The Imperial Imperial Guards opposite the Guards Division had their battle line pushed back more than two hundred meters due to their huge strength advantage.
In just twenty minutes, their defeat was unstoppable.
More than 5,000 soldiers from the Guards Division directly chased the Imperial Guards ahead. The Jinwu Guard's supervising team could not prevent the defeat, and even the supervising team began to flee.
If you don't follow and escape, you will either be trampled to death by the rebel army, or you will be hacked to death by Yong's army.
No one wants to die. If the legs grow on him, he will naturally run away.
The imperial army in front of the Guards Department only accounts for one-tenth of the entire military formation, but it is the most important part.
This place was defeated, creating a defensive gap for the imperial army. The Yong army who was still crossing the river naturally rushed here.
The Yong army that crossed the river this time only numbered 70,000, but they were not at all intimidated by the 200,000 imperial army.
"Brothers of the 18th Guards, the time has come to make contributions, move forward..." Commander Liu Shan issued the order.
The predecessor of the Eighteenth Guard was the Forbidden Army Shenwu Left Guard.
Under Liu Shan's call, these soldiers had a high fighting spirit, which was far different from what they had been in the imperial court before.
After returning to Prince Yong's Mansion, their living conditions have improved. The most important thing is that they have hope for life, which can naturally stimulate their will to fight.
What's more, the most difficult hurdle at the moment has been overcome by the Guards Division. They are just fighting against the wind.
At this moment, a soldier from the front shouted: "The flag in front is... Kingo's left guard!"
The left and right prison guards and the left and right Jinwu guards were the emperor's most trusted troops, and were called the upper four guards by the outside world.
Although they are both members of the Forbidden Army, as members of the top four guards, the Jinwu Guards have always looked down upon their other colleagues.
In front of the military formation, a thousand households shouted: "His grandma's Jinwu Guards have wanted to beat them before, but today they finally got the chance!"
"Brothers, defeat them!"
"Defeat them!" Qianhu shouted, causing the soldiers below to echo loudly.
Seeing that his men's fighting spirit was high, Liu Shan from behind took the "trumpet" and said with encouragement: "Brothers, defeat these people in the imperial court, and good days will come!"
"Long live His Highness King Yong..."
People like Shenwuwei have been shouting the slogan "Long live King Yong" a lot recently.
Although they had not been loyal to the palace for a long time, after seeing the miracle that night, all the soldiers believed from the bottom of their hearts that King Yong was the man sent by God to end the troubled times.
Therefore, they easily integrated into the palace and felt the weight of "Long Live King Yong".
"Long live His Highness King Yong..."
The slogans are highly concise and explosive, and also bring the soldiers' fighting spirit to its peak.
Full of belief in victory, they rushed towards Kingo's left guard with weapons in hand.
A month ago, if it was a head-on confrontation, people like Shenwuwei would most likely not be able to defeat Jinwuwei.
But today, seeing the Shenwu Guards rushing towards them like wolves and tigers in front of them, Kingo's left guard couldn't even hold on for two minutes.
The rout occurred, just like the main force of the army in front of the Guards Division.
Immediately afterwards, it was a simple pursuit to the north and defeated the second batch of formations formed by the defeated soldiers.
I have to say that Lu Liqing has two skills.
He expected that the leading army might be defeated, so he set up a second and third line of defense so that the fleeing soldiers could be collected as soon as possible and then continue to block the advancing Yong army.
On the other side, Zhao Yanxun and three vassal kings had already docked in a boat.
The war on the river bank has ended, the smell of blood fills the air, and the corpses on the ground all tell the story of the cruelty of war.
The river was rushing, and the sound of fighting could still be heard vaguely from the front, which meant that the cruel war was still going on.
On the Jishui River, hundreds of boats were still running, ferrying Yong's troops across the river who had not yet crossed the river.
The war has been going on for nearly an hour now, and the people crossing the river are already cavalry.
As soon as he got off the boat, Zhao Yanxun stepped onto the sand of the river beach, leaving footprints with every step he took, blending in with the existing messy footprints.
