Dream of the Red Chamber: Start by gaining Zhao Yun's martial prowess, and be ennobled in a sin

With the escape of Bayar, the deputy commander and heir of the Northern Yuan, the last vestige of morale of the Northern Yuan soldiers completely collapsed.

The imperial guards of the central army, who were originally planning to fight to the death for Toghtog Bukha, saw the crown prince Bayar leading the escape.

Their faces were grim, and their last shred of fighting spirit had vanished. Seeing Jia Jing charging towards them on horseback, they all fled in disarray.

They thought to themselves, "We are not afraid of that Han general, we just want to protect the prince and help him escape!"

Being able to protect the crown prince and help him escape can be considered as making amends for his sins, right?

"Run! The demon is attacking!"

"Run! The prince has already escaped!"

"Run! The commander-in-chief has been shot dead by that demon!"

"The Han army is invincible! Retreat immediately!"

Meanwhile, the Northern Yuan army facing Jia Jing was terrified and screamed in panic.

Seeing that the rear and central armies had already begun to flee, they had no will to resist and retreated hastily.

There were even instances of stampedes and infighting, all in an effort to get away from Jia Jing, the god of death, as quickly as possible!

With Crown Prince Bayar's escape, the defeat of the Northern Yuan army in this battle was completely sealed.

In military operations, often everything depends on sheer willpower.

If the commander-in-chief dies, the banner falls, and the deputy commander flees, then the army will inevitably lose all morale and collapse at the first sign of trouble.

Even the few remaining low-ranking officers of the Northern Yuan army who still had the will to resist could only show a bitter expression on their faces as they watched the completely routed Northern Yuan soldiers retreat with the chaotic army.

They knew that if they didn't retreat now, they might even be mistaken for enemies blocking their way and killed by the retreating defeated soldiers!

Once morale collapses, soldiers only know how to flee for their lives and can no longer distinguish between friend and foe!

Logically speaking, Jia Jing only killed nearly a thousand people, while the Northern Yuan army of tens of thousands suffered less than a tenth of its casualties. This suggests that Jia Jing was not incapable of fighting again.

However, warfare often hinges on morale; if morale collapses, having more men becomes meaningless.

The Northern Yuan army was ultimately not as disciplined as Qi Jiguang's army, capable of ignoring the death of their commander and sacrificing their lives for the Northern Yuan.

During the bloody battle of Hunhe, after the fall of Shenyang, the remaining troops of Qi Jiguang's army fought alone on the south bank of Hunhe.

Generals Chen Ce and Tong Zhongkui died in battle one after another, but none of the soldiers deserted. They persisted in using the Mandarin Duck Formation to fight hand-to-hand with the Eight Banners cavalry until they all died for their country.

This is because Qi Jiguang's army had strict discipline, many veteran soldiers and elite troops, long-term cooperation, and a clear deputy general and succession mechanism.

However, the Northern Yuan army commander died unexpectedly, and the deputy commander then turned and ran away. The Northern Yuan army was also terrified by Jia Jing's killings. Under such circumstances, it was clear that there was no way to turn the tide.

We should press on with our remaining strength to pursue the fleeing enemy!

After days of continuous travel and this fierce outburst, Jia Jing was feeling somewhat exhausted.

However, he did not stop his charge. Instead, as the Northern Yuan soldiers retreated, Jia Jing, alone, charged forward even faster!

Surrounded by tens of thousands of fleeing Northern Yuan troops, Jia Jing was completely fearless. He charged forward on horseback, and no one could stop him for even a moment.

His bright red cloak was already soaked in blood, and his armor was also stained red with the blood of the Northern Yuan soldiers.

Red Hare was as fast as the wind, and wherever the gleaming silver spear passed, men and horses fell, and all the Northern Yuan soldiers who blocked Jia Jing's path were sent flying.

As Bayar retreated, he saw Jia Jing heading straight for him and getting closer and closer. Panic began to creep in, and he shouted to those around him:

"Toguhan, take a hundred cavalrymen to hold off the Han general for a moment and cover my retreat. I will reward you handsomely when we return to the royal court."

Toguhan was a trusted guard that Bayar had brought from the royal court. Although he felt that he was going to die, he did not hesitate and immediately led his men to stop Jia Jing.

But before he could set off, he saw the Han general once again take out his bow and arrow and aim it at the fleeing prince Bayar.

"Your Highness, be careful!" Toguhan roared, warning Bayar.

But unfortunately, it was too late!

Suddenly, the bowstring of Jia Jing's Overlord Bow trembled violently, and a dark, iron-tipped armor-piercing arrow shot out from the bow.

In the blink of an eye, they caught up with Bayar, the crown prince of the Northern Yuan, who was desperately trying to escape on horseback.

At this moment, Crown Prince Bayar was surrounded by more than ten guards holding large cowhide shields, protecting him from all sides. It was clear that they valued the safety of this future Khan of the Northern Yuan very much!

But in the face of absolute power, all defenses are meaningless.

With a loud "bang," the iron-tipped armor-piercing arrow shattered the large leather shield in the hands of one of Bayar's guards.

And even after the shield was shattered, the arrows continued flying diagonally toward Bayar.

Bayar heard Toguhan's loud shout and the strange noise behind him, but before he could turn around to avoid it, he felt a chill on his thigh.

Not the chest?

Bayar was slightly taken aback, and a strange sense of relief welled up in his heart.

Then, Bayar looked down...

A thick, black iron arrow pierced his thigh, and the immense potential energy carried by the arrow sent his body flying into the air.

A sharp pain struck him, and he screamed as the arrow tumbled off his horse and crashed to the ground, leaving him dazed and disoriented.

He tried to get up, but found that the arrow was still stuck in his leg, the arrowhead protruding from the other side and deeply embedded in the ground, pinning him firmly to the ground.

He couldn't move an inch; any movement of his leg brought excruciating pain.

Bayar could only lie on the ground, trembling and wailing, watching helplessly as the person drew closer and closer.

The sound of Red Hare's hooves was like a death knell.

"General Han, with me, Tuoguhan, here today, you will not be allowed to harm my heir!"

Seeing Jia Jing charging towards Bayar, Toguhan roared and blocked Jia Jing's path.

Although he knew he was no match for the Han general, he still stood in front of Bayar without hesitation.

Jia Jing glanced at him indifferently, then continued straight toward Bayar with a calm and indifferent expression.

Unexpectedly, Tuogu mustered all his strength and hurled the mace in his hand at Jia Jing's head.

Jia Jing held the gun in one hand, his cloak billowing, his eyes flashing like lightning, and with his gleaming silver spear, he swept Toguhan's mace away.

The blade flashed past Toguhan's neck and severed his head!

Considering his loyalty to his master, Jia Jing did not let him die too painfully!

The other guards who tried to step forward to protect Prince Bayar were no match for Jia Jing's advance and were quickly killed by the gleaming silver spears sweeping from left and right.

The remaining Northern Yuan soldiers dared not step forward to stop him; they all spurred their horses and fled for their lives, leaving Bayar alone on the ground, facing Jia Jing's cold spear.