Chapter 296: The Decisive Battle of Peking (Part 1)

Integrity is a relative word. Some people talk about this, and some people don’t talk about this, which varies from person to person.

If a person is shameless, what is it difficult to do? It is normal to go back on his word. Which big man has never done it? From this point of view, Xiao Fan is definitely an absolute big man, and he has all the qualities that big man should have.

A man in his twenties was promoted to the court at a speed of speed after entering the court. There was always a reason for him. Tuoluhuchaer, the leader of the three guards of Duoyan, must have expected that he would be fooled by a young man after so many years of storms.

The army entered Baoding City, and posted a notice of peace and security as usual, announcing the court to recover Baoding, and asked the Ministry of Personnel to appoint a magistrate as quickly as possible to restore order, call on merchants to open markets, open official warehouses to provide relief to the people who suffered from military disasters, etc. Everything was going on in an orderly manner.

Ping'an led 50,000 vanguards to chase the Yan army without stopping, while Xiao Fan led more than 200,000 main forces to stay in Baoding City for one night, and set sail north early the next morning.

After the Yan army retreated in Jinan's defense war, the chessboard of the imperial court to suppress the rebellion seemed to have survived overnight, and they advanced rapidly and won repeatedly. The Yan army was possessed by a declining god, and they were defeated and defeated. In addition, the secret chess buried more than a year ago had effect. The Yan army was poisoned and weak, which made the originally unfavorable battle situation of the Yan army even worse and the morale was gone.

Only more than 90,000 Yan troops were left, led by Zhu Di, retreating north in a panic. Not far from Baoding City, the scouts from the rear army came to report that the vanguard of the Southern Army, Ping'an, led 50,000 troops to pursue him.

The entire Yan army was in a bad mood. The negative emotions such as panic, fear, pain and other long-term depression broke out at this moment. More than 90,000 people only realized that the consequences of rebellion were serious and they were going to lose their heads.

As for Zhu Di's banner of righteousness that "Fengtian Jingnan" was launched, people in the world may believe it, but the soldiers of the Yan army did not believe it much. Everyone is so familiar with it. Who doesn't understand who? Why do you join the army? Just eat food and get salary, what are you clearing the monarch and restoring the ancestor system? These righteous slogans were shouted by you powerful figures, what does it have to do with us?

Now the rebellion has caused such an end. He was chased by the imperial army and was like a stray dog. The resentment of the Yan army finally broke out completely. The rebellion will cause a loss, and the heads of the whole family will be lost. If you lead us to rebellion, it will be fine. Now this situation has caused it. It will be impossible to escape the defeat if you return to Peking or not. Now the soldiers will not do it.

So halfway through, many Yan soldiers stopped and stopped leaving. Some soldiers simply took off their armor and took advantage of the general flag and the hundred households not paying attention to it. Some people started to make trouble and plucked up their courage to incite everyone to surrender to the court. This battle could not be fought, and no matter how hard they fought, they would die. If they surrender, the court might be able to let their little life go.

When the incident suddenly began, Zhu Di did not expect that the Yan army soldiers who had won every battle had no will to fight. He was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to react.

However, Daoyan was very anxious. At this critical moment, the backyard was in a fire and the army mutiny was a serious consequence. Everyone in charge knew that he did not ask Zhu Di for instructions. Daoyan stood up and ordered Zhu Di's guards to suppress the bullets.

The guards were the most loyal people. They slashed without saying a word. More than a hundred guards slashed and killed the soldiers who led the mutiny on the spot. After beheading the soldiers who led the mutiny, the mutiny was finally temporarily suppressed.

Daoyan calmly bowed to Zhu Di: "Your Majesty, you have all solved it."

Zhu Di glanced at him, was silent for a long time, sighed to the sky, full of infinite sadness, shook his head and said nothing, and waved his hand to order the soldiers to continue moving forward.

Daoyan stood there and stood up straight, watching Zhu Di riding his horse gradually fading away. The burly man seven feet tall looked like a dragon and old age. The autumn wind blew, and Zhu Di's hair was covered with white frost, a scene of a late hero, adding a lot of desolation and sadness.

Somehow, Daoyan's nose felt sore, and tears suddenly came from his eyes. The tears flowed more and more, but he gritted his teeth and did not dare to make a cry at all.

My ideal may not be realized in my life, and right and wrong, success and failure will turn into nothing. The prince treats me as a national hero, so how can I repay the prince?

There are only 150,000 soldiers who were in the army when they launched a war, and now there are only 90,000 left. Tens of thousands of people died for their ideals and great causes. Is this ideal right or wrong? Who should bear the responsibility for the many murders?

Daoyan trembled his hands, closed his chest, silently recited the Buddha's name, then wiped away the tears, and urged the horse to follow Zhu Di.

This big thing that has been done has been done, so why bother with it? I and the prince share the responsibility for success or failure, that's all.

