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"Boom boom boom..."

The roar of the artillery on the battlefield covered the painful groans of the wounded soldiers and the roars of the soldiers on both sides fighting. Read М

The gunpowder smoke covered the battlefield like a layer of mist, making everything look blurry.

South of the Imperial Army.

The soldiers of the powerful tribes who were defeated by the Northern Di regrouped here.

The matchlock musket soldiers were regrouped and fired rounds of lead bullets at the Xiliang and Ma Jin soldiers who rushed over.

Although the Xiliang soldiers were equally fierce, they were far less frightening in the eyes of the powerful tribe soldiers than the Northern Di soldiers.

The psychological advantage made them more able to withstand casualties without collapsing.

"Damn it! This Yang Feng is so cunning." Gu Le, Wu Yan, and Ma Jin stood on the top of the city, all gritting their teeth.

They had no artillery, so they naturally could not cause heavy casualties to the Dasong soldiers head-on like the Northern Di.

And the Iron Harriers were like paper in front of the muskets of these soldiers.

The Iron Harriers were repelled by the muskets several times.

The Iron Harriers were like this, and the armor of ordinary soldiers was even more vulnerable in front of the matchlocks of the Dasong soldiers.

They were already on the verge of victory, but the arrival of these powerful tribesmen put them in a difficult situation again.

Moreover, although they suffered many casualties at the hands of the Northern Di, the powerful tribesmen seemed to still maintain about 130,000 or 140,000.

They were fewer in number than them, but the muskets made up for it.

"Strange, really strange, the powerful tribesmen were always timid when fighting, why are they fighting desperately this time?" Ma Jin murmured.

As a powerful tribe, he naturally knew the performance of the powerful tribesmen in previous wars.

He had no idea that Yang Feng had to hold Dou Xiao and Han Jun hostage and kill Wang Bi to control the powerful tribesmen.

"Brothers, kill! The Northern Di army is right in front of us, they will soon defeat the Dasong army, and victory will belong to us." Wu Yan ordered the Xiliang soldiers.

Inspired by Wu Yan's words, the Xiliang soldiers' offensive became more and more fierce, and they rushed towards the powerful tribesmen in waves.

The scorching sun covered the earth from the top of the head to the horizon.

Looking at the setting sun in the west, Mulehong really narrowed his eyes, "Although the artillery is powerful, whether this battle can be won depends on our cavalry."

Tiemuta nodded.

In the afternoon bombardment, the artillery of Beidi and Dasong were equally powerful.

Both sides suffered losses.

He ordered the Beidi servants to launch several charges, but they still failed under the bombardment of the imperial army artillery.

Now, Yang Feng has turned these 100,000 imperial army into an immovable fortress and dragged them here.

The most hateful thing is that Yongcheng is located on a plain in the mountains.

There is only one road from Yongcheng to Xiancheng.

And Yang Feng placed the army at the intersection of this road.

Judging from the current situation, it will take two or three days to defeat Yang Feng.

The next battle will be a consumption of both sides.

Even so, judging from the current military strength, Yang Feng can't outlast Beidi.

Moreover, a Beidi cavalryman set out from Xiaoguan to cut off the food supply route of Dasong.

They only need to fight and wait at the same time, and even if they are hungry, they will starve the Dasong army to death.

"Father Khan is right. The 100,000 iron cavalrymen who enter Qinzhou from Xiaoguan will completely cut off the connection between Dasong's Northern Expedition Army and Dasong." Temuta clenched his fist.

Mule Hongzhen nodded, "Yang Feng will definitely lead his troops to retreat to Xiancheng tonight. We can't let them go. After dinner, we will continue to attack them."

"Yes, Father Khan." Temuta responded respectfully.

The night gradually became darker.

Seeing that the Beidi no longer attacked, Yang Feng ordered the imperial soldiers to withdraw to the northern camp of Yongcheng.

The soldiers of the powerful tribe entered the three camps of the east, west and south to rest and eat.

Fortunately, they built these four camps before the Beidi army came.

Otherwise, they would have to sleep in the open air.

"General, the soldiers of the powerful tribe suffered more than 80,000 casualties, and the soldiers of the imperial army suffered more than 20,000 casualties." Ao Bing reported to Yang Feng.

Hearing this, Yang Feng frowned.

One hundred thousand casualties, whether injured or dead, naturally these people can no longer participate in the war.

In this way, he only has 200,000 soldiers.

"Beidi and Yongcheng still have at least 400,000 soldiers, twice the gap. General Yang, you have persisted until now, can you withdraw?" Dou Xiao said anxiously.

Han Yun echoed: "That's right, if you don't leave, you really can't leave. General Yang, if you don't listen to us this time, even if you die, we will not cooperate with you again, anyway, it's death anyway."

Yang Feng frowned.

One day is enough for Zhao Heng to escape to Xiancheng.

He really doesn't need to stay here and fight to the death.

After all, the retreat has been cut off by Beidi.

If he and his soldiers are all dead, Xiancheng's 100,000 soldiers will not be able to resist Beidi at all.

If Zhao Heng is captured at that time, Dasong will be in chaos.

If he returns to Xiancheng and takes charge of the overall situation, he may be able to hold on until the reinforcements arrive.

After thinking this through, Yang Feng looked at Ao Bing, "General Ao, the future of Dasong is in your hands."

Ao Bing's face was solemn, he knew what Yang Feng meant.

He was afraid that his deputy general would have to stay behind to cover the retreat.

"Old general, this time let me tell the Beidi people that there are still strong men in Dasong." Ao Bing said loudly.

He and Yang Feng were both staunch advocates of war in the court.

At this moment, the Northern Expedition Army was in danger, and the emperor was in danger, so he naturally had to step forward.

Yang Feng patted his shoulder heavily and said nothing.

In his opinion, Beidi must have expected that they might withdraw to Xiancheng tonight, and they were afraid that their troops and horses would be ready.

During this retreat, he could only escape with his life by throwing away his severed tail like a gecko.

That night.

The moon and stars are sparse.

At midnight, the order to retreat spread throughout the four camps.

The powerful soldiers and horses quietly withdrew from the camp under the leadership of the general.

Similarly, in order to prevent Xiliang from pursuing, they also left a broken army outside the city gate.

Ao Bing, on the other hand, led 40,000 imperial troops to stay in Beiying Village.

really.

As soon as the army here moves, Beidi and the Xiliang soldiers in the city will follow the movement.

The cry of killing suddenly broke the tranquility of the night.

Yang Feng led the remaining imperial troops and powerful soldiers and horses along the mountain road and headed towards Xiancheng without turning back.

He didn't dare to look back because he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and stay and continue the fierce battle.

"kill!"

Outside the Beiying Village, a forest of spearmen prevented the Beidi cavalry from moving forward.

After just a moment of hesitation, the Beidi cavalry immediately retreated.

Not long after, the artillery was pushed up by Beidi soldiers.

The roar immediately filled the sky.

Because the main force has withdrawn under the leadership of Yang Feng.

Ao Bing only had thirty-six artillery pieces in hand. Facing the bombardment of more than two hundred artillery pieces in Beidi, they were obviously at a disadvantage.

At the same time, King Yan's armor was powerless under the bombardment of artillery.

Ao Bing could only watch the Forbidden Army soldiers die tragically under Beidi's artillery.

Gritting his teeth, he led the supervising team to stand behind the soldiers, shocking them and delaying their collapse.

But he knew that no matter what he said, his fate and that of the soldiers left behind were already sealed.