contend

Chapter 172
"Report to the general, the bald 2 horses will retreat for thirty miles!" The scouts reported happily.

"It must be the enemy's internal discord, this is an opportunity to break the enemy." The new father-in-law Peng Hu said.

He was originally a member of Lu Shuihu, and his strength was not inferior to Juqu's.

Otherwise, with Juqu's temperament, once he was weaker than it, he would have been swallowed by it long ago.

Peng Hu has been in Xiping for so many years, and he also knows the temperament of each department very well.

By taking the initiative to marry Yang Zheng, one can tell that this person has extraordinary vision.

Although he didn't know what happened to Lu Lu and what his motive was for retreating, Yang Zheng had an intuition that it was Meng Guan and Shao Tilun who played a role.

When the two armies are facing each other, it is impossible to send messages back and forth carefully.

Because that in itself is a major flaw.

The clever way is to secretly influence the overall situation, or launch a fatal blow at a critical moment.

As for whether Meng Guan and Shao Tilun would betray, Yang Zheng felt that the possibility was unlikely.

Meng Guan is equivalent to his disciples and disciples, and they are emotionally connected.

And Shao Tixun is a smart person, otherwise he wouldn't have recommended himself in the first place.

From the point of view of interests, it is far better to follow yourself as the captain of the Qiang guard than to be a low-ranking prisoner.

As long as everything is considered from the perspective of interests, we can get a glimpse of human nature.

Taking a step back, even if the two of them betrayed themselves, their subordinates may not necessarily betray, because their families are all in the western capital.

"It is indeed an opportunity to defeat the enemy." After some thought, Yang Zheng made up his mind.

All the generals in the tent looked solemn, with longing in their eyes.

Many people understand that after this battle, there may not be a big war for a long time.

"Liu Heng leads a thousand heavy armors as a striker, attacking from the front."

"Follow the order!"

"The cavalry from the Mongolian army attacked the left flank, Peng Hu's army attacked the right, and Jiang Faye prepared the rear!"

"Follow the order!"

The enemy seems to be outnumbered, but in fact there are many internal problems. After so many days of confrontation, there has not been a single active attack, only tentative harassment from the Juqu Department.

As time went by, Yang Zheng became stronger day by day.

All kinds of new equipment are gradually installed.

Only the armor rate, the two sides are not the same.

Yang Zhengjun has already begun to equip cold-forged armor. Although there are not many of them, most of them are equipped with traditional standard iron armor.

And the enemy can't even fully protect the leather armor.

Saber, long spear, and continuous crossbow were also put into use.

The [-] personal guard battalion is truly fully equipped, and it is also cultivated by the blood of the entire Xiping.

Yang Zheng intends to show his strength and existence to Yongliang and Luoyang in this battle!

There is nothing wrong with keeping a low profile, but you have already been targeted, and you are going to show your muscles and fangs!

Make potential enemies afraid of themselves.

Time is running out.

Northwest is exactly this tradition, the stronger you are, the more people will defect to you, just like a snowball.

This was the case with Dong Zhuo, Ma Chao, and Song Jian back then.

And this battle is also an opportunity to test the results of this year.

The drums of war roared.

It seemed that the earth trembled along with it.

Iron armor clanged.

With the spear standing upright and the big shield forward, Liu Heng was wearing cold-forged armor and carrying a mace, walking in the forefront with a hundred and two armored soldiers.

Behind the soldiers were Yang Zheng and a thousand crossbowmen, and 130 seven cavalrymen in cold-forged armor lined up around them.

Gathering all the craftsmen in Xiping, plus more than 2000 forging slaves, there are only [-] or [-] sets of cold forged armor in a month.

The wind in late summer carries a hint of coolness.

The snow peaks in the north undulate like a long dragon.

The enemy also felt the danger coming, and the desolate horns whimpered.

But it was overwhelmed by the sound of drums and roars that were getting closer.

"Ho, ho, ho..."

The soldiers roared to the rhythm of the drums.

