Chapter 296 Su Changsheng, the Western Rong Chariot God
The large banner painted with an eagle swayed in the wind, and above its parallel sky, arrows kept whizzing into people's field of vision.
On the distant grassland, horse teams circled and cut apart the cavalry on both sides. Shouting, screaming, and the collision of weapons mixed together to form the sound of the battlefield.
The mud and turf kept swirling under the horses' hooves. A group of cavalrymen from the Zhilutang tribe were drawing their bows and shooting at the corpse cavalrymen wandering ahead.
“Fight back——”
The wandering corpse-chasing cavalry kept shouting at each other, while reining in the reins and waving to the tribesmen behind them to speed up their horses. The tribesmen running around gradually moved closer to him and shot towards the criss-crossing Luantai people diagonally opposite. Bone arrows, blood splashed on both sides of the cavalry, and some people screamed in pain that their horses fell.
The Danghu looked back at the tribesman who was being dragged along by his fallen horse. He raised his hand to draw his bow, and exchanged arrows with the Danghu cavalry on the opposite side. He was hit in the thigh. Arrow, an arrow hit the opponent's shoulder.
The two cavalrymen then missed each other. This scene was only a short scene of more than two hundred miles. Both sides were almost all cavalry, which was completely different from the infantry battle formation.
As soon as the battle started, except for the rear formation, the front formation, and the middle formation, almost all the cavalry formed a cavalry team according to their respective tribes, crisscrossing the grassland, and shooting with the cavalry on the opposite side.
As the new Khan whom King Xia of Yan State nodded and recognized, Xi Zhuquan worked hard and kept issuing various orders, using his horn to convey orders several miles apart.
"All the cavalry from the Luotang tribe have been brought up. Notify General Yan to allocate cavalry from five small tribes to him!"
Woo——
The man next to Xi Zhuquan The commander blew the horn, and there was also a horn sound in the far direction, passing on this command.
Woo!
Woo!
Behind the battlefield, which stretched two hundred miles from north to south, a group of corpse-chasing cavalry in ragged clothes and fur coats heard the sound of horns coming from the distance, holding their reins and looking impatiently.
In front of them, Lu Bu, who was wearing an animal face and a ring of armor, was stroking the mane of the flying red cloud horse, and glanced sideways at the group of cavalry behind him.
The eyes were full of disdain.
He was not very satisfied with the string-controlled wolf cavalry he had trained. At the end of the Han Dynasty, the cavalry who followed him from Bingzhou to Luoyang, then to Chang'an, and finally to Xuzhou were the real wolf cavalry. .
It’s a pity that the newly trained string-controlling cavalry are still not from Bingzhou in the late Han Dynasty, and the training results cannot satisfy him, not to mention this group of Xirong barbarians who are not even as good as the Xiongnu and Xianbei.
"Let's do it."
When he muttered, two corpse cavalrymen behind him rushed to their heads when they heard the sound of the horn. They rushed up and passed Lu Bu.
Lu Bu frowned, and without waiting for the remaining corpses behind him to rush out one after another, he took out his long bow, attached two feather arrows, and with two swish sounds, he rushed towards the two corpses in front of him. The cavalryman was hit by an arrow and fell off his horse in an instant.
This made the group of tribal cavalry behind them widen their eyes in shock.
Knowing the language barrier, Lu Bu didn't bother to talk to them. After another moment, he clamped the horse's belly, and the horse with flying red clouds moved its hooves slowly and spiritually.
Lu Bu raised his arms and his horse speed gradually increased. The two commanders behind him looked at each other and roughly understood the meaning of this gesture. They immediately urged their horses to follow him. The mighty cavalry array was like water flowing slowly. Get flowing.
The next moment, countless iron hoofs stamped on the ground, and ten thousand cavalry rose and fell, running closely behind the Yan general at the front.
On the vast grassland, there are two groups of tribal cavalry who shoot at each other and then engage in close combat.
The Ten Thousand Cavalry Changpugu Cha, who was originally defeating a group of Zombie Tribe cavalry, heard the report from the returning scouts and another group of ten thousand Corpse Troop cavalry came over to kill them.
He did not pay much attention to the Xirong people in the central grasslands. Compared with their cavalry who had conquered the two countries in the Western Regions, they were like a group of beggars who had never fought in a war.
Pugu Che immediately raised his hand and asked the two major commanders to lead four thousand cavalry to fight over. He watched them gather their men and then rush to the east. Pugu Che waited for the battle report and then waited for them to hand over the spoils of war.
Within less than half a stick of incense, one of the two commanders who led the troops was covered in blood and fled in embarrassment with several personal guards. In the sight of Pugu Che, he ran wildly to the south. And go.
"What's going on?"
Puguche murmured, his eyes moved from the fleeing Dadutong to the direction due east. In an instant, he saw a A ball of the color of sparks galloped towards him.
Behind the opponent, thousands of Corpse Tribe cavalry were excitedly raising their weapons and making savage roars.
Lu Bu leaned slightly on his horse. During the ups and downs of the horse's wild gallop, he stared at the opposite side. The halberd scratched on the ground suddenly lifted up and was thrown out of his hand.
The painted halberd made a sound of breaking through the air. Pugu Che subconsciously lay on the horse. When the painted halberd flew over him, the leather armor on his back was instantly torn by the air waves. A long gash opened in the flesh of his back in an instant.
Puff!
The halberd penetrated several guards behind Pugu's body, and he stabbed the seventh person with all his strength, and nailed them to the ground together.
Pugu Che lay on the horse's back, and he screamed out in pain.
The next moment, the flaming knight galloped on his horse and leaped directly in front of him. In mid-air, Lu Bu drew his bow and nocked an arrow.
