Although these armies were servants, the officers of all ranks were regular sergeants who had endured countless battles, and he believed that they would be able to organize effective resistance quickly.

Sure enough, as Lu Di expected, the National Fan Department began to appear in a small group formation with the Ministry Sima as the core. One by one, they were like turtle shells thrown into the sea, allowing the piranha to bite, but they did not move.

Tian Kaijiang's Ziyuanjie Division, Yuan He Ji Division, and Flame Battalion Department were the first to reach the other side of the Yishui River, and after the army was firmly established, Sun Wu waved the command flag and ordered his troops to kill the Yan army from the periphery.

Tian Kaijiang didn't dare to slack off, and with his subordinates, he began to push forward like a snowmobile.

At this moment, the military vehicles were no longer able to move forward, in order to command the army and let the army have an offensive direction, Zi Yuanjie, Yuan Heji, and Lu Qu, the temporary commander of the fire battalion, and the three life wrestlers held the military draft, followed themselves, and killed the Yan army.

The army marched forward in the snow that was neck deep. For a while, on the silver-white battlefield, the chaotic armies like ants gnawed at each other.

Because of the support of the Aritian Kaijiang Department, the Guofan Department immediately turned defense into offense, and began to crush the Yan army in an all-round way.

Ji Huan, who was watching the battle on the high platform, had a gloomy face, he thought that with the strength advantage of 300,000 troops, he could undoubtedly solve the front of the Qi army, but the situation in front of him told him that this was delusional.

On the snow, the Qi army and the Yan army fought in close blood, the advantage of the new sword of the Qi army was displayed, and the ice blade of the Yan army was directly shattered under the impact, and before he could react, the sword of the Qi army sergeant had been inserted into the chest of the place.

Although the Torch Battalion is a second-generation "young master soldier", because the troops they encountered were all the old, weak, sick and disabled troops of the Yan Army, they were also in a completely crushing posture.

Lu Qu stained his blood-stained robe, this was the first time he killed someone in the real sense, when he hacked a Yan soldier to death, the other party's blood sprayed on his face, making him tremble all over, but after trembling, he was extremely excited, as if killing was the life he needed.

He was like a fierce beast, chasing and killing the Yan army while directing the sergeants to advance.

Sun Chi Wu Xiu and other second generations are not as good as Lu Qu at this point, when they killed someone for the first time, they all swayed their bodies, and some even couldn't help fainting.

"Young man, put down your weapons and surrender, or I, I will kill you" A second-generation trembled with the sword in his hand, facing a skinny young man from the Yan Kingdom in single clothes.

The young man of Yan Guo didn't speak, he just raised the big stick in his hand expressionlessly and smashed it at the second generation.

Seeing this, the second generation closed his eyes, and then stabbed forward with a sharp sword, blood sprayed on his arm, hot flashes! By the time he opened his eyes, the boy had fallen in the snow.

"I killed, killed, killed!" The second generation's face was pale, his eyes were dull for a long time, and finally he screamed madly.

Seeing this, the second generation next to him slapped him in the ear, and he woke up, and then looked at his blood-stained comrades and friends, and couldn't help but shudder.

War, it's terrible, death, it's terrible!

At this time, he was not the only one in such a situation, and some people even lost their lives because of it. This is a big wave of sand, and those who survive will become the new generation of elites of Qi State.

The casualties and madness of the Flame Camp were quickly discovered by Lu Di, who was watching the battle, and he frowned very much, because he didn't want to lose the sharpness of the entire army because of the cowardice and disorder of the Flame Camp.

Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, he suddenly saw that Lu Qu under the military draft of the Torch Battalion began to shrink the formation, and gathered those crazy and cowardly soldiers in the center of the military formation to give a speech. After a while, those people began to raise their swords and shout, completely losing the cowardice of the mad demon before.

Lu Di couldn't help but be slightly stunned, although he didn't know what Aiko said, but it was beyond his expectations to be able to adapt and change the formation like this in the first solo battle.

Not bad, not bad!

Lu Di was very satisfied with Lu Qu's actions.

After the momentum of the fire camp was restored, the army began to move closer to the national fan department. Yuan Heji and Wuzhi Mingbu on their left and right flanks were scattered like two giant fists, attacking the elites of the two wings of the Yan army.

The battlefield was in chaos, seeing that Tian Kai's troops had already fought and were besieged by the Yan army, Sun Wu ordered Gu Yezi's troops and Gongsun Jie's troops to start forming formations and slowly advancing forward.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

The reinforcements of the black pressure attacked and killed the Yan army, and Ji Huan saw that Sun Wu had already put all the main forces in the army into the battlefield, so he no longer hesitated at the moment, and ordered the last 250,000 troops to also be put into the battlefield.

Among them, the elite of the 100,000 Yan army was personally led by him Ji Huan, and rushed to the location where Lu Di was, obviously he wanted to rely on this hole card to capture Lu Di and force the Qi army to rout.

Sun Wu saw that all the Yan troops were thrown into the battlefield, and 100,000 of them were coming to his side, he did not change his color at all, continued to wave the command flag, ordered the drummers to beat the drums, and notified the whole army to adjust the formation to attack.

Lu Di's face was gloomy, because the two armies of Qi and Yan had fought to the most critical juncture now, and the Zhongshan army had not yet appeared, what was this for?

He didn't believe that the Zhongshan Army dared to violate the agreement, so the question is, what prevented the Zhongshan Army from coming to the appointment to attack and kill the Yan Army?

The total number of troops invested on the battlefield has reached 700,000, which can be called the largest melee in the history of the Spring and Autumn Period.

According to common sense, the Yan army is an army of the old, weak, sick and disabled, and it will not be the opponent of the Qi army, but the Yan army has already made up its mind to die, so even if they surrender and let the Qi army cut it with a sword, the 550,000 army will not be able to kill it in a day, not to mention that these people are still holding weapons to resist.

The snow was all over the sky, the killing was endless, and the entire battlefield floated down, like a large piece of blood dripping on the white cotton.

Ji Huan took his 100,000 elites to break through the interception of the Guofan Department, the rush of the Tiankai Territory, the attack of the Guyezi Department, and the rush of the Gongsun Division, and finally led the army to the Yishui Valley.

Lu Di looked at the crazy demon Ji Huan and shook his head slightly: Cousin, you have already lost!

At this time, the 100,000 elite Yan army led by Ji Huan was intercepted and killed layer by layer, and there were less than 1,000 people left, and 1,000 people faced the 20,000 elite troops of the Qi army, which was undoubtedly impossible to win.

Sun Wu saw Ji Huan leading the remnants of the army to the Yishui Valley, and finally leaked a smile and waved the flag. The drums of war rang out, and Xiong Yiyi, with an army of 10,000 tigers, raised his head to the sky and screamed, and killed him.

Bang bang, weapons collided, blood splashed like rain, and corpses were quickly piled up in the river that was easy to dry up.

With a loss of nearly one-tenth of the troops, the Tiger Camp finally wiped out the 1,000 elites that followed behind Ji Huan, and Ji Huan was surrounded in the military formation of the Tiger Camp.

The sound of fighting, the angry howl of the north wind, swept across the banks of Yishui.

Yan Xiaogong Ji Huan looked at the Qi army tiger warriors who were holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, like crazy demons, and screamed bitterly: "Come on, come on, fight with the widow!" ”