retaliate

Chapter 461 Lost
Dozens of Southern Zhou masters suddenly turned to the right, heading towards Tang Jun's left.

Zhang Chumao was startled, "Where are you going... Where is Yang Xuan!"

Zhou Zun's heart was slightly cold, and he felt a little relieved when he saw that the master here was also desperately going to the left.

Zhang Huan said: "Yang Xuan's troops are quite sharp. In this way, defeating the sharpest part of the opponent will boost morale. Bai Xiong is easy to plan."

Before the battle, assassinating important figures of the opponent is also a strategy.

Relatively contradictory.

The biggest role of those masters is to protect the coach.

It is a bit violent to use it to rush into the battle. If you encounter a wave of crossbow arrows, you will die for no apparent reason.

"Look." King Yue was also looking forward to it curiously.

The dozens of people moved nimbly among the crowd.

The distance is getting closer.

Yang Xuan seemed to be very calm.

Dozens of big men came out carrying iron rods.

Looking at those dozens of masters, it was like looking at a little white rabbit.

"Rush!" Zhang Xu flexed his muscles, "Isn't this what we are best at?"

The horned dragon guard's qi and blood are tyrannical, and it is most suitable to be used as a guard.But the tyranny of Qi and blood can also be used for charging.

The man jumped up and volleyed his sword.

There was a scream.

Someone behind him yelled, "Okay!"

The man's name was Zhu Yu, and he was a well-known expert in Bianjing. He was ambushed by more than a dozen experts during a night walk, and with a long sword, he killed the sky.

The next day, when people saw the dozen or so corpses, they were shocked and gave him a nickname, Sword Immortal.

The Sword Immortal made a move, but Zhang Xu took it hard.

One stick, one sword.

Bang.

Zhang Xu even took several steps back.

"It's amazing!" The old thief felt itchy.

The generals of the Central Army and the Zhou Army all saw this scene.

"It is rumored that Yang Xuan has some good fighters under his command. An iron stick can run wild. This time he is as powerful as a broken bamboo. The contribution of these good fighters is indispensable. If we can wipe out these good fighters today, it will be regarded as an end to a future trouble." Bai Xiong said.

Someone said with a smile: "He is the governor of Northern Xinjiang, so this can be regarded as a solution to the future troubles of the Northern Liao Dynasty!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing, the atmosphere was very lively.

Zhang Huan frowned, "Pay attention to the left wing."

Then he saw a big man standing up.

Aiming at Zhu Yu who jumped up and swung his sword again, he just hit him with a stick.

Bah!
The long sword was unexpectedly tough, and it was twisted into a twist by a stick, but it still didn't break.

But the owner of the long sword was not in a good mood, his complexion was pale.

"It's interesting!" Lin Feibao couldn't help being more interested when he saw that he didn't kill this person with a stick, and struck again.

Zhu Yuqiang raised his inner breath, blushed, threw away the twisted long sword, and punched.

Bang!
A huge force came from his arm, and Zhu Yu watched helplessly as his arm weakened step by step, spreading to his shoulder step by step.

Immediately he flew out.

"Kill!" Zhang Xu growled,

The two sides strangled together.

Unlike those experts who fight alone, Qiu Longwei fights in formation.

Two or three people form a small formation, charge forward, cover left and right, and even sneak attack...

At the beginning, those good players were able to withstand it. After several leaders were beaten to death, a woman screamed: "This is not a monk!"

Yes!

Yang Xuan has always been wondering whether Lin Feibao and the others are monks or what?
You say they are monks, their main task is to guard, even if they are fighting, they are more likely to use their powerful blood and physical body to attack their opponents.

like what?
Yang Xuan thought about it.

"Wulks!"

A wrestler is infinitely powerful, no matter what is in front of him, just use his physical body to sweep away.

And what is Tushang?
Tu Chang is a real queen.

After doing the math, Yang Xuan didn't have a single monk under his command.

"I am so poor!"

Accompanied by Yang Xuan's reserved words, those masters collapsed.

The dozens of masters who were rushing to reinforce were also stunned.

"This, you don't need us anymore?"

Zhang Huan was also quite surprised, "Zhou Changshi, what are the backgrounds of those big men beside your son-in-law?"

Zhou Zun didn't know either, "It is said that they are a group of big-bellied men. It is difficult to eat a full meal, and they have to have meat every meal. There is no shortage of these in Northern Xinjiang, and Zitai will support them."

Even Zhou Zun didn't believe what he said.

"A fighter plane has appeared." Zhang Huan's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Order, left wing assault!"

The flag waved.

The defeat of those dozens of masters caused the will of the right-wing Zhou army to waver.

"assault!"

Yang Xuan drew his sword.

Zhang Xu gave a tiger roar and struggled to struggle, his clothes were blown away, revealing his majestic upper body.

"assault!"

Qiu Longwei rushed forward and got in at once.

"assault!"

The left-wing Tang Jun cheered, like a huge wave, slamming against Zhou Jun's formation.

