Among the generals in Guandong, Chen Tai is the first, followed by Wang Chang, then Wang Ji, and then Chen Qian.

Shibao and Zhoutai are slightly weaker than Chen Qian in terms of reputation and military strategy.

In the Battle of Shouchun, Sima Zhao also led Wang Ji and Chen Qian to resist Zhuge Dan and Zhu Yi.

The gold content of killing this person is much higher than that of Yang Hu.

In this kind of weather, if 30,000 infantry troops were bitten by more than 40,000 cavalry troops, the fate could be imagined.

It's not that Chen Qian and Yang Hu are incompetent, but they entered the battlefield planned by Yang Zheng and were caught in the flaw, which greatly magnified the advantage of the cavalry.

Before the two armies met, the scouts from both sides strangled each other.

The land of Weibei is full of small-scale contact battles.

The reason why Yang Zheng was able to grasp first-hand information about the armies in Guanzhong was due to a scout battalion of 2,000 people.

The pro-military army is the elite of Liangzhou, while the scout battalion is the elite of the elite.

It requires not only force, but also flexibility of mind.

Of course, the rewards in the Scout Battalion are also the highest. After two years of service, one can be promoted to the rank of Cloud Cavalier, three years of Flying Cavalier, and four years of Knight Rider.

There has long been a rumor in the army: If you are a true hero, you should join the scout camp. You will be a knight in the clouds in one year and a general in four years!

After four years in the scout camp, you will be a mid-level officer at the level of commander. If you have meritorious service, you will be directly promoted to captain.

Even if you retire, you can still serve as a local pavilion chief or county captain.

With a scout camp of two thousand people, and nearly ten thousand Qiang and Hu cavalry, every move in Guanzhong was under Yang Zheng's nose!

However, as the scouts frantically strangled, Chen Qian seemed to smell an ominous aura, so he did not rush forward and formed a small formation to move forward slowly.

"Chen Qian's troops have arrived at Lianshao, and the vanguard of Sima Zhao's front army has reached Xiagui with 5,000 cavalry!" The scouts sent back news of the enemy's troops again and again.

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Xiagui, ten thousand years, the lotus spoon just forms a triangle.

Five thousand cavalry came up, but they could only die.

"Where is Sima Zhao's army?"

"Sima Zhao's army is still south of the Wei River and is coming to Xiagui!"

An opportunity to grab grain from the fire.

If Chen Qian and Sima Zhao meet up, such an opportunity will never happen again.

"Call the troops not to worry about their horse power, but to speed up and attack Chen Qian!" Yang Zheng gave the decisive order.

Now it's time to fight the slow with the fast.

After eating Chen Qian, Sima Zhao's army of hundreds of thousands was left alone!

Horse hooves roared, trampling the ground in Guanzhong.

There was a solemn atmosphere in the wilderness, with no trace of human beings.

This was originally the place where the Han people flourished, but now there are no roosters crowing for hundreds of miles and no human habitation for thousands of miles.

Only the wild foxes and rabbits were disturbed by the sound of horse hooves. On the distant hills, gray wolves stopped and stared, as if they smelled the smell of blood.

In less than an hour, the Laihua Pagoda in Lianshao County seemed to be nailed to the earth with the tip of a spear.

"Stop!" Yang Zheng looked at the continuous woods south of Lianshao City and suddenly felt something was wrong.

In Lianshao and Chongquan, there were still large forests in this era, stretching all the way to the Weishui River.

The dead trees were covered with ice, and some green pine trees also had ice flowers frozen in them.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a forest of ice and snow.

The presence of woods is not conducive to cavalry.

The ambush troops can circle behind you from the ice forest.

There are foxes and hares everywhere along the way, as well as wild wolves.

When we arrived at the edge of the forest, there were no wild animals.

There must be something inside.

When Yang Zheng was hesitating, a Wei army was coming in force from the northeast and stood on the high slope to the north, forming an infantry formation.

There seems to be no time to think about it.

"I would like to lead an army to charge into the formation!" Wen Yang said with cupped hands.

As soon as Wenyang came out, the others fell silent.

Yang Zheng nodded.

