The Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/Chapter 64 Who can take the big and good head (7)

Although every new army soldier knew that they were in the camp of a hundred thousand troops. However, at this moment, the 100 thousand troops were just an illusory number, and the enemy troops who were rushing towards him with swords and spears in front of him were real.

Fear spread rapidly in the military camp. When the soldiers who bravely picked up their weapons to meet the enemy fell one by one, the soldiers behind could only start to run away in a mess.

The defeat was like a mountain of defeat.

Even before the army of Green Forest Pinglin Xiajiang joined the battle, the balance had already begun to tilt towards the Chongling Army. When Wang Kuang and Wang Feng finally looked at the fire in the distance and gritted their teeth and issued an order to attack, their existence was no longer important.

"Let's go."

Han Zhuo pulled Wang Mu and shook his head at him.

"No... impossible! How could I lose here! How could I lose here!" Wang Mu shook Han Zhuo's hand away and shouted loudly like a mad tiger: "Han Zhuo! Go find Liu Yan! Kill them!"

"No." Han Zhuo shook his head: "Have you forgotten? When the Lord asked me to follow you, he told me that I must not leave you and assassinate them alone. Everything should be given priority to your life."

"The teacher also said that you will follow my instructions!" Wang Mu rushed to Han Zhuo, grabbed Han Zhuo's clothes tightly, with a ferocious expression like an evil ghost: "This is my order! Order! Go find Liu Yan! And Liu Xiu! Go and kill them!"

"Sorry." Han Zhuo's tone was still plain, and he could not hear any apology: "The Lord said that your life is more important than them. I have to take you back to Wancheng."

After saying that, he slashed Wang Mu's neck with a palm.

The madness on Wang Mu's face disappeared suddenly, and then turned into a ball of unwillingness. His eyes slowly turned white, and his whole body gradually became limp and paralyzed.

Han Zhuo's face in front of him suddenly twisted and fell into darkness with the surrounding scenery.

Han Zhuo picked up the unconscious Wang Mu and ran wildly towards the northern river bank. As for the chaos of the soldiers behind him, he had never cared about it.

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When the remaining three rebels integrated their troops and attacked the new army's camp, it was no longer a battle, but a complete massacre.

The food and grass were burned, the pontoon bridge was destroyed, and the commander fled... The repeated blows completely collapsed the morale of the new army and could no longer organize any effective resistance.

Zhen Fu desperately led a small team of soldiers who were still a little fighting spirit to try to counterattack, but in the end, it did not cause any changes to the overall situation except to die in battle.

Even a large number of soldiers, after losing their will to resist, could only run towards Huang Chunshui, and then try to swim across the river and escape. However, the river water was as cold as ice in the dead of winter. Before, even the elite rangers of Liu Yan's subordinates died by floating on wooden boards. These ordinary soldiers jumped into the river in panic, and were naturally very few who could finally land on the other side.

The miracle of the sudden cessation of the river will not happen again.

By dawn, the camp where the 100,000 troops had been stationed was completely destroyed, covered with burning ashes and corpses all over the ground. The bodies drowned and frozen in Huang Chun's water almost blocked the river.

"I'm afraid the fish in this river will not be eaten for many years..."

Liu Xiu stood by the river bank, looking at the corpse that was rolling in the river, shook his head and sighed softly.

"The world is in chaos and disasters have been going on for years. There were fish in the river before, and I'm afraid it's been fished out long ago." Ren Guang stood beside Liu Xiu and said with a wry smile.

Behind them were all the infantry of the Chongling Army. In the battle just now, there was almost no resistance from the new army except for the initial period of time. The original more than 2,000 people were lost less than 200.

The three men and women in the river were still cleaning the battlefield, escorting surrendered soldiers and robbing the baggage. Although there were not many food and grass in the camp on the south bank, the weapons and armor were naturally abundant.

For the originally poorly equipped rebels, the spoils obtained were simply unimaginable before.

And everyone already knows where the victory of this battle comes from.

——Liu Yan, Liu Xiu. These two names spread rapidly among all the Green Forest Army. From the soldiers to the chief general, everyone told the people around them how Liu Yan and Liu Xiu led the two thousand Chongling Army and defeated the 100,000 army in front of them.

Especially Liu Yan, in those legends, has become synonymous with the god of war and the god of killing.

"Go back, Ah Xiu."
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