Seiwa

Li Jinglong launched a general offensive, and the situation on the battlefield gradually tilted.

The Yan army never expected that the imperial army would become so brave and difficult to deal with overnight.

There was an encounter with Zheng Heng first, and most of the generals of the Yan army still had contempt for the imperial army.In the end, the facts slapped them in the face. As long as there are a few wine bags and rice bags like Li Jinglong, it is hard to say who will win and who will lose!

Although the situation is unfavorable, relying on its strong combat effectiveness, the Yan army is still on par with the imperial army.

Shen Xuan, who was trapped in the formation, slashed Qu Neng's eldest son with a knife, and jumped up on his horse, taking advantage of the chaos to break out of the encirclement.

"Stop the traitor!"

Qu Neng didn't care about his seriously injured son, so he set up a bow and shot three arrows in a row, directly hitting Shen Xuan's back.

The war horse neighed, Shen Xuan turned sideways to block, dodging the two deadliest arrows, but was shot in the shoulder by the third arrow.

The soldiers of the southern army all rushed forward, slashing with knives and spears, with red eyes, determined to kill Shen Xuan who was on the horse.This god-killing general of the Yan army entered the formation and killed countless comrades.

Kill him to avenge his brother, must kill him!

Fighting intent and killing intent surged together, and Shen Xuan was once again surrounded by heavy siege, with fewer and fewer Yan troops around him, but more and more Southern troops.

The crowd tactics that Zheng Heng used to deal with Ping'an were reversed on Shen Xuan at this moment.Even if it is a fierce tiger, it is impossible to get out of such a dangerous situation easily.

Qu Neng's eldest son had already retreated to the back of the formation, and Qu Neng raised his long knife and rushed towards Shen Xuan.

"If I don't kill you today, it will be hard to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

The broken right arm completely cut off his son's career path.As a general, what future is there without an arm!

Qu Neng was furious, the small universe exploded, whoever you are, you must save your life!

Shen Xuan broke the bow and arrow on his shoulder, threw it under the horse, and let the blood stain the armor red. Under the helmet, a pair of jet-black eyes were stained with blood, with murderous intent.

Someone was waiting for him, he had to live, he had to go back.

People block and kill people, Buddhas block and destroy Buddhas!

Clang!

The long knife hit, the blade scratched, and the sparks were dazzling.

Qu Neng tightened the reins, feeling horrified.I thought that the opponent was at the end of his strength, but he never thought that he was still so powerful!

Shen Xuan reminded him of a person who only met on both sides, but who actually made Qu Neng admire him. He was the foster son of Emperor Taizu Gao, an immoral person in the words of officials, who was exiled into the army because of his involvement in the blue jade conspiracy case. Yuan Hou Shen Liang!

Shen Liang has a son who went to the frontier with him, could it be this person?

Thoughts are surging, but his subordinates are merciless.Whether it is Shen Liang's son or not, he is now a thief!

Qu Neng tried his best, and Shen Xuan suffered a few more wounds.Since joining the army, he has never been so embarrassed,

Surrounded by imperial troops, the hope of breaking out is getting slimmer and slimmer.

Shen Xuan was like a trapped animal, the long knife in his hand was cut off, and he simply pulled the spear from the enemy's hand, stabbing the horse to death, and dismounted to fight on foot.Soon, he was surrounded by the corpses of Confederate soldiers.

The blood-stained armor, the blood-red eyes, and the endless coldness in the expression, the spear swept across, invincible.

God of Killing, the real God of Killing!

At this moment, the Southern Army surrounding him suddenly panicked.

Can this person really be killed?Can it be killed?

Qu Neng was also shocked by Shen Xuan's terror, and stopped attacking for a while.

The two sides suddenly fell into a stalemate, Shen Xuan stood with a spear in his hand, with only one thought in his mind, kill!

Kill all enemies and get out!

From sunrise to sunset, the brutal fighting continued.

On the battlefield, the corpses of the Yan army and the Nan army overlapped, the blood stained the ground, merged into a creek, and flowed into the rushing river, like Shura's hell.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the generals and soldiers on both sides were exhausted, and continued to fight with only their will.

Li Jinglong thought he could win a victory, but he still couldn't defeat Zhu Di even though he didn't want to take advantage of it.Night is coming soon, and night battles are very unfavorable to one's own side. Killing people in the dark is always a disadvantage due to the large number of people.

