After the Zhongyong Army appeared, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed dramatically.
The Xubu clan and the Dangtu clan were driven to a dead end!
Both Xu Bu Diao Nan and Dang Tu Qian knew very well that if they could not break through and break away from the entanglement and blockade of the Han Dynasty before the reinforcements of the Han army arrived.
Then the only thing waiting for them is to be completely annihilated!
No army can survive being attacked from both sides!
At least, that was the case in the history of the prairie!
Fortunately, they also have the advantage of Wanqi, the headquarters of the Huyan clan, who is attacking from behind the Han Dynasty, who is their best help!
"Warriors!" Xu Bu Diao reluctantly re-pierced the wound on his shoulder, pulled out the piece of leather armor on his chest that was almost torn by the Han army's saber, threw it on the ground, and faced the rest of his tribe.
The cavalrymen said: "The great descendants of Goshawk paid a heavy price today. Countless warriors died under the conspiracy of the Han Dynasty!"
His eyes looked at the messy battlefield ahead.
There is already a Shura field!
There were broken limbs and whimpering horses everywhere.
Countless heads were rolling on the ground, and corpses were piled up layer after layer, so much so that in a certain part of hell, the corpses of people and horses actually piled up a hill!
Dark red blood flowed on the ground, forming a pool of blood in the low-lying areas!
The purple-black blood exudes a strong and pungent smell of blood.
Even the most cruel Huns cavalry could not bear to witness this scene!
In this battle, the Subu clan suffered a complete defeat!
Up to now, out of the more than 6,000 cavalry of the Xubu clan, there are only more than 2,000 cavalry left who can charge.
The rest have either become corpses or are about to become corpses.
The cavalrymen with their limbs cut off and blood splattered were lying on the ground wailing and struggling.
The Han Dynasty cavalry on the opposite side was actually more numerous than the Xubu cavalry.
More than 4,000 Xubu cavalry were killed in battle, but in exchange they only received less than 2,000 Han cavalry!
The fighting prowess and courage of the Han Dynasty people made the Xubu clan's cavalry tremble a little.
If not, the battlefield here is special.
I'm afraid the Subu clan has collapsed now.
In fact, if he hadn't seen reinforcements from the Huyan clan coming to kill him, he would have been killed.
No matter how strong-willed and cruel the Xubu cavalry were, they would have fled in all directions by now.
No one can maintain courage in such a fierce battle.
The Xubu cavalrymen even have the strength to ride their horses and lift their swords, which is almost gone.
Xu Bu Diao Nan certainly knows this!
The tribe's cavalry had all their pride and pride destroyed by the Han Dynasty.
All the brave and strong have died.
What's left are just cowards living on their last legs.
The possibility of getting them to attack again is almost zero!
Xu Bu Diao Nan had no doubt that if he ordered an attack again, then some of the remaining people might want to kill him and then run for their lives!
"Warriors, we cannot let the blood of those who died in battle be shed in vain!" Xubu Diao Nan waved his fist and said, "They must pay the price!"
Tooth for tooth! Eye for eye!
"Warriors, the Han Dynasty can no longer hold on!" Xubu Diao Nan shouted with all his strength: "As long as we hold them back and wait for the cavalry of the Huyan clan to come over, that will be their death!"
With these encouragements from him, the remaining Xubu cavalry became somewhat lively.
But they still made no move, and few of them rode forward.
Many cavalrymen were silently looking at the Shura Field ahead.
That hell-like scene deeply shocked everyone's vision!
Never! The Huns had never experienced such a bloody battle!
Even in the legendary Battle of Yin Lieshui, the Xu Bu Cavalry had never seen such hell!
The cavalry of the Han Dynasty seemed to be made of iron!
More than one Xubu cavalryman saw with his own eyes someone cutting his saber into the body of a Han cavalryman. But at the moment of death, the Han Dynasty cavalryman used his last strength to grab the saber, and then killed the tribesman.
The famous warrior dragged down his horse!
The people of the Han Dynasty were so terrible!