In October of the first year of Jianwen, the Yan army abandoned Baoding and retreated to Beiping. Ping'an, the vanguard of the Southern Army, led a 50,000 army to pursue it. The two sides were only dozens of miles apart. One side wanted to annihilate the enemy and the other side to survive, Zhu Di and Ping'an marched fiercely.

There were not many cavalry in the Southern Army, and there were only a few thousand cavalry in the vanguard army. In order to hold Zhu Di's pace of entering Beiping, Ping'an immediately led thousands of cavalry to chase him. In the battle under Baoding City, Ping'an had a rough understanding of the combat power of the Yan army. Although he couldn't figure out why the brave and warlike Yan army was so weak, it was definitely a good thing for him, so Ping'an simply let go of his courage, and thousands of cavalry dared to pursue the 90,000 Yan army.

Of course, Zhu Di knew his own strength better. He was guilty and did not dare to fight those thousands of Ping'an, so he could only keep urging the team to marches faster and not fight with the Southern Army.

However, the cavalry was faster than the infantry after all. After only one day of pursuit, Ping An caught up with Zhu Di's rear army. It happened to be located north of Baoding and south of Beiping, and not far from the Great Wall Zijing Pass, and the terrain was snobbish for the cavalry to charge.

So Ping'an was not polite at all. As soon as the soldiers behind the Yan army turned to fight, Ping'an set up a cone-shaped formation for charge. With a shout, the cavalry swept by like a broken cloud, waving their swords into the flock of sheep, first dispersing the Yan army's establishment, then turning the horses, and then charging again. This repeated several times, the soldiers behind the Yan army's palace finally despaired, so they surrendered and collapsed. This battle was effortless, and nearly ten thousand Yan troops were easily resolved.

The Yan soldiers who were rushing forward heard about the defeat, but their expressions became numb. At the moment, failure is no longer uncommon. It would be strange to be able to win a battle. The soldiers did not have any emotional fluctuations at all. They were like puppets with only bodies left. Under the scolding of hundreds of households, they were just busy rushing to the road.

Zhu Di became more and more frightened, and Ping An was chasing him tighter and tighter. For the first time in his life, Zhu Di felt that he was a prince, but his life was hanging on the line. He went to the grassland and desert to fight the Tartars, and he had never been so panicked and afraid of his life. Could it be that the failure is inevitable now?

One day later, the Yan army arrived at Zijing Pass. When people were trapped and horses were exhausted, thousands of safe cavalry finally chased after him.

Zhu Di, who was extremely tired, still had his heroic spirit at this time, and his face flashed with a fierce look. After all, I am a famous general today, and there are still 80,000 troops under my command. Can't even defeat your thousands of cavalry?

Ping An, you are too crazy and too rude!

"Come on! Build the geese formation and beat the drum to welcome the enemy!" Zhu Di issued an order loudly.

The return geese formation is a herringbone formation, one on the left and one on the right, like two wings of a geese. This formation is suitable for defense and encirclement.

Ping An was riding on the horse, and the whistling wind blew in his ears. He vaguely heard the rumbling drums in front of him. The flags in the Yan army camp waved rapidly. The Yan army soldiers spread their formations from left to right. Among the figures, they suddenly heard the shouts of killing from all directions.

"General, the Yan army has set up a formation. We only have a few thousand people, so I'm afraid we can't get it!" A hundred households shouted in Ping'an's ear.

Ping An looked up, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, and said, "Where is the place in front?"

"Ten miles ahead is Zijing Pass."

"Bauhinia Pass?" Ping An thought for a while, then his eyes lit up, he drew his sword out of the sheath with a clang, and said with a grim smile: "Bauhinia Pass is a good place with good feng shui and is suitable for burying people. Although we only have a few thousand people, we will soon have a scene of tens of thousands of people. Brothers, do you believe it?"

Ping An was brave in war and often led by the army, regardless of safety. The soldiers were convinced by him and were willing to work hard for him. He nodded and said, "We believe whatever the general said!"

Ping An laughed heroically: "Okay! Let's see how thousands of us killed tens of thousands of them without leaving them. Brothers, Yan Ni's rebellion is about to be pacified. There are not many opportunities to gain military merits immediately. Today, I will sell my strength and lead you to a bright future. In the future, I will win a wife and son, and shine on the lintel of the ancestors. If you don't work hard today, you will be a poor military household in the future, and your descendants will not be able to make you fall in love with you!"

The eyes of the cavalry behind him suddenly turned red, and they drew their swords and howled like wild animals: "Kill the enemy and make meritorious! Kill the enemy and make meritorious!"

Ping An laughed and shouted loudly: "Print the flag for me and rush!"

A large embroidered gold flag with black background and white edges was raised high, Ping An suddenly kicked the horse's belly, and rushed towards the Yan army first. The cavalry behind him did not hesitate and followed closely behind.

Zhu Di stood in the central army, with his eyebrows flattened, and waved the flag in his hand, and the Yan army maintained its formation and headed towards him.

