Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Chapter 598 Decisive Day

There is no retreat, only a fight.

Xiao Rongxi put down the letter of war and looked at the generals with eager eyes below. The smile on his lips gradually narrowed and he said forcefully, "Order troops on the battlefield and prepare for war."

Everyone clasped their fists, "Yes."

Almost overnight, the atmosphere of the military camp took on a new look, preparing for the upcoming decisive battle.

The horses are full of energy, the school grounds are full of figures practicing, shouting to the sky, everything is carried out in order, and progress is made without chaos.

The decisive day has finally arrived.

Liang Jun has already set up a formation outside the camp, wanting to take the initiative from the beginning and act as a mystery man.

Xiao Rongxi sat in the rear and sent several small teams to take the lead in cutting off the two wings of Liang Jun. He also issued orders one after another based on the ever-changing situation.

Solving puzzles is like a continuous confrontation between spears and shields. The flat ground and low slopes are full of swords and blood.

Liang Jun took full advantage of the numerical advantage, and a gap was torn out in the formation, which was soon filled by new people.

The word "South" is written squarely on the center panel of the flag, and Cheng Fang, holding the flagpole in his hand, looks toward the battlefield with bright eyes, head held high, like a victorious general waiting to harvest the battlefield.

The bright red of the flag has faded to residual red, with obvious creases.

He smiled knowingly, as if he had the whole situation under control.

After several struggles and fights, the Zhou army moved back a short distance.

Although the first troops sent by Dazhou were still resisting, they were almost all surrounded. It was only a matter of time before they were captured.

He opened his mouth and breathed thick and long.

The mottled dried blood has eroded it together with the years, but it is soaked heavily in it. The more you look at it, the more you can't take your eyes away.

Fang Congkun stood in the center of the team, setting an arrow and taking out a soldier who was trying to break through the formation. "The Emperor of Zhou came out in person. It seems that he is really out of options."

"Soldiers of the Nan family, kill me——"

Seeing that the Zhou army was retreating steadily and the battlefield was gradually approaching the camp behind them, Fang Congkun ordered the drummers to speed up the rhythm and prepare to level the camp with one blow and point directly at Baixiong Pass.

In an instant, countless figures rushed out from behind him, some with frost-stained temples, some with shiny black hair.

Fang Congkun is somewhat smart, otherwise he would not be reused by Master Liang.

After issuing the last order, Xiao Rongxi stood up, and Fei Liu put his armor on for him. He immediately stood on the short slope and looked at the Liang Army's formation chart as they continued to advance.

Before Fang Congkun could put away the pride on his face, he saw a flag rising slowly on the hillside.

Although they clearly had a numerical advantage, they still chose to cut up the Zhou army and defeat them one by one. This advantage was bound to be used to the end.

They seemed to be born for the battlefield. The roars and sounds of fighting could arouse their blood, and their aura alone surpassed that of ordinary soldiers.

At this time, there was a faint change in the sound of the horns of the Zhou army.

"keep going!"

One dive, merged into thousands of soldiers and horses.

What answered him was a burst of neat footsteps.

"Nan Family Army——It's Nan Family Army!!"

"Nan's army is here!"

……

There was a commotion within Liang Jun, and many soldiers were so frightened that they lost their positions, causing a brief gap in the formation.

Fang Congkun also felt confused and frightened for a moment, but quickly came to his senses.

He raised his sword and chopped down a soldier who was retreating, and said at the throat, "The Nan Family Army has been disbanded a long time ago. How can there be any Nan Family Army! If you continue to make alarmist remarks and disturb the morale of the army, kill them on the spot!"

His words still had an effect, and the soldiers did not dare to retreat any further.

But after a sudden burst of momentum, it failed again. Compared with the courageous move forward just now, most people's hearts were already in turmoil.

Objectively speaking, of course, the Nan Family Army has been disbanded or reorganized a long time ago, but who dares to say that the people rushing down and the bright flag are not the Nan Family Army?
Most of them may have never actually fought against the Nan Family Army, but no one knows its reputation.

