Looking into the distance, the Song cavalry troops from Bianliang City were still fighting fiercely, but it seemed that it was coming to an end. Knowing that he did not need to rescue himself, Ji Zhu shouted towards Yangxing Village.
"Come on. Let's clean up the battlefield." Wang Yi, who was behind the low wall, stood up with a smile, and then said to the two commanders Wen Yang and Zhang Qi who were still stunned.
"This...is it over?" Zhang Qi still asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, what else? Okay, there are still a lot of prisoners that we have to take over. I'm afraid the young commander will be useful for a while, so we have to go faster." Wang Yi nodded, thinking to himself,
All the enemies have been killed, why not end it?
The words fell into the ears of Wen Yang and Zhang Qi, and both of them couldn't help but think, "The Black Cavalry is really powerful, but General Zhongwu, who is called the Young Marshal, should be even more powerful."
Are you kidding me? Can you command elites like Black Cavalry if you are not powerful?
On the battlefield, Yang Wenguang and his men were still fighting with the Mongolian riders like Gurli.
Nearly half an hour passed, and the Song cavalry suffered considerable losses. However, as the fighting continued, some people had begun to adapt to the cruelty of the battlefield.
At least Yang Wenguang got used to it quickly. Compared with the knife-catching tasks he had taken before, although these Mengqi were mediocre in individual strength, they were still very difficult to deal with together, and each of these Mengqi was not afraid of death.
In just a short while, there were more than 300 cavalrymen around, and of course, most of them were injured.
Fortunately, after paying such a heavy price, the number of Mongolian riders has also changed from the initial two hundred to less than fifty now.
Even these fifty Mongolian knights
It was divided into several sections and surrounded by nearly a thousand Song cavalry.
With an absolute numerical advantage of fifty to one, the Mengqi were no longer as brave as before. Some of them had begun to lose strength. When the swords and guns were attacking their bodies, one after another the Mengqi were finally defeated.
Died on the spot.
Gurley has changed seven opponents.
In other words, at least six Song cavalrymen were killed or injured in his hands. The last opponent was Hu Yanqing.
Every time the two maces hit him hard, Gurli's arms trembled. By this time, the tiger's mouth had cracked and was bleeding outward.
The rude man in front of him seemed to have endless strength. Every time he wielded his mace, he brought out huge power.
If it were normal, Gurley could also resort to a free-for-all, consuming the opponent's physical strength first, and then strike back when the opportunity was right.
But now, surrounded by Song cavalry, he had no way to hide or escape, so he could only carry it hard again and again, withstanding the huge force coming from the mace.
"Hahaha, I will kill this person, and none of you will participate." Hu Yanqing, who was excited about the fight, laughed loudly, and once again the maces in his hands were filled with huge power and hit Gurli.
when!
Gurley raised his sword to block it. Finally, cracks appeared on the scarred saber, and then it broke in two pieces.
The mace was also like a flying waterfall, falling on Gurli's shoulders without any resistance, and forcibly made a big dent in his chest.
With his ribs broken and unable to breathe, Geli looked at Hu Yanqing, a reckless man, with hatred. Then, out of reluctance, he leaned back and fell off the horse.
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Hahaha, I killed another one, but this one looks a bit powerful." Hu Yanqing laughed happily when he saw Gurli being killed.
At this moment, he felt that he was a great hero, a hero who defended his country and killed the barbarians.
"Okay, everyone is dead, no need to call, the whole team has gathered." Yang Wenguang came to Hu Yanqing's side at some unknown time.
"Assemble, do you still want to kill the enemy?" Hu Yanqing said excitedly.
When I was practicing martial arts since I was young, all I wanted was to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy. That is what a man should do. Now that he finally got what he wanted, how could Hu Yanqing be unhappy?
"Kill whatever you want, the enemies are all dead. Okay, gather all your people and assemble them." Yang Wenguang's eyes did not show the joy after winning the battle. On the contrary, he was still a little depressed.
"The enemies are all dead, how is it possible?" Hu Yanqing didn't believe it. Just now he remembered that there were more than a thousand Mongolian cavalry. Even if they took all four thousand cavalry, they still couldn't win, so how could they be killed?
Light.
While talking, Hu Yanqing looked around, and then he saw the battlefield was completely silent. At some point, there were many black knights around, staring at them eagerly.
Just now, Hu Yanqing was busy killing enemies and didn't pay attention to what was happening outside. Now he looked at the black knight who suddenly appeared, with a look of curiosity on his face, "Who are these people?"
"Shut up, no one will treat you as a mute if you don't speak. Hurry up and prepare to gather." Yang Wenguang saw his brother inquiring about the identity of the black knight. He couldn't help being surprised and hurriedly reminded him.
