However, the cavalry of the Western Mountain Imperial Guards were really not vegetarians. When they collided with the Northwest Cavalry, both sides were absolutely unique. They waved their sabers and either you died or I died.

It was the Xishan cavalry that blocked the speed of the northwest cavalry's impact. The war horses neighed, the swords and swords were shadows, and the two torrents squeezed together to form a huge steel vortex.

Qiao Mingtang shouted loudly to cheer for the Xishan Army. Xiao Moyun waved his sword to assemble the Xishan infantry and rushed to the Northwest Army camp. The formation of the Xishan Army was not scattered, and the spear infantry quickly formed. Under Xiao Moyun's command, the spear infantry was divided into two teams, one team heading west, and after the Xishan cavalry, the other team quickly turned south.

The sound of trumpets came from the south, and the sound of horse hooves also came from the south. Xiao Moyun knew that if he only pointed his finger at the northwest cavalry in the west, the cavalry coming from the south would easily destroy the flanks of the Xishan Army, and the safety of the flanks must be ensured.

All three hundred cavalrymen in the West Mountain went to the west, and they still felt that the cavalry was insufficient. No cavalry could stand up in the south, so they could only use spearmen to meet the enemy. Thousands of spearmen formed three rows and under the command of Xiao Moyun, they quickly moved south. At this time, they heard the sound of horse hooves in the south getting closer. Although the spearmen were like a forest and their momentum was not weak, many soldiers still changed their colors slightly when they heard the rumbling horse hooves that were approaching.

When Qiao Mingtang saw that the soldiers under his command were not in chaos, he felt a little relieved. Although the cavalry rushing towards the west was not weak, their strength was as expected, not huge, and he also had some confidence.

When Qiao Mingtang heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the south, he didn't care at first. Thousands of cavalry had appeared in the west. With Chu Huan's existing troops, the south should have fewer troops. Although it was very difficult to fight against cavalry with infantry, it was not impossible to fight. However, the sound of horse hooves in the south was getting closer and closer. Qiao Mingtang felt something was wrong. He originally focused on the west end, but at this time he couldn't help looking south.

This time, he fought desperately. Qiao Mingtang personally went on the battle, and all the officers and soldiers led by him also went on the battle. Commander Pang was just a civil servant, but he had to take a knife and follow him. He had never experienced any war and could only follow Qiao Mingtang. Seeing the soldiers fighting on both sides, cruel and ruthless, he was already frightened. The screams of fighting that kept coming into his ears made Commander Pang's face turn pale. Seeing Qiao Mingtang turn his horse's head and look south, Commander Pang couldn't help but turn his attention to the south. When he heard the rumbling sound of horse hooves, Commander Pang said casually: "Du Qiao, why is the sound of horse hooves coming from the south louder than the west, it seems like there are thousands of troops!"

Qiao Mingtang was frowning, but when he heard Master Pang say this, his face suddenly changed and he said in a lost voice: "What did you say?"

When Chief Pang saw Qiao Mingtang turning his head to look at him, his face, which was originally very elegant, seemed distorted and terrifying. He felt cold in his heart and said in a trembling voice: "Duke Qiao, the lower official!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Qiao Mingtang twitched and murmured to himself: "If that were true, why didn't Chu Huan take the initiative to attack this? This is impossible!"

Commander Pang didn't understand what Qiao Mingtang meant for a while, but heard a burst of exclamations from the south.

Xiao Moyun's face changed drastically at this time, and his pupils expanded. As Qiao Mingtang estimated, Chu Huan's troops were very weak. Since there were as many as thousands of cavalry in the west, the troops in the south must be even weaker. However, at this time, it was obviously not the case. He was in charge of the Ministry of War. Although leading troops may not be a good player, he knew very well about the military equipment. He only heard the sound of horse hooves as loud as thunder, which was far above the number of iron cavalry in the northwest to the west.

In the dark night, the Xishan spearmen who had already set up their formations and were waiting for the battle stared at the front and vaguely saw countless black shadows appearing in their eyes. Soon, everyone saw that dense cavalry swept over like a tide. In the eyes, there were cavalry like tigers and wolfs, with speed as lightning. Before the people and horses had arrived, the bitter murderous aura had already hit the face.

The Northwest Army is the most powerful and famous all over the world. Once it goes to the battlefield, the Northwest children will be the most fierce soldiers and will not fear death.

Xiao Moyun opened his mouth wide and couldn't make a sound. At this time, he had already seen clearly that the oncoming cavalry, not to mention a thousand people, may be more than three or four thousand people.

He really didn't know where Chu Huan transformed so many northwest iron cavalry from.

Facing thousands of murderous cavalry in the northwest, Xiao Moyun was more optimistic and fought against him with the infantry at his hands. It was undoubtedly a battle between sheep and tiger.

It seemed as if a cold and cold water poured down, Xiao Moyun felt that his whole body was cold and bone-perfect, and every inch of his skin was chilling.

"Du Qiao!" Xiao Moyun suddenly shouted shrillly: "Retreat quickly!" He almost subconsciously turned his horse's head, slapped the horse and left.

