My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 584 Stop the arrogance

Chapter 584 Stop the arrogance

In the heavy snow, the fighting in the distance has completely boiled down with the addition of reinforcements led by Xu Huang, An Lushan, and Li Jue.

Two groups of Qingzhou Army and Xiliang Army soldiers, plus the Shengnu people who arrived behind them, stepped on the snowy ground and ferociously crossed the battlefield for several miles, fighting with these Western barbarians in the snow.

The barbarian soldiers of the Jinsa tribe, who originally had a numerical advantage, entered the battlefield with reinforcements from the Xia Kingdom and began to divide the various formations, gradually falling from a stalemate into chaos.

They do not have a military position like the Governor Cavalry, and they play the role of a calming needle in the situation of losing their commander. As the array is divided, the communication between each other is also cut off, and there is no way to know the situation of nearby friendly forces.

Xu Huang held the Xuanhua ax and urged the horses to walk across the snow. Xiahou Dun entrusted his troops and horses to lead them, so that they would not rush into the battlefield like a fierce general.

Finding a higher ground, he looked at the windy and snowy battlefield below. Ma Dai, who had gone there earlier and led hundreds of cavalry, had already circled and fought back. Ma Dai asked his cavalry to stop their horses, and he asked himself After passing where Xu Huang was, we found this small slope.

His horses were scarred and exhausted, so Ma Dai stopped the horses below and walked up to stand beside Xu Huang.

In the late Han Dynasty or the Three Kingdoms period, Ma Dai and Xu Huang had no chance to stand at the same height.

"Bo Zhan, how's it going over there?" Xu Huang turned over and dismounted, looked at Ma Dai with blood splattered on his face, picked up a big ax, and then waved his soldiers to hand over a silk handkerchief.

Then, the sound of the snow being trampled came from the side and behind.

"Erlang, I just heard the news that General Xiahou led his brothers from the Qingzhou Army to catch the rats hiding behind. These rats in the west are a bit big!"

On the snowy ground down the mountain, a few people were hurriedly coming down. In this snowy forest, there were more than 500 instructors waiting.

"Li Jue and An Lushan entered the battlefield from the northwest and northeast, and were cooperating with Le Jin and Pang De's troops to divide the barbarians."

"Over here, I see a figure!"

While Baddeley raised his rapier forward, more than 300 believers behind him took out their weapons from under their cloaks, shouting and chanting doctrines, with fanaticism in their eyes.

Lothar did not persuade the student to leave with him, but nodded with satisfaction. Without leaving a word, he led more than a hundred instructors and left quickly.

"For Holy Lothar!"

He reacted, quickly pulled out a thin sword, and shouted to the believers around him: "The time has come to show your bravery, for Holy Lothar!"

The important strategic town of Satila has been lost. Lothar led only 30,000 people under his command to guard an isolated city without any strategic significance.

In terms of combat effectiveness, they are not as good as ordinary soldiers of equal numbers. The only thing they can use against them is their fanaticism for Holy Lothar.

Emperor Sakprut would probably not blame him.

"Xiahou Dun is alone and struggling. I'm afraid something might go wrong, so I have to go over and help him. By the way, I'll lend you your war horse to ride on. You won't need it for the time being anyway."

Not long ago, his teacher Lothar told him that there may be marching priests following the Eastern army opposite. They have been exposed and must move their positions, return to Maiti, pack their bags, and organize their troops to evacuate.

After that, he pulled the reins, turned the horse's head and galloped towards the west. Hundreds of riders behind him also mounted their horses at this time, riding the horses through the snow on the ground, scrambling to run first.

Xu Huang knew that Ma Dai was joking, and a smile appeared on his face: "Miaocai gave me the responsibility of leading the army. He has other things to do under His Majesty's orders."

……

Before Baddeley could give the order, more than three hundred people had already rushed from his left and right sides, stepping on calf-deep snow, towards the Eastern cavalry spreading over there.

"Hiding deep enough, these daring barbarians!"

"What's the matter?" Ma Dai put down the silk handkerchief and asked curiously.

These believers are just a group of people who have subjugated their countries and tribes in various conquered and destroyed countries and tribes that Lothar has followed Emperor Sakprut to conquer over the years.

He was on the small slope, silently looking at the back of the person going down.
When the four hundred flying Qiang cavalry who were resting below saw the general approaching, they all stood up in the snow. Ma Dai, a strong man, walked in front of them and jumped on a newly brought war horse.

The thousand Qingzhou troops stationed here shouted to get out of the way and watched with envy as this group of flying Qiang cavalry passed by.

Baddeli, who came down, called over a hundred people to come over and prepared to escort Lothar out of here, while he led the remaining three hundred and forty people to follow.

He held the ring-headed sword and pointed to the west: "Those who can mount a horse, come with me to assist General Xiahou."

