The bloody morning mist flowed slowly in the fields around Gan County. The sound of fighting that continued all night gradually became hoarse, mixed with countless moans. The flag of the Duke of Pei's army and the rebel flag with the "Fufeng" were soaked in blood and inserted into the piles of corpses.

Guo Fengluo stomped the head of a rebel general with one foot. The bright dark armor he was wearing seemed even more brilliant in the morning light, and the bright light in the runes made people unable to look directly at it.

However, the sweat that the Xuanjia Commander, who was over 50 years old, constantly oozing out of the Xuanjia gap, had turned into white salt frost. He had discarded the heavy weapons before a cup of tea, which was a sign of the exhaustion of the Xuanjia Sage's true qi.

There were sixty or seventy mysterious armors lying on the ground around him, including those on their side and those on the rebels of Fufeng County.

These indestructible metal monsters were deformed and twisted at this time, and the minced meat and blood were still gushing out from the cracks of the black armor. The heavy objects fell and squeezed, and the true energy accumulated in the armor was released, making these flesh and blood flow down the edge of the chopping board, and under the light of the bright black armor on his body, it shone with a strange pink.

Apart from him, only a blue armor fell to him, and less than two hundred steps in front of them, the rebel heavy cavalry was reorganizing the formation.

The rebel heavy cavalry that joined the battle group in the middle of the night was now scattered, and the hands holding horse lances were already trembling.

The "Fufeng" military flag not far from the left behind them suddenly fell down, and the flagpole hit a rebel whose head was hanging down and seemed to be breathless. The remaining body, which was only half of the body, twitched a few more times.

The whimpering horns among the rebels rang again.

A heavy armored infantry, with a number of about 700, began to advance steadily. In front of them was a depression. If you break through this depression, you could approach the slope where the Duke of Pei was located.

In the depression less than two miles wide, more than a thousand corpses who died in battle last night were entangled in various strange postures. A Tang army crossbowman was nailed to an elm tree with a spear, and his intestines were hanging down, and several black crows were falling on him to eat. In front of him, more than a dozen rebel cavalry lost their heads, but they still maintained the posture of placing bows and arrows.

As the heavy armored infantry advanced steadily, the sound of shattering bones constantly erupted under their feet, and the nostrils were stuffed with linen soaked with ointment, which could isolate the strong smell of blood and stench. However, when these infantry advanced along the blood mud that was beyond their ankles, some people suddenly vomited.

In front of them were corpses torn to pieces by the crossbow of the bed. The broken ribs of the corpses bloomed like petals. Among them, there was a formed fetus inside one of them.

There were very few women in the Tang Dynasty's army, let alone charging into battle. Whether this woman was a doctor or a practitioner in the army, she died here in battle, which only means that all the troops she belonged to had died here in battle.

Twelve groups of drummers have been rotated in the army of Duke Pei.

After the battle lasted for five hours, at least 30,000 corpses were left in the wilderness.

However, the battle continues.

When this heavy armored infantry advanced to the edge of the depression, the spear formation that they were waiting for in full force in front of them quietly dispersed.

Less than a hundred steps ahead of the platform where Duke Pei was located, a row of bed crossbows were pushed out.

Looking at these bed crossbows, several commanders in the heavy armored infantry looked shocked.

"It's really an old fox."

One of them sighed helplessly.

The fact that he could even bring so many bed crossbows during the marching can only show that there were even many craftsmen in the Duke of Pei who were skilled in dismantling and installation, or that his soldiers had long been sent to learn the skills of dismantling and installing large-scale weapons.

Many of the ordnances were brought by him to pieces.

However, this kind of thing was not used to deal with those heavy riders last night.

Maybe it was just because Ye Fengque and Situ Qingcheng were old foxes, and ordinary generals often hid, and the heavy cavalry used to launch a fatal blow was filled out by them as soon as possible.

The large number of cavalry troops were exhausted at the beginning of the battle. At this time, even they began to understand that Situ Qingcheng and Ye Fengque might not have considered that this army could retreat.

Either win here or die here.

Unfortunately, they can no longer see the final result.

When the heavy armored infantry commander, who cursed the old fox, listened to the sound of the tsunami of the sensation of the bed crossbow, turned around and stared in the direction he came, he saw an incredible scene again.

A flagpole stood up.

The body of a general was hung from the flagpole.

That was a young general named Situ Tianqing.

The most important thing is that he is the son of Situ Qingcheng.

The heavy armored infantry general smiled bitterly.

