The night is vast and distant.
Under the vast night sky, a huge crowd of hundreds of thousands of people was crumbling and shattering. In the large and small, spotted flames, the disorderly conflict among the crowd was fierce and massive.
The death of Youming was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely destroying the last bit of fighting spirit of the Turkic army! Even the most determined veterans began to feel at a loss, gradually lost in the cold and dark night.
Afterwards, unprecedented chaos was spreading in the Turkic main camp, people and horses were running in chaos, and flames were setting the tents on fire.
While still making their dying struggle, the front ranks of the Golden Wolf Army, which was known as the best in the Turkic Empire, had already collapsed due to the fierce offensive of their opponents, and the rear ranks began to retreat involuntarily. The avalanche-like rout occurred while people were still confused.
On the contrary, after receiving the rocket signal sent by Zhou Yi, one army after another with high morale rushed out of Linhuang City and threw themselves into the Turkic formation at the risk of their lives. Those Khitans who were bloodthirsty wanted to take a big bite out of the Turks who had once bullied them even at the cost of their lives.
When the wall falls, everyone pushes it; when the drum breaks, everyone beats it!
Crossbow arrows flew in the chaotic firelight. Screaming, running, the atmosphere of oppression and fear tightly gripped everything, like an indelible haze that deeply enveloped the hearts of every Turkic soldier.
The pressure coming from the darkness, the pressure coming from the internal chaos, for a whole night, the huge army composed of hundreds of thousands of people still failed to stop the enemy's 200 cavalry, and was even killed and the flag was seized by the opponent in the end. The pressure brought by the huge defeat was exploding.
Zhou Yi's attack actually had no rules, but in this situation, there was really no need for any tactical arrangements! The bloodstained soldiers with ferocious and crazy eyes burst out with huge lethality, which was enough to lay the foundation for everything!
Zhou Yi could clearly feel it from those panicked eyes.
The Turks are finished!
In the darkness of night, the military camp that had gathered countless people gradually dissipated. After a period of panic-stricken escape, the remaining soldiers began to run in several directions around them.
From order to disorder. From compression to expansion, the people were scattered first in pieces, then gradually became groups, and finally scattered into dots, and the dots of fire began to become sparse.
The tragic smell of blood began to float in the night wind, and then the howling of wolves was heard in the wilderness.
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The sky gradually brightened. There was an army of more than 10,000 people lined up. The chaotic battle last night had come to an end. Corpses were spread out nearby, filling the field of vision.
The young man in white clothes holding a sword quietly walked to the front of the team. In the sky behind him, the clouds burned like flames, spreading across the vast sky. The blood-stained flag fluttered in the wind, as if telling everything that happened on this vast grassland last night.
At this moment, the legendary victory of last night was still stirring everyone's heart, and everyone's face was filled with a smile from the bottom of their heart. However, the subsequent overwhelming pressure was already in front of them, and there were countless battles waiting for them in the back.
But the most important thing at this moment is that they finally got the most precious breathing time!
Zhou Yi's eyes slowly swept across the army. Compared with the 600,000 Turkic troops that came from the underworld yesterday, with their overwhelming flags and endless heads, the army in front of him was pitifully small.
But at this moment, having experienced the baptism of blood and fire yesterday, their formation seemed to have a spirit of war rising into the sky, stirring the clouds.
These are the real seeds! With them, the deadly chess game outside the Great Wall has the possibility of changing fate!
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The next morning, a battle report from the front line of Linhuang Prefecture was delivered to the desk of Fengyan City after an express journey of 800 miles.
On the night of the 17th, 600,000 Turkic troops from the west arrived at Linhuang Prefecture. On the morning of the 18th, they launched a fierce attack on the east and west sides of the city. After fighting for more than ten hours, they failed to capture Linhuang Prefecture. After the army withdrew at night, they were attacked by the enemy at night.
The enemy was extremely brave and invincible. Qian Jiu Bu Zui led his troops to charge directly into the general's tent and slew the underworld. The 600,000-man army collapsed like a broken dam...
The always fiery-tempered Prairie Martial Lord unexpectedly calmed down. He casually placed the battle report on his desk without saying a word! His eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, making it difficult to guess.
On the second day, an unprecedentedly brutal offensive began in the Burerhan Mountains!
The expeditionary force that entered the mountains began an almost flat-push approach. They dug roads, cut down trees on each mountain one by one, and in a situation where they were outnumbered ten to one, they strictly held together and advanced slowly.
During this advance, the offensive displayed by the Turkic army was unprecedented and even horrifying. In the mountains near Burerhan, facing the unfavorable terrain, the Turkic army seemed to completely disregard human lives and launched a charge at all costs. The cliffs and steep mountains were almost flattened with human lives, and the land was plundered at a high speed, every inch of land was plundered with blood!
After receiving the tragic battle report from the Western Route Army, the main Turkic forces in the Burhan Mountains showed the momentum of a desperate army! Temujin and the Qiyan tribe were forced into a desperate situation!
The blood flowed like a river and the corpses piled up on the mountains!
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"Brother Xiaoyi, let's go! Let's go!"
In the early morning, just as the clock hands passed eight o'clock, Suzuki Chinatsu jumped into Zhou Yi's room and dragged Zhou Yi, who was still sleepy, out of bed.
Last time, Zhou Yi promised to accompany her to visit H City, but he kept putting it off. Today is finally the weekend, and Qianxia is definitely not going to let Zhou Yi go this time.
Zhou Yi thought about it, and realized that he had spent all his energy on the battle in Linhuang Prefecture these days. His tense nerves relaxed all of a sudden, and he felt a little tired. In addition, he hadn't seen the sun for a few days, so he felt a little itchy when he thought about it, so he quickly went to the toilet to clean himself up.
He tidied up his fluffy hair, shaved his beard, changed into a simple T-shirt, and went out with Suzuki Chinatsu in a refreshed manner.
For boys, accompanying girls shopping is not an easy job, especially for Chinatsu, a young lady from a prominent family. She jumped around and pointed at those luxury brands that left Zhou Yi dumbfounded, which made the poor boy Zhou Yi feel even more pressured.
Somewhat uncomfortable with the looks from the noble-dressed people around him, Zhou Yi took advantage of Qianxia's inattention to gently wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead and muttered.
"Ahem...why do I feel like I'm being kept..." (To be continued)