Here, Baddeli sent his teacher Lothar away and watched their figures disappear into the heavy snow ahead.

There is nothing to hide. Xu Huang pointed to the west, "There is also a mouse. The Prime Minister changed the direction of the wind, and General Xiahou followed the direction of the wind to find it."

With this thought in mind, they left the snow forest and came to the foot of the hill. The master and the apprentice divided into two teams, the front and the back.

To the west, there is a gentle road under the distant hills. The road is obviously covered with snow. The hanging branches are occasionally shaken by people's shoulders, and the heavy snow falls down.

Only then did he remember that the leader was Xiahou Dun. He looked around, but saw no one.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head. Ma Dai, who was beside him just now, was walking back at some point. Xu Huang asked him why he was leaving, and Ma Dai waved his hand back impatiently.

Ma Dai looked a little ferocious, with the smell of blood all over his body, especially the head of an unknown person hanging on his waist. This scene was extremely iron-blooded.

In the distance, there were words spoken by Badley and a group of soldiers that they could not understand, but they knew that it was a language from the East.

Xu Huang: "..."

"Teacher, you go first. If there are pursuers, I will resist them for a while to buy you time to return to Maiti."

The snow was shaken off the branches at the edge of the snow forest. Baddeley, who had set up a warning array here, looked through the wind and snow and saw a group of cavalry going around the foot of the hillside, turning an arc, and running towards this side. Come on.

"For Holy Lothar!"

Ma Dai wiped the blood from his face and told the other party what he saw on the battlefield without any concealment.

"Kill them and vent this evil anger on His Majesty's behalf!"

"Where is Xiahou Miaocai? Are you chasing me and getting lost in the snow?"

"Brothers, if you die in humiliation and your ministers die, follow General Xiahou and kill him!"

The other party was so brave that Xiahou Dun was startled and thought it was a trick. However, a cavalryman who was charging towards him knocked away the figure that came first with a spear.

The stone hanging in Xiahou Dun's heart finally fell. He thought that this group of people would be like the barbarians over there, not afraid of swords or pain. But now it seemed that he was overthinking.

"Run over!" He held an iron spear tightly with one hand and raised the other hand. The Qingzhou Army cavalry behind him also followed closely behind his comrades in front, charging towards the swarming Western barbarians.

The opponent looked fanatical, had no formation, and had no armor on his body. He only had a weapon. With his flesh and blood, he dared to face him. When the two sides clashed, Qingzhou Army Qingqi felt for the first time what it means to rush forward and die.

This bunch of desperate barbarians seemed crazy, but in fact they all rushed towards their iron hooves and weapons. Many people were knocked down by their horses and then trampled to death by the running horses' hooves.

Only a few dozen people were killed out of more than 300 people in the blink of an eye. Xiahou Dun looked around with his only eye. The dark-skinned figure who was leading the group just now was not among the corpses.

"Go twenty people, spread out around and search for the dark-skinned person, remember! You must catch them alive!"

Xiahou Dun had an impatient temper, but that didn't mean he was a reckless man. After all, he rarely won battles back then and was transferred to the rear. Even though he continued to be promoted, there was still a sense of aggrievedness hidden in his heart.

Especially when I saw that my brother Xia Houyuan went from knowing nothing and only knowing how to charge into battle to sitting on the western front of the Wei Dynasty, I felt even more unwilling.

Not long after he issued the order, twenty cavalrymen immediately came out from the cavalry that had finished over there, and they all dispersed, each going in one direction, radiating in a fan shape to the west.

Just in front of their pursuit and search, Baddeley was running shallowly and deeply in the snow. He was not a heroic noble knight, let alone a highly skilled ranger. He had studied pharmacology from a teacher since he was a child, and was proficient in entomology. Later, He began to delve into teachings again.

When he encouraged his followers to rush forward, he took the opportunity to escape. Now he had gained some distance, but the snow was difficult to walk on, and the other party was still on horseback, so it was not difficult to catch up with him.

At this moment, he did not dare to stop easily. After walking for about half a mile, he estimated that no one would be chasing him from behind. Then he walked to a tree not far away, wiped off the snow on a big rock, and sat against the trunk of the tree. Come down and take a sip of water.

"The teacher should have left safely..."

He murmured this, and then, thinking of the trick he had played on the Eastern cavalry just now, Baddeley laughed again, a little louder: "These Easterners are really a bunch of idiots."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow flew towards him. Before he could react, it was already nailed to a few inches above his head. The big tree shook, and the snow hanging on the branches began to fall rustlingly, covering Bard. Li's head and shoulders were covered with a layer of snow and frost.

He held the sheepskin bag, raised his face and glanced at the thing nailed to the tree trunk, his eyes narrowed, it was an arrow.

He lowered his eyes and looked ahead.

A figure was riding on horseback, standing in the wind and snow ten feet away, slowly lowering his bow.

