From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Return to the palace in Dazhan City.

As soon as Jiang Yuan entered the room, he received a notification from his personal soldiers.

The two heads of the Yu family in Ji'nan and the Qian family in Jixi requested a meeting.

Obviously, as a prince, the title of King Bingxiang was favored by certain aristocratic families.

"The two families have provided a total of 5,000 private soldiers, all of whom are well-trained family sons. The general idea is to replace a powerful general." Ning Shijian said.

"Let Guo Si handle these matters from now on." Jiang Yuan replied. Guo Si is afraid of death, and he is now number one in the world. Objectively speaking, his loyalty should be closest to the maximum value.

"Yes." Ning Shijian clasped his fists.

In the Pei family compound opposite the Prince of Ji's Palace, Old Man Pei closed his eyes. He seemed leisurely, but he was actually quite busy. The entire Jizhou's underworld was under his control, and he had recently been tasked with infiltrating Xiongzhou.

Xiongzhou is located in the south of Jizhou. It is the place where the third prince, King of Northern Han, was enfeoffed. The soldiers of Xiongnan Pass and local troops together number as many as 70,000 to 80,000 people. Because the Three Feudatories have risen up, there is a war in Wushan in the east, and the main commander of the attacking side is a full-fledged general of the Beijing Camp.

Jiang Yuan returned to the palace and waved to Ning Hongxiu, who was holding a baby opposite him. Guo Si and his personal maid had a child, but they had not named it yet. The child was less than three months old.

Immersed in the thought, Jiang Yuan opened the Martial Arts Records and continued to extract the essentials, while focusing the rest of his attention on the battlefield in the eastern part of Liyang.

North of the Yangtze River, there are four states of Northern Liang in the west and two states of Western Liang.

There are two states in the central part, Ji and Xiong, and three states in the capital area.

The two Liao and three states in the northeast.

The two states of Wu and Yue in the east.

There are a total of sixteen states, among which Wuyue is controlled by the second prince, the King of Eastern Wu.

South of the Yangtze River, there are three main forces: Da Chu, Nan Tang and Gu Jiantang, as well as thirty-six rebels roaming around.

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Wu Yue battlefield.

Yan Zhenchun, the veteran general from Liyang, personally led 50,000 border cavalry and 70,000 infantry from the eastern camp of the capital to Wuzhou.

The reason for sending out troops this time was not only because the Second Prince had sent people to assassinate his former illegitimate son Zhao Kai, but mainly because the land of Wu Yue was stuck next to the Grand Canal, making it impossible for the Jiangnan grain transport, which had already been halved, to reach the capital, causing dissatisfaction among court officials.

After preliminary tests and confrontations, the 40,000 infantry and 30,000 cavalry under the King of Eastern Wu chose to engage in a head-on battle.

Yan Zhenchun could not refuse this. He has always been calm in using troops, and now he has the advantage in military strength. A head-on battle is definitely the option with the greatest chance of winning.

Four Wu Yue ten-thousand-man battle formations were located on the ground in the four directions. Outside each battle formation were brave soldiers holding heavy shields. Wu Yue was second only to Jiangnan in wealth, so the rate of wearing armor was quite high.

Twenty thousand cavalrymen took the lead in launching the attack, and then separated to both sides in front of the battle formation. Arrows flew like ink, and the elite border troops' riding and archery skills were fully demonstrated, which made Yan Zhenchun, a veteran of the Spring and Autumn Period, very satisfied.

From the direction of Wu and Yue, 20,000 cavalrymen went out to fight and relieve the pressure on their own infantry. After a round of fighting between the two sides, the outcome was obvious. In terms of war horses alone, the two Liao states were more than one step ahead of Wu and Yue.

Fifty thousand infantrymen of the Beijing camp moved forward and came into contact with the enemy's infantrymen. It was like a raging fire burning the spring snow. The soldiers in the front row fell down one after another.

Occasionally, martial arts masters would appear in the Wu Yue battle formation. The most eye-catching one was a one-armed old man who was at the Zhixuan realm. Holding a heavy sword, he could often take away seven or eight lives with a single sweep.

On the high platform of the central army, Yan Zhenchun threw down a chess piece as an order, and immediately a detachment of a hundred Praetorian Guards set out for the battle zone.

In the case of insufficient breathing, it would be considered a master of swordsmanship if a person at the Zhixuan realm killed four or five hundred elite soldiers.

He gave the order again, and another 20,000 cavalry joined the battlefield, preparing to expand the flank again, first penetrating the cavalry combat area, and then attacking the infantry phalanx from the flank.