Are these still the cowardly, incompetent and cowardly Han Dynasty people described by their elders?
They are crazier than the Zhelan people, more powerful than the Xubu people, and more proud than the Luantang clan.
but……
Looking at the Huyan clan's ten thousand cavalry coming from behind the Han cavalry, many Xubu cavalrymen breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
Such a terrible enemy, such a fearless cavalry, will all die!
Many people are praying in their hearts: "God, please bless the Huyan clan and kill them all!"
If they were alive, the Subu cavalry would never have the courage to go to the battlefield again.
I don't even dare to ride a horse anymore.
The heroic posture and charging momentum of these Han Dynasty cavalry will become their eternal nightmare!
The cavalry of the Han army was indeed extremely exhausted at this moment.
Not just physically, but mentally as well.
Wang Yong stroked his curled saber and looked at the battlefield ahead.
Recalling the comrades who used to laugh and laugh.
Those are all his brothers and sisters, flesh and blood brothers!
The special organizational structure of the Han army determined that the generals, soldiers, and officers at all levels were inextricably linked.
Soldiers, officers, and generals all basically come from the same place.
Even the same clan!
Just like Wang Yong, in this battle, the three retainers who grew up with him were all killed!
Of the eleven teams he trained and promoted, six died in battle!
He even lost two of his nephews and a nephew!
Countless other comrades of the same clan died in battle!
These are his relatives, the children of his friends, and the sons of his clan!
Wang Yong is even a little afraid to go back and face his relatives in his hometown.
He didn't know how to explain to those gray-haired elders, those tearful uncles and sisters-in-law, and those innocent-looking children!
Although they also created a miracle in the history of the Han army's war, with four thousand cavalry against six thousand cavalry, Xubu Wanqi was still the absolute main force of the Xiongnu. They achieved a complete victory!
In head-on confrontation, in hand-to-hand combat, completely defeat your enemy!
but……
Wang Yong felt that he would rather have died in battle at this moment!
"Second and third sons!" Wang Yong said calmly to his brothers and sisters: "Victory is not far away!"
In the distance, the cavalry of the Zhongyong Army was already galloping towards them.
The Zhongyong Army will join the battlefield in two quarters of an hour at the latest.
At that time, the missions of the Thorny Gate Army and the Ba Shang Army will be over.
The Huns cavalry will also come to an end!
However, before that, Wang Yong must protect the remaining Han cavalry and return home safely.
However, the only thing blocking the road to victory was the remaining Huns cavalry in front.
As long as they are defeated, the soldiers of the Ba Shang Army and the Thorny Gate Army can join the main force of General Wei.
Wang Yong pointed his saber forward and said loudly: "For your majesty, for the comrades who died in the battle, and for the relatives in our hometown! Let us charge again!"
"Victory!" The remaining generals of the Thorny Gate Army and the Bashang Army drew their swords one after another.
These warriors from the land of Guanzhong are galloping forward on the land where their colleagues and relatives have fought.
Everyone has only one idea at the moment.
For the sake of their comrades who died in battle, they must win this victory!
Only by winning this victory can we comfort the heroic spirits of those who died in the war!
Only by winning this victory can the remains of these heroic spirits be returned to their hometown for worship!
Only by winning this victory can the blood of the victims not be shed in vain!
Only by defeating the enemy can future generations know that there once was such a battle.
For the sake of future generations and the Xia people, more than two thousand descendants of San Qin are buried here forever!
It doesn’t require too many words or too much incitement.
The soldiers followed Wang Yong and rode forward.
The fierce north wind blew on the hills, making a whistling sound.
I don’t know who it was, but I sang a line.
In short, the Han cavalry soon began to sing: "How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you! When the king raised his army, I repaired my sword and spear. I share the same hatred with you!"
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat with you! The king raised his army and repaired my spear and halberd. I will work together with you!"
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same clothes with you. The king raised his army and repaired my armor. I will go with you!"
The ancient war song echoed in the heaven and earth, with impassioned and indomitable momentum, like a storm, rolling towards the position of Subu Wanqi. (To be continued.)
