Thirty percent of the spies were killed or wounded, and their morale had collapsed. If they were not afraid of being chased by the cavalry, they would have dispersed long ago.
"Everyone gathered together, stood in a circular formation, and used the corpses to block the arrows!"
The spies have long since abandoned their humanity, and now they directly hold up the corpses of their companions to form shields, forming a circular formation to consume the arrows of the light cavalry.
A burst of dense horse whistles sounded, and the light cavalry retreated in an orderly manner.
"Okay! They've withdrawn!"
“Everyone who works hard and perseveres will have good results!”
"Money after investment! Money after investment!"
Suddenly, the spies' smiles froze, their eyes widened, and their expressions quickly changed from ecstasy to horror.
They saw heavy cavalry arrayed like a wall, approaching them.
The horses, which were like a wall at first, approached with small steps, then started to trot, and then got faster and faster.
The neat cavalry look like a line from a distance, but up close they look like a row of neat wooden stakes, and even closer... they look like a tall wall with sharp blades!
The wall pushed up towards the spies, lances and sabers flew up and down, the horses accelerated and dashed, and wailing sounds came one after another under the horses' hooves.
The wall-mounting tactic of heavy cavalry is a specialty of the cavalry on the three sides of the northwest.
Later, Li Zicheng also developed the "three walls" tactic from it, but although the number was large, it was mainly light cavalry.
Although Wang Hongyu's number is small, they are heavy cavalry.
Different types of wall riders have their own functions. What is certain is that after rigorous training and this actual combat, this heavy sentry rider can become a truly elite one.
Ma Biao was in the light cavalry team, and he followed him into the battle. At this time, seeing the performance of the heavy cavalry, his heart was in turmoil.
If Kaiyuan Town's 1,500 heavy cavalry could be trained like this, then during the Salhu War, my two brothers and the cavalry would not have been wiped out by the Jiannu cavalry...
The light cavalry continued to hunt down the remaining spies, but in the end few of the enemies were allowed to escape.
An hour later, the heads of hundreds of spies were chopped off and piled together.
A sign was erected in the direction of Jiannu, which read:
"Split up and wait for Jian Nu~"
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In the end, Ma Biao even drew a smiley face, specifically to provoke the slaves and let them know that we were waiting for them with "split operations."
…
In Sun Qing's case, refugees were encouraged to flee.
But he himself surrendered to the slave establishment, so of course he would not send anyone to hunt him down.
He also asked Fan Wencai and his servants to take advantage of the opportunity to go east together to contact Jiannu.
Because they were fleeing from the north of Tieling to the east, which was not the same route as the south of Tieling, they were not pursued by the Sichuan cavalry.
But precisely because of this, Sun Qing knew nothing about the strength of the cavalry in Wang Hongyu's hands, and still regarded it as an ordinary scout for the Southern Army.
When Wang Hongyu came to see him, as expected, he looked panicked and embarrassed.
"Are there spies among the refugees? It seems like we shouldn't have brought the refugees here at all."
Sun Qing put on the airs of a superior officer and pointed out the arrangement.
This is paving the way for placing the blame on the Sichuan Army.
Waiting for the next step, when Hou Jin's soldiers and horses arrive, the people on Tieling will definitely be defeated.
The Sichuan army was guilty again.
If the Sichuan army that defeated Hou Jin last time was defeated, the voice of the entire southern army would be reduced, and Hou Jin's victory over Shenyang and Liaoyang would be smoother.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Wang Hongyu looking at him eagerly, as if he was very unassertive, and another bad idea came to his mind.
"How does Mr. Wang Qian want to deal with the refugee flight?"
"I, I... I can't think of it. Would you like General to send some troops to help me?"
Wang Hongyu looks weak, pitiful and helpless.
Sun Qing smiled and said: "Okay, I can send 500 soldiers and horses to help you keep an eye on the refugees. We are building 6 forts. I will give you half of my soldiers and horses~"
"Okay! Thank you for your help, General!"
Both of them laughed~
…
One day later.
Sun Qing and others were thinking that Fan Wencai would be back soon.
Later Jin will definitely send troops to retaliate against the Sichuan army.
He asked Fan Wencai to lead Houjin soldiers and horses to attack the three fortresses where the Sichuan soldiers were located, and then his own soldiers and horses retreated directly.
When I finally returned, with the support of General He, I would only blame him for not taking the refugees to Tieling so easily.
He said to his close servants: "Go and arrange a banquet for Yizhuo to prepare for Mr. Fan's good news."
The confidant replied: "Which Mr. Fan?"
"Who else, of course Mr. Fan Wencai... But his younger brother is also tall, talented, and if he is stupid, he will be invited to the banquet."
"yes!"
Sun Qing had sweet dreams, thinking that he would first help Hou Jin avenge the Sichuan Army, and then take over Shenyang City on his own, and then take over Liaoyang...
If Liaodong followed the rise of Hou Jin and followed the path of Wanyan Aguda, he would at least be a great prince.
Just as he was thinking about it, his confidant suddenly came back with an anxious look on his face.
"The master of the house is in trouble!"
"Why are you so flustered? As the general's confidant, you need to be calm!"
"As commanded."
The confidant servant quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice, and then reported: "Mr. Fan...he is missing."
"Gone! Which Mr. Fan is he?"
"Mr. Fan Wencheng."
oh?
Although he doesn't think highly of Fan Wencheng and thinks highly of Fan Wencai, the former also knows a lot of confidential information.
If something happens to him, his identity is in danger of being revealed.
"Don't panic..."
"Toot! Toot! Toot!"
Before he finished speaking, countless trumpets sounded all around.
Sun Qing hurriedly ran out of the camp and saw Wang Hongyu leading 500 soldiers in a dense square formation directly towards his camp.
"I should have more soldiers and horses! Where have the people gone?"
Looking outside the camp, he saw his men kneeling with their heads in their hands under the flag of Sichuan Army General Zhou Dunji.
"It's broken! I fell into a trap!"
Wang Hongyu is pretending to be stupid. Transferring my soldiers is a distraction of my forces.
In fact, Zhou Dunji had quietly followed over there and captured all my men!
"Boom!"
A flying hammer hit him on the knee...
…
Fan Wencai was delayed a bit today, arriving 3 hours later than expected.
But it’s okay, you’re safer when it’s dark.
Arriving in front of General Sun Qing's camp, I felt a little strange.
It seems like everything is still dark in the camp...
I saw dozens of defenders at the gate of the camp. They were all wearing armor and holding swords. Without torches, I couldn't see the details.
Huh?
Something feels wrong.
Suddenly, a group of people came towards me. They only lit a torch, and they could just see the faces of a few people clearly.
I took a closer look and saw General Sun Qing's confidant.
"It turns out to be Mr. Fan."
The confidant said loudly to everyone: "He is General Sun's scribe. Let him in quickly."
The defenders at the camp gate let Fan Wencai in, and then closed the camp gate tightly without saying a word.
Fan Wencai always felt a little weird, so he and his close friends walked slowly towards Sun Qing's camp.
He saw that a group of people around him were following closely, and since there were outsiders around, he felt uncomfortable talking, so he had to go in first.