No matter what changes occurred in the war between Hu Zun and Guanqiu Jian, Qian Hong felt that bringing a thousand Wuhuan cavalry back would be enough to cope with it.
His thinking was correct.
The only miscalculation was that he realized it later and wasted too much time.
At that time, Hu Zun, who learned that the Jufu tribe had already set out to attack the Guanqiu Jian tribe, also knew that time was running out and that the war was about to come to a decisive moment, so he also led the five hundred men who dared to die gathered around him. An onslaught was launched.
But just when he was about to fight a bloody battle in person, he heard a burst of thunder coming from far away.
At this moment, the sky is blue and bright, the wind is gentle and the sun is shining, and there is no sign of rain.
Therefore, everyone knows what this burst of thunder means.
Both sides, who were fighting inextricably, invariably slowed down their fighting slightly, watching and looking forward to it.
When they saw the banner with the word "Han" flying in the wind, they were already under siege. The Xuanwu Army, which had been fighting hard for nearly two hours, suddenly burst into cheers, while the Wei Army felt as if they were mourning for their heirs.
Because they had no formation at all at this time, and no time to form a spear formation to contain the cavalry charge, their defeat was almost certain.
Thousands of cavalry charged, and the dust they rolled up covered the sky and the sun.
The vibration of thousands of horse hooves trampling the earth can make gravel jump high.
It also made the Wei army, who had also been fighting fiercely for a long time, frightened and their morale collapsed before the Xiliang cavalry could charge into the battle.
Xu Zhi, who was still taking the lead, did not lead his cavalry to charge at Hu Zun's general flag. Instead, he came along the edge of Zheng Pu's camp. He galloped his horse forward and yelled, "Woo~ho!"
It also triggered the whistles of all the cavalry.
"Woo~ho!"
The first charge directly passed through the middle of the Wei army, dividing the soldiers led by Hu Zun into countless small teams, falling into the dilemma of not being able to recognize the soldiers and generals, and turning them into lambs waiting for wanton slaughter.
Some were pushed and trampled to death.
Some dropped their weapons and fled, hoping to escape from the battlefield before the Xiliang cavalry completed their detour and charged again.
The soldiers collapsed at the first touch, and the generals and generals were also in disaster.
When the Xiliang cavalry made another roundabout route, they suddenly formed a formation of hundreds of cavalry, each looking for a general with a clear armor or a flag to charge forward.
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
After all, there were still too few Xiliang cavalry. Facing the Wei army, which still had more than 7,000 infantry, it was natural to kill those generals who had the ability to gather the soldiers as much as possible, so that the Wei army could no longer resist.
"Woo~ho!"
The sound of horses' hooves is like thunder, and the sound of whistles captures people's hearts.
Hu Zun was very embarrassed at this time.
When he saw that the battle was hopeless, he originally wanted to lead five hundred desperate men and rush into Zheng Pu's camp regardless of the situation, ending with the heroic death of the two generals.
But his department supervisor was too conscientious.
Before he could make a decision, the governor shouted "Guard General, leave", causing all the dead soldiers to spontaneously lead him to the Nishui River Valley to escape.
Even if he yelled loudly, he couldn't stop it.
This also caused Hu Zun to lose the opportunity to make a decisive move and die heroically for his country.
Although the Xiliang cavalry did not rush through the heavy soldiers and rushed in front of him, they used their superb riding skills to shoot his horse to death as they passed by. When they turned back again, there were three hundred cavalry attacks at the same time. Launched a charge towards him.
There is no way around it. He has an armored stomach and a large banner and golden drum beside him. It is not difficult for people to identify him as the governor-general.
Fortunately, his subordinates and the five hundred men who dared to die did not lack the courage to die bravely.
Under the leadership of Buqudu, 300 of them spontaneously stayed behind to form a formation, allowing Hu Zun to gain time to leave the battlefield.
It's just that they were short on time and the number of people was too small.
Moreover, they were just about to rush into the small Han army camp. The weapons they held were short blades or ring-headed knives, and there were no spears or halberds that could resist the horses.
Viewed from the sky, these three hundred men who dared to die formed a temporary formation, just like a nest of earth dams built by ants.
Small and fragile.
When the Xiliang cavalry roared like a flash flood, the embankments were destroyed and the water surged thousands of miles away.
Some people were knocked away by the war horses, and the huge impact caused them to glide five or six meters before falling into the dust; some people avoided the tall war horses, swung the ring-shou sword in their hands like a horse, and fiercely struck the cavalryman from the waist.
The horse's ribs were scratched, and a large gash was made in the horse's belly.
But these lucky few only have one chance to wield the sword.
Before his old strength in wielding the sword faded and new strength was born, more horseshoe marks appeared in his eyes.
"puff!"
When a spear penetrates the body, it is like piercing through a broken kudzu.
"Kacha!"
Horse hooves as big as bowls trample down, and the crisp sound of broken bones echoes in the mid-spring breeze.
When the rolling horseshoes swept past, the corpses and limbs of these people who dared to die could not even be identified.
The last traces they left in the world were just a puddle of black and green minced meat mixed with white bones, and the plasma with the stench of feces, urine, blood and flesh, which was slowly seeping into the soil; eventually transformed into fertilizer for the next year's soil.
Let the majesty of the Han Dynasty break through the ground and grow vigorously.
Moreover, their voluntary death has no effect at all.
Xu Zhi, who had been paying close attention to the battlefield, saw that Zheng Pu was safe in the camp, so he searched everywhere for the Wei army's general.
When he saw that Hu Zunzheng was being protected by soldiers and was fleeing to Guanqiu Jian's side, even though he was surrounded by cavalry from the left and right who cooperated very well, Hu Zun died in shame on the way to escape instead of falling into the battle and martyrdom for his country.
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Moreover, because Zheng Pu and Jufu's two tribal camps were only about five miles apart, he seized Xu Zhi from the Wei army's large banner and did not go back, but continued to gallop towards Guanqiu Jian.
Although there were only more than two hundred horsemen, they carried the news that Hu Zun's tribe had been destroyed.
As soon as they appeared, the morale of Guanqiu Jian's tribe, which was fighting fiercely, also collapsed, and they no longer had the courage to resist the strong attack of Gofu tribe.
There was no way, the hope that made them fight to the death melted away.
But Guanqiu Jian was much luckier than Hu Zun.
The place where he fought fiercely happened to be next to the muddy water. When he saw the Xiliang cavalry whistling in, he knew that Hu Zun's tribe had been defeated. Therefore, under the protection of Buqu, the soldiers who took off their armor and abandoned their weapons plunged into the muddy water and paddled hard to the other side.
Cross over and go.
In mid-spring, the ice and snow have melted a lot, causing the water level to rise slightly.
The Xiliang cavalry was unable to drive their horses into the water and pursued them, and because the Wei army had too many prisoners who surrendered before the battle, and both the Jufu and Zheng Pu tribes were exhausted from long battles, Xu Zhi did not give the order to continue the pursuit.
Anyway, the battle was won, so it wouldn't hurt to leave Guanqiu Jian.
But Guanqiu Jian, who had crossed over to the other side, had red eyes and a sad look on his face.
Water drops kept sliding down his face and dripping down his beard. It was unclear whether they were tears or river water overflowing from his hair.
Because Qianhong had just led his army to Nishui River Valley.
Along the way, he collected more than ten Wuhuan cavalry and routed troops, and also brought news that Guanqiu Xiu had been killed in battle.
