The Jiuyuan cavalry led by Murong Ke rolled up a bloody storm in the rebel camp, and no one could stop him wherever he passed. Facing the cavalry troops galloping, the flesh and blood of the rebels could not be stopped at all, and one team after another retreated.

Murong Ke led the cavalry to kill a three-in and three-out in the rebel camp. As time went by, Zhao Feng, who reacted, hurriedly mobilized the rear guards and tried to surround Murong Ke and the others. Facing the endless rebels, the speed of the cavalry continued to decline. Many cavalry were pulled off the horse by the rebels and were cut to death by random knives. Countless sharp spears stabbed the cavalry from both sides, and the cavalry kept falling off.

"Around them! Kill them all--" Zhao Feng shouted angrily. A few thousand cavalry dared to attack his 200,000 army and killed one in three in three out. This made Zhao Feng extremely angry after he reacted. This was a naked slap in the face. Although his troops were not strong in combat, in the face of such humiliation, he could no longer help but roar.

"General, we are surrounded--" Murong Ke kept rushing forward, and suddenly heard the shouts of the cavalry behind him.

Murong Ke turned his head and looked at the dense cavalry array behind him, now becoming sparse, with crowds surrounding him, and rebels waving their weapons and constantly rushing over. Every moment, the cavalry rolled down and fell off their horses. They died on the spot. They were already trapped in a siege.

Although Murong Ke and his cavalry soldiers came with the determination to die, the enemy's formation has not yet been broken and the hero died first. Murong Ke and his friends are filled with strong reluctance.

"Brothers, kill the generals and seize the flag!" Murong Ke knew that there was no hope of breaking through the siege at this moment. Instead of being consumed by himself and the cavalry soldiers, it was better to do a grand event. His sabre raised and pointed at the Zhao Feng's central army flag on the left. The chariot was full of rebel officers.

Murong Ke clamped his horse's belly and rode his horse to attack on the left. Several rebel soldiers who could not dodge were knocked away by the war horse and screamed as the bones cracked.

On the battlefield where people were noisy and horses were neighing, the surviving cavalry soldiers suddenly turned in a graceful arc under the leadership of commander Murong Ke and rushed to the place where the rebel central commander was.

The road ahead was difficult, and endless crowds were blocking the way forward. Murong Ke kept waving the sabre of his fingers, and the blood rained heavily. With him as an arrow, the triangular attack formation continued to advance and advance, facing countless rebels and heading straight for the flag of the rebels' central army.

Seeing the fierce cavalry running towards him, Zhao Feng's face changed and he hurriedly mobilized the troops to block the attack. However, now Murong Ke and the others are trapped beasts. With the desire to die, they are not afraid of swords and guns or pain at all. Even if they are cut countless times by the enemy, they will die with the enemy as long as they have one breath.

The cavalry was advancing, and the blocking troops mobilized by Zhao Feng could block their progress. When Zhao Feng saw these murderous cavalry coming towards him, he panicked and ordered to avoid the edge for the time being.

"General, you can't retreat now. Once you retreat, your morale will be in chaos." Some officers knew that the cavalry had reached the end of their strength and needed to continue to send more troops to strangle them, and they might not be able to successfully reach the Central Army Flag.

However, Zhao Feng, who was afraid of death, couldn't listen to the opinions of the officers. He did not dare to take risks. He did not have the courage to calm down under the cavalry's military peak and insisted on evacuating. Seeing Zhao Feng's performance, the military adviser from Hanhai shook his head sighed.

Zhao Feng evacuated, and the central army flag evacuated with him, and the troops guarding Zhao Feng also retreated. On the huge battlefield, Zhao Feng, who had an absolute advantage, was chased by a cavalry trapped in a heavy siege.

"General, you can't chase after me anymore, brothers can't hold on." Zhao Feng kept retreating, and the cavalry continued to pursue. The rebels from both sides began to attack the two wings of the cavalry. The fewer and fewer cavalry under Murong Ke's command were, their attacks were slower and slower, and the crowds were surging, and they were about to be submerged.

