Another group of people and horses were walking on the mountain road.
There are about five thousand of them, with different uniforms and different equipment. It can even be said that they are divided into two distinct parts: one part has two thousand soldiers, with excellent equipment, high morale, and a brave look; the other part is not very high in morale and has a single weapon.
They mainly have spears and infantry bows, very little armor, and various styles. It seems that most of them are made by themselves.
Obviously, this is the difference between a martial artist and a rural warrior.
Warriors are given equipment and armor by the government, are well fed and clothed, and trained all year round. Killing is commonplace.
Xiangyong only practiced during the off-farm time and brought his own equipment. However, the children from wealthy families had enough money to buy themselves a good set of equipment. Generally speaking, their skills and courage were also quite good.
There were regular warriors and local peasants mixed in, and they were in a hurry. It seemed that they had received military orders and were rushing to assemble somewhere.
The Yishui River flows quietly, with a thin layer of ice on the surface. When the sun shines down, it is crystal clear and lovely.
The post road was slightly dilapidated, and the mule cart was bumping along it, which greatly affected the speed.
Guo Chubin, the governor of Yizhou, also dismounted his horse and led him on foot.
He was appointed as the envoy of Yimi, commanding the troops and horses of Yizhou and Mizhou to reinforce Yanzhou.
There are two roads from Yizhou to Yanzhou. The west road starts from Linyi, follows the Zishui River Valley, enters the Sishui River Valley from Jingfei County, and then passes through Sishui and Qufu counties to reach Xiaqiu.
The East Road starts from Linyi and goes north along the Yishui River Valley to Yishui County. Then it continues north to the headwaters of Shushui River, Daxian Mountain, detours through Qingzhou, the southern edge of Zizhou, enters the Laiwu Valley Road, passes through Laiwu, Qianfeng, and Qufu
To Xiaqiu.
The east road is longer and more circuitous, so it was not Guo Chubin's intention to take it this way. In fact, he was very active. He gathered the soldiers before the Lantern Festival, and then headed north quickly, planning to meet the Mizhou soldiers in the direction of Mulingguan, and then group west.
Enter.
Mulingguan was actually abandoned during the Yuanhe period.
It was called Daxian Pass in the Northern Dynasty. During Liu Yu's Northern Expedition, the Southern Yan court believed that this great pass should be guarded and the Jin army should be blocked in the south of the pass. However, Murong Chao was so confident that he thought it would be better to let Liu Yu in and use cavalry on the plains.
Defeat him. As everyone knows, Nan Yan's tens of thousands of cavalry were defeated by infantry on the plains, and Nan Yan was destroyed.
"After walking two hundred miles in six days, the soldiers are very tired. Let's take a rest." Guo Chubin looked at a village ahead and said.
"As ordered." The general left quickly and conveyed the order.
In fact, it wasn't the soldiers who were tired, it was Guo Chubin who was damn tired.
Now that I'm older, I can no longer march through the night like I did when I was young. What's the point of resting? Besides, I don't know when the secret agent will come. Let's take a rest first, drink some hot tea, and eat something. Of course, one village cannot support five thousand soldiers.
The horses are stationed in the camp, as long as it is enough for Guo Envoy and all his followers to rest.
The village soon arrived.
Guo Chubin pointed at the most impressive-looking house, and soldiers like wolves and tigers rushed over and drove the people out.
Guo Chubin settled in carelessly and ordered his soldiers to make tea.
The owner of the house, whose surname is Huyan, should be a Xianbei descendant of Nanyan. There are actually many horses in the village, and there are many people practicing martial arts. Guo Chubin knows it well. When the farming is busy, the land will be farmed, and when the farming is slack, he will suddenly become a horse bandit.
In the early years of the state, many Xi people were resettled in the three towns of Yun, Yan and Qi. They were all prisoners of war and moved to the interior. Later, when the Pinglu army went south, a large number of Xi people came, and the Khitan tribe has been living here.
Bian. If you include the Xianbei people from Nanyan, it is not surprising that there are many bandits in the three towns of Yun, Yan and Qi.
"Alas, the war in Xuzhou continues and even the tea leaves are gone. It's really hard to live in these days." Guo Chubin took a sip of the tea sent by his soldiers and sighed: "Yang Xingmi is also a waste. He only learns from the Southern Dynasties to build cities in Huaibei. There is one
Useless."
The battle in Xuzhou was fierce. The Xia people sent Dingzhuang to attack Xuzhou. Zhang Ting and Fan Yingcheng defended themselves and did not dare to fight in the field. The Huai people only built the city and occasionally sent small groups of cavalry to the north for sneak attacks. The attacks were painless and they only contained two people.
Thirty thousand Xia troops are boring and tight.
If he continued to defend the city and the Xia people could not attack the city, they would move the people away. Shao Shude and Zhu Quanzhong both liked to do this.
"Your Majesty, how many troops did Shao Thief send out this time?" someone asked.
"No less than a hundred thousand." Guo Chubin said: "Most of them are not strong in combat power, so there is no need to worry, but there are still tens of thousands of elite soldiers, so we should not take it lightly."
In fact, Guo Chubin also heard what the envoy from Yanzhou said. Some Yun people fled to Yanzhou and said that the Liang soldiers they fought were not like Zhu Quanzhong's soldiers before, and their combat power was very poor. They were one line worse than their Yunzhou soldiers. With Long Xiang, Guang won.
Represented by Shenjie and other armies, Pu Bing and Xu Bing were not strong enough to fight. It seemed that they had been fighting with Liang Jun for many years and too many veterans died, so their morale was not good enough to fight outside the town.
However, the old troops of the Liang Army such as Tujiang and Yanei still had good combat effectiveness, and Guo Chubin did not want to encounter them.
