Fei Yi has followed King Zhao to fight on the battlefield since he was young. Over the years, he has experienced many battles and has experienced countless war tests. It can be said that he has rich combat experience. The success or failure of a war is certainly related to many objective factors, but in the final analysis, it lies in careful planning in advance and the grasp of the initiative on the battlefield.

In the past, he had fought many exciting battles with King Zhao and experienced some hard battles. However, even he had never felt that he was so sure of the war that was about to begin. He never thought that he could plan to this extent with just one person's wisdom.

In a sense, the Dragon Cavalry Army had decided the outcome of the war before it set out from Dragon City. And these five thousand elite cavalry might just be here to harvest the fruits of victory. Now, the only thing their prince is thinking about is how to eliminate all enemies on the predetermined battlefield without losing themselves... The Prime Minister, who figured out this, even more determined from his heart that Chu Jiangmian was unparalleled, and he was the chosen man who had shouldered the eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers of Zhao State again.

The wind was fierce and the flag was rolling. Chu Jiangmian, standing under this huge flag, calmly watched the flames flying on the river, with no sadness or joy on his face. Even if he had the confidence to win, the scene in front of him was not what he liked.

He is not a bloodthirsty person, nor is he a genius general on the battlefield. If he had the choice, he would rather fight cocks and be the playboy prince in the eyes of the world. However, in this era of troubled times, how could he be able to do whatever he wants? It is impossible to avoid blood in both hands.

"Your Highness, Young Master Liang Sheng has returned safely."

Fei Yi whispered, causing him to withdraw his thoughts. When he heard the sound of war drums and shouts in his ears again, Chu Jiangmian saw the figure wrapped in black veil between his arms, and accompanied by several sword-bearing servants, he walked across the mountains and walked in front of him. Lao Ji, who was following behind with a sword, just nodded to him, then jumped up to a big tree, and went to the high place to watch the fun. Chu Jiangmian finally felt completely relieved. He reached out and took the initiative to hold Young Master Liang Sheng's hand.

"Brother, this trip is hard...thank you!"

The young master Liang Sheng, who escaped from death, felt the temperature coming from his palm and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He knew that the other party's thanks not only represents himself, but also represents Zhao State and all the people. Such weight is enough to compensate for any danger he has experienced.

"Your Highness, your words are so serious! This is what I should have done."

When two hands are held together, everything is indifferent. As the saying goes, "Brothers work together to cut off gold"! They are all the sons of King Zhao. When a disaster comes, they should be connected with each other and share the same hatred of the enemy!

Guo Prime Minister Fei Yi looked at the scene in front of him and felt that the corners of his eyes were a little wet. The veteran, who deeply understood Chu Jiangmian's meaning, stepped forward and asked for the order.

"Your Highness! The eldest son has returned safely, so there is no need to worry about anything. Most of the enemy troops have entered the scheduled battlefield... Please give an order!"

"Okay! Pass the order and the Dragon Cavalry will attack! Establish your authority in the first battle, and leave no prisoners!"

Chu Jiangmian finally pulled out the Fengyun Sword in his hand and issued the order to fight the first battle in his life! Everyone was shocked when they heard it. They really didn't expect that the prince, who was easy-going and ordinary on weekdays, would be so decisive when he went to the battlefield. However, while being shocked by his cruel orders, everyone's hearts were full of fanatical support.

After Chu Jiangmian finished speaking, he inserted his sword underground, waved the flag, and stood on a high place to roar in the wind. The flying cavalry that was sent to the commander went to tell the Dragon Cavalry Army. The Prime Minister Fei Yi threw away his battle helmet, rolled up his sleeves, and personally beat the drums to cheer.

Amid the sound of the war drums that were thundering, Long Yu suddenly raised his head, and his eyes flashed with a sharp sword. He and his cavalry finally waited for the order to attack! They all saw the big flag waving in the wind and heard the drums as fast as raindrops. His Highness the Prince waved the flag, and the Prime Minister beat the drum! With such great glory and encouragement, all the cavalry soldiers thought about nothing. They only had one belief left in their hearts: to live up to the military order and kill all the enemies!

At this moment, the Southern Han General Bai Chu was holding a long sword on the river bank. He had just breathed a few breaths, trying to calm down his nervousness. Looking back, in such a short time, the entire hull of the main warship where he was was engulfed by the fire. And the other ships were not much better. The tongues of fire were dancing in the strong wind, and almost most of the more than a hundred warships were burning. Some of the Southern Han soldiers who had not had time to escape ashore were cut off by the fire. They either jumped into the river in despair and sank one after another. Or they were burned into firemen, running and screaming in the fire, and finally died silently...

Bai Chu's eyes were so bitter that he was all his subordinates who had followed him for many years. How could he not feel sad? Fortunately, seven or eight out of ten of the army had already arrived ashore, and with these strength, he could still fight to the death.

