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

In the fourth year of Qianyuan, spring and summer came together.

The 600,000-strong coalition army from four places and the 120,000-strong army from Liyang met at the Yangzhou Plain.

There are no natural barriers or dangerous terrain within a thousand miles, with only a small county town located behind the Liyang army.

This battle is related to the national destiny of both sides. The winner is likely to take over the vast land south of the river in one fell swoop.

May 5th.

The leader of the coalition forces, Prince Zhao Ying, ordered an attack.

Two armies of one hundred thousand men advanced from the left and right, forming a pincer and gradually surrounding the Liyang Army.

Xie Xichui personally led 300,000 central troops and advanced steadily from the front.

Prince Zhao Ying of the Great Chu led an army of 100,000 and followed behind the central army.

The national war officially begins.

……

The sky is dark.

The central army platform continued to advance.

The generals headed by Xie Xichui gathered together, surrounded by groups of messengers.

"The King of Ji is good at using troops. He was born in the northern Ji frontier and often uses cavalry to achieve success. The enemy should not give us a chance to close the encirclement. Moreover, the King of Ji has a great reputation as the best in the world. If our central army is defeated in the first round of attack, then everything will be over. So I need the two seniors to hold the central army. Moreover, war is not a fight in the arena. You cannot retreat without orders and be prepared to die."

As the actual leader of the battle, Xie Xichui spoke without any evasion.

"I'll go." Yu Xinlang volunteered.

Everyone present knew that this guy's master, Wang Xianzhi, had had a life-and-death battle with the King of Ji.

"Since old man Li has made a move, then count me in as one." Sui Xiegu said with a smile, his white eyebrows reaching his knees. "There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and they have to bow their heads when they see me. Let me take a look at the quality of King Ji for you all."

Xie Xichui nodded, and the two left one after another.

The 600,000-strong army continued to advance, and just ensuring that such a large army did not fall apart in the process was already an extreme test of the commander's ability.

At noon in the morning, there was movement in the Liyang Army camp outside the county town.

20,000 iron cavalry and 10,000 ordinary cavalry led the way, and 90,000 infantry followed behind. They ignored the 200,000 troops gradually extending forward on both sides and launched a fierce attack directly into the enemy army.

On the high platform of the central army, Xie Xichui saw from afar the prince wearing a dark blue python robe.

It is so unwise to gamble everything on one throw, but it also shows how powerful and majestic he is. He is the best in the world in martial arts and the top in literature. Even if there is an absolute difference in military strength, no one dares to guarantee a victory.

Thirty thousand cavalrymen charged into the battle formation. Not only were all the 10,000 cavalrymen in the front row sixth-rank fighters, but they also suddenly transformed into golden armor to wrap the cavalrymen and horses, creating the impact of heavy cavalry while retaining the swiftness of light cavalry.

The five infantry battle formations of 10,000 men in front of the central army seemed to have suffered a heavy blow.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the battle formation in the center collapsed.

His bones were like mud and his head was covered with blood.

When the heavy cavalry charged at the speed of the light cavalry, the effect was completely qualitatively changed. Coupled with the full-strength attack of the sixth-rank warrior, the moment of collision perfectly demonstrated what it meant to be invincible. Wang Xianzhi's first disciple, the Celestial Realm Swordsman Yu Xinlang, was not inferior to the former Western Shu Sword Emperor in terms of realm and killing power.

Facing the powerful Northern Liang cavalry, the Sword Emperor of Western Shu could still kill a thousand men in one go. But at this moment, Yu Xinlang killed more than 160 cavalrymen and was then covered by the golden wave. He volunteered to fight but ended up with no body left.

After the sword-eating old man Sui Xiegu walked into the battle formation, he realized that the situation was not good. He opened his mouth and spit out the powerful sword energy that had been accumulated from eating swords for a hundred years. It formed two sword formations and killed more than 2,000 iron cavalry from Beimang in the future of the original world line.

At the front of the team, Jiang Yuan slightly gathered his thoughts. He was both the head coach and the striker. Thousands of images kept changing in his mind, and no one could deliver a full-force attack.

