Three hundred and ninetieth chapters no such lucky people as me
Since ancient times, there have been frontier poems saying that the two northwest dragons are full of energy, but now it is even more so in the west of the northwest.
Liuzhou deputy general Xie Xiqiu personally led 10,000 monk soldiers from the Landao Mountain to take the initiative to leave the city, trying his best to stagnate the retreat speed of the Beimang Buba soldiers and two thousand Southern Dynasties' border cavalry, and did not let go of the fight. Once the Beimang army turned around and set up a charge and fight, the monk soldiers also formed the formation on the spot, keeping the troops still, just like the way of hospitality for the rich man, preparing enough wine and waiting for the guests to come.
Bubazhu, who suffered heavy losses in the battle to attack Fengxiang Army Town, soon realized that the situation was not good. After all, there were still 6,000 soldiers to fight. In addition, the two thousand cavalrymen who were supporting the wind, they could take more initiative if they wanted to fight or retreat. The general of Bubazhu was born in Beiting Qiexue Wei, and Beimang established his country with martial arts. Relying on his family and military merits was the two most important advancement paths. He was able to serve as one of the three leading commanders of Bubazhu. Perhaps he had not yet made any progress.
He must be a great military genius, but he is definitely not a mediocre person who only relies on his family background to steal power. The guardian city of Fengxiang Military Town exudes a strange atmosphere. It can be defended more solidly from the beginning, but the general clearly deliberately raised their appetites, like a brothel woman who wanted to speak, and she clearly decided to sell her skills but not her own, but she gave people the illusion of wanting to refuse, which made Bu Baju, who knew it later, throw away four thousand corpses in vain.
Then the ten thousand monks bit their tails tightly, and it is not difficult to guess with the intention that a cavalry of the Northern Liang border army was about to arrive. As for whom it was, the ten thousand commanders of the Bubazhu couldn't figure it out or guess it. Logically speaking, the cavalry of Liuzhou could no longer have freed to stop them. This time, this time, the two military towns in Linyao, Fengxiang, the border troops of the Southern Dynasties dispatched 20,000 Bubazhu and the 5,000 elite cavalry responsible for escorting along the way. Even if they were divided into two groups, they could not be eaten by only a few thousand cavalry in Beiliang.
What's more, the Liuzhou cavalry is already under military strength, so how could it take a large number of cavalry to leave the main battlefield north of Qingcang City? Could it be the two Beiliang Light Cavalry who bypassed many military towns and fortresses and rushed into the hinterland of Gusai Prefecture? But the question is how can they return to the border in time? Could it be that these two weak military towns were bait at the beginning? But this is even more unreasonable. Even the Bubashi Wanfu Commander, after receiving the order of Huang Songpu Army, did not know where to go. They just went south until they crossed the Liangmang border, and learned that they were going to attack Fengxiang Linyao. During this period, the confidential spider web spy in his hand was confident that the 20,000 monk soldiers in Lantuo Mountain should go straight to Qingcang, or was there really a god in Qingliang Mountain and the Protectorate Palace who could predict that there were indeed unexpected gods in Qingliang Mountain in Beiliang and the Protectorate?
Faced with the ten thousand monks of Lantuo Mountain, the Bubazhu was so frustrated that he was extremely frustrated. If he really didn't care about it, he would have no chance of winning. He would just wait for death to wait for the Beiliang side cavalry to arrive and cut off his head. But if he didn't fight, those bald monks with amazing strength and fearlessness were really useless measures. Every once in a while, two or three hundred monks would act as death-death soldiers, regardless of physical loss, bit them hard on their butts.
The most upsetting thing is that before leaving the city, these bald donkeys in Lantu Mountain probably emptied the armory of Fengxiang Army Town, carrying no less than two thousand light crossbows and staircase bows. Judging from the number of arrow bags carried by monks, there are no less than 40,000 to 50,000 arrows. If you say it is accurate, it is just a common bow, and even the riding bows that the prairie boys are bumping on the back of the horses on the grassland are always dense. In addition, the monks and soldiers are strong and burly, and everyone draws the bows.
