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The scattered troops in the Ning Country did not listen to their orders. Firstly, they had not received proper training in battle formations, so no matter how loud your drum was, they did not know that your order was made to advance. Secondly, the scattered troops were truly afraid of the Pingyuan Army.

Right now, they only had one thought in their minds, escape! No matter where he fled to, it was better to run as far away as possible, away from these beast-like, demonic enemies in front of him.

Just as Xiao Muqing had expected, almost a hundred thousand of the places where the troops were dispersed were all mobs, and could not withstand a single blow. Not only did they not help with Western Army on the battlefield, they had even become a scourge that affected the morale of the entire army.

Regarding this point, Xiao Muqing who had climbed up from the lowest floor, and who was born with a noble background, did not expect this.

Over a hundred thousand Western Army were encircled by the Pingyuan Army, falling into a bitter battle that was going on all sides.

As the battle progressed to this point, Wei Zheng could see that his side no longer had any chance of winning, and so he decided to break out.

However, breaking out of the encirclement at this time was easier said than done. The Heavy Shield Soldier s of Pingyuan Army were at the very front, firmly blocking Ning Jun's forces, and the halberd hands behind them were crazily thrusting forward to kill them. The soldiers that broke through the encirclement were in rows after rows, and not only did they not break through the encirclement of Pingyuan Army, the encirclement was gradually shrinking.

The battle had lasted from dawn until dusk and was still not over. However, there were not many Western Army remaining in the encirclement, and a large number of soldiers had died miserable deaths under the chaotic blades of the Pingyuan Army. Even the Ning Army, who were in the middle of the crowd, was not safe.

When the sky turned dark, the Pingyuan Army's attacks would not stop. The soldiers held their torches high, released their rockets, and continued to maintain the high pressure attacks.

The Western Army in the encirclement were already exhausted from fighting. People couldn't help but suspect once again whether the warriors of the Pingyuan Army were human or monster, and if they weren't tired after such a fierce fight for an entire day?

How could Pingyuan Army not be tired? The reason they could still fight, was because they had more physical strength than others. After all, Pingyuan Army was one of the first times to undergo Tang Yin's devilish training, and had been used continuously until now, causing the entire army to have explosive strength, and also have sufficient endurance. In addition, Pingyuan Army was a battle technique that went deep into the enemy's territory, where there was no retreat, only win or die, under the faith of either the enemy or myself, no matter how tired they were, as long as they could still stand, as long as they could still wield the weapons, no one would not retreat from the battlefield.

After another night of battle, the sky was about to brighten. At this time, the battle between the two sides continued for a full twenty-four hours.

For such a long period of time, both sides had not drunk a single drop of water. Not even a single grain of rice had been used up, and they didn't even have the time to stop and take a breath.

The first one to hold out was Western Army.

Surrender! He really couldn't keep fighting like this! Such voices continuously resounded in the hearts of the people.

Very quickly, the people turned their thoughts into action, as a large group of exhausted Western Army threw down their weapons, and surrendered to Pingyuan Army. The moment they surrendered, they could no longer hold on. Their bodies that were on the verge of collapse directly fell to the ground, either lying down or lying down.

Once there was a beginning, it was very difficult to stop.

Seeing that the brothers that surrendered were peacefully accepted by the Pingyuan Army and weren't killed, more and more Western Army surrendered.

The surrender of the soldiers to the enemy spread throughout the army.

It was not that Wei Zheng did not want to stop them, but he was simply unable to do so. If he could not stop them in front of him, he could not stop them in the left or right.

He used his last bit of strength to gather the persistent soldiers together and start the final attempt to break through the encirclement.

Xiao Muqing had already predicted that the Ning Jun Army would take the last strike. His Pingyuan Army had long been prepared for this, hence he gave Wei Zheng and the others who had broken through the encirclement a direct attack.

As if they had gone mad, the soldiers rushed towards the Pingyuan Army camp without a care for anything. Only one wave went up, and after a few deaths, many of their arms were broken, and their legs were broken. Even their intestines were flowing out, but they still continued to howl and fight.

If both sides were at a stalemate in terms of strength, Ning Jun would have displayed such ferocity, and perhaps would have really defeated the other in terms of Pingyuan Army. However, the difference in strength between the two sides was already so great, and it would be too late for Ning Jun to defeat them. They had caused a certain amount of casualties for the Pingyuan Army, and also caused a certain amount of chaos.

After an intense battle, Ning Jun's final breakthrough ended in a crushing defeat. After the battle, there was no one in the entire Western Army who wasn't injured. Even Wei Zheng himself had been shot several times.

The moment they broke out of the encirclement, Pingyuan Army's siege began.

Looking at the large crowd of people pressing down on him step by step, Wei Zheng sighed in grief. Over a hundred thousand of his Western Army were completely destroyed in his hands, not only did he deserve to face Zhangsun Yuanhong, he also owed the heavy responsibility he had placed on the King. Even if he managed to escape, how could he have the face to return to the Liangzhou?

Thinking till this point, Wei Zheng's hopes had already been crushed, he had even lost all of his desire to live. Right now, in his heart, there was only unwillingness, unwillingness to see himself lose in such a pathetic manner, to have the advantage and end up with a complete wipeout under such circumstances, could it be that this was all his fault?