Situ Qingcheng was telling everyone, let’s see clearly, the general has filled all his sons into this meat mincing farm.

The crossbow arrows of the bed crossbow hit the heavy armor and made a loud bang bang.

Amid his bitter smile, the heavy armored infantry in front of him was cut down like wood, and then such a voice appeared on him.

When the flagpole was carrying Situ Tianqing's body up, black dust was raised in Qian County, which was full of scorched earth.

A large number of soldiers wearing cloth clothes, some even ordinary farmers, lifted up the stone slabs covered by the tunnel with bows and arrows and long swords, and rushed out of the city on ashes and scorched earth.

Faced with this amazing soldier emerging from the tunnel, Duke Pei and the staff around him did not even have any unnecessary emotional changes in their eyes.

Under the tactics of Situ Qingcheng, this trick can no longer play any role. Only when the morale of a certain side of the army is shaken will the two sides decide the outcome.

After receiving the military information conveyed by Shangguan Zhaoyi and inferring that the most dangerous move in Situ Qingcheng would have been solved by Gu Liubai, Duke Pei and his staff were very clear that the more exquisite the design, the easier it was to be used by some insiders.

So they just chose the most solid tactics, and temporarily dispersed some troops that might have problems, or filled them in as soon as possible.

Prince Pei stared at Situ Tianqing's body raised from the flagpole and suddenly said jokingly, "Do you think this person is Situ Qingcheng's own son? Could it be that his wife stole the person and gave birth to him?"

The group of practitioners around the high platform were originally extremely solemn, but when they heard Duke Pei's words, they burst into laughter.

Such laughter came out, and the entire central army burst into thunderous shouts instantly.

The generals of the border army will do something to boost morale when the right time is right.

Even a joke or an action can play a big role when it is right.

Listening to the thunderous shouts, Duke Pei looked at the enemy in the wilderness and knew that Situ Qingcheng could not hold on for long.

Just looking at the location of the enemy general in the distance, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Before this, Situ Qingcheng was just an unknown character to him, but at this moment he couldn't help but respect Situ Qingcheng, whom he had never met.

A rebel general can be so stable that he realizes that he can't do it.

Talent!

Unfortunately, it's the enemy.

However, when he thought of Gu Liubai, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

The only regret in my heart was gone.

After all, no matter how powerful a talent is, he is not as good as his son-in-law who is against the will, right?

"What's wrong!"

Several staff members around him suddenly discovered something was wrong in Situ Qingcheng's army.

More than 3,000 infantry in the northeast corner suddenly changed their direction and pressed towards the place where Situ Qing City was. At the same time, a cavalry of hundreds of people suddenly rushed out of the mulberry forest not far away and suddenly began to shoot archery wildly.

Duke Pei was stunned.

Suddenly I heard a shocking cry, "Rebellion! Sheng Ying's Du Yang army has rebelled."

Duke Pei saw that the cavalry and infantry had really strangled the flanks of Situ Qingcheng. He was stunned for several breaths before touching his head and said, "This kid actually instigated Sheng Ying, but was afraid that the news would be leaked, so he didn't write it in the past when he passed on the military information?"

Whether it is the staff around him, the practitioners and generals around the high platform, they are all very surprised at this time.

The two sides are suffering a lot now, especially Situ Qingcheng itself has not many cavalry left. Sheng Ying's army rushed from the flanks, and under the rain of arrows, the rebels, whose morale was about to collapse, could not hold on in an instant, and the entire command system instantly fell into chaos.

Duke Pei waved his hand.

The sound of drums was earth-shaking again.

A cavalry, which was always waiting in the shadow of the Qianxian walls, began to rush out.

The huge canopy standing in the central rebel army of Fufeng County collapsed.

Several men who looked like Hu wizards under the canopy were bleeding from their seven orifices.

While the morale of the army was disintegrating, these practitioners who had been making strange whispers with their spiritual power to stimulate the morale and potential of soldiers also seemed to have suffered a fatal backlash at the same time.

"kill!"

The cavalry covered in black armor rushed into the already dispersed rebels. With the neat shouts, the true energy in their bodies began to flow wildly, and the long swords in their hands were blooming in green light at the same time.

The moment the sword light burst out, facing their rebels, the extremely cold wind was howling. The wind seemed to be mixed with ice crystals, making them unable to open their eyes or breathe.

Situ Qingcheng sat on a large chair behind the collapsed canopy.

Facing this cavalry rushing towards him, he was wearing a black iron mask and was like casting iron, without any emotion in his eyes.
Chapter completed!