"Order the flag soldiers and order Lei Tong's cavalry to retreat."
"yes."
"Wang Xu, led three thousand soldiers to rush between the two wings of the Jingzhou soldiers, and supported the retreat of General Zhang Ren and the Dongzhou soldiers inside."
"yes."
"Amazing."
"The end will be here."
Liu Zhang pressed his sword and ordered in a deep voice.
"Draw a white line fifty steps away and lead the remaining two thousand soldiers to guard it. Wait for Lei Tong's cavalry to retreat and let them rest behind you."
"Then, who will protect you?" Now he has the consciousness of being a personal guard and refuses to leave Liu Zhang easily.
"Just go when I ask you to, don't talk so much nonsense."
"Yes." Hao Sheng went out with a sledgehammer.
Liu Zhang turned back to look at Xiao Furong, who had been standing behind him with her beautiful eyebrows knitted together. A complex light flashed through her eyes. Xiao Furong seemed to understand what he meant and nodded lightly. Liu Zhang turned around and said to Fa Zheng: "
We will move the commander's platform a hundred steps forward."
"That would be too dangerous..."
As soon as Fa Zheng said these four words, he stopped talking when he saw Liu Zhang's resolute look. He knew that Liu Zhang was making a final bet. If he ordered a retreat like this, it would definitely turn into an unstoppable retreat, and he would be defeated by the Jingzhou soldiers.
If they charge, they will be defeated all the way and retreat to Jiangling. It is uncertain how many soldiers and horses are left. Facing the attack from Jiangdong and Jingbei, the Sichuan army will have to be defeated sooner or later and return to Yizhou.
If that happens, the Sichuan army will never be able to enter Xiangyang City.
Liu Zhang was gambling on his luck with his life.
"Yes." Fazheng bent down and bowed deeply.
"Retreat, retreat."
The golden sound was loud, the flags were fluttering, and the cavalry was shouting back and forth. The Sichuan soldiers who were locked in a bitter battle seemed to have received an amnesty. They ignored the general's order to retreat slowly and turned around to flee. These were the soldiers who were placed in the rear. They were either recruited from Jingzhou
The soldiers were either new soldiers recruited by Yizhou. Seeing that the war was not going well, they just heard the sound of gold and ran away.
Xu Shu commanded the two wings to encircle the center, intending to join the Long Snake Formation to make dumplings of the Sichuan Army generals and Dongzhou soldiers inside. Xu Shu on the left, and Jingzhou Army General Chen Sheng on the right, led their troops to encircle the center. The Sichuan Army was like a pinched
The goose was holding its throat, and the pressure on the Sichuan army in its jaws increased sharply.
At this moment, Wang Xu led three thousand soldiers to rush in and hold on to the gap. These soldiers of Liu Zhang were the best among the best. As soon as they entered, they stabilized the two-wing encirclement. Xu Shu had to command more
soldiers surrounded him.
Some Dongzhou soldiers slowly retreated under the orders of Zhang Ren and other generals, but more soldiers were entangled by the soldiers and stuck in the long snake formation, unable to enter or exit, and were intercepted and killed one by one.
The entire Sichuan army retreated, especially the soldiers at the back. They did not exchange swords or shots, but became frightened by the news. They threw away their helmets and armor like a bereaved dog, abandoned their flags and weapons, and just ran away, without even glancing at the commander-in-chief who was not far away.
"Hiss~~"
A wild neigh of a war horse came. He grabbed the reins of the green and black horse. The horse's head was held high. The horse's neigh penetrated the eardrums. He raised his hammers and shouted: "All Sichuan soldiers, listen, anyone who crosses this line."
,kill."
"Anyone who crosses this line will be killed."
Two thousand elites were arranged in front of a thick white line. Behind the bunker of wooden carts, they drew their bows and set arrows. A loud roar was heard in the noisy army, and two thousand elite soldiers followed suit.
They roared together, and the fleeing Sichuan soldiers were stunned.
However, feeling the crowd behind them, and fearing that they would be crushed by the crowd behind them, the defeated soldiers rushed towards the formidable defense line.
"shoot."
There was a loud shout, and two thousand elite soldiers fired arrows. The Sichuan army running in front fell under the sharp arrows of its own friendly troops. However, the rout was like a torrent that burst the embankment. A rain of arrows could no longer deter them. Defeat troops continued to follow.
