Under the mace, red and white things flew everywhere, and armor, bones, shields, and Tianling Caps were smashed one by one.

With the mace and his natural divine power, as long as he doesn't encounter a divine general of Wen Yang's level, he is basically in a no-man's land. And his advantage is not actually duel in battle, but the killing of ordinary soldiers. .

Cavalry has an overwhelming advantage over unarmed infantry.

Now that the battlefield has been defeated, the Chinese sergeants have lost their fighting spirit when they see Liu Heng coming with such ferocious force. They instinctively avoid it, but instead expose Pang Hui who is hiding in the crowd...

Pang Hui was stunned again, "Damn it!"

"Pang Hui'er, you can't run away this time!" Liu Heng rushed over with a ferocious smile.

At this time, Pang Hui had no choice but to bite the bullet.

The two horses crossed each other, and there was a "clang" sound, and the two war horses simultaneously let out an overwhelmed neigh.

The big knife in Pang Hui's hand broke into two pieces and flew away. His arms were like thunder, and he was numb, and the blood in his chest surged, but he still held back after all. When the blood reached his mouth, he swallowed it back. He was shocked in his heart.

This guy has so much strength.

"Pang Hui'er, come again!" Liu Heng's horse rushed out dozens of steps, turned the horse's head, and became more and more courageous as he fought.

But how could Pang Hui give him such an opportunity?

"Walk!"

A dozen miles ahead is Bashui, which is defended by Wang Ji's 10,000 infantry.

But the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

On top of the dragon's head, a group of cavalry rushed down.

It's still green and black, and it's still the same big flag with the word "Yang".

Meng Fei and Cheng Ji's Qiaoqi camp had been waiting for a long time. They originally wanted to intercept Wang Ji or the reinforcements on the east bank of Ba River. However, Wang Ji had already crossed the river from the lower reaches of Ba River, bypassed Longshouyuan, passed through Duqu, and headed straight to the south of Jiacheng.

Wai.

As for the 10,000 infantrymen on the east bank, no matter how tragic the battlefield to the east was, they never made any movement, and only the sound of war drums could be heard scatteredly.

Looking at the mighty cavalry, Pang Hui almost blacked out, "It's over!"

Not only could he not be able to leave, but the defeated army behind him could not escape either.

At a loss of time, an army suddenly came out from the northwest, led by a silver-armored steel whip, who rushed into the enemy cavalry, invincible, and fell off their horses one after another.

"General Pang, there is no need to panic, I am here to help you!"

Wen Yang fought out from the north and gathered hundreds of defeated troops.

Pang Hui was overjoyed, "Once Qian helped me, I was able to survive!"

When the defeated army saw the silver-armored Wen Yang, they all plucked up their courage and attacked Meng Fei.

The battlefield has changed again.

Yang Zheng was leading his heavy cavalry to sweep the battlefield, but unexpectedly the shouts of killing from the east shook the sky.

The enemy was simply defeated. If Wen Yang and Pang escaped back to Ba Shui Camp, the victory would still be a loss.

Only twenty-three out of ten enemy troops actually died on the battlefield, and the rest were all routed.

A large number of defeated troops gathered around Wenyang and Pang Hui, asking them to go back and regroup. The final outcome of this battle was unpredictable.

It is very likely that Wang Ji, Wen Yang, and Pang will attack him again.

It is better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt ten of them!

"Change horses and follow me to capture Pang Hui and Wenyang!"

"Wei!" The cavalrymen put on their unarmored horses one after another, leaving the exhausted horses where they were and guarded by the infantry.

Wenyang, Pang Hui...

Yang Zheng silently recited the names of two people, one was a world-famous general and the other was an old acquaintance.

On the battlefield, the defeated soldiers seemed to have been injected with courage again with Wen Yang. Even Pang Hui became active, and more and more defeated soldiers gathered around them.

Meng Fei and Liu Heng's cavalry could only intercept and kill on both wings.

Although there were a lot of casualties, it could not stop the defeated army's desire for survival. As long as they escaped to Bashui, there would be people to help them.

The army fights and marches at the same time.

Countless people fell on the way back east, and were trampled by war horses again and again.

Finally, Liu Heng and Meng Fei's cavalry penetrated the Chinese army again.

Leaving more than a thousand people behind.

"General Wen, save me!" The defeated soldiers held on to their last hope.

Wen Yang raised his steel whip and prepared to fight back into the formation, but Pang Hui pulled the reins, "If you and I can escape back to the Bashui camp, we can regroup. Don't delay here!"

Wen Yang frowned and threw Pang Hui away, "The soldiers regard us as generals and cannot be blamed. If you want to go, you must save them!"

Pang Hui was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "That's great, Ciqian! You go ahead, I'll take care of you outside."

Wen Yang didn't doubt that he was there, and took a spear from the soldier's hand, "General Pang, treat him kindly, and he will be able to do it as soon as he goes."

Turning the horse's head, he led more than ten riders, turned around and charged towards the siege.

Pang Hui looked at his back, his face gradually darkened, and he urged his horse, "Let's go!"

Wenyang was heading west, while he was heading east.

The knight beside him was stunned, "Isn't the general going to support General Wen?"

"It's so stupid that he is seeking death, and you will be buried with him. As long as you are alive, there is always a chance to avenge Ciqian!" Pang Hui had a sad look on his face, as if he was mourning a dead man.

The riders looked at each other in shock, but the way to survive was right in front of them, and no one wanted to go back and die.

The tiger is here, it doesn't matter if he doesn't run fast, he just needs to outrun his teammates.

In fact, with their speed, they would be intercepted and killed by the cavalry one by one before they could escape back to the Bashui camp.

It is better to go back alive than to die in the interception.

Wen Yang asked for this, so Pang Hui felt at ease...

Three levels of cavalry, one inside and three outside, circled around him in the center of Gai, stabbing with spears, and there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him.

The battle lasted intermittently for nearly three hours. Even a divine general like Wen Yang had reached the end of his life. Even if he could fight again, the horse under his legs was already exhausted. He was hit by more than a dozen spears and hissed.

Falling down suddenly.

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"Pang Hui——" Wen Yang roared angrily, his hair flying wildly, like a tiger in a box.

But there was no response.
Chapter completed!