The Emperor ordered Zhao Tang

Chapter 173: It's a pity that the prosperity is so shocking
"Soon Chao arrived, and the whole army shouted loudly, and the sound was heard in He and Hua. Ke Rang fought hard from noon to dusk. The soldiers were very hungry, so they made a lot of noise, burned the camp and fled." - Zizhi Tongjian, Tang Ji 70.

Golden light poured down on the Juyang River.

A long horse lance wrapped with minced meat came towards his throat, suddenly causing Han Jian to be thrown off his mount. He watched as the horse lance that pierced his neck carried his body dozens of steps before crashing to the ground. Thousands of iron hooves passed by one after another, blending Han Jian's powder into the green leaves, wild flowers and mud.

The Bian Army cavalry that blocked their way were like a group of beautiful girls trapped in a corner.

The newcomer who was not used to using the horse lance instinctively wielded his sword to defend himself like a mad tiger, but was knocked off his horse one after another.

The cavalry general was in a panic and tried his best to get into his own infantry formation.

Guangshengjun hurriedly picked up bows and shot back.

The Tian Ce foreign army, the Wu Lu army, rushed past, and the Turks reaped them like wheat.

Someone was spitting blood and foam, and his head flew into the air, looking down at his headless body in disbelief.

Some people lay on the horse's back, hugging the horse's neck and crying helplessly.

Someone was thrown to the ground by a wounded warhorse, and his ten broken fingers reflexively waved to block the torrent of enemy hooves.

Some people hooked their feet into the stirrups and dodged the oncoming spears. In the blink of an eye, the clothes, hair crowns, chests, thighs, eyeballs, hearts, and horse feet were dismembered and disassembled, falling apart and spilling all over the ground.

Someone had cracked lips, kowtowed and begged for surrender, but all he got in response was a loud laugh.

"Puff puff..." Dozens of arrows pierced the face of Song Duo, the commander of the Right Cloud Cavalry.

Immediately, eight or nine axes rushed to chop at his neck.

"The clothes are gorgeous, and the head is probably worth hundreds of pieces of silk!"

"This man is mine!"

"Get out of the way, I'm a general."

"Fuck you, whoever gets it gets it."

Over the Juyang River, owls are crying and ghosts are howling.

"Let's go!" Chen Lingxun, the commander of the right wing cavalry of the Guangsheng Army, turned his horse around with a heavy breath, and fled in panic directly under the tent.

The second wave of Li's cavalry attacked the enemy's formation. Han Jian, Zhang Xian, Song Duo, Chen Lingxun, and Yin Hao led 5,000 cavalry to fight but were defeated.

The general Han Jian died in the chaos, and the commander of the Cloud Cavalry, Song Duo, was beheaded in battle; the morale of the troops was greatly dampened. The Bian army did not return to the battlefield.

"Da da da." The cone formation continued to move forward.

The densely packed forward lances would splash blood mist everywhere when they were pushed in and out.

Like a curved plow, it draws out terrifying deep grooves.

Tens of thousands of Han and foreign cavalrymen wielded spears and axes, smashing the precarious ranks of the Bian bandits into pieces. Distorted faces, broken swords. Pink internal organs with tendons, steaming intestines that constantly ooze feces and urine. Howling, smoke, sobbing. The broken vipers were dug out of the soil. Blood poured down, and the ants drowned in their nests.

The giant panda sat on the hillside, looking down stupidly at the spring field that was shrouded in the fishy smell and destroyed.

The dark cypress forest where the raging fire spread was emitting huge white smoke. The people of Bian, who could not open their eyes, cried and shouted in the thick fog.

Arrows blocked out the sun, and the buzzing of bees and locusts cut through the blue sky.

The fluttering "王" character flag is already tattered and ragged.

"Kill!" The large brigade of infantry advanced steadily, and the chaotic Bian army, whose formation was no longer in order, performed extremely well.

"Vote, vote!"

"You want to rebel too?"

"Don't poke me. I am willing to lead the way for the king's army. The villain Wang Yanzhang is right there!"

"I was blinded by Zhu Wen's wealth and became so confused..."

"Yeah yeah yeah please surrender, please surrender! Please have mercy on me, I am also an honest and poor man, wuwu..."

"Li Sheng, please don't kill me. Please spare my life, just like you are raising a bad guy." Many Bian soldiers threw away their armor and weapons, crawled everywhere, kowtowed and sobbed, with tears in their eyes; they seemed to be afraid of being tortured and killed.

The officers were furious, waving their fists and weapons, but one fought and the other knelt down. They caught Zhang San and Li Si ran away, and they were in chaos. The deserters who ran away and begged for mercy were uncontrollably increasing. The arrogance of warriors, the dignity of men, the lives of wives and children, and the gratitude between the monarch and his subjects, let them all die.

With the failure of the cavalry battle, the Tujiang and Jiama armies were all wiped out, the Guangsheng army fled, and the defeated Ru army was largely submissive. The Heyang soldiers of Shao Zan and the Huaizhou soldiers of Liu Chongba, who were still fighting, assessed the situation, and turned around and left with their main generals.

"Chase!"

"Rob them!"

The troops could no longer hold back, and followed the enemy's lead, like wild horses running wild, far exceeding the normal speed of pursuit, and the formation automatically collapsed. Many of the Bian army were wealthy, and they were afraid of being left behind and not getting anything good.

