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Chapter 501: The whole line collapses

Dingling, Dinglingling..., the sound of metal touching sounded in the thick smoke, spreading in this environment seemed surprising. Finally, the sound of this sound came into the ears of the soldiers of Wang Jun who had already lost their strength. These soldiers who were almost unable to get up on the ground looked into the smoke and dust with doubt, not knowing what this sound meant.

The ghosts were burning in the dust, and the sound was getting closer and closer, which made everyone's soldiers in Bingzhou at a loss. Finally, someone stepped out of the dust. It was a fully armed masked Youzhou infantry. The soldier squinted his eyes, and there were black dust around his eyes, and there were traces of tears that were smoked out on the edges of the black eyes.

Humph! The infantry who had been trekking a long distance looked slightly and stood outside the dust and took a deep breath. It was full of satisfaction. It felt so good to be able to breathe fresh air. The next moment, the infantry took down the suona at the waist, as if guiding something. The metal sounds in the dust suddenly became denser.

Groups of Youzhou infantry rushed out of the smoke and dust and kept killing Wang Jun's camp.

"The people of Bingzhou have become exhausted after working overnight. The King of Yan ordered them to kill them and leave them in this cemetery. The Dragon Crimson Camp will be killed by me!" Cao Qian pulled off the Dragon Crimson Knife with an iron ring on his back, pointed directly at Wang Jun's camp and shouted loudly.

"Kill!" The soldiers of the Longque Camp carried the ring-headed sword and rushed directly through the river more than ten meters wide but only half a human. Behind them, the 50,000 Youzhou infantry were gathering in this direction, listening to the guidance of the suona.

"It's the army of Yan thieves, report to the general!" Several soldiers lying on the ground struggled and jumped up, stumbled into the barracks, hoping that the soldiers returning to the barracks had already rested and could have the power to fight.

This scene fell in Cao Qian's eyes and thought to himself, "Your Highness is right. Wang Jun's army has been finished and he has lost all night. Today is the time when the entire Bingzhou army is wiped out."

"All annihilate the Bingzhou army and fight to determine Bingzhou." Cao Qian shouted to the generals of each unit, led the Longque Camp across the river and rushed into the Bingzhou camp, destroying the guards outside the camp, and the Longque Camp broke into the camp without hesitation.

The battle was very fierce, and people were killed every moment. A living person soon turned into a cold corpse. It can be seen how fragile life is in the fierce war. Blood flowed out of the bodies of these lost soldiers and gathered together to form messages that flowed into the river, dyeing the river water red.

After a night of high-intensity fire fighting, the soldiers of Bingzhou who had not had time to rest did not even breathe, saw the Youzhou infantry coming to the door. After encouraging them to resist, they realized what it means to kill the thief but not to return to the sky. The two sides were very different in all aspects and were soon chopped down to the ground one by one, while the Youzhou infantry rushed into the camp without stopping.

The Bingzhou Army, which could not resist, was panicked like a stray dog, running around like a headless fly, Jixi escaped.

The entire Bingzhou army collapsed. Not to mention the Bingzhou army brought by Wang Jun, even the Liu Yuan troops in it could not resist it. Last night, Liu Yuan troops were busy all day, and the situation was not much better than Wang Jun's subordinates.

However, the Youzhou army actually chased the wildfire directly to attack. Sima Ji's cruel use of troops showed that he actually ignored the safety of his subordinates and asked his subordinates to attack through the fire.

"I can only run first." Wang Jun glanced at the chaotic military camp with a fierce look. He could only walk away with thirty-six strategies, and he would go on horseback and take his personal guards around him to escape.

It would be too late to be too late. Just a glance will make you understand that in this case, let alone resist, even begging for life depends on the mood of the Youzhou infantry. The Youzhou infantry did not have this mood. The King of Yan had already issued a death order. He had to fight in the first battle and he would never show mercy. He must kill all the enemies that were invaded to show the world.

"It would rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one go." Sima Ji shouted viciously at the hilly area fifty miles south of Wang Jun's camp, "In the troubled times, you cannot establish your authority without taking any ruthless actions. This battle will kill all those who participated in the war in Bingzhou. After success, you will be able to move south. All the places where I expect to pass will be surrendered. Don't be surprised. If we are defeated, the fate of the people of Youzhou may be worse."

"Zhang Dalishan, each led a Jurchen 10,000 team to give me the possible route of fleeing south. The remaining Jurchen 10,000 team was cruising in a radius of fifty miles, specifically hunting scattered soldiers and roaming warriors. They were not allowed to evacuate within seven days." Sima Ji issued a military order indifferently, "Sima follows the army, remember to double the number of soldiers killed and surrendered to Bingzhou, and say that this king surrendered 200,000 and passed to Sima Yong's territory. When Sima Yong was recruiting troops, the people who were recruited hoped to be smarter."

"But King Yan, will your reputation be damaged in this way? It is not conducive to prestige among the world." Sima Suijun was shocked and quickly spoke, "The other kings may use this as an excuse to attack Your Highness."

"It's better not to have the prestige passed down by word of mouth by word of the gentry. The so-called dominance of the dynasty is the morale of the army. I would rather the enemy be afraid of me." Sima Ji pulled out his long sword and said to himself, "The military expenditure for this battle will still be paid, and people will still scold me when the time comes."

In the Bingzhou Camp, the resistance had already collapsed across the board. The solid armor on the Longque Camp alone was enough to resist most of the flowing arrows on the battlefield. If you want to penetrate the steel plate of the armor in full, you not only need special armor-piercing arrows, but also have to shoot at least within 30 meters. You must also pray for good luck, and the arrows will not slide away from the curved surface of the armor. Just this distance, if you miss a single arrow, the archer will definitely have no chance to shoot a second arrow. It is not easy to do a single blow to give fatal damage.

The troops under Wang Jun are still weapons of this era. Armor-breaking arrows exist, but just like this shiny and extremely strong half-body armor, this armor-breaking weapon is also arranged in the hands of Sima Ji's Jurchen cavalry, fifty miles south to the south, and is also used to deal with them.

The soldiers who fled Bingzhou were fleeing, and behind them were Youzhou infantry chasing with big swords, especially the infantry of the Longque Camp. Once the distance was too close, the soldiers who fled Bingzhou could hear the buzzing metal ring, which could stimulate potential more than any sound.
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