The famous general of the Southern Han Dynasty slashed to the ground with a resentful sword, and shouted to the sky with grief and anger: "If you don't take this revenge, you will not be a human being... Everyone will follow me to attack! Kill the Qixia Ridge and kill all the people of Zhao without leaving any of them!"

The soldiers of the South Han Navy, who had seen the warships destroyed and had been cut off from their way back, had their eyes red. They all knew in their hearts that they had no way to retreat. Perhaps, this broad area under Qixia Ridge was their last battlefield. If they defeated the Zhao army, who was waiting to be ambushed here, they would turn the situation around and take the initiative again. If they failed, the enemy land under the north bank of the river and the mountains would be where they were buried!

Under the general's order, no one said a word. Then, the roar shook the world, with long spears standing, and arrows rained like tides. With the burning river as the background, the light of the sword covered the battlefield within a radius of dozens of miles. Under Bai Chu's leadership, all the Han soldiers set up a fan-shaped attack and rushed towards Qixia Ridge.

It has to be said that the Southern Han army has very strong combat power and has rich combat experience. After experiencing the initial panic, they quickly formed an attack formation. The long spear is in front and the feather arrows are opening the way, which has great lethality. The long sword shield square formation behind is the main attack force. Nearly 20,000 people cooperate with each other, and the scale is huge. Under normal circumstances, it will inevitably be a fierce battle against such a team.

However, it is a pity that they chose the wrong opponent. Or, with the careful arrangement of the opponent's enemy, they encountered the most powerful nemesis on the most unfavorable battlefield. A tragic fate will eventually be inevitable.

This semi-smooth slope between Qixia Ridge and the north bank of the Chu River is the battlefield chosen by Chu Jiangmian for more than 20,000 naval troops in the Southern Han Dynasty, and will soon become a cemetery for burying them.

Looking at the enemy who had been fighting overwhelmed by the sky, Long Yu, who had received the order to fight, showed a sneer on his lips. With a loud shout, he pointed his sword forward, and the horse under his crotch was like a dragon, and rushed down first. The five thousand dragon cavalry soldiers who had already lined up in the form of charge without any hesitation, followed their generals tightly. This cavalry that had fought with the Hu cavalry in the dust of the grassland, faced with such a powerful combat terrain, was like a tiger with wings and unstoppable momentum.

Chu Jiangmian, who was standing at a high place, saw it very clearly. The wind roared and smoke and dust rose. In the blink of an eye, the five thousand cavalry were like a huge iron cone, piercing into the Han army fiercely. There was almost no stagnation, and it suddenly shattered the defensive formation in the front row of the opponent.

The navy from the southern country was used to fighting between lakes and swamps. They had never seen the power of northern cavalry. When the horses in a row almost poured down from their heads, they were shocked to find that the army that fought with foot was the fate of being slaughtered in front of such a cavalry team.

The huge momentum wrapped in the charge of the brigade's war horses was not something that humans could do to compete with. What's more, the opponent's fatal blow under such favorable terrain conditions is determined to win and will never show mercy!

The cavalrymen of the Dragon Cavalry easily tore the formation of the Han army's attack. When the long sword in their hands slashed their heads, the huge force caused the enemy's weapons to break and dead bodies everywhere. Even if they were lucky enough to die at the first time, they would be trampled on by the war horses passing by. Wherever the cavalry passed, there was a mess behind them, which was terrible.

When Long Yu was lying down on the horse's back, he saw the enemy's chief general wearing general's armor at a glance. He was overjoyed, patted the horse's head, and rushed directly in this direction.

Bai Chu is worthy of being a famous general. After he realized the situation of the war at the first time, he did not retreat. Instead, he calmed down and stared at a war horse rushing towards him. He jumped up and chopped the knight on the horse's back with one sword. However, the armor of the charger guard protected him well. Although he was injured in the fall, he did not die. When he was about to struggle, Bai Chu was full of anger and had already slashed his head with another sword. If he didn't chop off a few heads, it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart today!

However, before he could behead his prey, the bad wind behind him was bad, and a long sword swept across with the speeding war horse. Bai Chu was shocked and jumped away with all his strength. However, the opponent's knife was too fast, and his body was dodged, and his left leg was cut off by one knife. He screamed in pain and fell to the ground with his back to the sky. Before he could get up, the captain who had almost died in his hands turned over and sneered, chopped off his head with one knife.

"Wang Jun, you really have...well done!"

Long Yu, who was passing by, turned around and saw the captain Wang Jun who had cut off the enemy general's head, and praised him loudly. The blood-stained young man grinned excitedly, put the enemy's head behind him, and set up the horse and fight again!
Chapter completed!