A snowflake of goose feather falls, indicating the coming of heavy snow.

Panic will be transmitted. In a short period of time, it will spread throughout the whole army of Huang Yuan. Under the fierce attack of the players, the soldiers and cadres will collapse quickly. They can't even insist on even for a while, giving the rear generals time to regroup.

Before long, the surrounding army had collapsed, leaving only a tottering Chinese army of more than 10000 people barely holding out among a large number of fugitives.

In the military tent center, the scene of gathering stars has been scattered, leaving only a few people, such as Huang family father and son, Wang Ming.

The others led the army, either fled or died and fell.

"It is Huang Yuan's responsibility that the court lost its army and general and let the thieves ravage the place."

Huang Yuan put the sword carefully wiped in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. It seemed that he wanted to go deep into the blade with cloud patterns to see what was inside.

When he was 16 years old, when he was still a capital, he killed the general and seized the flag in the rebellious battle of Qingzhou, and then the Emperor gave it to him in person, praising him for his demeanor as the founder of Zhenyuan.

There was a faint cry of killing coming from around. Wang Ming waited for something in silence without saying anything to urge him.

Huang Degong's eyes turned red and his tears began to flow: "father, if not, your majesty will be merciful and generous, and he will not..."

Huang Yuan ignored him. He took the letter from his arms and handed it to Wang Ming: "General Wang, this is the enemy's tactics and advantages summarized by me, an old and useless man. I wonder how to deal with it. Please pass it to his highness and his majesty."

"I will not be defeated by the general of Zhu state!" Wang said in a deep voice.

The 200000 troops of the imperial court have been lost. This kind of heinous crime must be borne by someone. Huang Yuan has no escape. It is better to fight directly to death than to go back to the capital city and go to jail and suffer the humiliation of villains.

Since ancient times, kings have always been more tolerant of those who died in battle for themselves. The Huang family may still have the position of marquis or viscount.

Wang Ming looked at the Huang family and his son and said, "general, little general, the enemy is approaching. I can wait for you for half a quarter of an hour."

With that, he left the army tent with several generals around him and left this space for the Huang family and his son.

"Father..."

Huang Degong knelt down and looked at his father dimly in tears, like a confused and fragile child.

If it is in peacetime, he shows this kind of weak posture of throwing the general's face, it will immediately lead to Huang Yuan's severe reprimand.

Huang Yuan didn't scold him. He gently brushed away the tears from his eyes with his hand and said softly, "Gonger, stay in seclusion after you go back. Try not to participate in the court struggle again. It is a great credit for your generation to be able to protect the family. You should not act in the spirit of the past."

"The child is awake."

Huang Degong kept responding and his tears fell to the ground.

"If this group of anti thieves can occupy the land of five states..." Huang Yuan's voice was so low that it was even milder than mosquito balderdash: "down, if they don't give the land or the title, it's best to get some devotion."

Huang Degong nodded with a heavy face and approved his father's judgment.

"That's it."

Huang Yuan sighed: "my life, in addition to this defeat, there is no regret, you do not have to be sad."

He pulled out his sword and stroked hard on his neck like running water. The hot and hot blood sprayed on Huang Degong's body.

He cried silently, fingernails pierced into the palm of his hand, dare not make any sound.

When his father died, he was the patriarch of the Huang family. There was no other way to rely on him. He must not be seen as weak and deceiving.

After a while, his whole body was soaked in blood. Huang Degong, wrapped in a wooden box and a sword in a white cloth, walked out. His face was dull and his voice was hoarse. He said, "general Lao Wang."

Wang Ming felt the same pain in his heart and sighed, "dear nephew, I'm sorry for the moment."

More than 3000 horsemen galloped out of the camp. The white sun horse was very fast and soon disappeared in the sky.

With their departure, the last garrison collapsed, soldiers and generals fled in all directions, and flags scattered all over the place.

Two hours later, Zhao Shi, accompanied by Qianqi, came here. His eyes were full of prisoners of routs. They moved orderly under the custody of the army. The swordsmen and flags captured on the battlefield were piled up into hills.

Ouyang dance reported: "in this campaign, we defeated the enemy's 80000 troops, killed and captured 12 generals at or above the principal level including Huang Yuan, captured countless and captured more than 70000 people."

"After the war, except for the 50000 soldiers in Sanyang City, there was no organized Daqian army in Lingzhou, and the number of Daqian soldiers in the neighboring Qingzhou and Hezhou prefectures was greatly reduced, which was the time of emptiness."

"The staff asked about the next phase of the operation."

People around him look at Zhao Shi.

"It is ordered that the first army of blood sea and the second army of Phoenix go to Sanyang city immediately, the third army of Baoshan and the Fourth Army of machinery sweep all the cities in Lingzhou, cooperate with the Ministry of the interior to launch land reform and administrative reform, and eliminate all hostile forces at home and abroad.""Yes."

Under the guidance of Zhao Shi's personal leadership, the first army and the second army killed Sanyang City, while pooshan and Jianghua troops scattered in all directions to recover the towns of different sizes.

With the deepening of the army, the Ministry of the interior spread out with the three counties as the center, destroying the old urban and rural order and establishing a new and efficient society.

In this process, countless landlords would revolt, but they would be useless if they were crushed by the regular army.

When they really went deep into the people and mobilized the people, they were no longer afraid of rebellion. It was difficult for the landlords to gather together three or five people.

Even if the rebellion is forced, it will be eliminated by the local militia. It is a delusion to coerce a large number of people against the central government as in the past.

Three days later, Zhao Shi's 60000 army returned to Sanyang, the capital of Lingzhou.

The city is large, with many troops and plenty of food and grass.

In ancient times, it was extremely difficult to attack a city. When attacking a large city, it was difficult to conquer it even if it cost several times or even ten times the force. More often, it took several years for the other party to collapse and win.

This is also the main reason why Zhao Shi and his army tried their best to mobilize the state soldiers of the great Qian Dynasty and exterminate them outside.

"Seven tie dragon flag? Is the king of Chu still there? "

Zhao Shi took a look at the bright yellow banners on the city. Seven magnificent diaries were hanging down like a needle under the sea, suppressing the interior of Sanyang city. Soldiers, civil servants and military generals were all in good order and performing their duties. There was no large-scale escape and collapse in Lingzhou, which had been lost.

To his surprise and those of the kings, the king of Chu was also brave.

Zhao Shi gave up the idea of forcibly attacking the city at the moment when he saw the bright yellow flag.

"Build semi permanent fortifications against cavalry and arrows, build siege equipment, and wait for a better time."

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