"Call back, fight again tomorrow!"

The imperial army's offensive slowed down slightly, and King Yan immediately ordered the army to withdraw to the north bank. Li Jinglong did not order to pursue it. Guo Ying and Wu Jie had already planted firearms called "swarms of bees" along the way.

The strangling of the army has come to an end for the time being, and there are only two places on the battlefield where the sound of swords has not stopped.

One is Pingan surrounded by the Yan army, and the other is Shen Xuan trapped by Qu Neng.

Zheng Heng made up his mind to keep Ping An's head, but Qu Neng was unwilling to let Shen Xuan go.

Two battlefields, two tiger generals, once the tiger returns to the mountain, it will become a serious disaster for our side!

Different horns sounded again, and there were still more than fifty cavalry around Ping An, fighting with their lives, and finally opened a bloody path for the general.Looking at Ping'an's back, Zheng Heng plunged his spear into the soil angrily.

"Retreat, return to the camp!"

Shen Xuan was not as lucky as Pingan, the Yan army around him was completely dead and wounded, Qu Neng kept narrowing the encirclement, with him alone, no matter how brave he was, he would sometimes be exhausted.

Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes sounded, and a Yan army cavalry in bright armor suddenly appeared outside the encirclement.

There were not many people, only a hundred riders, but it also surprised Qu Neng.Why is this cavalry here?Could it be that King Yan's retreat was fake, but the sneak attack was real?

Just a moment's flash, Shen Xuan pointed his spear obliquely, picked up several Southern Army infantry, and rushed out brazenly.

Qu Neng hurriedly shouted: "Stop him!"

It's too late.

The Yan army outside the formation also launched a charge at this time, desperately trying to rescue Shen Xuan from the formation.

After a day of fierce fighting, the soldiers under Qu Neng's command were already exhausted, and their mental and physical strength had reached their limits. They were rushed by more than a hundred cavalry and collapsed immediately.

Qu Neng had no choice but to watch Shen Xuan rush out of the encirclement, grab the arm of the leading cavalryman, and jump on his horse.

"Is the commander injured?"

"No problem."

It was Meng Qinghe who led the soldiers to rescue Shen Xuan, and even though he heard Shen Xuan said that it would be fine, he still gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Commander, can you still draw your bow?"

"can."

"Well."

Meng Qinghe took out a few strange-looking arrows from the quiver on the horse's back, and handed them to Shen Xuan, "Whoever hurt you just now, shoot him with this, it doesn't matter if you can't hit him, it will definitely make him look good! "

Shen Xuan didn't say much, took the longbow from another knight, and drew the longbow on the horse's back with the last ray of sunset light.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the front arrow went straight to Qu Neng.

Three arrows flew in a row, sparks exploded, and a puff of gray-black smoke accompanied by a pungent smell instantly filled the air.

"Archery!"

Meng Qinghe gave an order, and the knights who came with him drew their bows and shot arrows one after another. The crackling sounded one after another, and the smoke became more dense.Qu Neng and his soldiers were trapped in the smoke, their eyes were red and swollen, and they were coughing continuously.

"Cunning people!"

Qu Neng just cursed, but couldn't speak anymore, a gust of wind blew in, he inhaled a mouthful of thick smoke, and his throat hurt like it was on fire.

"go!"

Shen Xuan clasped Meng Qinghe's waist with one arm, and rested his chin on Meng Qinghe's shoulder, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, which became icy cold due to blood loss.

Meng Qinghe didn't dare to delay, and ordered to return to camp immediately.There is no time to clean up now, but he remembered, those who dare to hurt Shen Xuan, one counts as one, and no one can run away!

The horseshoes were raised and they galloped all the way.Meng Qinghe wanted to cross the river downstream, but was stopped by Shen Xuan.

"Go upstream."

"But Commander, here is more..."

"Listen to me." Shen Xuan clasped the arms around Meng Qinghe's waist so hard that only each other could hear his voice, "Without a military order, you are going out of the camp without permission, and you may be punished by the military law when you go back. The army returned to the camp and settled upstream, remember , you were worried about His Royal Highness King Yan, so you came out of the camp after the horn sounded."

"Yes."

Meng Qinghe stopped talking, and ordered everyone to move upstream, "The southern army is cunning, and I'm afraid they will set up an ambush on the way, and I will go to meet the army!"

"Follow the order!"

