V3.Chapter 97

Zhenjun's camp is advancing forward, while Sichuan's camp is retreating back. Seeing this, Feng Yu was in a hurry. He pulled out his sword and shouted to the surrounding Sichuan soldiers: "those who are afraid to move forward, those who are afraid to retreat, and those who are afraid to fight and escape!"

Unfortunately, the difference in combat effectiveness between the two sides is too great to be compensated by tenacious fighting spirit.

On the battlefield, the red eyed Zhen people are no different from the wild animals. When the weapons in their hands are cut off, they directly rush forward, punch, hit with their heads, bite with their teeth, and their whole body is full of weapons.

Looking at the Sichuan army opposite, people's faces were full of panic, and their arms trembled. Without being knocked back by Zhenjun, they had retreated involuntarily.

Feng Yu was unwilling to be defeated by the rebels, and he couldn't stand such humiliation. At this time, the Sichuan army was clearly defeated, but he would rather bite his teeth and refuse to order the retreat, commanding the officers and men of the Sichuan army to continue to fight with the Zhenjun army.

As the troops of the Sichuan army became less and less, and the camp retreated more and more, Meng Xiong saw Feng Yu who was commanding the battle in the crowd of the Sichuan army.

He didn't know who Feng Yu was, but looking at his dazzling golden armor, he immediately judged that this person should have a high military rank.

Meng Xiong didn't say anything, so he rushed in the direction of Feng Yu. When he was only ten meters away from Feng Yu, the bodyguards around Feng Yu finally noticed Meng Xiong. The bodyguards exclaimed one after another, "no, the enemy will kill you. The general will leave quickly!"

However, it was too late for them to retreat at this time. Meng Xiong suddenly shouted and urged his horse to rush towards Feng Yu. Three bodyguards roared at Meng Xiong, hoping to stop him and strive for as much time for the coach to retreat as possible.

However, they rushed up quickly and fell down faster. Meng Xiong's force was not under Raymond at all. His spirit was strong and powerful. The long knife wheel rose. Even if the bodyguard reluctantly blocked it with spirit soldiers, he was shocked to bleed from his mouth and nose, either killed on the spot or fainted.

Feng Yu's bodyguards were like grass mustard in front of Meng Xiong. The latter successively hit heavy knives, which were as powerful as bamboo. They killed the bodyguard's crowd at one go and urged the horse to come near Feng Yu. The long knife in his hand swung round and chopped down the Huashan Mountain.

Feng Yu's force is not in vain. He is an orthodox military general. Even now he is old, his cultivation of Lingwu is exquisite. However, under Meng Xiong's brute force, his cultivation is useless.

His horizontal sword blocked Meng Xiong's heavy knife, and there was a loud click in his earrings. Feng Yu's arms holding the sword were broken, and his horse's hooves were broken and knelt to the ground.

Without giving Feng Yu a chance to breathe, Meng Xiong waved his long knife horizontally and shouted, "take your head!"

Go! With this knife, Feng Yu's neck was directly cut off and his head was lifted into the air.

Without waiting for his head to fall, Meng Xiong explored with one hand and just clasped the broken head in the air in his hand. He held his bleeding head high above his head, laughed wildly, turned back and shouted, "the enemy commander is dead, brothers, kill all the Sichuan thieves for me! Kill!"

Feng Yu's death was the deadliest blow to the Sichuan army. The next battle could not be regarded as a battle at all, but turned into a one-sided massacre. The morale of the officers and men of the Zhen army was greatly boosted. People roared and rushed forward. On the contrary, the Sichuan army, from soldiers to generals, was frightened and cold, had no love for war, and people retreated in groups.

Zhenjun, whose ferocious nature has been completely stimulated, is not willing to let the Sichuan Army soldiers escape. Led by Meng Xiong, Zhenjun chased and killed them fiercely. The Sichuan Army soldiers fled and died all the way, and countless casualties.

The battle on their side was clearly seen by Tang Yin and others not far away.

Feng Yu, the commander of the Sichuan army, was also a famous general of the state of Sichuan. As a result, the war situation was completely one-sided, which made people sigh and sigh. At the same time, he could not help but feel a sense of fear of the Zhen army.

Qingyu whispered, "king, the combat power of Zhenjun is really rare in the world!"

"Yes!" Cheng Jin sighed, "in terms of combat power alone, the combat power of the Zhen army is by no means inferior to that of the plain army."

Qingyu said: "now Zhenjun has only tens of thousands of people, which is not a worry, but if it is allowed to develop and grow into hundreds of thousands, or even millions, it is millions of plain troops, not to mention sweeping the country of Sichuan, even sweeping the world is not surprising!"

"Ha ha!" Tang Yin smiled up, looked at Qingyu, and then looked at Cheng Jin with the same worried face. He said, "I can revive the Zhenjun army and destroy them. There's nothing to worry about. What I'm interested in now is how Xiao Xiang will react when the Sichuan court learns that the four military regiments stationed in Zhenxi have been destroyed by the rebels?"

