"When Wanyan Honglie was furious, he attacked the whole army regardless of his fatigue, and he was disorganized. This is your chance to defeat him with one blow, otherwise you will suffer greater losses if the long-term battle is over."
"And Fanyin, can you really feel sorry for her?" She said coldly with her eyes.
Qin Yun naturally understood this truth, but he still didn't believe it, and narrowed his eyes and said, "The starting point is different, you just fear that the world will not be in chaos."
"In your style, there must be some other plan!"
Wang Min looked at him coldly with Taohua's eyes: "I don't know the good people's hearts!"
"You haven't answered my question yet, what are your plans?" Qin Yun felt more and more like this. Wang Min must have made a comeback. Everything she did was too unusual. In the past, this woman was probably doing something wrong again.
Wang Min smiled disdainfully: "You have surrounded me with thousands of troops. What else do you think I can have?"
"Master your war well. If you can't let the energy of the Lightning Army lose its energy, it will be difficult for you to come."
"Hmph!" Qin Yun snorted coldly and turned to look at the battlefield.
She was right. If the Restoration Army was still defeated, they would definitely not dare to fight. No one could stop so many people from escaping.
After escaping, the land will be split into kings, and the Jurchens will directly appear two regimes, and it will take a long time to wipe out them all.
I saw that the battlefield was completely chaotic, and the twelve cavalry of Yanyun charged and cut in the enemy formation, and countless casualties were injured.
The Shenji Camp went against the trend and massacred and advanced!
The Jurchens fought hard and had a huge number of people to temporarily block them.
In the middle, corpses were everywhere, blood flowed into a river, and countless broken limbs and arms were piled up, which was shocking.
Bang!
A chariot overturned and crushed many Jurchens to death.
Their military uniforms seemed to be made of paper and could not protect their bodies at all.
puff!
"Ah!!" Shocking screamed.
Qin Ci stabbed a general of the Liberation Army with one spear, and provoked it with one arm, and blood flowed like a lot, which was extremely terrifying.
Qin Yun and Wanyan Honglie both watched the battlefield and saw this scene. Their faces were different.
"Hahaha!"
"Beat the drum to cheer for King Shunxun!"
"yes!"
Dongdongdongdongdongdong!
The dull war drum spread all over the world, gradually becoming rapid and high, igniting the blood of the soldiers: "The prince is mighty, the prince is mighty!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Rumble.
The huge battlefield was pushed forward again, and the Restoration Army was killed and retreated at least three meters.
Qin Ci threw out the tall corpse, and the corpse smashed over many Jurchens. His long hair dyed blood, like a god of killing: "Juchen ants are useless!"
He rushed to fight freely, no one could take it, and those who didn't know thought it was Mu Le.
Wanyan Honglie held Fanyin in the carriage, and his face turned dark when he saw this scene: "Who can kill him, who can kill him!!"
He yelled, completely breaking his face.
There is only one chance of survival in this war, and there is no dispute over peace.
"I'll go!" Wanyan Zungu roared, holding a white horse, holding a silver spear, and was so conspicuous in the battlefield stained with black and blood.
He rode his horse, his momentum was impressive, and he rumbled into the army of 100,000.
Not long ago, he did not fight with Qin Ci, but was forced to retreat under formal pressure. Otherwise, he would have been involved in an army of more than 100,000. The large troops of the Restoration Army arrived and could not save him.
Not long after, the two met in a chaotic battle.
When the spear hits, the shock continues.
Many soldiers retreated one after another, and the two of them also shot a shocking light, as if they were underestimating each other.
The word "Prince" conceals Qin Ci's ability, and those who dare to ride a white robe and a white horse are definitely not good people. This is almost a law. White robe and a white horse will not end well, but ruthless people often don't believe it, and they often have to try it.
try.
"kill!!"
"Kill!"
Bang bang bang bang...
A fierce melee has begun, with generals and soldiers against soldiers.
If it weren't for too many people, Qin Yun had to command the battle and would go down to fight. The emperor's army would be invincible.
All night, mountains and rivers cried and roared non-stop.
The troops of both sides fought like this, from night to dawn, to the first ray of light in the morning light, leaving behind endless corpses, and blood had dyed the earth red.
Qin Yun's voice also sounded hoarse. Although he started a battle and was mainly strong, he could gain greater advantages when changing formations frequently.
The blood and qi of the sky, screaming in the sky, and the golden swords and iron horses collided, but they still remained unfading.
But at this moment, the advantages of the Xia army were already very obvious. The 170,000 army formed by the Shenji Camp and the 12 Cavalry of Yanyun were simply a nightmare for aliens.
Even without the red cannon, the Restoration Army was still fucked in pieces, and the number of people killed in battle was twice that of Daxia.
"Report!"
"Your Majesty, the three generals Duoyan, all died in battle."
"There are also eight generals of Longqi, all of whom are missing. I don't know whether they are dead or alive!"
The person who spoke was very ugly. It would be fine if the number of people lost a little more, but the general level continued to fall, and the senior generals of Daxia were basically not here either!
Wanyan Honglie's face turned pale and he was a little hit.
Fanyin was furious and screamed out of control: "What about them? What about them!"
The scout trembled: "They also suffered some losses, but they were not so exaggerated."
"The banner of King Shunxun is still there. General Wanyan Zungu seems to have not taken advantage of it, and he has already rushed to fight."
Hearing these news, many generals and staff of the Restoration Army were silent and looked ugly.
Before they could speak, a scout suddenly rushed out of the battlefield, with a panic on his face and shouted: "Your Majesty, it's not good!"
"The little Marquis Wanyan Lei was dragged to death by the twelve generals of Yan Yun with their war horses, and their bodies remained!"
As soon as the words came to an end, the audience was shocked.
Wanyan Lei is considered a prince and has a blood relationship with Wanyan Honglie. He was persecuted and forced to leave his hometown and was just found.
Wanyan Honglie cared about this younger brother very much and entrusted the military power, but now...
"What did you say?!"
Wanyan Honglie stood up suddenly, his face turned red and his hair was angrily angry.
"It's true. Your Majesty, it's the will of the Emperor of Daxia. Don't rush to death with a war horse to shock our army!" The scout said in fear.
"ah!!"
Wanyan Honglie roared and kicked the wooden railing over, and the blue veins were exposed: "Qin Yun, hurt my lover, kill my brother, I will not be avenged if I don't take this revenge!"
"Come on, the rear army will be held with one hundred thousand, bet!"
"Go straight to the main flag of Daxia!"
The next army of 100,000 arrived later last night, and it happened to be 300,000 people, which can be said to be twice as many as Daxia in terms of number.
Everyone trembled when they heard this: "Your Majesty, is it inappropriate..."
"These 100,000 people are close to you to protect your safety. If another army appears at this time, it will be a big trouble."
"Yes, it's too gamble."
"Although we suffer a loss, we can still win on the main battlefield. One hundred thousand troops are better as mobile troops."