Chapter 115 King versus King

The sound of drums was earth-shaking, as if it was going to destroy the already crumbling Yuyang City.

The entire battlefield, spanning dozens of miles, was shrouded in the earth-shaking shouts of killing, and no one was able to extricate themselves.

The broken walls of Yuyang were exposed to the huge attacking army. The Yichang army barely formed a neat line and charged into the gap with shields raised. There were still hundreds of defenders here, but their fighting spirit had been weakened. In a short while, they were defeated and retreated into the city.

This retreat was instantly crushed.

On the top of the city wall, Yuan Xingqin asked his men to protect Liu Shouguang, while he himself led hundreds of his personal soldiers to continue to block the enemy.

Everyone had made up their minds to die, but they suddenly burst out with great fighting power. The Yichang army swarmed forward, but were blocked at the entrance to the city wall. More than a hundred people led by Yuan Xingqin attacked them head-on from top to bottom.

"First, take the city gate and the governor's office!"

Outside the city, Liu Shouwen went to the battlefield with a sullen face and kept issuing military orders, ordering his men to take control of Yuyang before Yelu Abaoji.

Now that victory was assured, he no longer cared about the small group of resistance on the city wall, because as long as Liu Shouguang stayed in the city, they would have no chance to escape.

In all directions, there were rangers and scouts that he had sent out long ago, and any movement would be reported back immediately.

The generals on both sides immediately began to beat drums in accordance with military orders. The drum sounds were very regular. The Yichang Army, which had already reached the foot of the city wall, immediately stopped attacking the top of the city wall, and started to kill the defeated Lulong Army, control the city gate, and enter the alley to quickly seize the Jiedushi's office.

On the top of the city wall, Liu Shouguang just leaned against the parapet with a dejected look on his face. No matter how hard his remaining troops tried to stop the enemy, he just had no reaction and kept muttering to himself.

"The end of a tyrant, that's all..."

"General! My men can still fight to the death!"

Yuan Xingqin stumbled over with blood all over his face, shouting, "As long as there is life, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood! Liu Shouwen has gone to fight with the Mobei barbarians for Yuyang. Now is the chance. I will cover you, so hurry up and break out of the siege!"

Liu Shouguang just looked distraught and did not respond.

His dream of becoming a powerful hero was shattered, and the palace he built in Youzhou could only be given to Liu Shouwen. Thinking of this, he completely lost all ambition.

Yuan Xingqin cried again, knelt down and begged, "General, please leave quickly..."

"The remnants of the defeated army, even if they break out, what can they do..." Liu Shouguang smiled bitterly and said, "I am already 41 years old. If I break out, I will just be left with a last gasp. Liu Shouwen and Yelu Abaoji are not good people. How can they let me live in this world?"

But perhaps it was like a dying man who wanted to do something good. At this point, Liu Shouguang suddenly had an idea. He struggled to get up and said, "You have been with me for more than ten years. Now I finally have the hope of gaining power. I don't need to drag you to be buried with me...

"Get out of the way. I'm going to surrender to Liu Shouwen. I'm willing to die, but I just hope he can spare your life."

Yuan Xingqin just held him down, not letting him move. Then, with a surge of sadness, he said, "In that case, what else can I say? I can only continue to fight to the death for the commander! Fighting till now means nothing but death. I have followed the commander for so many years, how can I be afraid of death?"

Liu Shouguang was somewhat moved, and even became more motivated.

But immediately, the two looked at each other and just smiled bitterly.

Inside and outside the city walls, there were crowds of people everywhere. Outside the city walls, drums were beating like thunder, and everywhere was the Yichang Army attacking the city. In the city, except for this place, there were only a few soldiers who could resist. Now it was just a matter of whether they would die sooner or later.

Liu Shouguang curled up again, closed his eyes and waited for death.

But at this moment, Yuan Xingqin, who was still standing, took a step forward, held the battlement with both hands, and shouted: "General, what is that!?"

