The autumn wind was bleak and the water was sparkling. Mangfeng was walking along the muddy river. The Qiang coalition army was robbed last night. Two thousand people were killed or unable to fight. This was a loss of vitality. However, he made great profits from it and temporarily annexed his son-in-law Jia.
Liang's troops and horses currently have more than 3,000 cavalry under his command. His voice in the coalition army of 6,000 people has increased sharply, and the two small chieftains cannot compete with him.
The bearded chief looked at Mang Feng and asked, "Are you really going to cross the river?"
Mang Feng stopped and looked back, and said coldly: "The Qiang people have a saying: an arrow shot cannot be taken back. Now that we have reached the river, how can we retreat?"
Another plump chief said: "Aren't you afraid that the Han army will attack when they are halfway across?"
"Are you scared?" A trace of madness condensed deep in Mang Feng's eyes.
The two little chiefs looked at each other and said in unison: "If you want to cross, you go first, and we will hold the line for you from behind."
"Hmph, you are as timid as a mouse, and you will be destined to be a little chief for the rest of your life." Mang Feng had already known their intentions, and he was full of disdain. He waved his sword forward, and the soldiers he belonged to drove their horses across the river one after another. All horses knew how to do it.
Swimming animals are just very timid and reluctant to wade into water, so they have to be driven away with whips.
The water in late autumn was very cold, bone-chilling. The Qiang people soaked in the river, hugging their horses tightly and cursing at the top of their lungs. Fortunately, the river bank was not wide. As the first group of people came ashore, more and more Qiang people came to the other side.
Soon there were more than a thousand. The scouts scattered in all directions, or went into the woods, or followed the messy horse hoof prints to explore, but their attitude was not flattering, and they were just coping with the problem. The Qiang people thought that they should carve their own territory
The number of people crossing the river has exceeded a thousand, and there are no fewer Han troops. They hope that the Han troops will jump out and fight openly.
When the last group of people began to cross the river, Mang Feng and his son were also among them. Mang Feng had a knife wound on his shoulder. When it was soaked in the water, he felt heartbreaking pain. He hated the Han army even more in his heart and vowed to kill them all.
Death, broken bones and ashes, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in the heart.
Gai Yin couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Xiao Clan, the opponent's number already exceeds ours, why haven't they taken action yet?"
Gai Jun pointed into the distance and whispered: "Don't worry. Look - it seems that a big shot among the Qiang people is coming."
Gai Yin raised his eyes and looked, and sure enough, someone was landing ashore under numerous escorts. As soon as this person came ashore, he immediately became the center of attention.
Guan Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "The leader of thieves?"
"Eighty percent yes." Gai Yin nodded.
Guan Yu held Qing Ming tightly and said bitterly: "I will definitely take this guy's head."
Gai Jun turned around, and all the soldiers who were ready to go looked at him with bright eyes. Hey, not only were they unable to hold on any longer, I'm afraid the Han army on the other side couldn't wait any longer. If you want to fight, then fight.
"Bosi, Yun Chang, you two lead the county soldiers as the vanguard. Use crossbows from far away and swords from close range. Don't waste your time fighting. Quickly defeat the enemy's right wing and go straight to the leader of the thieves." Gai Jun Yin Yin ordered. When you are rich,
He equipped the county soldiers with hand crossbows, but the Han army's two attacks were night attacks, so they could not use them, but they came in handy at this time.
"No." The two of them hugged each other, got on their horses, and rode out through the bushes. The sound of iron hoofs resounded, shaking the earth.
As soon as there was movement here, Qu Yi also ordered an attack, and two cavalrymen, one from the south and one from the north, swept in like a strong wind.
"Quick...quick...quick..." Gai Yin shouted while urging his horse to gallop. The distance between the two sides was very far, and there was absolutely no time for the Qiang people to react. Once the opponent's horse was allowed to run, it would not be a sneak attack but a sneak attack.
It's a head-on confrontation. We must squeeze the opponent to the river bank and be unable to move.
Mang Feng looked left and right, his eyes bulging with anger. Didn't the Han army only have a thousand men? There were two thousand fucking cavalry here. Could it be that Han reinforcements were coming? If so, the Han army must be more than just
There are two thousand people, and they are still ambushing people. It’s over!
The two little chieftains looked at each other, with a sarcastic smile on their lips, thinking that Mang Feng would not listen to the advice and insisted on crossing the river. What a disaster it would be. The two of them had no intention of helping at all. They were just kidding.
There is no room to gallop, so why go there? Are you going to die by sticking your neck out?
Some of the Qiang people reacted quickly and immediately mounted their horses to kill the Han army. However, such people were only a few, only a few hundred. The Han army's crossbow arrows were like locusts, shooting all over the sky. The Qiang people crouched on their horses, which reduced the chance of being hit by arrows.