When his advantage became apparent, Yan Zhenchun still had a heavy cavalry of 3,000 men. In a head-on battle with superior numbers, he basically never lost. Even when facing the great General Gu Jiantang, he dared to claim victory.

Suddenly, a golden cavalry of ten thousand men appeared on the battlefield.

As soon as the battle began, this cavalry easily defeated the 3,000 enemy cavalry that had been diverted away, and then collided with the 10,000 border cavalry.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and men and horses were shattered. The golden-armored cavalrymen were all holding long-handled broadswords, and their killing efficiency was amazing.

After killing 13,000 cavalrymen, this variable force went straight into the battle formation of the Beijing camp.

In an instant, the golden light became brighter, and Yan Zhenchun's pupils shrank. The golden armor on those cavalrymen could actually flow, and it should be as light as a feather, otherwise it would not be able to display a speed comparable to that of light cavalry after wrapping the horses.

It is equivalent to 10,000 heavy cavalry charging into the battle formation.

Of course the collapse happened.

Yan Zhenchun put aside his panic and methodically deployed his troops to the reserve team in an effort to fill the gap.

But their battle formation collapsed too quickly.

When the agility of light cavalry and the impact of heavy cavalry are combined, an overwhelming advantage is presented.

Two infantry battle formations were killed and broken, and four Wu Yue infantry phalanxes changed their formation and advanced steadily forward in a Mitsubishi shape, squeezing the enemy's strategic movement space. Thousands of martial arts masters who had been hiding appeared, speeding up the enemy's defeat.

The golden-armored cavalry cut through the battlefield three times, but there was not a single loss in their numbers.

Whenever these cavalrymen died, Jinjia would look for prey nearby to cover them and take their place.

The situation on the front battlefield was already hopeless. Yan Zhenchun thought about the new emperor's tyrannical nature, and decided to personally lead the last 10,000 cavalrymen to join the battlefield. He gathered 30,000 cavalrymen from the flank and charged straight into the enemy camp.

But the soldiers and cavalry of Wu Yue still ignored them, as if they didn't see these 30,000 people at all.

From the central army camp, only one rider walked out slowly.

He had an ordinary face, ordinary clothes, a common iron knife hanging around his waist, and in his hand was a particularly heavy bow that looked like it weighed dozens of pounds.

Yan Zhenchun's eyes were cold and hard, and the wind was whistling in his ears. He recognized that it was the leader of the Demon Cult, Zhao Gou. Before Yuan Benxi was secretly executed by the new emperor, he deliberately handed over all the intelligence to the civil and military officials he believed to be loyal to the country. Now Zhao Gou had become Han Shengxuan's personal property.

Fifth in the world, the leader of the evil cult.

The guaranteed reward is a warrior from the land fairyland.

Unfortunately, Yan Zhenchun did not flinch at all, but became furious. The courage of a common man has always been contrary to the military strategy of "one man against ten thousand men".

"Do you think you are the King of Jizhou who can break through 15,000 armors?"

The young swordsman was too lazy to answer, but shot out nine heavy black iron arrows in one breath.

Nine thunders rushed into the cavalry ranks, killing three thousand people in an instant. From beginning to end, the tornado of energy continued to linger, forcibly penetrating nine gaps.

The young swordsman drew his sword, and the sword light slashed out with no difference against the first-grade third level or even the half-step martial saint.

In front of the cavalry column, the cavalrymen who advanced were thrown to the ground.

The knife flashes in front and the long sword is behind.

Yan Zhenchun was split in two.

The golden-armored cavalry arrived and cut into the battlefield for the fourth time, breaking up the last bit of the enemy's morale.

The young swordsman, or Jiang Yuan, returned to the central military tent, and several guardians of the Demon Cult came together to greet him.

"The leader's golden armored cavalry is truly unrivaled in the world."

The fourth guardian sat beside the King of Dongwu. She looked to be in her sixties or seventies with white hair, but she must have been a beautiful woman when she was young. She played with the King of Dongwu's stupid face. The whole Wu Yue had fallen into the hands of the evil cult.

"Gather the enemy's infantry and cavalry, send troops to the capital, and use the emperor to command the princes." Jiang Yuan said that those golden-armored cavalrymen simply took advantage of his golden brocade robe secret technique. Even if the energy flowed for 3,600 miles in one breath and supported 10,000 people, it would only take two hours a day.

"Yes." The guardians responded in unison.

(End of this chapter)