Qingyu thought for a moment and said, "I think Xiao Xiang should send the strongest army and the most powerful general of Sichuan to zhenpingluan."

Tang Yin shrugged and said, "if it were me, I would go out to fight with the rebels in person and fight a decisive battle."

Qingyu and Cheng Jin looked at each other and smiled at each other. The former said, "not every monarch has the spirit of a king." Of course, it can also be said that not everyone is as bellicose as Tang Yin.

Cheng Jin looked at the battlefield that was getting farther and farther away and asked, "king, do we want to watch the war with the past?"

Tang Yin waved his hand and said, "there is no need to look at the next battle. I think what Zhenjun needs most now is the armaments and money and food of China's assistance, not us."

"The king means..."

"We can go back to Beijing." Tang Yin stretched his muscles and bones, looked around, shook his head and sighed, "Zhendi is still barren and barren as always. It's really not a suitable place to play."

Qingyu said: "although the victory is in hand, Zhenjun's troops are too few to wipe out the Sichuan army. If the remnants of the Sichuan army retreat, nine times out of ten they will retreat north. If we go to the north now, we should be able to intercept many remnants of the Sichuan army, and even meet Chen Lihua, the commander-in-chief of the Sichuan army."

Tang Yin asked with a smile, "what if I meet you?"

Cheng Jin zhengse said: "of course, kill him. Chen Lihua is also a famous general of the state of Sichuan. Get rid of this person..."

"Getting rid of this person will only give Sichuan's truly talented generals a chance to be promoted." Tang Yin shrugged and said, "it may be more beneficial for people like Chen Lihua to survive than to kill him. Let's go. This is not our battlefield."

Qingyu thought about it and felt that Tang Yin's words also had a certain truth. He nodded and said, "what the king said is very true!"

Tang Yin smiled and didn't say anything more. He sent a secret arrow to send a message to Li Shu to explain his whereabouts. By the way, he brought back his own personnel left in Zhenjun. Then, he took Qingyu and others to the northeast and returned to Shangjing.

Zhenxi is dry and rainless. There are no rivers. Most of it is loess. Looking at it, the land is bare and there is no grass. As long as the wind blows, it is yellow sand and flying soil all over the sky. It is also a very painful thing to go on the road in Zhendi.

Tang Yin and his party have more than 50 people, all of whom ride horses, but they walk very slowly. Once the horses run fast, they will be covered with dust in a short time. What's worse, they have to walk a long way to reach the next city. There is no place to take a bath along the way.

Moreover, they were not in a hurry to return to Beijing, so they drove slowly and leisurely all the way. Cheng Jin looked at the sky and said to Tang Yin, "king, it's estimated that it will be dark after passing Wan'an valley. Shall we rest in the valley tonight?"

Yin LAN immediately raised her eyebrows when she heard the speech and muttered, "there are often falling stones in Wan'an valley. I don't want to be beaten to death when I sleep."

Tang Yin and Qingyu burst out laughing. The latter said, "when I came, I remember there was a small forest in the east of Wan'an valley. We can spend the night in the forest."

They were talking. Suddenly, Tang Yin reined in the reins and turned his head sideways. Everyone was stunned. They all stopped their horses and looked back at Tang Yin. Qingyu asked, "king, what's the matter?"

Tang Yin didn't reply immediately. He listened attentively for a while and said, "there is a horse team approaching this way."

"The horse team?" Qingyu and others were surprised and subconsciously looked around. There was no dust or the sound of horses' hoofs, but they also knew that Tang Yin's cultivation was profound and his ear power was far better than himself.

Tang Yin listened for a while, waved his hand and said, "don't worry, let's continue our journey." As he spoke, he urged the horse to move on. The crowd went out again for half a column of incense. At this time, people heard a faint roar.

Cheng Jin subconsciously looked back and saw that behind them, the sky was full of dust, like a whirlwind, coming to him quickly.

He subconsciously narrowed his eyes and said to Tang Yin in a hurry, "king, the horse team that rushed over must have at least thousands of horses!"

Qingyu's body was shocked and blurted out, "it shouldn't be the loser of the Sichuan army!"

Hearing his words, Cheng Jin's nerves tightened immediately, and his hands naturally lifted up and held the saber tightly at his waist.

Seeing this, Tang Yin shook her head and smiled. She leaned over to pat Cheng Jin on the arm and said, "no matter who came, remember, anything that happened here in Zhendi has nothing to do with us."

"Yes! King!" Cheng Jin promised simply, but his eyes were always aiming back.

Unfortunately, Qingyu was right. Rushing towards them was indeed the defeat of the Sichuan army. Under the double attack of the Zhen army, the Sichuan army, which had little left, collapsed and was defeated.

Chen Lihua, Gao Peng and chaisong, the three commanders, led the defeated soldiers to the Wan'an Valley and tried to escape to Jinsha city. As a result, they met Tang Yin and his party who were going to Jinsha city.