The Emperor ordered Zhao Tang

Chapter 234 Bleeding Drifting
When the central army led by Yuan Zheng and Xu Huaiyu was disrupted, the shaky armies of both sides collapsed together, and an all-out war began.

The Yiwu Army, which came from Longtu Temple, joined forces with the Hezhong Army from Sandaling, Xiao Xiu, Qi Yanshu, Ashina Yingchen, Gao Hanhong and other troops, and rushed to pursue the Bian Army in the north. Zhu Youlun had been defeated once and could not resist, so he fled to Mangshan.

To the south, Shi Shucong, Zhao Keyu, Huang Wenjing and Shao Zan were also retreating step by step and were moving towards Zhu Youyu.

At the positions of Emperor Li and the little thief Zhu, the two armies were engaged in a melee.

The Righteous Army, led by Murong Zhang and Linghu Tao, was composed of more than 20,000 captives of the surrendered soldiers of the Bian Army. As expected, some of them jumped to the enemy's side and said, "I am rebelling!" Then they turned the tables. Thousands of others did not shout, but just waved and shouted to the Bian Army, "We are our own people!" and ran over in a hurry. For most of the Righteous Army, they surrendered and were captured because they had no choice. Compared with Guanzhong, where they had no relatives, were discriminated against, and were on guard, their hometown was better.

Run, rebel, Li's original intention was also to test his stance.

Let these people go and save a lot of money.

In the end, only three or four thousand people did not run away and fought hard at their posts. Finally, the saint's tolerance was of some use.

"Kill, kill the traitor!"

Many Bian people in Xu Huaiyu's army have recognized that many of those rushing towards them are their former friendly troops or even comrades.

The attack and defense of this position by both sides was very fierce.

On one side, the emperor was supervising the battle from behind, ready to charge into the battle line at any moment; on the other side, the rebels, under the leadership of Zhu Youyu, fought hard to keep fighting.

The gamble was that the Jingnan Army would not be able to hold on and suffer casualties in the next moment.

The bet is that in the next round, the Jingnan Army will withdraw its troops and stop fighting first.

"Xu Huai... Yu!"

"Jin'er!"

Both of them were panting, covered in blood, staring at each other as they walked and took a breath. Within ten breaths, they both leaped forward at the same time and pounced on each other. One red, one black, they collided head-on like a train.

Xu Huaiyu held the iron mace in his hand, and swung it like a blood-red fan, hitting Zhu Jin's head. Zhu Jin stared at Xu Huaiyu's movements and reached out to grab the iron mace! Countless warriors from both sides who were fighting around shouted to get out of the way, some shot arrows to help, some shouted to form a formation, trying to surround and kill the general, some turned around, and some...

"Dang!" With a loud bang, Zhu Jin failed to take the mace and chopped it with his knife. Xu Huaiyu pressed forward with both hands, holding the mace, and walked forward with difficulty and heavy steps, almost in front of Zhu Jin's nose, grinning: "Ah ...

Zhu Jin, whose feet were slipping in the mud, was pushed five or six steps forward before he stopped by stepping on a stone.

He suddenly let go of the knife and turned around, grabbing Xu Huaiyu's hair with his left hand, and pulling out a dagger from his hip with his right hand, stabbing Xu Huaiyu's neck like lightning. Xu Huaiyu turned over and fell to the ground, sleeping in the mud, his eyes wide open, and smashed Zhu Jin's arm from bottom to top with his whip mace.

Zhu Jin held the dagger horizontally and pulled it diagonally, accurately cutting across the whip mace and removing the force of the mace.

"Hahaha!" Xu Huaiyu pushed his butt down, his body like a fish bouncing on a chopping board, and his feet kicked up like lightning!
Zhu Jin immediately felt a pair of footprints on his chest and groaned.

"Haha!" Xu Huaiyu laughed grimly, and stood up on the spot, holding the whip mace tightly with ten fingers, and hit Zhu Jin's forehead with a mountain pressure. The whip mace is a blunt weapon with great force and power, and if it hits, it will definitely shake the person to pieces!
Zhu Jin tried his best to dodge.

The blood-red black mace brushed his arm and fell to the ground, leaving a shocking mace pattern in the mud. During this gap, Xu Huaiyu grabbed a broken knife beside him with his bare hands, and when his palms were bleeding subconsciously, he stabbed Zhu Jin in the crotch!

