Qilian Mountains

Several cavalry armies from the left and right sides of Beiliang, including the White Snow Guards, the Red Flame Army, and the Benlei Battalion, rushed into the Jin Bing camp and ran rampant. Fires broke out everywhere in the camp that stretched for more than ten miles. The two sides had been fighting fiercely all night.

The Jin soldiers who woke up from their sleep desperately met the scimitars of the Northern Liang army. Almost all of them were infantry, and it was difficult for them to form effective resistance in front of the cavalry.

Under the shining sunshine, the corpses of Jin soldiers were everywhere on the ground, and broken limbs and broken arms could be seen everywhere.

More than a dozen Jinbing infantry held shields and formed a small formation tremblingly. The hands holding their spears were covered in cold sweat. Then they were rushed past by a large group of Beiliang cavalry and fell under the sword in the blink of an eye.

Dead soul.

Scenes like this happened on the battlefield all the time, and the Jin soldiers had fallen into a complete rout. Many Jin soldiers had no intention of resisting and fled in all directions.

Inside the Chinese army camp, Wan Yanliang, carrying a long-handled machete, rushed left and right. Although his face was pale and his old injuries had not healed, he still showed the demeanor of a Beijin warrior.

The thousands of cavalry gathered here are the only remaining units that maintain intact organization. The rest of the Jin soldiers have long been fighting on their own under Beiliang's sneak attack.

"General! Retreat! We can't stop it!"

A general covered in blood ran to Wan Yanliang's side and shouted anxiously.

"Don't withdraw!" Wan Yanliang shouted at the top of his lungs: "Your Majesty handed over the Qilian Mountain Camp to me, how could I abandon the defense!"

"We can't hold on any longer, general!" the deputy general said breathlessly: "Soldiers from various military camps have fled. The Northern Liang Army is rushing towards the Chinese Army Camp. If we don't retreat, it will be too late!"

"Yes, General, you can keep the green hills without worrying about having firewood!" The captain of the soldiers also limped to Wan Yanliang's side.

Many of Wan Yanliang's soldiers were killed in the battle, and the situation was already very critical.

"Oh shit."

Wan Yanliang cursed angrily and looked around, only to see the vast Northern Liang cavalry rushing towards the Chinese army camp. The flags of the Northern Liang army were everywhere in his eyes, and the shouts and shouts were deafening.

Wan Yanliang was about to cry, but why did she become Beiliang's real target when she was injured and stayed in the camp to recuperate?

It’s really raining all night when the house leaks!

"General, let's go!"

"Break through! Break out toward Xinchuankou!" Wan Yan shouted with his veins exposed. He knew that there was no point in resisting any longer. The designated Qilian Mountain camp could not be defended.

Thousands of cavalrymen rushed out of the camp gate quickly. Everyone's face was sad, and the arrogant look before had long disappeared.

Wan Yanliang rode out on horseback, enduring the pain from the wound and running wildly.

"careful!"

Suddenly the soldiers' screams rang out in the Jin soldiers' cavalry formation. Wan Yanliang turned his head in shock and saw an overwhelming rain of snow-white arrows falling suddenly, killing many Jin soldiers.

"Hiss~"

Wanyan Liang sat down and his horse was hit by several arrows. After a roar, the horse's hoofs bent, knocking Wanyan Liang to the ground.

Two black-armored cavalry troops, one on the left and one on the right, surrounded them, completely blocking the way for the Jin soldiers to break through.

Wan Yanliang, who was rolling on the ground twice, shouted hoarsely: "Meet the enemy! Don't be messy! Don't be messy!"

But in such a chaotic military formation, how many people could hear Wan Yanliang's shouts, and coupled with the large number of Beiliang troops, the remaining thousands of cavalry were rushed away.

"General, let's go!"

Several personal soldiers helped Wan Yanliang up and ran down a path in large strides. Soon, hundreds of golden soldiers surrounded Wan Yanliang.

