The cavalry of the Xiaowei Mansion facing the front was actually smaller than that of the Wei army, because part of the cavalry of the Xiaowei Mansion were rangers and were placed on both wings to act as cover.
But even though the number of people was slightly smaller, when the black and red surge hit the Wei army, at the moment when the screams should have been loud and loud, the Wei army seemed to be strangled by the throat.
"kill!"
Xiahou Ba glared angrily, raised his long spear, and stabbed straight at the Han army rushing towards him.
The Han soldiers, all wrapped in iron armor, had only one pair of eyes exposed. There was no fear, no hesitation, or even emotion in those eyes.
From these eyes, Xiahou Ba could confirm that this was indeed a fine cavalry.
The Han cavalry on the opposite side only raised the weird scimitar in their right hand to block Xiahou Ba's thrust.
He didn't even make the slightest move to cushion the war horse.
He just rushed straight towards Xiahou Ba.
The scimitar shone with a cold light under the sun, and it could be seen that it was an extremely good knife.
A weapon is an inch longer and an inch stronger.
Logically speaking, if you use a sword to gain a long limb, you will suffer a loss.
But Xiahou Ba only felt a sudden shock in his hand, and the force coming from the opposite side was much stronger than he imagined.
What's even more frightening is that the opponent just blocked his attack and then rushed towards him without hesitation.
He didn't look like he wanted to fight with himself as he imagined.
Xiahou Ba is the commander-in-chief of the army. He is the same as his opponent. He is wearing iron armor and has a first-rate horse under him. How can he be inferior to his opponent?
Although the other party caught him by surprise, he reacted extremely quickly after all.
Immediately, following the opponent's blocking movement, the stab turned into a sweep. I saw the opportunity and swiped hard at the enemy!
He was already stronger than his opponent in terms of force, and in addition, he took advantage of Changshan. The Han army on the opposite side couldn't stand it anymore, and he was finally swept off his horse.
However, the opponent's exertion was still beyond his expectation. Xiahou Ba also almost lost control of his strength on the horse because he controlled Changshan with both hands, and fell off the horse.
It was only because of his excellent riding skills, strong legs, and the saddle at the back that pressed against his lower back that he was able to stabilize himself.
"This Shu prisoner is so good, he must be the leader of the army, and he cannot be tolerated!"
Xiahou Ba also said that he met the enemy leader in a face-to-face encounter, and his thoughts suddenly changed, and he stabbed again, knocking down the soldier who was about to struggle.
A horse's hoof as big as a bowl suddenly came into view. Xiahou Ba's heart was shuddered and he raised his spear to block it.
"when!"
A red shadow passed by with a flash of sword light, and the sound of swords clashing made people drop their teeth.
Xiahou Ba was almost knocked off his horse by the knife struck by the opponent!
"What a strength!"
Xiahou Ba broke into a cold sweat when he was rescued by the high saddle on his waist again.
The red shadow did not stop at all, nor did it look back. It missed a single hit and continued to rush forward.
"Where did Thief Feng find such powerful cavalry?!"
Xiahou Ba finally realized something was wrong.
Even if everyone in Shu is wearing armor, while controlling the sword with both hands, in addition to sitting upright on the horse, they can even make various tilting movements with their bodies.
What the hell?!
Even barbarians cannot do this!
Because the heavier the armor on the body, the more unstable it will be to sit on the horse, and more strength will be needed to stabilize oneself.
Hu Qi's riding skills were superb and he could control the strings with both hands on horseback, but that was without heavy armor on his body and at the same time he had to slow down the horse.
Even if they were wearing heavy armor and the horse was traveling at such speed, it would be impossible for a barbarian to perform such actions on horseback.
Before he could understand it, the wind started coming from the other side again.
This time, Xiahou Ba did not dare to neglect again.
"when!"
Xiahou Ba groaned.
…
Xiahou Bayu, who had the best horses, the best protection, and the strongest martial arts in the army, could only resist, let alone those Wei cavalry?
At the moment when the two armies collided, the Wei army was still able to slightly block the Han army's impact with its numbers.
However, as more and more Han cavalry rushed into the formation, they continued to advance along the gap opened in front.
The cracks in the Wei army's formation began to be continuously torn open, forming a large number of gaps.
As long as the black cavalry of the Han army does not fall off their horses, no one will stop.
No one could see their faces under the masks. The only thing they could see were their cold eyes, like the blades in their hands.
The Wei cavalry tried to stop them, but anyone who blocked them could only be knocked over, and the extremely sharp scimitar slashed their necks, abdomen, hands and feet...
The smell of blood rises into the sky...
"General, I can't stop it!"
The personal guards, who were forced to form a small circle to protect Xiahou Ba, hissed.
As soon as the guard finished speaking, there was a "pop" sound, and the arrow feathers shot from nowhere penetrated his chest.
