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Chapter eight hundred and sixty eight.

The commanding flag is like the soul of the army, and the army is defeated like a mountain! Since Wang Hou raised an army in Funiu Mountain, for the first time in the years, his troops under his command have tasted the taste of being slaughtered from behind!

“Wow!!!!”

In the screams of fear, the heavy infantry regiment was caught up from behind by the tiger and leopard cavalry. The horse's hoof kicked them to the ground like a millstone. Even the best forged armor in Liaodong was trampled on the chest by these hundreds of pounds of horse's hoofs with iron. The soldiers' internal organs were compressed and they could only vomit blood clots in despair.

The Central Plains tenant infantry who were crushed to death as low as ants on the battlefield also turned into the most evil ghosts of hell. Groups of monkeys threw the heavy and heavy infantry soldiers behind them to the ground, cutting the knife into their throats amid their painful and desperate roars, and then quickly searched for money and property from them greedily.

It is also a ridiculous saying that the military and military forces were carried out in all dynasties. The poor soldiers really made the soldiers poor and poor, especially in the Ming Dynasty. However, the poor and poor soldiers could not defeat the wealthy and rich, such as the Eight Banners of the Jurchens in later generations, and the current tenant farmers and soldiers in Guanxi engineering.

However, taking away the backward infantry and the property on the corpses, it still gained a glimmer of life for the elite corps under Wang Hou. A distance of five miles, about 70% of the soldiers were abandoned and their armor was exhausted and fled back to the barracks. With the order of the central army to retreat, the light cavalry and artillery, who had not experienced much war on the left and right wings, also abandoned all the supplies and retreated, and defended the central army to death.

Although some of the Eastern Army soldiers rushed into the fence, the Qin army finally reorganized and defeated them.

But even so, Wang Hou lost this battle! Outside, the entire gentry coalition captured by the 500 cannons, the Hebei gentry and the Yingchuan family, who had just been beaten to cry and cry, dared to stare at Wang Hou's camp with covetous eyes and plan for the next step.

What enveloped the Qin army camp in Guanxi was a rich sense of frustration, anger, fatigue, and most importantly, confusion!

Our lord has become greedy and afraid of death for so many years?

However, just as the group generals were unsolved and surrounded Wang Hou, who was also panting and rolling over and dismounting, Jia Xu, who had been "cultivating behind closed doors" in the tent, trying to spy on Sima Yi's strategic intentions in the intricate intelligence documents, rushed out of the military camp with great anxiety and screamed in fear.

"Prepare the horse, I want to see my lord, we are trapped..."

"Yeah, lord, you are back!!!"

…………

This is the first time he has been fighting against Wang Hou for so many years. His troops suddenly came to his command, no matter what Qingzhou army, Liao army, or Qin army called him, and defeated him like water. However, Sima Yi, who retreated with the military flag, was unable to be happy at this time. While retreating, he looked back at him and could no longer control him. He roared and surrounded the main force of the 250,000 Guandong scholars who were boiling against the sky. His old eyes became wet. While still running wildly, he was wailing with his feet and stamping his chest.

"I've misunderstood!"

"Xu Sheng..., I won't go to Sima after all!!!"

He was also shocked and puzzled by Wang Hou's command. The Left Chief of the Secretariat Wang Yi, and his close officer Sun Li, and others were chasing Sima Yi's chariot while shouting in horror behind him.

"Sikong!"

"Lord! Our army has won! Now it is time for the lord to plan and give the king a fatal blow. Why is the lord in panic when he escapes!"

"Nothing is gone!!!"

While talking in dispute, Sima Yi's chariot had already escaped from the western exit of the Yangquan Small Basin. Just as he was pulled by several subordinates in his wide sleeves, a series of roaring sounds like thousands of troops and horses suddenly sounded in the ears of several loyal ministers of the Sima family.

They looked over to Beishan in surprise, and their eyes instantly showed great fear and heartfelt pain.

It's water!

Amid the clamor, a large number of broken trees and countless mud and sand were rolled up. The black and yellow floods were as bright as beasts in the wilderness. They roared out of the gap in the northern mountain, and then hit the steep cliff in the southern mountain of the basin. Then they turned around and turned west along the basin-like terrain.

Just like the Dragon Prince was angry, the black waves that were several meters high were washed up at an extremely fast speed. Not to mention the tents of Sima Houjun, even the rammed earth walls of Guyangquan County at this time did not block the fierce water monster, allowing the black waves to rush into the city. The houses below were shattered into dust under the heavy flood waves.

From heaven to hell, the mood in an instant was perfectly described the Sima army. They were still immersed in ecstasy with heavy spoils, but then everyone screamed with trembling hearts and discarded the bloody property in their hands, and wailed and ran to the west without hesitation.

But how can people run through the flood? In the rushing black waves, even more than 200,000 soldiers are small like ants, screaming while being constantly drawn into the dark flood peak by the waves.

Situ Chen Qun, who was still in the left army, commanding the reverse cannon and preparing to bombard Wang Hou's military camp, was surrounded by soldiers who lost command in fear and completely fled in all directions. However, this old gentry who was as experienced as Wang Hou and had been in power since the Cao Cao era did not escape. He stood on an exquisite Liaodong artillery cart. Looking at the black Hong Feng's teeth and claws running towards him like a devil, he shook his head with special distress.

"Sima Gong was good at scheming in this life, but he ended up with a strange plan that turned into a fool for all ages. Hongfeng harmed others and himself!"

"Destiny!!!"

In the extremely vicissitudes of lament, the next second, a rushing flood splashed down, and his figure was rolled up.

At this time, even the camp was not needed, and all supplies were abandoned. Under the Qin army's extremely fast and efficient command mechanism, those with horses rode horses and those without horses rode horses nearby. Before the huge flood filled the entire Yangquan Basin, the remaining 170,000 to 180,000 Qin troops finally retreated to the mountain in panting.

The slowest one even flooded the horse's neck. The front army followed Wang Hou and ran away. Looking back at the military camp where he was only a few minutes ago, it was completely submerged in a flood several meters deep. On the water, the messy flags, floating tents, fences, dense corpses, and the Qin generals were all in fear.

"The lord is really the son of God!"

In the terrified silence, Jia Xu suddenly became the first to hold his fist and greet him. With his excited words, Zhao Yun, Zhang Kai, Wuqiu Jian, Zhang Yi and other military generals all woke up like a dream, and then knelt on the ground excitedly, just like worshiping the gods, and kowtowed endlessly.

"Lord, the chosen one of God!"

But just as he was thrilling, looking at the tiger and leopard cavalry that was completely disappeared under the torrent, Wang Hou still couldn't laugh, but instead sighed with a particularly bitter sigh.
Chapter completed!
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