Lu Shuixianbei's soldiers suddenly felt a little scared, as if the God of Death stuck out its head from the sea of blood and smiled meaningfully at them.
The array of Han cavalry is like a hammer and a giant blade. The Han cavalry charging forward skillfully arranged the most commonly used battle formations. Two cavalrymen relied on each other to form a group, and then
Make way for about one and a half spaces vertically. Under the collision of high-speed galloping, if you don't want a head-on collision, you can only be forced to enter such a narrow and bloody passage, and then meet all kinds of weapons coming from both sides.
Weapon greeting, under such circumstances, there is no way to break away from the scythe of death, it can only be a matter of how long you hold on.
The two sides came into contact with each other in an instant. The soldiers who collided directly were turned upside down, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Whether it is on horses or soldiers' armor, the Han cavalry is more sophisticated than Lu Shui's Xianbei soldiers, and the overall weight is greater than that of Xianbei soldiers without armor, so even if the two sides collide
, it is still the Han cavalry that has a certain advantage. Coupled with a killer like Lu Bu, the advantages continue to accumulate. At the end, the speed of Lu Shuixianbei's cavalry was suppressed, while the speed of the Han cavalry basically did not decrease much. It was simply
It just hits everything it encounters. It really hits people and people, and horses hit horses. It is invincible and no one can stop it.
The Han cavalry on horseback held sabers in their hands, either on the left or right side, roaring wildly, slashing and killing at will. The Lu Shui Xianbei soldiers who entered the passage felt as if they were running into a road of death. On this road
Countless swords, swords, and fierce figures seemed to have no end at all. No soldier could run out of this 600-step death passage unless the road was filled with people. It would be impossible to kill them all...
The Han cavalry with Lu Bu's blessing exerted twelve levels of power, like a fierce beast jumping out of the sea of blood, devouring the opponent's head in one bite, and like an endless deep pool, throwing it into
There were so many living beings whose flesh and blood did not make a sound. Lu Shui Xianbei's cavalry soldiers could only do some damage at the beginning, but the further they went, the less they had the power to fight back. They were killed and their blood flowed like rivers. In the blink of an eye,
In the meantime, nearly a thousand people just disappeared on the battlefield.
In Lu Bu's opinion, the front line that killed Lu Shuixianbei seemed to be just an appetizer soup before a big meal. It would only make Lu Bu feel hungry instead of feeling full...
"Kill these bastards!"
Lu Bu roared, waving Fang Tian's painted halberd, without stopping or slowing down at all, trampling on the bodies of Lu Shuixianbei's soldiers and horses, still running wildly, like wind and residual clouds, carrying wind and thunder rolling, roaring, towards
Go with King Fei Yun's center formation in Juqu!
Behind Lu Bu and others, only a patch of bloody and broken limbs was left. Hundreds of men and horses fell in a pool of blood, staining the ground...
King Fei Yun of Juqu had no reserve army. He suddenly realized that if he could not stop Lu Bu's sharp array rushing forward, then naturally he could not stop the advance of the Han cavalry, leaving only the Lu Shui tribe.
A dead end!
The only way is to shrink the formation, and we must not use the loose formation that Xianbei is accustomed to, otherwise we will still give meat to the Han cavalry!
King Fei Yun of Juqu immediately ordered his men to blow the horn to shrink the formation. He prepared to use a dense formation to collide with the Han cavalry head-on, forcing them to slow down, and then surrounded them with the advantage of numbers, and finally lost the
The fast Han cavalry lost their flexibility and stopped completely.
In the face of death, some people will be too timid to take any action, while others will become even more crazy. These Xianbei nomads who were originally struggling for their lives in the desert, especially the direct guards of King Juqu Feiyun
, before the arrival of the death scythe, they became more and more fierce and more and more crazy. These people were like zombies who had lost all thinking ability. They only knew how to fight with their personal instincts and put their lives on the line.
On the table, flip the cards with Death.
The soldiers of the Lushui tribe used suicidal attacks, regardless of the strategy of hitting each other, but it was somewhat effective.
The Han cavalry galloping on the battlefield, running at a crazy speed like a raging bison, began to slowly slow down.