Like a full moon, what accurate it takes is? It will be like rain! The most terrifying thing is the way the young Liuzhou general plays, which makes the 40,000 to 50,000 arches and arrows that are not astonishing as the number of 40,000 arches and arrows that are not astonishing as the world can be pulled out of the corpse or pick up the arrows from the ground, and take back the arrow bags one by one. This makes the two thousand army elite cavalry who are unwilling to wait for death and launch three rounds of charge, and cannot play enough for the cavalry to fight in the field.
As for the advantage of heaven, as for the little bit of encroaching on the monks and infantry, it was even more terrifying. The range of the horse bow was inferior to that of the arch, and the Southern Dynasties' border cavalry was all light armored and light bowed. In the end, the Bubazhu General had no choice but to discover that although the two thousand cavalry left with considerable troops, the monk soldier of Lantuo actually collected more than 200 war horses. After occupying the land of the magpie nest, he seemed to have more than 200 more horses at once!
This battle made the ten thousand men almost vomit blood.
The Liuzhou General who had not been trapped in the battle from beginning to end was so disgusting!
In the end, it was really impossible to delay. The Wanmao Bubazhu had to find the cavalry general from Shiya Army Town, Gusai Prefecture. He wanted to speak but stopped and was extremely difficult to speak.
The rider, who knew it, smiled and said nothing more. Although he was just a nodding friend who was familiar with each other's faces, the rider took off a very worn white jade python belt around his waist and begged the captain of ten thousand men to return to the Southern Dynasty and handed it over to him, the young man's eldest son, only saying that it was given to his father by the late emperor. Although it is no longer valuable now, it is a family heirloom of their small family.
After the rectification of one thousand six hundred cavalry, the horse head faced south and the sword faced south. The cavalry general turned his head and saw Bu Bashu quickly evacuated northward from the battlefield.
This ordinary cavalry general who is not famous in the Beimang border may not know that he fought a similar cavalry general in another battlefield in Liuzhou not long ago. A Beiliang cavalry general shouted the tragic saying "I wish the dead will die with me."
As Hong Jiafeng brought hundreds of thousands of residents to the Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties, the grassland was still as martial as the wind, but it subtly injected many soft breaths, just like the green grass on the grassland year after year.
This official rank was only from the fourth-rank border cavalry, and occasionally went to the Xijing Temple to participate in military and national affairs. During that period, I met many civil servants and literati, most of whom were not in line with their temperament and had no relationship. However, at the scattered celebration banquets, or at the banquets where they were pulled to make up the numbers, I also heard some strange things that he could not imagine.
For example, on the misty rainy day of the apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the deep flower branches, the shallow flower branches, and branches welcome the spring.
He knew that he and the 1,600 cyclists behind him were destined to be unable to see the scenery of the Central Plains and Jiangnan.
Just die.
The cavalryman pulled out the Beimang sword and shouted angrily: "Kill!"
When Xie Xiqie left the city, he rode a Northern Liang war horse. At this time, he stopped behind the monk's infantry formation. He looked up and smiled slightly.
Twenty thousand monks fought with cavalry in infantry, and soon a 10,000 light cavalry in Beiliang would return to their colors and fight with cavalry in infantry.
Moreover, Beiliang actually has the advantage in terms of both numbers. This good situation that should not have appeared on the battlefield of Liangmang is naturally attributed to one of the two masters of the Great Chu.
However, when Xie Xiqiu saw the Beimang cavalry going to die heroically, the deputy general of Liuzhou couldn't help but think of the tragic battle at Miyun Mountain Pass. The piles of corpses were so piled up that it was impossible to tell whether it was the Beiliang border army or the Beimang barbarian.
It turns out that the Iron Cavalry of Beiliang regards life and death as a trivial matter, and the same is true for Beimang.
