A Harenza doesn't know what's wrong, it's normal.
As a wise man in northern Xinjiang and a veteran with rich combat experience, can Wu Liba know
After two hours of molesting and the failure of the sneak attack last night, the morale of the northern frontier was at the bottom.
At this time, he suddenly ordered his soldiers to retreat a few miles to make room for Liu Xi's army. Can they still maintain their original formation
If the formation of the army is chaotic, it will be impossible to organize an effective attack and defense, and the enemy army will be able to land first and launch a strong attack.
In this way, even if the opponent only has 30,000 vanguard battalions, they can still win more with less.
On behalf of Wang, he planned to attack Jiang Pengji, and planned to attack Jiang Pengji while the other party landed.
It's clear that there is a fraud inside!
Wu Liba was dazed for a while, took a slow breath, and forced to send someone to remind the king.
Although this king was disrespectful to him, Wu Liba could not ignore the overall situation of Northern Xinjiang because of the personal grudges of the ruler and his ministers.
The soldiers serving Wu Liba gritted their teeth and could only follow orders.
They could see that Wu Liba kindly reminded that other kings might not be willing to appreciate it.
Not only do you not appreciate it, but it will even be doubly humiliated.
Before the soldiers could pass the word of mouth, the situation on the battlefield had undergone earth-shaking changes, and it was too late to pass the word of mouth.
As Wulipa had expected, there were a large number of people in the northern border. Except for the 90,000 elites, the other 80,000 were all temporarily recruited militiamen. The elites can also stabilize their minds and keep their formations barely chaotic. These militiamen who have not undergone much training are different.
When the order to retreat was issued, the militias were the first to scramble and lose control.
Crowded, footsteps, the battle quickly became chaotic.
Seeing this, the generals in Northern Xinjiang hurriedly came forward to command, hoping to control the increasingly chaotic situation.
At this time, the soldiers who were dangling on the water seized the opportunity to cross the river bank, crossed the water by force, and launched a storm against the chaotic army.
Seeing this situation, the King of Northern Xinjiang widened his eyes in shock, sitting in the chariot and shouting, "Quickly meet the enemy—"
The militia became more and more panicked when they discovered that the enemy had forced the crossing of the water, and the situation became even more uncontrollable.
To make matters worse, there was also a thrilling killing cry from the rear of the army—
The king's face was ashen, as if he couldn't believe everything in front of him.
Liu Xi's army of 30,000 was under his nose. Where could he get the extra troops to attack his rear
"The picture came just in time—"
Li Yun exclaimed and laughed heartily.
Fu Wang arrived with the main force, and quietly touched the rear of the northern border, catching the opponent by surprise.
Fengzhen sent people to play Beijiang, not only to demoralize the other party, but also to attract Beijiang's attention.
With his way, return his body.
Wu Liba tried to attack the camp at night with a strategy of attacking the east and the west. How did he expect that they would return it the next day
"It's better to come early than coincidence - if you can win a big victory, you must reward the entire army!"
When Jiang Pengji said these words, the local tyrants were full of energy.
Feng Zhen said, "Master, you have to keep your word, you can really wait."
Although he is not Xu Ke, he also knows that his lord is a rich local tyrant.
If you don't beat a wave of local tyrants, wouldn't you be sorry for yourself
The army of Jiang Pengji who landed on the shore made a strong attack on the army in the northern Xinjiang, and launched a violent attack, which made everyone's brains stunned.
The Northern Xinjiang soldiers were not vegetarians, and they quickly organized an effective counterattack. They fought Jiang Pengji's pioneer battalion elites on the river bank. However, this advantage was quickly overshadowed by the losses in the rear of the northern Xinjiang—
Fu Wang took the main force of the Chinese army and attacked the rear of the northern camp, like a sharp blade stabbed in, cutting the flesh open.
Northern Xinjiang can't take care of each other, and they are in chaos.
The lieutenant who succeeded Wu Liba rode forward and tried to stabilize his position. How could he know that the impact ability of the chaotic soldiers was stronger than that of the flood, the horse under his crotch was washed down, and he also fell to the ground on the horse's back. Before he could get up from the ground, countless feet stepped on him.
In the chaotic army, how many people were trampled into flesh mud
Some people didn't even let out a whimper, and they were out of breath.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the king retreated early under the protection of the guards.
All the kings who were on the expedition had escaped, can the other ministers and generals still be able to sit? How can the soldiers at the bottom still have the energy to fight
For a time, the entire army in the northern Xinjiang retreated, and the defeat was like a mountain.
Wu Liba was very worried, and was thinking about how to persuade the king to save the defeat, and the soldiers rushed into the tent.
"General, our army is defeated, you and the little one should escape for your life."
Wu Li quickly got up from the bed, his eyes staring like copper bells.
"What? What is 'our army defeated'?"
Hearing the screams of killing rising into the sky outside, Wu Li pulled into an ice cellar.
"Suddenly, a group of enemy troops rushed to the rear, and there were still enemies on the river bank forcibly landing. Our army was the first to be unable to take care of it. That's it—"
Wu Liba seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible heavy hammer, and he swayed and took a step back.
Face as earthy!
"General, run away, it's too late to run away—"
The soldiers hurriedly persuaded Wulipa that the king had already fled with his ministers, and they would be abandoned if they didn't escape.
They fled quickly, without any scruples about Wu Liba, who was recovering from the wounds behind, and did not even send anyone to notify, so it was obvious that they were about to give up.
In fact, King Dai just escaped too hastily, and he didn't remember Wu Liba for a while.
Wu Lipu clenched his back molars and squeezed out a word, "Go—"
He can't be buried here, and he can't watch Beijiang, where he spent half his life, disappear.
The cavalry in the northern Xinjiang fled quickly, fleeing for their lives towards the north, while the infantry in cloth armor and the militias who were forced to make up were not so lucky.
In this place on the battlefield, even if you run for your life, you cannot reveal your back to the enemy.
The Northern Xinjiang army fled in a panic, like a headless fly.
Fu Wang ordered the cavalry and light infantry to pursue the remnant army, kill them, and catch them, so as to further expand the results of the battle.
The northern side did not care about the baggage, and fled toward the north, like a frightened bird.
"Hahaha—fun—haven't had this much fun for a long time!"
It was not until dusk that Fu Wang, who was covered in blood, rode a BMW to chase after the electricity, while Li Yun rode a baby in vain.
Seeing Jiang Pengji, Fu Wang immediately turned over and dismounted, not daring to be arrogant at all.
"See the Lord at the end."
"The hard work is on the map, and we will discuss the merits and rewards later." Jiang Pengji helped Fu Wang up and said to the crowd, "The northern border has been defeated, and there have been countless prisoners. Kill cows and pigs, and reward the three armies!"
According to the general marching speed, it would take two or three days for the main force to arrive.
In order to cooperate with the sneak attack, Fu Wang Leng rushed over in advance.
Not only was the northern border tired, but Jiang Pengji was also tired.
If Northern Xinjiang were more secure and fought a tug of war with them, they might be the ones who would collapse first.