Murong Yong smiled slightly and shook his head: "King Zhongshan is waiting for them outside. We have eaten so much meat today, so we have to give them some soup. Clean the battlefield and remember to strip away all the equipment of the Qin army.
These are all good things!”
Yang Ding's body was covered with more than twenty densely packed feather arrows. Thanks to the double layer of heavy armor on his body, such a serious injury still prevented him from falling off the horse. Blood flowed from all his wounds.
, through the close-fitting silk underwear and two layers of large armor, it flowed all over the body.
From the moment he encountered the ambush, he and Li Bian and Peng Zihe ran away. Even Fang Tian's painted halberd fell due to an arrow in his right wrist. At this moment, Yang Ding only felt
His own strength and energy were rapidly lost with the loss of this blood. What kept him from falling was just the last thought: There are more than 10,000 cavalry outside the camp. No matter what, lead them, lead them to kill.
Go back and leave the last bit of strength for Da Qin!
But when Yang Ding rushed out of the gate of the camp, he found that the grassland in front of him was densely packed with countless cavalry, arrayed in front, with fierce military flags. The men and horses were all wearing heavy armor. They were sitting on the horses in full armor, holding long weapons.
The red tassels on the tens of thousands of knights' helmets are fluttering in the wind like burning flames.
Yang Ding was overjoyed and said quickly: "Brothers, form the formation and follow me again..."
Before he finished speaking, he immediately stopped, and his face fell to the ground with his mouth wide open in surprise, because he discovered that the military flag in front of him was not that of the Qin Army, but that of the Xiyan Army!
Murong Yong's handsome but sinister face appeared in front of Yang Ding: "General Yang, nice to meet you!"
Dusk, Chang'an, North City, City Head, Liu Yu looked gloomy, looking at Yang Ding who was tied up with five flowers, stripped of his clothes and armor, transported on an ox cart, and was slowly being transported in front of the city moat three miles away.
As the ground swam by, more than 100,000 heavily armed Xiyan troops lined up behind the bullock cart in high spirits. Murong Chong and Murong Yong walked side by side, with triumphant smiles on their faces, constantly following their subordinates.
He waved his hand, and in front of each Yan Army flag, there were piled up the heads of the Qin Army, which looked like a small hill. They were bloody and bloody, symbolizing the gains of the Yan Army in this battle, while nearly 10,000 Qin soldiers in single clothes looked downcast.
The military prisoners were surrounded into several large groups, sitting on the ground, frightened, with horror in their eyes.
Fu Jian's eyes were sparkling with tears and he kept shaking his head: "How could this happen? How could this happen? Thirty thousand fine knights alone, thirty thousand fine knights! How could it be, how could it be like this, just in one day?
so…………"
When he said this, his voice became choked and he could no longer say a word.
Murong Lan sighed softly: "According to several small schools who fought desperately to break out of the siege, the three generals Yang Ding, Peng Zihe, and Li Bian fell into the Yan army's plan and led their troops into the Xi Yan army's compound.
In the camp, they were attracted by the Yan army's baggage, scattered and looted the baggage and equipment, and lost their organization. However, the Yan army, with nearly 100,000 people, had long been ambushing in the tunnels under the camp. When the order was given, they quickly
He launched an attack on the ground, and all the cavalry and infantry came out, followed by various traps, tripping ropes, horse-blocking ropes, etc. Without the organization and cavalry, it was impossible to launch an assault in this small space, and the fire he set was broken.
On the retreat, in less than an hour, the nearly 20,000 cavalrymen in the camp were wiped out, more than 10,000 were beheaded, and 6,000 were captured."
Fu Jian's face was filled with tears, and his lips were trembling: "Then, what about the more than ten thousand cavalrymen outside the camp? Could it be that they were also ambushed?"
Liu Yu sighed: "Murong Chong led nearly 20,000 armored cavalrymen and raided the troops outside the camp. Marshal Yang himself was not there. The leading generals could not resist the Yan army's armored cavalrymen, so the troops were attacked inside the camp.
At that time, the troops outside the camp were also quickly defeated. Most of those small schools who escaped and came back to report the news were from outside the camp. Only one escaped from the camp and came back with them."
Fu Jian shook his head in disbelief: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! The Xiyan army can only fight 110,000 to 20,000 people. This is a fact that we all know. You said that there are 100,000 ambushes in the camp.
Murong Chong also brought 20,000 armored cavalry, could it be that those attacking the city from the front were ghosts?"
Liu Yu shook his head: "This is the brilliance of the Yan army. They only used trebuchets to attack the city and did not dispatch infantry to directly climb the city wall. To operate the trebuchet, you do not necessarily need elite sergeants. Even women and old men can do it."
, Murong Chong made the siege of the city very loud without actually attacking, just to make Yang Ding believe that he had attacked the city with all his strength. In fact, all their combat troops were used to deal with these 30,000 cavalry. This
A battle was lost from the very beginning, it was just a question of how many troops could be brought back!"
Fu Jian closed his eyes in pain for a long time before murmuring: "How are the three generals?"
Liu Yu pointed at Yang Ding, who was lying on an ox cart in front of the Yan army formation with his eyes closed, as if he were dead, and said: "Yang Ding should still be alive, otherwise it wouldn't be his body that appears outside the city.
But the head. As for Li Bian and Peng Zihe, they had better luck. The sergeant who reported the news said that they had gathered more than two thousand scattered soldiers and fled to the west of the city in the direction of Jiuyuanwu."
Fu Jian sighed: "That's a granary that Gu ordered Li Bian to run before. It must be because they were defeated so badly that they didn't dare to come back, or they lost confidence in Gu, so they didn't even dare to say hello, so they fled like this.
Liu Yu, this is more terrifying than losing 30,000 fine cavalry, because it shows that my soldiers have lost their confidence and fighting spirit!"
Quan Yi, who was standing next to Fu Jian, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "King of Heaven, no matter what, Li Bian and Peng Zihe's family should be severely punished according to military law. They are deserters and traitors. If they are not punished according to the law,
My family, I'm afraid that military discipline will not be maintained and military morale will not be restrained in the future!"
Fu Jian shook his head and opened his eyes: "It was Gu, it was Gu's blind confidence that allowed them to attack, which led to this defeat. Li Bian and Peng Zihe tried their best. They fled out of fear and shame and did not surrender to the enemy.
, I think that if a miracle happens in the future and the situation can be reversed, they will come back. The difference between Gu and the Yan thieves outside the city is that Gu is a human being, not a beast, and he will only treat Gu's people and people with kindness and justice.
Soldiers!"
Murong Chong's voice suddenly sounded, this time in Di language, with incomparable arrogance and pride: "People in the city, listen up, if you follow Fu Jian, you will end up like this. Those who are enemies of Dayan will only die!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand high, and then swung it down fiercely, as if he was beheading, and his voice was filled with murderous intent and death intent: "All the troops obeyed the order and captured the Qin army.