The noise from the wind grew louder and louder, mixed with countless screams. The fire in the front line grew bigger and bigger, and half of the sky was red. Even in this dark night, it was like a large torch.
The air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh, causing everyone present to frown. They became even more anxious. Not only did the situation not stop, but it also worsened.
"Rumble!"
The thundering hooves grew louder and louder.
Li Zicheng looked at the fire in the distance with his hands behind his back. His eyes kept flickering, and his entire face was as gloomy as a dark cloud. His hands behind his back kept clenching and loosening.
He tugged at his collar in frustration. A trace of worry flashed across his heart. Liu Zongmin had been gone for a long time...
Suddenly, a soldier rushed in while crying. Before he arrived, he could hear his cries."General Liu was killed? General Liu was killed. General Liu died in battle."
Boom! In an instant.
The entire Li Zicheng's central army camp was instantly in an uproar. The tens of thousands of soldiers who were originally neatly arranged were now in an uproar like waves.
Li Zicheng's mind instantly turned white. His eyes were a little absent-minded, and he felt dizzy. Liu Zongmin was his number one general, and his martial strength was shocking.
It had only been a short while, and he was already killed.
This... If he was killed, how long could the front line last?
A chill instantly surrounded Li Zicheng. His eyes sized up the burning front camp in the distance, and all the hair on his body stood on end.
Had the royal army arrived?
The surrounding generals also felt as if they had been struck by lightning. Their mouths were agape, not knowing what to say.
However, more and more scouts kept sending news to Li Zicheng.
"Report, the front line has been completely defeated.”
"What?"
"Report, the enemy is coming with the defeated army.”
The simple battle reports made Li Zicheng's heart skip a beat. His pupils constricted as he cried out involuntarily,
"Quick, the personal guards, quickly get into formation. Block them, block them.”
They absolutely couldn't let the defeated soldiers charge in, or else the entire camp would be destroyed by the Great Ming Cavalry behind them. As long as they blocked them, they would still have a chance.
In an instant, countless torches swayed in the fog, dispelling the darkness of the night. The surrounding vision became a little wider.
More than 30,000 of Li Zicheng's personal troops had already come out. They were all veterans who had been selected from hundreds of thousands of soldiers. They were all silent like statues, standing there quietly like mountains.
"Dong dong dong."
However, as the war drums sounded, the formation began to shift. The shield-wielding infantry stepped forward and erected their shields, while spears were set up densely.
Outside of his field of vision, the thundering sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer…
At the same time, in front of Li Zicheng's central army camp, the cavalry that had been charging forward with unstoppable force was less than two li away. The one leading the charge was still Wang Cheng.
"Rumble!"
However, no one could see his true appearance at this moment. His entire body seemed to have been fished out of a pool of blood. Everyone behind him was the same, like a demon that had crawled out of hell. The team of about ten thousand people was like a bloody wall that rose and fell.
"Huff, huff."
The warhorses beneath them snorted in displeasure, and the thick smell of blood began to spread along the huge team. The blood vessels on the horses 'eyes could be seen in the blink of an eye.
Almost all the sentry posts and roadblocks they encountered along the way had been turned into pieces by their iron hooves. In two quarters of an hour, they had killed their way through seven to eight miles. The nearby swift soldiers who had encountered unknown situations pounced on them. In a moment, they were scattered. The corpses were scattered for more than five to six miles. The scattered soldiers who had luckily escaped into the wilderness did not dare to return.
"Do you think Li Zicheng will run?”
Wang Cheng suddenly thought of this question and asked, but the expression on his face was extremely cold. People like Li Zicheng had to die. There were still hundreds of thousands of Jurchen outside the pass, ready to enter. He had to hurry.
Zhang Liao didn't answer. He knew that Wang Cheng didn't need an answer.
Under the red flag, Wang Cheng withdrew his gaze from the virtual map. In the galloping team, Wang Cheng raised the iron mace in his right hand and opened his mouth."Set up the conical formation. Get ready."
In the pitch-black environment, Wang Cheng rode on his horse as if he could see through the darkness in front of him. He looked at the central camp in front of him and pointed his iron mace at it."Charge!"
Dozens of bullhorns were blown.
"Wuwuwu-"
The red flag suddenly pointed forward, and the already fast speed increased once again. Countless silent cavalrymen controlled their horses and began to change their formation.
The ten thousand cavalrymen gradually formed a giant awl that was two to three thousand meters long, and Wang Cheng was at the front of the awl.
The sound of hooves was like the most intense war drum. The earth began to tremble, and the entire army was like a red flood that had broken through a dam, sweeping towards the main camp in front.
When that bright light bloomed in Wang Cheng's eyes, he took a deep breath and shouted,"
"Big Ming, mighty!"
"Wan Sheng!"
His thunderous voice instantly sent chills down the spine of everyone in the middle camp…
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