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After Daqing's central infantry completed the encirclement, the morale of the Da Zhou cavalry plummeted, and they were already on the verge of collapse.

Daqing's five thousand cavalry charged back and forth through the Zhou army's formation three times, but exhausted, they chose to retreat and went to the right flank of the central infantry to rest and recuperate.

Taking advantage of the low morale of the Da Zhou soldiers, Xiong Qi, Zhang Xiaosan, Yang Dashu, and others also broke through the Da Zhou army formation and joined forces with the main force of Da Qing.

Lu Fengnian ordered Lu Yang, Zhang Wu, and his personal guards to retreat from the back of the small mountain, while he remained on the summit.

However, with the outcome already decided, he did not choose to draw his bow and shoot an arrow.

After finding a hiding place on the mountaintop, he didn't look down at the foot of the mountain, but instead turned his gaze to the place where the Great Zhou commander's flag was flying in the distance.

Fifty thousand elite cavalrymen were surrounded and were about to be wiped out.

Lu Fengnian guessed that Li Chengqian would not stand by and watch someone die.

……

On the right side of the small hill, while the Daqing army held off the attack from the front, the left flank pressed forward step by step, constantly compressing the maneuvering space of the 50,000 Da Zhou cavalry.

At the same time, a hail of arrows rained down on the Great Zhou cavalry, relentlessly claiming their lives.

Under the combined onslaught of spear formations and a barrage of arrows, the Great Zhou soldiers could only passively endure the attacks, utterly powerless to retaliate.

If there is no change in circumstances, these 50,000 Great Zhou cavalry will surely be wiped out.

Li Chengqian regretted it and fell.

He knew very well that if these 50,000 cavalrymen were lost here, not only would his own career be in jeopardy, but it would also implicate his father, Li Xuanfeng.

After some struggle and hesitation, he made a decision: to send out the 8,000 cavalrymen who were originally reserved as reserves, no matter the cost, to break through the encirclement of the Daqing army and rescue the 50,000 cavalrymen.

Moreover, he himself was among these eight thousand cavalrymen, leading by example and inspiring his men to fight bravely.

The thunderous sound of hooves rang out, and Li Chengqian took the lead, leading eight thousand cavalrymen forward in a rolling advance.

The commander-in-chief personally taking to the field greatly boosted the morale of the Great Zhou soldiers.

"The Vanguard has arrived!"

"Li Xianfeng has come to our rescue!"

"Brothers, cheer up, form ranks, and charge with me!"

……

The 50,000 trapped Zhou cavalrymen, who had already given up hope and lost their fighting spirit, were rekindled with hope and high morale upon learning that Li Chengqian had come to their rescue.

They regrouped and charged towards the Daqing army's formation.

In an instant, the Daqing infantrymen on the right side of the foot of the small hill were caught in a pincer attack, and the pressure on them increased dramatically.

The soldiers of the Great Zhou were in high spirits and charged forward wave after wave.

Despite their best efforts, the archers of Daqing poured out a barrage of arrows, but they could not stop the advance of the Da Zhou cavalry.

The spearmen of Daqing formed a tight formation, erecting a forest of spears in front of the soldiers of Dazhou, but they were still forced to retreat repeatedly by the charge of the Dazhou cavalry.

And this was only the charge of 50,000 Great Zhou cavalry in the inner circle.

When Li Chengqian's eight thousand men arrive, these Great Zhou infantrymen will likely be unable to withstand the attack and their encirclement will be broken.

Zhao Beiwang was anxious and immediately issued an order, dispatching five thousand cavalrymen who had just made great contributions, ordering them to turn around and intercept Li Chengqian.

The fighting strength of the Daqing cavalry was inherently inferior to that of the Dazhou cavalry.

After the previous charges, many of the five thousand Daqing cavalrymen were injured and had not yet recovered their strength. At this moment, it was not feasible to send them to block the Da Zhou cavalry, whose numbers far exceeded their own.

The result was predictable.

These 5,000 cavalrymen originally thought that they would be richly rewarded when they returned to Shiyang Pass after making such a great contribution.

But now, before he's even received the hefty reward, he's about to risk his life again, and it's very likely that he'll face a near-death experience.

You can imagine how they felt.

From the mountain peak, Lu Fengnian watched as the five thousand cavalrymen passed through the infantry formation, reorganized their ranks, and prepared to charge.

At the same time, we could see that they all looked indignant and depressed.

Going to confront Li Chengqian in this state would be suicide.

Lu Fengnian frowned.

Jiang Beiwang's decision is clearly problematic.

However, given the urgency of the situation, there doesn't seem to be a better solution.

However, Lu Fengnian was very worried that once these 5,000 cavalrymen were defeated, the morale of the Daqing army would be greatly damaged, and the encirclement would most likely be torn apart.

The 50,000 Zhou cavalrymen are likely to break free of the encirclement and escape.

After a brief hesitation, he quickly descended the small hill.

We went from the back of the small mountain peak to the foot of the mountain.

Having found Lu Yang, he rode his warhorse alone and charged towards Li Chengqian and his eight thousand Great Zhou soldiers.

"who is he?"

"What is he going to do?"

……

Lu Fengnian's move greatly surprised the soldiers in Daqing.

At the same time, some people recognized Lu Fengnian and spoke up:

"He is Lu Fengnian, the centurion of the Third Battalion of the Zhenxi Army. The Third Battalion of the Zhenxi Army defected, but he did not."

"Just now, if it weren't for Lu Fengnian and his men holding them back, we wouldn't have been able to surround these Great Zhou cavalry."

"What is Lu Fengnian trying to do? Is he going out alone to his death?"

……

Lu Fengnian had exceptional hearing, so he naturally heard these discussions as well.

However, he had no time to pay attention to that at the moment; as he rode his warhorse, his gaze was fixed firmly on Li Chengqian.

At this moment, as long as Li Chengqian is shot and killed, the morale of the Great Zhou army, which has just risen, will surely plummet, and the situation can be reversed immediately.

Lu Fengnian's goal was clear: to shoot Li Chengqian.

Li Chengqian also saw Lu Fengnian, and after his initial surprise, he immediately guessed what Lu Fengnian was thinking.

After a moment's thought, he immediately issued the order.

Subsequently, more than thirty archers from the Great Zhou army ran to the front of the column, while Li Chengqian slowed down slightly and joined the cavalry behind him.

Lu Fengnian maintained his speed and continued to rush forward.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, two hundred zhang, one hundred and eighty zhang, one hundred and fifty zhang...

Li Chengqian gritted his teeth and said, "This man is named Lu Fengnian. He is a master archer in the Daqing Army. His archery is very accurate and his range is extremely long."

"Later, set aside your archers' arrogance and reserve. Once he's within seventy zhang (approximately 33 meters), immediately begin firing. Everyone, draw your bows and shoot! We must kill him in one volley!"

He hated Lu Fengnian to the core, and now that he had such a good opportunity to shoot him, how could he miss it?

The thirty-odd archers of the Great Zhou Dynasty at the forefront bowed in unison to obey the order, and as they charged forward, they took the longbows off their horses, ready to fire at any moment.

The distance continues to shrink.

When the two sides were only a hundred feet apart, Lu Feng took a deep breath and prepared to fire.

One hundred zhang, ninety-five zhang, ninety zhang...

The thirty-odd archers of the Great Zhou were already adjusting their breathing, their eyes fixed on Lu Fengnian.

When they were within seventy feet of each other, they immediately drew their bows and shot Lu Fengnian dead on the spot.