When the pressure of the Feng Army was almost upon him, he ignored the arrow wounds on his body, let out a strange cry, raised his sword, and rushed towards the people of the Feng Army.

Just as he approached, a spear pierced into his lower abdomen. At this time, Wei Zheng could no longer feel the pain, and he turned a blind eye to the spear that was stabbed into his lower abdomen. With a backhand slash, he sliced off the head of the Feng Soldier wielding the spear, and just killed one person.

Amongst the enemies, Wei Zheng swung his sword, consecutively slashing and stabbing at over 10 people, but there were more than 20 wounds on his body, some were knife wounds and some were even stabs.2

Looking at Wei Zheng now, his helmet was off, his hair was dishevelled, and his entire body was drenched in blood. His blood flowed along the armor and continuously dripped to the ground.

It was unknown whether it was because he had exhausted all of his strength or because he had lost too much blood, but with a thump, his swaying body fell to his knees. The sword in his hand deeply stabbed into the ground, supporting his body without collapsing.

The surrounding Feng Army looked at each other, and didn't know if he was alive or dead. Everyone slowly moved closer, and some of them even pricked his back with their lances, but after seeing no reaction from him, they finally relaxed. The surrounding Feng Army quickly moved forward, raising the lances in their hands and thrusting towards Wei Zheng's body.

Pu, pu, pu ? In just an instant, Wei Zheng's body had more than ten bloody wounds. Wei Zheng, who was originally kneeling on the ground, suddenly screamed, grabbed onto his sword, and swung it blindly left and right twice. Finally, he stabbed his sword into the ground, his head drooping, blood dripping down from his chin and nose.

The surrounding Feng Army retreated a long distance due to his sudden shout and counterattack, looking at the motionless Wei Zheng gulping down his saliva. What was wrong with this person?

Just when everyone was hesitating whether they should go forward or not, someone shouted, "The former general has arrived! The former general has arrived!"

Xiao Muqing was personally given the title of former general by Tang Yin, which was what most of the soldiers below called him.

Following the cheers of the people, the Feng Army automatically opened up a path.

Accompanied by the numerous General of Feng Country s and guards, Xiao Muqing slowly walked over with a steady pace.

Passing through the crowd, Xiao Muqing arrived in front of Wei Zheng. Xiao Muqing bent down intentionally, and looked at Wei Zheng who had his head lowered, and asked the people around: "Are you dead?"

"General, it seems ?" "He seems to be dead ?"

Xiao Muqing almost laughed out of anger, death was death, why did it seem like it? He turned around and asked the deputy general beside him, "Is this Wei Zheng?"

"Yes, General. Looking at his armor, he should be Wei Zheng!" The deputy general replied with a respectful bow.

"Ha ha!" Xiao Muqing laughed leisurely, he paced himself back and forth in front of Wei Zheng, raised his hand and pointed to the side, and laughed: "Run! Run again! tens of thousands of my brothers have been hurt, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I can still find you! "

Xiao Muqing raised his leg and kicked Wei Zheng's body that was kneeling on the ground over. Seeing him lying down, he held onto the sword hilt tightly.

He ordered the people around Wei Zheng to pull out the sword in his hand and look through it a few times. He felt that it was not bad, and took it as his own, and obtained the enemy commander's sword.

He turned his head and shouted: "Cut off Wei Zheng's head, send it back to the river bank, and submit it to the King. As for Wei Zheng's body, cut it into pieces for me, and kill every single one of them.

Hearing that, all of the surrounding Pingyuan Army soldiers were amused. If not for Xiao Muqing, they would have already ran out to kill the captives.

In Feng Army, when soldiers take the enemy's head for over a hundred years, they will be able to obtain the title of Viscount, and once they become a viscount, they can also get further promotion. At the same time, they can also obtain the Salary s of the Viscount every year, and even if they retire, they can use them to pay taxes to their entire family and live a life without worries.

That was why the soldiers were the happiest when it came to killing the prisoners.

In fact, although the surrendered soldiers were all burden to Pingyuan Army, they were not all dead, and could be transferred to Mo Army at a close distance. However, Xiao Muqing did not want to take advantage of Mo Army, and let Mo Army use these captives to exchange for benefits or to become good people, so he simply killed them all.

As the commander of an army, the difference in his thoughts directly affected the life and death of tens of thousands of people.

Nearly fifty thousand Ning Army soldiers who surrendered were all sentenced to death by Xiao Muqing with a single sentence. It was a pity that these Ning Army who no longer had the ability to resist, had not died on the battlefield in a glorious manner, but had all become ghosts under the blade of the Pingyuan Army, and died in a useless manner.

The battle at the Spring and Dawn Plains, Pingyuan Army had completely annihilated Western Army.

On the battlefield where tactics and strategies were useless, it was extremely rare to see one hundred thousand people winning two hundred thousand. This was a miracle created by the Pingyuan Army, and it also allowed this legendary army to leave a heavy mark on the battle strategy and strategy.

Pingyuan Army had always been a type of Mighty Army that was imitated and advocated by future generations, but it had never been surpassed.

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