Wen Yang reined up his horse and stepped out of the formation. Chang Yang made a move behind him, and a group of about a thousand fine cavalry galloped out from the formation. Just like him, everyone was in the spirit of a dragon and a horse. Under the cold wind, one of them was naked.

On the upper body, with a five-foot-long sword in his left hand and a long spear in his right hand, he rushed in front of the troops.

This tall figure seemed familiar to Yang Zheng, "Who is this person?"

This level of pretentiousness is much better than Liu Heng.

Liu Heng is a bit of a talkative and bully person, but when he really encounters a ruthless person, he will take the initiative and take the other way around.

At first glance, this person might have something wrong with his brain.

Yang Zheng cursed in his heart.

But having said that, this approach gave the soldiers a great incentive.

"Isn't this Li Xiang, Li Te's younger brother?" Pang Qing recognized the person.

When he heard this name, Yang Zheng was shocked. Aren't Li Xiang, Zhao Xiong, and Xia Houxu together with the boss Yang Yi?

If he is on board, isn't Yang Yi also in the army?

I have been so busy these days that I have forgotten about this.

It's too late to take it back now.

Yang Zheng was sweating in his heart. He usually said he would treat everyone equally, but when it came to his own son, how could he really treat everyone equally?

Thousands of crossbows were fired on the hillside, and arrows rained down like rain.

Fortunately, Wenyang's cavalry were elite cavalry, and everyone wore cold-forged armor. They could not cause effective damage at a distance of more than a hundred steps.

Wen Yang did not really charge head-on, but suddenly made a turn. The cavalry drew an arc and fired hundreds of crossbow arrows. They also shot down dozens of enemies, causing a small chaos.

There were three knights beside Li Xiang who charged forward. One of them took out a round shield and stood in front of him.

Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The fine knights circled around the hillside, as if falcons were searching for the opening of their prey.

There were only three thousand people on the hillside at most, so they looked too much like bait.

Wenyang circled to the west, but the enemy's shields and spears were unable to rotate properly, and more than a thousand fine cavalry stabbed them hard like unsheathed sharp knives.

In an instant, blood-colored flowers bloomed on the pale earth.

Like an ink painting, Wen Yang draws several strokes of blood red on the black ink background.

Spears and shields were smashed one after another, and people were knocked away.

After Liangzhou horses were equipped with horseshoes, they became even more powerful. The enemy's crotch armor and leather armor had no protective effect at all.

The naked Li Xiang looked like an evil dragon, firing his bow left and right, slashing and stabbing with swords and spears, and those who were hit fell off their horses one after another.

Blood and broken flesh soon splashed all over him.

However, the image is even more ferocious and terrifying, like a red-shell crab, waving two big claws and running rampant in the array.

The other three are not bad either.

Zhao Xiong was on the left, Xia Houxu was on the right, and Yang Yi was in the middle. The four of them worked together to kill all directions. There were more than a dozen personal guards sent by Yang Zheng on the outside, who skillfully used crossbows to kill any threatening enemies.

Wenyang on the other side is still as brave as ever, with long branches dancing, falling flowers in colorful colors, and spots of blood, galloping freely among the swords and spears as if they are in an uninhabited land.

It seems as if he was born to belong to the battlefield and to fight.

How can these state and county soldiers from Yanyu resist these tigers and wolves?

In the blink of an eye, the array was cut through, leaving corpses on the ground, and others retreated one after another.

Wen Yang would not chase and lead the cavalry back to their own formation.

"Fortunately, I have lived up to my destiny!" Wen Yang, wearing a silver mask, looked like a god.

Liu Heng's big eyes were filled with only envy.

Pang Hui had a complicated look on his face.

Apart from Liu Heng, the only person who disagreed with Pang Hui was Wen Yang.

On that day, if Pang would abandon Wen Yang and escape by himself, both of them would have a thorn in their hearts.

"Ciqian is worthy of being a descendant of Qiaojun!" Yang Zheng's ancestral home is Yangxia, Chenjun, which is only a dozen miles away from Qiaopei. If he rubs the edges and puts some gold on his face, he can still be regarded as a descendant of Qiaopei. After all, he has three generations of ancestors and grandsons.

They are all part of the Cao family, and spiritually they are already Qiao Pei's disciples.
Chapter completed!