Eight of the cavalrymen were Meng Qinghe's hardcore supporters, and they had followed him since the time of Baihu.

Halfway through the journey, there was a sudden roar in the distance, and experienced soldiers could hear the sound of gunpowder exploding.

"Keep going!"

Meng Qinghe's throat was a little dry, could it be that Shen Xuan had hit the mark, and there was really an ambush?

When they approached, the sound gradually disappeared, and in the darkness, there were only the fallen man and the corpse of the horse.

"what happened?"

Everyone shuddered at the same time, Meng Qinghe wanted to ask Shen Xuan, but he didn't get an answer, so he poked Shen Xuan's nose in fright.Seeing the other party opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and his heart fell back when he raised his throat.

Must return to camp immediately!

At this time, there was another sound of horseshoes, and four horsemen walked out of the darkness.Without a torch, only an outline could be vaguely discerned, and everyone was on alert immediately.But Meng Qinghe raised his right arm, got off his horse, and knelt down on one knee, "Meng Qinghe, the lowly Yanshan guard, sees the prince!"

Shen Xuan was also brought down by him, his voice was low and hoarse, but very clear, "Shen Xuan, commander of the humble Yanshan guard, has seen the prince."

Hearing this, everyone got off their horses one after another.

"Humble to see the prince!"

It wasn't that Meng Twelve Lang had sharp eyes and could recognize Zhu Di's face in the dark. If he hadn't seen that distinctive helmet, Meng Qinghe wouldn't have dared to easily conclude that the man in front of him was King Yan.

It is possible for the Southern Army to pretend to be anyone, but they dare not pretend to be Zhu Di.Li Jinglong didn't dare to wear this armor when he went into battle in person. He violated the rules by leapfrogging and beheaded, which is almost equivalent to treason.

Meng Qinghe's ability to recognize King Yan does not mean that King Yan can recognize him. It is the best way to report his name and official position together.

Sure enough, the originally murderous four men lowered their swords, Zhu Di ordered Meng Qinghe to go forward alone, asked about the situation, and when he learned that Shen Xuan was seriously injured, he said angrily, "If you dare to hurt my nephew, I will kill his whole family!"

Meng Qinghe really wanted to lead the crowd to shout "Your Majesty is mighty", but now is not the time, he helped Shen Xuan get on his horse again, and said: "My lord, I am worried that there will be another ambush by the enemy, so it is better to return to the camp as soon as possible."

"That's true."

The swarm of bees buried by Guo Ying and Wu Jie made Yan Jun suffer a lot.In order to cover the retreat of the army, the King of Yan personally moved to the rear and led away the pursuers of the imperial army, but got lost on the way if he didn't want to.Fortunately, I met Meng Qinghe and his party, otherwise I would have to dismount to identify the direction of the river in order to find the camp.

"Meng Chen has made great achievements in his work, and he will be rewarded heavily if he is lonely!"

Meng Qinghe was about to say that it was Shen Xuan's credit, but a big hand clenched his arm.

Shen Xuan's face was pale, and he insisted on saying: "Thank you, my lord, on behalf of my subordinates."

King Yan approached with his horse, his voice was worried, "Can Xuan'er hold on?"

"Lord Lao is worried, and I will die forever."

"Nonsense!" King Yan stared, "Damn it's the bastard who hurt you, it's Li Ziping, it's Li Jiujiang, it's..." That yellow-mouthed kid of Jianwen!

Galloping all the way, finally saw the fire in the camp.

All the generals in the camp were worried when they saw that King Yan had not returned.Zhu Neng, Zhang Yu and others personally went out to the camp to respond. If King Yan could not be found again, they would attack Li Jinglong's Chinese army camp at night.

"My lord!"

King Yan was welcomed into the camp by the crowd, and the three horsemen who followed him dismounted one after another.

Taking off the helmet, the leader was actually Zheng He, and the other was a small eunuch named Gou'er.

Meng Qinghe was speechless again, the eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty really had quite a character.A fierce man like Zheng He is a pure man even if he lacks parts!

When Zhu Di came back, the generals immediately had a backbone, and they all said that today's tie was due to underestimating the enemy, and they will definitely show the opponent tomorrow!

Yan Wang was also full of anger, and immediately made a decision, ordering Zhang Yu to be the central army, Zhu Neng to be the left army, and Chen Heng to be the right army to be the forward.Xu Zhong led the front army, Fang Kuan led the rear army, and Qiu Fu led the cavalry closely behind.We don't play sneak attacks, and we don't save our strength any more. Tomorrow, the whole army will be on top, vowing to defeat Li Jinglong's army!

