The Yunnan vanguard Zuo Qian, the six-character Qingbian military flag was still floating in the northwest wind. Yin Desheng's camp was placed there like a hard stone; they seemed to inspire other Yunnan vanguard troops, and the left-wing quadron group had stopped retreating and were still fighting fiercely.

"Bang bang bang..." The muskets in front flashed, and a huge noise enveloped the soldiers. The enemy's infantry in the front continued to attack, while the Han Wang army formations on the right had collapsed; the enemy's cavalry was rushing on the flanks, and the sound of bowstrings continued.

The phalanx led by Yin Desheng was seriously injured and killed, and it was half smaller than the beginning! The outside of the queue was filled with dense corpses, including those who died in the Han Wang army and a large number of officials.

The disgusting and strong smell of blood, the foul smell of feces, floats everywhere in the wind and the choking smoke.

Although the soldiers of the Yunnan Foreward Zuo Qian Corps fought bravely to fight the enemy, their flesh and blood would continue to be injured and killed under the swords, guns and firearms. The exhausted people at the front could not get a rest and die faster! In order not to break through the formation, Yin Desheng continued to mobilize his troops. Whenever the troops decreased, he would shrink the square formation a little.

However, if this continues, the entire army will soon be wiped out! This is an ending that cannot be avoided with morale and fighting spirit.

There was a wasteland in the middle of the formation, and the injured soldiers were placed on the open space, shouting and moaning everywhere, and they were terrible. Several wounded soldiers were talking about their mothers at the same time. When people could not bear the pain, they seemed to miss the warmth of their motherhood.

Yin Desheng stood in the middle of the square formation, with a long gun in his left hand and a flagpole in his right hand, and an arrow was inserted into the ground with his left leg, and his gray trouser legs were soaked with blood and turned darker in color. The soldiers around him held shields and blocked Yin Desheng's left and right.

At present, Yin Desheng had no choice. The square formation in front was being attacked by heavy enemy troops, and the left wing and even the horse hooves rumbled behind! The entire square formation would have to collapse immediately after a little movement and the entire army was wiped out. Fortunately, he deployed it as a defensive formation before the war, otherwise it would have collapsed long ago.

The soldiers from all sides let out a cry of despair from time to time, and Yin Desheng felt the breath of death approaching. Many people who had known him had died before, and faces of joy and sorrow appeared before his eyes one by one.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted loudly: "Reinforcements are here! Reinforcements are here!"

Many people looked east with Yin Desheng, and they saw countless infantry columns trotting over on a hillside to the east. The white filial cloth on people's helmets were vaguely rising and falling. They should be General Qu Neng nearby, who transferred reinforcements in time!

When the soldiers saw the reinforcements of the Han Wang Army, they shouted and their morale was boosted again! Some generals took the opportunity to inspire: "Suphold the enemy and we will live!"

On the hillside in the distance, there was a cry of familiar and moving shouting, "King of Han is our king..." The words that were already familiar to the army seemed particularly friendly at this time, and the soldiers of the remaining soldiers showed excitement on their faces.

...At the past, the two sides formed a magnificent and huge camp, confronting north and south through two or three miles; but at present, the battlefield has long changed, and chaos is becoming more and more intense between the world!

The sun in the east has not yet reached the middle of the sky. A large amount of dust has risen, and smoke has floated in the air, as if it has spread a layer of haze.

In Zhang Fu's sight, Tan Zhongjun was completely defeated.

He saw dozens of heavy artillery fired in the east side, and shells penetrated through the crowd, and rows of soldiers fell down; he also saw the rebel cavalry running in one after another, and detouring straight on the north side. The official and cavalry mobilized nearly half of the cavalry to the western front, and the remaining cavalry failed to withstand the rebel cavalry's charge and expulsion.

Not long ago, Tan Zhongjun was attacked by the Han Wang army on the east side, Sheng Yong army on the south side, and Ping'an army on the north side. The official army formation was hit by several fierce heavy artillery shots by the rebels... Tan Zhongjun resisted for less than half an hour, faster than Xue Lu army's defeat!

At this time, on the rolling hillsides to the north and west, between the fields, people looked like frightened ant colonies, and the fragile soldiers were chaotic all over the mountains.

The west end was not visible in such a huge battlefield. But Zhang Fu had already understood the situation... The rebel King Han's troops and the Ping'an troops took the lead in attacking Xue Lu's troops, and then the rebel Sheng Yong's troops attacked from the south; several large armies then besieged Tan Zhong's troops; the vanguard of the rebel Qu Neng's troops also attacked from the front.

At this time, Qu Neng's front army was about to approach the formation of 40,000 central troops and more than 80,000 Chen Mao's army.

Starting this morning, the entire formation of the Han King's rebels was in order, and they rushed back and forth like waves.