Fang Congkun stood on horseback, looking at the faded but eye-catching flag on the hillside, nocked his bow and arrow, and shot straight at it. He wanted to shoot down the flag and get rid of this disturbing thought.

The Nan family army, which has been dispersed long ago, cannot appear on the battlefield again, let alone hinder their progress!
Before the arrow reached Cheng Fang, it was cut into two pieces with a big knife.

Xiao Rongxi turned to look at Cheng Fang, who was waving the flagpole, and nodded to Zongbei.

Zongbei understood, raised the knife in his hand, and shouted, "Reinforcements have arrived, everyone rush -"

The energy and momentum on the battlefield are sometimes the magic weapon to win. The word "reinforcements" and the emperor's presence gave them more confidence and energy.

For a time, they all violently attacked Liang Jun.

There are not many people in the Nan family army who can still go to the battlefield. Most of them are the same age as Cheng Fang, but they are more ruthless and more experienced than the young people. They use the knives and bodies in their hands to tear apart Liang Jun's formation.

Even if he bleeds, he doesn't seem to feel any pain.

Most of the young people are descendants of the Nan family army. It is now up to them to do what their parents could not accomplish.

The dual oppression of spirit and force made the atmosphere of tension and fear continue to compress in the Liang army——

"They are not afraid of death!"

"There's someone here again!"

……

The formation was being torn apart continuously, and it was too late to mend it. The original encirclement was gradually declining, and was broken through one after another.

Fang Congkun also felt uneasy at this moment, but did not show it until he saw another wave of people rushing towards him from the east.

The clothes are casual, not at all like dressing up in the camp.

There are various weapons, including meteor hammers, nine-section whips, axes, knives and forks... they are very fun to play with.

With outstanding lightness skills, he rushed straight into the formation, causing the outer soldiers to retreat.

This is clearly the wild way of Jianghu people!
Fang Congkun gritted his teeth and felt incredible.

These Jianghu people have always been disobedient to control, so why are they going to the battlefield obediently now, without looking like they are being coerced?
The situation was slowly reversed. Liang Jun's divided formation could not withstand the attacks of waves of people and was forced to retreat.

Fang Congkun clenched his fists, his muscles trembling, and he quickly thought of countermeasures in his mind.

The sudden appearance of the Nan family army and Jianghu people was completely unexpected, and he actually wanted to order the withdrawal of troops for a moment.

Ma Jing drove his horse closer to him and shouted before he could say anything, "Don't think about withdrawing your troops. Even if they have reinforcements, they won't be superior in numbers. We still have a chance to win if we fight hard! If we retreat now, It will only make them think that we are afraid, increase the momentum of the Zhou army, and destroy the prestige of our army!"

How can we fight this battle if our soldiers lose their morale?
At this moment, we can only move forward desperately, not retreat.

To withdraw means to lose.

This battle is destined to be tragic.

In order to have a chance to win, no one can relax.

Under the dark clouds in the sky, the two armies fought in darkness. Life gradually fell one after another, and the blood pooled into streams and returned to the yellow sand and white snow.

Broken arrows and broken knives can be seen everywhere, and damaged armor is scattered everywhere.

In the fierce battle, victory gradually fell to the Zhou army, and the Liang army was completely defeated.

The knife in Ma Jing's hand was entangled by the meteor hammer, and he could only turn his head to barely avoid the spear.

The horse underneath him was frightened, and he was thrown to the ground. He was surrounded by people, and there was no room for him to fight back.

Fang Congkun was stunned when he was shot by a crossbow arrow from a distance and died on the spot.

……

It wasn't until the sky turned dark that the sound of fighting really stopped.

Dusk gradually enveloped me, and I could no longer distinguish people's faces. I could only see moving shadows one by one.

Dark night falls, burying all the fighting and bloodshed in the world.

Xiao Rongxi held his knife on the ground, his body still shaking slightly, and there were blood stains on the side of his face.

They won, badly.