The Han army fought desperately to break out. Zhang Xiu looked back and almost shed tears. Ten thousand people rode into the Xianbei formation, but only more than two thousand came out. He held the head of Helian and the Xianbei King's flag in his hand, and did not dare to
After stopping and walking around the city, he ordered the people on the city to lift Guo Rui up, and then shoot arrows in the direction of Gai Jun's reinforcements.
The Xianbei adults hesitated for a moment, but finally did not dare to pursue. The Xianbei army stayed where it was, neither advancing nor retreating, and was caught in a dilemma. The more than ten thousand cavalry on the right wing battlefield had long since stopped attacking the Han army's formation and took the opportunity to retreat.
"The Tuge people ran away. We fought with the Han people for a day and suffered heavy casualties and were exhausted. There are less than 30,000 people left..." Zhidao Luoluo couldn't just say retreat, but he was talking about his own difficulties. He couldn't wait to see it now.
Put on a pair of wings and fly back to the grassland. Originally, Helian was the nominal king of Xianbei, and he was qualified to participate in the daily law deduction and the feast of Liyou's heritage. Now that Helian is dead, for the western adults such as Zhitanluoluo
The news couldn't be better. The eastern Xianbei is far away and beyond reach, while the central Xianbei has to deal with Helian's death and has no time to spare. According to the Japanese law, Yanliyou's property is in the pocket of the westerners.
thing.
Naga also said: "The opponent's new reinforcements of 20,000, plus infantry, have surpassed us in strength..."
Ke Zui, Lord of Xianbei in the central region, said: "We can't leave. How can we let the head of the King of Xianbei become an object of appreciation for the Han people? We must take back the king's head." Only by taking back the king and company heads can he have the ability and qualification to intervene in the war.
Only when the company's affairs are behind the scenes can we look for opportunities to gain real benefits.
Que Ju, who is also a master of Xianbei in central China, nodded in agreement and said, "The king can only be buried in Xianbei Mountain."
Luo Luoluo knew the opponent's thoughts clearly and coldly snorted: "Obviously the enemy is strong and we are weak, so I want to fight you."
Que Ju said angrily: "Are you still a Xianbei? It's a disgrace to Xianbei."
Naga argued: "Even if we kill all the people, we may not be able to get back the king's head."
"What do you say?" Que Ju turned his attention to the eastern Xianbei Lord Su Li and others.
Su Li and others secretly complained, and after several discussions, they agreed to continue the fight.
Seeing that the two divisions in the Middle East had reached an agreement, Luo Najia did not dare to retreat. Nearly half of their 10,000 soldiers had been knocked out by Yang Aruo before, and today they suffered a lot of losses in the battle. The soldiers are weak and their words are soft, in case they cause trouble.
If they defeat the other party, they may be able to kill them due to their large numbers and annex the west. Although the chance of this is low, it is not impossible.
"Master Fu..." Zhang Xiu came to Gai Jun with a bloody face.
Gai Jun didn't know whether it was due to the long journey or the cold wind. His face was pale, as if he was seriously ill. He stared at his bloodshot eyes and said, "Who did you hang up in the city just now?"
Zhang Xiu said softly: "Guo Rui was stabbed in the stomach by a spear and his life is in danger."
Gai Jun's lips trembled and he said, "Tell me about the battle."
"There were about 80,000 invaders this time, and about 20,000 of them were slaughtered..."
"Butcher everyone?" Gai Jun laughed, his smile so cold that it penetrated people.
Zhang Xiu explained: "Yes. Those who escaped just now are Tu Geren."
"They are running fast. Don't you know that a monk who can run can't run away from the temple?" Zhang Xiu was confused. Who is a monk and what is a temple? Gai Jun said again: "Go on..."
"In order to buy Captain Ma as much time as possible, Lieutenant Yang led more than 4,000 troops to block the attack. He defeated the two front lines of Xianbei and killed more than 10,000 people, killing two Xianbei adults." Gai Jun nodded repeatedly after hearing this.
The boy used his troops very fiercely. Zhang Xiu continued: "Yang Xiaowei delayed Xianbei for half a day. When he returned, there were less than 400 people and he was seriously injured."
