"kill"
The irritable old man Wan in the front row of the phalanx waved his sword, roared angrily, and led his cavalry to kill the approaching Beirong cavalry.
The three captains, escorted by three other cultivators, galloped wildly in the first column, taking the lead, roaring angrily. Although there were less than five hundred riders, they showed no signs of weakness in their momentum, and the sound of iron hoofs rumbled.
The cavalry clashed at extremely fast speeds, and in a blink of an eye they were close to a hundred feet apart. The cavalry on both sides stretched their bowstrings on horseback.
After five or six breaths, you will enter the arrow projectile attack range.
At this moment, white figures suddenly emerged from the open space on both sides of the formation between the two sides, separated by a distance of about 20 feet from the snow. Accompanied by the sound of "chirping" breaking through the air, arrows were densely packed like rain.
At the same time, countless figures cooperated to light the fire bottles. They formed two groups, grabbed the fire bottles and ran forward for a few steps. With the help of inertia, they smashed the fireballs into the team of Beirong cavalry who were running wildly and couldn't stop. Then they quickly retreated and took the fireballs. The second lit fire bottle is thrown out.
"Bang", "bang", "bang".
Groups of flames exploded and splashed, blooming brilliantly in the dark night.
The Beirong cavalry suffered a sudden double blow, and most of the arrows in the hands of the soldiers were shot away in advance.
In an instant, everyone was on their backs, and the crowd was in chaos.
The sneak attack arrows from both sides were thrown in just two rounds, and the thick Bei Rong cavalry queue was weakened by four to five points from the edge. The remaining cavalry turned their reins and squeezed hard into the center, while the leaders shouted hoarsely. To no avail.
In the area where the arrow rain was baptizing, there were still some lonely figures that had slipped through the net, spinning around in the light of the banging explosions, and they were at a loss what to do.
Under the light of the flames, countless soldiers were squatting and kneeling on the snow on both sides. The third round of shooting continued, and the arrows ruthlessly harvested the lives of the squeezed out cavalry. Although most of them fell into the air, they also greatly intimidated Bei. The soldiers did not dare to rush to the side at the risk of death.
At this moment, the assault cavalry from Sihuang City approached from the front and fired the first round of arrows.
Another group of Beirong cavalry, crowded in chaos, screamed and fell off their horses. There were only a few counterattacks.
Under siege from three sides, the remaining Beirong cavalry collapsed completely and fled in all directions, screaming. The chase, which was originally thought to be a one-sided victory, turned into such a miserable situation that several Beirong cultivators in the chaotic team almost vomited blood with anger, and also Feeling very regretful about his carelessness.
Why don't you pause for a while and go to both sides to do battle outposts?
It's hard to get carried away, thinking that the opponent only has a few remnants of soldiers left, but who knows that the barbarian actually has an ambush.
What a hell, the nearby area is dozens of miles away, and I have used Night Owl to explore it twice.
When was the ambush arranged so elusive?
No matter how much they regretted, it was useless. They were defeated like a mountain, and they could only blend in and try their best to break out and escape.
"Kill"
The morale of the four to five hundred cavalrymen was high. After two waves of arrows, they drew their swords and charged into the fleeing cavalry. Their momentum was like breaking bamboo.
Chang Siguo and more than twenty riders protected Liu Zhirou and stayed where he was.
They were fighting in the battle formation and there was no need for them to go forward and contribute.
Looking at the fierce scene of autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves in front of him, Chang Si thought that he could not see the special excitement on Liu Zhirou's face, so he told the story about the Beirong cultivator who he saw on Bailangpo beheading the Bailangpo cultivator. Liu Zhirou, whose eyes were shining with flames, listened.
I would like to hear Liu Zhirou’s opinion.
"Haha, these guys in front of me are the informants who cooperated with Sihuang City and betrayed Bailangpo."
Liu Zhirou raised his riding whip and pointed at the defeated Beirong soldiers, many of whom were quite old. There was a hint of cold disdain on the corner of his mouth, "These nearly two thousand troops are made up of several small tribes." Yes. A bunch of rabble, just because of them, they don’t know the heights of the world and they still want to be fishermen and oriole. It’s really their spring and autumn dream. I can go deep alone without guarding against them.”
"I have never dealt with these guys before, and I can't trust them from the bottom of my heart. They can even betray their own people, more than once or twice, so what kind of trust do they have? When we set up camp to rest, the other side flew in from the air. The falcon may have been released by them too.”
"The guy who delivered the message brought the Night Owl with him. Why didn't he want to observe how many of us were there at close range? Seeing that there were no other ambush for dozens of miles around, he wanted to make a mistake and let us compete with the Bailangpo guards. Both sides suffered losses. They quietly hid behind to pick up the remaining defeated soldiers, and then killed the old and weak in Bailangpo. They looted all the women, property, cattle and sheep, and then took the blame on our four deserted cities. Perfect."
"Their small tribes hid deep in the northwest grasslands. Each family was allocated a number of women and large herds of cattle and sheep. It was more than enough to survive the spring famine safely, and it also strengthened the tribe. It was really wishful thinking."
The sarcastic analysis words reveal the superiority of crushing the opponent's IQ.
Chang Siguo smiled and shook his head. No wonder there were two disabled old cultivators besides spies, and there was a big pit on the top of Bailang Slope. Those guys might be pretending not to know and wanted to stumble them.
As for beheading the cultivators who escaped from Bailangpo, it is not surprising at all. They killed and silenced them conveniently.
On the grasslands, during times of famine, the human nature of "die for food" is particularly direct.
And Liu Baiyi has an appalling understanding of human nature.
Those guys thought they were in control of the overall situation, but in fact they had fallen into a conspiracy long ago without knowing it, and their defeat was not unfair at all.
