Chapter 786 The wolf is coming, it is hanging down!
"What's going on?"
"The battle formation has been broken open!"
Murong Hong, who was running hastily for his life in the battle formation, never expected that the tight battle formation was not broken open at all, but torn open from the middle!
They don't care about cavalry charges or flanking attacks, and they don't pay attention to them at all.
In the face of the frenzied killing, tactics were not important at all. Murong Hong should feel lucky. So far, he had no idea that these Di Qin warriors, who seemed to have been beaten to death, were actually targeting General Murong himself.
If he knew about it, he would probably be so frightened that he would fall off his horse and be trampled to death by the rebels!
"General Yang, look, that person looks like Murong Hong!" A soldier spotted Murong Hong and reported immediately.
The layout is still not open!
General Yang has already made it clear that the battle merit can be given to them. Whoever kills Murong Hong will get the credit.
Why are you still so clueless? A huge achievement just flew away from you!
Ordinary soldiers, after all, are much more loyal and simple. When they see the target, they don't dare to stand alone, and they even report to the general.
Now the opportunity has been given to Yang Baihua, right or not?
Can you kill Murong Hong with your own hands?
Yang Baihua was boiling with murderous intent. After killing more than twenty Xianbei soldiers in a row, he could no longer tell what his initial target was.
I only know how to rush, I only know how to kill!
Kill whoever blocks the way!
Regardless of whether he is a general or a soldier, everyone will die!
After a while, his face was covered with blood, and his vision was covered with blood. Yang Baihua wiped it carefully, and finally his eyes became clearer.
"yes!"
"It's Murong Hong!"
Even if this guy's appearance turned into ashes, Yang Baihua would not be mistaken.
"Bros!"
"Follow me!" Yang Baihua roared, and the Qin soldiers rushed forward like wolves and tigers!
General Yang is still a decent man and has brothers in his heart. When he got the news, he did not hide it alone, but shared it with all the brothers.
When it comes to making meritorious deeds, everyone must rely on their own abilities.
And where is Murong Hong now?
We are trying to retreat in the midst of the chaos, but we can't!
Yang Baihua locked him in with one glance.
He rushed forward, threw the spear to his entourage, and replaced it with a long knife.
In close combat, this thing is still good.
Looking at the silver sword, Yang Baihua thought like this.
There are still several layers of human walls blocking Murong Hong's position. Murong Hong has now turned his back, trying to push away the soldiers blocking his retreat.
This scourge!
His weapon was not pointed at the enemy, but at his own people!
A man like this is actually the commander-in-chief of an army. I don't know whether it's because the soldiers in this group are suffering extraordinarily hard, or because Xianbei has long since lost hope and has no generals at all.
Yang Baihua couldn't control much. Anyone who appeared in front of him was an enemy and he could just kill them.
He doesn't have to worry about getting the wrong target.
They were about to approach Murong Hong, but at this moment, Murong was still concentrating on retreating and was unconscious.
Beside Yang Baihua, his followers had automatically and consciously retreated behind him. Although no one asked them to do so, they still did so.
This is the rule in the military.
unbreakable!
Fortunately, they can believe that with Yang Baihua's ability, it is more than enough to deal with Murong Hong.
Especially when attacking from behind, there is almost no chance of failure.
Around Yang Baihua, his followers are trying their best to help him remove obstacles so that he has no worries, and Yang Baihua will naturally not disappoint his followers.
He had already raised the steel knife, but there was only a layer of barrier in front of him.
It was a group of cavalry. I don't know if they followed Murong Hong specifically to protect him, or if they accidentally bumped into Murong Hong.
The situation was very chaotic, and the soldiers, whether they were Di people or Xianbei people, were all furious.
When seeing soldiers with different armor than their own, they would pull out their weapons and attack them with all their strength. As for the final result of such a fight, no one had the time to seriously think about it.
As long as you can kill more enemies and save your own life, that's good.
The cavalry soldiers charged hard and moved the front line forward little by little, and the infantry did not give up much. Although their combat effectiveness was worse than that of the cavalry and their equipment could not keep up, they were still fighting bravely and did not slack off at all.
These Xianbei infantry are somewhat different from ordinary infantry. They have experienced hundreds of battles and are rich in experience. Their equipment is already quite sophisticated compared to the infantry of other tribes.
