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While Huang Chao's operation was successful, Zhang Jue and others were not idle either.

One city after another fell into the hands of the Northern Border secretly.

Huang Chao and others mainly targeted the forces under the Tianwu Dynasty. During this period, they also cleaned up several top forces like Taiji Palace.

After Li Jing got the news, he immediately started the army movement.

After the people of the top forces such as Taiji Palace died in the battle, the news would not be concealed for too long. Before the enemy's support arrived, Li Jing decided to act.

The boundless army rushed into the chaotic area of ​​Xiao State.

The actions of the Zhenbei Army could not be concealed, and the Tianwu Dynasty and Liyang Dynasty soon learned about it.

"The Tianwu Dynasty has always been optimistic and refused to unite to solve the Zhenbei Army. Now that the Zhenbei Army has sent troops, I want to see how the Tianwu Dynasty will deal with it."

"Pass on my order to abandon the city in front, withdraw the army, and hand over the battlefield to the Tianwu Dynasty."

After Xue Wuya died, it was another prince of the Liyang Dynasty, Xue Ying, who was in charge here.

Xue Ying knew very well that the Liyang Dynasty could not face the Zhenbei Army directly at this time, otherwise he would be unlucky.

It just so happened that the Tianwu Dynasty looked down on the Zhenbei Army and did not pay enough attention to it, so let them face the Zhenbei Army.

When the Tianwu Dynasty knew the strength of the Zhenbei Army, it would definitely agree to unite.

So, on the front line, the army belonging to the Liyang Dynasty withdrew from the city before the Zhenbei Army was about to arrive.

In this way, the Tianwu Dynasty was bound to be at the forefront.

As Xueying predicted, the Tianwu Dynasty did not retreat, but instead dispatched troops to the front line, vowing to fight with the Zhenbei Army.

The Tianwu Dynasty's approach just fits Xueying's guess and the Liyang Dynasty's expectations, and will not stop the two from fighting.

"Order the army to press forward. I want to see what mystery the Great Xia Zhenbei Army has that has forced the Liyang Dynasty into such a situation."

The person in charge of this place in the Tianwu Dynasty is also a prince.

Ximen Dongtian, a powerful prince of the Tianwu Dynasty, is ranked among the top in terms of status and strength in the Tianwu Dynasty.

Except for his old rival Xue Wuya, Ximen Dongtian subconsciously looks down on others.

Although Xue Wuya died at the hands of Beijing, in Ximen Dongtian's view, it was just Long Tian holding a mysterious weapon.

Xue Wuya's death does not reflect the strength of the Beijing masters.

Moreover, the Tianwu Dynasty will not give up the territory it has obtained at will.

If they retreated without fighting, the court would be dissatisfied, and Ximen Dongtian would not be able to explain.

Besides, if they retreated when the enemy came, how long would they retreat?

The army of the Tianwu Dynasty began to move, and a large number of black troops continued to rush towards the direction of the Zhenbei Army's attack.

A few days later, the two armies faced each other on a huge plain.

Although the Zhenbei Army came from afar, it was well prepared and the army was endless.

In order to guard against the Liyang Dynasty, the Tianwu Dynasty could not withdraw more troops, and its total strength was not as good as the Zhenbei Army.

Li Jing would not miss such an opportunity.

While the enemy was not yet firmly established, the Zhenbei Army directly launched a large-scale attack, which was quite like a decisive battle.

This move was beyond the expectations of the Tianwu Dynasty.

However, the troops that could appear here were all veteran troops that had been tested by war for a long time.

Although they were a little flustered, they quickly adjusted themselves.

On the vast plain, the battle between the two sides, with more than 10 million people combined, was truly spectacular.

On the vast and boundless plain, the battle of 10 million people swept across like a surging storm.

The sun was obscured by the dust, and the sky and the earth seemed to be covered by a layer of dim curtain.

The shouts of killing were deafening, resounding from one end of the battlefield to the other, as if to tear the sky apart.

The infantry of both sides rushed towards each other like a tide, and the dense crowds were intertwined, and it was difficult to separate them for a while.

The soldiers in the front row raised their shields and leaned against each other tightly, forming a solid line of defense.

The shields were covered with knife marks and arrows, and they flashed a cold metallic luster under the sunlight.

The soldiers in the back crossed the shoulders of their comrades in the front row and stabbed the long spears in their hands fiercely, and every stab was accompanied by splashes of blood and painful wails.

The crisp sound of spears breaking and the clanging of swords clashing were endless, like a symphony of death.

The cavalrymen galloped back and forth on the flanks of the infantry formation. They were like black lightning, using the speed and impact of the horses to rush into the enemy formation again and again.

The horses neighed, and the dust raised by the horses' hooves covered the sky.

The cavalrymen waved their sabers, and the sword lights drew deadly arcs in the dim air. Wherever they went, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The soldiers who were chopped down were one after another.Some fell down, some were trampled into meat paste by war horses, and some struggled and squirmed in a pool of blood. The scene was extremely tragic.

Although there were not many cavalry on both sides, the role they could play was very huge.

The plain was the stage for cavalry.

On the battlefield, arrows were flying all over the sky like locusts.

From the back of the army of both sides, rows of archers kept drawing their bows and shooting arrows. The rain of arrows covered the sky and fell with the whistle of death.

Many soldiers were shot by arrows before they could react, and fell down screaming.

Some of those who were shot were shot through the chest, and blood spurted out like a fountain. The scene was really horrible.

Some people were shot in the legs or arms, fell to the ground in pain, and the weapons in their hands fell.

In order to survive, these people had to pick up their weapons again and continue to fight.

In the center of the battlefield, the generals of all parties took the lead and fought bravely.

They were either wielding broadswords or wielding spears, each move was full of force, and the soldiers around them avoided them.

The generals were surrounded by a group of elite soldiers, who fought desperately to protect the generals' safety and also fought desperately with the enemy.

As the battle continued, more and more corpses piled up on the battlefield, and the blood gathered into dark red streams, flowing freely on the plain.

The wounded soldiers groaned and shouted in pain in the pile of corpses, and their voices were drowned in the deafening shouts and killing, appearing so small and helpless.

And those soldiers who were still fighting had already killed themselves. They rushed towards the enemy regardless of life and death, with only one belief in their hearts, to survive.

Above the battlefield, the smoke was filled, and several vultures were circling, as if waiting for the end of this bloody feast so that they could have a share.

The wind blew away the bloody smell and dust, and the pungent smell lingered for a long time, as if telling the cruelty and ruthlessness of this war.

Even veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time shuddered in such a tragic battle.