On the official road heading south to the border of Youzhou.
Murong Yu led the cavalry on the road in a mighty manner. The sound of horse hooves was like thunder. The soldiers were high in fighting spirit and had the potential to sweep the world.
The whole army was magnificent.
Just by leading such an army, Murong Yu was extremely confident and even more excited in his heart.
In fact, earlier, because Murong Bo was the eldest son of Murong Tiangang, the resources of the Murong family were all tilted towards Murong Bo. Even if Murong Yu was highly skilled in martial arts and had a lot of strategy, he still wouldn't be able to stand out because he didn't have enough resources to support him.
There is only one future leader of the family, not two.
After Murong Bo died, the family's resources fell on him, and he had the opportunity to stand out. For this reason, deep down in Murong Yu's heart, she felt that Murong Bo died well.
If Murong Bo didn't die, there would be no chance for him.
Murong Bo died. Not only did he become the successor of the Murong family, he also wanted to marry the princess and reach the peak of his life.
The encounters in life are so wonderful.
Murong Yu rode a horse and ran, his eyes flashing with blazing light. As a vanguard going south this time, we must win the first battle. Only in this way will Murong Yu be truly valued and prove that he is capable enough.
Murong Yu has arms and waist, a strong and tall body, and a square-shaped halberd in his hand, which makes him look majestic. He sat astride the horse, his body rising and falling as the horse galloped.
From the beginning to the end, Murong Yu kept telling him to hurry up and go south as soon as possible.
"Report!"
Suddenly, a shout came.
Following the shouting, a spy from the Northern Wei Dynasty rushed back, quickly came to Murong Yu's side, and reported: "General Qi, a cavalry force of about three thousand people appeared in front, with the word 'Wei' in the big name. flag."
Murong Yu's narrow eyes narrowed and his thin lips pursed, looking very indifferent.
He comes across as mean.
After Murong Yu thought for a while, he said in a deep voice: "Wei Polu, the general manager of Youzhou, only he can raise the banner with the word 'Wei'."
The sentry continued: "Apart from the discovery of the big flag, the three thousand cavalry are very brave and the formation is very strict."
Murong Yu laughed and said even more confidently: "In this case, it is undoubtedly Wei Polu. I didn't expect that Wei Polu, as the general manager of Youzhou, would risk his own life and lead the troops in person. It is really a God-given opportunity."
"God has given me the opportunity to make a meritorious service, so that I can capture this big fish. Send the order, Wei Polu is in front, and the opportunity to make a meritorious service has come."
"Capture the guard alive and be promoted to the third level."
"I, Murong Yu, promise that as long as someone captures Wei Polu, the Murong family is willing to be the leader and recommend him to serve in the imperial court."
When Murong Yu shouted, Fang Tian raised his halberd and pointed forward, saying loudly: "The opportunity is right in front of you. Whether you can seize it or not depends on whether you dare to fight hard or not."
As Murong Yu's shouts came out, many cavalrymen in the Northern Wei Dynasty went crazy, and their shouts were boiling and noisy.
The momentum of the soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty became even more fierce.
Murong Yu led a total of 5,000 cavalry this time. Tuoba Shao gave 2,000 elite cavalry, and another 3,000 were given by the Murong family.
Five thousand cavalrymen were scattered on the vast official road, and the mountains and plains could be seen from a distance.
With the trembling hoofs, the sound of the charging horses was deafening. The neighing of the horses and the impact of the trampling of the horses' hoofs could be heard far away. This is now almost the beginning of spring, and the ice and snow on the official roads in the north have melted, allowing the cavalry to disperse and attack on a large scale.
Youzhou had just manufactured briquettes and coal stoves, and it was the coldest time. The roads were also frozen and the snow was deep, making it impossible for the cavalry to fight on a large scale.
After Zhao Shan captured Tuoba Jian alive, the news spread back and forth, and preparations by both sides took a long time. Only now is it possible to send troops.
The large-scale Northern Wei Xianbei cavalry charged faster and faster.
Less than half an hour later, when Murong Yu was hurrying on his way, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hoofs in front of him and felt the roar of horse hoofs in the distance. Murong Yu's spirit suddenly lifted.