Surrounding him were the subordinates of Zhang Meng and Hu Dabiao. Several hundred people were walking within a radius of fifty meters to ensure the safety of Zhao Yanxun and the others.
Zhao Yanxun walked in front alone, and behind him were three vassal kings.
Looking at Zhao Yanxun's back, Zhao Yanyuan and the three of them knew that the overall situation was truly decided now.
There is no doubt that they will take over the capital in an orderly manner and the rebellion will be settled.
"I have to think carefully tonight about how to write a memorial to persuade Jin to enter. This matter must be done well!" Zhao Yanyuan thought to himself.
At this moment, Zhao Yansong was heard to say: "Brother Ninth, today's victory has been decided, my brother congratulates you!"
Stopping, Zhao Yanxun turned around. Behind him were more corpses and the ground stained red with blood.
Seeing this scene, the three vassal kings thought of the phrase "one general can make thousands of bones wither" almost at the same time.
I had read this before when I was studying, but I didn’t know the weight of this sentence.
Now that I have seen it with my own eyes and felt it myself, I understand the horror of war.
In fact, Zhao Yanxun also had the same mood at the moment.
Winning this battle was a matter of course, so he couldn't say he was very happy at the moment.
The deaths caused by the war made him feel particularly heavy.
The people are suffering and the people are suffering. No matter which side of the ruling group wins, it is always the people at the bottom who suffer.
Hearing Zhao Yansong's congratulations, Zhao Yanxun couldn't help but ask: "Where does the joy come from?"
You are about to become the emperor. Isn't this a happy event? Zhao Yansong thought to himself.
But seeing Zhao Yanxun's heavy expression, he knew that it was inappropriate to answer like this.
"Brother Ninth was ordered by Heaven to bring peace to the country. Now that the rebels are gone, Heaven's destiny has returned to the right path, and there will be a Holy Lord in the court. Isn't this a happy event?"
After saying such words, Zhao Yansong secretly thought of his own mechanism, which sounds much better than a successful rebellion.
Zhao Yanxun just smiled, then turned around and continued walking up the hillside ahead.
The closer you get to the top of your strength, the harder it is to hear the truth, even between brothers.
Everyone around him regarded Zhao Yanxun as a god, and Zhao Yanxun was tired of hearing flattery.
He was really tired of hearing it, so much so that when he came from the cavalry, he no longer spoke his true feelings, which meant that he had no emotional communication.
It was too cold at high places, and Zhao Yanxun understood this second sentence when he walked among the corpses.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary social beast, and it only lasted three years since he came here. With the help of the system, he created this foundation.
Everything seemed to come too easily, and how could he bear it?
Walking up the hillside, the view here is even wider, so much so that one can see seven or eight miles away, where the battle is still going on.
Sighing, Zhao Yanxun murmured: "I am a native of Shannan Buyi, and how can the world compare to me!"
In his previous life, Zhao Yanxun was born and worked in Shu, which corresponds to Shannan County in this life, so he had this emotion.
Of course, although he was lamenting that all this was not true, Zhao Yanxun was also somewhat proud of himself, as this was indeed the foundation he had built.
To put it simply, he is being hypocritical now!
And at the foot of the hillside, everyone saw him standing alone on a high place, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the world, with a majestic appearance that was proud of the world.
At this moment, Wang Shiwei and some officials also crossed the river by boat and followed the guards.
At such an important moment, these people all wanted to be witnesses of the times, so they all rushed over.
Standing with several vassal kings, looking at the back of Na Dao on the hillside, Wang Shiwei said with emotion: "Everyone, when Emperor Taizong was in trouble, it took nearly two years from the launch of the army to the success!"
"Your Highness's cavalry will point their swords at the capital in less than three months. It can be seen that Your Highness has defeated Taizong!"
All the ministers nodded one after another, and then someone said: "Your Highness must be a hero after Taizong, with unparalleled achievements in ancient and modern times!"
After hearing these flattering words from the civil servants, Zhao Yanyuan and the others suddenly felt that their flattering skills needed to be improved.
Of course, the three of them also agreed very much with what these civil servants said.
The man on the hillside really deserves these compliments.