"One hundred thousand troops..." The followers were silent.
Then someone said angrily: "This is not giving us a way to survive. Let's fight him to the death."
"After the Chao Rebellion, all the towns expelled the Jiedu envoys sent by the imperial court. We are not the only ones doing this. Why should Thieves Shao come to attack them?"
"It's useless to talk so much, it's better to fight with real swords and guns."
Seeing this, Guo Chubin nodded happily. At least so far, everyone still wants to continue fighting.
"It's getting hot outside!"
"There's a thief!"
"The thieves are coming, quickly form a formation!"
High-pitched shouts rang out outside the village. The sources were mixed. Some were scouts returning from the wild, some were sergeants stationed outside, and some were soldiers patrolling the village.
Guo Chubin suddenly stood up and was about to rush out to supervise the battle. The soldiers quickly grabbed him, and after being neatly dressed, they rushed out with Guo Chubin in their arms.
"Where did the thief come from?" Guo Chubin yelled.
The sergeants stationed outside the village had spontaneously surrounded the cart. The sergeants hurriedly put on their armor and took off their rifles and rifles from the cart. Some were quickly stringing their bows, while others were gathering brave men to counterattack.
, buying time for the main force to deploy defenses.
The "thief" soon appeared in sight.
On the north side of the post road, the cavalry rushed over like a mountain torrent.
They were well-trained and dismounted more than a hundred paces away. The drums were beating all of a sudden. The officers used various means to gather the sergeants into formation, then quickly put on their armor and rushed forward.
"What a fast speed!" Guo Chubin exclaimed in surprise.
The horsemen came rushing in, then dismounted collectively, the auxiliary soldiers helped to put on the clothes, handed over the equipment, then gathered the horses, and the soldiers quickly formed a formation, and then charged.
The whole process went smoothly. I don't know how many times I have practiced it. At first glance, I looked like an elite and brave warrior.
"Woo!" The trumpets sounded one after another, and Yi soldiers sparsely shot out a wave of feather arrows.
The charging Dragon Army soldiers didn't take it seriously and charged forward, shouting.
"Woo!" The trumpet sounded again. This time, more arrows were fired, and the distance was much closer. The warriors of the Flying Dragon Army were hit by arrows in large areas and fell to the ground. The armor could not prevent the strong bows from close range.
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However, a wave of arrows also flew out of their formation, using heavy arrows and large bows, which were very powerful.
This is the time to reflect the quality of an army. How are you practicing basic subjects such as shooting straw men while marching? Is it accurate?
One minute on the battlefield, ten years of hard work behind the scenes, and relying on words to boost morale cannot suddenly turn soldiers into sharp archers.
Sergeant Feilong gave the perfect answer.
The heavy arrows were accurate and cruel, and they were shot across the head and face. The Yizhou soldiers screamed in agony, and countless people fell to the ground.
"Kill!" The sergeant who rushed at the front abandoned his big bow, held an ax and heavy sword in his hand, and jumped up against the spear coming from the opposite side.
He was struck with swords and axes, and blood flowed everywhere.
The Yi soldiers' hastily prepared defense line was broken through at once, and the fierce-looking Flying Dragon Army soldiers jumped over the vehicle barrier and rushed into the crowd at the rear, slashing and killing them.
The Yi soldiers were not all weaklings. They were armed with spears and axes, and under the command of their officers, they killed the rushing Feilong Army warriors one after another.
But the Feilong Army came one after another, one died, two came, two died, ten more came, all ten were dead, and dozens of people came rushing in.
The Yi soldiers' defense line was crumbling, and some Tutuan peasants could not resist it and retreated backwards.
The sound of horse hooves sounded again in the south. Guo Chubin, who was about to lead the charge personally, turned his head and saw that the sergeants of the brigade had just dismounted and were putting on their armor, preparing to charge.
"What a thief!" He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Isn't Shao thief still in Juye? How did Xia thief come here? Are all the people in Qi dead? Just let him come here."
"Your Majesty, let's go. Our troops are only two thousand capable of fighting. The thieves have six or seven thousand men in front and behind them. They are well-armed and have strong fighting spirit. Let's go quickly!" The soldiers grabbed Guo Chubin and admonished him bitterly.
"Alas!" Guo Chubin stamped his foot heavily and got on his horse.
He was not pretentious at all, and moved very quickly. Under the protection of hundreds of soldiers, he ran wildly.
Upon seeing this, a few cavalrymen also ran away, leaving only a group of infantrymen fighting on the spot.
As soon as they left, one can imagine the great blow to the morale of the Yi soldiers. The officers' greetings had no effect. Everyone gave up resistance and hid in the mountains and forests on both sides of the post road and ran towards the river valley.
Feilong's soldiers quickly caught up with them, and the Yi people panicked and rushed to the Yishui River.
The ice was so thin and brittle that it could not withstand the trampling of so many people, so it quickly cracked. All the fleeing Yi people fell into the river, struggling and crying in the ice water, and lost their voices after a while.
"There is no need to chase too far." Qibizhang appeared on a hillside and ordered: "After the fight, we will rest immediately and build up our horses. After nightfall, we will continue to set off."
"Where to attack?" Qibi Zhang's nephew Qibi Zuobin asked.
It is not easy to be Qibi Zhang's nephew. Ever since he killed his first nephew Ba Yegu, this has been a high-risk profession. Either he will be killed due to incompetence in the battle, or he will die in the battle. Qibi Zuobin, his distant cousin, has already encountered
I've been to two desperate situations where I almost survived, and I'm pretty lucky.
"Go back to Muling Pass and look for an opportunity to kill the Mizhou soldiers by force." Qibizhang said briefly.
To defeat the small with the many, to defeat the few with the many, to bully the weak with the strong, this is the one who is superior in the art of war.