The cavalry near the northern city gate of the Yuan army heard the drums and started to charge in an instant. The grassland warriors were as powerful as rainbows.

The cavalry of Xingguo Army all glared at each other and gritted their teeth, but they were not afraid at all.

They fought with the Yuan army in Guangxi until now, both sides were already very jealous. They were not easy to fight before, but now they charge head-on, but they all want to drink more enemy blood on their weapons.

Liu Zijun, Du Hu and others all broke out of the city, and there was no way to stay in the city, and they were in a decisive way.

But in a few minutes, the chariots of both sides were already in a confrontation.

When thousands of Xingguo cavalry and Yuan army collided, blood splattered and people were on their backs and horses were overturned. In just an instant, many soldiers on both sides suffered losses.

Where the front line extends, the two armies have their own advances and retreats. The soldiers in the rear cannot squeeze up at all. The soldiers in the front fought bloodily. Even the cavalry of the two armies who had been fighting outside the east gate for more than ten minutes still failed to break through the other party's formation.

The battle between tens of thousands of people is not easy to determine the outcome.

However, the Yuan army's rear formation was bombarded one after another and the war horses were frightened, which was quite chaotic. Depending on the situation, it would take a long time before the Song army's cavalry broke through the formation and would be defeated.

Su Quandang looked coldly and never ordered the infantry to charge.

Now, it's not yet time.

It's messy.

The north gate and northeast corner of Pingnan County were completely in chaos.

This is the war in ancient times.

Both sides are constantly filling in with their lives.

In the Yuan army commander's tent, Jesul heard that the cavalry on the left was defeated, and he felt incredible. Then he heard that the Song army had a strange but extremely powerful weapon that was extremely far away. He was slightly shocked and said to himself: "The Song army has only more than 40,000 people. How dare I rush into my camp with nearly 70,000 soldiers? Could it be that I want to use that ghost thing to bomb my camp?"

"no!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility. Because according to common sense, the Song army should not take the initiative to rush to the death with fewer enemies.

So what if the two armies echo?

Jesul did not think that the Song army could have the confidence to attack the camp by echoing each other, because he had nearly 70,000 warriors after all, and he was ready to fight.

"Send orders and beat drums, let the soldiers of the three armies move together to defeat the two armies of the Song Dynasty."

Thinking of this, Jesul resolutely ordered the personal soldiers in the tent.

The gentle dancers were still dancing, singing and singing. However, they had a sad look in their eyes.

The businesswomen did not know the hatred of the country's destruction, and they still sang the back garden flowers across the river. But they were all just singers and dancers who were looted by the Yuan army. They were powerless to tie a chicken. What could they do except let the Yuan army mercy?

Soon, the laywoman's flag was shaking on the two miles of the Yuan army's commander's camp, and the strong-muscular drummer on the drumstick beat the drum even more like thunder.

The Yuan army infantry shouted and walked towards the front and forward together.

When Su Quandang saw this scene, he still remained silent, but he felt extremely nervous.

What he wanted was the Yuan army infantry to go out of the camp, because only if they went out of the camp could the Feilong Army led by Zhao Dongting have the opportunity to sneak attack the Yuan army commander camp.

Although there are soldiers from the Southern Song Dynasty constantly losing every minute and every second, there is no way to do so. This is the price that must be paid to attract the Yuan army from the camp. If other methods are used, the price may only be greater.

Su Quandang knew it well. Even if he lost 5,000 soldiers, it would be cost-effective to completely lure the Yuan army out.

However, Donghe was a little anxious. The beggar army he led was all infantry. At this time, he watched the guards and the imperial guards in front of the palace fighting there, and people were constantly losing money, but he could only watch.

Those are all elites from the court!

But what can he do if Su Quandang, the commander of the imperial guards in front of the palace, didn't even give orders?

One by one, the shells fell into the rear formation of the Yuan cavalry.

Finally, the Yuan army on this side began to be defeated behind.

Yue Peng was killed in front of the army with blood. Seeing the Yuan army gradually retreating, he shouted loudly: "The soldiers continue to charge!"

Before he finished speaking, he was chasing the Yuan cavalry in front. The guards carrying the guards' flag beside him hurriedly followed him. The guards' cavalry followed the flag and rushed forward.

The defeated Yuan cavalry could not stop the rushing force and retreated continuously until they met the infantry that rushed up from behind.

Suddenly a general in the Yuan army shouted: "Shoot the arrow!"

The arrows fell like rain and fell into the Southern Song cavalry formation, and countless strokes fell to the ground. Then, there was no chance to get up again.

"Beat the drum!"

At this time, Su Quandang finally ordered the infantry to charge.

