Peace Order Chapter 534 - 534 29 Great Victory Annihilation!3

534: Chapter 29: Great Victory, Annihilation!_3 534: Chapter 29: Great Victory, Annihilation!_3 The Yuwen Family’s army had about two thousand who surrendered, the rest either died in battle or were swept away by the river, unknown where, and so escaped.

Over a thousand died, and when this number was known, Yuwen Tianxian, now a captive, twitched his cheeks.

On Li Guanyi’s side, out of one thousand eight hundred people, only over one thousand six hundred remained.

Even with “Moon-shrinking Formation”, even with water attacks, even with Li Guanyi charging the lines and the heavy cavalry breaking through, the gap in sheer strength was still terrifying, as the other side also had a crossbow unit.

Over a hundred died in battle, and many of the remaining were injured.

Furthermore, there were still many horses alive, and there were a total of three thousand five hundred sets of armor, and weapons, provisions, etc.

that were intercepted, were all transported back.

The young man was silent for a long ti.

Military confrontation is cruel; death is inevitable once you step onto the battlefield.

This is also sothing that the Military School and generals must face.

Ling Pingyang noticed the ntal state of this young general, and took the initiative to change the subject, saying, “It’s a pity we didn’t achieve annihilation.

If we had captured them completely, there would have been great fa.”

Suddenly a gentle voice ca, “That may not necessarily be the case.”

Ling Pingyang was astonished and turned around, only to see this simple tent being opened up and a few won walked in, leading them was a woman dressed in leather armor, wearing a veil on her face, revealing only a pair of incredibly beautiful eyes, it was Nangong Wung.

Fan Qing bowed and said, “General, these ladies brought back three to four hundred fleeing soldiers.”

“The enemy had eleven hundred sixty-three dead, three hundred thirty-seven escaped, they are all here.”

Although Fan Qing did not understand military tactics, in these chaotic tis, where the world’s armies had been clashing for over three hundred years, influenced by what he had seen and heard, he understood what this represented—

Annihilation!

Either kill or capture!

Fan Qing’s heart raced with powerful beats, his breathing beca heavy.

The young man suddenly rembered his teacher’s words.

Annihilation warfare is a battle to kill or capture all or most of the enemy, completely depriving the enemy of their ability to fight.

Ling Pingyang was speechless for a mont, leaving nothing but amazent.

Fan Qing, along with Mr.

Lei Lei Laong, that group of physicians, and those young people.

They cheered for their victory because they could survive, because of a heavier, burning thing in the depths of their heart, their eyes brightened, their clothes torn, with traces of fresh blood, they hugged each other fiercely out of excitent, sadness for the departure of friends, and relief of having survived.

Then they roared and shouted toward the sky as if venting.

For their first appearance on the chaotic battlefield of this era, this group, considered re rabble, had stord into this world like bullish wild buffalo, achieving their first battle with records of “victory with fewer against many” and “victory with the weak over the strong” in annihilating warfare.

Ling Pingyang looked deeply at these warriors, then said, “But how can you few intercept so many fleeing soldiers?

Even if they have abandoned their helts and armor, running amok is still uncatchable.”

Abandoning helts and armor is no joke.

But it’s true.

It was still late sumr, unbearably hot, and in the condition of a retreating army, the armor was suffocatingly hot and extrely heavy, making one slow down.

The fleeing soldiers all thought the sa thing—to run faster than their comrades, discarding their armor and throwing away their helts, even discarding their swords, all in hopes of running faster.

Nangong Wung, playing with the short knife in her hand, nonchalantly said, “According to that old Mr.

Pang, we left so traps in the places where they were retreating.

Lacking soldiers and generals, we definitely couldn’t capture many of them, and then, this sister ca.”

“Just played a piece of zither music, and those few hundred armor-less martial artists started scrambling.”

“I found so people, and soon brought them back.”

Ling Pingyang exclaid, “Skilled in military formations, a military Yin Yang family?”

A gentle voice ca, “The general jests.

It’s just that their ntal state was already in disarray.

If their military spirit was calm and they had commanders, my zither music would have been useless.”

A woman stepped forward, beautifully featured, with hair like clouds and an extraordinarily calm deanor.

Li Guanyi’s movents froze slightly.

Murong Qiushui.

A small head suddenly peeked out from behind Aunt, with silver hair cascading down, her face showing little emotion.

Murong Qiushui smiled and beckoned the young general over, saying, “Li Nu’er?”

Ling Pingyang: “…”

Fan Qing: “…”

Pang Shuiyun: “…”

The three of them instinctively looked at the one who had just debuted and directly crushed a second-tier military unit, achieving a record of annihilating warfare, their minds montarily blank.

It seed impossible to associate this war general, who rode a Qilin, swung a two-yard-long Battle Halberd, wore a general-level Iron Futu armor, and roared back and forth across the battlefield, with the na “Li Nu’er.”

The only one, the unrivalled beauty, laughed unapologetically.

Li Guanyi picked up a pen next to him to knock on Nangong Wung’s head.

Nangong Wung had already escaped with the wind, and Li Guanyi, dressed in armor, looked at Aunt and sent the generals away, then approached, saying, “Aunt, how did you co here?”

Murong Qiushui stretched out her hand and touched Li Guanyi’s hair, looking at the scars on the young man’s face:

“Here, to see how you are doing.”

“And to bring so gifts for Li Nu’er.”

Li Guanyi grabbed Aunt’s wrist and probed with Inner Qi, sensing Murong Qiushui’s aura, he frowned, “Aunt, your Dharma Form dilemma has not been resolved, you shouldn’t use Primordial Spirit and ‘Jiangnan Misty Rain Twelve-story Building Skill’.”