Zhu Jin jumped high on the spot!
Xu Huaiyu did not give up. He was more resilient than the dancers in the Lingqi Palace. He slapped the ground with his palm! With a "pop", his body seemed to stand upside down, and it seemed to be like a kite climbing a mountain. He raised his leg high in the mud and water, and his long leg "whoosh" swept towards Zhu Jin's neck!
"Even Li Cunxiao can't resist my kung fu, how can Jin'er be able to resist it?!"

Between the lightning and flint.

"Ha!" Zhu Jin grabbed Xu Huaiyu and lifted him upside down.

Then, he was seen leaning back, sleeping in the mud, with his legs clamped around Xu Huaiyu's head. Xu Huaiyu's legs and his hands struggled on his chest, and he also locked his head: "Quick, quick! Kill Zhu Jin! Someone! Someone! Kill him!"

Xu Huaiyu screamed.

The soldiers on both sides were stunned. But the surprise on the battlefield only lasted for a moment, and the soldiers who were close to them burst into a swarm of screams, and then dozens of spears and swords rushed towards the two men, so they had no time to care about their own generals!
Slash with the sword!

Zhu Jin and Xu Huaiyu shook their heads and screamed wildly.

The sharp blade hit his face and cut off one of Xu Huaiyu's ears.

A few locks of Zhu Jin's hair were also chopped off.

At the same time, the two men loosened their hands and feet! Xu Huaiyu jumped up first, covered his face with blood, kicked up the whip mace in his hand, and rushed back to the dozen soldiers he had called to "behead Zhu Jin".

"Help me!" Zhu Jin's reaction was also unusually fast. He dodged a few times in the mud, rolled twice on the pole along the incoming gunfire, and narrowly avoided the murderous intent. Then he was hurriedly pulled back to his own army.

The two who survived the catastrophe stared at each other coldly without saying a word. After a fight, Xu Huaiyu's whip mace was still in his hand, but Zhu Jin's lance, sword, and mount were long gone. Zhu Jin, who was unarmed, retreated among his own people and was almost angry to death!

Zhu Wen, oh Zhu Wen, you have humiliated me in every way. Even you, my old subordinate, are my enemy! I will not stop until your entire clan is killed and Bianzhou is slaughtered!
"Kill!" With a roar, Zhu Jin was seen leading the way, waving a long-handled axe and rushing to the front, with countless soldiers shouting and responding behind him. The densely packed people threw away their weapons and wrestled together, entangled in the blood and mud. They bit, dug, kicked, and hit each other. The voices in their throats could no longer be distinguished, and everyone seemed to be screaming like a beast instinctively.

One of them raised his arm and shouted: "The big white banner has moved forward!"

Some soldiers looked ahead and saw a black line with a row of white flags slowly advancing in the rain and fog. Soldiers in bright armor sat on their horses, holding their swords and spears vertically, looking over here.

"Thump, thump..." The sound of horse hooves was neither fast nor slow, but orderly, like thunder.

Dozens of riders were already charging ahead. They were almost lying on their backs, charging straight towards the battlefield! Behind them, there were countless footsteps! Dozens of riders were rushing in, their horse spears were stabbing. To their left and right, and behind them, more soldiers, cavalry, infantry, and horse and infantry were pouring out. They were shouting loudly, dismounting one after another, drawing their weapons, and rushing over with a roar!

"The saint is coming, the saint is coming!"

And the Wang army, whether they were crippled lying in the pile of corpses, or fighting, or running away, or lying on the ground pretending to be dead, or the new wave of reinforcements, all shouted: "Capture Zhu Dalang! Capture Zhu Dalang!"

"Let's go!" Xu Huaiyu, whose half head was wrapped in a bloody cloth, made a judgment after just one glance.

Xu Huaiyu stopped fighting, grabbed a warhorse, climbed on it, and almost bumped into the bodies of his own soldiers before walking away without looking back!

The Bian army, which was still fighting, became even more confused.

"Captain, now that you're gone, what should we do? Please stay and command us."

"We lost, we lost, let's all run for our lives."

"Don't panic, fight and retreat in groups of three, or you'll be killed like a dog!"

"Wang Jianji!" Wu Xiong had disheveled hair, a body like a bull, and ran as fast as a blind bear. The only thing he lacked was using his hands and feet together.

