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Chapter 213 Passive in the Battle Situation

I agree!

Without any warning, Li Yu quickly pulled out the Mo Dao hanging on the side of the war horse, and then waved it horizontally outward.

There was a crisp sound in the earlobe, and the sharpness of the Mo Dao directly cut off the neck of the big man Xiaoyang, and the head on his neck fell down.

The headless corpse sat on the war horse for a few seconds, then turned his body and fell to the side.

Li Yu pointed the Mo knife in his hand at the opposite Xiaojun camp and let out a loud roar.

Seeing this, the capital troops behind raised their arms and shouted: "Your Highness is mighty! The Great Zhou is mighty! Your Highness is mighty--"

The Xiaoyang Army on the opposite side were all full of anger. Soon, the sound of the horn sounded, followed by the sound of drumbeats like a thunderous bean.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Xiaoyang Army, which had more than 20,000, began to advance.

Li Yu turned his horse's head and returned to his own camp.

As Li Yu returned, the front row of the capital army immediately raised tower shields, and the archers and crossbowmen in the back row twisted their bows and arrows, aiming at mid-air.

Wait until the Xiaoyang army advances within a hundred steps.

Li Yu ordered an arrow to be shot.

The flag soldiers waved the flags, and the command soldiers interspered back and forth between the battalions, shouting while running: "Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows--"

As he shouted, a large area of ​​arrows rose into the air, drawing a long arc in the air, roaring at the opposite Xiaoyang Army.

Pa, pa, pa—

The arrows fell like raindrops. The Xiaoyang Army walking in front of them, from time to time, some people were caught in arrows, either to the ground, or had arrows inserted on their bodies, and continued to move forward.

With the continuous advancement of the Xiaoyang Army, the distance between the two sides is gradually shortening.

From a hundred steps to eighty steps, sixty steps, fifty steps…

On the east and west sides of the battlefield, in the woods, there was a soldier ambush.

The group on the east side is a cavalry of all colors, and the two thousand cavalry of the capital led by Meng Liao.

The branch to the west is the entire Xiaoyang army, which is Xi Zhuo and his more than 3,000 troops under him.

At this time, Xi Zhuo stood on the top of a big tree, squinted his eyes and looked at the direction of the battlefield.

It seems that the capital army has already gained some advantages, and the long-range attack of the crossbow has caused considerable casualties to Xi Yu's troops.

But Xi Zhuo knew in his heart that the current casualties were just a little bit of loss for Xi Yu's tribe.

The real battle begins when the two armies contact directly.

Ang stepped on two vines and rose to Xi Zhuo's side. He looked at the battlefield and asked, "King, do you want to join the war now?"

"etc!"

Xi Zhuo hurriedly raised his hand.

At this time, we are going to die.

Ang Wei was talking too much, his cold eyes kept staring at the battlefield.

On the other side.

Meng Liao and the two commanders also climbed up a big tree and climbed up to look out at the battlefield.

Seeing that the enemy and us were about to meet, the two commanders frowned and said, "General Meng, order an attack!"

"no!"

Meng Liao said with a serious expression.

Before leaving, Li Yu repeatedly reminded him that they had to wait until Xi Zhuo attacked before they could attack.

Only when both sides attack at the same time can effective killing and damage the enemy.

Frontal battlefield.

The soldiers of both sides finally came into contact with each other.

The Xiaoyang Army, which was rushing towards the capital army, crashed straight into the tower shield in the front row like a rhino.

For a moment, loud rumbling sounds were connected.

The soldiers of the capital army standing behind the tower shield were all two or three people, working together to withstand the impact of the Xiaoyang Army.

After squeezing the impact of Xiaoyang Army, countless spears were stabbed out from behind the tower shield.

Puff puff puff!

In an instant, the Xiaoyang army in front was stabbed.

But soon, the Xiaoyang army behind stepped on the shoulders of his companions, held scimitars one by one, jumped up, jumped over the tower shield, and fell directly into the camp of the capital army.

The two sides also started a close-knit fight.

I have to say that the Xiaoyang Army is really good at fighting.

They were as if they were crazy, waving their scimitars and slashing the surrounding Zhou soldiers regardless of their concern.

Some of the owls had several blood holes pierced by spears, but they seemed to feel no pain at all and were still fighting.

Faced with the crazy offensive of the Xiao Army like a tide, the capital army gradually could not resist, and the soldiers in front were forced to retreat one after another.

Meng Liao's troops, hiding in the woods on the east side, were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

If you can no longer bear it, you will definitely lose if you delay like this.

The two commanders intervened to Meng Liao again and said, "General, please order the attack quickly!"

Meng Liao looked at the woods on the west side of the battlefield, and Xi Zhuo's troops hiding in it, without any movement.

He swallowed, shook his head slowly, and said, "Now, it's not the time!"

The two commanders clenched their fists at the same time.

Isn't it time?

Is it time to wait until all the main forces on your side die?

Main battlefield.

Seeing that the soldiers of the front army were retreating step by step and could not resist the attack of the Xiao army, Li Yu looked solemn and ordered: "The rear army becomes the central army, and the central army will take me!"

With Li Yu's order, two thousand central troops joined the battle and jointly resisted the Owl Army with four thousand frontiers.

But even so, looking at the entire battle situation, the capital army is still very passive.

Although he was not defeated on the whole line, he was still squeezed and retreated continuously by the Xiao army.

The woods on the west side.

Xi Zhuo shook his head while looking.

Can't win!

If you continue to fight like this, you can't win at all!

The strength of the enemy and us is too great.

Even if he led three thousand tribes and suddenly came out and joined the battle, it would not be able to change the situation at all.

Xi Zhuo couldn't help but sigh in his heart and murmured: "You have to be prepared to withdraw at any time!"

Upon hearing this, Ang was shocked.

Haven’t we discussed with Li Yu and we want to join forces with him!

If you withdraw now, wouldn’t it mean that Li Yu was cheated?

As if I saw Ang’s doubts, Xi Zhuo smiled bitterly and said, “Ang, these three thousand tribes are my only capital now, and I cannot let them die in vain.”

Ang looked at Xi Zhuo for a moment, nodded, and said nothing.

As time goes by, the battle continues, and the Xiao Army becomes more and more brave. On the other hand, the Beijing Army is not only retreating step by step, but also has a low morale, which is a sign of a complete collapse.

Jinwu's forehead was covered with sweat beads. He tiptoed, looked at the east and west sides from time to time, and said with frown: "Why haven't you attacked yet? What are they waiting for? If you don't attack again, our army..."

He didn't dare to continue talking about the following words.

Li Yu, who was originally sitting on the horse stool, suddenly stood up.

Seeing this, the five hundred flying guards sitting cross-legged around them also stood up one after another.

Li Yu said: "Can't wait! Now, it's our turn to fight!"

The flying guards all intervened and said in unison: "We swear to follow Your Highness to the death!"

In the middle of the battlefield, the two sides are fighting fiercely.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of a cannon sounded.
Chapter completed!
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