The former seemed not to hear anything at first, but as Yuan Xingqin's voice became more and more excited, he was immediately startled, and struggled to stand up, holding the parapet, and looking in the direction of Yuan Xingqin's finger.

Afterwards, Liu Shouguang's face first became dull, and then a torrent of energy seemed to flash through his body, and he began to tremble.

In the sight, a torrent of fire dragons, like a sharp blade, instantly tore through the darkness in the west and rushed straight towards Yuyang from the hillside. Just looking at the formation of the fire dragons, there were at least several thousand riders.

In an instant, this still weak fire dragon seemed to become increasingly huge as the distance shortened.

In front of this fire dragon, several scouts from the Yichang Army and even the Khitan Army were fleeing in panic and galloping their horses back to this side.

But in just a moment, the scouts disappeared from view as they were instantly swept into the torrent.

"It's reinforcements, it's reinforcements!"

Yuan Xingqin was so excited that he seemed unable to speak. He turned around, grabbed Liu Shouguang's shoulders, and shook him, saying, "General Jie, we are saved! We are saved!"

The latter instantly came back to his senses from his dazed state, and then seemed to have gained confidence. He straightened his body, gritted his teeth to suppress his excitement, but finally laughed out loud towards the sky.

"God will not destroy me, Liu Shouguang! I was right about Li Xiaoxi!"

The heroic spirit seemed to return to him again. Liu Shouguang turned his head abruptly, picked up the blade, and shouted: "Send the order, prepare to break out!

"Let these two dogs fight over Yuyang City!"

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At this time, Liu Shouwen outside the city was still squinting his eyes and commanding his troops. There were only a group of his personal infantry coming and going around him, with a few riders passing among them, constantly reporting on the progress of the city.

But immediately, everyone heard a loud bang.

Liu Shouwen's face suddenly changed and he turned his head abruptly to look south.

A few miles away, a raging fire suddenly broke out in their own camp. People were running around in the camp, all of them blowing horns desperately to convey panicked information.

Youzhou raid, turn back quickly!!!
But within a few breaths, the sound of the horn suddenly became lower and disappeared in the raging fire.

Several cavalrymen galloped over in panic, then dismounted and prostrated themselves.

"General, the camp was set on fire by spies, and the old, weak, young and strong in the camp are in chaos, causing a commotion throughout the camp!"

The next moment, another more panicked general who stayed behind came riding his horse and jumped off from a distance.

"General, the Youzhou cavalry is here!"

The faces of the people around him changed, and then someone asked anxiously: "How many are coming to ride?"

"I was so frightened that I didn't take a closer look, but there must be at least several thousand cavalrymen!"

Several generals who were protecting Liu Shouwen were shocked. "Are the cavalry, scouts, and checkpoints scattered in the west just for eating shit? Thousands of cavalry have come to our front, but there is no news at all!?"

But soon, they had no time to waste, as the fire in the southern camp was getting bigger and bigger, causing many Yichang soldiers to turn their heads to look.

This time, almost everyone saw a fire dragon that instantly bypassed the camp and swooped over.

The rumbling sound of horse hooves was coming like thunder, as if it would be right in front of us in the blink of an eye.

"Come on!"

All the generals looked at Liu Shouwen.

The latter's face was livid at this time. He just stared at the top of the city wall and drew his sword with a clang: "What if there are a few thousand cavalry? They must be exhausted after a hundred-mile raid. Quickly order the infantry to turn around and form a formation to protect the rear!
"The rest of you, just charge into the city! As long as we capture Liu Shouguang, we will be able to make the reinforcements from Youzhou hesitate!"

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The southern camp.

The large tents and sheds that were originally lined up were all engulfed in flames. People were swaying and running everywhere, but they were all the Yichang Army infantrymen who stayed behind, but most of them were the Yan people who were forced to come here.

