The Prodigal Son

That night, Huang Dengxing led his troops to withdraw from Yiling.

Huang Dengxing refused to use a bluff to lure the enemy, nor did he want to escape quietly. Instead, he ordered the entire army to withdraw in a grand manner, and ordered his personal guards to burn all the grain, fodder and weapons stored in the city.

Fang Junji had long ago sent people to closely monitor the movements of Huang Dengxing's troops. As soon as Huang Dengxing and his men began to retreat, Fang Junji received the news.

This time, Fang Junji did not hesitate and immediately ordered all units to launch a pursuit according to plan.

These days, their skirmishes with Huang Dengxing's troops have been minor, and many generals in the army who are eager to make a name for themselves probably think that he is afraid of fighting!

This time, we must seize this opportunity!

He didn't expect to annihilate Huang Dengxing's entire force.

But at least we must leave the enemy with several thousand corpses!

Qin Yu has already turned the enemy's rear area upside down. If they still allow Huang Dengxing to lead his troops to withdraw safely, it would be an enormous disgrace!

"Fang Shuai, look!"

Just as Fang Junji led his entire army toward Yiling, fires suddenly broke out in the city.

The fire quickly spread.

Within a very short time, thick smoke billowed and flames filled the city of Yiling.

With the help of the night wind, the fire quickly spiraled out of control.

The orange-red flames licked the night sky, dyeing half of the horizon crimson.

The area around Yiling was illuminated by the firelight.

Burning grain and fodder?

A cold glint flashed in Fang Junji's eyes.

Going through a yellow light is truly brilliant!

But he overlooked one problem!

If he hadn't burned the grain supplies, they would have had to send thousands or even tens of thousands of people into Yiling to protect the grain supplies and maintain order in Yiling.

But now that Huang Dengxing has burned even his grain supplies, they need to be more careful!

Upon realizing this, Fang Junji immediately roared, "Pass down the order! Chase after them and entangle them! We must not let them retreat safely!"

Under Fang Junji's orders, the Ning army, which had been unable to contain itself any longer, quickly pressed forward.

Before long, Fang Junji received news from the front that Huang Dengxing was personally leading a large force of cavalry to cover the rear of the Min army. Huang Dengxing's cavalry had already formed a battle formation, seemingly waiting for them to charge into the enemy lines.

"Ha, it seems Huang Dengxing is unwilling to give up!"

Xue Lie chuckled and volunteered, "Commander Fang, then I will lead my cavalry to charge into the enemy lines!"

"good!"

Fang Junji nodded, then turned to Zhao Po: "Brother Zhao, would you please go with Xue Lie?"

Huang Dengxing was, after all, a master.

We should still give this master the respect he deserves.

"Um."

Zhao Po nodded slightly, glancing at Dong Liu out of the corner of his eye, and said through gritted teeth, "I'm filled with murderous intent, so I'll just find someone to test my skills on!"

Dong Liu naturally understood Zhao Po's implied meaning and said calmly, "Although I'm not particularly bloodthirsty, I wouldn't mind performing a ritual to help a few Min soldiers pass on to the afterlife!"

Fang Junji's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Dong Liu with a wry smile: "Supervisor, this... isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

He's the military supervisor!

He wasn't sent to charge into battle!

"There's nothing wrong with it!"

Dong Liu remained calm. "Stop dawdling, or the enemy will have already escaped!"

Before Fang Junji could speak, Dong Liu quickly spurred his horse and rode away.

Xue Lie's gaze swept over Zhao Po and Dong Liu, a sense of helplessness washing over him.

Before long, Xue Lie led his only four thousand cavalrymen to approach Huang Dengxing's troops, who were waiting in full battle array.

Xue Lie played a trick; he only led three thousand cavalry forward, while placing five hundred cavalry on each side behind them.

On the one hand, they had to guard against the enemy attacking their left and right flanks from the shadows and cutting them off in half.

If necessary, these thousand men can attack from the left and right, making the enemy think they have a large number of cavalry, thus putting pressure on the enemy.

