the big men holding the Mo knife took a step forward almost at the same time, and the air was like countless brilliance shining, and two thousand Mo knives slashed down in a diagonal line, and then a blood mist was like a red cloud.

Multiple armor.

Shield.

Even the horizontal knife in the hands of the soldiers of the Yan Army.

So everything couldn't stop the nine-kilogram Mo knife forged from 100 steel, the blade that fell in the air split the shield, split the armor, split the limbs of the Yan soldiers, and even split half of their bodies directly, at this moment, the broken limbs, the severed heads, and the body flowing with internal organs piled up into a wall of corpses under the feet of the Mo knife hand as if collapsing, and then the blood sprayed all the Mo knife hands to raise the Mo knife again.

The heavy infantry of the Yan army opposite them trembled.

"Kill!"

The roar that resounded through the sky rang out again.

All the Mo knife hands moved forward neatly.

Two thousand knives entered like a wall.

Sunlight reflected off the blades, and their second slash sliced through the air.

Then the Yan army collapsed.

All the Yan soldiers who were still alive screamed in horror and turned around and fled towards the river, even knocking down their follow-up companions who were rushing towards the river beach, and then rushed to the raft one by one, but it was impossible to escape at this time, because the crossbowmen behind Mo Dao had already finished winding. Thousands of divine arm bows were quickly raised, and with the pull of the trigger, the forged steel pieces were released rapidly, and the bowstring pushed the crossbow arrows to fly out at a speed of one hundred meters per second, instantly hitting the backs of those fleeing Yan soldiers, and the cluster of armor-piercing arrows directly penetrated the heavy armor and even penetrated their bodies, and the dead bodies fell down in pieces again, and then the Mo Dao hand in front of the crossbowman stepped forward again......

"Break your courage in a fight!"

Lu Miao said with emotion.

Not to mention the Yan army that was the edge of the sword, even those soldiers who watched the battle shuddered.

Crossbowmen are not scary.

But the Mo Dao that advanced like a wall really made them feel a chill to the bone, and those Yan soldiers who were helplessly holding their shields, and then cut off their shields together, used a scream before they died, telling them how wise it was to surrender.

"Breaking the guts? That's not good! ”

Yang Feng shook his fan and said indifferently.

Of course, this is not a big deal, his purpose is only to block Murong Jun, as long as Murong Jun can't cross the Yongding River, the armies attacking Changshan and Zhongshan in the south will shrink this noose step by step, and then trap the Yan army to death or force Xiangzhou to merge with Zhang Ping and even Tuoba Shiyi.

He has nothing more than two infantry brigades here.

But he attacked on the southern front with a full eight infantry brigades and three cavalry brigades, as well as eight reserve brigades that had been urgently conscripted, and by this time the spring ploughing had ended and even the winter wheat harvest had been completed, and his reservists had just come out to fight to earn extra money. In fact, his subjects can be said to be extremely enthusiastic about this, after all, whether it is the reward for cutting off people's heads or the property of the captives, it is real, not to mention that those armor and weapons are also a lot of income, and these things are sold to the southern Shi tribe through the merchants on Xun Xian's side, because of the smooth water transportation, the business between the north and the south is very prosperous.

In short, fighting a war in Yang Dudu's jurisdiction is a completely exciting thing.

It's the same as the government soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

That is to say, Yang Feng is attacking on the southern front with an army of nearly 100,000 troops, even in terms of strength, it surpasses Murong Jun's in the southern front, not to mention that there are still a large number of Han troops in the Youji area that may defect at any time on the southern front, and those heroes are probably ready to stab the Murong family at this time, but they still need to wait for a suitable opportunity.

"Gotta give them a signal!"

Yang Feng, who was shaking a fan, looked at the other side and muttered to himself.

"Lord, it's Murong Jun!"

Lu Miao, who was holding a telescope, suddenly shouted.

Yang Feng snatched the telescope, and then found the target in the field of vision.

"Hakuha-hata? I really think of myself as the son of the Han family! ”

He sneered.

On a high hill on the opposite bank, there stands a white banner representing the symbol of the supreme military power of the emperor of the Jin Dynasty, and under the white banner is a canopy, under which a middle-aged man is covered in eye-catching golden armor, surrounded by various celestial honor guards, looking at the river expressionlessly, looking at the soldiers who rushed into the river in terror, scrambled for the raft and fled south, and then were constantly shot down by the dense crossbow arrows.

Their blood stained the river red, and countless dead bodies drifted downstream in patches of diluted red.

This is Murong Jun.

He was officially proclaimed emperor last year.

In fact, he had been the Duke of Liaodong of the Jin Dynasty before the attack on Yecheng, but he claimed to be the king of Yan, similar to the Duan Niche or Liangzhou Zhangjia who claimed to be the king of Qi with the Duke of Qi at this time, and after the capture of Yecheng in history, he told the Eastern Jin envoys that he was promoted by the Chinese as the lord of China and no longer a Jin courtier. And although he didn't capture Yecheng this time, because the Eastern Jin Dynasty accepted Yang Feng's submission and even added Youping Erzhou to Yang Feng's title, he actually became Yang Feng's subordinate, so he simply proclaimed himself emperor. Of course, the Eastern Jin Dynasty did this in order to let him and Yang Feng fight to the end, after all, it was beneficial for the Eastern Jin Dynasty for the two families to fight, and the Eastern Jin Dynasty would not have to worry about Yang Feng thinking about Henan, in the final analysis, it was not very reassuring for the Jiangdong family Yang Feng, a celebrity, but Yang Feng, who offered the jade seal, was obviously more pleasing to the eye than Murong Jun.

