The two armies formed a melee of hand-to-hand combat, and the artillery was difficult for the artillery to play a role. Zou Hua simply ordered the horse to pull the cannons, followed the cavalry, and directly placed the cannon behind the Fusang army and fired in the rear.

After defeating the troops behind the palace, the Lu army's iron hooves could trample on the Fusang Army's rear formation without anyone to control it. The first thing that was to suffer was the temporary battlefield hospital.

The wounded soldiers raised their guns and tried to organize resistance. However, two rows of shrapnel bombed over, causing the sporadic resistance to collapse quickly. Sun Feibao fought in Yankee for several years and was very influenced by Yankee and did not support this kind of prisoner killing. He suggested on the side: "Sister, these are all injuries, not a big deal, right? The coach knows, he will blame..."

"Little Leopard, I think you are getting back to life. What are your brother-in-law afraid of blame? We are a family, why dare he shoot you? Don't worry, if you have a sister to support you, you don't have to be afraid of anything. Just say my order, see what he can do to me." Sun Meiyao, who has a son, is not afraid of Zhao Guanhou losing his temper. No matter what trouble he causes, just carry the little guy out and keep Zhao Guanhou's anger gone.

Sun Guiliang plus hundreds of lives in the Sun family made Sun Meiyao hate the Fusang soldiers to the core. Whether it was a wounded soldier or a prisoner, in her eyes, they were strong enemies who were destined to kill them and then quickly. In fact, she was not the only one who had similar hatred. Most of the entire cavalry brigade regarded Fusang soldiers as mortal enemies. However, due to military orders, they did not dare to be arrogant. Now that the superiors came out to issue orders, the final constraints did not exist.

"I am honored to fight side by side with the army." The officer with the highest rank in the Fusang wounded soldiers shouted, summoned dozens of active wounded soldiers and faced the cavalry in despair. This was also the last force resistance of the wounded soldiers.

Several injured military musicians slammed the trumpet firmly before being slashed to complete the last performance in their lives. However, most of the wounded soldiers could only make desperate screams or beg for mercy.

Fireworks were accompanied by screams, horses stomped, knife slashed, and fire burned. These cavalry used all the methods they thought to unilaterally kill the wounded soldiers. Later, military enthusiasts from Fusang studied this war history and insisted that the reason why the casualties in Fusang far exceeded those in Shandong during the Shandong war in Fusang were not in Shandong's strategy and Shandong's nursing system. But in Shandong, the shameless attack on the wounded soldiers hospitals caused a large number of wounded soldiers to lose the opportunity to return to the battlefield after recovery, and based on this, they wrote a long paper to criticize the ugly behavior of the Lu army.

However, for now, Sun Meiyao and her cavalry brigade are in an unrivaled position. Fusang, which is already in an unfavorable situation, will be able to collapse if the troops are drawn back to the rear for support. Furthermore, the cavalry's high mobility makes it difficult to succeed in trying to capture the cavalry and annihilate it.

This iron cavalry was like a crazy bison, turning the entire Fusang camp. Explosions and flames spread in the camp. The Lu army's artillery joined in time and covered all areas that dared to shoot at the cavalry with artillery fire. The number and quality of the temporary mobilized guards could not be compared with the cavalry. Not only did they fail to curb the cavalry's offensive, but they were even run over by the cavalry and disappeared into the chaos. When the Lu army, the direct lineage, officially appeared, the balance of the battlefield was finally completely tilted.

The messengers and correspondents of the Fusang army may be hunted at any time, and the communication between the front and rear was basically interrupted. With the fall of the camp, the wounded were not resettled and the ammunition could not be replenished. Even the command center of the Shenwei was likely to be taken away by the cavalry in one fell swoop.

The collapse inevitably happened. In terms of the number of people, the Fusang army still retained a large-scale force. Judging from the numbers, it seemed that it could be divided into two parts. However, those on the battlefield clearly knew that the Fusang army had been defeated and had no hope of turning the tables.

The battle flag fell into the enemy's hands, and the soldiers began to turn around and run. Due to their ineffective command, even the arrangements of the troops behind the palace could not be passed on. Only some troops relied on their enlightenment and shouted, "Lu Army, let's try our courage! You guys, see you, Jiu Duan Saka!" They took the initiative to face the assault troops of the Lu Army. Before being swallowed by the army, they resisted tenaciously and fought until the last moment.

However, more troops became chaotic because of losing command, and all their courage had long been exhausted from hunger and despair. When the collapse occurred, they threw down their weapons without any pressure and followed the brigade to flee, not only leaving their backs to the Lu army, but also shattering the defense line that the friendly and neighboring troops worked hard to maintain.