When Murong Ke saw the bloody cavalry soldiers behind him, he gritted his teeth and gave up chasing Zhao Feng. He turned his horse and led the cavalry to run towards the flank. Once Zhao Feng retreated, the entire command system became chaotic. Murong Ke led the surviving cavalry to break through the encirclement while taking advantage of the chaos and ran towards the north.

The only five thousand cavalry of the rebels had been wiped out a few days ago. Now, seeing the black-clad cavalry led by Murong Ke retreating to the north, they were so angry that they were helpless.

The frightened Zhao Feng stopped running when he saw the cavalry disappearing into the thick fog in the north. The battlefield was too chaotic, so that Zhao Feng's sword fell to where he didn't know. The dignified rebel commander Zhao Feng looked embarrassed. The generals suddenly discovered that Zhao Feng was not the excellent commander in their minds. He was so greedy and afraid of death.

If Zhao Feng could hold on for a while and insist on not evacuating, then with his own bait, perhaps the cavalry of the Nanchuan Army had been completely wiped out now, but it was too late to say anything now.

The rebels were killed by Murong Ke, but in fact, they did not cause much casualties to them. The most important thing to them was the blow to the morale of the army. They had only 200,000 troops, and they were killed in a mess in the face of the cavalry's battle. Zhao Feng was afraid of death because of his greed and fear of death. His prestige in the hearts of the officers and generals continued to decline.

When the rebels ended the chaos and were ready to continue their attack on the Gran Heights again, the scouts arranged behind the army rushed over, bringing news enough to break them.

"Report——" The rebel scout with a panic expression ran wildly and rushed to the commander Zhao Feng. Because the scout was too panic, the war horse that was not stopped in time almost knocked down Zhao Feng's chariot.

"General, general, we found a large number of dynasty troops behind us--" the scout looked panicked and shouted hurriedly.

"What, the Dynasty army, it's impossible. I stayed in the defensive forces of Yunpanshan, Luoshan Province, why did they not report any!" Zhao Feng looked in disbelief.

When Zhao Feng led the main force to Nanchuan Province, he still left two flag regiments to guard the Yunpanshan defense line to prevent the dynasty army from tracing his retreat. He did not know that the defensive troops he left behind were wiped out in the face of hundreds of thousands of murderous dynasty troops, and even the chance to report the news was gone.

"Report—The cavalry of the dynasty army appeared in our south, with about 50,000 people, less than ten miles away from us."

"Report—General, the Central Army of the Dynasty was discovered in the northwest direction and was advancing towards them."

"Report--The defender's commander Zhou Boqi has fought with the Second Army of the Dynasty Central, and the commander Zhou Boqi requests reinforcements..."

Bad news came from everywhere. The Zhao Feng rebel troops, which had a strong advantage, were immediately in trouble. There was a powerful Lin Chuan Legion in front and a dynasty army rolling in behind. The 200,000 rebels were killed at this moment.

"General, let's go back to the army first." At this moment, the flag commanders who followed Zhao Feng said goodbye and returned to their respective troops. The situation is now very obvious. Staying here is not only dead or dead, but leading their own troops to break through is the right way.

This is the case when the trees are loose to the lake. Zhao Feng was just full of energy and commanded the army to launch a fierce attack on the Gran Heights. Now he is in the stance of being attacked.

When Zhao Feng saw the departing flag commanders, a strong murderous intent burst out in his heart. When he turned around and saw the Hanhai military consultant who was about to evacuate, Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Kill them!" He avoided the guard's sword and killed several Hanhai military consultants on the spot.

As we all know, Zhao Feng is greedy for life and fear of death. Now he is facing a desperate situation and no longer cares about the interests of the Zhao family. Saving his life is important. Now, taking advantage of his large army to join the dynasty, he may be able to maintain his current status.
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