The cavalry of the dynasty was rumbling, and tens of thousands of cavalry rushed into the defense line of Xingtu's army with a scattered force. At this moment, the night was coming, and the ferocious cavalry suddenly emerged from the rain like a devourer in the dark.

Before the Xingtu warriors on the whistle had time to issue an alarm, the whistle had been flooded by the cavalry passing by. With the creaking sound, the whistle collapsed.

With the cover of the rain, tens of thousands of cavalry of the dynasty quietly crossed the Sanggan River and appeared behind Xing Tujun. Looking at the ferocious cavalry, the general of Xing Tujun Lin Nuoyan looked pale.

"Kill back, resist! Form a formation on the spot!" Lin Nuoyan waved his sword and loudly ordered the retreating Xing Tu soldiers to rush back to resist, but facing the fierce cavalry, the Xing Tu soldiers had lost the courage to resist and kept running around, and the entire Xing Tu military camp was in chaos.

Lin Nuoyan looked crazy and grabbed a retreating soldier and scolded him for going back to resist.

The soldiers' eyes showed a look of horror: "Master, our Fifth Banner Regiment has been defeated and cannot be stopped. Run away!"

The soldier pushed Lin Nuoyan away from the road and hurriedly ran backwards. Lin Nuoyan sat in the mud and water, staring blankly at countless yelling soldiers running past him, but had no choice but to do anything.

The dynasty cavalry's sharp sabers emitted a dazzling light in the darkness, and the thunderous sound rang out. The resisting Xingtu cavalry rolled down from the horse screaming and smashed heavily into the mud and water.

The heavy rain was getting heavier and heavier. In such a cold and desolate night, the cavalry of the dynasty kept slashing and killing Xing Tu soldiers, and the Xing Tu military camp was already bleeding.

"Master, Master--" A fleeing officer found Lin Nuoyan sitting in the mud, and hurriedly stopped and pulled him up.

"Master, go quickly, it's too late not to go!"

However, Lin Nuoyan had been greatly stimulated and lost his calmness. His eyes were dull and he looked at the officer numbly.

The officer sighed heavily, and asked someone to tie Lin Nuoyan to the war horse, and took him away from the battlefield and fled to the north.

The night was chaotic. Under the sudden attack of the dynasty cavalry, the Xingtu army's defense line on the north bank was about to collapse, and it was defeated thousands of miles without resistance. The generals of the rebel army who surrendered took the lead in taking people to escape before they saw the dynasty cavalry, causing the entire defense line to become scattered and were galloped by the dynasty cavalry.

The First Corps led by Lin Chuan fought to the death and escaped from the battlefield with the cover of the night. However, the camp behind him was already in a mess, and Lin Chuan and the others lost all their supplies and food.

In the dark night, Lin Chuan led the surviving Xingtu soldiers to march quickly. Lin Chuan was terrible silent. His face was not very good. The anger in his heart was like surging magma, which could burst at any time.

Nearly 100,000 Xingtu troops were actually attacked by someone and were about to collapse. Seeing that they were about to annihilate the dynasty army, the sudden change made them lose their chance. When they lost their soldiers and generals, they saw those familiar brothers lying in pools of blood. In order to protect their retreat, they turned around and rushed towards the pursuers without hesitation, and Lin Chuan felt guilty.

The heavy rain continued until midnight, and the muddy roads hindered the pursuit of the dynasty cavalry and allowed Lin Chuan and others to escape from the battlefield.

Going north, less than 6,000 Xingtu soldiers walked forward with their heads low. From time to time, people fell and rolled in the muddy puddles. The cold rain wet their clothes and armor. They looked depressed and their morale was sluggish.

The Xingtu soldiers retreated in a hurry, and they kept retreating after fierce battle. After the march until midnight, their physical strength had reached their limit. If they hadn't been concerned about the pursuers behind them, they would have been lying beside the road.

"Thunderstorm" Lin Chuan stopped and shouted at the guards.