"Success or failure is here!"

After the combat mission was issued, the generals returned to camp to prepare for the battle.

The arrowhead on Shen Xuan's shoulder has been taken out, Dr. Zhao did not join the army this time, and Dr. Liu's medical skills are also quite good. After applying the wound medicine, tying up a strip of boiled and dried cloth, and drinking a bowl of soup, his pale face soon turned pale. With blood.

"Commander Shen's injury is not serious, but he lost too much blood." Dr. Liu put away the medicine box, "If you don't have a fever tonight, you will be fine tomorrow."

Meng Qinghe stared, almost passed out, the injury is not serious?

"Of course." Dr. Liu waved his hand, "It's just an arrow wound, no problem."

Shen Xuan thanked Dr. Liu, waited for the curtain to be lowered, clasped Meng Qinghe's wrist, and leaned on the couch, "Dr. Liu is right, it's just a minor injury, it's fine."

"Are you all right?" Meng Qinghe looked at Shen Xuan suspiciously. He had been raised for several months after being cut with a knife. Half of the armor on Shen Xuan's body was stained red with blood. You said it was a minor injury?

"It's all right." With Shen Xuan's hand, Meng Qinghe was pulled into his arms, and he patted Meng Qinghe's back lightly, "It will be fine tomorrow."

When he was a three year old?

Meng Twelve Lang pursed his lips, carefully avoiding the wound on Shen Xuan's shoulder, and leaned on it still.

To be honest, this posture is not comfortable, and it can't hold Meng Qinghe happy.

Even if his waist twisted into twists, he would be happy!

The tent was very quiet, after a long time, Meng Qinghe became drowsy, Shen Xuan asked suddenly: "What's the matter with those arrows?"

"That." Meng Qinghe pressed the center of his eyebrows and said, "There are rockets in the army, but they have added some ingredients."

"What was added?"

"Sand, pepper, and the like." After a pause, he suddenly became sober, "I asked for the help of the dispatcher. Among the strong men transporting grain and grass, there are more than a dozen artisans dispatched by the Miscellaneous Manufacturing Bureau, and one of them can make gunpowder."

"kindness."

"But something wrong?"

"There is nothing wrong." Shen Xuan let go of Meng Qinghe, got up and picked up the coat that was put aside, "Please ask the craftsman who can make gunpowder, bring a few rockets, and follow me to see the prince."

"Now?"

"Now."

While speaking, Shen Xuan had already put on his coat and fastened his belt.

Seeing Shen Xuan's neat movements, Meng Twelve Lang was a little silly.

If he had suffered such a serious injury, it would be impossible not to lie on the bed for a few days.According to Shen's command of this spiritual head, tomorrow he might use a knife to go to the battlefield again.

People and people are really incomparable.

He likes beauties, and beauties like him.But if he goes one step further, the beauty can only oppress him, and he is oppressed by the beauty, otherwise, he will be served by fists.

Is there still a rush for this day?

There should be...

When the Yan army's camp was preparing horses and horses for battle, the imperial court's camp was also under strict martial law, especially around the Chinese army's big tent, which was really three floors inside and three floors outside, and it was completely surrounded.Rather than guarding the coach, it is better to prevent him from running away.

It was a tie with the Yan army today, and overall it seems that our side still has the upper hand.Guo Yingping and other generals are very confident of winning the final victory. Under such circumstances, there must be no such thing as the coach losing the army and running away on his own!

Keep an eye on Li Jinglong, hold him steady, and guard him strictly. Don't let him leave the Chinese army's tent for more than ten steps!

Li Jinglong also knew his situation. If he ran again, his military career and political career would end prematurely.If Ping An and others don't send troops, he won't run away either.He desires a victory more than anyone else, even if it is a small victory, even if it is a miserable victory, it doesn't matter!

At midnight, thunder exploded, lightning flashed across the sky, and it rained heavily.

It is rare to see such heavy rain in April, and it is still a thunderstorm.

Lightning came one after another, and water soon accumulated in Yan's camp. The soldiers didn't care about the rain, and hurriedly covered the grain and grass with tarpaulins.

Suddenly, several muffled thunder and lightning exploded, as if the sky was about to break open.