The saint's face turned livid.

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The 20,000-strong army that marched southwards dispersed like a cloud. Wang Yanzhang stared blankly at the Luo River flowing eastward, and a chill ran through his bones.

Is this the end?

Yes, the curtain falls.

Wang Yanzhang, whose mind was completely blank, could only hear the words that Zhu Quanyu, Zhang Cunjing, and Ding Hui had said: Although the virtue of the Han Dynasty has declined, the Yan spirit has not yet ended. Those who have not usurped the throne for a long time will be killed by the Red Clan.

It was also at this moment that he suddenly thought of Xu Yin.

Last year, Xu Yin, a scholar from Fujian, traveled to the Central Plains and presented his "Geometry Fu". In the text, "It's a pity that the prosperity is so frightening. It's hard to change the clothes of a ferocious beast. No matter if it's the Qin Emperor or the Han Emperor, where can it go if it's not dead?" These few sentences angered Zhu Wen and he was beaten away with sticks. At that time, he heard others say that this was a veiled criticism, but he never understood the meaning. Now I understand. You will suffer for what you have done!

Recalling Xu Yin’s poem again - "Three generations of careful planning laid the foundation for the emperor, pitiful widows and orphans. The crime was attributed to Chengji, which brought hatred to the emperor, and the violation of the sword against the wise monarch brought eternal sorrow. Bashu was flattened as light as paper, and Gou and Wu were swallowed up as sweet as candy." No wonder it became popular in Bianliang and was banned from copying by people like Li Zhen.

Zhu Wen, you are a thief like Sima Zhao and Hou Jing.

"Go!" The sound of horse hooves was urgent, and the remaining Yulin Army looked anxious and urged.

"Let's go." Wang Yanzhang nodded woodenly, his expression dull and sluggish like a stone statue in a Buddhist temple. It's a great defeat, what else can I say? I'll go back and apologize to the Queen Mother. You can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you.

Emperor Li is a murderer.

The iron hooves disemboweled so many soldiers, tore their bodies apart, trampled them into smelly things, and turned them into fertilizer to defend against Yangchuan.

I underestimated you.

Is this the reason why the army that marched west to Hezhong became terrified when they heard the name "Li" after returning to Bian?
"Wang Yanzhang! The one in the red robe is Wang Yanzhang!" A loud shout interrupted the mixed conversation.

Wang Yanzhang laughed and turned around and said, "Come and chase me."

"I've long heard that Yuncheng Wang Yanzhang is loyal and righteous. It's unwise to work for Zhu Wen, a beast in human skin. It's better for him to give up the dark and join the light. The emperor will be pleased to see you and will definitely make use of you. Isn't that wonderful?" Upon hearing the news, Zhao Fu hurriedly urged his horse and shouted from afar.

"Qingxu is a wicked beast, why doesn't Cai Xide rebel? Zi was cruelly treated, why doesn't Bi Gan rebel? Jin Zhong is a coward, why doesn't Ji Shao avenge his father's death? People's hearts are corrupt, and there are too many who are changing their ways. Why don't you go to Bianzhou with me? The Queen Mother is wise." Wang Yanzhang also replied loudly.

Before Zhao Fu could answer, a group of knights sneered: "You dare to rebel against the general when you are at the end of your rope? We are going to capture you!"

"Hahaha. Li Cunxiao and Zhu Xuan also said so, but unfortunately they don't have the ability enough." Wang Yanzhang took off his armor quickly and stabbed the horse's buttocks with a knife. He ran like lightning, with his long hair flying wildly.

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As the sun was setting, the horses that had lost their masters stood or lay in the blood pit and cried in groups of three or two. There were bones and blood clots everywhere, and there were charred corpses with half of their heads cut off. Some of the Bian bandits who were still alive gasped slightly, and the chilly spring breeze with black smoke and white mist brushed across their wounds. Some slowly pulled out the broken swords on their bodies and half-knelt on the ground struggling...

In February, the Tang ruler killed the border generals, and the Liang army was completely defeated on the Luo River.

The emaciated flesh of the man was eaten by cockroaches and wolves, and his wife's soul was summoned and buried in front of the door.

The horn drums and owls' voices shook Chang'an, and Ju Mang took away the spring of the south of the Yangtze River.

The weapons and armor were melted down into twelve kinds of gold, and the broken banners were used to fill the bones of the princes.

On February 28th of the first year of Qianning, the emperor defeated the Bian army in Shangzhou, killing everyone and capturing Zhang Xian, the commander of the cavalry, and 160 other officers.

Chen Lingxun fled to Guo, Shao Zan fled to the Eastern Capital, Liu Chongba returned to Henei. Yanzhang barely escaped with his life, and only had a few hundred warriors.

As a result, the general Yao Chang surrendered to the Jin Dynasty, and Xiang, Qian, Kui, Chu, Jing, and E all feared the emperor. Yan, Yun, Qi, and Wei were determined to fight against the enemy. Upon hearing the news of the defeat, Wen was overwhelmed with grief and anger, vomited half a liter of blood, and cried to his ministers on the bed, "Oh my God! Oh my God! The boy is still so arrogant!" He choked with sobs and fainted and then recovered.

(End of this chapter)