The sudden heavy rain temporarily stopped Wang Yue's plan to sweep across the periphery of Kaifeng.

But no need.

Because Deng Xunren's tribe itself collapsed.

"This battle was so magical!"

In the heavy rain, Wang Yue rushed to the main road outside Kaiyuan Gate, looking at the completely spectacular scene ahead with laughter and cry...

Countless collapsed soldiers.

The drooping clouds and heavy rain, the soldiers throwing their armor were almost boundless. They cried and screamed and rushed towards the Bian River ahead, fighting for bridges to cross the river, boats to cross the river, and even people rushed into the river directly. In short, they were all fleeing to the north shore regardless of everything. Many people were being washed down by their companions in chaos, and they were trampled under their feet before they could stand up. Not only ordinary soldiers, but they even saw a purple robe in Wang Yue's vision. He was also rushed down by the fleeing soldiers, and disappeared into the crowd.

Perhaps the Song army that was defeated by a war drum on the banks of the Yellow River three years later was the same.

"Even if they turn around, they will flood me!"

Wang Yue sighed with complicated eyes.

"General, why did this make a fuss? Didn't they come to reinforce?"

Yang Zaixing said in surprise.

Most of these escaped were Deng Xunren's troops. He originally attacked the gates in the north of the city. After learning the news, he immediately assembled 20,000 Hebei imperial guards and prepared to come over to join forces with Fan Zhixu, and then fight to the death with Wang Yue. However, the defeated troops of Fan Zhixu troops arrived just after crossing the Bian River. As a result...

"That's how the soldiers are defeated!"

Gao Jie said.

"But we haven't fought yet?"

Yang Zaixing still couldn't understand the scene in front of him.

He is still too young!

"This is called scattering. The most terrifying thing on the battlefield is often not the enemy, but the defeated soldiers on the side. When the enemy kills, they know that they can resist to the death. But if the defeated soldiers rush over, unless the commander takes decisive measures to kill a group of shocks, they will rush into their own formation and want to be defeated together without being scattered. It is obvious that the commander on the opposite side does not understand these at all."

Gao Jie said with some vicissitudes of life.

It is obvious that he also remembered the battles he had in Liaodong for the past six years. He probably had experienced many such scenes.

The Liao Kingdom lost so magical!

Wang Yue urged the rhino to move forward.

The defeated soldiers who had no time to escape in front fell to the roadside in horror.

Wang Yue waved his hand casually, signaling them to get out quickly and not to anger him here. Although he is the winner, he really can't feel the joy of victory in the face of this magical victory!

This is the Song Dynasty!

Three years later, they are about to collapse!

But the winner at that time was not him, but the invaders of alien races. They would not wave their hand and let these defeated soldiers get out. They would raise the butcher knife in their hands without hesitation. It can be imagined that if Wang Yue ordered the cavalry behind to continue to attack at this time, the scene would not be a funny collapse, but a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and the Bian River would become a river of blood. In history, all this would become true only after three years. Not only the Bian River water was dyed red with blood, but most of the rivers of the thousands of miles of rivers would be dyed red with blood in such a defeat.

The prosperity of the River During the Qingming Festival will be wiped out by blood in such a defeat.

Sad to his misfortune and angered him not to fight!

“What is this scenery?”

He stopped beside the purple-robed official and said slowly as he watched the collapse on the Bian River.

The latter got up with difficulty.

"You traitor, why should the official lose you? You are going to destroy this prosperous era!"

He said angrily.

He even spat out a mouthful of blood while he was speaking.

He probably had an internal injury after being stepped on, and his face and beard were covered with blood. The worst thing was that one arm was obviously broken, and I don’t know what he had just experienced.

"A prosperous age?"

Wang Yue smiled contemptuously.

Then he pointed to the defeated soldiers who were tremblingly walking by.

These are the Hebei Imperial Guards, which are similar to the scumbags he saw in Xiongzhou last time. They were all dressed in rags and held obviously decayed weapons, and many of them actually didn't even have weapons...

