Chapter 587: Falling into a trap
At dawn, the scouts sent out by Yang Lixin quickly responded to He Yiming's message.
Along with the scouts came back the other party's messenger.
From the messenger's mouth, Yang Lixin figured out why the main force of the Huben Army appeared in front of him.
Still a navy master.
The leader of the Huben Army successfully deceived He Yiming with only a small number of troops, and their main force, led by Li Xiu, secretly left Huangpi at some point, went around Yang Lixin's back, and gave Yang Lixin a fatal blow. hit.
After discovering this, He Yiming immediately organized people to rush over to rescue Yang Lixin.
Now their large group of troops has arrived at Meishan and is setting up a position in Meishan.
He Yiming's team also had more light infantry and less heavy infantry. The best way to fight against heavy infantry like the Huben Army was to set up camps and fortresses and use equipment to fight.
This time, He Yiming only had 10,000 people who came to rescue Yang Lixin, and the rest remained in Huangpi. After all, Huangpi was captured by He's troops during the early attack on Yong'an, and they could not give up easily.
He Yiming asked Yang Lixin to take his people to Meishan to join him. If the two teams unite, they can almost fight their opponents head-on.
Yang Lixin naturally didn't say anything and immediately rushed to Meishan with his troops.
Because although he had the upper hand and successfully deceived Li Xiu, the opponent soon discovered that he had led the main force to leave the battlefield, and was now chasing him from behind, only half a day's journey away from him.
The other party's scouts had already arrived for reconnaissance, and the fight with Yang Lixin's manpower was fierce.
He Yiming has already set up a position in Meishan in advance. As long as he arrives, he can move in immediately. Moreover, He Yiming is fully prepared and has all kinds of heavy weapons. When he gets there, there will be a chance to turn defeat into victory.
The team of more than 10,000 people spread their legs and ran towards Meishan.
Looking at the obviously low morale of the team, Yang Lixin felt very unhappy.
When we set out, there were twenty-five thousand people!
Now the three thousand old Green Forest cavalry were gone. After a head-to-head confrontation with the Huben Army, most of the remaining cavalry were lost. After a day of fierce fighting, even the auxiliary and regular soldiers suffered casualties and fled, and thousands more were gone.
This battle made Yang Lixin fully realize the power of Chu's heavy infantry.
No wonder the Qin army was defeated in the Battle of Xiangcheng.
When the sun was about to reach the middle of the sky, Yang Lixin finally saw the outline of Meishan.
After walking forward for a while, not only could the entire Meishan Mountain be clearly seen, but also the plumes of smoke rising from the Meishan Mountain could be clearly seen. The aroma of the food that came with the wind gave the already tired soldiers a lot of energy, and they ran straight towards Meishan with wind in their legs.
After not sleeping all night and running for dozens of miles, all the soldiers were looking forward to arriving at the end of the field immediately, having a hearty meal, and then having a good sleep.
A hill stretching out from the main peak of Meishan Mountain is the position He Yiming set up for Yang Lixin. There are at least hundreds of smoke rising from there.
The men ran in that direction, while Yang Lixin led a part of his bodyguards straight to the main peak.
Of course he had to go see He Yiming first to discuss how to fight the next battle.
As soon as he saw the position that He Yiming had set for him, Yang Lixin knew that after the Tiger and Ben troops came after him, they would still take the lead in attacking his own position, but there was no way around it.
Now that we have food to eat, a pre-set position, and enough weapons and military supplies, it is already a blessing. Can we still count on He Yiming to be at the forefront?
I am not a living Bodhisattva.
On the top of Meishan Mountain, He Yiming looked at Yang Lixin's troops who were swarming up the hill below. Beside him stood Zhan Zhao, Lu Xiong, Liu Chuang, Su Qi and other subordinates. Of course there are not hundreds of cauldrons cooking delicious meals on the hill below, but there are more than a hundred fires and countless crossbowmen and soldiers ready to charge at any time.
At this moment, on Meishan Mountain, countless powerful crossbows and trebuchets have long been aimed at the target. The large stretch of gentle slope heading towards the so-called position on the hill is a veritable death trap.
"Yang Lixin is here!" Zhan Zhao said: "I'll greet him!"
Su Qi mentioned his big nail rake and said, "I'll go with you!"
He Yiming nodded: "This person is He Zudao's direct confidant, there is no need to keep him alive!"
Zhan Zhao nodded.
Yang Lixin rode up the mountain, but gradually, his horse's speed became slower and slower. On the Meishan Mountain, there were indeed various types of powerful crossbows and slings. These things are good tools for dealing with heavy infantry, but the problem is, they are against heavy infantry. There seems to be something wrong with the direction.
Turning his head and looking in the direction where the crossbows were aimed, Yang Lixin suddenly reined in his horse, cold sweat streaming down his face.
The wind blew loudly, and several people fell from both sides like the wind.
"General Yang, you're fine!"
Zhan Zhao looked at Yang Lixin with a smile.
Yang Lixin shouted, turned around and rode his horse, about to go down the mountain.
Zhan Zhao jumped up with a loud laugh, and smashed down the big wrought iron stick in his hand. Yang Lixin's nine-ring sword suddenly slashed out, and the sword and stick met with a loud sound. One had just stepped into the ninth level of Xuanyuan, and the other It was the peak of the eighth level, and the difference was not that big. However, the horse that Yang Lixin stepped on could not bear the huge force. It whined and fell to the ground, but all its hooves were broken.
Su Qi waved his nail rake and pounced on Yang Lixin's guards.
At this time, He Yiming on the top of the mountain gave the order to attack.
Crossbow arrows and stone bullets flew towards the gentle slope below like rain, and at the same time, rows of crossbowmen on the mountain revealed themselves, and the sky-blocking arrows covered the entire area below.
The unsuspecting Yang soldiers fell down one by one in rows like being cut grass.
They just wanted to have a good meal and a good night's sleep, but what they encountered was ruthless massacre.
What is waiting here to greet them is not their friendly forces,
It is the King of Hell and the impermanence of black and white who harvest lives.
Now, they don't even have anyone to direct them.
They were already exhausted, but when the army on the mountain launched a charge, they immediately collapsed completely.
The two sides were actually about the same in terms of military strength. It was just that one side was waiting for work, while the other side was hungry and tired. The other side was full of killing intent, and the other side was completely relaxed both physically and mentally.
When Li Xiu arrived, the war had come to an end.
In the end, the three thousand heavy armored infantry belonging to Yang Lixin, who were still trying to resist, completely lost their will to resist.
All over the mountains and plains, there were soldiers of the Yang tribe who abandoned their helmets and armor and surrendered with their heads in their hands.
(End of chapter)