Chapter 840: Eight Thousand Returns, Defeated Like a Mountain
"100,000 heroic souls are wide and wide, and 8,000 disciples are returning in rags. Yingzhu sighed and hated, and both bloodthirsty swords returned. The king stepped on a thousand bones, and the living beings were in vain and thousands of ashes. Blood-soaked Fang Yuanqi corpse armor, a song of smoke disappears. "In the first battle, the 100,000 forbidden army was less than 8,000, the 500 light feathers were less than 100 people, the leaders of the three light feather guards were killed in battle, Chuan He was seriously injured, and although the disciples of Yuequan died in the battle, there were many injured people, and the combat strength was less than half.
20,000 outlaws died in battle, and the army of thousands of people did not have the slightest loot to sweep except for the Mo knife, and even the corpses were troublesome, and they needed to be cremated on the spot, and they did not dare to move half a minute.
The swords of the 8,000 forbidden army are as uneven as tiger teeth, the armor is like a rag that does not cover the body, the 8,000 forbidden army perches on the corpse and rests, the nine sons are cross-kneeled on the bones, and the sound of the early sun and the nine Weiqin is trembling.
Good but not fair, evil is evil, the sound of the piano is curling, the pain and torture, the demon barrier of the Nine Princes has risen again, it has been unending for a long time, the evil anger is alive, the front is worried about the war, and the king is worried, Bai Ze and others are worried, all waiting for the Nine Princes to suppress the demon barrier in their hearts and rush to Xianliang, supervise the army to set up a formation, and level Nanzhou.
The wishes of hundreds of emperors in Central Continent for thousands of years are right now, and Bai Ze has no reason not to be in a hurry. The monarch divides the world's worries, the world is sorrowful, the king's heart is as deep as the sea, and the sea is lonely and lonely.
The struggle in Jiugongzi's heart can only be quiet in the sound of Chu Qing and Jiu Wei. The Nine Princes took revenge on the world with the heart of a king, but what they won was the heart of the world and the respect of all the people.
The conspiracy is hard, the people of the world are killed and injured by tens of millions, but the people respect the Ming Lord, and the people worship it, and the truth, falsehood, good and evil have become a deeper puzzle, entangled in the hearts of the nine princes.
The three-day period was about to pass, Xianliang City was not in danger of being attacked by the enemy, Tang Feng was silently relieved in his heart, and began to strengthen the city wall again, stick to the city, consume the troops of Nanzhou, and wait for the perfect opportunity.
Ling Yan hadn't received the news of the gangster for a long time, and his heart was even more worried, he wanted to order the withdrawal of troops and retreat to Qiancheng, but the civil and military officials behind him were like mangs, and he couldn't allow him to retreat at all.
Looking at the continuous reinforcement of the Xianliang city wall, it became more and more difficult for the soldiers of Nanzhou to attack the city, and they had been fighting on the battlefield for decades.
The sudden sound of clattering horses' hooves shocked Ling Yan's heart even more, and he was worried about everything, but everything was worried.
Suoyi's cavalry received the order, galloped and attacked, and rushed to the north of Xianliang City within one day, Suo Yi looked from afar, the elite Praetorian Guards of Nanzhou were waiting for the south, Suo Yi smiled coldly, and said: "The road is narrow, it seems that they have been prepared for a long time, General Feng, today I will kill these thieves to lose their armor and remove their armor, in order to comfort your spirit in the sky!" Feng Ao died in battle, Suo Yi was angry, devoted himself to research, and the heavy armored cavalry battle formation was created in order to deal with these elite Nanzhou elites, 50,000 heavy armor, 10,000 people in a formation, five formations of attack, the enemy was killed and wounded, and 50,000 war horses were exchanged for 50,000 Nanzhou elite Praetorian Guards.
あ七^八Chinese ヤ~(8)~1~ωωω.7,.còм Suoyi personally led a heavily armored war horse, carrying a spear, carrying a horizontal knife at his waist, sprinting out, ten thousand guns rained, rain fell heavy thunder, heavy armored cavalry, interspersed with collisions, although the armor on the Nanzhou Janissaries was not damaged at all, but thousands of corpses.
Suoyi heavy armor attacked, the horse wounded roundabout, fell off the horse and crossed the knife, 50,000 heavy cavalry, like 50,000 mad cows, with the power of 10,000 steps of impact, to meet the Praetorian Guards of Nanzhou, even people with shields all hit and fly, no injuries outside the skin, broken internal bones, Nanzhou Janissaries spit blood foam, and then stepped on by the heavy armored cavalry, they will definitely die.