At this moment, more than a hundred riders crashed into the camp. The riders just kept riding back and forth in the camp without looking for the enemy, but just shouted loudly.

"The righteous army has arrived! All the people in Yan are safe! The atrocities committed by Mobei and Liu Shouwen must be punished tonight!

"People of Yan, follow me to rise up and kill the bandits!"

These hundred or so riders kept running back and forth in the camp, and their faces were reflected brightly under the firelight.

The panicked people took a quick look and immediately recognized these armored and sword-wielding cavalrymen. Aren’t they the men who were abducted from Liaodong? ?

"Have the righteous army arrived? Which general is it?!"

All the people became agitated and asked loudly.

These cavalrymen from Yan turned around and pointed.

Under the firelight, a large flag with the word "Xiao" on it was held by someone and fluttered in the strong wind.

"Fathers of Yan, quickly follow the Xiao army, raise an army to punish the bandits and drive out the barbarians! Return peace to Yan!"

In an instant, all the people who were dragged along were no longer weak. As if they had found an organization, they swarmed into the team and, following the guidance of the hundred or so riders, rushed out of the camp.

The remaining Yichang Army infantrymen numbered no more than a thousand men. They had no idea how the fire started and were unable to put it out in time. Seeing the people fleeing, they became impatient and swarmed towards Yuyang.

At this moment, the situation was completely out of control, and dark shadows rushed towards Liu Shouwen's rear like a fleeing army.

At this time, the infantrymen of the Yichang Army who had turned back to defend had not even formed a formation when they were broken up by their own brothers. As everyone was shouting and cursing, countless people were pushed to the ground, and screams of being trampled to death were heard.

In the chaos of the battle, suddenly countless people shouted loudly.

Everyone turned their heads in horror.

In the darkness of the night, a torrent of fire dragons appeared in the blink of an eye.

They even saw the reflection of the bronze fang mask on the face of the leading knight.

Afterwards, countless red tassels danced in the wind, and then rows of straight spears were seen, like neat steel waves, rolling straight towards them.

The firelight reflected between the sharp spear heads, flashing thousands of cold lights, making people feel cold in their hearts, with fear on their faces, and they kept backing away.

Chaotic and panicked shouts broke out in the Yichang army's formation. The two groups that were already fighting each other became even more frightened. Some wanted to raise their shields to meet the enemy, but more people were only concerned with escaping and did not dare to stand in the way head-on.

No matter what, the power of this cavalry swooping down from the hillside was enough to terrify them and make them unstoppable.

"Boom..."

Like a torrent of cavalrymen, they charged into the crowd of Yichang's troops like an iron wall.

At the front, under the fang-like visor, Xiao Yan's eyes were calm and almost indifferent. The long and heavy double-edged horse lance was held in his hand, just like a magic weapon. Wherever it passed, blood spurted and splashed straight into the air, forming a bloody path.

Behind him, the silent yet murderous Dingbadu cavalry galloped past.

Countless Yichang soldiers screamed and fled, but were trampled under their horses. In the cold light, corpses fell to the ground and never stood up again. Yichang soldiers screamed, fled, and stumbled backwards. The large group of thousands of people was almost killed by a single blow. The entire team was trampled into mud and broken into pieces. In an instant, thousands of Yichang soldiers began to collapse and fled in all directions.

At this time, Xiao Yan slowed down his horse a little and pointed his lance to the left and right.

Behind him, the two main generals of Dingbadu responded loudly, and then each held a general's flag and ordered most of the cavalry to divide the entire cavalry formation into three, forming a three-sided formation and driving these thousands of defeated soldiers in the designated direction.

Looking down from the sky, one could see that this defeated army was being driven towards the formation in front of Liu Shouwen's banner.

……

From a distance of several miles, Liu Shouwen looked back to the south, and then closed his eyes in pain.

That's several thousand infantrymen...

Even if there were thousands of pigs, left to be slaughtered, it would probably cause considerable trouble to others.