Keep pouring into the defense line.
"Those who cross the line will be killed."
"Those who cross the line will be killed."
"Those who cross the line will be killed."
Two thousand soldiers fired three waves of arrows and roared in unison. The defeated soldiers finally hit the defensive bunker. The Dongzhou soldiers drew their spears and began a bloody assassination.
Liu Zhang stood on a high ground between the defensive line and the Jingzhou soldiers. He saw the defeated troops in front of him retreating like a tide. Hearing the roar of two thousand elite soldiers, his face was numb. There was only a handsome flag flying on the high ground, in Liu Zhang's hand.
Holding the sword, he stood calmly under the banner.
Zhang Ren and others will have difficulty withdrawing from the Long Snake Formation. Everyone is bleeding. There are still countless Dongzhou soldiers fighting in the formation, but the two wings of Jingzhou soldiers have surrounded them. Wang Xu knows that if he does not retreat, he will inevitably be surrounded, so he has to
He ruthlessly chose to abandon them, and the Dongzhou soldiers inside were destined to face destruction.
The Sichuan troops were defeated like a wave, and corpses of defeated soldiers had fallen in front of the white line. Two thousand elite soldiers still shouted: "Those who cross the line die."
"He who crosses the line dies."
Wang Xu retreated, and the Jingzhou soldiers closed their wings and organized an attack formation to attack the Sichuan army. Seeing that the victory or defeat was determined, Xu Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief. The Starry Long Snake Formation was not easy to set up. He planned for a long time and arranged it carefully, and finally succeeded.
Xu Shu mobilized his horses, Yiran retreated to the rear, and ordered the Jingzhou generals to gather the Jingzhou soldiers who were beginning to retreat, and prepared to follow the Jingzhou soldiers in front to cover up the enemy.
The shouts of the tsunami from Jingzhou soldiers came, covering up the roars of two thousand elite Sichuan soldiers. The defeated Sichuan soldiers stepped on the corpses of their comrades in front of the white line and continued to rush into the defense line composed of two thousand elite soldiers. They were afraid of death in front, but those behind
The sound of killings and the huge flow of people frightened them even more. Once defeated, they could not stop.
Killing each other, Fazheng had a gloomy expression on his face, Liu Zhang closed his eyes slightly and just stood quietly.
The handsome flag flutters in the wind.
"These cowards." Fazheng said harshly. He rarely cursed people. This was the first time that the defeated soldiers fled all the way, preferring to rush to the death place of the white line. They could not see Liu Zhang's handsome flag on the high ground.
, On the one hand, they were fleeing and on the other hand, they were killing each other. Fa Zheng was heartbroken.
Liu Zhang was unmoved. He was waiting for the troops behind him. The Sichuan army's attack formation was strong in the front and weak in the back. Now it was retreating, with elites behind it. Liu Zhang believed that Zhang Ren and other generals would see his flag and use it himself.
The purpose of putting down a commanding flag here is to save the soul of the Sichuan Army.
Liu Zhang believed that as long as the spirit of the Sichuan Army was preserved, it would be able to make a comeback.
But in that case, even if the Sichuan army could stabilize their position, they would be defeated miserably due to fighting among themselves. Liu Zhang didn't know how miserable it would be. Behind those two thousand elite soldiers, there were thunderous cavalry. If the defeated troops broke through the white line,
, the cavalry will charge, and perhaps in the end, only the elite soldiers from the rear will be left.
This was unbearable pain, but Liu Zhang had to bear it.
Xiao Furong looked at Liu Zhang on the side. She had been silent. But as she knew Liu Zhang well, she knew that the calm-looking Liu Zhang was heartbroken. No commander wanted to see his troops killing each other, not to mention the fact that he had personally given the order.
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But the greater pain was that the defeated troops behind them kept pouring into the white line one after another.
Xiao Furong knew very well that if this continued, either these defeated soldiers would die, or the soldiers defending the white line and the cavalry behind would die.
Either way, it would make Liu Zhang heartbroken. Xiao Furong felt that she should do something at this moment.
[Results of Xiao Furong's character survey... Like: 12, OK: 18, Dislike: 4, Dislike: 18]