The right wing of the Qin army was stabilized due to Li Yuan's outstanding personal record, but on the left wing and the central army, the Qin army's formation had been shattered by the interspersed coalition forces.

After two hours of hard support, Sima Yin on the left wing was besieged on a high slope east of the river beach with more than 3,000 infantrymen. This high slope was just a dead corner of the river erosion. Sima Yin was trapped here, and the only directions to break out were the west and south. In addition, the Qin army generals turned from Quyu to Baima, and were trapped and short of horses. Seeing that there were no reinforcements, Sima Yin's Qin army would be spared.

At the central army, Yang Xiong relied on four thousand cavalry and nearly three thousand crossbow soldiers and Cao Shen and Xiahou Ying had a melee. Yang Xiong, who was injured, was in poor spirits after all, and the Qin army's formation was forced to retreat step by step, and he was almost oppressed to the flat line.

"Cough, hurry up, let the right-wing Li Duwei get closer!" The repeated tensions made Yang Xiong nervous. The wound that had just been bridged on his left arm and elbow began to burst again, and blood stained the half-body armor red.

Yang Xiong had a pretty good grasp of the situation on the entire battlefield. The Qin army had three sides on the left, center and right, that is, Li Yuan, the right wing, had the power to fight. The most dangerous Sima Yin was already unable to take care of himself. Although the central army was elite, due to the lack of effective generals, they were unable to command and were in a passive state of being beaten.

——.

The war is in desperate situation.

With the expectations of Yang Xiong and the Qin army in the middle, Li Yuan finally rushed over from the right wing. Faced with the already messy battle situation, Li Yuan couldn't help but frown.

No matter how strong an individual is, he cannot stop thousands of troops.

When Yang Xiong saw Li Yuan's figure, he was almost exhausted. He finally managed to hold on until Li Yuan arrived, so he hurriedly told him to hand over the command to Li Yuan and then fell into a coma after losing blood.

Looking at the crowd of Qin generals and generals who were at a loss, Li Yuan felt a heavy heart. Yang Xiong was relaxed and fainted. Are these more than 20,000 soldiers really going to be wiped out here?

The sky was getting darker, and it seemed that it could not bear to see the killing on the ground. Li Yuan looked up at the dark sky. The heavy dark clouds made people breathless. Is this the final battle? Unwilling to accept that Liu Bang's counterattack came even more violent than Li Yuan had imagined. This battle of tens of thousands of troops participating, which can be called a battle of the White Horse Battle in history books, was only one stroke. Sima Qian's Spring and Autumn style was too powerful. Before he could even change his destiny with his wisdom of two thousand years, the Qin army was irreversible.

No!

Li Yuan wished to die in a confused manner. Every day he came to this chaotic world, he worked hard and never thought of giving up.

Today, the same is true.

Li Yuan had made up his mind. The central army of Qin raised a big flag with the word "Li" to replace Yang Xiong's flag. He wanted to use the flag words to tell all the Qin soldiers on the battlefield that they would not give up or abandon them. He wanted to use this method to tell Liu Bang and other enemy generals on the battlefield that if they wanted to take Li Yuan's life, just do it!

"Maybe one day, we will die on the battlefield and shed blood; one day, we will lose our lives and leave our hometown forever; one day, we will be cut off our heads and die tragically. But I want to tell you, it will never be today, it will never be here, it will never be-!" Li Yuan's expression was stern, his voice was loud, with a force that penetrated people's hearts. The changes in the flag of the Qin army's central army made many Qin army soldiers gather towards the central army. When Li Yuan's words came into his ears, their blank eyes began to have a hint of spirit.

"We are descendants of Fei Liane, who travels thousands of miles and breaks his hands with tigers and leopards; we are soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, and we are invincible by the flags; we are iron-blooded warriors, with scars that prove glory!"

Fei Lian and Eilai were ministers of King Zhou of the Shang Dynasty and ancestors who were honored by all Qin soldiers. More and more generals and soldiers of Qin heard Li Yuan's passionate words, and the ambitions that had been deposited in their hearts were awakened at this moment. Before Li Yuan, no general had understood these shouts and drinks in front of the formation, and no general's words could be so exciting.

"Behind us is a surging river, and we have no way out! The rebels killed everyone in Daliang. We surrendered to death, and jumped to the river to death. We all died. Why don't we fight the traitors to the death!" Li Yuan's voice was hoarse and his expression was ferocious. On his spear, there were blood stains.

Gan Houbo, who looked like an old farmer, stared at the enemy soldiers who were pressing up against him with great force. His face was as red as red cloth, and his eyes showed a heart-pounding murderous intent.

"Fight to the death, never stop until death!"

"Don't die!"

Amid the thrilling shouts, almost all the Qin soldiers began to shout wildly. Once the despair and frustration found a breakthrough to vent, the energy that collapsed caused people to look at it.

"Fight to the death!" Zhou Xing exclaimed in pain. His right leg was pierced by an enemy spear. He simply bandaged it with his armor and continued to fight. Not far away, under the cover of a Qin soldiers in a team, Gu Yun fought against more than 30 rebel soldiers in a team battle. Although he was at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, he was not impatient or impatient, and he advanced and retreated in moderation. Peter's rules.

Perhaps it was out of the mentality of protecting the weak, Gu Yun integrated into the Qin army very quickly. Most of the big and thick Qin soldiers heard the news of Gu Yun competing with Zhou Xing, and they quickly resonated with Gu Yun, a seemingly weak but skillful companion.

——.

The Qin army flag with the character "Li" fluttered high. Not only the Qin army generals saw it, but also the coalition soldiers who entered the Qin formation also saw it clearly. However, in the back formation, Liu Bang didn't know that the Qin army commander had been replaced. Seeing that the Qin army's chaotic formation had changed differently, Liu Bang looked surprised and felt something was wrong, he asked his left and right: "What's going on? Did you kill the chief general Yang Xiong, or kill the dog thief Li Yuan?"

The Qin army, which was in desperate situation, suddenly burst out with huge power, and every general and soldier seemed to be fighting for life, which almost made the coalition soldiers think that they had encountered the iron-blooded army sweeping across the six kingdoms.

Xiao He was also a little frightened. The battlefield was not his goodness. After calming down a little, Xiao He instructed a quick horse to quickly report the situation. After receiving the urgent report from the front, Xiao He hurriedly stepped forward and reported: "Pei Gong, the Qin thief seems to have changed the commander. Judging from the banner, he is the surname Li, so this battle is not easy to fight?"

Liu Bang stroked his white beard, his face changed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes: "It's getting more and more interesting. Li Yuan, this thief is amazing, I underestimated him." When the army was in desperate situation, he used his strength to inspire the soldiers who lack fighting spirit and asked them to pick up weapons again. Liu Bang asked himself that he could not guarantee that he could do it.

Well, only such an opponent can live up to my reputation as Liu Bang. The battle of Baimadu was the first turning point in our army's western expedition.
Chapter completed!