Xia Jun's right flank collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Yang Zaixing's cavalry, like a huge and sharp scimitar sweeping across the wasteland, pierced through the Xia army and then thrust towards the main force of the Xia army.
Not only were the left and right flanks collapsing, but the vanguard battalion had also almost been defeated, and the Xia army began to flee.
Enraged, Yeli Qingge led his cavalry in a charge, targeting the main force of the Shenwu Army, where Yue Fei was located.
He was absolutely confident that he could defeat the main force of the Divine Martial Army.
Defeat the Song army from the front, then flank them and attack their left and right wings.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the two armies clashed, the Xia army was completely suppressed.
The Shenwu Army's cavalry was like an iron torrent, smashing the Xia army's momentum to pieces.
They swung their maces, sabers, and axes incessantly, while a small round shield was strapped to their other arm.
Yeli Qingge's face instantly turned ashen.
It was like seeing a ghost.
When did the Song army become so strong?
Yeli Qingge felt the ground trembling, and his first reaction was to run away as fast as possible.
At this moment, screams of agony filled the air. The Xia army's formation had been completely shattered, and their morale had collapsed in one blow. The cavalry at the rear had no intention of charging any further, but the cavalry in the middle could not turn around, and the cavalry on both sides were out of control due to the collapse of their morale.
Chaos and collisions began to appear in the Xia army's cavalry torrent, and they collapsed without a fight.
Yeli Qingge turned around and ran away. With the coach running away, the team was basically finished.
What followed was a one-sided massacre by the Divine Martial Army.
Yang Zaixing's troops attacked from the flank, charging forward all the way.
Yang Zaixing brandished his spear, tearing a gap in the fleeing Xia army ranks, cutting across to the rear, and charging towards Yeli Qingge.
"Thief! Where do you think you're going!"
Yeli Qingge looked back and saw a Song soldier charging forward all by himself.
He said with utter contempt, "You're asking for death!"
He immediately turned his horse around, let out a strange cry, and swung his huge axe at Yang Zaixing.
If it were someone else, their first reaction would be to avoid them, but Yang Zaixing chose to confront them head-on.
He raised his spear forward, and with a clang, it struck Yeli Qingge's axe.
Yeli Qingge was full of confidence just now, but with this attack, he felt his tiger's mouth split open in an instant, and cracks appeared in his hand bones.
His strong body suddenly shuddered, causing the horse beneath him to whinny in pain.
Yeli Qingge's expression changed drastically, his pupils contracted, and he was extremely shocked.
Unexpectedly, there was someone with such formidable fighting power among the Song army. Without time to think, he used his strong waist strength to turn around and swing his axe at Yang Zaixing again.
Yang Zaixing slowed down his horse and rode it leisurely, casually swinging his spear again, striking Yeli Qingge's axe and knocking back Yeli Qingge's full-force attack.
Yeli Qingge immediately realized he was no match for him, and roared, "Kill him!"
But his soldiers were now terrified by the Shenwu Army's terrifying charge and were only concerned with escaping for their lives.
Yang Zaixing laughed loudly, pulled on the reins with one hand, and swiftly slashed his spear through the air. Yeli Qingge took the blow head-on and almost fell off his horse.
He quickly turned around and fled in a sorry state.
But Yang Zaixing didn't give him a chance to escape, and threw his spear out suddenly.
The sharp spear pierced Yeli Qingge's back, breaking through his armor, severing his spine, and penetrating his body.
Yeli Qingge screamed and fell off his warhorse.
The fleeing Xia soldiers were terrified when they saw this.
Yeli Qingge did not die immediately; he lay on his side in the snowdrift, vomiting blood continuously.
Because of the excruciating pain, his whole body was convulsing.
It kept wailing.
For the first time, he felt the threat of death, for the first time he showed deep despair and fear, and for the first time he understood the feelings of those he had killed before they died.
No one dared to approach Yang Zaixing; the deserters all took a detour.
Yang Zaixing went over, gripped the spear with both hands, and raised it upwards.
Yeli Qingge felt a tremendous upward force tearing at his body. He struggled to his feet, trying to alleviate the force.
But Yang Zaixing didn't let him off easy. He gripped the handle of the spear and pressed down hard again, causing Yeli Qingge to let out a pig-like scream of pain.
Yang Zaixing swiftly drew his spear again, the tip tearing across Yeli Qingge's broken spine, bringing out fragments of bone amidst the blood.
Yeli Qingge knelt helplessly on the ground. He didn't want to fall down; he was unwilling to accept defeat.
Then, Yang Zaixing pressed the gun barrel against the back of Yeli Qingge's head.
The stab didn't go in immediately; it was just a brief moment, yet it filled Yeli Qingge with boundless despair and fear.
"Spare...my life..."
He managed to shout it out, but Yang Zaixing's gun had already begun to drill into the back of his head.
Like a form of torture, the sharp tip of the gun pierced his scalp and rotated on his skull.
Yeli Qingge let out a heart-wrenching scream and immediately crawled on the ground.
Yang Zaixing, however, remained indifferent and plunged the spear in, piercing right through Yeli Qingge's head. The sharp spearhead emerged from Yeli Qingge's eye, stained with thick blood and brain matter.
The brutal Tangut general convulsed a few times and died.
Yang Zaixing retrieved his gun, his cloak billowing in the cold wind.
The Shenwu Army, which was pursuing the Tangut cavalry, passed by countless soldiers.
Then, Yang Zaixing cut off Yeli Qingge's head and propped up his headless corpse with a long spear.
The sounds of pursuit grew fainter and fainter as Yue Fei rode up on his horse.
Yang Zaixing said, "Commander Yue, this is the head of the enemy commander."
Upon seeing this, a scout from the Imperial City Guard who had accompanied Yue Fei exclaimed in alarm, "General Yue, this man is named Yeli Qingge. He is the one who massacred the surrounding villages."
Yue Fei said, "In that case, defeating his army would be avenging the people on the border!"
Yue Fei then said, "Commander Yang, do not pursue a desperate enemy. Sound the gong to retreat."
"yes!"
After pursuing them for some distance, the Shenwu Army stopped and gradually withdrew.
The emperor's task for Yue Fei was not to kill a certain number of Xia soldiers, but to defeat one Xia army and immediately withdraw, then find another Xia army to defeat next time.
The essence of shallow attack tactics is to never engage in large-scale frontal battles.
Yue Fei then ordered his men to take the bodies of the fallen soldiers back and bury them properly.
After this battle, Zhao Huan rewarded the meritorious Shenwu Army in front of the three armies, which aroused the envy of the other armies. They all wished they could rush out immediately to find Li Ganshun and fight the main force of the Xia army, so that the emperor could reward them well.
When the news of Yeli Qingge's entire army's collapse reached back, even Renduo Chuqing was quite surprised.
He originally intended to use Yeli Qingge to test the strength of the Song army's Imperial Guards, but he did not expect Yeli Qingge to be defeated so quickly and so thoroughly.
When did the Song army become so powerful?
P.S.: I'm so sorry, I've had a bad cold these past few days, my brain is a complete mess, and I haven't been able to keep up with the updates.
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