The rear army desperately tried to create a path for smooth transfer. The Lu army had no intention of defending the road. The cavalry took the initiative to open the path and let the Fusang army escape. The artillery fired artillery on both wings, reducing the number of Fusang soldiers bit by bit.

If the cavalry cooperated with the artillery to build a line of defense, the Fusang soldiers would indeed fight to the death. Then it would be very likely to stage a high-level offensive and defensive battle together. However, when the path appears in front of you, Yu Wang, who survives, defeats the fighting spirit. No matter whether it is artillery or guns, he can no longer care about it. Everyone thinks that they must escape before this life channel is closed!

Bombardment, guns, and tail-chasing. These are not as attractive as survival. The soldiers even abandoned their weapons and only wanted to be faster. Compared with the enemies on both sides, the robes that stood in front of them were even more hateful. Screaming, pushing, and even killing began to take place. The strong soldiers who have always become famous for their discipline have become scattered soldiers and brave men at this time.

Chasing the Death and chasing the North! At this stage of the battle, there is no suspense. The pursuit troops began to pursue the death of the first one. In this era, the main killing of the victorious side was not the volleyball and hand-to-hand sword on the battlefield, but the sweeping and pursuit after victory. It is difficult for the troops who have lost command to organize a decent counterattack, not to mention that in the face of the superior forces of the Lu army, resistance is no different from killing.

Hunter soldiers searched for the remaining Fusang soldiers in the mountains and forests. The large army of the Lu army was like a large spread net, with a vast net of sky and no leakage. In this net, Fusang soldiers had no other way out except to die from surrender.

Zhao Guanhou did not participate in the pursuit, but returned to the command center with a team of people. The first person to greet Yang Yuzhu was anxious. She changed into a military uniform and carried two revolvers in her hand. When Zhao Guanhou came back, she hurried over and asked, "How is it, we won?"

"Of course I won! The Fusang people have retreated, and our troops have begun to pursue. If you dare to attack me in Shandong, you will not let him suffer any great things. If you continue this stick, you will have to let him know how to write the word "pain". In the future, you will not always think about my three-point land!"

In Yang Yuzhu's heart, she once again compared this man with Guo Jian. No matter how she was slutty in her selfishness, she had to admit a basic fact that Guo Jian could not defeat the Fusang people.

No matter how good his martial arts or how great his ambitions he has, he will never win. Look at his brothers from Shaanxi. After arriving in Shandong, they really look like an army. By comparing with Shaanxi, you can conclude that the Shaanxi army in Shaanxi can only be considered a bandit. No matter how free he lived at that time, he could only have a real future in Shandong.

She had many thoughts in her mind, but Zhao Guanhou had ignored her and walked towards the command center. Cheng Yue and Feng Zhi had already run out. The two had noble identities and were stopped by female soldiers, so they were not allowed to leave the command center. Otherwise, in their mood, they would probably have to fight to the position with their swords and fight side by side with Zhao Guanhou to be relieved.

Jiang Fengzhi pulled Zhao Guanhou and looked at him with anxiety, "Junior brother, are you injured? Fusang people have great shooting skills. Why do you have to run forward? You are the commander, you should be Zhuge Liang in the command center. Why did you run to the front and sing the great martial arts? Looking back, I have to complain to Sister Han Zhi and ask her to deal with you."

"It's okay, look, am I not doing well? The Fusang people's large troops have fled, but the small groups are still wandering, and the sporadic battles have to last for a while. You still have to pay attention to safety."

Jiang Fengzhi shook her head and said, "Safe? We can't be safe. If you are not by my side, I will feel uneasy. Maybe when I will go to the front line to find you. If you want me to be safe, unless you are here, you are also still."

"Okay, okay, if you can't, don't move, I'll be here to accompany you. To be honest, I can't move even if I want to. After fighting, it doesn't mean I'm fine. I'll give bonuses, pensions, calculate casualties, and recognize military achievements. In fact, after fighting, I have more chores. Even if I want to go out and kill, the brothers below will not do it."

Cheng Yue is shy, unlike Feng Zhi who is heartless. Since she met, she has just held her husband's hand tightly and said nothing. She has gone through hardships and naturally doesn't want to lose the favor she finally got because of her speech. Then she said, "Master, I can help with the matter of the discussion. And... Miss Yuzhu."