Liu Zhirou then sighed and said, "The only thing I didn't calculate is that there are such powerful traps on Bailang Slope. If you hadn't been alert, the whole army would have been almost wiped out. The prepared back-up plan was not originally designed to deal with these shrimp soldiers and crab generals." I'm a little character, setting off that firework is a warning to them to retreat when faced with difficulties, and not to waste my arrangements. Oh, they insist on seeking death, and they can't hold back, what else can they do? Then I'll help them, at most it will take a little more effort. The hands and feet are arranged separately.”
Chang Siguo glanced at Liu Baiyi, who frowned slightly.
I finally understood that what this guy was planning was the eight thousand Bei Rong cavalry who left here to besiege Paoma Ridge.
What a crazy and calculating guy
When the eight thousand cavalrymen received the news that their lair had been destroyed, they rushed all night. When they were exhausted, the soldiers who had been lying in ambush at the necessary place to recharge their batteries came out, and they plundered the Beirong people. A cavalry assault composed of captured war horses could very well defeat the extremely long Beirong people in front and behind them in one fell swoop, and achieve a great victory.
No, with Liu Zhirou’s impeccable calculations, it would definitely be a big victory.
Liu Baiyi needed a big victory to enhance his prestige in the Four Wastelands City and to block out all the voices that were dissatisfied with him.
"Let's go to Bailangpo to collect our loot. Those old guys can't run far with their families."
Liu Zhirou's enthusiasm waned and she urged her horse to move forward.
It was not a competition on the same level. He found it quite boring to win two games in a row.
The battle ahead was coming to an end. The scattered Bei Rong cavalry soldiers who escaped in all directions were only a few hundred or two hundred at most. It was impossible to annihilate them in the ice, snow, and night.
Captain Qi Quan and others were directing the cavalry to gather up the flying cavalry and clean up the battlefield. They were all beaming with joy. They had won another great victory at a small cost, allowing them to recover from the nightmare of the trap on Bailang Slope.
Seeing Liu Zhirou and his entourage approaching, all the captains and cultivators bowed respectfully.
Qi Quan, the captain of Che, and others admired Liu Baiyi so much at this moment. Who would have thought that he would ambush the reinforcements here. If they rushed up Bailangpo in a swarm, although they would have won a happy victory, the field would collapse and collapse, and there was no telling how many soldiers would be buried.
In such a chaotic situation, it would be very troublesome to deal with the sudden attack of 1,600 to 700 Beirong cavalry.
Liu Zhirou returned the greeting with a smile, and ordered Captain Che and the others, as well as more than a dozen cultivators and captains who were ambushing the snow, "Split your hands to reorganize the cavalry, leave the injured behind, and immediately sweep the area around Bailang Slope. Remember, The old and weak who dared to resist were killed without mercy, and women, children, horses, furs and other property were collected. The old and weak who did not resist were allowed to take some cattle and sheep to the north without killing them all."
Everyone was stunned and didn't respond for a while.
The captain who understood it explained a few words in a low voice, and then he suddenly understood.
Mr. Liu's move was vicious. Allowing thousands of old and weak people to go back to the north would give other Beirong tribes food that was already not rich, adding insult to injury. It would be impossible for Beirong tribes to kill the old and weak people who fled.
"Yes, as ordered"
After some arrangements, the newly organized eight hundred cavalrymen roared towards Bailangpo, which was still burning in the distance.
The remaining infantrymen were divided into four thousand people, holding on to their skis, wrapping their heads, faces, hands and feet tightly, and sliding towards Bailang Slope. They would separate to rescue the soldiers who were still alive after falling into the trap, and arrange them at key positions according to Mr. Liu's instructions. .
After cleaning the battlefield, the remaining thousands of soldiers will use wounded horses to pull snow boats to transport all the wounded and trophies back to the shelter of Bailangpo for resettlement.
Liu Zhirou, escorted by Chang Siguo and heavy cavalry, followed the long ski team back to Bailang Slope.
Hundreds of craftsmen from Sihuang City and the Bandit-breaking Army gathered in the Production Supervision Office to work day and night. In addition to manufacturing more than 800 snow boats, they also used extremely high efficiency to manufacture thousands of sets of relatively simple skateboards.
The two armies selected soldiers and trained strong soldiers to master skiing skills outside the city overnight.
The commotion was relatively large, and it also made Beirong Xizuo, who was hiding in the bandit army, take the risk of inquiring about the soldiers' movements and expose his identity.
Thousands of infantry marching on skateboards in the ice and snow, where to reach before dark
How long to lurk using white cloth as a disguise, and then march to where to wait while it's dark is another detailed arrangement of Liu Zhirou's. There are other twists and turns along the way, so I won't go into details.
Reaching the top of the slope, Liu Zhirou glanced at the soldiers who had arrived first and were tying ropes to prepare for rescue.
Liu Zhirou didn't even frown as the tents that had not been dismantled below Bailang Slope were undergoing chaos and looting, and there were screams and cries of helplessness.
He has never been unscrupulous towards his enemies, and he has no mercy.
Pointing to the lifeless blue-black stone tower standing in the middle of the pit, he said to Chang Siguo in a relaxed tone, "Brother Chang, please take me up to have a look."
"I'm afraid it's not very clean in there." Chang Siguo shook his head slowly.
"It doesn't matter, that place is the highest. You can see far from the top and observe the enemy's situation easily." Liu Zhirou insisted.
Chang Siguo calmly glanced at Liu Empress who was talking nonsense seriously.
It's late at night, even if there is a fire to illuminate it, how far can Lady Liu see with her eyesight?
What the hell is this guy doing?
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