The 50,000 dynasty guards were responsible for the left wing defense line of the Western Army. They were survivors of the Wangjing Rebellion. Later, they were reorganized by the sixth prince Long Qing and threw them into the battlefield.

Faced with the rolling torrent of steel, the soldiers of the Imperial Guards who had been guarding Wangjing for many years were not sure whether they were nervous or afraid, and their faces were pale.

"Stay the position! Stay steady!" The officers of the Imperial Guards ran back and forth in the queue, roaring loudly, but facing the roaring Nanchuan Army, the soldiers of the Imperial Guards could not help but tremble all over.

The queue was filled with a smell of urine. It was the timid soldiers who were so scared that they had incontinence. More soldiers closed their eyes and prayed in a low voice...

The Nanchuan infantry soldiers were like a surging craze, colliding on the front shield of the Imperial Guards, making a huge roar, and countless shield-holding soldiers were shaken away by the huge force.

Before the soldiers behind made up the gap, the Nanchuan infantry soldiers holding the battle axe had already jumped into the crowd of the Imperial Guards along the gap, and then slashed and killed them violently, with blood sealed their throats.

In less than a moment, the Nanchuan soldiers tore open several holes in the Imperial Guards' front, and the subsequent troops kept coming and jumping into the torn gap, expanding their results.

"Stop them--" The commander of the Imperial Guard was shocked when he saw the Nanchuan soldiers so brave, and hurriedly transferred the only heavy infantry battalion to the center to try to stop the Nanchuan infantry's attack.

The war knife and battle axe of the Nanchuan soldiers made a jingling sound on the heavy infantry, leaving only a faint white scratch. However, the heavy spears of the heavy infantry poked the bodies of the Nanchuan soldiers into a pair of blood.

The fierce battle began, and the Imperial Guards blocked Lin Chuan and the others' way with heavy infantry as their main force and light infantry as their auxiliary, forcing them to fall into a state of melee.

Although Lin Chuan personally led the troops to launch an attack and tried to defeat the defense line of the Imperial Guards, he had his head broken and bloody after several attacks, and the disadvantages of the light infantry against the heavy infantry were undoubtedly revealed.

Among the two reinforced infantry battalions of Zhenxi Army were also in the future, which further aggravated the pressure on Lin Chuan's troops. The assault operations on the left wing were in a deadlock. Although Lin Chuan's troops were unable to break through the defense line of the left wing, Lin Chuan's troops attracted the elite of the enemy. The two heavy infantry battalions reduced the pressure on the other fronts to a certain extent.

"Let the cavalry attack." Seeing that the central army, the left wing and the right wing were all in a state of anxiety, the commander-in-chief took out his trump card, 50,000 Central Army cavalry units.

After receiving the order, the 50,000 Central Army cavalry units attacked quickly. Although they were just light cavalry, they were kings on the battlefield where all infantry were soldiers.

The cavalry broke into the gap between the left wing and the central area, and chopped a large number of Zhenxi Army to the ground like the wind blowing wheat waves. The cavalry had already attacked forward in a dense array. Countless Zhenxi Army teams were defeated by them. Facing the rolling cavalry, Raoshi had a very strong mental quality and was so scared that his face turned pale, and he howled and avoided the cavalry's edge.

The cavalry troops were like a sharp knife inserted into the enemy's huge body and continued to leap forward, like a mountain torrent and tsunami. Every action would make the enemy's huge body bleed to death.

Seeing that the Central Army's cavalry was unstoppable, Fang Rui, the Marshal of Zhenxi Army, hurriedly transferred the Zhenxi Army cavalry into the battlefield. The cavalry of both sides began to fight. The horses collided with the horses, and the cavalry and the cavalry chopped and killed. The speed of the running horses allowed the cavalry to easily cut the opponent into two pieces.

Countless cavalrymen broke their horse hooves and fell to the ground, and were then trampled into flesh mud by the cavalry rolling behind them. The sound of shouting and killing on the battlefield resounded throughout the world. People shouted that horses were ringing, and the iron hooves were like thunder. Countless infantrymen died under the cavalry's sabers.

The fierce battle lasted from morning to dusk. All the troops in the hands of the commanders of both sides were put into the anxious battlefield. On the vast battlefield, corpses were piled up like mountains, and blood gathered into small rivers.

The corpses on the muddy ground were soft and bloody. The soldiers on both sides were waving the swords in their hands and slower and slower. They were all exhausted, but the war drums still resounded in their ears, urging them to fight forward.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the battlefield was still noisy and bustle. The collision between weapons and weapons made the wounded wailing in despair, and the tired and hungry soldiers fought the final desperate battle.

All the troops began to procrastinate and were about to withdraw their troops and return to the camp, hoping to fight again in the future, because the battle was already at dusk, and the men on both sides decided to win, but the generals of the command headquarters had no intention of withdrawing their troops, and the trumpets of advance were louder and louder.

"No more fighting, no more fighting." The weak-willed inner guard forces began to evacuate the battlefield without authorization. After fighting fiercely for a day, they had reached their limits of their bodies.

"Retreat and take up your weapons to fight!" The soldiers of the military and military formed a scattered line to block the retreating troops. They were cold and ruthless. Facing the bright swords and guns in the hands of the military and military soldiers, the troops who had fought fiercely for a day were re-entered on the battlefield, but they were no longer able to move forward and continue to attack.

"Puff--" Lin Chuan cut off the head of a heavy infantryman, and the headless corpse was filled with blood, spitting Lin Chuan's face.

On the battlefield on the left wing, the Nanchuan Army led by Lin Chuan finally wiped out the heavy infantry of the two flag battalions after a day of fierce battle. With the last heavy infantry being cut off, the enemy's elite was destroyed.

"General, brothers can't hold on." Gangyu, panting, reported to Lin Chuan with his mace.

Lin Chuan looked up and saw the surviving Nanchuan soldiers on the mountain-stacked corpses, and some of them could not even lift the knife.

However, Lin Chuan also understood the intention of the commander. At this moment, the soldiers of both sides had reached their limits, and the final victory of the decisive battle had reached the most critical moment. Now the battle is whoever can persist the most, whoever persists will win.

"Brothers! Can you still kill the enemy?!" Lin Chuan was covered in blood, like a violent lion, asking loudly in the loud voice of a soldier.

"Yes." The soldiers replied loudly.

"Answer loudly, can you still fight?!"

"Yes!" This time the soldiers almost roared and answered Lin Chuan.

"Okay! Come with me to kill!" Lin Chuan's bloody sword pointed at the same exhausted imperial guards not far away, and led the way and took the lead in killing.

The surviving Nanchuan soldiers rushed towards their enemies who had fought for a day like tigers and wolves.

The soldiers of the Imperial Guard, who were so tired that they could not hold a sword, saw the Nanchuan soldiers roaring and coming again, cursing loudly and retreating. Faced with these undead Xiaoqiang, the Imperial Guard soldiers did not realize the battle to the death. The fierce battle of a day had already made them fear the Nanchuan army.

According to a surviving guard soldier, the Nanchuan warrior was a devil, an indestructible devil. The two heavy infantry battalions were swallowed up by them.

Since even the heavy infantry battalion could not defeat them, these light infantry were even worse than their opponents, so when the Nanchuan army rushed forward again, they tactfully chose to retreat.

The Imperial Guards retreated without authorization and immediately exposed the left wing of the central army of Zhenxi Army to the blade of the Nanchuan Army. Of course, Lin Chuan would not miss this opportunity. He led the exhausted Nanchuan Army into the central army of Zhenxi Army from the left wing, like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The Zhenxi Army troops who had fought for a day could no longer hold on.
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