The enemy seemed to fall silent, and then a black rain of arrows covered the sky.

"Shield!" The heads of the villages gave an order, and the corporal chief and the chief commanded their subordinates to hold up the big shields.

Crackling, the rain of arrows seemed to hit the umbrella.

Qianghu's forging level does not improve, and the bow and arrow are always inferior.

Under the protection of the armored shield, the damage is really limited.

Occasionally, a few feathered arrows passed through the gaps in the shield, but they could not penetrate the iron armor, and could only be embedded in the armor leaf weakly.

Come and don't go indecent.

The archers bent their bows, stretched their crossbows and set their arrows. In an instant, with a "buzz", the locusts swept up from the formation, and slammed into the enemy's camp at a speed beyond the reach of the naked eye.

The sound of screams followed.

Accompanied by the wailing and howling of cattle, horses and sheep.

This is the old tradition of Qianghu.

Yang Zheng's heart skipped a beat, "Ignite the fire, let the rocket go!"

With a sound of "Zi La", the flame bloomed, rose, and twisted enthusiastically in the grease.

Then, the flames streaked across the sky and fell on the enemy camp.

In an instant, Yang Zheng saw the flames running, rolling, and howling—they were panicked animals.

After six rocket rounds, the little fire turned into a big fire...

War is never simply hacking and killing.

Logistics, training, internal integration, equipment, and many other factors.

"kill!"

There was a sound of thunder in the front, and Liu Heng rushed out with a mace in hand.

This guy is always like a beast in heat, with extremely strong desires for life.

The soldiers followed suit.

The gate of the enemy camp was shattered by several maces, and the frame collapsed backwards.

The light of the knife and the shadow of the spear rushed in like a tide.

There were more than 100 iron beasts in the front row, and a blood mist suddenly rose around them.

However, the enemy army has a lot of people after all, and all kinds of crazy beasts and people add up, but they have some momentum.

Especially the Juqu tribe has always been proud of the orthodox descendants of the Huns.

With inheritance, there is a certain combat power.

Riding thousands of steps in a chaotic formation, slashing and slashing, no distinction is made between enemy and friend, humans and animals...

Intense fighting ensued.

The enemy wants to besiege and kill these thousand fierce soldiers, just like a pack of wolves besieging a tiger.

But the tiger also wants to devour the pack of wolves.

Yang Zheng glanced at the left and right wings. The cavalry of Meng Yu and Peng Hu were affected by the horses, wooden fences, and trenches, and they were still unable to break into the enemy camp. The two sides strangled back and forth in front of the wooden fence.

The performance of the Juqu Department allowed the enemy to restore some defeat.

It also exposed the weakness of Liu Heng's lonely army.

The flames in the enemy camp were gradually extinguished, and the panicked livestock were chopped down.

The situation seems to be stabilizing.

And once the chaos stabilized, Liu Heng's Thousand Armored Soldiers would become the turtle in the urn.

The Juqu tribe has been dormant in Hexi for many years. They can both herd and farm. They have inherited the fierceness of the Huns and learned a lot of Han methods.

Yang Zheng got on his horse and fetched a long spear, "Heavy cavalry, follow me to defeat the enemy! The crossbowmen form an array, and then cover and kill them!"

The warhorse stood up, as if about to roar to the sky.

130 Seven cold-forged armor heavy cavalry, the eyes exposed outside the armor are shining with thunder and flames.

They didn't say a word, the silence was like the snow mountains in the north.

Of course, crossbowmen are more than just archery.

The power of pulling the bowstring ten times is no less than swinging the ring sword ten times.

Those who are not strong-armed are not competent.

The horse's hooves stomped on the ground and roared.

The iron cavalry was urged to move, and there was an momentum of landslides and ground cracks.

The breathing sounds of the surrounding people and horses, as well as the vibration of the iron armor, all follow the same rhythm.

Yang Zheng felt that he was connected with the 130 seven people as a whole.

At this moment, his body and soul turned into a spear in his hand, stabbing fiercely at the enemy camp...

(End of this chapter)