In the woods on the left and right sides, snow fell, branches rustled, and one, two, four... ten, or a hundred figures jumped out of the forest on horseback.

Baddeli threw away his water bag, stood up in a hurry, and hurriedly pulled out the slender weapon from his waist. From the forest on his left, cavalry emerged again and surrounded him.

It only took one glance to recognize that this was armor unique to Easterners.

"Ah!" Baddeli opened his mouth wide and roared as if to be emboldened. He stretched out his raised arm and stabbed the nearest war horse with his slender sword.

The cavalry over there tightened the reins, and the war horse waved its arms, its hind limbs bearing the force, its forelimbs raised, and turned to the right to avoid the sharp weapon.

The knight on horseback stabbed out the spears in his hands at the same time, directly piercing Baddeley's right arm holding the sword. The cloth tore and blood spattered out.

Baddeley shouted "Ah!" in pain, and the rapier in his hand fell into the snow. At the same time, he was knocked over in the snow with a spear by the cavalry who was rushing forward.

"Caught!"

Several cavalrymen jumped off their horses. One of them pulled a rope from the horse's hip bag, and he and his companions quickly tied up the black man.

The latter struggled, trying to find something from the bag on his waist, but was beaten by the cavalry who rushed forward, then tied tightly into a rice dumpling and thrown on the horse's back.

"Back then, in the bitter cold of Xiliang, my brother and I often fought with the Qiang people in the ice and snow. It was just like hunting. We had to find ways to intercept the prey's escape, so as to prevent the cunning prey from escaping."

Over there, putting the bow back into the bow pouch, Ma Dai looked at the 'prey' that was thrown onto the horse's back by his cavalry and smiled. Then he turned his eyes away and looked to the east, where two Qingzhou Army light cavalry were galloping on their horses.

When the two saw this, they hurried forward to greet Ma Dai. When they were about to ask if they had seen a dark-skinned person, they saw that the person they were chasing had been caught, and they couldn't help but feel discouraged.

Soon after, Ma Dai took the prisoners and led his cavalry to Xiahou Dun. The latter already knew the news and reluctantly gave his hand to Ma Dai who came over.

The two of them didn't say much. They gathered their troops together and returned to the battlefield over there. When the two of them passed by, the battle over there was coming to an end.

More than 10,000 Jinsa tribe barbarians were almost blocked by Le Jin's 2,000 Qingzhou soldiers. As reinforcements arrived, they divided the group of barbarians into several pieces on the battlefield from three directions, cutting off the distance between them. The connection shrinks step by step, and is defeated one after another.

When Xiahou Dun and Ma Dai led their troops over, the fighting had ceased. Most of the barbarians died in the battle. A small number of those with missing arms and legs were lying on the snow, waiting to be cut off by the soldiers who swept the battlefield and then cut off their heads.

Le Jin's 2,000 men suffered considerable losses. After counting, there were more than 800 casualties, and 365 were killed in the battle. The soldiers who entered the battle first suffered greater casualties. He only brought out 200 people, and now only about 100 were able to stand.

The original victory made Xu Huang and others unhappy. For them, even if a few of the carefully trained soldiers were lost, it would make them heartbroken for a long time.

Not to mention the hundreds of casualties.

This crushing victory finally stopped at this moment, and they had to look seriously and re-examine the fighting power of the Western barbarians.

If they knew all this, it was actually Zhuge Liang who did it deliberately, and they didn't know what they were feeling.

However, Su Chen, who was the only one who knew the inside story, felt quite heavy after receiving the battle report. This was the biggest loss in the invasion of the West.

But definitely not the last time.

He looked at Zhuge Liang, the old god over there, and somewhat complained: "Prime Minister, I know you want to take the opportunity to warn the generals, but these soldiers..."

"There is no mercy in commanding an army, no mercy in planning!"

Zhuge Liang's face did not have the rare indifference and smile like that of Xianyun Yehe, but looked at Su Chen with a serious look.

"This is what a qualified counselor should do."

Su Chen closed his eyes and nodded. He knew that what Zhuge Liang said was right. He had no place to vent his anger. When the generals outside came back, he asked Wu Zixun to go over and let everyone bring in the prisoner.

Immediately, military Chinese officials who had always studied Western discourse here were also called in to translate.

……

Baddeley was thrown off the horse. At this time, the injury on his arm had been bandaged by the Eastern Cavalry to stop the bleeding. After getting up from the ground with fear, he looked at the other party's gestures, then looked at the Satsuma Palace in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and slowly Swallowed and walked over.

"Hurry up!" The escorting soldier went up and gave a push.

Baddeley stumbled a few steps before taking a bigger step.

As soon as he entered the dilapidated palace door, the warmth of the flames inside hit his face, and he heard a majestic Eastern voice coming from the figure on the king's chair.

"Ask him if there is an old man from the East named Zhang Jiao living with them!"

(End of this chapter)

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