War has no sacrifice-free outcome, Zhao Xi is well aware of this.

  But when he saw the left wing led by Sun Jie repeatedly breaking through and being blocked, with soldiers constantly decreasing. Zhao Xi couldn't help it.

  These are not those rotten eggs of the Imperial Guard in Beijing, but the Western Army. Every general is a treasure to Zhao Xi.

  Take another look at these officials watching from the sidelines... no one pays attention to themselves.

  Zhao Xi suddenly propped himself against the railing and jumped down from the high platform...

  "Your Highness..."

  A shout came from behind, Yu Jing's voice was already hoarse. Zhao Xi couldn't bear it anymore and really couldn't watch it anymore.

  "Everyone in the guard corps is here! Charge!"

  When Zhao Xi also shouted out this sound, under the high platform waiting for orders... actually it was the Imperial Guard protecting the palace, reflexively standing at attention.

  Zhao Xi didn't give them time to react, and directly opened his legs to charge forward, with two military daggers in hand...

  Let's go! Your Highness, what are you going to make a fuss about?

  There was no time for interception or dissuasion. The entire guard battalion, including the instructors, rushed forward one after another.

  It's already a habit, in the moment of charging, what should be fast is faster, what should be busy is busier, and soon it forms a sharp triangle. And Zhao Xi also arrived at the center of the entire triangle.

  "Your Highness, how can you be so careless?"

  While running, Lü Gongzi did not forget to scold Zhao Xi. This was also the first time he spoke to Zhao Xi in such a tone.

  This is not a drill, it's not a joke. Your Highness actually personally led the army into battle so hastily...

  "Hey uncle, you think I'm standing on a high platform, so it's not reckless, right? But what is this? Watching the excitement? I, Zhao Xi, can't do that!"

  Zhao Xi didn't care about slang at all in such an emotional state.

  As the commander, Di Qing was always paying attention to the battlefield. When Sun Jie fell into a passive position, he saw it, but felt that the opportunity had not yet arrived...

  This so-called fighter, no matter how you say it, each commander has his own ability to capture the fighter, which is indescribable, and it's just the experience after going through many battles.

  If it can be said, then it's just a feeling that hasn't reached the other person's limit yet, or in other words, it still can't achieve a knockout effect.

  However, Di Qing saw that on their own side, behind the main camp, a greenish-yellow mass was moving towards the melee... It's the Guard Camp!

  Look again at the high platform, it's already in disarray.

  His Highness jumped down, and the other civil and military officials on the platform could no longer bear it.

  Hurry, hurry, push and shove to find a way down! The only son of the imperial family, the only heir to the throne, if something happens to him in the chaos, even the officials on duty will not forgive these courtiers who are still watching the excitement!

  Your Highness? Your Highness is not on the high platform? That easily recognizable grass green color can't be seen from behind now!

  Di Qing knew that trouble was brewing! Once the prince got into trouble, even if it was just a scratch, he would still be in big trouble and might even have to bind up the entire Zhi Gao family in the capital!

  What are you waiting for? Not a moment of hesitation. Di Qing quickly gave the order, and the drums sounded for the two-winged cavalry to charge forward.

  The observation platform was only a mile away from the real battlefield. Before long, the guard battalion would soon come into contact with that chaotic scene.

  Suddenly, a voice was heard: Fall in! Then the whole guard battalion transformed, or that green procession transformed.

  At this time, the War Troop was only about 20 meters away. The left and right wings might still have Western army soldiers on the periphery, but the vanguard had pierced through the middle road. All that could be seen were black-clad You soldiers everywhere.

  Only saw the guards standing in five rows...

  "Bang... Bang... Slap... Slap..."

  Mixed with the sound of firecrackers, there were all sorts of wails and howls.

  What... what is this?

  Yu Jing was still in mid-air, hadn't landed on the ground yet, and looked over in the direction of the sound...

  Zhao Xi was already lagging behind at this time, with Lü Gongzhu, Han Yun, Su Song and Wang Tao by his side. The four instructors, each holding a whip, tightly surrounded Zhao Xi.

  They were even farther away from the battlefield.

  It's not that Zhao Xi didn't want to scratch the itch, but he was being held back.

  The Imperial Guard can fight and instruct, but the Crown Prince cannot.

  Zhao Xi also knew it was impossible... just watch then.

  The guards are now in standard volley fire mode. When the order to line up is shouted, the first row quickly takes position and doesn't aim, anyway there are only black-clad soldiers in front of them, so they directly pull the trigger.

  The first row finished shooting, the second and third rows moved forward, the second row continued to shoot... so on, circulating shots, alternating loading, advancing step by step.

  It's no wonder that Su Song was a genius, he not only invented the fire lance, but also standardized gunpowder and bullets.

  Just after finishing the first round of shooting, the enemy soldiers in front of the guard battalion had already dispersed...

  It wasn't scattered, this round of shooting didn't kill many, but those iron beads were too painful when they entered the human body. Those who were hit couldn't bear that kind of pain and involuntarily let out a loud wail, it was a miserable cry...

  What can most disrupt the morale of an army? It is this kind of mournful cry that can most effectively crush a person's will to fight.

  One slash killed, one shot killed, no time to shout, the person has fallen. But on the side of the guard camp, most are still alive, just let you howl...

  At this time, the sound of horseshoes came from both sides of the mountain slope...

  Di Qing and Yang Wenguang led their cavalry to quickly kill from behind the two wings of Nong Zhigao's army.

  Dazed! The entire army can be replaced with this one word at this time, all of them are dazed!

  It started with a string of firecracker-like sounds, followed by ear-piercing howls that made one's hair stand on end, and then came the thundering hooves of nearly a thousand warhorses.

  Have you seen this battle?

  There are many mountains in Guangnan, and cavalry is not very useful, let alone large-scale use of cavalry.

  As for those copper pipes that can spew out iron beads and make people feel unbearable pain, they have never been recognized...

  At this time, the first reaction is to escape!

  This is a battlefield of tens of thousands of people. Although it's not to the point where people are squeezed together, if you want to turn around and leave the battlefield, how easy can that be?

  The front troops retreated to the back, while the rear troops still had to move forward. Some wanted to escape with their lives, while others were engaged in fierce battles with the Western army. As a result, the entire battlefield was thrown into chaos.

  The king's troops are not in disarray! The distinctive uniforms of the Imperial Guard and the familiar sound of cavalry charging are all our own.

  Even if they have fallen into a desperate situation, at this moment they know that victory is in sight. Originally, they still had the idea of dying necessarily, and were numbly waiting for battle. At this time, their fighting spirit was reignited once again.

  Thus, the entire battlefield changed in an instant. The left and right routes and the central army, which had been difficult to gather, broke through the enemy's blockade in just a few moments and quickly joined forces.

  The guard battalion continued to advance, selecting places with many enemy soldiers, firing in waves... advancing, then firing again, and advancing again.

  Then... then they couldn't shoot anymore. The enemy soldiers fled and the Western army slaughtered, it was all mixed up and you couldn't tell who was who anymore.

  "Form up! Charge!"

  Only to hear another set of military orders, the guard camp changed formation again. At this time, Zhao Xie jumped down from the high platform and led the charge in the same formation as before... It was also at this time that people discovered that the copper pipe of the guard camp was not only capable of spitting out pearls, but the black and shiny bayonet on top, paired with the four-foot-long pipe behind it... This was a long gun.

  What's even more astonishing is that when the commander wielding the copper tube swings it, the impact of the copper tube's tail hitting the enemy soldier is equivalent to a guandao.