Black Cavalry, Yang Wenguang and most of the others saw it just now. It was after they appeared that Meng Wenguang
The cavalry were so frightened that they fled in panic. They followed the black cavalry and charged forward to kill them. After that, the Mongolian cavalry were defeated and either died or captured. Not even one of them could escape.
The power of the Black Cavalry was deeply imprinted in the minds of Yang Wenguang and others at this moment.
Although everyone was also curious about the origin of the other party, they thought that the other party appeared like a god of death and killed nearly two thousand Mongolian riders in such a short period of time. Where could such a fierce man go to inquire about it, in case he offended anyone?
Isn't it because he thinks his life is too long and is looking for death?
Of the four thousand reserve cavalry, fewer than three thousand were still standing.
Among them, about 500 people were killed and more than 500 people were injured.
The injured are now gathered together, standing on the other side and watching here. They don't know what will happen next, but their feeling tells them that what happens next will not be good.
Of course it won't be too good.
Four thousand against two thousand, they were all cavalry, but they fled as soon as they came into contact.
Even the last two hundred Mongolian cavalry were captured by Yang Wenguang, Hu Yanqing and others who spent a lot of effort and paid a high price.
In order to destroy Geli's two hundred Mongolian cavalry, more than one hundred people were killed and more than five hundred wounded.
When the result was reported to Su Shi, he couldn't help but laugh.
Laughing angrily.
I originally thought that even if they were in waste, these people were preparing to form the Forbidden Army, the future Forbidden Army, and the most elite existence in the Song Dynasty in the future.
But looking at it now, Su Shi began to have doubts about the 300,000 imperial troops guarding Bianliang City. Are they really that strong? They couldn't be all fake.
These are not the issues that Su Shi has to consider now, what he has to face now is
Deal with these reserve imperial troops. There have been a lot of deserters just now. If they are not punished, where is the military discipline? How can we use such an army to solve the problem in the north.
Don't look at the joke. There are deserters. Once a war breaks out, it will affect the morale of the army and there will definitely be bigger problems.
Taking advantage of the fact that we haven't really gone deep into the northern front yet, weeding out unqualified soldiers is what Su Shi wants to do now.
Three thousand reserve guards were standing beside the woods. Their horses and weapons had been taken away, leaving only their armor.
Without their weapons, if Su Shi wanted to attack them now, they would have no power to fight back.
The Preparatory Guards knew this result very well, but no one resisted. Without it, many black knights around them were staring at them, as if they would kill them if they made any changes.
The reserve imperial army was defeated by the Mongolian cavalry, and the Mongolian cavalry was defeated by the black cavalry.
In comparison, how could the Preparatory Imperial Army be the Black Cavalry's opponent?
Under the gaze of the black knight, the woods were quiet except for the sound of the wind. It was not until the wheelchair appeared and pressed on the dirt road that it hit a stone and made a thud.
Attention was attracted.
Su Shi appeared in a wheelchair, with Lou Yang and Bai Xing on his left and right.
Unlike at the review ground in Bianliang City, both of them were now wearing black anti-stab suits, and their original armors had been thrown away long ago.
The same loudspeaker appeared in Su Shi's hand again.
"How's it going? It's my first time on the battlefield, so everyone must have a lot of thoughts."
The first sentence, Su Shi
There was no blame, it was just like chatting about family matters, and there was laughter.
"hehe."
There were indeed many people in the Preparatory Imperial Army below who responded in agreement, with Hu Yanqing being the loudest among them.
"Yes, people who have never experienced it will never know its cruelty. The real battlefield is a life-and-death struggle, and people can die at any time."
"That is to say, in this place, human life will appear very fragile. You may be alive and kicking in one breath, but you will have become a corpse with body temperature in the next breath."
"But this is war, this is real war. If anyone feels that he cannot adapt, he can come forward now."
"Wanting to get the title of hero, wanting to be the glory of the family, how can it be such a simple thing? It is impossible to get it without dedication and risk. Okay, now whoever feels that they can't adapt can stand up. I
I will send you and the wounded soldiers back to Bianliang City."
Su Shi's voice was neither urgent nor slow, as if he was explaining a fact, just like an elder discussing with the juniors. At least when he heard what everyone was saying, it wasn't that harsh.
Su Shi put down the loudspeaker and looked at the three thousand soldiers, waiting for them to make a decision.
Not only Su Shi, but also the thousands of black knights on the side were looking at them, but no matter how they looked at them, the eyes of these people were full of ridicule and sarcasm. It seemed to be saying, you are not good, if you are timid now
Just quit before it's too late.
Naturally, the bloody people couldn't bear to face such gazes. They snorted back and still stood proudly in the team.
But there is one more
Some timid people found that they had thought of war as too simple, even too beautiful.
He thought that as soon as he appeared on the battlefield, he could scare away the aliens with his domineering aura.