Empire

The light cavalry led by Lin Yu was unstoppable, and they rushed the Dynasty Guards into pieces, plowing out bloody paths.

When the aggressive black cavalry rushed over to try to intercept them, Lin Yu and his men had already evacuated quickly like slippery loaches. The furious black cavalry tried to chase the Qinghe Army light cavalry into the camp, but the rain of arrows like raindrops formed an impenetrable death line, and the black cavalry fell and retreated unwillingly.

War is about courage. The Dynasty Guards had been exhausted after fighting for a whole morning, and at this moment, they were rushed, and their momentum was immediately lost by half.

While the light cavalry was defending and counterattacking, the Qinghe Army soldiers who had fought hard for a whole morning also withdrew to rest.

Those energetic Qinghe Army troops were replaced to the front line and rebuilt a solid defense.

After more than an hour of reorganization, the scattered Dynasty Guards troops were reorganized.

However, they were so tired and hungry that they did not have much fighting power. They were already afraid of the bloody Qinghe Army camp. The

Qinghe Army camp was like a bottomless pit. No matter how many fresh troops and meritorious troops rushed in, they were all swallowed up.

In the morning's fighting, several meritorious troops of the Dynasty Guards were directly defeated. The officers of the Dynasty Guards suffered even more casualties. When a long list of scarlet names was handed to the Fourth Prince, even the Fourth Prince, who usually did not show his emotions, was so angry that he cursed.

"It takes a thousand days to raise an army, but only a moment to deploy it. You usually claim to be the elite of the dynasty, arrogant and look down on everyone, but look at the mess you are fighting now?!"

The fourth prince led his troops to attack Qingyang Prefecture but suffered heavy casualties without making any progress. He wanted to attack Chen Ziang's camp outside the city and boost the morale of the army. But who knew that the generals under his command were simply a bunch of cowards, which made him feel like he was disappointed in his superiors.

These young generals were not lacking in courage and were loyal to the fourth prince.

However, they had never been in battle and lacked sufficient combat experience. Facing the tactically flexible Chen Ziang, it was inevitable that they would suffer losses.

After the young generals were severely reprimanded by the fourth prince, they also had a nameless anger in their hearts.

They were all young talents among the children of the meritorious families in the royal capital, otherwise they would not have served as officers in the prestigious Imperial Guards.

They have always been unruly, but this time they met Chen Ziang and had a bloody head, and then they realized that there are stronger people among the strong.

After the officers of the Dynasty Guards suffered losses, they realized that their pride was just relying on the glory of their fathers.

In front of a powerful enemy, all their dignity and pride were shattered, making them feel uncomfortable.

"The Imperial Guards are the pride of the dynasty, and you come from meritorious families! You must wash away the shame of defeat with the blood of the enemy army! Win back your dignity and pride!"

In the deafening shouts of the Fourth Prince, the officers of the Imperial Guards were also aroused to their inherent ferocity, ready to attack again with murderous intent.

Chen Ziang and his men were having lunch when the deafening sound of war drums and horns rang out outside the camp.

Countless Imperial Guards of the Dynasty gathered again and launched an attack. With the fluttering battle flags, they entered the wall.

Teams of bare-chested, fierce-looking death squads of the Imperial Guards of the Dynasty rushed to the front, and they had already put life and death aside.

""Damn it, they really won't let us rest in peace."

Seeing the Dynasty Guards rushing up again with murderous intent, the officers of the Qinghe Army couldn't help cursing.

Amid the loud shouts of officers at all levels, the Qinghe Army soldiers who were replaced were energetic and guarding everywhere, ready for battle.

Amid the whistling sound of arrows, the fight started again, and the shouts, the sound of bones breaking, and the sound of metal clashing filled everyone's eardrums.

The Dynasty Guards charged wave after wave, trying to break through the Qinghe Army's camp, but the Qinghe Army's camp was like a thick dam, standing still.

"All 300 men in the 3rd team were killed!"

"Liu Ying will be killed in battle!"

"The 22nd thousand-man team is going up!"......

Amid the sound of drums, casualties on both sides also rose in a straight line.

This was the most brutal fight in the cold weapon era. All the troops involved in the battle knew that this was a life-and-death battle, and there was no chance of luck.

The officers and soldiers of the Dynasty Guards were all children of the capital province and meritorious families. They were born in a wealthy family, and they needed to suppress the rebels to maintain their wealthy life and respected status.

Most of the officers and soldiers of the Qinghe Army were farmers in various villages and refugees who could not survive. They developed a tenacious spirit and could only rise up to resist in order to survive.

Both sides refused to give in to each other. In the sound of the clanging of weapons, people screamed and fell to the ground every moment.

In the fierce fight, fresh lives disappeared on the cruel battlefield like grass.

No matter how fiercely the Dynasty Guards attacked, the camp of the Qinghe Army always stood firm.

The Fourth Prince's face became more and more gloomy, so gloomy that water could drip out of it. He did not expect that a group of rabble had become so powerful.

Soldiers from both sides were crawling and rolling on the pile of corpses. A Dynasty Guard stabbed a Qinghe soldier in the chest.

But the Qinghe soldier used his last breath to forcefully cut off the head of the Dynasty Guard.

A Qinghe soldier with blood holes all over his body was already dying, but he was still crawling on the ground, crawling towards the nearest Dynasty Guard with a fierce look on his face.

Faced with these Qinghe soldiers who were not afraid of their lives, the Dynasty Guard did not lack courage, but was timid.

A Dynasty Guard saw several Qinghe soldiers covered in blood rushing towards him. After a brief hesitation, he threw away the sword in his hand and turned to flee.

"I wanna go home, I wanna go home......"

This mentally broken soldier of the Royal Guard ran and shouted like a madman.

"Stop him!"

A guard officer saw someone turning around and running away, and immediately yelled with a dark face.

Several guards rushed over and tried to stop the deserter.

In the blood mist, the guard who tried to escape was killed on the spot.

But the situation did not get better. As the Qinghe Army launched several small-scale defensive counterattacks, more and more guards fled backwards.

"No more fighting, I'm going home"

"We can't beat them. All my brothers are dead."......

Many of the attacking imperial guards found that the troops on both wings had turned back and retreated, so they did not dare to charge alone.

Soon, the attacking imperial guards spread the news and retreated one after another.

"Who told you to withdraw?"

Seeing the large groups of Imperial Guards withdrawing, the Fourth Prince's eyes were red, and he was on the verge of exploding.

"Your Highness, the brothers are too tired to attack......."A Guards officer tried to explain

"Take him away and behead him!"

The fourth prince was very angry and the consequences were serious. He waved his hand and the guards rushed up like wolves and tigers, dragged down the officer who led the retreat and beheaded him.