Murong Yanzhao looked at the city in front of him, his thick eyebrows almost wrinkled into a straight line, and there was a fire burning in his heart.
He asked for this battle himself.
After losing connections and selling favors, the emperor Luo Youdu was particularly merciful and got the opportunity to lead troops on an expedition.
As a result, the Hezhou City in front of him was blocked, and one can imagine the depression in his heart.
After hammering his head, Murong Yanzhao couldn't help but scolded himself: "This pig brain doesn't have any ideas?"
Originally, he thought that as long as he was fast enough, he could capture Hezhou City with lightning speed.
However, the powerful Zhangmi tribe in Hezhou has worked hard in Hezhou for decades and established alliances with many small and medium-sized tribes.
Especially some small tribes close to the borders of the Central Plains. Some of them were even supported and cultivated by the Zhangmi tribe who spent a lot of money.
As soon as Murong Yanzhao's troops entered the country, the small tribe immediately sent out fast horses to inform them overnight.
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No matter how fast Murong Yanzhao was, he could not match the speed of one person and three riders.
Therefore, the success fell short.
Blocked by Hezhou City...
But Murong Yanzhao could still accept it.
But with Li Chuyun and Li Qianpu's achievements reaching Hezhou City, Murong Yanzhao couldn't keep it off his face.
Murong Yanzhao was a senior general of the older generation. When Liu Zhiyuan, the founder of the Later Han Dynasty, launched his army, Murong Yanzhao followed Guo Wei, who was still a general, and had a high status in the army.
Li Qianpu and Li Chuyun are far from comparable in terms of qualifications and status.
But now they have three groups of troops, each fighting better than the other.
Especially Li Chuyun, who was the most difficult one. He was deeply involved in the enemy and actually single-handedly stabilized the situation in Liangzhou!
This really made Murong Yanzhao lose face.
Murong Yanqing quickly came to Murong Yanzhao's side and said: "Brother, someone from the Privy Council is here."
Murong Yanzhao's face changed slightly and he said: "Let's go, it's a blessing not a curse."
The two brothers came to the military tent together.
Han Wei took the first step and bowed: "Deputy Privy Councilor Han Wei has seen Commander Murong Jie!"
Murong Yanzhao knew that he was Han Tong's son and was highly regarded by Luo Youdu, so he said: "Nephew Han Xian, there is no need to be polite. I have received an order from the Privy Council!"
Han Wei handed over the Privy Council Order he carried to Murong Yanzhao.
Murong Yanzhao thought that the Privy Council would accuse him of being unfavorable in the war, so he didn't want the order to say nothing about the war, and everything he said was military affairs.
They came on horseback, carrying no infantry, no logistical supplies, and no siege equipment.
This Privy Council Order is all about the subsequent dispatch of troops, horses and supplies.
As the commander of this army, Murong Yanzhao needed to understand the arrangements.
Han Wei said: "I wonder what Commander Murong Jie still lacks in his army. My nephew will try his best to make arrangements to meet the needs of the front line."
Murong Yanzhao stayed for a long time and said, "Your Majesty has no other instructions for the frontline war?"
Han Wei said: "The Privy Council has not received any information. As far as my nephew knows, your Majesty seems to have said that you do not trust the people you employ, and you do not use the people you doubt. I heard that your Majesty also appointed the magistrate of Hezhou. I think your majesty has full confidence in the ability of the governor."
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Murong Yanzhao's eyes widened slightly, and he felt proud in his heart, and said: "The Privy Council has made such sufficient arrangements, and there is no other request. Say hello to Your Majesty for me, and say that Murong Yanzhao will never betray his trust."
Murong Yanzhao watched Han Wei leave and said to Murong Yanqing: "I will order five thousand soldiers and horses to go out and walk around. You guard the camp, stay still, and wait for the infantry support."
Murong Yanqing was surprised and said: "Brother, where are you planning to go?"
Murong Yanzhao's eyes flashed with fire and he said: "There is more than one Zhangmi clan in Hezhou, and there are many tribes. I originally wanted to take Hezhou and deal with them one by one. Now I am full of blood and can't sit still.
, go find trouble for them!"
He whistled and led the cavalry of the Five Thousand Palace Front Division officers out of the camp in a grand manner.
During the past few days in Hezhou, Murong Yanzhao had already gained a certain understanding of the locations of the large and small tribes near Hezhou through He Langyexian.
The first person he targeted was the C family.
c's father's clan is a tribe of 50,000 people, located at the foot of Shimen Mountain, the horse herding land of Ying Feizi, the ancestor of the Qin people.
c Hezhou City is less than 20 miles away from my father's clan. Supporting Hezhou City can only take an hour with fast horses and light cavalry.
Murong Yanzhao had experienced hundreds of battles and could see at a glance that this was a posture with horns.
It's best to be the first to cause trouble for them.
Murong Yanzhao did not conceal his intention to attack the target, and went straight to C's father's clan with great fanfare.
c’s father’s clan had learned of the situation early, and the warriors of the eight thousand clans were ready to stand ready. The yellow and green grassland set off their various fur clothes and armors, which made them look particularly eye-catching.
Murong Yanzhao sent his own envoy.
A young general looked like Murong Yanzhao. Looking at the eight thousand soldiers in front of him, he shouted directly: "Fight? Or surrender?"
What he responded to was a precise and fierce arrow miss.
The young general was equipped with a cavalry shield, blocked the arrow, and ran away.
Under a sunny day with a clear blue sky.
The flags are flying, and the horses' hooves are like the sound of drums.
Murong Yanzhao saw the response, and five thousand fine cavalry rushed directly towards the C family's military formation.
They are spread out widely.
The leader of the father's clan's troops was Ge Li, the son of the old clan leader. He saw Murong Yanzhao's intention at a glance.
There are many Huang tribes in the Longyou River. Ge Li is still young, but he has rich experience in conquering east and west. The opponent's loose formation is a cavalry and archery formation.
Compete with them in riding and shooting?
There was a hint of ridicule on Gurley's face.
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"Warriors of my father's clan, let the stupid Central Plains people actually play with bows and arrows in front of us? Let them know that their bows and arrows are as weak as women! Follow me...attack!"
Gurley had already seen clearly the forms of the enemy and ourselves.
The five thousand cavalrymen in the Central Plains are all wearing chainmail armor, and most of them are armor with iron plates. Compared with archery, their animal skin armor with iron plates will definitely suffer.
There is only head-on confrontation.
Only by approaching the opponent quickly and fighting in close quarters can you take advantage of their advantages.
The two sides sprinted towards each other, getting closer and closer.
Gurli's eyes widened, holding a wooden shield in his hand, waiting for the opponent's first round of shooting...
He suddenly discovered that the opponent did not hold a bow in the unique posture of riding and archery, but tilted his body and hid something on the side of the horse.
"not good!"
When the two sides entered one hundred and fifty steps, Gurley was shocked to find that what the other party was hiding was actually a horse crossbow...
The arrows missed and flew into the sky, and the dense crossbows missed and flew into the sky.
In an instant, hundreds of flesh and blood bodies fell softly off their horses like water bags that had been punctured.
The battles between their tribes mostly relied on less powerful riding bows, and the shields they equipped were more than enough to resist erosion.
But when faced with a powerful crossbow attack, the crudely made wooden shield simply couldn't withstand it.
Either it was shot to pieces, or it was shot directly through. Unluckily, the whole arm was nailed to the wooden shield by the crossbow...
Gurley's heart was bleeding and he was filled with anger. He shouted filial piety: "Crush them..."
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