But no matter how pleasing it is, it's a wolf.

The Jiangdong family was not stupid enough to think that a warlord who had previously claimed the title of emperor would be loyal to the Sima family.

It is in their best interests to let Yang Feng and Murong Jun fight, whether they let Yang Feng kidnap all Yao Xiang's subordinates or supply him with food, in fact, it is to let him fight with Murong Jun without distraction, and then Murong Jun can't cross Yang Feng's barrier, Yang Feng doesn't care about the territory of Henan, and the Jiangdong family continues to leisurely enjoy their Wei and Jin demeanor thousands of miles away.

However......

"Push the ballistas over."

Yang Feng shook his fan and said.

The officer next to him waved to the back, and a large number of soldiers pushed sixteen ballistas slowly forward, and soon stopped not far from Yang Feng, and then began to fix this thing, which actually also had a huge recoil.

This thing is also called a ballista, but it is not the same thing as that of the Romans.

All of its power comes from springs in piston-like cylinders, which are melted with graphite crucibles that are melted by blowing coke with a hydraulic blower to heat the carburized iron, and then added with manganese handmade by Yang Feng to finally smelt real spring steel. Then use multiple sets of springs and pulleys to push the shells, and there are also extremely smooth and even oiled barrels to provide direction, and the angle can be adjusted within a certain range, and the maximum angle can fire lighter stone bullets, which can hit a terrifying 300 zhang, and if it is a heavy cast iron flowering projectile, it can reach up to 200 zhang, and can accurately hit a target the size of a war horse within 200 meters.

"Lord, do you want to?"

Lu Miao said cautiously.

At this time, Yang Dudu was already lying on one of the ballistas, an artilleryman holding a heavy cannonball was also carefully loaded into the muzzle, and the companion next to him pushed it to the end with a push lever, just now the artilleryman was holding a burning ignition rod of a fire rope and waiting, ready to pestle into the muzzle of this bucket-like gun, and on the outward side of the shell inside, it was a buried woodpipe fuse.

Yang Feng continued to lie there.

The image he visualized was immediately uploaded to Xiao Qian, and the analysis of all the data such as measuring the distance, calculating the angle, measuring the wind force and direction was completed, and adjusting the ballista so that the center of the muzzle was facing Murong Jun.

Immediately after that, he ran behind the second ballista......

Murong Jun didn't notice it.

In fact, at this time, he and Yang Feng were a full five hundred meters apart, and at such a distance, he couldn't see the situation on Yang Feng's side at all, at most, he could only see that his subordinates were being defeated, and they were constantly being shot by Wei crossbowmen, and even Wei Junmo's knife hand was just a faint silver thread in his sight.

They failed.

They can't even break through this river, how can they recapture Youzhou.

In front of them lay the surging river, behind them was an army of nearly 100,000 men, on their left was the Taihang Mountains, which stretched for thousands of miles, and on their right was the Yongnuze, which was full of rivers and lakes and stretched to the sea, and they were almost enclosed in a huge cage, and in this cage there were countless Han people who were preparing to show their swords to them.

"Your Majesty, Zhang Ping refuses to send troops."

Mu Yugen behind him stepped forward and said.

"Then destroy him!"

Murong Jun said with a sneer.

Of course Zhang Ping will not save him, and his request for help from Zhang Ping is only symbolic, mainly to paralyze Zhang Ping, and make some preparations for the next attack on Taiyuan to seize the state, since he can't open Youzhou, he must not stay in the two lonely cities of Zhongshan and Changshan to sit and wait for death, saying that he doesn't even have enough food to eat, even if he eats people, it's useless, he insists on waiting for reinforcements, he now has a fart reinforcements, not to mention that it is difficult to raise another army on the Helong side, even if he can get together, it is just to send food to the Wei army.

"Order to withdraw the troops back to Zhongshan!"

Then he said.

At this moment, Mu Yugen suddenly screamed, Murong Jun immediately raised his head, more than a dozen faint traces of smoke were falling in the sky, and sparks flickered faintly in the smoke, and before he could react, there was a whistling in his ears, and then a black shadow suddenly crossed his field of vision, and the mud splashed less than three feet in front of his horse, and a huge ball with sparks and gunpowder smoke that continued to spew out bounced, and instantly arrived in front of him.

He subconsciously leaned to one side.

Then he watched as the ball flew past him.

However......

The next moment, his world was blazing red, and he felt as if he was flying, and at the same time, it was like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and the dense impact poured into his body.

And at the same time......

"What, discovering a new target?"

Yang Dudu, who was admiring him and those princes and nobles being engulfed by the flames of the explosion, suddenly let out a stunned exclamation that made the subordinates beside him stunned.