The cannon sound stopped.

Thousands of infantry and soldiers from the Southern Song army formed a formation, with a hundred people as a group and ten people as a team. Five people formed a small formation to cooperate with each other and covered the Yuan army.

The battle between more than 100,000 people looked everywhere, and it looked like groups of ants. However, these ants were arranged in formation.

The soldiers behind both sides could not even see the shadow of the enemy, and could only see dust flying and flags fluttering.

The battlefield continued to spread to the side.

This is bound to be a big battle.

On the hills several miles away from the rear of the Yuan army.

Zhao Dongting hid behind the big stone, only exposing half of his head, and used a telescope to observe the Yuan army camp. Zhao Da and Zhao Hu also held the telescope in his hands.

"Why is this Jay so cunning? The real handsome tent is so far from the drum platform."

Just before the drum sounded, Zhao Dongting noticed that the messenger ran to the drum platform from the camp in the distance. In other words, the seemingly majestic tent next to the drum platform was just a cover, and the real command center of the Yuan army was not there at all.

Zhao Dongting naturally did not expect that Jesul thought they would attack the rear army, but this was specially used to deal with them.

Although the Southern Song army soldiers are now rushing to the left, he doesn't think there will be someone going straight to Huanglong, but he doesn't have time to move back to the coach camp. In fact, Jesul doesn't even feel the need to move back. As long as he is still there, there is no difference between commanding in any tent.

The battle has begun, and the handsome tent is just a decoration.

Soon, Zhao Dongting watched Najsul's personal soldiers run back to the camp where Jajsul stayed, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate rapidly.

This was the first time he really wanted to lead his army to fight. He no longer hid in the distance and watched like Qiongzhou, and was naturally nervous.

This is going to kill people.

He turned his head and asked Zhao Da who was not far away, "Zhao Da, can you identify the Yuan army commander camp?"

Zhao Da nodded, "Your Majesty, that's a fake account. The real Yuan army commander camp should be where the soldiers who were just in charge of the orders went."

Seeing that he also saw it, Zhao Dongting nodded in praise and said, "Remember the location of the camp. When Senior Le and I led our army to rush to the camp, you and Zhao Hu each led one hundred soldiers to the left and right sides of the camp, bombarded the Yuan army camp with dragon cannons, and attracted the remaining soldiers in the camp out!"

Zhao Da received the order, "Yes."

Zhao Dongting was just a little far away and ordered: "Remember, be sure to burn all the shells you brought over. If the Yuan army pursues you, you will retreat and return to the army. If you can take the dragon cannon, you will not have to lose your life because of this."

Zhao Da scratched his head, "Master, why don't you just wait here? It's too dangerous to rush to the camp..."

Zhao Dongting said: "It's okay, I will definitely be safe if I have fun and have seniors on my side."

Le Wuchen also whispered: "Emperor, since I have explored the location of the Yuan army commander camp in Qing Dynasty, I can go alone."

Zhao Dongting shook his head, "I know that seniors are very skilled in martial arts, but there may not be no strong people beside Jessul!"

As he said that, he looked at the sky and said, "It's settled, Zhao Da, Zhao Hu, you two will lead the troops!"

Zhao Da and Zhao Hu were also helpless, so they could only take one hundred soldiers and five grenade launchers to the left and right sides of the Yuan camp.

Zhao Dongting and his remaining soldiers were still lurking on the hills.

The war horse was not far away, and he didn't know the cruelty of the war at all. He took advantage of this opportunity to eat grass and occasionally sniff.

After about a few dozen minutes, the sky gradually became darker.

Another light rain fell from the dense gaps of leaves and dripped into Zhao Dongting's neck, making him feel clever and clever.

Outside Pingnan County, soldiers on both sides were still bleeding, and the scene was even more chaotic than before.

At this time, no one can withdraw his troops, because retreat will inevitably be entangled, and then they will only be defeated.

Zhao Dongting narrowed his eyes slightly, put the telescope back into his arms, suddenly stretched out his hand, raised his fingers, and then bent forward.

This is the gesture of the Feilong Army, which means to set off.

All the flying dragon soldiers led the war horses and followed Zhao Dongting to touch the Yuan army camp.

Not long after, they were only two miles away from the Yuan army camp.

Not far ahead, there was already an arrow tower of the Yuan army.

Originally, there were Yuan soldiers setting up bonfires along the line more than ten meters outside the arrow tower. Suddenly it rained, which made them scold a few times and hurried back to the camp.

This is because even God is helping Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting showed his head slightly, looked at the Yuan army's arrow tower, and then bent his fingers, "Go on the horse and prepare to attack the camp!"
Chapter completed!