Nian Praise took two trembling steps back, unable to put his hands down for a moment.
He wanted to give an order, but when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Heartbroken.
The soldiers on the side rushed over to help him: "General, general?!"
He seemed to hear Nian Zanli's words: "Hong Chenglue, you forgetful bastard, you tricked me!"
After repeating this several times, Nian Zanli gasped and said: "Chasing, chasing the Yuan Army, we can't let Zhao Pan escape."
Even if he wins this round, he will win miserably, but actually suffer a huge loss.
In this case, at least the goal of crossing the river must be achieved.
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered Hong Chenglue's promise when he gave him advice:
Ensure that Xunzhou soldiers can cross the river and get ashore.
Damn it, Mom.
He was already exhausted from controlling the green bottle, but now he was so angry that he fainted.
At this time, the two surviving armies were gathering on the shore. Due to time constraints, Nian Zanli poured out the huge flood before all his men could get ashore. As a result, he could not control the water and even his own troops were flooded.
Both sides suffered heavy casualties.
Although Zhao Pan escaped due to his pursuit of the Xunzhou army, a quick look at the remaining soldiers revealed that only 30% of them were left!
A flood swallowed up nearly 30,000 of his elite soldiers.
Both sides were blowing rallying horns, but Zhao Pan's heart felt like it had sunk to the bottom of the Han River.
He lost.
The northern battlefield of Xiazhou, which lasted for two or three months, ended in his defeat.
He failed to fulfill the king’s mission!
At this time, He Chunhua ran towards him, and the Xiazhou Army behind him had already assembled. Seeing Zhao Pan's dejected look, He Chunhua grabbed him by the collar and shouted: "Cheer up, you haven't lost! This battle is not over yet!"
"
Zhao Pan wanted to knock his hand off, but was stunned when he heard this: "What?"
He Chunhua's face was distorted, and he was covered in either water or mud. A lock of hair was still stuck to his nose, and he was no longer as elegant and calm as before.
But the light in his eyes couldn't be said to be weird or crazy.
"General Zhao, you're in trouble!" He Chunhua said to Zhao Pan instead, "Think about your mission, Praise to Beijinian! Look, look at him!"
It was dark and rainy, and the troops were in a panic. Zhao Pan could not see the overall situation clearly just now. Now when he looked in the direction he pointed, there was nothing, only the waves.
Yes, Nian Zan's army had just climbed up to the high ground, but the waves were higher, and the high ground was flooded.
"His people were also flooded, and their situation is not much better than yours!" He Chunhua's face turned red, "What's more, he used such earth-shattering magical powers. Do you think he didn't pay any price? This idiot! That kind of magical power is not worth it at all.
It’s not something that mortals should use!”
How capable he is and how many magical powers he displays.
If you want to leapfrog, there must be a price.
"General Zhao, God will not destroy you and me!"
These few words were like lightning, and they struck Zhao Pan through his head.
Yes, his mission is to defend the enemy from the north. As long as he stops the Xunzhou soldiers from going south, he will have completed his mission.
His own army suffered heavy losses, but how good was the Nian Zanli?
This stupid battle is fought against Dui Zi, the bloody and cruel Dui Zi, but he has not lost yet!
He asked He Chunhua: "Where are your manpower?"
"There are two thousand more, all for you to use!"
"Okay!" Zhao Pan wiped the water off his face and ordered to summon the elite. Eight hundred people were recruited, and then they joined the Xiazhou Army as the backbone, and unexpectedly rushed to attack the remnants of Nian Zanli.
At this time, whoever comes to his senses first will take advantage. Zhao Pan's flags and drums here frightened the Xunzhou soldiers who had just escaped from the water and scattered and collapsed. On the contrary, the Yuan soldiers saw that their force was strong and quickly came to defect.
While chasing along the way, more and more soldiers were picked up.
I don't know what went wrong at Nian Zanli. The army fled westward along the river. The main flags were all dropped, and they looked particularly hasty.
At this time, Hong Chenglue and others had retreated to a safe forest area, overlooking the battle below from a high place.
Wu Qing stood next to him and sighed: "Both sides are not happy."
The outcome of this battle was really unexpected.
Hong Chenglue raised his head and looked to the east, with a smile finally showing on his face: "It seems that I can return to Bejia ahead of schedule."
He held the comb tightly in his hand.
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The volume of "Atsushi" ends here, and the next chapter enters the new chapter "The Demon's Nest".
2022.11.17
Chapter completed!