Her eyes were not blind, and she could naturally see some clues. Instead of being a villain, it would be better to go with the flow. She could always help her when she was able to compete with the Ten Princess. Since Baoci, the Ten Princess's majesty in the inner house has become increasingly powerful, but she can't afford to provoke her, so she must find an ally.

Yang Yuzhu said: "Master, if you want to say that you want to tell me, then do you tell me whether I'm going to tell me. Have you promised me that as long as our Shaanxi Army fights well this time, you will agree to my request. This time, how dare you say that our Shaanxi Army brothers are not fighting well?"

Seeing Yang Yuzhu's appearance of being a sacrificial person, Zhao Guanhou hurriedly waved his hand, "I dare not do this. The cold baby in Guanzhong is well-known. He can stand up and die, and he can kill people. This time we can win, and the contributions of the Shaanxi brothers will never be erased. What kind of reward do Miss Yuzhu wants, just say, I will do it when I say it."

A vigilant light rose in Fengzhi's eyes. He grabbed Zhao Guanhou's hand with one hand, and clenched his fists with the other hand, staring at the beautiful widow to see what requests she would make.

Yang Yuzhu had already thought about it and said calmly: "I want a quota, a quota for school. It's not your girls' school, it's useless for me to go to normal school. I want to study in a military academy! Isn't there a martial arts school in Shandong? Isn't Sun Meiyao not a female cavalry commander? I want to study in the infantry department and become an infantry commander in the future. Why? You Shandong only allow women to command cavalry, not women to command infantry?"

Zhao Guanhou smiled and said, "First of all, I want to correct your mistake. It's not our Shandong, but our Shandong. This is my territory and your home. Don't make a mistake. Secondly, Shandong is equal to men and women, so women can certainly be officers. However, there are men in the martial arts school. Will it be inconvenient for you to enter the school? Besides, in the future, training and internships with the camp will be no more than if you occasionally leave the ticket, that's what you really want to enter the camp."

"What are you afraid of? Don't you have a female barracks? Isn't it enough to set up a female barracks for us women in Shaanxi? Don't think that only women from Shandong can join the army. The women in Guanzhong will start to splash, even men will give them three points. There are some strong women in the countryside. As long as you are willing to pay military salaries, someone will be willing to sell your life to you! How about this, just this request, don't you nod?"

Zhao Guanhou said: "Of course I have to point this. If I don't agree, I will not be a boyish person. I only use the cold kids from Shaanxi and refuse to use the aunts in Guanzhong? As long as I can recruit soldiers, I will set up a female barracks. Also, you can go to Guanzhong to recruit some Mizhi Po. My brothers also have many bachelors, Mizhi Po Suidehan, the more you are, the better. Not only you... Cheng Yue, you can go to the military academy, and be a companion with Miss Yuzhu."

"Me?" Cheng Yue was stunned, then shook her head quickly, "No, absolutely not. There are all men in the military academy... I dare not."

Yang Yuzhu chuckled, "Am I not a woman? The Grand Marshal asked Mrs. Yue to attend the military academy just to be our company so that there would be no ignorant man to tease me. Besides, this is also a kind heart. Mrs. Yue, don't let the Grand Marshal down."

Feng Zhi saw that Yang Yuzhu's request was just to be an officer, and a stone fell to the ground in his heart. He secretly wondered: Why are there such a stupid person? It's so good to be a police officer to investigate, you don't have to suffer so much. The life of a soldier is much more painful than that of a police officer. Why bother to suffer? But Cheng Yue would have to enter the camp early, and it would be a clean thing to see.

At first, a correspondent rushed to the command center, and without exception, they all came to report the victory. There were also news in Weifang City, which was to forward the telegram from Jinan. The Baliwa victory and the cavalry in Fusang were wiped out.

The troops who escaped from the battlefield by chance were intercepted by armed forces from all over the country during their subsequent escape, either dead or captured. The content of another telegram came from the capital. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs paid great attention to the Battle of Weifang. The latest secret telegram was: diplomatic relations are the priority, and the overall situation is the priority.

Another telegram came from a telegram room in a county town. The sender's name was also a pseudonym. Such a telegram would not be put into Zhao Guanhou. However, the content of the telegram attracted the interest of the Ten Princess and ordered it to be forwarded. The content above was not long:

The righteous spirit soared into the sky, awakening the stars and shining coldly. The terrifying waves and the storm of the wind and clouds were lingering.

Feng Zhi was puzzled by reading it, "Isn't this the lyrics of Zhou Gongjin on the stage? This person spent so much telegram fee, what does it mean to shoot this for you?"
Chapter completed!