The two armies were only a few hundred paces apart, facing each other from a distance.

Although Xue Lie's cavalry was smaller than Huang Dengxing's, their morale was in no way inferior.

Huang Dengxing stood at the front of the formation, holding a ghost-headed saber that gleamed coldly in the firelight.

Xue Lie reined in his horse, raised his hand to signal the army to halt, and looked coldly at Huang Dengxing: "General Huang, your defeat is inevitable, why fight like a cornered beast? If you are willing to surrender, my Great Ning will certainly not treat you unfairly!"

Huang Dengxing sneered, spurred his horse forward a few steps, and shouted sharply, "Fang Junji, stop your arrogant talk! If it weren't for Qin Yu, when would it be your turn, a piece of trash, to show off in front of me?"

"..."

Xue Lie's face stiffened slightly, then he laughed loudly, "Oil Lamp, you've mistaken me for someone else! I'm not Commander Fang! Don't come after me when the fighting starts!"

Upon hearing Xue Lie's words, the cavalrymen behind him burst into laughter.

Huang Dengxing was also taken aback by the blunder he had made.

Not Fang Junji?

Once he came to his senses, Huang Dengxing burst into wild laughter: "Haha! Fang Junji is indeed a piece of trash! I've already led my troops in retreat, and he still doesn't dare to fight personally! What, is Fang Junji so afraid of death?"

"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

Xue Lie retorted without hesitation, raising his voice again and shouting sharply, "Oil lamp, are you really not going to lower it?"

"With your small force, you think you can make me surrender?"

Huang Dengxing slowly raised the ghost-head saber in his hand. "Those who aren't afraid to die, come on! If you don't dare to charge, then crawl back and I'll spare your lives!"

Negotiations failed!

Since Huang Dengxing insists on not lowering the light, there's nothing more to say!

Xue Lie's smile vanished, and he abruptly swung his spear, the tip pointing directly at Huang Dengxing: "Kill!"

"kill!"

Three thousand cavalrymen roared in unison and charged fiercely towards an enemy force twice their size.

Zhao Po stared intently at Huang Dengxing and charged straight towards him.

"Release the arrows!"

Huang Dengxing waved his hand, and a rain of arrows immediately swept towards the charging Da Ning cavalry.

In an instant, dozens of Ning army cavalrymen were hit by arrows and fell from their horses, their warhorses neighing and collapsing to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

However, Xue Lie and his men's offensive remained completely unaffected.

Huang Dengxing's troops only had time to fire a volley of arrows before the two sides' cavalry clashed.

Prior to this, Zhao Po and Huang Dengxing had already engaged in a fierce battle.

Swish swish...

boom!

The two men's internal energy clashed repeatedly, producing a series of explosions.

The scattered true energy created a vacuum around them, causing the cavalry to bypass the two.

Even so, some people were still accidentally caught in the aftermath of their battle.

boom!

After another clash of surging true energy, Huang Dengxing's body was shaken and he staggered backward, while Zhao Po was also forced back two steps before regaining his footing.

Although both are Grandmasters, Zhao Po was a Grandmaster more than ten years ago, while he only became a Grandmaster five years ago, so there is still a gap in their strength.

But it's not that big!

At least, Zhao Po is much easier to deal with than Ning Huang!

"Again!"

Huang Dengxing was filled with murderous intent as he once again swung his ghost-headed saber at Zhao Po.

During the fierce battle between the two, the soldiers of both sides clashed together.

Although Min Jun had a numerical advantage, their morale and individual combat strength were slightly inferior.

Facing the onslaught of the Da Ning cavalry, the Min Kingdom cavalry were not having an easy time either.

"kill!"

"Charge! Charge!"

Just as the two cavalry forces were fiercely locked in combat, Xue Lie's thousand riders, hidden in the rear, roared and charged out from the left and right flanks.

Hearing the battle cries coming from both flanks, panic instantly spread among the Min Kingdom cavalry...