"Don't chase me, you can't kill me! Our army is defeated in this battle, we will decide the winner another day!" Wang Jianji threw away his helmet and armor and ran wildly with his head down.

"Don't leave!" Wu Xiong chased after him vigorously, not looking at anyone, and slammed into anyone who blocked his way. The only person in his eyes was Wang Jianji: "You let me kill you! Give me a credit! I promise to give you a quick kill!"

"Fuck you!" Wang Jianji swung his hands and kicked his legs to jump over the obstacle, like an athlete hurdling.

The two of them, one chasing and the other fleeing, were like a leopard in desperate need of syrup chasing a beautiful woman.

"Haha, you can't run away! I'll catch up with you!" The distance was getting closer and closer, and Wu Xiong pounced.

Hearing the roar in his ears, Wang Jian and his ghost were frightened.

Shake your head!

The claws of his hands brushed against the ends of his hair.

Wu Xiong turned over from the mire, started chasing after him, and screamed, "You can't run away! I will be your retribution!"

He picked up a stone and threw it hard, hitting Wang Jianji on the back of the head.

"Ah!" Wang Jianji suddenly saw stars and felt dizzy.

Someone from the Bian army who was retreating nearby recognized Wang Jianji and rode to rescue him: "Grab my hand and I'll take you on the horse!"

"Ahhhhh! No!" Wu Xiong screamed and his body crashed into the mule like a cannonball.

"Evil beast! Go!" Upon seeing this, the man turned his horse and rode away.

At this juncture, there was no way he would risk being knocked down for the sake of others.

"Don't go, save me!" Wang Jianji stretched out his hand in despair.

"Hahaha!" Wu Xiong laughed wildly: "I'm very big, just bear with it!"

Then he was seen leaping forward and hitting Wang Jianji from behind.

boom.

The two rolled together in the mud. Wu Xiong turned over, like he was going to beat a woman, grabbed Wang Jianji's shoulders and turned him over, facing the sky, and then rode on him. Then, he pounced on Wang Jianji and bit his throat with his fangs.

"Puff!" Blood spurted out. Amid the horrific sound of bones breaking, Wang Jianji's throat was bitten off. Wu Xiong lifted the corpse above his head with one hand, and with a bloody face looking up to the sky, he laughed like Director Jin: "Hahahaha..."

“Who else!!!!”

"Such a good saint was bullied by you because he married a Shatuo woman..."

"Is there still law? Is there still etiquette?" He glanced at the fleeing soldiers and his own soldiers around him with his small eyes. Some of us, both enemies and friends, subconsciously lowered our heads and hurriedly took detours.

“Bang!” Wu Xiong threw Wang Jianji into a large group of fleeing Bian troops: “Homemade chickens and dogs, rotten fish and shrimps! I’m going to beat ten of them!!”

As expected, it’s Takekuma!

Both violent and fierce.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The sound of passionate war drums came from the position of the saint behind.

It seemed like a compliment to him, but also like a signal to chase him down.

The outcome of the Battle of Hengshui River was decided here.

"Report! Xu Huaiyu's troops are being routed, and there are only chaotic soldiers in front of the general's flag."

"Yang Shouliang and Ye Lichan are fighting with me for Tianjin Bridge. They have entered Luocheng and are fighting me in the streets. Zhu Yourang is sending an emergency message!"

"The Jingzhou army attacked Jinyong City and was repelled."

"The Wei thieves are blocking the road in the area around Taizi Pond."

"Zhao, Pu, Ding and the northern royal army have joined forces to defeat Zhu Youlun and are heading towards the central army."

"Wang Jianji was killed in battle!"

"Zhao Fu and Li Renmei are surrounding us from the south. We are in danger!"

"Young Marshal, let's go! Henan Prefecture, Heyang, and Ruzheng can no longer be defended! We can't continue to fight this place and Emperor Li, otherwise the four prefectures of Xuanwu will not be stable... Let's go back to Daliang, destroy Ge Congzhou and his ilk, prepare our troops for two years, and then fight back!"

"Losing the battle is a small matter, but the young commander must not lose his prestige... Xuanwu is the most important place, how can it be compared with Zhengxi? Now that Wang Jingyao has taken over our nest, instead of going back to get rid of him, we have to fight with Emperor Li. This is not right, not right! If Daliang is not at peace, we will be finished."

