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Chapter 917 The End of Zhao Song’s Strongest Western Army
"General!!"

When Zhe Keshi broke away from his personal guards and rushed towards the enemy's formation, the western army exclaimed in alarm. No one thought that the two armies' words in front of the formation would lead to their own commander throwing himself into the trap.

But the king of Yan, who was able to capture Zhe Keshi, just said a few words, and then waved his hand. The horse under Zhe Keshi's crotch led him back to the front of the formation, and he couldn't help being stunned. Army up and down.

Zhong Shidao's heart sank, he was surprised instead of happy, and went up to meet him: "Brother Zunzheng!"

Zhe Keshi's face was serious, and he opened his mouth slowly: "The swallow thief still intends to persuade him to surrender, this person has something to say..."

He said exactly what King Yan said, without adding or subtracting a single word.

It cannot be deleted, because the voice of the other party can be conveyed at any time, and it cannot be hidden.

No matter what to do at this time, the morale of the army will be further lost.

Even when Zhe Keshi wanted to commit suicide with a knife on the way home, he restrained himself.

If he was defeated and killed when he was charging towards the Yan thief, the gray-haired veteran would shed his last drop of blood for Zhao Song, which could inspire the morale of the whole army and fight a war of mourning soldiers.

However, if the other party let go and committed suicide by drawing a knife, his prestige in the three armies would plummet, and the morale of the fifty thousand western troops would also completely collapse.

Therefore, bearing the burden of humiliation and returning to the center, Zhe Keshi dismounted first and was no longer restrained by the mount under his crotch, but after getting on another horse, he still felt unsafe, and he couldn't help sighing secretly: "The cavalry is useless... "

The cavalry of the Song Dynasty was scarce. If we counted the Fan soldiers and only looked at the Han army, there were not even [-] cavalry. The [-] cavalry led by the [-] elite this time was the last mobilization.

It's good now, the battle has not yet started, and it was directly destroyed by the dragon horse under the opponent's crotch.

Zhuang Shidao just pretended that the cavalry did not exist. He glanced at the soldiers of the Chinese army, came to Zhe Keshi and said, "The army's morale is messed up. We can't delay. We must fight quickly!"

The conditions of the enemy's surrender became more and more attractive every time. Reuniting with family members was something that everyone in the Western Army hoped for. Those who were willing to serve in the army continued to serve in the army, and those who did not want to serve in the army were disarmed and returned to the field. Even the king of Yan came to the front line in person. full.

If you continue to wait, even the general's spirit will be gone, let alone the soldiers under his command?The Western Army will be defeated!

But Zhe Keshi's answer was: "The thief knows the soldiers, if we take the initiative to attack, we will definitely lose!"

The Song Dynasty had a million troops, and even [-] fine cavalry were difficult to come up with. The confrontation with Xixia relied on two major pillars, one was the continuous construction of the fortress, and the other was a neat army formation.

Many times, they combined the two into one and fought against the city. The arrow formations they set up caused heavy losses to Xixia's iron kites, and they sighed.

But now the offense and defense are switched, and the one guarding the city has become the Yan army, who has traveled a long distance, no matter how restrained the marching speed is, it will eventually consume all the way to the city of Bianjing, and become the Xi army itself.

If these difficulties can be overcome one or two, the observation when he was close to the Yan army just now will make him despair: "The thieves are not only dense in the army, but also have hidden weapons. I saw rows of artillery..."

The way of the teacher changed color: "Thunderbolt Cannon?"

Zhe Keshi nodded lightly: "I heard that when Yanyun was restored, the village soldiers used this object to force the Liao army to go out of the city to fight. Now it seems that it must have been rebuilt more sophisticatedly, and it can be used in the army formation!"

The weapons and equipment of the Song Dynasty reached a quite advanced level. For example, "Wu Jing Zong Yao" described in detail the various cold weapons, firearms, warships and other equipment used by the army during the Northern Song Dynasty, with weapons and battalions attached. There are a lot of images of the array, so it is not difficult for the two old generals to imagine the artillery. Just as the God Arm Bow is an enhanced version of the ordinary crossbow, this artillery must be an enhanced version of the Thunderbolt Cannon.

All in all, if the army launches an offensive at this time, there is really no hope of victory.

Then you can't stop, you can't attack, what should you do?
Zhe Keshi and Zhong Shidao looked at each other, and said tacitly: "The opponent's surrender is aimed at disturbing our army's morale and reducing casualties, so they will use their tactics!"

After a little arrangement, the Western Army's Central Army formation suddenly became noisy.

First, Zhe Keshi's old man shouted: "Those who dare to surrender...beheaded!"

Then there was a scream of "ah", and some generals fell to the ground with great emotion, and there were fierce confrontations from all around: "Man of the Western Army, I would rather die than surrender!" "Why did the general prevent me from waiting to go home! "

This riot soon fell into the eyes of Yan Jun.

Shi Wengong and Luan Tingyu had the best eyesight, and they were overjoyed when they saw it: "Your Majesty, the enemy's internal turmoil is just the right time for us to attack!"

Li Yan said indifferently: "Look carefully at the formation of the enemy's front army."

Shi Wengong observed carefully, and quickly replied with shame: "It's the last general who made a mistake. The Western Army is scattered but not chaotic. They are luring our army to attack..."

Luan Tingyu also saw it, but was robbed first, couldn't help but look ugly, and kept silent.

Li Yandao: "The difficult environment in the Northwest honed Zhao Song's strongest Western Army. Against such an army, we must not have the slightest chance of luck!"