I have to say that Zheng Xunren is also very determined and actually brought such an army to fight him to the death.

He didn't ask how Master Zhong lost?

But it's not surprising.

After all, the Hebei imperial guards recruited by Taishi Tong also looked like this. Last time, he had already collected all the materials that could be collected in various warehouses in Hebei, and those who could also fight were also collected. All those who remained were just a few scoundrels. In total, from the Kaifeng Incident to the present, it was only a month since Deng Xunren had the ability to truly arm these scoundrels in such a short time. It was already considered that he had some talent to be able to recruit tens of thousands of people to come.

"You ask them if this is a prosperous era?"

Wang Yue said.

"The people who are careful will have all the leaders, and they will not die in vain and will be prosperous in the ravines. Do you want something else?"

The purple robe sneered.

"Look, our principles are different.

Why can't they ask for anything else? Why do you eat meat but eat grass? Why can you be the father and son who have been in high positions for generations, but they want to be trampled by you for generations?

Why?

Can't they cut off your head with one knife?

Are you Deng Xunren?

Your father Deng Wan is the chief censor, your younger brother Deng Xunwu is the Privy Councilor, you are the appeasement envoy, you can indeed say here that it is a gift to them to let them live. In your opinion, sheep should be sheep for generations, and you should eat their meat for generations if you want to eat their meat for generations. However, I really want to ask at this moment, why should we listen to you, why can't we step on you? Look, I can step on you now!

I will give you the words from Chen Sheng and Wu Guang to them..."

Wang Yue lowered his head...

"Is it better to have a general, prime minister, king and prince!"

He said.

After saying that, as soon as he lifted the reins, the rhino raised his front hooves with dissatisfaction, and then stepped on the chest of the purple robe without hesitation. The latter instantly spit out a mouthful of blood and his head tilted straight to the side.

This should be Deng Xunren.

Anyway, it was either Deng Xunren or Fan Zhixu. Among the two armies, they were only purple robes. Although they were prefects, the magistrates of Henan Prefecture and the magistrate of Daming Prefecture were not like Zhang Shuye. These two were from Xijing and Beijing. The magistrates had to be a scholar of the palace and pavilion, and Zhang Shuye's kind was just a waiting party.

If you step on it, just step on it!

Step on them to death!

Wang Yue is more and more fond of the word "blessing"!

"General!"

At this time, the Cao Cheng and his brothers came over.

The soldiers behind them were dragging the previous cavalry general. The latter was not injured, but they were covered in mud. They should have been trapped in a ditch when they retreated. The guy was still struggling with dissatisfaction.

"What's the name?"

Wang Yue said.

"Wang Yan, the sixth general of Hedong Road, will you kill and cut it into pieces!"

The man said very simply.

"Do you know Li Xiaozhong?"

Wang Yue said.

"I have worked with him under the account of Mr. Zhong, and I can be called a brother."

Wang Yan said.

"He said so, let him go!"

Wang Yue said.

Cao Cheng quickly untied Wang Yan.

"What do you want to do? Wang has been loyal and righteous for generations and will never be as compatible as you. Even if you let Wang go, Wang will eventually have to return to the official army to become enemies with you."

Wang Yan said tough.

"Ha, your ability is not worth my attention. I let you go because I have some friendship with Li Xiaozhong, and I don't want you to surrender. Don't be too sentimental there. Get out of here quickly. If you have the ability, come back. I promise that even if I catch you again, I will let you go. Do you believe that you will be the fate of your life?"

Wang Yue said.

After all, he is also the creator of the Eight Characters Army, just find an excuse to let it go.

Wang Yan looked at him with anger.

But in the end, I didn't dare to do anything. After all, the image of this guy in front of me is still very desperate.

"Good farewell, if you don't kill, you will be rewarded!"

He bowed and said hatefully.
To be continued...