Martial Arts: Start with 100,000 Xiliang Cavalry

Chapter 58

Summon Soldiers has many features.

One of them is that if they are silenced, they will not say a word.

If you let them yell, the noise they make will be more frightening than thunder.

Right now, when the sky broke, tens of thousands of Xiliang iron cavalry roared loudly, and many Bei Rong soldiers in the Wansheng camp were scared out of their wits.

Tens of thousands of people yelled at the same time, without sufficient psychological preparation, it is really easy to be scared out of trouble.

But scaring is just foreplay, and the breaking of the army is the meat of the show.

"kill!!!"

The [-] cavalry commanded by Su Yuan slammed down the gate of Wansheng's camp, rushed into it and slashed.

Many Beirong soldiers hadn't put on their armor when they were frightened, many were trampled to death, and the few who took up their weapons hastily were pierced through their chests by horses in the next moment, unable to organize an effective defense at all.

The leader of the big camp, the third prince of Beirong, Gu Lilie, himself did not rest.

He suffered such a big loss before, how could he sleep.

Now there was a sudden cry of killing, and the Zhenbei army broke into the camp. After being shocked, Gu Lilie immediately took up the scimitar, shouted loudly, and gathered the elite guards together.

They rushed out of the big tent and saw the scene in front of them, their hands and feet were immediately cold.

I saw tens of thousands of Northern Army cavalry shuttle back and forth in the camp, invincible, while Beirong soldiers were killed and injured everywhere, screaming again and again.

"Ah! Su Yuan!!"

Gu Lilie's eyes were blood red, and he clenched the scimitar tightly.

But the guards pulled him back and shouted: "Third Prince! Withdraw quickly! The camp is over!"

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that even if it wasn't a sneak attack, the two armies were fighting head-on, and the Beirong soldiers would only suffer a crushing defeat against the cavalry of the Zhenbei Army.

What's more, the Zhenbei Army raided the camp and beat the Beirong soldiers by surprise, making the battle situation completely one-sided massacre.

"Don't kill! I surrender! I surrender!"

Some Beirong soldiers couldn't bear it, and fell to the ground crying loudly, calling for surrender in the unfamiliar Da Zhou dialect.

A large number of Beirong soldiers surrendered on the ground, no longer resisting.

Even if they were "vicious warriors", they couldn't bear any resistance in the face of such unsuspecting killings.

Seeing many Beirong soldiers lying on the ground, Gu Lilie gritted his teeth and said, "Withdraw!!!"

He knew that what the entourage had said was right, Wan Sheng Dazhai was finished.

It's just that he couldn't figure out why Su Yuan's revenge came so quickly.

How can tens of thousands of cavalry regiments be dispatched so quickly?

Art of war... What art of war can achieve this effect?

The confused Gu Lilie, surrounded by many personal guards, galloped out from the back door of the camp, intending to flee to the depths of Beirong.

Behind them was the Zhenbei Army cavalry chasing them. Their horses were not as fast as the Zhenbei Army's, so they had to separate a part of them to stay behind and intercept them.

But what they didn't expect was...

"Call!!"

Gu Li violently pulled the reins, and the horse under his crotch let out a long neigh.

He looked ahead in astonishment, the cavalry regiment of tens of thousands of people had already lined up in front, waiting for them like a tree waiting for a rabbit.

Seeing this scene, the guards completely collapsed and let out a miserable roar.

Gu Lilie murmured: "The Zhenbei Army...Su Yuan...how many soldiers and horses does it have?"

On the opposite side, Chu Changning waited until the retreating Northern Army soldiers and horses, and snorted coldly: "Surround, no one is allowed to escape!"

……

In the big tent of Wansheng Camp, Su Yuan was seated as the commander.

He didn't follow the army to pursue him, he believed that Chu Changning would clean up the tail and bring back those who should be brought back.

Flipping through the military documents on the table, Su Yuan frowned.

"It's all Beirong script..."

He can not understand.

Although Su Tufeng asked Su Yuan to learn the Beirong language when he was alive, Su Yuan at that time was more playful and didn't study hard at all.

Of course, the current Su Yuan doesn't think there is any need to study.

There are specializations in the technical field, so it is better to leave this kind of translation work to professionals.

"...Gesana?"

Su Yuan suddenly thought of the Northern Rong dancer who could speak Zhou.

"Wait, I remember that the soldier I summoned last time was an 'envoy'. As an envoy, he should be able to speak other languages, right?"

He thought of this and chose to summon an envoy.

This messenger was not Zhang Qian, but a man with a horse face and a slightly shorter stature.

Summoned soldiers of the same species have roughly the same attributes, but there are certain differences in body and appearance, which Su Yuan is used to.

"See your lord."

"Well, can you understand Beirong script?"

"can."

"Okay, then you translate these military intelligence newspapers into Dazhou language, and make a copy."

"Yes, my lord."

The envoy sat down, took a pen and paper and wrote vigorously.

Seeing his quick hands, Su Yuan thought about letting this envoy do the job of translation in the future.

After thinking about it, he gave it a distinctive name called "Shanbao".

Shanbao is Heshen's real name, Su Yuan is not a spoof, but the language master he can immediately think of before time travel, Heshen who is proficient in the four languages ​​of Manchu, Han, Mongolian and Tibetan.

Of course, it is not enough for only one translator to be good at protecting one. For example, Da Zhou set up the "Yitongguan", a place that gathers translation talents, and he will also set up a similar department in the future.

After all, his journey is not limited to places like Dazhou and Beirong, and there will be many places where translation will be needed in the future.

At the moment Shanbao is busy with work, Su Yuan has nothing to do for a while, and while waiting for Chu Changning to return to his command, he wanders around in the big tent.

Soon, his eyes rested on the weapon rack in the war.

On the top floor there, there is a long sword with a black sheath.

Su Yuan walked over, picked up the sword, and fell into silence.

He is very familiar with this sword, the name of the sword is "Wusang", it is the sword of his father Su Tufeng, and it was also a gift from Su Yuan's mother back then.

Su Tufeng has always regarded it as a treasure and always wears it with him.

Now hanging here, it is natural that Gu Lilie is showing off this sword as a trophy.

Clang!
With a flash of cold light, Su Yuan drew his sword out of its sheath, and there was a bright red streak on the edge of the sword, like the setting sun.

In Su Yuan's memory, when her mother was still alive, she once said that this sword was forged by her master with the mysterious stone from outside the sky. It cuts iron like mud, and it can definitely be called a magic weapon.

"Master, this is really a good sword." Mei Jian said beside him.

The other three women also nodded in agreement.

Su Yuan put the sword back into its sheath, feeling a little emotional.

He himself doesn't know swordsmanship, but this sword is of great significance to him, so he simply wears the sword on his waist.

Touching the hilt of the sword, he suddenly thought: "In three days, it will be the anniversary of my mother's death."

Just at this moment, the big tent was lifted, and Chu Changning, dressed in military uniform, walked in and knelt down on one knee.

"My lord!"

"How, has anyone caught it?"

"I caught it. There were more than 2000 people who fled to my subordinates. The subordinates led people to kill more than 1000 people. The rest, including Gu Lilie, were all surrendered and bound!"

　Remarks:
　　1. This chapter was updated a bit late, sorry.I made a mistake in setting the scheduled update setting yesterday, and accidentally set it to 9 o'clock tomorrow...

　　
　
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