King Fei Yun of Juqu shouted: "Blow the trumpet! Blow the trumpet! Let the boys of the Ma family march from the flank!"
The desolate and sad horn horn rippled through the desert, but Ma Xiu just stared at the battlefield in front of him, and did not lead his soldiers to charge into the flank of the Han army's cavalry, as King Juqu Feiyun had hoped...
"King Fei Yun is in the battle formation, and his sight is blocked. He can't see. In such a situation, we still need to fight... There is also a group of Han cavalry over there..." Matthew pointed with the tiger-head gun and sucked it.
He took a breath and said, "Did you see it? Over there in the ditch... waiting for us to rush up..."
Pound was silent for a moment and said, "What should we do?"
Matthew said: "Blow the trumpet and withdraw... while the Lushui tribe is holding back the cavalry marching to the west..."
"But..." Pound hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Are we just leaving like this? That's not possible..."
Matthew raised his head and looked at the blood-red sun looming among the clouds. Then he lowered his head and turned the horse's head while saying: "Take care of yourself first... Let's go back first and bring a message to the Lushui tribe.
... How much you can escape depends on your life... Anyway, since the Zhengxi Cavalry has already chased here, even if they win this battle, what can they do? Maybe there will be more people coming next time... Withdraw
Bar……"
The whimpering sound of the horn was transmitted back, making King Juqu Feiyun's heart feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, instantly freezing!
"Traitor! Damn you!" King Fei Yun of Juqu roared angrily, "Young Ma boy! Traitor! Damn traitor!"
It's not that Lu Shuixianbei's soldiers didn't understand the meaning of the horn. Under such circumstances, they had begun to panic. Even if the barbarians were less familiar and abandoned, they would still notice that something was wrong...
King Juqu Fei Yun regretted very much, regretting that he had listened to Ma Xiu's rhetoric. Ma Xiu said that the soldiers who conquered the west were just like the generals sent by the Han emperor before, and they would not stay in this inhospitable place for a long time.
After a long time, he will inevitably go back. At that stage, he can go to Longyou to contact those Qiang people who had friendship with the Ma family before, and then return to Jincheng.
What Ma Xiu said is indeed the same as the situation during the period of Emperor Heng and Ling Emperor. When the imperial army came, the Qiang and Xianbei people could not fight and ran away. Then when the imperial army retreated, the Qiang and Xianbei people returned to their original state.
The place was at most like a migration of pastures, so King Fei Yun of Juqu also felt that it made sense, so he did not continue to the west, but stayed and waited for the time to return.
And now, when he saw the banner of the Han Army's Western Cavalry appearing on the horizon, King Juqu Feiyun already felt something bad in his heart, but there was still only a meager hope, until it was completely shattered...
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King Juqu Feiyun's troops were like dough. They were beaten hard by the Han cavalry led by Lu Bu and had a large dent in them. If they continued according to King Juqu Feiyun's idea, they would indeed be able to surround Lu Bu.
The possibility of waiting for others, but after Matthew brought the flanking troops to the rear, there was a gap, and the hope of victory was naturally completely shattered...
To block the charge of Lu Bu and others, the soldiers must have strong faith to intercept with all their might. Now Matthew's horn almost made King Juqu Feiyun see a scene that completely broke him. Many soldiers of the Lushui tribe
, also followed the sound of Matthew's horn, began to turn around, and prepared to escape...
King Juqu Fei Yun's heart felt as heavy as lead. The fiery red Han warrior in front of him was like a huge flag, flying wantonly and fluttering on the battlefield...
"Withdraw!" Juqu Fei Yunzhao turned the horse's head diagonally, "Let's withdraw!"
Defeating a group of cavalry on an open battlefield is nothing, but completely surrounding a group of fleeing cavalry is almost impossible.
The defeated Xianbei cavalry of the Lushui tribe were very experienced, like cockroaches that had burst their nest, swarming away from every breach. Even though Lu Bu, Jiang Ji, and Wei Xu seemed to be carrying three net bags,
Continuous hunting and killing still cannot completely stop these Xianbei people from escaping.
Running away if you can't win is the Hu people's way of survival. It's like withered grass burned by wildfire. Even though the ground is miserable and turned into black ashes, as long as the underground roots are not pried out, there is still hope.