Xiahou Ba looked up blankly, and saw that the red torrent had gone away, and the Shu soldiers on both sides began to outflank him.
Continuously throwing missiles at the Wei army's formation, which was already in pieces.
The Wei army, which was already trying its best to move closer to the commander, was once again forced to disperse.
This is a battle that is not on the same level at all.
Except at the beginning, Xiahou Ba could still lead the forwards to make some decent moves, but when the red torrent rushed into the formation, it turned into a one-sided massacre.
Unless the Wei army can stop the cavalry on the opposite side, they will be ruthlessly harvested.
The entry of the Rangers means that the battlefield is coming to an end.
They took advantage of their mobility to continuously chase the defeated troops, and at the same time forced the group that was still somewhat decent on the battlefield to break up.
Xiahou Ba's little group became the most eye-catching target on the battlefield.
After all, the handsome flag is standing there.
The Han army's cavalry continuously drove away the Wei soldiers around the commander's flag, and then surrounded the place.
A knight with a white horse, white robes, holding a silver spear, and wearing a ferocious ghost mask separated the crowd and came to the front.
He took off his mask, and a young general revealed his true face.
Although there are still two scratches on his face, this does not affect his handsome face and even adds a bit of attraction to him.
"The situation is over, why doesn't General Wei surrender?"
Zhao Guang asked.
Xiahou Ba stood up straight, pushed his long tree to the ground with his right hand, and held his head high:
"General Wei, how can anyone surrender to the invaders?"
Looking at the dead horse beside Xiahou Ba, he looked at Xiahou Ba's right thigh, although it had been bandaged, but there were still drops of blood dripping down.
Zhao Guang's eyes showed admiration: "You are a true warrior. Dare you ask me the name of a strong man?"
"Wei General Xiahou Ba!"
"It turns out to be General Xiahou..."
Zhao Guanggang wanted to say "disrespectful", but suddenly he felt something was wrong, "Xiahou Ba? Are you Xiahou Ba?"
"Exactly."
Xiahou Ba was defeated and surrounded, and he was already devastated. However, when he saw that the opponent's general was actually this handsome man, he was already convinced.
After seeing the opponent treat me so politely and without bullying after the victory, I felt even more admiration in my heart, thinking that this kind of person must be the famous Feng Yong.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Guang heard Xiahou Ba's name, old and new hatreds immediately surged into his heart, and he raised his silver spear and cursed Xiahou Ba:
"What a thief, you are causing me so much pain!"
Zhao Guang cursed loudly and wanted to rush forward.
Xiahou Ba was immediately stunned, who are you?
It's just that Xiahou Ba's bodyguards didn't dare to be careless when they saw the enemy general acting like this.
Furthermore, their general never said he would surrender, so they all raised their weapons and waited for Zhao Guang's order to be destroyed.
Zhao Guang couldn't lift it up immediately and shouted angrily: "Here comes the arrow!"
Immediately, someone handed over the long bow.
"Xiahou traitor, let me ask you, will you surrender?"
Zhao Guang picked up his bow and arched an arrow, the string of the arrow was stretched tightly, and his face was ashen.
Xiahou Ba had already intended to die in battle, but now that he saw the other party acting like this, he felt even more insulted, and immediately shouted:
"My father fought with the Shu captives and died, and my younger brother also fought with the Shu captives and died. I am a loyal sect, and I have a grudge against the Shu captives for killing my father and my younger brother. How can I surrender to the thieves?"
"You brought this on yourself, you can't blame me!"
Zhao Guang sneered.
At this time, someone separated the crowd and said something in Zhao Guang's ear.
Zhao Guang's expression suddenly changed and he jumped to his feet and said:
"This guy is hurting me too much. Why do you want to keep him here?"
It's just that he jumped back and forth, but he didn't dare to go against his brother's wishes:
"Come here, take off all their weapons!"
Xiahou Ba laughed: "Shu captives want to capture me?"
At that moment, he grabbed the guard's ring knife with his backhand, and was about to wipe it on his neck with his backhand.
Unexpectedly, someone was faster than him, and with a pop, an arrow shot into his right shoulder, knocking him to the ground on the spot.
"Take 'em all down!"
The Han army swarmed forward, and those personal guards were no match for them. They were all restrained and unable to move at all.
Zhao Guang walked up to Xiahou Ba and sneered:
"If you want to die, you have to ask me about the arrow in my hand first!"
Xiahou Ba glared at Zhao Guang: "How dare the traitor leave a name for himself?"
"Your grandson's surname is Zhao and his given name is Guang."
"Zhao Guang?"
"That's right." Zhao Guang waved his hand and said, "Take it away!"
The Jingqi under the city were killed and annihilated by the Han army on the opposite side in the shortest possible time, causing the morale of the defenders of Yuezhi City to plummet.
With no hope of defending the city alone, they finally left the city and surrendered.
