Tuoba Yanran saw the scene of Man Shan fainting, and a touch of solemnity appeared on her delicate and bright face.
Man Shan is very strong.
Even in the Northern Wei Dynasty, he was still a fierce general on the battlefield.
Nowadays, he was beaten to death after just one encounter. In such a confrontation, can you imagine how ferocious Zhou Huhou would be if he fought with all his strength? Such a person is a magic weapon on the battlefield.
Zhao Shan looked at the shocked Xianbei delegation and sneered in his heart.
To underestimate Zhou Huhou is to seek death.
Zhao Shan said seriously: "Huhou, I asked you to fight quickly, but I didn't ask you to beat people unconscious. You went too far."
Zhou Huhou raised his head and said: "Your Majesty, I can't blame you for this. Manshan was so awesome that he thought he was so powerful. Unexpectedly, it turned out that the silver spear was useless. Next time, I will Take some strength."
Zhao Shan waved his hand for Zhou Huhou to step back, and sighed: "Princess Yanran, Huhou, this idiot, accidentally beat someone unconscious. I'm really sorry. Don't worry, Daqian's imperial doctor is very skilled, I will immediately Let someone treat you."
"No need!"
Tuoba Yanran flatly refused.
She called for people to take Man Shan away, and continued: "Your Majesty's Zhou Huhou is very fierce, indeed a peerless tiger general. But the strength of an individual is insignificant in front of a large army. We still have to compete in military formations, so we will each have three hundred "Cavalry Contest"
Murong Bo finally recovered from the shock and gritted his teeth and said: "Zhao Shan, even if you have a peerless general, he will be nothing in front of the cavalry."
Zhao Shan smiled and said, "Just one more fight."
He looked directly at Wei Polu and ordered: "Old general, come and fight for me."
"I accept your order."
Wei Polu is older, but he has been honing his martial arts and is always ready to go to the battlefield. During this period of time, he trained the Luoyang garrison. Although the number of 20,000 troops remained unchanged, the war horses, equipment and armor in the army were completely updated.
The current Luoyang garrison has changed drastically.
When Murong Bo saw Wei Polu, he suddenly laughed and said sarcastically: "Did Da Gan have no one in the army? He actually sent an old guy to fight. Zhao Shan, it seems that you have broken the pot."
Tuoba Yanran looked at Wei Polu with thoughtful eyes.
She had not been in contact with Zhao Shan for a long time, but Zhao Shan took advantage of him three days ago, and just now Manshan was defeated with a hammer.
Zhao Shan is not a reckless person.
Just like this, Tuoba Yanran felt that Zhao Shan's arrangement might have deep meaning. This veteran was definitely not simple.
Zhao Shan glanced sideways at Murong Bo and said with a smile: "Murong Bo, do you want to make another bet? If you lose, you will continue to strip naked and run naked? My request is not high, just run naked outside the imperial city."
Murong Bo's face turned completely dark.
Three sentences are inseparable from streaking.
Zhao Shan insisted on having trouble with him.
Murong Bo was unwilling to take a gamble and urged: "You, Zhao Shan, want the old guy to die, I have no objection. Three hundred cavalry each will fight. The cavalry charges on the battlefield. If you lose and get killed, don't regret it."
Zhao Shan smiled and said: "I never regret anything I do. Everyone go to the school field and start a battle."
He stood up and walked down from the dragon chair, came to Tuoba Yanran and said, "Princess Yanran, please."
"Your Majesty, please!"
Tuoba Yanran answered with a smile.
The two walked out of the hall hand in hand, with Murong Bo walking behind. Looking at the backs of Zhao Shan and Tuoba Yanran, he cursed in his heart, and then followed to the school grounds in the imperial city.
Wei Polu led three hundred cavalry in formation. The cavalry were wearing armor and holding swords. The war horses snorted and seemed a little restless. The team of three hundred cavalry, headed by Wei Polu, formed a strict formation.
On Tuoba Yanran's side, there were also three hundred cavalry in formation, eager to try.
Zhao Shanxiao said: "Princess Yanran, you give the order."
Tuoba Yanran felt Zhao Shan's casualness and ease, but felt a little nervous in her heart, and ordered: "Start!"
At an order, the cavalry from both sides attacked.
Wei Polu carried a big gun and rushed to the front. He pointed the gun forward and said loudly: "Young man, charge!"
As Wei Polu charged, the formation quickly opened up. Wei Polu was alone in the front, followed by two cavalrymen in a row, then three cavalrymen in a row, and the number of cavalrymen in the rows continued to increase.
The formation of the cavalry became a cone formation.
This kind of charge formation is most suitable for attacking and drilling through. The only thing is that the requirements for the general are very high, and the general needs to dare to fight and kill.
The moment Tuoba Yanran saw the cone-shaped formation, her pupils shrank and she lost her voice: "This is the cone-shaped formation. Your Majesty, who is leading the troops?"
Zhao Shan smiled and said, "What do you think?"
Tuoba Yanran stared at Wei Polu, and a name suddenly appeared in his mind that made the Northern Wei Dynasty tremble.
She frowned deeply, and a bad premonition arose in her heart.
Wei Polu held a big gun and his horse ran faster and faster. The moment they approached the Xianbei cavalry formation, Wei Polu's big gun spun in the air, and he stabbed out like lightning.
The sharp spear tip pierced the Xianbei cavalry's body with a thud. As Wei Polu waved his big gun, the Xianbei cavalry was thrown away.
"kill!"
Wei Polu roared after killing someone.
The sound was as rich as a tiger descending from the mountain.
Wei Polu charged into the battle, feeling extremely excited. For many years, he has been thinking about fighting Xianbei again. Although today is not a real fight, he can barely enjoy it.
Wei Polu held a big gun in his hand and kept swinging it. The Xianbei cavalry in front of Wei Polu were killed one after another. Led by Wei Polu, the conical formation quickly advanced. When the cavalry passed by, the formation of the Xianbei cavalry was broken through and continuously dispersed.
In the blink of an eye, Wei Polu killed three hundred Xianbei cavalry. The cavalry he led were fighting with high morale.
The Xianbei cavalry looked horrified.
"Big cavalry, charge!"
Wei Polu turned his horse's head and launched another attack. The cavalry quickly formed a formation, like a long dragon advancing. The Xianbei cavalry kept running away, roaring in panic and unable to resist.
In a short period of time, the Xianbei cavalry suffered dozens of casualties.
Tuoba Yanran swallowed her saliva, looked helpless, and couldn't help but sigh.
Lost!
The cavalry battle was lost!
Tuoba Yanran thought that the cavalry charge would crush the large number of cavalry, but she did not expect to hit an iron wall. She looked at Zhao Shan and said, "Your Majesty, the Northern Wei Dynasty has surrendered."
Zhao Shan ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops, and the Xianbei Northern Wei cavalry who had fled fled dared to regroup.
Wei Polu came on horseback, approached Zhao Shan, turned over and dismounted, clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, Wei Polu defeated the Xianbei cavalry and lived up to his trust."
The moment Tuoba Yanran heard Wei Polu's name, her body froze and her pupils shrank.
Sure enough, it was Wei Polu.
Once, Wei Polu fought seven times with Tuoba Shao, the military god of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and won seven out of seven battles, causing Tuoba Shao to flee in confusion. The Daqian veteran who was most feared by the Northern Wei Dynasty actually came out of the army.
