Sima Zhi was killed, and the cavalry of the Sima family was in chaos. The two wings reversed in an instant. Yan Xiaoyi and Hao Ren gathered up Yu Yong, and amid the chiseling screams, the cavalry of the Sima family was shattered. When the cavalry brigade of Yan Xiaoyi and Hao Ren rushed out of the opponent's military formation, circled a small circle obliquely, and the two teams cooperated and met with Yun Zhao, turned around and rushed back, Sihan knew that these wars were over, and all he had left was how to escape with the defeated soldiers and minimize casualties as much as possible. ([] )

The shrill horn sounded, and the Mengqi quickly left the battlefield. On the central battlefield, the three thousand Mengqi had an absolute advantage. They easily got rid of the entanglement of Yun Zhao's personal soldiers, gathered together and rushed into the slanting stalker. Before Yun Zhao and others came back, they left the flanks.

The cavalry of the Sima family was in trouble. Without the unified command of the Meng cavalry, nor the excellent riding and tactical discipline of the Meng cavalry, they fled in all directions. Some went east, some went west, and some were panicked and actually crashed into the opponent's brigade.

"Get rid of the sheep!" Hao Ren screamed and waved his saber, slashing and slashing the fleeing enemy cavalry to his heart's content.

The Mengqi dispersed and Jiang Xu's figure appeared. At this time, he was already in a state of half-crazy state. There was no enemy around him, but he was still dancing with Mo Dao, with blood all over his body. At this time, he not only had the blood of the enemy, but also his own blood. The armor on his body was broken through countless holes, but around him, several layers of the enemy's corpses were stacked.

Several of Yun Zhao's personal soldiers surrounded him and shouted loudly, but Jiang Xu turned a deaf ear and was still dancing wildly, with a sound in his mouth and a blurred eyes.

The sound of hooves sounded, and Yun Zhao rode his horse close. Seeing Jiang Xu's appearance, he turned over and dismounted. He carried Yi Shuihan and strode over.

"Be careful, General, the big man is crazy!" a captain exclaimed.

Yun Zhao quietly stepped forward, and the moment Mo Dao was raised, it had already hit Jiang Xu's arms. Jiang Xu screamed strangely, and the Mo Dao fell down and carried it on the tip. The tip on the knife handle raised upwards and poked Yun Zhao's chest.

"Okay!" Yun Zhao praised. Although Jiang Xu's head was a little unclear now, his instinctive reaction was still very quick. He grabbed Jiang Xu's wrist with his backhand and twisted it gently. Jiang Xu shouted wildly, and his right hand could no longer hold the hilt of the Mo's knife. He thrust his shoulders, and the Mo's knife bounced up, and the knife rod hit Yun Zhao with a vertical stroke.

Yun Zhao turned sideways, slashing his left hand with his palm, which hit Jiang Xu's back neck. Jiang Xu rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Seeing Yun Zhao easily dealt with the crazy Jiang Xu. Many personal soldiers cheered loudly, "General is mighty!"

Yun Zhao laughed and looked at Jiang Xu who was lying on the ground, "He is so tired. Take it down and let him have a good rest!"

"Yes, General!"

In Juhualing, Sima Ren had occupied all the outer positions, leaving only the main position barely blocking him. It was as seductive as a big girl who had stripped naked. Sima Ren felt proud in his heart. Mengren broke his wings here several times, but he would take down this place where Mengren was repeatedly humiliated.

Letting the Mongols see that their abilities are not inferior to Han Zhong at all, this is what Sima Ren wants to do. Now Han Zhong is considered to be highly powerful in the Mongolian Yuan court. His four adopted sons all hold military power and become the well-deserved number one minister of the Yue people in the Mongolian Yuan regime.

He pulled out the sword at his waist and pointed at the Anqing border military flag flying high on the top of the opposite mountain. He was about to order an attack. There was a loud sound of horse hooves in the distance, "No, sir, no!"

Sima Ren was furious and turned around, but his heart sank. It was Sima Zhi's cavalry.

"What's wrong?" he asked loudly, but he was sweating coldly.

"Sir, General Sima Zhi was defeated by the Anqing border cavalry camp. All five thousand cavalry were dispersed and almost all of them were destroyed. General Sihan has led his army to leave and sent me to tell him that he should retreat immediately, otherwise he would not be able to retreat!" The visitor said in a loud voice.

As if cold water drifted from head to toe, Sima Ren yelled wildly: "How is it possible? Among the eight thousand cavalry, three thousand Mengqins, how could he lose to Yun Zhao? Sima Zhi, that bastard, I'm going to chop his head!"

"Sir, Yun Zhao rode alone and killed General Sima Zhi in the chaos army. The army had no commander, and it was suddenly in chaos. Only then was the Anqing border army ridden by the Anqing border." The visitor lowered his head.

Sima Ren was like a wooden sculpture. After a while, his whole body felt as if he was being tampered with tendons. He was about to go on his horse, and the Chrysanthemum Ridge was close at hand. At this moment, it seemed as if it was far away from the world.

If he fought hard at this time, he would definitely be able to capture Juhualing, but what after that? Yun Zhao's cavalry could easily cut off his logistics supply line, and he had to be entangled for a few days. Anqing border army large reinforcements rushed over, and his logistics supply was cut off. What awaited him would be a catastrophe.

"Retreat!" He lowered his head, but he was reluctant to give up, but he had to issue this order.