Gai Jun frowned and said, "Does the injury matter?"
Zhang Xiu said: "It will take at least two or three months."
Gai Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Xiu continued: "Today, 60,000 to 70,000 people from Xianbei came to the battlefield. Ma Duwei lined up with 20,000 infantry and 10,000 cavalry to stop them. They used the large army as bait to lure Xianbei to attack, and then sneaked out of the city and charged directly into the center of Xianbei with 10,000 cavalry.
Army. We have fulfilled our mission, killed the Xianbei King Helian, and captured the Xianbei King's flag." Zhang Xiu turned around and said: "Bring over the head of Helian and the flag."….
Gai Jun looked at He Lian's bloody head and nodded expressionlessly. He couldn't be happy. Are the two thousand people in front of him the Wanqi that Zhang Xiu said? "What are the casualties?"
Zhang Xiu lowered his head and said: "About 20,000 people died in this battle, and the other side did not get any relief. The casualties were roughly the same as ours."
When Gai Jun saw tens of thousands of corpses lying on the battlefield, he knew that the casualties would not be small. But when he heard the specific number of casualties, his head was still buzzing, and his eyes were filled with white flowers. Civilian casualties were not included, and only soldiers were killed.
More than 20,000 people. He underestimated the Xianbei people, but he did not regret forcing Ma Teng to fight the enemy in the field. If Ma Teng hid in the city, it would not be 20,000 people who would die, but a hundred thousand or even more.
Zhang Xiu raised his head and glanced at Gai Jun, and finally said: "Manu died in the battle."
Gai Jun nodded calmly, and a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes. Ma Nu was the first person to follow him. He admired him very much and was loyal. Gai Jun naturally couldn't treat him badly. Last year, Po Xianling Puppet King Ye Lishi rewarded him with several rewards.
Thousands of riders and tens of thousands of tribesmen. Unexpectedly, they left within a few days of enjoying the blessing...
Not long ago, Chen Biao was killed in battle, and now I heard that Manu was killed in battle, and Guo Rui is also dying. What's going on recently?
Gai Jun's eyes narrowed. Xianbei has not retreated yet. Instead, he is reorganizing his formation. It seems that he will have to fight for another round. Is it for King Xianbei and Lian Zhitou? Don't look at him coming with 20,000 cavalry in an imposing manner. Really
It would be good to have three thousand elites. About eight or nine thousand people are worthy of fighting. The other ten thousand people are either defeated soldiers gathered on the battlefield, or they are used to build momentum and are of no use.
Before Gai Jun could lead his army to join the infantry, Xianbei made a sudden movement and sent out thousands of cavalry to bite the infantry formation, while another 20,000 cavalry rushed down. At this time, there was no way to avoid it.
The warriors were placed in front and crashed into each other. In an instant, the rumble of horse hooves was replaced by shouts of killing like a stormy wave. Spears were like a forest, and arrows were like locusts, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
Xianbei had been on a long war journey, and the Han army was an army from afar. Both sides were at odds, like two long scarred dragons entangled and wrestling, with blood filling the surrounding area.
There were thousands of chariots and hundreds of crossbows in front of the Ma Teng infantry formation. He placed half of them on the right wing, and at the same time the whole army turned to the right. Thousands of Xianbei cavalry roared in, trying to intercept, but dozens of Han troops
Crossbows, crossbows, hand crossbows, and bows and arrows all fired. Thousands of arrows smashed into the Xianbei cavalry. Almost none of the hundreds of cavalry rushing in front was intact. In the blink of an eye, arrows arrived again...
Two rounds of arrow rain swept away the lives of thousands of people. Drops of cold sweat broke out on Zhidao Luoluo's forehead, and he hurriedly retreated hundreds of steps.
Ma Teng sneered and commanded the army to advance steadily.
Zhidao Luoluo tried to launch another attack, and after losing hundreds of people, he learned the lesson and went around the back of the Han army, but the effect was still very little, and he suffered nearly a thousand casualties.
The Han army's formation turned to the east of the city in an orderly manner, and together with Gai Jun, formed an encirclement against the Xianbei people.