It will grow back one day.
But this time, where will the blood-red fire burn? When will it go out?
King Fei Yun of Juqu did not know.
Matthew doesn't know either.
Even the various tribes and small countries in the Western Regions don't know.
They just knew that the extremely powerful Han Dynasty back then seemed to be making a comeback...
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The Xianbei here was beaten away, and the Xianbei over there came again.
In fact, the Han Dynasty was almost impossible to completely prevent these poor relatives from visiting the border areas in terms of defense. Sometimes they were smiling, sometimes they were carrying knives, sometimes they were smiling and carrying knives, and sometimes they had nothing at all.
I just brought a few licorice roots pulled out of some ravine, and then I bowed to him, saying it was fairy grass, and I wanted to exchange it for something to eat...
And just like the double festivals for cats and dogs, they are linked to each other. After Double Eleven, there will be Double Eleven. If Double Eleven was not the birthday of the Chang family, I would really like to come once a month, one month at a time.
In the north of Youzhou, outside Yuyang City, a cavalryman came to the city with dust, blood, and frightening news: "Xianbei, Xianbei went south..."
Yuan Xi woke up from his sleep and stared: "What?! Xianbei went south?!"
"Yes, report back to the Second Young Master..." The messenger breathed rapidly, looking a little nervous. Of course, he was more at a loss and quite a bit scared, "The Xianbei people are coming... there are many, twenty or thirty thousand.
people……"
Yuan Xi's hands were trembling slightly and he asked: "Whose flag is it?"
"It's Kirby Neng... and there are more than a dozen other tribes..." the messenger replied, "This time, there are more people than before..."
"Why?" Yuan Xi asked subconsciously, and soon realized that he had asked a stupid question, so he quickly changed his words and said, "When did it happen? Why was there no news at all before?"
"Reporting to the Second Young Master, these Xianbei also appeared suddenly..." The messenger also felt strange, "They didn't come in autumn. Normally they shouldn't come... But I didn't expect..."
Yuan Xi was a little confused, but he also knew that he couldn't get any answers to the problem from the messengers, so he could only say: "I know... and then send someone to find out more..."
Yes, normally, the Xianbei people go south in autumn, but this time it is in winter. What is the reason? Could it be that the Xianbei people knew that their father Yuan Shao was leading his troops south, so Jizhou Kong came to take advantage of it? If so, then
Who was the one who provided the information to the Xianbei people? The Xianbei people wanted the salt and iron from Yuyang last time, and they must have come here for this time. So can they resist it this time?
Twenty to thirty thousand...
What happened to these Xianbei people?
Just choose some of the old and weak among these Xianbei people. After deducting all the miscellaneous things, let's calculate it to 10,000, which is enough for Yuyang to drink a pot...
Today's Youzhou is really not the Youzhou where Gongsun Zan's Baima Yi came and went. On the one hand, because the army was incorporated, and on the other hand, because many of the big families in Youzhou were affected by the war, their strength has dropped by more than one level.
Dealing with Xianbei going south was even more difficult.
"Come here!" Yuan Xi shouted, "Send a message to Yecheng quickly...ask for reinforcements!"
In the next three days, one bad news after another came back from the front line. The Xianbei people were like locusts, eating all the way, constantly swallowing the military villages and villages on the border of Youzhou, turning them into scorched earth.
Then rest and move forward again, like a group of evil ghosts escaping from hell, tearing apart the only abundance in northern Youzhou...
The atmosphere around Yuyang is becoming more and more tense day by day.
Those who still had some ability felt that the momentum was not right, so they moved their families to Jizhou. Those who were reluctant to leave their homeland gritted their teeth and braved the risks, pinning their hopes on the defense of Yuyang's city walls. A large number of civilians worked day and night to repair and build the defense system.
Then I hope that this can isolate the Xianbei people's swords and guns.
On the seventh day, worse news came...
More Xianbei people came, this time not only Kebi Neng, but also Bu Dugen. The two Xianbei kings came together and brought dozens of Xianbei tribes of different sizes.
Yuan Xi almost collapsed. He looked south day and night. Father, father, the child is here. Here, the Xianbei people are coming soon. They are coming soon. Where are your reinforcements?