A spear was thrust out with great force, and thirty-six strands of energy dragons rushed forward violently, unparalleled strength and energy were splashed forward, and in the distance, there were faint roars of angry dragons.

The thirty-six Ganglongs destroyed the two sword formations in an instant. Sui Xiegu used his body as a sword and slashed out with all his life's sword skills. Unfortunately, it was still useless as he was destroyed by the Ganglongs that swept over.

He continued to attack with more moves, killing and wounding four hundred elite infantrymen. Jiang Yuan accelerated his horse. Wang Xianzhi was the only one in the world worthy of his attention. A reincarnation of a giant in the fourteen realms of heaven was willing to practice martial arts diligently and steadily for a hundred years. The combat power of a great warrior obtained in this way would surely be unmatched among those in the same realm.

Before the soul dissipated, Sui Xiegu laughed loudly and asked, "My lord, how about this sword?"

Jiang Yuan was too lazy to answer and fired another shot. Nearly a thousand people were killed in the battle in front of him. The old Emperor Wu suffered a hundred or eighty hits from the full-strength punches before he entered the life-changing stage. He was really surprised that this guy who could be killed with one blow still dared to shout.

Of course, there is the factor that he has become slightly stronger than before, but it cannot change the fact that the other party is not very good.

Looking down from the sky, a golden spearhead pierced into the magnificent battle formation composed of 300,000 troops from the front.

On the high platform of the central army, Xie Xichui kept throwing down command flags to mobilize troops. After the deaths of thirty-one backbones who could be called generals, the golden spearhead finally stopped and lost its ability to charge.

The 100,000 rear troops led by Prince Zhao Ying were divided into two groups, advancing forward from the left and right, overtaking the central army to cut off the enemy's retreat and separate the cavalry and infantry of the Liyang army.

Further out, two armies of a hundred thousand began to close in. Since ancient times, the strategy for dealing with brave cavalry generals has been blockade and encirclement, and the annihilation war continued to thicken the encirclement. Once the scale rises to a battle of hundreds of thousands of troops, the requirements for eyesight and judgment will increase exponentially, and some people are born with the ability to keenly capture the ever-changing anomalies on the battlefield.

Xie Xichui once again issued a military order, and 30,000 cavalrymen with spears led by Half-Step Martial Saint Lu Changkong were dispatched.

In the army, those who are strong and skilled hold spears, so this cavalry is one of the assets accumulated by Mr. Cao.

It was normal that the 30,000 cavalry of Liyang Army turned around at this point and failed to kill the 300,000 central army.

The 90,000 rebel infantrymen who were abandoned came under fierce attack, which also greatly affected the changes in the camp.

From Chenshi to Sishi, a full hour, 30,000 cavalrymen broke through the "iron clamp" of the rear army seventeen times and rushed out of the outermost larger encirclement before the encirclement was completely closed.

May 5th, morning.

The four-region coalition forces and the Liyang army fought for the first time.

The coalition forces suffered 150,000 casualties in the battle, and the Liyang army lost 60,000 troops, including 4,000 of the 20,000 Huchu cavalry who were killed in battle.

With 450,000 troops fighting against 60,000, the coalition forces suffered significantly more casualties, but the disparity in troop numbers was growing rapidly.

On the high platform of the central army, Xie Xichui looked at the enemy troops retreating into the county town. His hands and feet were still trembling slightly. He couldn't help but be afraid. Once the central army was lost, a complete defeat would follow.

While he was stunned, a flash of lightning came roaring from a distance, as fast as lightning.

The attack was twenty miles away, and most of the power was consumed. However, when Cheng Baishuang, who was half a step away from becoming a Confucian sage, leaped into the air and mobilized all his righteous energy to resist, he was still blown up in an instant, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Xie Xichui stretched out his hands to support the edge of the sand table, his face firm. Even if he died, he would not let down Xichu Guoen and Mr. Cao's cultivation.

(End of this chapter)