"Brother, that Xiahou traitor is the most abominable, and he doesn't want to surrender. Why do you want to keep him?"
Zhao Guang won the battle, but his ideas were not very clear.
After running around for so many days, he finally went into the city to rest. Feng Yong was lying on the couch, drowsy.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Guang kept talking in his ears, which kept him awake for a long time. Then he couldn't help but turn over and cursed:
"Can you have some potential? He captured Yuezhi City and made you lose your life. Now, haven't you defeated him face to face? Why are you still holding on to others?"
Zhao Guang was choked for a while, and then he said angrily:
"I just feel that I can't bear this tone. This guy who lost the battle is swearing. Why does my brother let him eat and drink well and have his wounds healed? Isn't it good to let him suffer a little more?"
"If this wound is not treated in time, what if he gets tetanus?"
Feng Yong replied angrily, "What do you think I am? It's just this person...sigh!"
Zhao Guang blinked, a little confused: "I think about it, my brother mentioned this Xiahou Ba more than once. Is there some relationship between my brother and this Xiahou Ba?"
"What relationship do I have with him?" Feng Yong said, and then felt something was wrong, "It has a little relationship."
"Does it really matter?"
Zhao Guang suddenly became interested.
Let me just say, brother still loves... No, brother can't watch my little brother and I swallow this breath in vain, there is always a reason.
"It has little to do with me, but it has a lot to do with Si Niang."
"Fourth mother?"
When Zhao Guangzha heard Xia Houba announcing his name, all he thought in his simple mind was "You are a good thief, you will be here too". He was just thinking of revenge, but he couldn't think of anything else.
Now when he heard Feng Yong mentioning Zhang Xingyi, he suddenly realized: "Oh, I forgot, this Xiahou Ba is Si Niang's uncle."
"It's good to know."
Feng Yong glared at him.
Zhao Guang understood and suddenly said: "Brother, why didn't you remind me before the battle?"
"He was our sworn enemy before the war. Did he remind you to restrain your hands? If he really dies in the battle, it will be a battle between two armies, and the weapons have no eyesight."
"But he was defeated and exhausted and captured. Others may be able to kill him, but I can't. Otherwise, how will I face Siniang in the future?"
Feng Yong clicked his tongue and said helplessly.
"That's true." Zhao Guang nodded, "Even if Si Niang has never met her uncle, she doesn't mind. But she will always have to face Mrs. Xiahou in the future..."
Feng Junhou came to his senses and cooed for a while, then glared at Zhao Guang: "What do you mean?"
Zhao Guang looked at Feng Yong and smiled, turned around and ran away.
"Don't run!"
Feng Junhou, who was so angry that he was no longer sleepy or sleeping, turned over and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Brother, let's take a rest for now! I'm going to beat up Xiahou Ba to vent my anger!"
Zhao Guang's voice came from afar, "Don't worry, I won't beat him to death!"
The news that Xiahou Ba was defeated and captured spread much faster than Hu Zun leading the infantry.
The news about Yuezhi City also reached his ears, as well as the news about Jingyang City.
The news was not about an army of Shu captives, but the news from one east to the other was like two armies of Shu captives, which confused Hu Zun.
"lost?"
Hu Zun looked at the Jingyang Guard General Hu in front of him who was bursting with snot and tears, and asked blankly, "How did you throw it away?"
It’s understandable that Wushi City was lost, but didn’t it just give Jingyang City an early warning?
How come we lost two cities in two days?
"The Shu captives who attacked Wushi City were elite soldiers. They had siege equipment and could make thunder. They were a hundred times more powerful than ordinary thunder chariots and could easily break through the city wall."
"The officers and soldiers in Jianzhi City were distracted when they heard the thunder. The most important thing is that someone secretly communicated with the Shu captives!"
General Hu threw himself in front of Hu Zun and cried, "That traitor lost Wushi City and fled to Jingyang City. He secretly opened the city gate for the Shu captives, so the Shu captives rushed in."
"
"Then how did General Xiahou lose?"
Hu Zun looked at the defeated soldiers of Yuezhi City who had escaped, and asked numbly.
"The Shu captives led by Feng Thief are not suspicious soldiers, but elite soldiers, and their cavalry is even more elite. Xia Hou led the cavalry into the formation personally, but was scattered by Feng Thief..."
"Excellent soldiers! This is an elite soldier, and that is an elite soldier. Where did so many elite soldiers come from? Did they fall from the sky?"
Before Hu Zun could finish his words, he couldn't help but roared angrily, "Or will Thief Feng know how to use the art of deceitful gods to summon deceitful soldiers and deceitful generals?"
"There is indeed a general in the Sichuan cavalry army with a ferocious face, as if he came from the underworld..."
"You fart!"
I led the troops from the south to the north, and then led the troops from the north to the south. This is still halfway. You tell me, both sides are full of elite Shu soldiers, and both sides have been defeated?