After Xie Xifeng's long military and official career, as the unparalleled Confucian general who finally became the second-rank general of Liyang and was given the title of a pillar country, as the pillar of the northwest of a country, even if he continued to suppress the rebellion and grassland again and again under the situation where the overall situation was settled, he never used a "barbarian" in his life
The two characters are used as the prefix of the Beimang soldiers.
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To the south of the outer city of Huaiyang Pass, the horse that did not enter the city stopped alone on the yellow sand high slope, as if waiting for someone.
Soon a burly body broke through the air and rushed over, with a momentum like a rainbow.
The young vassal king who left the eighty horses of the Wu family in the pass turned over and dismounted, and asked in a deep voice: "How?"
The man who was the sect looked ugly, "When I arrived at Dunhuang City, it was too late. Tens of thousands of grassland cavalrymen still surrounded him after breaking through the city. After I broke into the city, I did not look for the woman you mentioned. After I found out the news, I only confirmed that the man named Xu Pu had died in battle."
Xu Fengnian's lips were pursed tightly and trembled slightly.
Xu Pu.
A man who once called Uncle Xu when he was young.
He was the first generation of cavalry general of the Xu family as well as Wu Qi, and his seniority in the army was even higher than that of Chen Zhibao, Yuan Zuozong, Chu Lushan and the other three.
Huyan Daguan, who secretly sneaked into the Beimang grassland, was hesitant, and seemed to be a little speech that was hard to speak.
Xu Fengnian smiled bitterly and said, "Is there any worse news than this?"
Huyan Daguan was silent.
Xu Fengnian said calmly: "Say."
Hu Yan Daguan exhaled heavily, "The old woman's order to the besieged cavalry was to kill anyone when the city was broken."
Xu Fengnian slowly loosened the reins of the horse.
The body dissipated instantly.
The next moment, a loud bang suddenly sounded on the high slope.
Huyan Daguan Station was set on the north side of the hillside, shaking his wrist at will.
The young vassal king stood on the edge of the hillside to the south, and a sudden gully appeared between the two.
Hu Yan Daguan said expressionlessly: "At least 30,000 to 40,000 Beimang cavalry are waiting for you to fall into the trap, and the hundreds of spider-web spies who were in charge of Li Mibi are waiting for you."
Another loud thunder sound.
Hu Yan Daguan kept the posture of hammering his fists forward and said with a sharp look: "Xu Fengnian! Don't you know the exact bad news about that woman is the trap of the old woman and Li Mibi deliberately seducing you to die?! You can't see through such a crude method?!"
In an instant, the loud noise was far better than the previous two times that were already shocking enough.
Huyan Daguan almost knocked the young man who insisted on looking north several feet with one punch.
Huyan Daguan said coldly: "Since the reason you can't understand, you can't listen anyway, so that's fine! Although Huyan Daguan may not be able to defeat you, it will be not difficult to fight half-death. I want to see how you, Xu Fengnian, enter Dunhuang City by then!"
I don’t know if it’s true that the old saying of Central Plains is just three.
The young vassal king no longer continued to rush north, but slowly walked to the north of the high slope, standing side by side with Huyan Daguan one person facing north and one person facing south.
The young man squatted down with his hands and looked quietly towards the north.
Hu Yan Daguan comforted her: "If you don't show up, she really has a glimmer of hope, do you understand?"
The young man nodded, "Just figured it out."
Huyan Daguan felt relieved.
He was really scared if he really wanted to have a life-and-death battle with this young man.
There was no way, he Huyan Daguan was an old man with family.
Huyan Daguan, who was in a complicated mood, only sighed.
The young man's lips moved slightly, and he was silent and silent.
"Don't say that I'm so poor that I'm so jingling, my sleeves hold the breeze. Don't ridicule me when I'm sleepy, and I'm making quilts. Don't laugh at me when I'm thirsty, and I don't have good wine. I'm here to make pots. Don't feel unhappy in my life, and I'm hanging three feet of swords... There is no lucky person like me, and I'm so lucky person like me..."
Chapter completed!