"It's not that I won't help you, it's just that I can't help you." Zhidao Luoluo sighed and asked a few adults in the east if they were willing to go back to the grassland with him. Zhidao Luoluo, Naga's gloomy eyes were definitely not fake.
Several adults in the east believed that as long as they dared to shake their heads, the two of them would raise the butcher's knife without hesitation and hurriedly agreed.
Zhidao Luoluo breathed a sigh of relief. He would not kill him if he could. Thousands of cavalry from the rear army turned into the front army and fled away.
Ke Zui, a man from Xianbei in the central part of the country, said in shock and fear: "The Nagas have escaped and the Han army is surrounding them."
Que Ju cursed angrily: "You bastards, these two shameless cowards, I'm going to peel off their skin and beat their tendons."
Ke Zui said: "Now is not the time to curse, what should I do?"
Que Ju said angrily: "Can we still continue to fight? Hurry, evacuate the battlefield from the east."
“Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…” The sound of retreating horns resounded through the gradually darkening plains, and the Xianbei army that entered the Han cavalry formation began to turn to the left, break out of the encirclement and gallop towards the east...
"Victory, victory, victory..." tens of thousands of soldiers of the Han army roared at the top of their lungs.
Gai Jun had been tensed up, but when he relaxed a little, he immediately felt dizzy. He stretched out his hand to press his temples and massage them.
Zhang Xiu asked: "Master Fu, do you want to pursue me?"
Gai Jun always used his troops to rush, fight, and pursue fiercely. He was never afraid of his opponent's trapped beasts and would jump over the wall in a hurry, but this time he shook his head. The Xianbei people were defeated but not in disorder. There were still more than ten thousand cavalry. The reason why they retreated was because they were afraid of infantry.
If the Xianbei people were encircled and pursued by the cavalry alone, the Xianbei people might not be afraid, and they might turn around and fight back. If he didn't pursue them at this time, it didn't mean he would let the Xianbei people go. Ten deaths would not be enough for the crimes the Xianbei people committed.
Gai Jun led his cavalry to join the Han infantry, and then rode alone to the flag of the Chinese commander.
"Master Fu..." Ma Teng bowed and saluted as Gai Jun came on his horse. Although Gai Jun didn't say anything about Zhang Wen's solicitation incident, he couldn't help but worry about it in his heart. From then on, Ma Teng...
I was no longer embarrassed to call Gai Jun brother Gai, so I changed my name to Fu Jun, which was more formal and less intimate.
Gai Jun jumped off his horse and patted Ma Teng on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work, Shoucheng."
Ma Teng felt warm in his heart. Gai Jun didn't call him by his name for a full year.
Gai Jun smiled and exchanged greetings with Ma Ju, then his eyes fell on Ma Chao and said: "Good guy, you are really willing to let the tiger head into the battlefield."
Ma Teng smiled bitterly and said: "More than just going to the battlefield, this kid fought in person, killed nearly ten people, and was almost kidnapped by the Xianbei people."
"Oh?" Gai Jun didn't believe it. Pang De went into battle at the age of fourteen. In the first battle, he only beheaded more than ten people. He was still a relatively weak Yellow Turban Army. If Ma Chao remembers correctly, he was not yet twelve? There are many words that are so small that they can kill.
Ten brave and capable Xianbei people?
Ma Chao was so happy when he heard his father's disguised praise. When he saw Gai Jun's expression, his little face immediately became angry and asked, "Does Gai Shehu look down on me?"
Ma Teng scolded: "You bastard, there's no room for you to speak here, stand down."
Gai Jun waved his hands and said: "Children's words are unbridled, no problem, no problem."
Ma Chao lowered his head and muttered: "Who is the boy?"
Ma Teng asked: "Do you want to pursue him?" It was obvious that all the generals under Gai Jun's command knew his fighting style.
Gai Jun informed Ma Teng of his thoughts and said: "Have a good rest today and look for the Xianbei people tomorrow morning. If they are allowed to escape from the Han Dynasty, how can I have the face to be the governor of the North? Let's go to the city to talk."