The gate of Guyuan Village slowly opened.

Luo Ke's enemy rushed to the front with a long spear, followed by 1,500 infantry who still had strength left behind.

It was not that he was not good at riding, but after the signs of war appeared, Tang Youzhi ordered all the horses in the camp and military camp to be gathered into a cavalry bodyguard. Half of them were led by Gu Mang and crossed the Beitiao River to act according to the opportunity in the northern theater.

The other half is led by Tang Youzhi's confidant general Tang Linfen. Now half of the 10,000 cavalry are trapped in Xishan Village, and the remaining 5,000 are following Tang Youzhi's army.

In addition, there were no more cavalry available in the eleven military villages on the northern front, so Tang Youzhi was prepared to defend everywhere from the beginning.

The infantry formation of Xiwu was still stable. Facing the Daliang sergeants rushing out from the stronghold, their faces did not show any panic, but gradually showed a decisive and heroic look. When the cavalry brigade resolutely left, these infantry

He already understood his destiny.

The Zangfengwei's left army and right army came from both wings and opened the way first with cavalry shooting. Fu Hongzhi's left army could maintain a high accuracy in cavalry shooting because most of them had military experience. Shang Yu's right army seemed to

It's terrible to see that these masters who generally have martial arts skills have not practiced archery, but archery in a stationary state and riding on horseback are two completely different concepts.

Looking at the long, crooked arrows in the air on the right wing with ridiculous directions, Pei Yue, who was watching from a distance, remained calm, which made Yang Yingji, who had been silently observing him next to him, look complicated.

Seeing with his own eyes that the Zangfeng Guards simply defeated and drove away the Xiwu Qingqi, Yang Yingji had to retract his previous views.

The strongest among this cavalry is undoubtedly the vanguard of the front army led by Chen Xianda, especially the hundreds of people who serve as the tip of the sword. They are determined and powerful, and are definitely stronger than the same number of Xiwu cavalry. The left and right armies are obviously

Slightly inferior, if we had the upper hand like today, we might be able to draw a tie with the Western Wu people.

As for the two thousand rear troops standing behind Pei Yue at this moment, Yang Yingji could not tell their depth yet.

Previously, he had always thought that Pei Yue had a domineering and powerful character to the extreme, but now when the young man saw the embarrassment of the right army while riding and shooting, there was no trace of anger on his face. This cultivation of energy made Yang Yingji start to re-examine him.

The left and right armies and the defenders of Guyuan Village attacked the Xiwu infantry formation from three sides.

The light cavalry could not take much advantage when facing the infantry formation, especially since the right army led by Shang Yu was not good at riding and shooting, so the battle was a close fight from the beginning.

When the infantry formation of Xiwu finally became loose, Pei Yue waved his hand, and Meng Longfu led two thousand rear troops to charge in from the southeast corner.

Up to this moment, Pei Yue still had no idea of ​​recalling the vanguard and sending them into battle.

Yang Yingji became more and more puzzled. He could not speculate on Pei Yue's strategy for the entire battle, but the tragic battle in front of him made him unable to sit back and watch. This middle-aged man, who was usually not lovable, asked in a deep voice: "Pei Yue, Imperial Envoy

,Why not let the former army participate in the battle?"

Pei Yue turned his head and looked at him, his cold eyes seeming to remind him of what he had said before.

Yang Yingji looked at each other without fear. Even if this young powerful man asked his soldiers to seal his mouth, he would still ask clearly.

Pei Yue did not do that. He lowered his eyes slightly and said softly: "Master Yang, since you were born in Ningguo Mansion, you should know that soldiers can only truly grow by seeing blood. Of course, I know the strength of the former army. If they join, the West

Wu's infantry can't resist at all, but if I have to rely on these two thousand people at all times, what else do I need other people for?"

"But -" Yang Yingji did not agree with this statement. The growth of an army always takes time.

Gu Suo

Pei Yue decisively interrupted him: "There is no but, time waits for us not, they don't have much time. In addition, Mr. Yang may underestimate my soldiers too much."

Yang Yingji turned to look at the battlefield doubtfully, and soon discovered that the situation was changing.

The 6,000 Tibetan front guards decisively fought on horseback and on foot, surrounding the Xiwu infantry from three sides, leaving the eastern side to the defenders of Guyuan Village.

I saw these cavalrymen in groups of ten. Some took off the wooden shields hanging from the horses' bellies, while others stood at the front with long spears. The rest attacked from both sides. In an instant, they formed a formation that Yang Yingji had never seen before.

Six hundred small mandarin duck formations were divided into three parts. Under the command of their respective commanders and guerrillas, they continuously penetrated the formation of Xiwu infantry.

During the attack, the small mandarin duck formations were still changing, or two, three, or five or six small formations formed a medium-sized formation. The power was by no means a simple addition. What was presented to Yang Yingji was overwhelming strength.

The effects of the Zangfengwei's hard training over the past month finally showed.

Queues, physical fitness, riding skills, formations and military regulations, these are the tasks assigned by Pei Yue.

After all, Yang Yingji is a discerning person. At this time, he finally understood the strength of the Zangfengwei. This is by no means a new army without any experience. On the contrary, judging from their combat power, will and experience, even in the powerful long-term

He also has a place among the troops of Gong Camp. What's more, the abilities displayed by Pei Yue's four commanders made even him a little jealous.

The bloody battle lasted for nearly an hour. After the initial firm defense was defeated by the Zangfeng Guards using the Mandarin Duck Formation, the Xiwu Infantry Army began to surrender, and then it was out of control.

The sun was setting, and Fu Hongzhi, who was covered in blood, came to Pei Yue and said with cupped hands: "Sir, we have lived up to our orders and defeated the Western Wu Infantry Army. The specific results are being tallied."

Pei Yue nodded slightly and said to Yang Yingji who was next to him: "Yang Qiancheng, you are in charge of the military merit audit of the Longgong Camp, so I ask you to go to the scene to verify the military merits of this battle, and register them together with the military merit documents of the Zangfeng Guards."

Fu Hongzhi looked at Yang Yingji with cold eyes. He had no good impressions of this middle-aged man, and he was born in a wealthy Wenhua family. Although he was an outlier who didn't like to study, he still had a somewhat aloof air.

Yang Yingji nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

This answer almost shocked Fu Hongzhi. He always felt that it was a bit unreal. Could it be that this battle with Zangfengwei had completely conquered this pedantic old official?

Shortly after the two left, Shang Yu, who was also covered in blood, led Luo Kedi to pay homage.

Luo Kedi raised his eyes to look at the young and handsome Pei Yue, stepped forward and paid homage: "Guanyuanzhai Guardsman Luo Kedi, pays homage to the deputy imperial envoy and the commander of the Zangfeng Guard, Lord Pei."

Before he could kneel down, a figure appeared in front of him, and then Pei Yue reached out to help him up.

Luo Kedi had mixed feelings in his heart. It seemed that many of the rumors were untrue.
Chapter completed!