Except for the group of Xianbei soldiers that Murong Chui took away, the current group of Xianbei soldiers at the foot of Yecheng are the most capable.
As long as they are given enough time and enough battlefields, there is almost no fortress that they cannot conquer.
Therefore, if Ye City cannot be taken, then there is something wrong with the general, in other words, there is something wrong with Murong Hong.
Although, he has always had problems.
It's totally embarrassing.
Yang Baihua gradually approached Murong Hong, and the cavalry blocking them were either killed or went to chase other Di Qin cavalry.
In short, Yang Baihua's goal gradually became clear.
He raised the long knife above his head and took a deep breath.
Kill!
Yang Baihua did not deny that it was also his wish to kill Murong Hong.
Although Murong Hong was relatively good at fighting, he was still considered a leader of the enemy army. Killing him would naturally be a great achievement.
He was also able to straighten his back in front of Fu Pi.
In the future, if nothing else, Yang Baihua's position in the city of Yecheng will be more stable and even prosperous.
Nowadays, Di Qin's court cannot be counted on. Although the Di brothers are still working hard to maintain the power of the dynasty, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this once powerful and arrogant dynasty has completely collapsed.
In the future, there may be two endings.
One, naturally the worst, is that Di Qin completely collapsed, and the Di people were scattered in all directions, gradually crippled, and had no place to stand in the Central Plains.
The other kind is the luck among misfortunes.
Although Di Qin could not return to its heyday, it gathered strength, shrank its territory, still occupied a small area, and established a small court, which finally allowed the Di people to have a place to live.
Now, this is what Yang Baihua has in mind.
Establish a small separate court in exchange for a prominent status and gain fame.
So, he attacked!
Target Murong Hong!
This fool is the most suitable person to fulfill Yang Baihua's journey of success.
Murong Hong was only focused on running for his life and did not notice that the danger behind him was gradually approaching.
Yang Baihua’s opportunity has arrived!
This is almost his best chance to succeed. After passing this village, there will be no such store!
However, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly and is full of incredible possibilities.
Until the last second, you may not have thought the ending would be like that.
In this chaotic Yecheng battlefield, can Yang Baihua get what he wants?
Can this little mantis catch the cicada of his dreams?
Behind him, will there be an oriole waiting for an opportunity?
The time has come, Yang Baihua is about to take action, and the followers around him are also ready and gripping their weapons.
However, right now!
At the critical moment!
The accident still happened!
"What...what's going on?"
"Why step back?"
The first thing to notice the abnormality was Yang Baihua's entourage. The Di Qin soldiers, who had been progressing very smoothly, planned to go straight to Huanglong and raid the Xianbei tent on Songfeng!
At the beginning, the battle was fought beautifully and smoothly. Under the cover of the flying arrows from the city tower, although the Qin soldiers still did not have an advantage overall, they were still full of confidence and could deal a heavy blow to the Xianbei people.
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However, it seems that they have been fighting with the wind for a long time, and after a long time, they become a little confused.
Is there only one enemy in Yecheng now?
Are there only one Xianbei people?
If the Xianbei people only had so little strength, why did Fu Pi travel thousands of miles to invite the Jin army to help?
The Qin soldiers who were halfway through the attack suddenly discovered that their battle formation had a tendency to compress toward the center.
And what caused this strange situation was the new enemy!
Murong Chui!
"Is that the Xianbei Army?"
Yang Baihua put down his sword and watched as Murong Hong slipped away from his eyes. Then, another discovery shocked him so much that he had no time to regret.
The entourage nodded: "It is indeed the Xianbei Army." Although the soldiers did not know what the famous Murong Chui looked like, they could recognize the armor and dress of the Xianbei Army.
It is definitely the Xianbei Army!
"How did they get ahead of us?"
"Could it be that we have been outflanked?" The first thing the followers thought of was this possibility, and they immediately panicked.
The number of people who came out was not very large to begin with. If the Xianbei people took advantage of them, wouldn't they become sandwich meat pies?
But, how is it possible?
The number of Xianbei regiments is indeed considerable, but according to my observation just now, most of them still stayed in the big tent and did not rush down the mountain.
Where did these people come from?
