Ten miles away from Wanlayer Gorge, there is a Tatar camp.
It was late at night, but except for the Tatar soldiers patrolling and keeping watch, the lights in the general camp were not extinguished.
Several generals were sitting on the deputy seats of the tent. In addition, there was an extremely majestic middle-aged man standing in front of the big tent.
He just stood there motionless, like a sculpture, staring deeply in the direction of Wanlayer Gorge.
The silence in the tent could be heard as needles dropped, and everyone had solemn expressions on their faces, as if they were waiting for something.
Finally, after another half an hour, I saw a black shadow on the mountain road in the distance, running towards this side quickly. When it came into view, I realized that it was carrying a headless corpse.
The corpse was none other than the Tatar general whose head was cut off by Chen Mu!
When they saw the person coming, several generals in the camp ran out. As for the middle-aged man in front of the door, he finally couldn't hold back his emotions and collapsed on the ground crying.
"My child!"
Upon seeing this, several other generals hurriedly helped the middle-aged man up.
"Father, my brother has not died, but has gone to serve the gods. Don't be too sentimental."
King Husile could not hear these words clearly at the moment. With swollen eyes, he glanced at the Tatar soldier who was carrying his son's body back.
"Where are my children's heads?"
The Tatar soldier prostrated on the ground, hesitating for a long time before he responded: "I was... hung on the cliff by those damn Central Plains bugs. I wanted to get it, but I was suddenly discovered..."
Before the soldier could finish his words, King Husile cut him in half with one strike of his sword.
Then he suddenly stood up and roared: "Zan Qing! I order you to lead me tomorrow to deploy a thousand cavalry and five thousand swordsmen. At sunrise, raise troops to attack Wanlayer Gorge and kill all the Central Plains insects guarding there! For your brother
revenge!"
The man who had been standing next to the middle-aged man quickly knelt down and accepted the order: "Yes!"
Compared to his father, Zan Qing was both happy and angry. What he was happy about was that after his eldest brother died, in more than ten years, the king of the Husile clan in the grassland would definitely be his.
What makes me angry is that who would have expected that this damn eldest brother would be defeated by the sick man from the Central Plains again, and even end up losing his life in an extremely embarrassing manner.
It can be seen that he has been invading Monan for so many years and has only suffered two defeats, and they were all caused by his Husile clan.
When they return to the grassland this time, the Husile clan will have to become the laughing stock of all the grassland tribes!
Zan Qing looked towards the Wanlayer Gorge coldly. This time, these Central Plains people must pay the price with their blood!
Early next morning.
Chen Mu stayed awake last night, and the uneasy feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger. He always felt that the Tatars would launch a large-scale attack in the past few days.
After careful planning, it was decided to directly divide the Shu army into two parts.
Five thousand infantrymen were still stationed in the Wanzhang Gorge, while the remaining four thousand were taken by Chen Mu to a mountain near the mouth of the canyon to station themselves.
This canyon is a good pocket. It would be a pity not to use it to set up ambushes.
Instead of blindly defending, it is better to figure out how to kill the invading enemy.
We simply gave up the defense at the mouth of the canyon. If the Tatar army comes, let them come.
The horse trap in the center of the valley and the thorns all over the place would definitely stop their cavalry.
Chen Mu lived on the mountain with four thousand Shu troops.
In comparison, the mountains are very safe. The mountains are continuous and can be retreated or attacked. The Tatars do not dare to enter the mountains to fight easily.
"General! The Tatars are coming!"
After a busy night, Chen Mu was about to go to bed when the soldier who had been patrolling suddenly ran over and screamed.
"Really here?!"
At that time, the sound of drums suddenly came from the Shu army's position in the valley.
Chen Mudeng immediately stood up and followed the sentry to the hillside. Looking down the mountain, the Tatar cavalry was indeed coming!
Outside the mouth of the gorge, more than a thousand cavalry were rushing towards this direction, and soon they rushed directly into the Ten Thousand Layers Gorge.
As for those following behind, there was also a large black mass of prairie swordsmen.
Look at the small number, they are half of the Shu army.
The number of troops coming from the grassland this time is only 20,000. If so many people are sent out at once, I am afraid they are really determined to take over Wanlayer Gorge.
Seeing this, Chen Mu stood up and shouted at the Shu army hiding in the woods.
"Commanders, listen to the order! When all the barbarians enter the Ten Thousand Layers Gorge, follow me down the mountain to kill the foreign enemies!"
"Fight to the death!"
At that time, all five thousand Shu troops had been assembled in the Shu army camp.
Some were wearing armor, others were wearing cloth, but each of them held a long sword tightly in their hands.
A righteous sword that will soon be stained with the blood of the enemy and avenge countless compatriots who died in battle!
Among this group of people were young men of fourteen or fifteen years old, those in their early twenties, and middle-aged men in their forties or fifties.
They may be of different ages, but there is no trace of fear in their eyes. They regard death as the way home as always, and are not afraid of death. No matter how brave these prairie cavalry are, what do they have to fear?
As for Xiahou, Qi Ze, Guang, Lin and Qiye, they all stood at the front of the military town with a sword in one hand.
Looking at the prairie cavalry, which was no longer more than a hundred feet tall, Xiahou smiled faintly at the two men in front of him.
"We have known each other for a short time. If we survive today's battle, we will be considered dead brothers!"
"Haha, stop talking nonsense, you all have to live. After the war, Master Qi invites you to the best brothel in Ba County. You play while I watch!"
"You can only rest once you sleep, and you can rest only after you get drunk!"
After saying that, Xiahou raised his sword fiercely, and then roared fiercely, like a tiger roaring in the mountains!
"Commanders and soldiers, listen to your orders! Protect your home and country!!!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
For a moment, the roar of the soldiers was deafening, and they all rushed towards the thousands of Tatar cavalry.
Although the crowd looked majestic, in the eyes of these more than a thousand Tatar cavalry, they did not pose any threat.
The impact of the cavalry is very strong. Even if people don't slash with swords, just relying on the impact and trampling of horses' hoofs, this round and round is enough to kill many people.
However, just when the distance between the two sides was less than twenty feet, the hooves of the row of horses charging at the front suddenly plunged into a deep pit as big as a bowl.
Don't look at such a simple pothole, the impact of the horse's running is very great.
The horse's hooves were stuck in the hole and could not move, but its body was still moving at high speed.
A war horse weighs at least nearly a thousand kilograms, and its heavy body is enough to break the horse's legs.
A horse fell to the ground, and the horses following it naturally fell to the ground one after another.
For a time, the valley was filled with yellow sand, and the battlefield became a mess.
Even though he partially rushed over, he was either stuck deeply into the horse's hooves by the caltrops or stepped into the horse's pit.
In addition to the roar of the Shu army that shook the mountains and rivers, there were also the roars of war horses and the wails of the cavalry who were thrown away.
Chen Mu had already calculated the distance last night, and found that the caltrop trap was about twenty feet away from the Shu army.
As long as this group of cavalry cannot charge forward, the Shu army can rush over quickly without any further adjustments.
Without the cavalry, the Tatar army was actually in a relatively equal position with the Shu army.
The strength of both sides is similar, and the competition is to see which side's soldiers are more desperate.