The darkness before dawn has passed, and although the dawn has not yet appeared, it is beginning to come.
The streets of Kagong Town were littered with corpses. Rows of Shengjie Army soldiers fell, but even more were the Dali troops under Gao Liangcheng. If Wen Zhengming was exhausted, he was numb. He had been stabbed more than a dozen times, two of them the most severe. One was to the face. If he hadn't raised his blade quickly, he would have chopped off half his head.
Wen Zhengming had a knife scar on his face, a slanting cut running from his brow to the left side of his face. Although the cut wasn't very deep, it had already disfigured him. He didn't care about it, as he was dying anyway.
Another blow struck his left leg, a blow so severe that the bones were exposed. Wen Zhengming now limped forward, and after a brief moment of confusion, Gao Liangcheng's army began to counterattack.
Blood dripped onto the ground, and Wen Zhengming's eyes were so thick with blood that he couldn't open them. The soldiers' strength was almost exhausted. Suddenly, Wen Zhengming shouted loudly. He reached out and touched his face. The sticky blood immediately covered his face, and his vision became clearer.
So he raised his sword again and rushed forward, and the soldiers around him followed him shouting.
Gao Liangcheng's men were still terrified, but they were not worried, because they could see clearly that there were less than 300 or 400 Song soldiers left.
The difference was that the Song army was still fighting desperately, and Gao Liangcheng's men were still slowly retreating. The difference was that this time they were retreating slowly and in an orderly manner, using defensive tactics to wear down the Song army's physical strength.
Gao Liangcheng's troops grew in number, and gradually, they finally surrounded Wen Zhengming's Shengjie Army.
Preliminary estimates indicate that Gao Liangcheng lost approximately 3,000 people in this battle, while the enemy only lost around 400, resulting in a shocking 1:8 loss ratio between the two sides.
The Shengjie Army had won, and every face was filled with satisfied smiles. They were about to die, and the fear of death had vanished at that moment. We had done our duty to the people of the Song Dynasty and to the emperor's grace. We had accomplished our mission.
The Shengjie army was now surrounded by Gao Liangcheng's men, and neither side had any intention of engaging in battle. The archers were still en route, so Wen Zhengming still had time to make a final, suicidal charge.
Wen Zhengming turned around and looked at the remaining three hundred or so soldiers. Most of them were wounded, their bodies stained with blood. Wen Zhengming laughed heartily, "Soldiers of the Shengjie Army, our names will go down in history today! We've won!"
The soldiers also laughed, their laughter was crazy and wanton. The enemy troops surrounding them retreated a few steps in fear. This was really a group of crazy troops.
"Soldiers, it's a pity that there is no wine here. Otherwise, I will definitely drink with you! When I meet the King of Hell in the underworld, I will take you, a bunch of dead ghosts, with me. Damn it! Ah!~" As he said this, Wen Zhengming rushed forward again with his big knife raised.
The soldiers of the Shengjie Army behind him howled, "Kill!"
The Dali army was also crazy in the crazy fighting. They were driven crazy by this crazy army. So the two sides were stuck together, slashing each other with the weapons in their hands. Gao Liangcheng's army gathered more and more, and the more than 300 Rao Shengjie soldiers were destined to be drowned in the vast sea of people.
"Defend Chengdu! Avenge our brothers!" At some point, a group of Song soldiers rushed into the town. Zhang Ma had arrived.
Zhang Ma led more than 2,000 people into Kagong Town and was completely shocked to see the corpses on the ground. The ground was covered with countless corpses of Dali soldiers, among whom were some brothers from the Shengjie Army.
These brothers had always been together through thick and thin, and now they lay buried here. These two thousand men were enraged. Come on! You want to occupy Chengdu, you want to kill our loved ones, then you must step over my corpse. Chengdu has my wife, children, and my elderly parents. The barbarians are ruthless. If you occupy Chengdu, you will surely plunder and slaughter us. We must prove with our blood that the men of the Song Dynasty are not to be trifled with.
The more than 800 lunatics who just rushed in were already too much for Gao Liangcheng's subordinates to handle. Suddenly, another group of black and howling Song soldiers rushed over, and Gao Liangcheng's troops were immediately defeated.
Every Dali soldier was now thinking of running away. We were forced into battle by Gao Liangcheng, Wang An. Our Majesty, Duan Yu, is truly benevolent and wise, maintaining excellent relations with all nations. The people of Dali have long enjoyed a peaceful and prosperous life. Your clan, the Gaos, are forcing us to achieve great things, but in reality, it's not for your own future.
Gao Liangcheng also saw the Song army rushing in. The sky finally turned pale in the east. The darkness before dawn had passed, but Gao Liangcheng was also terrified because he didn't know how many more Song soldiers had arrived, but it was definitely many times more than the first time.
Gao Liangcheng's personal guards again rushed to block the fleeing soldiers, but this time it was no use. The fleeing soldiers were desperate to escape, and some began to fight with the commander's personal guards. "If you're not afraid of death, why don't you go up and force me to charge with a knife?"
The supervisory team could prevent the soldiers from fleeing to a certain extent, but when countless troops began to retreat, the supervisory team was already overwhelmed by the sea of people. Some personal guards were even killed by the fleeing soldiers or trampled to death.
The Song army, not far away, was still howling as they charged towards him. Gao Liangcheng saw that things were not looking good. He feared that if he didn't flee, he, the commander-in-chief, would also be in danger. So he mounted his horse and began to retreat, escorted by his personal guards.
In reality, if Gao Liangcheng had remained calm and stayed in his tent, he could have led his troops in a counterattack and annihilated the invading enemy after the panic subsided. However, he was still frightened and fled as well.
This was the end of it. The commander's flag had actually retreated, and the army's rout was irreversible. The commander had already fled, so if he didn't run, he would die.
The entire army was thrown into complete chaos, with some soldiers fighting for horses. Some soldiers simply threw away their armor and spears, hoping to escape faster by reducing their weight.
The soldiers fighting the Song army at the front ran twice as fast. They felt that they were not facing an army, but a group of lunatics, a group of lunatics who didn't care about their lives.
None of them thought that the reason this Song army became crazy was because you were going to rob his family.
Wen Zhengming was truly mad, he kept swinging his sword and slashing. He felt no pain from the countless wounds on his arms, back, and legs, he just swung his sword like a madman, slashing at every enemy in sight.
He didn't know how long he had been chopping, but when he finally realized that there was no living enemy around him, he turned around and saw Zhang Ma and his soldiers rushing towards him.
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