Zhang Huan sneered, "Bai Xiong was worried that the morale of his subordinates would be unsustainable, so he ordered his masters to make a surprise attack. He wanted to catch the old man by surprise, but whoever thought of it was beaten to death. The surprise attack turned into a defeat. This is a good opportunity... What are you waiting for? "

"Master, Left Wing!"

A general exclaimed.

Zhang Huan looked slowly, and saw the left-wing Yang character banner continuously advancing towards the Zhou army's camp at an astonishingly fast speed.

"Attack like fire, what a Yang Zitai!"

Zhang Huan laughed loudly, "Bai Xiong just wants to block his right wing right now, but the old man won't give him a chance, send an order, the whole army assault!"

The flag waved vigorously.

"The minister has an order, the whole army assaults!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Whenever the flag is waved, it is the last moment.

Either win or lose!
Live or die!
But every time the Tang soldiers can make their opponents taste the bitter fruit of failure.

The generals rushed forward, leading their subordinates forward desperately.

The crossbowmen no longer worry about whether their fingers and arms can hold on, and they desperately wind up and release their arrows.

A long gun was raised high, and a man's head was pushed on it.

The gunman shouted proudly, "Wan Victory!"

The whole army cheered, "Wan Victory!"

"Second, be careful!"

Wang Lao Er was triumphant with fifty coins, and was almost successfully attacked by the enemy.

Fortunately, the old thief took action to resolve the crisis.

Zhou Jun was struggling to support, someone shouted for help, and was immediately beheaded by the general.

Some people shouted for help, but they were surrounded by their own comrades, and everyone was too busy to take care of themselves.

Morale just slipped to the bottom step by step.

The sound of hooves came from behind.

"Owner!"

Wu Da came leading Yang Xuan's horse.

Yang Xuanfei got on the horse.

Behind him, Uda led his guards to guard him.

The northern Xinjiang cavalry, less than three thousand, waited quietly for his order.

Yang Xuan was in a daze for a moment, thinking of his identity during the Northern Xinjiang War.

The county magistrate of Taiping County joined the war with a death battalion that was almost as strong as the people.

In that battle, he was just a soy saucer.

At this moment, he has a lot of talents under his command, and the three thousand cavalry are even more capable of destroying the enemy's sharpness.

Ahead, the Southern Zhou Army was in disarray.

Some people are constantly leading troops to reinforce, but the front formation is flattened by the Tang army's assault, and the crowd is so overwhelming that they can't get up at all.

In the Chinese army, the banner is constantly waving, and Bai Xiong is constantly issuing orders.

Yang Xuan saw a big banner in front of him responding to the flag, so he rushed over with his men.

"assault!"

The enemy general was shouting, conveying Bai Xiong's instructions.

At such a time, the only way is to launch a counter-assault to suppress the Tang army's offensive.

Seen from a height, the Zhou army behind was retreating, but it was not a retreat, but an orderly retreat.

This is to set up a second array at the back. As long as the front can withstand this wave of offensive from the Tang army with counterattacks, they can evacuate immediately.

Yang Xuan charged forward with his horse.

"It's Yang Gou!" The enemy general gritted his teeth and said, "Kill him!"

With a spear in his hand, Tu Chang strangled the charging enemy soldiers one by one.

Yang Xuan stretched his bow and nocked an arrow.

let go!

The enemy will fall!

The arrow flew away again, and the arrow in the flag's hand slowly knelt down on one knee, but tried hard to keep the flag from falling.

It's a good guy!
The arrow flew away again, sealing his throat with one arrow.

The banner fell, and this Zhou army lost its command.

Yang Xuan led his subordinates to hide and kill, and soon caused a collapse.

"The right wing is crumbling!"

Bai Xiong saw it, and his body shook.

"I shouldn't, but I have to!"

The pressure from Bianjing was too great, both Peng Jing and Fang Chong couldn't bear it.

The pressure was transmitted to him, so he had to fight Tang Jun early.

And sending a master to attack is also a helpless move after seeing the hopelessness of winning, hoping to succeed in one blow.

Not only was it unsuccessful, but it caused a collapse.

Whose fault is this?
Bai Xiong smiled wryly, and then took a deep breath, "Send someone back, and invite the two gentlemen to return to Bianjing. In addition, all the defenders in the city went out of the city to meet them, and told them... they were defeated!"

At this time, there was a shout in front, and then the crowd rushed towards this side suddenly.

Bai Xiong glanced back, the second line of defense he had prepared hadn't taken shape yet.

He waved, "Get out!"

"It will be defeated!" The generals under his command thought he was crazy!

"If we can keep some troops at this moment, we will have more confidence in resisting the Tang army in the future."

The order to evacuate came before the second line of defense was completed.

The general looked at Zhou Jun, who was beginning to be defeated in front of him, and said in a trembling voice: "This is to let the defeated troops come to stop Tang Jun!"

"withdraw!"

This is a crazy decision.

Also a cruel decision.

The rout happened, and the frontier Zhou army was fleeing frantically.

At this time, there is no need to fight, you only need to hack and stab easily, and you can gain military merits one by one.

No one will turn around and resist!

This is the reason why the so-called military defeat is like a mountain.

"Failed!"

