At this time, Yu Wenchun couldn't care about anything else. He crawled forward in a embarrassed manner in the snow for a few steps. He suddenly jumped up and ran wildly. He grabbed the reins of a war horse and rode towards the rear. At the same time,
Never forget to shout: "Retreat, retreat!"
This should be the first order he issued after the chaos broke out.
It's quite accurate for the current situation.
Yu Wenchun didn't have time to think about how the enemy suddenly came to him. Just now, he was thinking that the number of enemies should not be large, that is, they were just fighting on the outside, but he didn't expect that he would be slapped in the face like this.
And this isn't the first time today that I've been slapped in the face.
Damn Han Qinhu!
I must seize the opportunity to cut him into pieces in the future!
At this time, Han Qinhu, who was in Pingcheng, was looking south nervously and couldn't help but sneeze, not knowing that he was being scolded on behalf of his nephew.
Suddenly hearing the sound of "retreat", the soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty didn't care about anything. They looked for the running horses and chased the sound southward.
Li Jing rushed out of the camp, followed the voice and looked back to see the figure getting farther and farther away, and he smashed the seal in his hand into the snow angrily. This was Yu Wenchun's general seal.
This shows that this guy didn't go far at all just now, he should be nearby, but this can make him run away.
Li Jing had no horses at this time and could not catch up. Moreover, there were only a hundred soldiers around him. There were tens of thousands of Xianbei cavalry around him, so Li Jing did not dare to pursue rashly.
He drew his horizontal sword and chopped off the general's flag in front of the Chinese army's tent.
"Yu Wenchun is beheaded!" Li Jing shouted, grabbing a random head and waving it around.
"Yu Wenchun has been crowned!" the surrounding Han soldiers understood and shouted accordingly.
The surroundings suddenly became more chaotic. Where the Northern Zhou cavalry had the courage to continue fighting, they broke out and retreated. Of course, in fact, except for the threats from the Han army musketeers pressing up from both wings, Li Jing's hundreds of people couldn't stop them at all.
He didn't intend to stop them either.
Three thousand infantrymen attacked a camp of ten thousand cavalrymen, which was just a surprise.
It would be embarrassing when the other person came to his senses.
At this time, Yu Wenchun galloped forward on his horse. Hearing the sound behind him, he couldn't help but rein in his horse and subconsciously looked back.
The wind carried the snow, which seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, so that it directly enveloped the entire battlefield. On the mountains on both sides, and at the bottom of the mountain, the firelight swayed, some were Han troops holding torches, and some were burning Zhou people's camps.
The shouts of the Han army came from all directions, overwhelming. I don’t know how many Han people are launching an attack. I can only feel that they really seem to intend to swallow all the Xianbei cavalry. Such fighting spirit and courage, Yu Wenchun asked himself
The subordinates can't keep up.
The right time, right place, and right people.
In this battle, the Han people have it all.
As for the battle to unify the world, have the Han people already won it?
God, are you really not going to bless me?
Yu Wenchun felt sad, but one after another Northern Zhou cavalry broke out of the camp and gathered around Yu Wenchun.
At this time, they were on the water bank on the south side of Bailangdui. The frozen water had witnessed their heroic efforts to cross the river northward during the day, and now they were about to witness their tragic defeat in this firelight.
More and more Northern Zhou cavalry retreated, but all of them were in an extremely embarrassed state. Some had no armor on their bodies, some had nothing in their hands, and some simply sat on bare horses without saddles. Obviously there was something wrong.
A few people woke up from their sleep and were dragged along by their companions to retreat all the way.
Yu Wenchun frowned, something seemed wrong.
At this time, there were already two to three thousand Xianbei cavalry gathered around them, and more were coming this way.
Even most people have their own war horses.
What does this mean? It shows that the Han army was completely unable to prevent the Northern Zhou army from retreating.
At least it's certainly not impossible to stop the Xianbei cavalry's retreat.
No matter how powerful the Xianbei cavalry is, no matter how stupid the commander on the opposite side is, he will take advantage of this chaos to effectively kill the enemy's effective forces, unless he does not have that many soldiers and horses in his hands.
Yu Wenchun felt a little ashamed and became increasingly angry.
He realized that he seemed to have been tricked.
As guessed at the beginning, there don't seem to be many Han people.
They were bluffing, so they had no ability to stop the Xianbei people from retreating.
If he had not given the order to retreat, but had turned around and fought the enemy, he might have driven these damn Nanman out of the camp by now.
But what he ordered was to retreat. Now the Northern Zhou cavalry ran out in a panic, only to find that the enemy was not as formidable as they thought. Not to mention their morale was frustrated, and their trust in themselves as the general also plummeted.
Pairs of eyes looked over, and Yu Wenchun gritted his teeth. Whether subjectively or objectively, he felt that these eyes were full of doubts and distrust.
"It seems it's just a bluff, let's fight back!" Yu Wenchun said decisively.
At this time, he could only admit his mistake, and then lead his soldiers to get the place back! The cavalry around Yu Wenchun now only numbered two to three thousand, but he was not afraid. He would definitely be able to gather more if he returned all the way.
Soldiers and horses, and then directly trample these bold Southern Barbarians under the hooves of the horses, letting them know who is the real overlord!
In this world, there should be only the figure of the Xianbei people reining in their horses. The Han people are only worthy of crawling under the hooves of the Xianbei people!
At this time, in the camp, Li Jing kicked away a corpse that was blocking the way. He heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the south. The sound of horse hooves did not go away, but got closer and closer, which meant that Yu Wenchun should have returned.
God is coming.
What an idiot, I didn't realize it until now.
Li Jing smiled.
The musketeers around them had already formed three rows, moving forward step by step, bullets whizzing out, and brilliant flowers of blood blooming in front of them.
Although the Xianbei cavalry in the distance had begun to fight back, the Xianbei people nearby who had not recovered yet were still running away, and their exposed backs were the best targets for the musketeers.
"Supervisor, Yu Wenchun is back." A battle leader ran over.
Li Jing nodded: "I know."
The warrior opened his mouth, shouldn't we turn around and run away?
Even if Yu Wenchun only gathers three or four thousand cavalry, if we really face them head-on, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop them. Not to mention that the five hundred musketeers haven't completely gathered yet, and their ammunition is almost exhausted. How can we stop them?
Keep the enemy alive.
Li Jing glanced at him: "Don't believe me?"
The leader is even more embarrassed, believe it or not?
I can only believe it.
"The supervisor of the army orders his subordinates to do so," the battle leader said hurriedly.
Li Jing waved his hand: "Get out of the way."
"Ah?" The battle leader even made Monk Zhanger confused.