On Juhua Ridge, Huo Zhenting, Wan Shichang and others were all covered in scars. In the past few days, they both topped the front line and fought to the death. Finally, they ushered in the moment of victory. Watching the Sima family's army rise in groups, the front team turned into the back team, and gradually disappeared from their eyes. On Juhua Ridge, there were shocking cheers. Countless soldiers erected spears, waved flags, and shouted wildly. Wan Shichang and Huo Zhenting were also very excited. This time they were so close to death. You know, they could run away if they couldn't win before, but this time, they could only die here.

"I just said that General Yun will never let us down!" Huo Zhenting shook Wan Shichang's shoulders, "It must be General Yun coming!"

"Of course, of course, otherwise why would Sima Ren escape from the flesh that had lost his mouth? Hahaha!" Wan Shichang laughed, "It's our turn next!"

It was indeed the turn of Anqing border army to counterattack.

In the next few days, in addition to Yan Xiaoyi's cavalry battalion, Su Dingfang of the first battalion, Zhou Guangyi of the seventh battalion came from Lingao, and the third battalion returned quickly with Luzhou. After them, Hu Zehua's second battalion also arrived after them, and the two thousand Modao teams of the Gaoshan tribe were also assigned to Hu Zehua's second battalion, which caused Yun Zhao to concentrate more than 50,000 troops in Jianguan. After a while, he took a break and chased Sima Ren away.

Yun Zhao wanted to force him to retreat to Tanzhou, which is Yanjing of the Mongol Yuan, to relieve the pressure in the direction of Tengchong in Jingzhou.

Sima Ren was defeated by Jianguan Pass, and Yun Zhao's army chased and rushed into Yanjing, which shocked the Mongolian Yuan court. At this time, almost all of their main forces were sent out. In Yanjing, only 10,000 large tent soldiers guarding Yanjing. Although these 10,000 large tent soldiers were extremely powerful, they really did not have the determination to win against Yun Zhao's Anqing border army.

"Your Majesty!" Han Zhong looked at Wuda, "Yanjing is now empty. Although the 10,000 tent soldiers are powerful in field battles, defending the city is not their strength. However, at this time, Yun Zhao's troops are several times more powerful than us, and there is no certainty to win the field battle. I suggest that Sima Ren's troops be recalled immediately."

Azisi said depressedly: "Before Sima Ren went to war, he boasted about Haikou in front of us, but he didn't want to think about it, but it was useless. It would be fine if he couldn't beat Yun Zhao, at least he had to block Yun Zhao in Jian Pass? Now, it would be better that Yun Zhao invaded Yanjing. His defeated army recalled Yanjing, but he was afraid that it would not only be useless, but would disrupt the morale of the army!"

Han Zhong smiled. Although he looked down on Sima Ren's talented talent, he was both surrendered and still had to earn back his face for the other party.

"Mr. Zuo Xiang, there is no certainty to win when fighting Yun Zhao. In fact, it is not just him. We, Dayuan, suffered countless defeats in this person. Although Sima Ren worked hard and did not attack, the cavalry almost lost all of his cavalry, but the infantry did not suffer much loss. If the cavalry had not lost its opportunity, he had already taken Juhua Ridge at this time. Therefore, his infantry combat power was still considerable. Call him back and let them guard Yanjing. Ten thousand large tent soldiers waited for an opportunity to attack. The cooperation of infantry and cavalry was the best way to defeat Yun Zhao."

Wuda nodded slightly, "The Yue people are indeed very good at defending the city and attacking the city. Yun Zhao has generals such as Huo Zhenting, Pu Demeng, Wan Shichang, Meng Yao, etc. We do need infantry to help defend the city. Just let Yun Zhao's troops come to the city, wouldn't it be a big deal for me to face Dayuan?"

"Your Majesty, this is just a temporary solution. First, your Majesty's plan in Tengchong has reached a critical moment. At this time, you must not recruit any main force. Second, your Majesty has a strong city like Yanjing, and there are tens of thousands of infantrymen from Sima Ren to defend the city. Yun Zhao faces the strong city, helpless and trapped under the city, and also creates a good opportunity for Your Majesty to destroy him. Your Majesty can send it back to the desert with an imperial edict and summon the Mongolian people who are still in the desert, prepare their own war horses, bring their own weapons, concentrate under the city of Yanjing, and defend the capital of the headquarters. In this way, how long can Yun Zhao stay under the city of Yanjing?"

"Compared with Tengchong, what's wrong with this little face even if it's broken? Your Majesty wants the world!" Han Zhong smiled and said, "Since you want the world, what's wrong with not having this face?"

Many people in the hall heard the implicit sound, and suddenly, many Mengchens looked angry on their faces. Wuda's face changed at first, but then she burst into laughter, "Okay, well, for the sake of the world and for the sake of Dayuan, it's better not to have this face!"

"As Han Qing said, recall Sima Ren and issue a conscript order to the people of the desert. We will meet the black evil under the city of Yanjing for a while!" Wuda laughed.

"Brother!" Yaldan stood up.

"Well, Yardan, do you have any different opinions?" Wuda asked.

"No, my elder brother, last time my elder brother told me to surrender Yun Zhao again. I want to go on and make another effort!" said Yaerdan.

"I'm afraid it's difficult! This person is difficult for me to use!" Wuda sighed: "At this time the two armies are fighting, you go, it's too dangerous, I'm not relieved."

Yardan smiled slightly, "Brother, the two armies are fighting and the envoys are coming. Is Yun Zhao not even at all?"

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Chapter completed!