A glaring fireball landed in the Yan army camp and directly hit King Yan's tent, the flames shot into the sky.

All the generals who saw this scene became petrified.

Back then, when King Yan was mobilizing for rebellion, the roof tiles fell and the generals were terrified. Now sitting in the camp, fireballs fell from the sky?

Could it be God's warning?

King Yan, who was studying rockets in his tent, also remained silent for a long time.

He rebelled, will he be struck by lightning?Then his father should have been golden and auspicious long ago.

However, only Zhu Di firmly believed that God did not dislike him. He must convince his generals, otherwise, if he did not bomb the camp, people would panic and lose their will to fight.

After all, rebellion is a speculative business. Although the greater the risk, the more rewards, but if the speculation fails, it will be your own life.

Zhu Di himself would not have survived without rebellion, but his generals were different.Turning back and surrendering to the court, Zhu Yunqi must treat them kindly for the sake of reputation.

Thinking of this, Zhu Di couldn't calm down anymore.

Shen Xuan pressed the wound on his shoulder with one hand, and also frowned.

Zheng He's face turned pale, apparently also frightened by the vision from the sky.

The only calm person in the tent was Meng Qinghe. Wasn't it just a lightning strike, and a few spears unfortunately became lightning rods?But he couldn't say it was a natural phenomenon, and no one would believe it.

Meng Twelve Lang's eyeballs rolled around, and he simply raised his arms, imitating Dao Yan, and shouted: "Good omen!"

He didn't control the volume well, and his voice was broken, but he managed to attract everyone's attention.

"Fire is respected, this is a good omen from heaven, the prince will surely win! Our army will surely win!"

Meng Qinghe shouted passionately, and the voice came out of the tent, and the soldiers outside the tent turned their stiff necks, suspecting that they had heard it wrong.

Is being struck by lightning a good omen?Which evil sect's heresy is this?

King Yan's expression changed, he laughed loudly, "Yes, this is a good omen! A good omen!"

After saying that, he opened the curtain, strode out, and drew out his long knife, "This is God helping me, our army will surely win!"

Seeing King Yan's posture, Meng Qinghe's face turned pale.

Lei Yutian held up a knife and made a posture like the Statue of Liberty. Did he think that the lightning strike just now was not accurate enough?

If Emperor Jianwen knew the knowledge of natural science, he would never have to worry about seeing this situation again. Uncle finds lightning by himself. Is there anything better than this?

Fortunately, King Yan was very lucky. When he was looking for the chop, the thunder became smaller and smaller, the rain became weaker, and the lightning disappeared.

Zhu Di can give a speech without any scruples holding up his long knife. Being struck by lightning is a good omen, absolutely a good omen!

A pass to promote feudal superstition, whether others believe it or not, in short, Yan Jun believed it.

When the rain stopped, a cavalry team composed of Mongols suddenly appeared outside the camp. According to the report, they were ordered by the leader of the tribe to come to help the king of Yan. With Hou Xian and Yang Duo's handwritten letter, at the end of the letter is stamped with the seal handed over to Hou Xian by King Yan himself.

Zhu Di was overjoyed immediately, and greeted the [-] Mongolian cavalry in person, and ordered them to arrange them properly. They were temporarily assigned to Qiu Fu's command, and they will go out to battle with the army tomorrow.

Now, the morale of the Yan army was rising, sharpening their swords, waiting for the dawn.

Good omens have come down from the heavens, and this battle must be won!

Fight, must fight!

When Duoyan Sanwei in the camp saw these new Mongolian cavalrymen, he immediately felt a sense of crisis.

What does it mean that things are rare and powerful competitors are born?May be laid off at any time!

The strong Mongolian men sharpened their knives all night, while sharpening their determination, for the cattle and sheep, for the pasture, for the rice bowl, they must work hard!

Shen Xuan took the initiative to challenge the king of Yan to join the forward team tomorrow, with blood today's shame!

King Yan patted Shen Xuan's uninjured shoulder, laughed loudly and said, "Okay! Be a man like that!"

Meng Qinghe didn't take the initiative to ask for a fight, but he also got a lot of benefits.The Mongolian cavalry came, and they were struck by lightning as a good omen. In addition to the rockets presented, when they left the tent of King Yan, the matter of Meng Qian became a thing of the past, and Meng Tongzhi took office.

From the fourth rank to the third rank, Meng Twelve Lang's road to promotion and fortune has once again made a qualitative leap.