The morning sun illuminated the earth. On the vast land west of Wuhe and north of Huihe, two military camps echoed each other and faced off against a large camp to the north.
The two military camps are vast in area, with a large number of herdsmen leading their cattle and horses by the river, and a large number of barbarians making fires for cooking.
While they were making fire to cook, they also left a large number of cavalry to guard against the enemy's assault from the north.
woo woo woo woo!
A large number of soldiers poured out of the military camp to the north. Among them was a general's flag with large Chinese characters embroidered on it. This army is the partial division sent by Wang Jing.
The general is Zhang Guiba, and his task is to keep an eye on the tens of thousands of Hu soldiers in front of him. They cannot be allowed to interfere with the battle between Zhulonggou and Wuhe Camp.
"We must find a way to get out of here as soon as possible!"
Yao Ping was fully armed, standing on the high platform in the camp and looking towards the military camp to the north, frowning, thinking about the current situation.
The current situation is not good for him.
The news he received was that Fulong's army had been completely defeated, and Sihong's army was aggressively attacking southward, and it would not take long for them to break into the Wuhe camp.
After the Sihong Army defeated the remaining soldiers and horses of the Wuhe Camp, the next step must be to turn around and deal with tens of thousands of them.
How can I allow others to snore on the side of the couch?
Yao Ping understands this very well. If the Sihong Army wants to dominate, it must clear away hidden dangers around it.
Yao Ping had no intention of fighting Si Hongjun head-on. He was just thinking about how to escape.
"It's a pity that when I left the camp, I didn't take the opportunity to take away part of the navy. Otherwise, there would be navy warships to transport the soldiers, and we could calmly retreat to the south of the Eihe River!"
Yao Ping thought with some regret.
After Zhang Guiba's partial troops left the camp, they immediately began to approach the Qiang camp and prepared to attack.
within these days.
When the Sihong Army and the former Qin soldiers and horses were fighting in the east, they were not idle. Zhang Guiba continued to conduct tentative attacks, although the two sides did not start a decisive battle.
But the small-scale fighting never stopped.
Yao Ping had long been accustomed to this situation, but his face quickly turned into a look of shock, because he discovered that Zhang Guiba's attack no longer seemed to be a test, but a real attack.
boom!
The catapults continued to bombard, and a large number of stones fell from the sky and bombarded the Qiang military camp...
"Brother Yao, we can't continue to be entangled with Zhang Guiba like this. If we don't think of a way to evacuate, we won't be able to leave even if we wait until the main force of the Sihong Army arrives!"
Murong's general strode over with a hurried look on his face.
"There is only one way right now, and that is to fight Zhang Guiba decisively! Beat Zhang Guiba and make him cripple, and then we can take advantage of the situation and retreat!"
He said quietly.
If they didn't cause serious damage to Zhang Guiba and were kept restrained here, they would really be waiting for death.
Ahhhh!
Continuous screams and fighting sounds appeared. The Qiang soldiers and the Murong clan's soldiers and horses habitually stepped forward to meet the enemy. However, they did not expect that the Sihong army's offensive was so fierce this time that many soldiers were lost immediately.
The sounds of swords and guns piercing flesh, and the strange sounds of weapons rubbing against bones, accompanied by screams, enveloped the battlefield.
Yao Ping held the handle of the knife with his right hand and tightened his palm.
He withdrew his gaze, was silent for a moment, and then said: "Okay, I will do as you say! The whole army will attack and fight Zhang Guiba! I don't believe that Zhang Guiba's mere soldiers and horses will be the opponent of our 60,000-strong army. !”
After separating from the former Qin army.
Both Yao Ping and Murong tried to recruit the people and train young men to expand their army, but due to the shortage of food and grass, when their troops expanded to 60,000, the food could not support them.
boom!
The thundering drums sounded.
The Qiang and Murong clan's camps, which had been defending the camp, suddenly opened, and a large number of soldiers poured out of the camp. With the strength of their numbers, they forced the Sihong army to retreat.
After pressing Sihong's army some distance away, the Qiang and Murong clan's cavalry began to move out...
Miles away.
On the high slope, dozens of figures stood looking at the battle in the distance.
"These barbarians have finally made up their minds!"
Zhang Lin said happily.
The deputy general next to him smiled and said: "If these barbarians don't come out for a decisive battle, and wait a few days for our navy to come, it will be difficult for them to come out!"
Zhang Lin nodded and ordered to his subordinates: "Send the signal and summon the cavalry to prepare for dispatch!"
After stopping the pursuit of the former Qin army.
Zhang Lin quickly arrived nearby with the five thousand cavalry he had mobilized, and waited for two full days twenty miles away.
What they were waiting for was the time for the Qiang and Murong clan troops to come out of camp and fight Zhang Guiba for a decisive battle.
When the two sides are fighting.
The five thousand cavalry he led were the key to victory or defeat.
On the ground in the distance, many Hu generals and the Sihong army were massacred. Zhang Guiba was not weak, but there were also powerful generals among the Yao Ping and Murong clan.
Moreover, the Hu people had many soldiers and horses, and Zhang Guiba could only confront them with his ability.
Boom!
Soon after, the ground began to tremble slightly.
Then the sound of horse hooves began to shake the earth from far to near.
"The cavalry is here! Attack!"
Zhang Lin got on his horse, shouted loudly, and rushed down the hillside with dozens of people around him, joining the torrent of iron armor emerging from the east.
Five thousand cavalry, all wearing armor.
The torrent of red iron armor seems to be able to sweep away some of the filth.
Like a red spear piercing the enemy, a moment later, in the twisted and horrified eyes of Yao Ping and many Hu generals, it pierced the flank of the Hu army.
In an instant, the world seemed to be shaken and fell into silence.
The next moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and corpses littered the field.
…
Late November of the second year of Taichu.
Zhang Lin replaced Si Xingfang who died in the battle, commanded the Chinese army's five thousand cavalry, and took advantage of the battle between Zhang Guiba and Yao Ping to lead an assault.
They defeated Yao Ping and Murong's generals and won a complete victory.
Of the 60,000 Hu soldiers, more than 10,000 were killed on the spot and 30,000 were captured. A large number of Hu soldiers were chased by the cavalry and jumped into the water. Their drowned bodies floated down the river and even floated near the Wuhe camp.
At this point, the Wuhe territory north of the Huai River was completely brought under Sihong's control.
And this time.
The former Qin army staying at the Wuhe camp also began to board ships and move to the south of the Huaihe River.
On the vast expanse of water.
Deng Qiang and Zhang Hao, two men with ten thousand enemies, looked towards the north.
As they left, a large number of Sihong soldiers poured into the Wuhe camp...
"General..."
Zhang Hao shouted.
Deng Qiang came back to his senses, his face was as usual, and he did not feel depressed or decadent at all when he was forced to lead his troops to retreat. He secretly chewed on the feeling of failure in his heart. This was the first time he had tasted this aggrieved feeling.
"Well! Let's go. Next, start preparing to fight Yingbu!"
Deng Qiang said lightly.
(End of chapter)
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