But, unfortunately, these troops under his command collapsed at the first touch right under his nose, and were like paper, with several big holes poked in them.

"General, the situation is critical!"

A general on the front line came in a rout, covered in blood. He said in a trembling voice, "The enemy is Ding Badu, who is really brave. Our men were caught off guard and are unstoppable. The rout has disrupted our formation..."

The personal soldiers on both sides had already pulled the reins of Liu Shouwen's mount.

"General, let's go into the city to avoid the enemy! The enemy is full of cavalry. If we defend Yuyang, they will retreat on their own due to lack of supplies!"

Liu Shouwen opened his eyes, and his eye sockets were full of bloodshot.

He gnashed his teeth and looked back at Yuyang: "That Liu Shouguang guy hasn't been captured yet!?"

"The front reported that they failed to break out and were protected by Yuan Xingqin and fled into the city!"

"Enter the city, dig three feet into the ground, and capture him!"

The screams behind him were getting closer and closer. Liu Shouwen didn't dare to delay any longer. He whipped his horse whip hard and led his troops into the city.

At this point, the big banner also fled into the city, and the Yichang army that was left outside was even more panicked and helpless. Almost all of them began to kneel down and beg for surrender, not daring to fight again. However, Ding Badu did not accept the surrender, and continued to attack and kill them from time to time, half-driving them away to let them continue to rout.

But this time, they did not take advantage of the situation and rush straight into Yuyang, but bypassed the city.

Because Xiao Yan's target was not Liu Shouwen, the reason why he chose the Yichang Army to attack first was that the Yichang Army was more likely to be defeated.

His eyes were slightly half-closed under the visor, and he continued to point his lance forward, ordering his men to drive more and more defeated soldiers towards the north of the city.

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An eagle's cry resounded in the air.

In the endless darkness, dense crowds of figures stood up from the ground.

The Dingbadu infantry, who had rested for half a night, were panting. With the help of auxiliary soldiers, they put on heavy armor and held the long-handled and heavy-bladed Mo Dao.

The sound of war horses snorting could be heard, and more than 600 cavalrymen of the Longxiong Army stood up.

But at this moment, they were already heavily armored cavalrymen, each with a long sword hanging on their horse's back and a lance in their hands, so heavy that even the ground seemed unable to bear it.

"Hey hey hey."

Wang Yanzhang climbed onto the horse's back, raised his hand and put down his armor, and a buzzing sound came from the armor.

"Brothers, we will go ahead!"

The commander of Dingbadu's heavy armored infantry bowed and said, "General Wang, please don't kill too many people. Leave a few of them for your brothers. Let them see how powerful our Youzhou heavy armored infantry is."

"Hey--

"There are tens of thousands of mixed barbarians."

Wang Yanzhang grinned and followed the direction indicated by Haidongqing, riding his horse slowly out of the mountain pass.

At the foot of the mountain, most of the Mobei Army had already rushed into Yuyang City.

So he picked up his iron spear.

"The military envoy has already defeated the Yichang army. As for me, I just want to capture Yelu Abaoji. What do you think?"

"Kill him!"

"Then, clear the way for the brothers of Ding Badu!"

More than six hundred heavy cavalrymen galloped down the hillside, their horses' hooves splashing up huge piles of earth. Just like a rushing stream, they groped in the dark and rushed straight into the battlefield.

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Mobei Camp.

Yelu Abaoji stood on the watchtower, squinting in the direction of Yuyang.

There were sounds of fighting everywhere, as if the entire city was caught up in the flames of war. The shouts of killing from the south were even louder than before.

Just as he expected, several parties entered the city smoothly, but Liu Shouwen still had to go through the difficulties of siege. Presumably, the defenders in the city had all pressed to the south of the city, ready to fight Liu Shouwen to the death.

Below, cavalry were coming and going continuously.

One message after another came by flying horse.