However, the ferocious combat power of the Nanzhou Praetorian Guard is by no means in vain, despite this unfavorable situation, 50,000 heavy cavalry, war horses are damaged, and nearly half of the cavalry are injured.
Ling Yan saw that the Praetorian Guards were in a deep disadvantage, and strictly ordered the Praetorian Guards to retreat, but the Praetorian Guards were royal troops, how could they abandon their dignity and honor and return defeated, and several generals, the Nanzhou Praetorian Guards turned a deaf ear.
Tang Feng didn't see Nanzhou reinforcements attacking the city for three days, but when he saw the Suoyi cavalry coming to help, Tang Feng finally let go of his uneasiness, 100,000 elites, and went out of the city to meet the enemy.
The soldiers of Nanzhou, who were defeated and retreated, were pursued and killed by 100,000 soldiers of Zhongzhou who suddenly left the city. The besieging Nanzhou soldiers desperately fled back.
When Ling Yan heard this, he immediately ordered to kill the defeated and fleeing soldiers and block the army of Zhongzhou, but unfortunately because of the civil and military reasons of the Manchu Dynasty in Nanzhou, the generals in the army had a slight resentment against this general who had not been on the battlefield for a long time, and the orders were mixed, and these generals also knew that they were the generals if they had soldiers in hand, and if their soldiers were all killed in battle, they would become a lonely man, and they would not even be as good as basic soldiers.
So who is willing to watch his soldiers being beheaded by his own people, or being hunted down by the army of Middle-earth.
Listening to the sound of defeat getting closer and closer, Ling Yan looked up to the sky and smiled, and cried: "Heaven destroys my Nanzhou, and the Ling clan is dead!" Ling Yan silently turned around and watched the defeat fall like a mountain, even the soldiers around him began to throw down their weapons and fled back to Qiancheng, Ling Yan drew his sword and slashed, standing on the handsome platform.
The veteran of the battlefield had no choice but to see Nanzhou destroyed, and he served the country with his body, and his eyes were on the world, and his family and country were still there.
Tang Feng ordered 100,000 elites to wait for work, waiting for the opportunity, and the Nanzhou army attacked the city several times, morale was low, wounded and tired, and when the defeat was retreating, he saw the pursuers again, and it was already instinct to flee, and the spirit of defeat quickly dispersed, as the saying goes, the defeat of the army is like a mountain.
Ling Yan used to kill Liwei and intercept the defeat, but unfortunately he left the army and was old, and he would not obey his orders, and the soldiers could not bear to kill. Ling Yan has been fighting on the battlefield for decades, and he has never been so defeated, the righteousness of the family and country, the dignity of the general, and the indignation and sorrow of the veteran are all sprinkled on the handsome platform.
The Praetorian Guard found that the Nanzhou Army was defeated, so they wanted to come back to help, but unfortunately it was too late, Suo Yi personally led the Zhongzhou cavalry, and stayed with his life, and the whole army was full of anger, swearing to avenge General Feng Ao, and the Praetorian Guard was like a quagmire, struggling step by step.
The defeated army in Nanzhou is declining, like a torrent of water, the gate of Qiancheng is crowded and trampled, and there are countless self-injured people.
Seeing that the defeat was decided, the court of Nanzhou only had anger and accusations against Ling Yan, but no one was willing to re-lead the troops to fight again, although Nanzhou was defeated, but there were still troops, as long as someone was willing to reorganize the army, there would be a fight.
Emperor Nanzhou looked at the Manchu generals with longing eyes, but he did not respond for a long time. Qiancheng is buried with the emperors of the Ling family, and the ancestors are not allowed to sleep in peace, as the emperor of Nanzhou, how to meet the underground emperors after his death.
At that time, Emperor Ling chose Qiancheng, which was far outside the defense line of the imperial city, as his mausoleum, which was to warn the younger generations to make great efforts to govern the country and defend the country.
But now there is no general available in the court, there is no one to defend Qiancheng, seeing that Qianling is about to fall into the hands of Zhongzhou, and Nanzhou has done his best to set up the situation has ended up in such a situation, the Nanzhou Emperor court is furious, the general led the troops, and ordered Ling Hai to lead the troops to garrison Qiancheng, the city is in the people, Ling Hai talks about the army on paper, every time he talks about the method of war, he has repeatedly accompanied the army, but he has never led the troops to fight, although Ling Hai is weak-hearted, but he also has to follow, and he has no choice but to lead the soldiers who are princes to defend the city.