Bai Xiong took a deep breath, "The cavalry stopped the enemy."

The speed of the rout was too fast, in order to give time for Peng Jing and the two in Yongzhou City to run away, and time for the Zhou army on the second line of defense to retreat, Bai Xiong threw out the cavalry again.

This is a refueling tactic!

But he had to.

The poor cavalry who were able to ride Juechen first and fled back first, now bite the bullet and rushed towards Tang Jun.

Northern Xinjiang cavalry ran into them head-on.

One quarter of an hour.

Northern Xinjiang cavalry broke through the enemy's formation.

Behind him, there was a pile of corpses!
A Northern Xinjiang cavalryman covered in blood said proudly: "I'm waiting for..."

"Northern Frontier Army!"

Amidst the cheers, Zhou Jun's defeat became faster and faster.

In the city of Yongzhou.

Peng Jing and Fang Chong were talking about the recent situation.

"Sun Shi and others want to clean up redundant officials, but those people rely on this to eat. They went to other people's redundant officials. Could it be that the whole family starved to death? That old bastard is not afraid of being stabbed to death when he goes out." Fang Chong sneered.

"It's not just a redundant official, he is also aiming at the rewards. Many families in Bianjing rely on His Majesty's rewards every year. He is good. One guy wants to cut off other people's livelihoods."

Peng Jing felt that Sun Shi was too aggressive, "If this battle can be won, I will impeach Sun Shi and drive him out of Beijing!"

"I think it's better to kill him once and for all!" Fang Chong said coldly.

"We still have to watch this battle." Peng Jing was a little distracted, pointing ahead, "Look, why does it look like smoke and dust?"

Fang Chong took a look, "Yes! I guess it's the critical moment."

Dozens of horses came galloping.

"how?"

Peng Jing asked at the top of the wall.

None of these people said a word.

The entourage around Peng Jing scolded: "A bandit with an army, how dare you neglect your husband, and beat him to death if you turn around!"

The status of the warriors in the Southern Zhou Dynasty was very low, and the nobles in Bianjing could drive the imperial army to help with any major events.Over time, the concept that the imperial army is a slave has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The leading general ran to the top of the city, and just as his followers wanted to scold him, Peng Jing said in a low voice, "Get lost!"

The entourage turned around, seeing Peng Jing's face livid, he was startled,

The general approached, his voice was very low, like a whine.

"Failed."

Peng Jing's body shook.

Fang Chong, who was looking into the distance, turned around, "We lost!"

Those smoke and dust were made by fleeing Zhou Jun.

Panting, Peng Jing bent his waist a little, supported the wall and asked, "Why?"

The general said: "Tang Jun is tenacious."

He didn't say that the defeat was caused by Bai Xiongling's surprise attack, because in the eyes of many people, the Zhou army at that time was already at the end of its strength.

"The Tang army is powerful, worthy of its name!" The general felt bitter in his heart, "You two gentlemen, please return to Bianjing as soon as possible."

Peng Jing gritted his teeth and said, "The old man is here, living and dying with Yongzhou."

Fang Chong said in a low voice: "The news of the defeat will spread back, and Sun Shi and others will take advantage of the situation to make trouble. You and I are not in Bianjing, those people can't stop them!"

After a while, the north gate of Yongzhou City was opened, and hundreds of cavalry escorted the two ministers to Bianjing.

The rout soldiers arrived immediately.

I don't know how many people entered, someone shouted at the top of the city: "Close the city gate!"

At the city gate, several generals shouted: "Close the gate!"

But the rout soldiers are still pouring in continuously, how to close the door?
"kill!"

Arrows flew, and spearmen formed an array to assassinate.

Dozens of soldiers struggled to close the gate, and some people were carrying the corpses blocking the gate.

Someone looked up, "Listen!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

The cheers were deafening.

Then came the sound of hooves.

Zhang Huan, here we come!
"Close the door soon?"

The defenders went crazy.

Countless defeated soldiers outside slapped the city gates and walls helplessly, some howled and cursed.

But more people turned around and looked at the Tang Army cavalry galloping forward.

Zhang Huan took the lead, and after reining in the horse, he smiled and said: "Gather the soldiers!"

None of the soldiers of the Zhou army who were blocked outside the city resisted, and they were all obediently taken to the rear.

"Too many people."

Nan He was dumbfounded.

Yang Xuan dismounted, patted the war horse's neck, and let it walk on its own.

Da da da!
Yang Xuan turned around after hearing the sound, and saw Zhang Huan surrounded by people.

Zhang Huan dismounted and waved.

Everyone didn't know what he wanted to do, and some people were still suggesting, "My lord, the morale of the enemy army is declining, so we should attack immediately."

"Yes!"

A group of people wished that the army could attack immediately, rushing all the way through Yingshui, and approaching the city of Bianjing!

But Zhang Huan turned a deaf ear, as if they were all farting.

Yang Xuan didn't know why he asked him to come, so he came forward to salute.

Zhang Huan spoke.

"Zitai, what do you think?"

Immediately, Yang Xuan seemed to see sulfuric acid flowing wantonly.

(End of this chapter)