All Zhang Fu's troops will inevitably enter the battle at this time. Xue Lu and Tan Zhong's armies have been defeated and broken; the central army, Chen Mao's army is about to be besieged from three sides; Liu Sheng's army is attacking the rebel Zhao Ping's army in the southwest...

At this moment, a cavalry rushed towards the banner of the central army of the official army. The visitor turned over and dismounted, and knelt on one knee and said, "Reported to General Zhang, General Liu attacked Zhao Ping's troops in the rebels, and had defeated the frontal rebels and penetrated a part of the back! The rebels' powerful team and reinforcements from the east arrived, they could not repel General Liu's offensive; the rebels are fighting stubbornly!"

It sounded good news, but Zhang Fu was not happy at all. He waved his hand and said, "I understand."

The sergeant in front of him clasped his fists and bowed, and stood up.

Zhang Fu looked at the Han Wang army formation on the east side, gradually spreading westward; countless square formations on Sheng Yong were also gradually slanting out, approaching the central army from the southeast; most of Qu Neng's troops were almost approaching the front... Zhang Fu reached into his arms with a trembling hand and took out a roll of tide|wet|softened map.

He had already understood the situation at this time and realized more: ordering Liu Sheng's troops to attack was a mistake, but just a vain struggle!

Because even if Liu Sheng could completely defeat the west side, defeat the rebels of Zhao Ping's troops, or even defeat some of Qu Neng's troops, it still had little significance; after the official army inevitably lost the entire battlefield, Liu Sheng's army would definitely not be able to pursue and expand the results of the battle.

How effective is a local victory without much success in a battle?

At this moment, Zhang Fu was not regretful. After all, even if he did not order Liu Sheng to attack, he would be defeated. Zhang Fu had only heavy, cold and despair in his heart. He also knew why he made mistakes, perhaps subconsciously, he was just knowingly doing it!

He could not face such a huge and serious defeat, even if he had a chance to be lucky, he wanted to try it.

Unfortunately, the big things in this world are like torrents, and they will hardly be changed by one or two people. They will only slowly develop in the original direction and rush. Miracles are always too few!

The miracle that Zhang Fu was looking forward to never happened... When he looked back suddenly, he suddenly realized sadly that he seemed to have become a sad beggar!

He persisted until the last moment of the battle, but took out all his troops and now he had nothing.

Zhang Fu opened the map in his hand, but the drawings were shaking violently. His movements attracted the attention of the generals, and people looked at each other sideways.

Four hundred thousand army! It was wiped out in half a day...

The veins on Zhang Fu's forehead were swelling and almost shattered! His forehead was covered with sweat, and the cold wind in early winter could not calm him down. At this moment, how much he wanted to cry out loud! How much he wanted the whole world to understand his suffering!

However, Zhang Fu finally made no sound. He buried his head, faced the land, gritted his teeth; two clear snot emerged from his nose, and kept shaking with his trembling head in the air.

It seemed that his chest was stabbed hard, and the cold blade stirred in the five internal organs, and severe pain emanated in every pore.

Endless regret, despair, confusion, and pain rolling in his body... This is probably the feeling of complete defeat.

"Master..." A general called out carefully.

Zhang Fu raised his head, took out a white handkerchief to wipe his nose, and responded with sweaty face. His voice was a little hoarse and powerless, "Send someone to send an order immediately to order Liu Sheng to retreat while the rebels have not yet attacked him!"

A general clasped his fists and said, "The last general is ordered...Master General, where should General Liu retreat?"

Zhang Fu said: "The farther the better! The whole army will not collapse. Ask him to leave the battlefield north as soon as possible, and then retreat northeastward!"

"Get orders!"

Zhang Fu turned his head and said, "Order Chen Mao, the rear army should carefully retreat north slowly; the front army should try its best to deploy four-sided defensive formations to resist the rebels' attacks with all their might!"

Another general responded: "The last general is ordered!"

The general around him asked, "Master General, what should I do with the Central Army?"

Zhang Fu said coldly: "The central army is over! There is no need to issue any orders to let each unit resist. The war can last as long as it can. The cavalry generals will immediately be controlled by Liu Sheng, withdraw from the battlefield, and protect Liu Sheng's army from retreating."

On the wide battlefield, huge noise still permeated the world, but Zhang Fu was silent at this moment, looking dead. No military general or civil servant said another word.

Zhang Fu also sat on the horse powerlessly and motionless. He gradually calmed down from the violent emotions of collapse, leaving only confusion and despair.

He fought hard to fight the Hongxi court that he supported, and his future was worrying; his family, the prominent family power of the Duke and the nobles, had also been shattered... In just half a day, everything changed.

Zhang Fu buried his head in his eyes and felt even more troubled about how the defeated generals escaped the pursuit.

This place is located on the east bank of Fuyi River, and not far from the north is Shaoyang County. However, the defeated army of the government cannot stay in Shaoyang County, otherwise they will be surrounded; nor can they cross the north of Zishui from the nearest county. Even Baoqing Prefecture City cannot enter!
Chapter completed!