Thunderstorm's huge body, like a blast of bear, flashed out of the darkness. The fierce battle caused Thunderstorm to have a few deep blood grooves, and he looked a little weak.

"Sir, what are you asking?" Leisho asked in a low voice.

"You go and send the order to let the brothers rest for an hour and a half." Lin Chuan looked at the exhausted Xingtu soldiers and gave the order to rest.

"Double the sentry and the scouts will be released to five miles." After Lin Chuan gave the order, he walked to the side of the road and sat down. He was too tired, his legs were as heavy as those of lead-filled, and he could no longer walk.

Now, for a while, the dynasty pursuers didn't care about Xing Tujun, who were fleeing everywhere, so Lin Chuan was ready to take a break.

Soon, Lin Chuan's order was passed to various teams of thousands of people. The tired Xingtu soldiers sat down one after another, not caring about the coldness on the ground, but they were really too tired.

Due to the loss of all the supplies and food, the Xing Tu soldier basically had nothing but the generals on his body and the weapons in his hands. The thirsty soldier lay directly on the ground, drinking the accumulated water in the small puddle, which made Lin Chuan feel distressed.

Compared with other troops that had lost their establishment, Lin Chuan's Second Banner Regiment and Tenth Banner Regiment suffered heavy losses, but they still maintained their establishment.

Lin Chuan gathered all the officers and discussed the next countermeasures.

Gangyu, the commander of the Tenth Flag Regiment, was cut with his arm and was now hanging on his chest. "Sir, I suggest we find a place to rest first, find out the specific situation, and see how other troops are doing. The most important thing is to find the general and wait for the next order."

Xiao Zhan retorted seriously: "Now the losses of each unit are unclear, and the army has been disbanded. It is not easy to find the general in a short time. I still think we should return to Mucheng first and be prepared to stick to Mucheng, so that we will not even have a foothold in the end."

Tu Yue, deputy commander of the Corps, shouted loudly: "My soldiers fell under the enemy's sword. How can we retreat? We must cheer up again, kill back, and avenge the soldiers! You cowards!"

"They are all dead, not even a whole body is left behind. How can I go back and explain to their parents, wife and children in the future..." The Xing Tu soldier suffered a lot of losses, and most of them were soldiers from the mountain tribe. Tu Yue said as a big and thick man actually choked up.

Lin Chuan patted Tu Yue on the shoulder and comforted him, "Believe me, we will definitely avenge this blood feud! Ten times, hundred times, and hundreds of times, and now the first thing we have to do is to survive."

In the end, Lin Chuan decided to withdraw from Mucheng first and then make plans. When making the decision, Lin Chuan issued an order to assemble the Xing Tu army garrison in the towns around Mucheng in the name of the commander of the First Corps.

Now within hundreds of miles around the Mucheng, the Xing Tu army has nearly 50,000 people scattered in various towns. This is a huge force, and now it is the last hope of the Xing Tu army. The fast horse sent by Lin Chuan left first.

"Sir, we have found a friendly army." Ye Fei, who was in charge of the alert, came trembling with a trembling soldier from behind him.

The soldier Xing Tu was blind at the moment, covered in mud, and looked embarrassed.

Lin Chuan personally interrogated him.

"Soldier, I am Lin Chuan, the commander of the First Corps. Tell me what the current situation of the troops you belong to."

After half an hour of inquiry, Lin Chuan asked someone to take the soldier down.

Although the soldiers looked a little abnormal, Lin Chuan still got what he wanted from his intermittent language.

The soldier was from the Ninth Banner Regiment. Their troops were originally heading to the front line of the Sanggan River, but before dark, they were marching and encountered a sudden attack by the dynasty cavalry. The commander died in battle, and the entire Ninth Banner Regiment collapsed. It can be said that Lin Chuan could no longer count on the Ninth Banner Regiment because the Ninth Banner Regiment had been disbanded.
Chapter completed!