"Your Majesty, the city gate has been completely taken, and all the Lulong Army guards have been annihilated."

"Your Majesty, the armory in the city has been taken down..."

"Reporting to the king, the inner city has been conquered, and we are fighting with the remaining troops in the city for the government office..."

Everything was developing as expected. Liu Shouwen's men were badly wounded, and several parties took control of Yuyang with almost no effort. At that time, whether it was heading west to Youzhou or comparing military strength, Liu Shouwen had to rely on Mobei.

Just at this moment, a rider came rushing over in a panic.

"Your Majesty, there seems to be some unusual movement in the south..."

Yelu Abaoji placed his hand on his forehead and looked towards the south as hard as he could, trying to see what the unusual movement was.

But before he could see clearly, a rumbling sound suddenly came from behind him.

Everyone turned north almost at the same time.

"Southerners, attack the camp!"

A scream was heard first, and then the sound of people and horses falling to the ground was heard suddenly, as if something heavy had instantly knocked over the Hu cavalry who were trying to stop them.

The corner of Yelu Abaoji's eyes twitched. Standing at the highest point, he could clearly see a shining silver dragon under the light of the torches in the camp. It instantly pierced through the obstruction of the northern cavalry. Wherever it passed, the figures of the Hu cavalry fell to the ground.

"Where did the heavy cavalry come from!?"

He subconsciously felt something in his heart and lost his composure.

But before he could issue orders to stop this group of fearless and reckless enemies, a shocking noise came from behind him.

Abaoji then looked back in surprise.

But this time, his pupils suddenly shrank.

An army that could be considered huge was rushing towards the camp here, but it was a group of nearly 10,000 defeated soldiers, driven by about 2,000 to 3,000 cavalry, rushing straight towards this side.

Before he could give the order, the entire Mobei camp was filled with the sound of trumpets and dense whistles, and the Hu cavalry who stayed behind in the camp left the camp and rushed towards the stables.

But a camp that could hold 10,000 people could not be mobilized immediately. In an emergency, it was already in a state of panic. The small camps to the south were rushed into by the fleeing soldiers in an instant because there were not many defenders. The Hu cavalry in them did not dare to stay and rushed towards the camp.

The infantrymen hurriedly climbed up the wall of the village, closed the gate tightly, and began to shoot dense arrows.

However, tens of thousands of defeated soldiers have been driven here, so how can they turn back? Compared with the shallow trenches and weak walls of the Mobei camp in front of them, the cavalry behind them that keeps reaping lives is even more terrifying.

As a defeated soldier, he had already lost his mind. Even if his parents stood in front of him, he would still chop them down.

Yelu Abaoji held the wooden railing tightly, stunned and dazed.

But he immediately calmed down and began to give orders: "Blow the horn and tell the troops that have entered the city to just defend the city. The enemy can only fight with those few thousand cavalry. When the time comes, we can attack them from both inside and outside the city. I'm not afraid that they will not be defeated!"

Although the camp was already on the verge of collapse due to the attacks of the fleeing soldiers, he was still certain that the target of this group of cavalrymen who had appeared out of nowhere must still be Yuyang.

As long as he could delay for a while, he was even confident that he could bring these defeated Yichang soldiers under his command.

But soon, there was movement behind him again.

Yelu Abaoji was stunned for a moment and turned around.

Behind the hundreds of heavily armored soldiers who were still advancing, torches were erected at the mountain pass.

Densely packed heavily armored infantry began to slowly advance towards the camp.

“Their goal
"It's the King..."

A chill ran down my spine, and I shivered.

Abaoji clenched his fist and looked back. He seemed to see a horseman standing quietly under the torrent in the distance, looking at him from afar.

Under the mask, Xiao Yan chuckled.

Then, he urged his horse forward, raised his lance, and aimed at the watchtower.

The surrounding air began to flow into his palms.

The next moment, he threw it out suddenly.

(End of this chapter)