"We've suffered 30,000 to 40,000 casualties, Shao Zan has escaped... Now all fronts are retreating, but the Tang army is still not defeated... There's almost no hope of winning, should we continue fighting?"

"Let's go quickly... I really don't want to stay in Henan Prefecture any longer..."

On the earth ridge, Zhu Youyu's tall and thin body stood still. Seeing that he turned a deaf ear, several of his confidants rushed over again: "Young Marshal, let's go! Return to Bianzhou! We are short of supplies and have lost the battle. We can't fight anymore! Some of the troops have already fled!"

Zhao Keyu looked the most fearful, and was probably regretting it already: "...Can we defeat Emperor Li? No. Can we drive Emperor Li away? It has been four hours since dawn, and I still can't. We have limited manpower and horses, and if we lose more, we won't be able to protect ourselves, let alone divide the land and establish borders!"

Zhu Youyu waved his hand and said, "If you want to protect yourself, just go back to Zhengzhou now! How much can Zhengzhou achieve? What era is this? If we don't take this opportunity to stop the emperor from visiting Shanzhou, when he gets promoted again, can a decree inspire his subordinates to rebel and kill you!"

He pointed in the direction of Luoyang again and said, "I have already said that Henan Prefecture, Heyang, Ru, and Zheng should be protected. I don't want any grass or tree. They are all yours! We should hurt Emperor Li, expand our territory, and each of us should hold our own. Only then can we protect ourselves! Now that things have come to this, we will win or lose in one breath. I will not turn back until we drive Emperor Li back to the west bank of Hengshui River! Those who want to leave, leave now! Send an order to gather the troops to the foot of Mangshan Mountain, rely on the terrain, and line up to fight again!"

"The army is in chaos! The army is in chaos!" A group of officers grabbed Zhu Youyu tightly.

More people came to him and shouted, "The defeat is overwhelming! The morale and fighting spirit have been shattered. Even if we rely on Mangshan, the more we fight, the more we lose. People will die faster and faster! Moreover, most of the soldiers' hearts are not in Henan Prefecture. If we continue to fight, not only will there be more and more deserters and rioters, but I am afraid that the young commander will also encounter unspeakable things! Only when we return to Bianzhou, to our hometown in Liangdi, can the soldiers be completely stabilized and we can lead them well. If Emperor Li comes again, will he still be afraid that we, the men and women, will not fight for our lives?"

"Young Marshal, if you are determined not to obey us, then I am sorry, we will not listen to your orders anymore. We are still willing to advise you, but Yu Jianer, if the old dog can be killed, the young marshal can also kill him. Don't say I didn't warn you. As for Zhao Keyu and Huang Wenjing, if they want to hold the imperial seal in Henan, let them go and fight Emperor Li themselves. If they don't want to fight, just go back to Daliang with us."

At this point, there were several clangs, and a dozen impatient military officers grabbed Zhu Youyu and put their swords to his neck: "Young Marshal! Please give me a warning! If you don't listen, I will do you harm!"

Gao Jichang, Zhang Shensi and others also pulled Zhu Youyu's sleeves and tried to persuade him.

"Zhu Youlun is back after being defeated!" someone shouted.

At the foot of the hill, a large and blurry group of royal cavalrymen pushed their defeated soldiers into their sight.

"Young Marshal! Say something!"

Zhu Youyu's expression finally relaxed. He turned and slammed away the dozen knives on his neck, and stepped forward to look down the mountain in silence. Looking at the north and south wings, there were waves of killing sounds. Shi Shucong and Zhu Youlun retreated again and again, and the army was almost out of battle. Looking at the central army, Xu Huaiyu's troops had retreated to Tubei and were gathering towards him. Behind them, the Han and foreign soldiers, infantry and cavalry, the emperor and the princes' army were shouting and arranging their formations, pressing forward like a tide. Under the sky, there were fleeing soldiers, chaotic soldiers, and deserters everywhere in the rain.

He turned around decisively and sheathed his sword. "We have been fighting against Cai the bandit for a whole day and night... We couldn't hold out for more than half a day today. The soldiers have become so corrupt and disorderly, what else can we say? ... Let's go, east, south, west, north, all of us! Don't defend Luocheng anymore, let Zhu Yourang join the defenders of Jinyongcheng and kill Wei Gou at Taizichi. All the troops in Hengshui, return to the camp at Mangshan and prepare to return!"

