Under the command of Zhao Yun, the five hundred Changshan cavalry completed the change of formation in an instant, with one hundred men in one column and five columns of one hundred cavalry running rampant on the Sipingqiu Gorge Road.
"Move forward~"
There was no charge, but five hundred Changshan cavalry and five human walls slowly advanced forward.
Sometimes the pressure caused by slow movement is greater than that of charging. When a person sees rows of cavalry advancing towards him with neat steps, only the person involved knows how much pressure it will cause.
The Xianbei people instantly stopped their horses and hesitated on the spot, not daring to charge. Facing such a thick wall, it was impossible to break through with their current numbers.
"Riding the wall~"
The Liulixi tribe stopped, but others would not stop. Humor was the first to rush to the battlefield. Eight hundred cavalry from the Fuyu tribe, like Zhao Yun, lined up on the wall and advanced slowly.
"Riding the wall~"
After Humor came Kempa and his Crimean cavalry.
"Riding the wall~"
Gao Lan finally surrounded them, and now the Liulixi tribe had no chance of survival. The only thing waiting for them was surrender or death.
Lines of war cavalry advanced slowly, and the Liulixi cavalry's room for maneuver became smaller and smaller. In the end, the distance between the two sides was only a mere hundred meters.
"In three breaths, persuade the enemy to surrender, otherwise he will be killed without mercy~"
Jushou looked at the battle situation in front of him and couldn't help but nodded. This time he was able to surround the enemy with a thousand fine cavalry, and he didn't dare to move even if he killed his husband Mengchi.
"In three breaths, dismount and surrender, otherwise you will be killed without mercy~"
Seeing the meaning expressed by Ling Qi, Zhao Yun showed a trace of unbearability on his lips.
The reason why he did not charge into battle but instead set up a battle formation like riding on the wall was simply to defeat the enemy without fighting. He would not hesitate to kill the enemy who had no intention to fight. Now the military advisor only gave him three breaths of time.
Zhao Yun stretched out three fingers in the air. At the same time, the Changshan cavalry took out the crossbows in their hands, and the people on the grassland set up their bows one after another.
"Two~"
Three fingers turned into two, the crossbow was strung, the bow was bent and the arrow was ready. As long as Zhao Yun waved his hand, these Xianbei people would be shot into hedgehogs immediately.
"One~"
Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and just as he was about to wave his hand to give an order, Liulixi tribe finally collapsed.
"I surrender~"
A Xianbei from the Liuli River tribe jumped off his horse and kept his scimitar on the ground. He knelt on his knees and put his head on the ground to show his humility.
After that man, the remaining 200 or so riders from the Liuli River tribe all jumped off their horses and knelt down to surrender.
"Won~"
"Won~"
"Won~"
"Won~"
Humor roared loudly, and the cavalry under his command roared at the same time. Kemper on the other side did the same, leading his soldiers to let out a loud roar.
This was the first battle they fought with the Han cavalry. They won the battle with minimal losses. Although they defeated the weak with strong force, they were still very excited, because this battle was equivalent to a vote of fame.
Being a traitor to the Han people in Xianbei is as serious a crime as it is for the Han people to seek refuge in Xianbei. From the moment they waved their swords at the Xianbei people, their fate was closely linked to that of the Han cavalry.
"Clean the battlefield~Don't run away an enemy~The bodies of our brothers should be buried on this Sipingqiu~"
"No~"
Jushou also came down from the hill and came to the army. After looking at the corpses on the ground, he turned around and left.
Although he has gone through so many battles, he feels extremely heartbroken every time a Changshan cavalry is killed or injured. These are elites who have survived hundreds of battles, and any one of them is the most precious asset of the Changshan Army.
It was not until noon that Fu Mengchi gradually became uneasy. Cavalry battles are always quick and decisive. A battle can be decided in half an hour at most. Like the battle of Zhen Pingqiu, if the two sides were not determined to fight to the death.
Thoughts won't last that long.
"No, send someone to notify the centurion or above to come to the big tent to discuss matters, and also notify Sun Fang and Kenpa to attend~"
"No~"
In a short time, Fu Mengchi's camp was crowded with people, while Sun Fang and Kemper spontaneously stood outside near the door. After all, they did not have any soldiers, so it would be good to participate in the military meeting.
"It's been a whole morning since we arrived at Anshan Terrace in the east, and we still haven't returned. There's no news at all. What do you think?"
The first person Fu Mengchi asked was his commander Dong Zhihu.
"Sir, maybe Anshantai was chasing the rise of Han cavalry and forgot to return for a while~"
Dong Zhi suddenly showed a trace of hatred in the corner of his eyes, but it disappeared immediately. It seemed that he still remembered the whip in the morning.
"Well, it's possible~"
"Well~ Master Anshantai will definitely beat that guy to pieces~"
"I, a Xianbei man, will definitely kill all those Han cavalry~"
"That's right, that's right~"
After Fu Mengchi finished speaking, he glanced around again. Those centurions agreed very much with Dong Zhihu's words.
When he glanced at Sun Fang, he found a contemptuous smile on the corner of Sun Fang's mouth.
"Sun Fang, what do you think?"
Upon hearing Fu Mengchi's question, Sun Fang quickly put away her vague smile.
"Sir, I feel that Lord Ansandae's entire army has been wiped out~"
Sun Fang really didn't say anything surprising and refused to stop, and just blew up a bomb.
"Hanren, what did you say? Say it again if you have the ability~"
"I, the Xianbei son, are the tyrants of the grasslands, and you Han people are just like ants~"
"Well, I have more than a thousand Xianbei elites, enough to defeat more than two thousand Han cavalry. How dare you say that Lord Anshantai's entire army was wiped out~"
Sun Fang's words directly stirred up a hornet's nest. A scimitar was instantly unsheathed. Everyone stared at him with malicious intent. As long as Fu Mengchi gave the order, they would definitely cut him into pieces as soon as possible.
Fu Mengchi glanced at it but made no move. Instead, he licked his lips and asked Sun Fang again.
"Sun Fang, tell me again, what happened to Anshantai?"
Glancing at the Xianbei people who looked like wolves and tigers, Sun Fang's heart was filled with contempt.
"Sir, I think Ansandae and the others have been completely wiped out~"
"Han people, you are looking for death~"
A Xianbei centurion closest to Sun Fang suddenly swung his sword and struck Sun Fang directly on the head.
A scimitar came through the air, knocked the scimitar aside, wiped Sun Fang's hair and plunged into the ground. A few strands of green hair slowly fell on Sun Fang's shoulders along with the airflow.
"Andare, stop~"
"No~"
"Tell me your reasons~"
Fu Mengchi also let out a sigh of relief. He really didn't expect to have such a fool under his command. If he hadn't reacted quickly, Sun Fang would have been dismembered.
"Sir, the Xianbei cavalry is extremely elite and is the eagle of the grassland. But the eagle has not come back yet. Isn't that enough to explain the problem?
The strategy of exhausting the troops from last night is enough to show that the leader of the Han cavalry this time is extraordinary. The hundreds of Han cavalry that appeared in the morning are probably just bait. The purpose is to mobilize the cavalry under your command.
Because their numbers are not as large as ours, we can only defeat them by attacking them separately and with the help of terrain and ambush~"
