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Chapter three hundred and sixty-eight: a battle depends

The cavalry led by Pan Feng became the life-saving straw for Zhang Zhongwu's main force who dispersed.

After half a day of fierce battle, Pan Feng's troops were actually exhausted, especially when they were about to win a complete victory, they encountered such an incredible reversal. For the soldiers, it was like a basin of cold water was poured from the bottom of their feet in the cold winter.

Without any choice, Pan Feng gave up the final devouring of the food in front of him and chose to lead the team to intercept the Wuwei cavalry chasing, so as to give the main force a chance to revive the situation.

Cheng Xu escaped from death and stared blankly at the Lu Long's cavalry all over the mountains and the Wuwei cavalry roaring in the distance.

Min Rou gently pulled the reins of the horse, and the horse ran forward for more than ten steps and stopped. Almost at the same time, the hundred Chengde wolf cavalry stopped neatly behind him, and the attack formation in the sagittal shape was not messed up at all. Within a few breaths, more than a thousand wolf cavalry led by Tu Lichun supplemented the cavalry and formed one offensive formation after another behind them.

The last one arrived were the three thousand personal guards Yi Chengjia, led by Li Mitong.

Pan Feng took a deep breath and gently stroked the war horse's neck with a layer of sweat on the horse's neck.

After a little slight decline, Pan Feng and Min Rou launched an attack almost at the same time.

A hundred wolf riders are the arrows.

Tu Lichun's 1,000 cavalrymen were the second wave.

The three thousand personal guards led by Li Mitong were the third wave.

Lu Long's cavalry was not bad, otherwise Zhang Zhongwu would not have been able to rely on them to suppress the Khitan tribe without any slightest lifting his head, allowing him to take it for pre-order, and dared not have any complaints.

But for Pan Feng, his troops had been fighting for half a day, and even the rotational battle was achieved, they were now exhausted. However, the Wuwei cavalry had been raising their energy and did not launch a fatal blow until the end.

In order to do this, Li Ze paid a huge price for his infantry.

In terms of physical strength and horsepower, Wuwei cavalry has taken a great advantage over Lulong cavalry. This is one, and second, the great reputation of Chengde Wolf Cavalry is not a false reputation. These hundred cavalry are selected from the best and selected from the best. The Wuwei cavalry, who are arrows, is like a sword that cuts iron like mud. The other three thousand cavalry, whether it is the Chengde Wolf Cavalry that Tu Lichun originally trained to supplement the cavalry, or Li Ze's personal guard Yisong, their overall quality is far higher than that of ordinary soldiers. Third, in terms of overall cavalry equipment, Wuwei cavalry is better. Li Ze has never been stingy in equipment, not to mention that these troops, like the Modao Team, are his capital at the bottom of his box.

The collision between the two cavalry was without any fancy. No one could take a step back or take a step back. On one side was Min Rou, and on the other side was Pan Feng.

The two sides collided fiercely.

Min Rou raised the knife and fell. Pan Feng's spear broke into two pieces. He then leaned his body and then wiped his face. He thrust his waist and sat up straight. Pan Feng had already pulled out the horizontal knife on the side of the saddle bridge and slashed the side. He had already chopped a Chengde Lang Rider off the horse. But almost at the same time, another slashing sword fell down. Pan Feng's left shoulder armor immediately disappeared, and a large piece of flesh was peeled off, and blood was squirting wildly. Pan Feng roared wildly, and the horizontal knife held the third slashing sword. The blade slid down the rod, cutting down the fingers of the Chengde Lang Rider.

With just three swords, he had already passed by Chengde Langqi.

He is not Min Rou's opponent, but he is still more than enough to fight an ordinary wolf rider. If Chengde wolf rider had a unique set of tactics, he would not even be injured. No matter how powerful Min Rou is, he could only fight him with one move and would pass by. He knew this very well.

But he didn't expect that after rushing over Chengde Wolf Cavalry, he would run into Tu Lichun.

Compared with Min Rou's reputation over the years, Tu Lichun's reputation was no longer obvious. During his rising stage, he was assigned by Li Anguo to become Li Ze's personal guard, and he was silent for a full ten years.

Of course, Pan Feng knew about Tu Lichun now, but what he knew was that Tu Lichun was because he took care of Li Ze for ten years and became a top general in Wuwei because of Li Ze's enlightenment.

But what he didn't know was that before Tu Lichun left Chengde Langqi, his ranking was before Min Rou, and was trained by You Yong as his successor. It was precisely because of Tu Lichun's departure that Min Rou had the opportunity to rise.

Pan Feng, who rushed past Chengde Wolf Cavalry, breathed a sigh of relief. As Lu Long's top cavalry general, he did not take Tu Lichun seriously.

This made him pay the price of his life.