Ping An rode on the horse and charged quickly, looked around and then laughed disdainfully: "Can a mere goose formation stop me? A joke!"

As they spoke, thousands of peaceful elite cavalry were getting closer and closer to the Yan army. The wind and clouds changed color in the sky, and the murderous aura soared into the sky, hundreds of feet, ten feet...

Ping An raised the steel knife in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot and red, his snow-clear blade trembled slightly, and a faint cold light was reflected in the sunlight, getting closer and closer...

The moment the two armies contacted each other, Ping An raised a high steel knife ruthlessly slashed at a general wearing armor.

clang!

The two of them collided with swords, which sparked a few sparks.

At the same time, the two armies finally collided fiercely.

boom!

Like the storm of the waves, the sound of the sky, like the collapse of the mountains and the cracks of the earth, the sound of the clouds.

The cavalry rushed into the Yan army formation and screamed incessantly. After a bloody rain, the cavalry rushed out of a bloody road, pulled their horses, turned around, and continued their second charge.

Ping An shook his sword, his eyes were filled with surprise, his hand holding the knife was slightly numb. Looking at the general who was fighting with him in front of him, Ping An raised his sword and shouted: "Good skills! Who will come?"

The Yan general on the opposite side waved his sword lightly and snorted coldly: "The commander of the left wing of the Jingnan Army, Zhang Yu is the same!"

Ping An was stunned and laughed: "Zhang Yu, what a man! Come on, a few more moves!"

After saying that, he urged the horse to come forward and slashed at Zhang Yu with another knife.

The two sides fought in a group, and the battle was very fierce. From time to time, some people fell from the horse with screams, and some were chopped over to the ground. On the black soil of the plain, red blood was flowing everywhere. The broken limbs and broken arms flew up and fell among the crowd, and fresh lives were instantly destroyed and disappeared.

Zhu Di stood under the Central Army Commander's banner, staring at the fierce fighting between the two sides not far away with expressionless expression, his eyes filled with indifference.

The flag in his hand was like the death letter of the King of Hell, and he waved it lightly twice.

"Closing the array and encircling!"

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The war drum beat again quickly, and the soldiers at the left and right ends of the Huiyan Formation quickly moved into the formation, blocking Ping'an's retreat, and unknowingly formed a complete surround of Ping'an.

Ping'an and Zhang Yu were fighting hard. Seeing the black Yan soldiers behind him swarming in, Ping'an felt nervous. When he was distracted, Zhang Yu flew past with a sword, and a long blood groove was drawn out of Ping'an's left arm.

A cavalry covered in blood rushed over and shouted, "General, Yan Ni has withdrawn the formation, let's break through!"

Ping'an shouted violently: "When did I run through the war? Continue to kill the enemy, fight the fugitives, and kill them!"

"General, if we continue to fight, we will die here!"

"I said that thousands of people can still make tens of thousands of people. Don't you believe me?"

"this……"

As soon as Ping An finished speaking, a black cavalry suddenly rushed out of the Zijing Pass in the distance. The cavalry did not hold flags or uniform armor. They wore Mongolian robes of different colors and styles, raised a slightly arc-shaped scimitar in their hands, screaming and galloping towards the battlefield of fighting.

Both sides who were fighting fiercely were stunned by the sudden accident. Both sides stopped unconsciously and looked at the group of Mongolian cavalry in the distance like black clouds, rushing towards Mount Tai.

Zhu Di looked at the central army carefully for a while, suddenly gasped and said in surprise: "Three Guards of Duoyan! Why did they enter the pass?"

Daoyan said in shock: "How could it be them?"

Zhu Di turned his head and stared at him, saying in a deep voice: "The 20,000 taels of gold couldn't be bought with them, how could they suddenly appear now?"

Daoyan's face twitched for a moment, and his face turned pale in an instant.

When Zhu Di saw Daoyan's face, his heart sank in vain, as if he had fallen into an abyss, his hands and feet were as cold as a dead person.

Duoyan’s three guards are not living Lei Feng, so they will not help him for no reason. These snobs have been caught in the eyes of money, and they will not do anything that is not good.

Since they are not helping him, and now they are in trouble with this war, who will they help?

Soon, the three guards of Duoyan gave him the answer with their actions.

In an instant, the three guards of Duoyan rushed to the middle of the battlefield, formed a formation, charged, raised their swords, and slashed...

Accompanied by the extremely fear and shrill screams, the Yan army soldiers lay down countless corpses again.

Nearly 50,000 cavalrymen formed a formation to charge, and they were the most powerful and bravest cavalry in the world. How could the Yan army stop it?

In less than a stick of incense, the Yan army was killed by the three guards of Duoyan.

In the central army formation, Zhu Di's desperate voice came: "The whole army retreats quickly! Don't fight in love, retreat back to Peiping! Hurry!"

There was no need to give orders at all. The Yan army had already been killed by the three guards of Duoyan and retreated in fear.
To be continued...