With just one last look at Hengshui, he jumped on his horse and galloped away!

The soldiers gathered here shouted and followed.

Huang Wenjing rushed over in a hurry and shouted at Zhu Youyu at the top of his lungs, "You can't leave! If we fight for a while longer at Mangshan, we may still be able to turn defeat into victory! If we return to the camp now, it will be difficult to fight again! Now that the young marshal is gone, who will be the defense commander of Zhengzhou?
"Come back with us! Yunqing and Xu Huai have plenty of places for you."

"You can guard Zhengzhou by yourself. I only need the Xuanwu patrol."

"Go, surrender to Emperor Li, maybe he will reward you as a defense envoy."

Huang Wenjing was stunned, and his mood fell to the bottom. The shouts of the approaching enemy troops had already shaken the wilderness. Huang Wenjing rode on the donkey woodenly, and followed Zhu Youyu.

On the ninth day of the eighth month in the second year of Qianning, Li Shengren, the Grand Marshal of the Army of the World, the Commander-in-Chief of the Mainland, the Envoy of the Bian Army, the General of Tiance, the Great Sage of Wukang, and the Commander-in-Chief of the Jingnan Army, who launched the action at dawn, defeated Zhu Youyu at the Hengshui River at the beginning of the third hour and won the Battle of Luoyang.

Chasing the enemy to the north, blood is flowing everywhere.

I am so fortunate that I have not let down the emperor.

The stars, the sun and the moon, all reflect my heart.

I advise you, evil commander, that your life is over.

Unite the nine states and bring peace to the world.

"Bang!" The saint kicked down the flag that Zhu Youyu had not had time to take away, and sat down in the tent of the little thief Zhu.

The saint was naturally happy at this time. He was not able to adapt to the great victory in front of him for a while. Soon, the generals from various places sent people to report the battle situation to him.

"Wu Xiong killed Wang Jianji, the one who cleared the way."

This is the brave general of the rebel army who made Zhu Jin miserable, and he is currently the backbone of the rebel army.

"Lt. Col. Shi Wei of the Longjie Army captured one of Xiao Hao's arms."

can.

"The Zhao people killed Yin Tielin."

I fought with the saint at Shouyang Mountain and was deeply impressed. It was a good kill.

"The Yiwu Army captured Zhao Zaili, the tenth general of the Changjian Army."

"The Uighur general Qi Yanshu killed his personal commander Meng Wenyu in battle formation!"

"The foreign troops who were in the same camp as Geng Tong were captured by the head of the hall, Xu Zhu."

……

More than one hundred officers were killed, wounded or captured.

The saint listened to the news expressionlessly and asked, "How many prisoners and surrenders were taken?"

Lu Yanrang flipped through the desk, recalled the reports from the various armies, and replied, "The battlefield has just started to be cleaned up, and it will probably take until tomorrow to get a clear picture."

"Pass the order, behead every three surrendered soldiers. Cut off the big toes of all captives' hands and feet, assign them to the evil army, and put them in the bastard wing. Let Wang Yanzhang and Huangfu Lin do it."

"All officers above the 10th rank will be executed regardless of the consequences. Let Murong Zhang preside over this."

"Collect the bodies of the Bian army, dismantle their limbs, build a skull pile, and stack their heads to form a Jingguan. The Bian army treated my warriors like this when they first entered Bohe, and I must now repay them. Let the guards do it."

"Order to clean up the city. In Henan, Ru, Zheng, Shaanxi, and Guo, all families whose family members serve as soldiers for Zhu Da and Zhu Da, except for the elderly over 60 years old and children under 20 kilograms, will have their males killed and their females preserved. All families whose family members serve as clerks or officials for Zhu Da and Zhu Da, will have their males exterminated. Capture the rest and hand them over to Yelichan and Changlin Army, and exile them to Fengzhou and Hunan. Let Zhu Jin and Yanzhou Army do it."

"Send a message to Chang'an, ordering Yuzhou, Hanzhong, and Jianmen to relocate 2,000 households each. Ask Jingzhao Yin Sun Weisheng to order the officials of Jingzhao Prefecture, Chang'an, and Wannian County to handle this matter. Jing and Xiang Towns to relocate 5,000 households each. Fill Henan Prefecture."

(End of this chapter)