Chapter 793: The cavalry formation’s surprise attack
People were roaring, horses were neighing, and the earth was trembling. The sound of the battle between the Southern Xiongnu and the Yinshan Xianbei Army spread far and far. Even the Feiqian troops about ten miles away from the battlefield could hear it clearly.
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Zhang Ji said with some vibrato: "They... they started fighting!"
This tremor is not a nervous tremor, but a bit overwhelming with excitement.
The sounds on the battlefield seemed like dozens of kittens in the arms, scratching and scratching, which made Zhang Ji unable to hold back.
Zhang Ji longed for the battlefield, strictly speaking, he longed for meritorious service.
Ma Yue is an old man. He seems to have followed Fei Qianfei Zhonglang since he arrived in Bingzhou, so he is not among Zhang Ji's comparisons. But now Xu Huang has the great victory in Yulin, Zhao Yun has the ability to capture and kill King Youxian, and Zhang Ji himself,
It seemed that he was just wandering around in Yulin, but he didn't catch anything. Even King Youxian, who was close at hand, finally ran away and fell into Zhao Yun's hands.
It is the long-cherished wish of every general to be able to expand territory and have the opportunity to become the leading commander of the Yin Mountains like Wei Qing and Huo Qubing. Zhang Ji is no exception. When he was very young, he heard about famous generals such as Wei Qing and Huo Qubing.
I have also heard about how they fought against the barbarians and how they achieved those proud achievements. I have also imagined more than once that one day I can command thousands of troops and fight in the vast grassland and desert.
Above, a decisive battle with the barbarians, and now, this dream is so close, how can Zhang Ji not feel excited and excited?
People in Kanto can never understand why people in Kansai can be so brave and fearless of life and death, just like people in Kanto can never understand why huge amounts of money and manpower were spent on the pre-Qin and early Han dynasties.
Deserts like the northwest have no value for farming.
Starting from Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu, the Kwantung nobles who gradually gained a say in the court had a national policy that required huge military expenditures to operate and maintain this land in the northwest. In the eyes of the Kwantung people, it was simply the largest
This idea of wasting people and ruining wealth also greatly influenced the emperors of the Han Dynasty after Liu Xiu. They basically did not care about the entire northwest region. If they were attached, they would accept it but not rebel. If they rebelled, they would leave without pursuing it.
Because the Guandong gentry were not familiar with and did not pay attention to the northwest area of the Han Dynasty's territory, the Han Dynasty gradually lost its political and military dominance in the entire region from Bingzhou to the Western Regions. It was precisely because of this kind of rule
The power of the Han Dynasty was weakened and eliminated, and the Northern Hu people and the Qiang people in the Western Regions began to cause constant rebellions, which eventually became the biggest and worst scar of the Han Dynasty. It also caused the Han Dynasty to put down these rebellions and prevent them from threatening the central government.
Instead, the imperial court consumed more and greater financial, material, and manpower...
Perhaps when it insisted on maintaining the Bingzhou and Western Regions, it only cost tens of millions or hundreds of millions. However, in order to save these tens of millions, the Han Dynasty had to spend billions in the end.
For Zhang Ji, and even for the vast majority of Feiqian soldiers, they were Han people who grew up here. They deeply experienced the disasters and pain of the Hu people, so when Feiqian told them that they were coming to attack Yinshan
, seemed to inspire the deepest desire in their hearts.
He defeated Xianbei, rode his horse on Yin Mountain, and became famous all over the world in one battle.
This sentiment was not only shared by Zhang Ji, but also by the vast majority of Feiqin soldiers.
Some of these people had followed Fei Qian since Bingzhou, some were Baibo warriors recruited by Fei Qian, and some were Xiliang people like Zhang Ji who had recently taken refuge with Fei Qian, but they all had the same identity, Han people.
Don't you see, I'm a Han man. I'm a weak man, but I'm a prisoner. Please grow a tassel!
Don’t you see, the ancient hero, the supreme light cavalry urges the war cloud!
Seeing that Ma Yue, under the command of the Chinese army's flag, began to lead the Bingzhou cavalry and the Hu people's cavalry to spread out into a crescent formation and slowly surround it forward, Zhang Ji couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his eyes became anxious. Staring closely at Fei Qian, staring at the flag bearer of the Chinese Army beside Fei Qian, hoping that his double-winged double-headed eagle battle flag would be raised high sooner...
And on the battlefield ten miles away:
Blood.
Corpse.
The horse neighs.
The soldiers roared.
Yellow sand dances all over the sky.
There are stumps and broken arms everywhere.
This was a cruel battle. Yuvrou launched his most violent offensive without any reserve force, charging towards the Xianbei cavalry without hesitation. At this moment, he did not think that he was the Southern Huns. Chanyu didn't even think that he might be slashed or killed. He just thought that he was just an ordinary soldier, holding his sword and charging crazily among the soldiers at the front, slashing and sprinting.
The arrows are like clouds, and the sound of hooves is like thunder.
The cold light of the sword was accompanied by pieces of blood mist, looming in the yellow sand that blocked the sky and the sun.
There is blood everywhere.
Hedging and fighting are happening everywhere.
Front arrow formation versus front arrow formation, left wing against left wing, right wing against right wing, center army against center army, nothing fancy, just a simple and brutal cavalry charge!
The swords cut into the bones and flesh, the spears pierced the chest and abdomen, and the arrows pierced the bodies. Soldiers from both sides kept colliding with each other. Some people kept falling off their horses and disappearing under the rolling torrent of horse hooves...
Ordinary Xianbei soldiers once thought that they had the upper hand, because they did not have the same observation skills as Qiumuling Chachar, both psychologically and quantitatively, so they all thought that they were the one who should be tougher. So when they discovered that the Southern Huns were not actually that weak, and were even braver and more ferocious than them, some of them couldn't accept it...
Qiu Muling Chazhaer did not want to fight Yu Fulo, nor did he want to fight Yu Fulo. His goal was to win, not to die proudly. He also knew that the soldiers he led were actually just fighting among various tribes in the Yin Mountains. Strictly speaking, the young men gathered there are not as experienced as those of the Southern Huns on the battlefield.
Under the same situation of being attacked by several people, these veterans of the Southern Huns knew how to exchange the lives of the opponents with minimal injuries, but these young men of the Xianbei tribe, who had not experienced several battles, did not understand this.
So when the cavalry from both sides clashed, Qiu Muling Chachar suddenly felt tremendous pressure.
After the Southern Huns came out in a desperate posture, Qiu Muling Chazhaer did not dare to fight all the way, because he couldn't, he was afraid, and he was worried.
Qiu Mulingcha Chaer also has tribesmen and his own tribe. He doesn't want to be taken over and merged by the lonely general like Zuo Danghu's tribe. So when Yu Fulo rushed towards him menacingly, Qiu Muling Muling Chachaer subconsciously turned his horse to the side, and finally passed by Yuv Luo...
After Qiumuling Chachar led his men and crossed the southern Huns' formations, he looked back at the situation on the left and right wings and found that the losses on both sides should be about the same. Perhaps his own side would be even greater. It would be impossible to continue fighting. As soon as they gained an advantage, they decided to move forward and leave the battlefield.
Forget it, let's not fight. Qiu Muling Chazhaer made an excuse for himself. His victory was not important. At least it was important to save more tribesmen. As for the Southern Huns, Tuoba and Xiao Wang could do it anyway. He left Humphrey and the others alone and went back to the army. Why couldn't he?
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