The fine raindrops fell down, and they were wet and slippery every step.

The neat queue became a little loose, but it didn't matter. The skilled troops sometimes don't need any strict formation.

The Bohai people on the opposite side were standing very densely and moving slowly, but people fell from time to time. It was not because of the bows and arrows shot from the opposite side, but because of the high tension, their muscles were stiff and they fell down by themselves.

The fallen people didn't get up for a moment, and the people from the back team followed one after another. They were also very nervous and didn't pay attention to their feet or were not careful. They couldn't avoid them for various reasons, so they fell to the ground.

Repeat so.

This looked very ridiculous, as if a solid iron egg was fired from the muzzle, landed on the grass and bounced a few times, plowing a bloody road in the Bohai people's military formation.

The formations of both sides are getting closer and closer.

The six thousand elite soldiers led by Tielin and Tiande Army were in a very relaxed mood.

The people of Bohai were swallowing their saliva and were very nervous.

The armor on Xia Jun's body was very old, with traces of repair everywhere, and there were faint dark red blood stains, which were always not clean. However, the overall maintenance was in place and the protection ability was not poor.

The Bohai people have bright and bright stomachs, and are spotless, but when you look closely, there are many rusts. It doesn’t seem that they don’t wear them often to maintain them.

Xia Jun held a heavy sword, his hands with a long spear were thick and powerful, and they were slightly relaxed. They knew very well how to distribute their physical strength, and it was not time for the explosion.

The Bohai people were stiff, and their knuckles holding weapons were white and they couldn't even break them. They stared at the front, their mental tension was so intense that they couldn't even hear the officer's command.

At a distance of three hundred steps, the Xia army only stopped twice, and soon the whole team was finished and continued to move forward.

The Bohai people stopped six times, and the whole team was in chaos, and even needed to beat and scold the officers to wake up the soldiers who were trapped in fear.

The rain continued to fall, and both sides were close to within twenty steps. In such weather, no one used a crossbow, fighting with one hand and one hand to decide the outcome, and it was fair and just.

The sound of drums that kept ringing stopped.

The Xia soldiers stopped almost at the same time. Everyone's expression became serious. After a little round, they silently adjusted their spirit and body to the most comfortable state.

The sharp sword has been unsheathed, and the long spear is pointed far ahead. The tall and strong body is full of explosive power, which can be 100% stimulated at any time and rushed towards the enemy.

The people of Bohai also stopped, but did not stop completely.

Some people are like zombies, deaf ears to the golden drums and continue to stagger forward.

Some people brake suddenly and stop, but their feet slipped and fell to the ground.

Some people stopped and shouted anxiously, almost covering up the officer's command.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Six thousand Xia soldiers roared three times.

The Bohai soldiers were shocked, and some even wanted to turn around and run away.

Then, in their fearful eyes, the black crow Xia Bing Army rushed up.

The rain suddenly became heavier, and soybean-like raindrops hit the leaves, making crackling and crisp sounds.

This little battle can't stop the murderous warriors. They are not even afraid of arrow rain, but are they afraid of the rain falling from heaven? The "zombies" directly turned into logs

Xia Bing rushed to them and waved his heavy sword. One, two, and three rows of logs fell down without causing any obstacles.

The noise suddenly rang out.

Survival instinct releases a lot of adrenaline, and the Bohai soldiers' bodies are no longer stiff. They hold up their weapons and throw them away.

The escape erupted in an instant.

The Bohai officers desperately blocked the fleeing crowd.

The left and right Feng Ben Army, the left and right Shen Ce Army, the left and right Xiong Guard Army, the left and right black Guard Army, the south and left and right guards, and the north and left guards were all here, but they were about to collapse.

Yes, they know, the Ten Guards of the Imperial Guards

Most of them are recruits who have been enlisted for less than a year. The veterans have even died more than once, but they still have great expectations.

This is the Beijing camp! Even the new recruits are innocent and honest families recruited from Shangjing. They have no determination to kill themselves and serve the country with loyalty and courage? They are not even as capable as local troops!

No one can understand their despair and sad state of mind. The brown waves are coming, and Xia Bing uses his skillful killing skills to harvest lives easily and comfortably.

Even in this one-sided massacre, they did not drag on the slightest movements, and did not waste any extra physical strength. They tried to kill the enemy in the most effective way, and then let the corpse lose its vitality go away and let it fall into the mud and water.

The wave was unstoppable, and the Bohai imperial guards fled to the wind.

Fu Cunshen was surprised on the temporary high-rise building on the west side of Huhan Sea.

He knew that the Bohai people were bullied by the Khitan in the past, and the army was annihilated in an organization and suffered heavy losses. But wasn’t this recruiting new recruits? Why couldn’t they stand a single encounter?

In the Battle of Wukang Town, Shi Pu came out in full swing, and 70,000 troops were defeated by the Liang army, and the main force was annihilated. However, in the following years, he actively recruited new soldiers and fought repeatedly with the Liang army. The main force was annihilated two or three times, and continued to recruit new soldiers. He persisted for several years. During this period, he also went north to rescue Zhu Xuan and Zhu Jin brothers several times. The final defeat was due to years of floods, and the people fled, and there was no food in the army, so he could not hold on.

