Lu Junyi rotated in and out. After achieving his goal, he immediately retreated and never hesitated to fight.
Of course, to achieve this, we also need the support of strength. Not only Lu Junyi's personal combat effectiveness, but more importantly, his ability to lead troops in combat.
Three thousand human hearts are one human heart, advancing and retreating together, like an arm moving its fingers.
Fortunately, Lu Junyi did it. After beheading the generals and flags, he immediately distanced himself from the Rong clan's main formation, minimizing his own casualties.
Wan Jun took the general's head from them, and Lu Junyi was proud of this battle.
After putting some distance between him and the Rong tribe, Lu Junyi immediately stood on the hillside with his spear drawn, the big flag dancing behind him. His whole body was like a sword that had been tempered thousands of times.
It has not been taken out of the sheath for a long time, and the sharpness at the moment it was taken out of the sheath was enough to make people jaw-dropping.
Ma Mengqi, Chen Meng, and Luo Cheng now realize that they were wrong, how wrong they were. They should not have ignored Lu Junyi, and Lu Junyi's edge cannot be concealed by them now.
Husbands should not be young, but they are still too young now.
"Enter."
"Enter."
"Enter."
Tens of thousands of people roared in unison, beating war drums, and the drums shook the mountains and the earth. At this moment, the morale of the imperial army reached its limit. Countless people grasped their weapons and launched the strongest attack on the Rong tribe so far.
However, the Rong tribe's devastating defeat did not happen. It is impossible that the general was killed and the morale of the army was not shaken, but the impact was not as great as expected.
After Nohara Huo unified the grassland, he divided the Rong tribe into eight tribes. Chimu Huo is the leader of the Wolf tribe. The so-called Wolf tribe is actually a union of dozens of tribes. And what they are better at is actually a team of seven or eight people.
hunting.
As soon as Akagi Huo died, the main formation was defeated immediately. The soldiers joined together in small groups and began to charge outward.
Some of them are brothers, some are father and son, and they can definitely trust each other. With the cooperation of the team, their combat effectiveness has increased.
The encirclement and strangulation situation expected by the imperial army did not take place, and most of them were still encircled.
Looking at the Rong tribe fleeing to the north, Ma Mengqi let out a long breath: This is a victory.
This is a rare victory. If you think about it carefully, it is more likely to be the only remarkable victory in the decades of war between the empire and the Rong people.
With the victory of this battle, Chang'an's decadent morale can be swept away and everyone will have more confidence in defeating the Rong tribe. If Li Letian can defeat the Rong tribe with this, his reputation in the empire will be at its peak, and the eighteen princes of the empire will
No problem.
Uh...it doesn't seem to be the only victory. After all, the battle at Qingniu Mountain was more beautiful.
Ma Mengqi sighed, thinking he was a little frustrated. Young people of this generation want to get ahead, no matter how many things they do, the word Cheng Dalei hangs over everyone's head like a dark cloud, making people breathless.
Up to this point in the battle, the victory of the Imperial Army can be declared. The pursuit only expands the victory, but it is actually of little significance.
What's more, pursuing may not enlarge the victory.
The Rong tribe's riding skills are unparalleled, and their archery skills cannot be ignored. In the process of escaping, they turned around and shot arrows while riding on their galloping horses. It was the imperial soldier who was always at the forefront who was attacked by them.
If the pursuit continues, the imperial army may suffer even greater casualties.
Ma Mengqi ordered the troops to retreat, the gong sounded, and the chasing soldiers slowly retreated. By this time, the battle could be declared over.
At this time, a heavier sound sounded. The sound came from the north, and the earth seemed to be beaten by tens of thousands of drumsticks, and the grass and trees in the field trembled slightly.
Most of the Imperial Army were immersed in the joy of victory. When this scene happened, they suddenly didn't know what was going on and looked to the north in confusion.
Lu Junyi was the first to react. From the beginning, he had reservations about this victory. When the sound sounded, he was the first to jump off the horse and put his left ear to the ground.
He stood up suddenly, raised his fists in the air, and shouted one word at the top of his lungs.
"withdraw."
This battle of ambush and being ambushed is far from over, and now is definitely not the time to celebrate victory.
At the beginning, Lu Junyi was the bait, trying to lure Chi Muhuo to the bait. However, who said that Chimu Huo was not the bait and could catch a bigger fish.
Lu Junyi got on his horse and led his troops to retreat immediately. He was not someone who let his brothers die in order to build military merit for himself. Now he was retreating, but he was at the end.
Looking north, the first thing I saw was a large flag. The flag was red and floated in the air like a burning fire.
The royal flag of the Rong tribe is now the flaming flag of the grassland king.
The king marched in person.
Lu Junyi felt that the blood in his body was hot, because his enemy was the king of the Rong clan. If he could kill the opponent, he could declare the end of the war. And what he had done would be passed down to future generations for generations to come.
Lu Junyi also has a warlike heart in his body.
Of course, this idea is just a thought. He is not stupid enough to die with his passion.
The flame flag seemed to be suspended in the air, followed by more Rong warriors wearing red armor. The red burned into one piece, and the fire that burned the entire grassland finally reached the empire.
In the most conspicuous position, there are thirty-six red horses guarding the king of the Rong clan. The king of the Rong clan alone rides a white horse, just like a speck of white on the snowy peak.
This was several times the strength of our own troops, all of which were elite Rong cavalry. Especially after the flame flag appeared, everyone felt that the morale of the Rong tribe had been greatly boosted. The Rong tribe, who had been fleeing, turned around with blood-red pupils.
, making a roar like a wild beast.
The hearts of tens of thousands of people are united by one person, and the power of tens of thousands of people is ignited by one person. Once this power breaks out, it will burn everything in the world, and no one can resist it.
At this moment, many imperial soldiers had a thought in their minds: Compared with the emperor of the empire who was in charge of Chang'an, the man in the blood-colored cloak in front of them was more like the master of this world.
withdraw.
Only retreat.
When the Rong army appeared, even the will of the generals from Ma Mengqi was shaken, let alone the ordinary soldiers. They must retreat as soon as possible to reduce casualties as much as possible. Regain their strength and fight with this man who wants to burn the sky.
The battle between the kings of the Rong clan.
Ma Mengqi tried his best to gather his formation and prevent the retreat from turning into a rout. But even so, many soldiers were killed by the Rong army.
Tens of thousands of Rong cavalry came over, one chasing and the other fleeing. On the way, they met Luo Yi who came to support them.
Several troops gathered together and engaged in a battle with the Rong cavalry. Naturally, they did not expect to win, but they also slightly hindered the Rong's attack.
In this way, the imperial army had a chance to escape back to Chang'an, but it also suffered heavy losses in troops and generals.
At this time, the Rong cavalry led by Nohara Huo gathered outside Chang'an City, determined to capture the first city in the empire.