"Long live my Daxia Kingdom!!" The soldiers roared, drew their swords together, and roared constantly, and the dazzling light flashed continuously.
Thousands of war horses neighed, raising the atmosphere to the extreme.
Five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters...
Boom!
Some of the Jurchens came to kill and collided with the guards formed by the Shenji Camp. Blood mist splattered, people were overturned, and horses were overturned, extremely tragic.
"Kill them all!!"
"Protect Your Majesty and cover the banner without falling!" The captain of the Shenji Camp roared and slashed the Jurchen leader's shoulder with a knife, and he was stabbed into the ribs with a spear.
When marching and fighting, the banner is the most important thing. Once it falls, it means that the main business is defeated and the general is beheaded, causing disarray in the army.
Even, it is impossible to send effective signals to hundreds of thousands of troops.
Puff puff puff...
Qin Yun cut three people in a row, led the team to block the gap, staining the battle robe with blood, which was breathtaking.
For a time, two thousand people were like twenty thousand people, killing the Jurchens so hard that they could not cross half a step.
In addition, reinforcements came back from the chaotic battlefield ahead and attacked each other in an instant, giving the enemy a head-on attack.
In this way, the two sides fought for another hour.
The number of casualties continued to soar, and all the corpses were seen. The smell of light was full of blood, which made people disgusted. The corpses broke in the sea of blood, and the military flags ignited a raging fire.
The army collided, and you went back and forth.
The generals encounter it, and the fight is terrible!
In this battle alone, I am afraid that ordinary generals of the Restoration Army will fall.
The Daxia side was quite restrained, had high military qualities and discipline, and had many serious injuries, but not many died directly.
At least Qin Ci, Liu Wanshi's general, Qin Yun has not heard of anyone who has been killed in battle.
Jingyi had seen wars, but she had never seen hundreds of thousands of people fighting here. Her beautiful eyes were difficult to calm down, and she even felt a little nauseous, feeling her own insignificance.
He murmured to himself: "Shura Purgatory."
Wang Min noticed Jingyi very early, and glanced at her coldly when she heard this: "You are not suitable for this place, nor are you suitable for him, so where can you go back?"
Jing Yi's plain clothes floated and said lightly: "Are you suitable?"
"You have purgatory in your heart, and you kill for the sake of killing, but he has the pure land in your heart, and killing stops killing. The two cannot be said in the same way."
"Do you really think anyone needs a woman like you?"
Upon hearing this, a cold and jealousy flashed across Wang Min's peach blossom eyes.
"You were tentative in one sentence, and it seems that you are his new woman."
"I warn you that no one can interfere in my affairs with him, and no one is qualified to make any noise, otherwise the consequences will be borne by themselves!"
Jingyi nun is simple and elegant, standing in this chaotic battlefield, very calm and did not even pay attention to Wang Min.
She is not having a good temper, but she is just compassionate and has a heavy mood.
Otherwise, with her Master Miejue's approach, she would probably be able to go up and fight.
Wang Min was unhappy and wanted to say something. Suddenly her eyes flashed, then she was shocked and looked hard at the end of the horizon in the distance.
Not only her, but also all the Jinyiwei also looked at it tightly.
"Then, is that the banner of Shenji Camp?"
"like……"
"How could the banner of Shenji Camp go to the rear of the Restoration Army? It's impossible." A murmur came everywhere, a little uncertain, and his eyes could not see clearly, and could only see it in vaguely.
On the side, Old Feng narrowed his turbid eyes, looked for a while, and then his eyes magnified and exclaimed: "It's Shenji Camp, it's Shenji Camp!"
"Your Majesty, General Mule has arrived!"
"He killed from behind, and he saw the flag words!"
The old man almost lost his composure and shouted loudly, extremely excited.
The sound reached Qin Yun, who was organizing a fight. He grabbed the Jurchen cavalry's neck and stabbed it hard into the abdomen with a knife.
"ah!"
The Jurchens screamed and fell off their horses.
He panted and looked at the end of the horizon. At the end of the vast battlefield, a group of black cavalrymen were in a cone shape and headed towards Wanyan Honglie's chariot and flag.
The charge with extremely fast speed and almost no retreat, and moves forward!
"Ale, it's his 30,000 people!"
"Hurry up, catch the letter flag, let Ale kill the flag at all costs and arrest Wanyan Honglie and Fanyin!" He roared, extremely excited.
The so-called capturing the king first is to capture these two people. As long as you deal with these two people, the 300,000 Restoration Army will definitely be defeated and lose the opportunity to this battle.
At this moment, the fighting guards reacted and were overjoyed when they heard this!
"yes!"
"Hurry, take the signal flag!" The scout roared and climbed up to the commanding heights frantically. More than a dozen people waved the signal flag together.
Under the blue sky and the sun, the huge signal flag is very obvious, even if it is standing among hundreds of thousands of troops.
Rumble, the horse gallops.
Mu Le was swooping, with dusty face on his face, and the Fangtian Painted Ridge in his hand kept trembling in the wind.
"Look at General, look at the signal flag of Your Majesty's tent!" Someone roared.
Mu Le raised his head, his pupils shook, and immediately gritted his teeth. A terrifying evil aura appeared in his eyes. He shouted: "Your Majesty has an order to kill the flag and capture the emperor!"
"If you don't succeed, you will be successful!"
"Those who dare to take a step back will be killed without mercy!"
"Yes, yes!" Thirty thousand cavalry roared, like crazy waves hitting the sea, and rushed straight towards the location where Wanyan Honglie was.
There were only about 10,000 guards beside him, and almost 300,000 other people were almost all put into the battlefield, and it would be difficult to return to defense for a while.
But once you return to defense, Mu Le's 30,000 people may be trampled to death. Such a difference in numbers cannot be compensated by force and courage.
The evil spirit soared into the sky and the iron hooves roared, which quickly attracted the attention of Wanyan Honglie Guard.
"No, no, your Majesty, there are really Daxia troops coming to attack!"
"They came around from the rear."
"What should I do? The army is all sent out!" The Jurchens looked pale and scared to death.
"What?" Wanyan Honglie walked out of the chariot in horror.
“How many of them have?”
"About 30,000!" The soldier in a military uniform knelt on the ground and said fearfully.
Wanyan Honglie's scarlet eyes were furious: "Thirty thousand people dare to come to rob the camp. Are the Daxia troops all crazy?!"
"It's so angry that I'm so angry!"
Bang!
He kicked the wooden railing with one foot, held a sword in his hand, and roared: "Blow the horn, and quickly adjust 20,000 people from the Second Beacon Battalion to return to help to fight them!"
He was very angry. Thirty thousand people dared to encircle the back of 300,000 people. It was like Qin Yun slapped him in the face.
The second camp of Fenghuo was closest to him and was soon transferred back.
Moreover, this is a division of his Liberation Army, similar to the "noble army", which uses the best of everything, and he also chooses brave and good at fighting.
"Yes, yes!" All the soldiers in military uniforms trembled and rushed to send a message in a hurry, very uneasy about the sudden appearance of the 30,000 troops.