——Flying General!
The bow string trembled and crossed the horse's back in mid-air. Lu Bu shot two arrows towards Pugu Cha, who was lying on his horse's back below.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
One arrow was nailed to the back of the opponent's head, and the other was nailed to the opponent's vest. The flying red cloud horse flew high past the guards around Pugu's chariot. The moment it landed, Lu Bu leaned forward on the horse and grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd with seven people strung on it. waving away.
The 10,000 cavalrymen of the Corpse Tribe, who followed Lu Bu, surged forward, obviously not letting the cavalry of the Luotang tribe leave. For a time, arrows and blood were scattered all over the place. The grassland stretches out.
Under the bright sunshine, ringing arrows and beacon fires rose into the sky. The battle line of more than two hundred miles was full of cavalry wandering and shooting at each other.
Both the Xizhu cavalry and the Luotang cavalry are constantly gathering. After defeat, they regroup and enter the battlefield again. Various battle reports will also be turned into messages and transmitted to the hands of the cavalry commanders on both sides. to their respective khans.
All kinds of messy battle reports were sent out frequently, and the fast horses of the Luotang Department were rushing on their way under the stars. From the front to the royal court, every few miles, you could see the figures of the scouts galloping on their horses.
The news was summarized and fell into the hands of Luotang Bagui
On the 19th of January, a full-scale battle took place on the eastern front. The battle line was 240 miles long. Corpses and cavalry were all out. reserve. Pugu Che died in the battle seventy miles southeast, and his ten thousand cavalry were defeated.
One hundred and fifty miles northeast of the 20th day of the first lunar month, Tie Fo controlled two groups of 10,000 cavalry and defeated 15,000 cavalry under the command of Tie Ya of the Corpse Division. Gu Duohun encountered the Yan army generals, was defeated and retreated, reorganized and went south to defeat two zombie tribes.
Twenty-one, the main force of Yan State was not found on the battlefield, and it was in danger!
Twenty-two...
Twenty-three...
The atmosphere in the tent became ominous. Battle reports came from all directions, and the army of Yan State did not appear in time.
The atmosphere among the nobles in the royal tent was strangely quiet.
“It’s an old tactic again, I really think it works every time.”
Luoting Bugui leaned back on his chair and closed his eyes. He looked calm while holding the battle report in his hand.
"Then welcome the King of Xia of Yan Kingdom in the royal court!"
......
At the same time, the sun streaked across the sky, deflecting to the west, The snowfields further north have even harsher cold.
The men and horses wrapped in winter clothes ran for a long distance, bypassing a long track, and were now traveling from north to south.
The snow was full of human footprints and horse hoof prints. In the long line of walking, someone fell down and was picked up by his comrades. They waited for the carriage behind them and squeezed the frostbitten soldiers and other unacclimated soldiers into the carriage. , covered with a quilt to keep warm,
Su Chen, who was thinking about it, looked at the information brought by the scouts ahead. His eyebrows and green beard were all covered with frost, and he breathed a white sigh. After a while, he handed the information to Jia Xu, who was sitting around the small stove to keep warm in the car.
A long incense stick in the incense burner raises a curl of green smoke.
Su Chen calculated the merit points he got after conquering the Corpse Division, as well as the points he got from the reputation of Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Wang Lang and others. Finally, he had hundreds of thousands more points. Squandered.
After all, in addition to recruiting generals, unlocking the emperor and using their secret techniques can also influence the outcome of a war.
Now, apart from Li Shimin's Tian Khan and General Tian Ce, the only thing he can use is Zhu Di's Jing Nan, but that can only be used when he is forced into a desperate situation.
As for the secret skills of Li Longji and Cao Pi, they are not suitable for the battlefield, and may even have the opposite effect.
Had Su Chen walked into the carriage and looked at the statue of a saint on the stepped altar table? This time, none of the emperors spoke, and each of the spiritual tablets leaned forward, as if they were all holding their breath and waiting for the result.
Liu Xie, Cao Pi, Zhu Di, Li Longji, and Li Shimin also looked on nervously.
"Ancestors, I am about to start!"
Su Chen closed his eyes and muttered in his heart: "Don't come to Liu Chan... don't come to Zhu Wen..."
Before he could finish his silent thoughts, three random gray fogs were already hovering in his mind, and then Only a cloud of gray mist was left, and the other two gradually dissipated.
"It's not me?" Zhu Yuanzhang looked around at his soul, and jumped back into the card slot in frustration
Here, Su Chen took a deep breath, and his consciousness sank into a gray mist.
The next moment.
The word "Song" appeared in the mist, and it was not Liu Chan or Zhu Wen. Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the next few words, Su Chen suddenly had the urge to spurt blood.
Song Taizong Zhao Kuangyi!
Su Chen opened his eyes suddenly and saw a solemn and solemn figure wearing a crotch on his head, a white round-necked wide-sleeved robe, a red belt around his waist, and black boots, with his hands on his hips. Standing in front of him, he was looking at himself with a smile.
“Unexpectedly, it’s my turn... Unexpected, but also expected, haha, brother, I am also a person of great luck!”
Zhao Kuangyin’s spiritual status vibrated in the card slot. Shaking and rattling.
"Forget it..." Su Chen sighed. He thought he wouldn't have to draw Liu Chan or Zhu Wen, but he didn't expect it was Sorghum Heche... Wait!
He quickly closed his eyes and hurriedly checked the secret technique brought by Zhao Kuangyi in his mind.
Ni Niang’s...
As expected, it is the mysterious technique of sorghum river cart!
This is asking me to drive, and I can’t do it among thousands of riders!
(End of this chapter)