Northern Prefecture Rivers and Mountains

Chapter 165 The Power of Heaven
The surroundings became extremely depressing, making people breathe more heavily. There were a few flashes of lightning and rumbling thunder in the dark clouds. With every step the soldiers took forward, their murderous aura increased.

In the ten years since the Battle of Feishui, the Northern Army has become extremely powerful.

After the Di Qin Dynasty collapsed, the situation in the world reversed, forming a pattern of weak north and strong south.

The state of a country is the people's heart.

The soldiers in the front line of the Yan army were obviously panicked, and their feet could not help but move slowly backwards.

"Those who retreat will be killed!"

The Xianbei cavalry issued threats and barely maintained their position.

Liu Daogui led fifty armored soldiers to the front at a rapid pace. Behind him, the "Liu" flag stood tall in the wind and rain. The soldiers around him took a deep breath and shouted in unison: "Kill!"

It was like a thunderclap between the two armies.

Coincidentally, at this moment, a flash of lightning appeared in the sky, almost tearing the dark sky apart, and then there was a loud bang, and the earth began to tremble.

Oh, oh...

The Xianbei cavalry's horses were the first to neigh in fear and run around in panic.

"kill--"

The soldiers rushed forward with roars.

The might of heaven boosted the morale of the army. The Yan army could no longer hold on. With a bang, they threw away their spears and turned to run.

"Behead those who retreat!"

The Xianbei cavalry were still shouting, but it was no use. The entire front line collapsed. The Dingling and Jin people fled in panic, breaking up the elite Xianbei formation.

These people originally surrendered to the State of Yan in order to survive, but now they turned around and fled in order to survive.

A defeated army has no loyalty at all.

However, the group of Xianbei soldiers held their ground and refused to retreat.

With their presence, some people gathered together and tried to continue the resistance.

The white mist gradually turned into light red, like blooming flowers, gorgeous and enchanting.

The soldiers hacked and killed the fleeing soldiers crazily, even those kneeling in the mud were not spared.

The yellow-brown mud was also dyed red, mixed with broken limbs and various internal organs.

Anger made the soldiers lose their minds, but it could also improve their fighting power. Some of them had their weapons broken, so they rushed forward to bite with their teeth and hit with their helmets.

Screams filled the mountains and plains.

The battlefield has turned into a one-sided massacre, and every soldier is venting his anger and hatred.

Any enemy that stood in their way was torn to pieces.

Liu Zun and Wang Zhongde, with their armored soldiers on the left and right, went deep into the enemy army and killed them indiscriminately.

The Xianbei soldiers who originally wanted to resist were defeated by the two men. Their formation could not be established at all. Thirty or forty people fell down, and they finally collapsed.

Their collapse also meant the end of the war.

"Hold on! Hold on! General Ping will be here in just half an hour!"

Murong Long's cry was particularly shrill.

But at this time, no one cared what he said and they were just trying to save their own lives.

Seeing Liu Zun and Wang Zhongde rushing towards him, the guards behind him pulled him away.

The "Yan" character flag also fell down at this moment.

Some of the Yan army still resisting were visibly stunned for a moment, but then turned around and left, "We've been defeated..."

"Failed..."

There was no one left to resist on the battlefield, and everyone fled in all directions.

Liu Daogui thought that Murong Long was no match for him, but he didn't expect him to be so vulnerable.

The military situation is ever-changing, just as water has no constant shape. Until now, Murong Long has not made any tactical mistakes.

But after meeting Liu Daogui, the troops under his command were already very different from the traditional Jin army. Almost every soldier knew why they were fighting. Their hatred for the Hu people and their worship of the glory of their ancestors made each of them transform into tigers and wolves, fearless of life and death...

The plum rain weather caused the Xianbei people to lose their cavalry advantage. When people's morale was unstable, they should not have forced their way to catch up in the rain.

The outcome of the battle south of Onozawa was already decided.

"Drive out the barbarians and recover our land!"

The battlefield was filled with the roars of soldiers, like a volcanic eruption.

Whether they were Dingling people, Jin people, or the elite soldiers of our ancestors, their courage was taken away. Without courage, they also lost their backbone and turned around to flee with the defeated army.

The Northern Army caught up with one of them and chopped him down.

The autumn wind is as cruel as sweeping away fallen leaves.

Liu Zun roared, "To the northeast, don't let any of the Xianbei cavalry and armored soldiers go!"

At this time, the Xianbei people's war horses and armor became a burden. They moved forward in the mud, one step deep and one step shallow. They were already exhausted, and now they were running for their lives, their speed was even slower.

They could only throw their weapons and armor on the ground, abandoning their horses and blocking the road.

The soldiers were not interested in weapons and armor, but they were reluctant to give up their war horses, so they scrambled for them. The person in the front was left alone, and when he saw people behind him grabbing the horses, he turned back.

As a result of this scramble, their speed slowed down significantly, and they actually widened the gap between themselves and the Yan army.

Liu Daogui said, "Anyone who fights for the warhorse will be killed!"

These war horses were all tired and injured. If they were seized, they would only become a burden and slow down the pursuit.

The platoon leaders and fire captains reacted quickly and used the backs of their swords to severely whip the soldiers who were trying to grab the war horses. "There is an order from the army: anyone who fights for the war horses will be executed!"

The soldiers trembled all over, reluctantly let go of the reins, and continued to chase forward.

But due to this delay, Murong Long and the Xianbei elite had already gone far away, and their figures were vaguely visible in the mist.

Liu Daogui secretly resented that this trick of the Murong family was always effective. In the Battle of Linzhang, Liu Laozhong had figured out this trick, and the 20,000 Northern Army troops were defeated without a single piece of armor.

"Join the army, they want to join forces with Ping You's troops!" Wang Yuande reminded.

Liu Daogui suddenly woke up.

The soldiers' morale dropped a lot due to the fight for the horses, and they no longer had the fearless spirit they had at the beginning.

However, if Murong Long and Ping You meet up and turn around to attack, the situation will not be optimistic.

"Kill!" Liu Daogui, holding a short axe, and his troops chased after the fleeing Yan army.

They were already a tired army and could not escape far.

Liu Daogui moved, and the soldiers rushed forward.

Many Xianbei people were killed along the way, but there was no sign of Murong Long. His dark red armor and tall stature were most conspicuous. If he was still there, he would definitely be discovered.

Just as the Xianbei were about to escape, a cavalry force suddenly rushed out from the north.

Amidst shouts, they charged into the enemy group, splashing up clouds of blood mist.

Liu Daogui was stunned. The only person who could have arrived at this time was his brother Liu Yu. He just didn't know why he came from the north. After thinking for a while, he was overjoyed. He must have captured Lucheng.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been seen for such a long time.

Liu Daogui tied down so many Yan troops at Zhushui and Sishui. If Liu Yu remained indifferent, it would be totally inconsistent with his character.

The Yan army was severely damaged and Lu city was captured. All the plans before the war were accomplished.

I just don't know what happened to Liu Heibi, Meng Ganzhi, and Gou Zhong...

"It's Sima Liu! It's Sima Liu who comes to help!"

Some people in front had already recognized the origin of the cavalry, cheered, and rushed forward with weapons to surround and kill the remaining troops.

(End of this chapter)