The soldiers of Xishan who were in line to fight were seeing the black Northwest cavalry rolling over like a flood. Many of them were stunned and wanted to leave, but their hands and feet seemed unable to move for a moment. They watched the torrent of steel hit their faces and hit them hard.

"Boom boom boom!"

With the violent impact, mixed with continuous shrill screams, the northwest cavalry swept by like a strong wind, and the war horses were like tigers roaming out of the Xishan soldiers lined up in front, and the sabers in the hands of the northwest cavalry were like sickle harvesting wheat ears. Wherever they passed, corpses were everywhere. Thousands of cavalry who had been prepared had faced Qiao Mingtang, a legion that was not powerful, as if a group of tigers were rushing into the flock of sheep.

Qiao Mingtang wanted his soldiers to harvest the heads of the Northwest Army and give them a heavy reward. At this moment, the soldiers realized that it was not easy to take the heads of the Northwest Army, but it was easy to throw away their heads.

The Northwest Army on the battlefield has always been cruel and ruthless.

Just as they met, the Xishan infantry was instantly dispersed by the northwest cavalry like a torrent of steel. Until this moment, many soldiers who were still keeping their heads finally came to their senses.

Most of the Xishan army were temporarily recruited. Before, they heard Qiao Mingtang issued a heavy reward order, but they were extremely excited. Many people were in charge of the patrol guards and rarely received a hundred taels of silver for several years. Now a head can be exchanged for hundreds of taels of silver, and the reward is generous, but many people have put in full effort to make a fortune on this battlefield.

But at this time they realized that the fighting on the battlefield is completely different from the fighting on the street, and is far from the fighting in the martial arts world. Anyone seems small and fragile on this vast battlefield.

Seeing the northwest cavalry that was rushing like a tiger, the blood of the strong men had already dried up. Although the two thousand Western Mountain Imperial Guards were shocked, they were affiliated with the regular army and would not collapse instantly due to the harsh situation. However, the strong men had no military rules in their minds at this time, and only one thought was to escape from this terrible battlefield and save their lives.

The large number of people had already fled to the north. Several generals shouted loudly, trying to stop the defeat of the troops and horses, and even slashed several people with swords, but it was useless.

Qiao Mingtang's face was pale and his mind was even blank. As the torrent of steel rushed in from the south, his team seemed to be swallowed by monsters in an instant, and his hand holding the knife actually trembled.

"Let's go!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Master Pang knew that he would definitely lose. He turned his head, but saw Qiao Mingtang looking south in a daze and shouting loudly: "Du Qiao, go quickly, we are not their opponents!"

Qiao Mingtang followed four or five cavalry, and they were the personal servants. Commander Pang shouted twice. Seeing that Qiao Mingtang did not respond, he was very anxious and ordered the cavalrymen: "Hurry up, protect the Governor General to get out!"

Several cavalrymen naturally saw that the situation was not good, and surrounded him. Someone had already grabbed Qiao Mingtang's reins and turned his horse's head. Qiao Mingtang came to his senses and said sternly: "Let go, what are you going to do?"

"Duke Qiao, they have thousands of cavalrymen, who have been waiting for us to come to the door." Chief Pang said loudly: "We are trapped and can't fight anymore!"

Qiao Mingtang had a fire in his eyes. Of course, he knew what it would mean to him if this battle failed. He angrily scolded: "You let me escape like this?"

"Governor General, victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists. If you keep the green mountains, you will not worry about burning firewood!" Commander Pang saw that the northwest cavalry was about to come over, and he was anxious: "If you make any mistakes, the whole western mountain will be over. As long as you retreat to Yunshan, you can make a comeback. The court will definitely send troops to help!"

Qiao Mingtang was obviously a little unwilling to accept it, but what Pang said was the point. If he died here tonight, the entire Xishan would have no leader. Chu Huan, with the power of great victory, was not impossible to wipe out the Xishan Mountain. He sighed and no longer hesitated. He snatched the reins of the horse, shook it hard, and fled north under the protection of a small number of soldiers.

Xu Qing and Hu Miao above the city were also extremely frightened at this time. The situation on the battlefield was very chaotic. The two could not tell what happened for a while. However, the Xishan soldiers were defeated. They saw it. Seeing the ants-like Xishan soldiers fled northward like tides. Xu Qing was about to faint. Hu Miao held Xu Qing and said anxiously: "Sir, sir, it seems that the Governor was defeated. What should we do?"

Xu Qing was weak and leaning on Hu Miao, feeling weak: "The reinforcements were defeated, Tongzhou City could not be defended. After Chu Huan entered the city, he would definitely not let us go!"

Hu Miao said anxiously: "What should we do?"

"Let's go!" Xu Qing reluctantly supported himself, "Hu Qianhu, quickly summon the soldiers, let's withdraw from the east gate, hurry up!"

Hu Miao saw the Xishan Army collapse like a tide, and knew that the situation was going to go. He stomped his feet and sent an order: "Protect the Lord and withdraw from the east gate!"
Chapter completed!