The recruits have such poor fighting will and their martial arts skills are so bad?

The people were not as weak as combat effectiveness, which really opened his eyes.

Of course, Fu Cunshen had never heard the famous saying before Yelu Deguang was defeated in later generations: "I don't know that it is difficult for Chinese people to control this!"

His father Yelu Abaoji has never made such an evaluation of the combat effectiveness of the people in the Bohai Sea.

In fact, this is also the norm for most dynasties in history. The late Tang Dynasty’s unruly people who fought against the sky, the battlefield and the air were exceptional.

"There is no need to run in a row, and pursue it freely based on teams." Fu Cunshen decisively modified the order.

"Affect the order." The messenger immediately went to pass the order.

Free pursuit is really a shame. Because you are chasing in a row, you are obviously unhappy in chasing and can only let people escape.

But if there are too many wars, the generals have a principle: the most

Chase for 300 steps and then stop to complete the team. Otherwise, you may suffer a great loss.

These are all lessons summarized by the blood and tears of the predecessors - if the enemy is defeated, it may not be defeated thousands of miles away, and it is still possible to reorganize and fight with you again, so you must not be complacent.

There was no problem with the pursuit in front of you.

Fu Cunshen looked on the high building for a long time, felt relieved, and even had the leisure to ask: "What is the saint doing?"

"I heard that I was trying to persuade the farming and sericulture."

"I'm still studying wild foods, stewed with mushrooms every day."

"I heard that he was taking his agronomy students to cross mountains and hills to hunt." "What hunting? Stop talking nonsense. That is to record which beasts are in the mountains, which will be useful in the future."

"I've also gone to the river to catch fish. I heard that I've renamed several rare fish in the Central Plains."

"Enough!" Fu Cunshen stopped his subordinates from arguing and said, "The saints do great things. If we wait for these rough tasks in marching and fighting, it's enough for us to wait."

"That's the most important thing. The saint has fought for thirty years. Good, I was just born thirty years ago."

"I also grew up listening to the stories of the saints' expeditions and controversies."

"Haha! I am from Ulan County, Huizhou. If there were no saints, I would have been braided and turned on my face."

"You can't do it. I've seen saints in the martial arts lecture hall and I have learned a few tricks."

"Seeing how proud you are, when will you pay back the two money you owe me?"

"Send a good news to the saint." Seeing that the defeated soldiers in the Bohai Sea were not willing to defend Huzhou, Fu Cunshen went downstairs to personally supervise the army into the city, and then rushed to Bohai to Beijing.

*******

After the news of the defeat in the Battle of Huhanhai was sent back to Shangjing, the monarch and ministers of Bohai were in chaos.

First, rumors spread, saying that someone wanted to release Dashuxian and make him the new king, and then open the city and ask for surrender.

The Lord of Bohai Kingdom was extremely panicked and personally led the Tianmen Army who was loyal to him to the royal palace and killed Da Shuxian.

Looking at Uncle Wang who was calm and dying, the irritability in Da Gong's heart increased instead of reducing.

Then again, news came out that Wu Du had been released from prison and fled outside the city. The master rushed to the heavenly prison again. Seeing Wu Du sitting in it calmly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Du was also very calm, even too calm.

He looked at the head in Da Gong's hand, and a sad look appeared on his face and sighed, "Your Majesty is trapped."

The master was stunned and asked subconsciously: "What does Wu Xiang mean?"

"The King of Dongping fought for the court all his life. Although he won fewer victories and lost more, he was loyal and never had the slightest intention of rebelling. Your Majesty was punished without guilt, and he might lose the hearts of the people." Wu Xudu sighed and said.

His meaning is very obvious. Although Da Shuxian did not fight well in the war, he had a great reputation in the army, made good friends in the local area, and even had many people in the royal family. What would you think if you kill him?

To take a step back, they will not be disinterested because of this, but it is not a good thing to look at if there is a lack of a competing royal family.

The Xia army was coming in full force, and the Bohai Sea was defeated repeatedly. Once things were inconsistent and Wang Jing was defeated, someone had to organize the rebels to continue to resist, right? You might as well help them cut off a potential rebel leader.

When Daquan heard this, his face turned pale, and then he was furious and scolded: "The old thief talks nonsense! How could I be wrong? Dashuxian's slave had already recruited him. He had contacted the messengers of the Xia people and sent gifts out of the city, but he had never reported to the court."

Wu Du shook his head and sighed, "The Bohai Sea is a small country. It is not right to contact the envoys of the upper country without permission, but to be honest, what is the big deal? Does Your Majesty really think that King Dongping has no chance to escape? He wants to leave, but no one can stop him, and it is even okay to open the city gate at night. Your Majesty is really doing something wrong."

"Bang!" The master kicked Wu Du over with one kick.

Wu Du rolled in the haystack, and his body was arched in pain.

"You old guy, have you ever come into contact with Xia people? Are you going to surrender?" asked the master Jin with a ferocious look on his face.

Wu Du didn't answer, just coughed non-stop.

"Old thing!" Da Jinggong kicked him hard a few more times before he calmed down. Wu Du coughed a few more times, looking at the top of the cell with his eyes, and sighed.

"Hmph!" The master wrote out the cell and said, "Look at this thief, don't let him escape."
To be continued...