The sword was as fast as lightning, and Pan Feng slashed the sword with a long sword, but he never expected that Tu Lichun's sword was faster than Min Rou's sword and heavier than he imagined. The two swords intersected and sparks flew around. The sword was pressed down with a crisp crack. With a crisp sound, Pan Feng's arm was broken, and the back of the sword hit his chest heavily. Another muffled sound. In an instant, he felt uneven breathing.

The bones are broken.

The two horses intersected, and Tu Lichun's long slashing saber did not retract, but poked backwards, and a small spear tip on the sabered knife was on it. With a loud bang, he crawled into Pan Feng's back.

Tu Lichun shook his hand suddenly, and did not turn around, and ran straight forward with the slashing saber. Pan Feng's head suddenly tilted backwards, and his whole body froze on the horse. The spear was not deep, but it was at the critical point.

The sword light shone in front of him, and another slash of horse slash came with a whistling sound, but Pan Feng had no time to react.

The head rises with the knife.

Poor Pan Feng and the dignified General Lu Long, he died in the end at the hands of an unknown cavalryman in Wuwei.

The one hundred de wolf cavalry was still unparalleled on the battlefield. They drilled through Pan Feng's cavalry all the way and rushed forward hundreds of steps and turned around. There were more than seventy cavalry left in the hundred cavalry. Without any hesitation, Min Rou raised his sword and launched a second charge towards the way he came.

Behind them, Tu Lichun's one thousand cavalry further expanded the broken cross-section. When the three thousand guards led by Li Mitong rushed in through the gap, the four thousand Lulong cavalry were completely cut.

The Wuwei cavalry concentrated their strength and attacked the divided right-wing Lulong cavalry. Under the charge of the Chengde Wolf Cavalry, they easily dispersed nearly 2,000 Lulong cavalry on the right wing, and could no longer form an effective system.

And Pan Feng's death became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Pan Feng died and the flag fell. The command system of Lu Long's cavalry suddenly failed and fell into the state of fighting each other.

After only one incense stick, the cavalry immediately collapsed and joined the ranks of escape. The war pattern returned to the ranks of escape and pursuit.

From time to time, Lulong cavalry fell off their horses without any support. For these Lulong cavalry who were exhausted from their horses, the Wuwei cavalry didn't even look at them. They just focused on destroying their horses and chased the still-escaped cavalry. Only those who were standing on their way forward would make up for it.

The cavalry chased and fled, and instantly left Matou Village.

In the Matouzhai camp, Cheng Xu and his hundreds of remaining soldiers witnessed this cavalry war with their own eyes. For those who escaped death, there was nothing happier than seeing the enemy who had just destroyed them fall in front of them and being ruthlessly trampled by their own friendly forces.

Cheng Xu stood there with tears in his face, looking back at his surviving tribe, raised his arms and roared: "We won, we won."

Hundreds of remnants escaped, and in addition to glory, there was also joy on their faces.

"We won!" they shouted.

Although there are only hundreds of people left in the Three Thousand Shen Ce Army, for them, it is the most important transformation in their lives. From today on, they will become a truly strong army, rather than being regarded as a group of illusions by others.

Although Pan Feng's obstruction did not change the decline of Lu Long's main force, it undoubtedly gave them a certain amount of time.

In the Joe River, there were floating war horses and heads. The cavalrymen drove the war horses to the river, and then swam across the river with their ponytail horses.

Fortunately, it is November now, and the water of the Juma River has shrunk significantly. The extremely turbulent river during the flood season is now like a gentle little girl, with the river flowing lightly and extremely smoothly.

Min Rou, Tu Lichun and his horse stood on the river bank. Seeing the dense war horses on the river surface and the cavalry swimming in an extremely embarrassed manner, they looked at each other and smiled.

Although Li Ze took great risks in this battle, he finally won. And as Li Ze hoped, the situation in the north will be determined by one battle.

It’s not that Li Ze could not defend the county town of Yi County, but if this was the case, Zhang Zhongwu would have too many choices. He could attack Li Ze, or leave a unit to restrain Li Ze and lead the main force to Dou Shi Zhuang and Wang Sili’s retreat. For the two troops attacking Zhuangzhou, not to mention anything else, if the food route was cut off, they would die without a burial place. What’s more, Zhang Zhongwu could also drive troops around Dingzhou, Yizhou and directly break into Zhenzhou and Zhaozhou. That was a sorrow that Li Ze could not bear. For the cavalry, their mobility was too strong and there was too much room for tactical choices.

Li Ze had no choice but to risk going out of the city and use his huge bait to attract Zhang Zhongwu. If he killed him, Li Ze, it would undoubtedly be the easiest way to end the war.

Fortunately, his plan succeeded. Zhang Zhongwu indeed chose this simplest combat mode.

And even more fortunately, Li Ze won.
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