Looking at Wan Yanliang's bright armor and huge bald head, no one in the Beiliang cavalry knew that this was a big fish, and more and more Beiliang soldiers began to surround him.

The number of guards beside Wan Yanliang became less and less as the battle progressed, and the situation took a turn for the worse.

Bu Wenshan also noticed this scene in the distance. When he saw the bald man being protected in the crowd, Bu Wenshan was instantly overjoyed. He didn't expect to catch Wan Yanliang.

As soon as Bu Wenshan tightened the reins, the war horse rushed towards the crowd, thrusting out spears along the way, knocking down three or four golden soldiers one after another.

"Da da da~"

The sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer reached Wan Yanliang's ears. The Liaodong coach suddenly turned his head and saw Bu Wenshan's spear approaching.

Wan Yanliang was so angry that he pushed away the guard beside him, hit the big knife with his hand, and shouted angrily:

"Want to kill me?"

The guard who was pushed away hit the war horse, and his chest was completely broken. Wan Yanliang then bent down and slashed, cutting off the hoof of Bu Wenshan's seated war horse.

"thump!"

The war horse fell to the ground with a crash, and Bu Wenshan was also thrown out. However, the brave general used the force to roll the moment he landed, staggering a few steps before stabilizing his body.

"Wan Yanliang! Today I will sacrifice you to my right cavalry officers!"

As soon as Bu Wenshan stabilized his body, he drew his sword and stepped forward.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Wan Yanliang connected with several swords and kept retreating. He was still injured, so he was no match for Bu Wenshan.

"Protect the general!"

Several personal guards around him roared and rushed forward. Bu Wenshan's face was stern, and he stabbed left and right, not hesitating to exchange one sword for another.

In the blink of an eye, Bu Wenshan was stabbed twice, but at his feet lay the bodies of five golden soldiers.

"Now let's see who can protect you!"

Bu Wenshan grinned with his mouth full of blood and rushed towards Wan Yanliang.

This sinister smile made Wanyan Liang's heart and hair tremble, but he didn't think too much and roared and brandished the big knife.

When Bu Wenshan rushed in front of Wan Yanliang, he suddenly bent over and slashed his scalp with the blade of the knife. At the same time, he slashed Wan Yan Liang's waist and abdomen with the Beiliang knife in his hand.

"Ah~"

A shrill scream rang out, and Wan Yanliang vomited blood and fell to his knees.

Bu Wenshan took a breath, took two steps, kicked his right foot on the ground and jumped up high:

"drink!"

Wan Yanliang raised his head silently and looked at the approaching figure. Blood was seeping out from the corner of his mouth, and he could no longer raise the sword in his hand.

"Pfft!"

A fierce knife struck Wan Yanliang directly on the head. The eyes of the Marshal of the Liaodong Army in Beijin were completely dim, and his body collapsed to the ground, dying.

"Huh~"

Bu Wenshan, who beheaded Wan Yanliang, let out a long breath and lay on the ground with his knife in his hand, breathing heavily.

Soon Xue Meng and Xie Xiaolei rushed over. When they saw Bu Wenshan lying on the ground, they were startled and quickly turned over and dismounted.

"Are you okay?"

Xue Meng said in surprise.

"Hey, it's okay."

Bu Wenshan struggled to sit up, grinning and pointing at the body on the ground next to him.

"This is? Wan Yanliang!" Xie Xiaolei said in shock.

"Haha! Brother Bu, this is a big fish. You have done a great job!" Xue Meng laughed and patted Bu Wenshan: "Originally, I wanted to challenge him, but now it seems I don't have the chance.

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"Two generals, I think you two can handle it on your own." Xie Xiaolei said jokingly.

Bu Wenshan stood up with Xue Meng's support, looking up to the sky and laughing: "Haha! Let's go! Clean up the battlefield!"

Autumn of the fourth year of Jingtai

Marshal Wan Yanliang of the Northern Jin Dynasty and Liaodong Army was killed in the Qilian Mountains, and the Northern Liang Army killed nearly 40,000 Jin soldiers!
Chapter completed!