The followers were momentarily confused by the situation in front of them.
"Murong Chui!"
"It's Murong Chui's reinforcements coming!"
"broken!"
Yang Baihua roared, immediately waking everyone up.
Murong Chui, that terrifying enemy arrived as expected. The soldiers may not recognize him, but it is impossible for Yang Baihua not to recognize him.
His majestic appearance and the long scar running across his face made him unrecognizable even if he wanted to.
To put it bluntly, even if you don't recognize Murong Chui's people, you will definitely not be able to recognize the troops he brought out.
The combat effectiveness is incredible, and the morale of the soldiers is even higher.
Whenever you see such a well-trained tiger and wolf warrior, especially one from Xianbei, there is no need to doubt that it must have been brought by Murong Chui.
And his army is already here, can he still be far away?
"not good!"
"Murong Chui is here, retreat quickly!"
Seeing Murong Chui, Yang Baihua immediately realized that something was wrong, and the first thing he thought of was to turn around and run away.
However, if you want to run away, it's not that easy.
The Xianbei Army had already crossed the gates of Ye City to outflank them, and it was only at this time that Yang Baihua saw clearly how many people under Murong Chui's command.
The mighty army marched towards Yecheng. Suddenly, there were twenty to thirty thousand people!
so many people!
Is Murong Chui here to support or to seize territory?
Under the squeeze of such a large army, Di Qin's legions were outflanked. However, what is even more frightening is that the Qin soldiers have already discovered Murong Chui. Where are the Xianbei people?
Where are Murong Hong, Murong De and the others?
Can they still not recognize their own people?
Murong Hong, who was already preparing to run away in embarrassment and lost all his shame, suddenly turned around and saw the familiar flag, and immediately became nervous.
Murong Xiaochuimai!
You finally came!
I guess you, old boy, are wise!
Of course, he was the most familiar with his family. Among the chaotic crowd, Murong Hong saw Murong Chui's figure at a glance.
Extremely accurate.
No need to run away!
"Uncle, Hong'er is here!"
No matter what his seniority was, he was still an uncle. Murong Hong flicked off his riding whip and galloped away.
I want to run to you!
Little hammer!
Murong Hong had a hunch that as long as he could merge with Murong Chui, his life would be guaranteed.
He wears a red tassel on his head, wears tiger armor, holds a two-foot-long spear in his hand, and rides a chestnut-black horse, galloping under his legs.
Although Murong Chui is old, his combat prowess is still outstanding among the heroes, and his reputation has become a legend in both the north and the south.
When he appears on the battlefield, he is the one who attracts the most attention.
Even the enemy's bows and arrows circled around him.
Fu Pi on the tower was furious and slapped the wall of the parapet, wishing he could push all these blind archers down!
"How do you get your eyes?"
"Can't you see my instructions?"
Of course Fu Pi knew Murong Chui, and he would not forget his appearance even if he turned into ashes. Murong Chui had just appeared within the confines of Yecheng when Fu Pi discovered him.
He immediately directed the archers to fire arrows at Murong Chui.
Not only the archers were scolded by Fu Pi, but also the cavalry and infantry who attacked outside did not receive any praise.
Fu Pi cursed and blamed them for not discovering Murong Chui's traces early.
Why couldn't he be kept out of Yecheng?
Let’s not mention the archers for the moment, the other soldiers died unjustly.
They did not receive such an order at the beginning. In addition, the biggest enemy at present is the five thousand elite soldiers led by Murong Hong.
They were trying their best to fight Murong Hong, but unexpectedly, another group of people appeared behind them.
As a general, Fu Pi cannot predict the future, so how can he ask others?
Everyone has complaints in their hearts, but they dare not express them.
Who dares to explain?
Who is not afraid of Fu Pi's power?
So, I could only hold my breath and keep silent and let him scold me.
Since there is no way to block it, we can only find another way.
Fu Pi was not a fool. He immediately directed the archers to fire arrows wildly at Murong Chui in the crowd. He would point here and there.
He was so busy that he pitied these archers, who were manipulated by his blind command. They would aim at this person and then at that person, unable to settle down for a moment.
When shooting like this, it would be difficult for an ordinary cavalryman to hit, let alone the brave and skilled Murong Chui.
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