The two generals clasped their fists together: "Yes!"

Li Yan continued: "Based on what I know about the Zhezhong's two generals, they will never surrender, but if the two armies continue to confront each other, they may not be able to restrain their subordinates. They are all good sons of my Han family, so why bother to waste here... How much is recruited, how much is it!"

It would be best if all the Western Army could surrender, but Li Yan knew very well that it was an extravagant hope.

However, the Yan army has fewer soldiers, [-] to [-]. Even if they can be defeated, most of the army will be defeated and flee.

But even so, it must be a battle to determine the outcome.

Emphasizing the people is not the same as being restrained in the military. Compared with the return of the elite of the Western Army, the deployment of defenses in the Jiangnan area in the future, and the manpower, material and financial resources that will be consumed in each confrontation. Either die in Yanjing, there will never be a third way!

"This King Yan is really invulnerable..."

The Western Army's performance ended quickly, and Zhe Keshi and Zhong Shidao clearly failed.

It doesn't matter whether the King of Yan is a high-spirited and honest person, and he really waited for their discussion to be completed, or he saw through the strategy of attracting the enemy and stood still.

The two armies confronted each other, and the atmosphere became more and more oppressive as time passed.

Compared with the Yan army waiting in full force, under the encouragement of the big flag, the Western army, which was united as one, was in a dilemma, and the commotion was getting bigger and bigger.

"Retreat, [-] troops, as much as you can keep..."

Zhe Keshi and Zhong Shidao have never given up hope, observing the terrain and looking up at the sky, not letting go of the slightest chance of reversal, but they finally came to this result.

The test of a general's level is not only to win battles with the wind, but also to see how much vitality he can retain when he loses against the wind...

However, Li Yan, who is high on the lion's arm, with his eyes like a torch, can see through the rear of the Western Army and start to change formation, and the majestic voice immediately spreads everywhere: "This king gave me a chance, but you are stubborn and gave up and finally reunited with your family." Opportunity! Yan Jun... Follow this king to attack!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom—" "Boom! Boom! Boom—"

The incomparably loud shouts were mixed with the sound of the drums, soaring to the sky, and the rumble of thousands of troops shaking the ground seemed to be methodical, pressing towards the Western Army.

"Bang!"

Under the double intertwining of fear and desire, a weapon fell to the ground: "I am willing to surrender! I am willing to surrender!"

After throwing down their weapons, the pioneer soldiers burst into tears: "I miss my parents...I don't want to fight...I want to go home!"

The thick Shaanxi accent echoed around, triggering a chain reaction: "Kang Dang! Bang Dang! Bang Dang——"

The distance between the second weapon was slightly longer, and then it became more and more dense, and finally connected at a rapid speed.

The fighting will of the vanguard army is often the strongest. When this army surrenders directly, it is doomed.

There was great chaos in the Western Army. Most of the soldiers threw down their weapons and even parts of their armor and surrendered, while the smaller half still carried out the military orders and fled towards the rear.

"Don't try to escape!"

But the cavalry moved out.

The overwhelming sound of horseshoes caused the ground to tremble, and the Yan army's fine cavalry surrounded them from left and right. Not only did the Western army lose their few thousand cavalry, but the arrow array that was the most dreaded by the cavalry also disappeared, and it had become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Li Yan, who was riding on the lion's horse, took the lead, galloping like lightning, and charged straight at the Chinese army, and the cold spear swept out circles of cold light.

The guards Wu Song and Yan Qing who followed behind him frantically flattered their horses, covering left and right, charging all the way, and whoever resisted, they all raised their swords and fell.

"General... let's go!!"

"That's all...why let the children die with us?"

Seeing the defeat of the army, Zhe Keshi and Zhong Shidao, who were supposed to retreat first, stopped in their tracks.

In fact, when Zhao Ji was locked in a prison car for corruption and escorted to Jinling, the two of them lost most of their hearts. If it wasn't for Zhang Dun's return to the prime minister and his morale revived, they would have been unable to hold on for a long time.

After all, there is still no way to recover, and the two looked at each other.

Zhong Shidao saw the ease in Zhe Keshi's eyes.

Zhe Keshi saw the relief in Zhong Shidao's eyes.

Each other is no longer a famous general who shakes the world, but just a tired old man who no longer needs to support himself.

"It would be great if we could really let go of everything and return to the fields, but unfortunately... we can't let go!"

The two sighed, each drew out their sabers, and slashed towards their necks.

"General!!"

When Li Yan reached the Chinese army, he had already heard the mournful cries from the front. When he arrived at the scene, there was only one corpse that refused to surrender or be captured. He couldn't help sighing softly: "Bury them generously!"

After the alliance of Chanyuan, the Northern Army and the Imperial Army of the Beijing Camp were corrupted. Zhao and Song had millions of troops, but only the Western Army, in the tens of thousands, could be called elite.

In Bianliang, Yang Zhi persuaded Guan Sheng and Hu Yanzhuo to lead [-] soldiers from the Western Army to surrender!

Xiangyang, moved by tens of thousands of family letters from the northwest, Liu Fa led [-] soldiers of the Western Army to surrender the city!

Now it is under Bianliang City again, King Yan came to the front line in person, and it was decided in the first battle that [-] elite soldiers returned to surrender [-] people. The Yan army pursued all the way and wiped out all the remaining [-] soldiers.

So far...

Zhao Song has no more Western troops!

(End of this chapter)