His sword eyebrows were raised, his narrow eyes opened, and murderous intent bloomed all over his body. Fang Tian pointed his halberd forward and said: "Kill!"
"kill!"
The Northern Wei cavalry roared.
The scattered cavalry spread all over the mountains and plains, sprinting along the empty official roads and grasslands.
Wei Polu also came up to kill him.
The distance between the two sides is close. When Wei Polu saw the scattered Northern Wei cavalry, there was no panic on his old face, only a cold killing intent.
Wei Polu is a veteran general with rich experience. He ordered in an orderly manner: "Jin Wuwei, Zhao Feihu, you each have a thousand cavalry, form a cone formation by yourself, follow me to kill!"
"As you command!"
Jin Wuwei and Zhao Feihu replied loudly.
Both of them were generals under Wei Polu. When they were young, they were the generals led by Wei Polu. Now that things have happened, they have grown up and are able to stand on their own.
The military formation was adjusted, and three conical formations were formed with Wei Polu, Jin Wuwei and Zhao Feihu as the core.
This is what Wei Polu is best at.
On the battlefield, use points to break through the opponent's defense line, and use conical formations to penetrate the opponent's defense line, and then continue to kill.
Wei Polu did not use a gun, but replaced it with a broadsword, because the sword he used was forged by Cao An, and it cut iron like clay and was extremely sharp. The swords of other cavalrymen were also replaced with new swords.
The soldiers' swords were not as sharp as Wei Polu's swords, but they were far more useful than before.
Three thousand cavalrymen rushed forward under the leadership of Wei Polu. They did not scatter or loosen up, and in a blink of an eye they met the Northern Wei cavalry.
"kill!"
Wei Polu shouted again.
A sword struck down and collided with the sword of the Xianbei cavalry.
With one blow, the swords collided with each other, causing a gap in the Xianbei cavalry's sword; or it fell on the armor of the Xianbei cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the armor was cut open like tofu, without any blocking effect, and directly seriously injured the Xianbei cavalry.
During the brief encounter, many Xianbei cavalry screamed and countless people were injured.
There were also soldiers injured in Wei Polu's conical formation, but the casualties were not so severe. Especially the conical formation sprint, the attack power is concentrated on one point, which ensures its own safety to the maximum extent, and at the same time has a greater impact on the Northern Wei cavalry.
Murong Yu charged forward with Fang Tian's painted halberd. When he saw that his strategy of spreading out to cover up the guard Polu failed, his eyes suddenly became anxious.
Wei Polu, an old guy who is about to die, is still showing off his power?
Absolutely not!
Murong Yu kept killing the people around him one by one, observing the position of Wei Polu's flag, and then headed towards Wei Polu's direction with Fang Tian's painted halberd.
To capture thieves, capture the king first, kill the guards first and break the captives.
By then, Daqian's cavalry would be defeated without attacking.
Murong Yu went in the direction of Wei Polu. When he got close to Wei Polu, Murong Yu suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Wei Polu, take your life!"
Wei Polu looked as usual, raised his sword and charged in the direction of Murong Yu.
The two walked towards each other and met in an instant.
Murong Yu Fangtian raised his halberd and slashed it down with a sweep of the long knife. The moment the blade and the halberd blade collided, there was a click, the halberd blade was cut off, and the sharp long knife continued to fall.
Murong Yu's pupils shrank and he looked shocked.
How can it be?
His Fang Tian Painted Halberd was forged by a famous master and was very sharp, but it was cut off directly.
Murong Yu was surprised and had no time to think about it, so he could only dodge sideways in a hurry. But Murong Yu was faster, and Wei Polu was even faster. The sword he struck suddenly accelerated and landed on Murong Yu's armor with a clang.
The blade cut and the armor shattered.
The sharp blade cut into Murong Yu's body and cut out in an instant, bringing out a cloud of blood.
Wei Polu swung the knife, stroking the long gray beard under his chin with his left hand, looking disdainfully, and said coldly: "Young people don't know the heights of the sky. I have fifty years of skill with this sword, can you stop it?"