, but the war horses could not escape. A group of people jumped on their backs, and the Han army's swords and spears came to their heads, sweeping past them with an unstoppable force.
After a round of fighting, among the hundreds of Qiang people, less than fifty were able to sit on horses. They looked at the Han army charging at their own army non-stop, with confused faces. They really didn't know whether to run away or turn around and catch up.
The vanguard of the Han army raised their horses and leveled them, and charged straight into the Qiang army. The roar was endless, and the Qiang people fell to the ground in pieces like wheat harvested by a sickle. The impact of the horses was so great that the spear shafts suffered.
They were all broken. More than ten people in the Han army were knocked off their horses. Most of them stabilized their bodies, drew their swords, and rode their horses to kill. The horses raised their heads and bumped inward, crushing and flying all those who dared to stop them.
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"Go straight to the leader of the thieves... don't worry about the others..." Gai Yin chopped off the head of the Qiang man who blocked the road with one knife, and knocked the corpse away with his horse. Several Qiang spears were stabbed in front of him.
The blood was cut off, and he kicked someone in the face. His nose and mouth were shattered. The blade was swung sideways, and a bright red blood spurted out from several people's chests and throats, and they fell down.
Guan Yu charged harder than Gai Yin. Qing Ming flew up and down, killing several people, and rushed forward more than ten feet. The flying star suddenly stumbled. Guan Yu's heavy body broke away from the horse's back, turned over and fell into the crowd. This time he fell extremely hard.
, all the pigeons were thrown away. Guan Yu was in danger and rolled on the spot. Countless swords and spears fell down from where he had just been lying, grass clippings were flying, and the soil was churning.
Guan Yu jumped up and slashed hard with his sword. The opponent's majestic body could not stop Qing Ming's sharpness at all, and he was instantly cut into pieces. Guan Yu let out a long roar, swung his sword and swept it backwards, making several "Puff" and "Puff" sounds.
Three people were cut down and killed at the same time.
With a shout, the Qiang people retreated in shock and huddled together, with a look of horror on their faces.
Guan Yu turned his head and stared at Feixing who fell to the ground, gritted his teeth and got on an ownerless horse.
The battle was almost a one-sided massacre. The Qiang people were crowded together side by side, unable to advance or retreat. They were completely like lambs to be slaughtered. The sound of swords and spears piercing bones, and the sounds of screams and moans kept filling the battlefield.
Mang Feng looked at Gai Yin, and Guan Yu led his troops straight towards him. The two of them were unstoppable, and their martial prowess was even greater than that of a donkey's paw.
Mang Feng held the knife and howled like crazy: "If you want to kill me, come here!"
Feng Tang shouted: "Father, cross the river quickly!"
"Still escaping? I've escaped too many times and I don't want to escape again."
Feng Tang persuaded him not to move, and winked to the left and right. The guards rushed forward, ignoring the king's struggle, cursing, and tied him to the horse and pushed him into the river.
When Gai Yin and Guan Yu saw the thief running away, their eyes turned red. They sped up and swung their knives straight forward. In order to protect their king, the other party also risked his life, and they faced each other head-on without fear. The two sides were fighting like thunder, and they were entangled.
Bones and flesh flew everywhere, and blood splattered everywhere.
As Qu Yi led his troops to the central area, it indicated that both wings of the Qiang people were defeated, and Mangfeng's personal guards were attacked from two sides and collapsed.
The ground was full of surrendered Qiang people, but there were more people in the water. They all swam to the other side with all their strength. The Han army fired their crossbows and arrows like rain. The Qiang people could not avoid it, and countless people were hit by arrows.
, the water surface turned red in the blink of an eye, corpses were floating everywhere, and the muddy water almost stopped flowing.
Mang Feng and hundreds of Qiang people crawled back to the other side, turned around and looked at the horrific scene not far away, and couldn't help but shed tears. Hearing the obviously threatening urging from the second chieftain, they did not dare to stay, so they mounted their horses and left.
The Han army is too terrifying, and they will never go against the Han army again in this life.
The results of this battle were extremely brilliant. More than two thousand prisoners were killed and the horses were in groups. Qu Yi was in a good mood and rode his horse to Gai Jun. He glanced at Gai Yin and Guan Yu who were covered in blood, and thought to himself, no wonder Gai Chang Shi Zong Heng Qiang Land
, with these two people, it is easy to defeat the enemy. He asked: "I dare to ask the long history, these two strong men are..."
Gai Jun introduced: "This is Gai Bosi, my nephew; this is Guan Yunchang, my guest." After that, he stared at the west bank of the river.
Qu Yi had already had a preliminary understanding of Gai Jun's character. When he saw that he was answering absent-mindedly and fixating his eyes on the other side, he was shocked and said in his heart: "Could it be that Gai Changshi wants to..."
Gai Jun turned around and said with a faint smile: "Do you dare to cross the river?"