The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 898 Battle [Subscribe*Monthly Ticket Request]

The boomerang of the lone army going deep into the enemy's territory eventually returned to Maodun.

He was trying to make a last-ditch effort and use fighting to support the war, but he didn't expect that the reserve battalion had seen through his plan from the very beginning and did not give him the opportunity to use fighting to support the war. Then he encountered a desperate counterattack from the flag-guarding battalion that fought to the death.

Although the flag-guarding battalion was completely annihilated and the reserve battalion command was destroyed, the goal of fighting to support the war was not achieved. Instead, more than half of the already small number of troops were lost.

Now they are faced with two groups of reckless young men who are trying their best to contain them.

He even suspected that there was no need for the rest of the reserve battalion to arrive; just these two columns of light cavalry and heavy cavalry would be enough to keep him here forever.

"Form a formation and defend!" Maodun decisively completed the defense before the heavy cavalry rushed to the formation.

He just didn't believe that a group of young and inexperienced guys could surpass him in command.

Even if the man from Bingzhou personally took part in the battle, he might not be able to defeat himself in command. This was Maodun's confidence.

"Cone formation!" Fusu looked at the enemy's formation and shouted, ordering the Ninth Column to change its formation, with himself as the spearhead, and penetrate into Maodun's camp.

"He is indeed a young and inexperienced person!" Maodun breathed a sigh of relief.

He was worried that the other party would change their formation to tangle with him, but he didn't expect that the other party actually wanted to pierce him.

Then he was not afraid at all, and he kept giving orders, pulling up one team after another, stacking them up layer by layer. As long as they could stop the charge of the heavy cavalry and slow down the speed, what awaited the enemy was an endless sea of ​​people to kill them.

"Open it for me!" Fusu's eyes flashed with silver light, and his pupils turned silver in an instant. The spear in his hand turned into a silver dragon, constantly knocking away the soldiers in front of him, always maintaining the speed of charging, and moving straight in the direction of Maodun.

"It's his disciple!" Looking at Fusu who was constantly knocking away the obstacles as if he was in an empty place, Maodun's eyelids twitched.

He could command and mobilize soldiers to constantly block Fusu, but there was a most unsolvable tactic on the battlefield, which was the military situation!

As long as you cannot stop the opponent's advance, no matter how brilliant your command is, the opponent will tear your formation apart layer by layer.

What's more, Maodun did not have so many soldiers to stop Fusu, even though he tried his best to transfer soldiers to form seven lines of defense.

But none of them could stop Fusu's charge.

"Ji Yu (jī yù), if your father cannot stop the enemy, take the Mingdi Guards and escape, don't look back!" Maodun drove his warhorse, turned his head and gave instructions, and without caring whether his son heard it or not, he rushed towards Fusu with his guards.

Maodun knew very well that the young man in front of him was obviously following the path of the military situation summarized by China. If they could not stop this young man, they would really die here.

And in the entire camp, I am the only one who can stop the enemy.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves from behind, the Hun army also gave way. They were really afraid of being killed. The young man in front was like a killing god, and no one could be his match.

So after receiving the order, the front line that was originally blocking Fusu quickly made way to both sides and rushed towards Fusu, looking at Maodun's back.

"Zilong, be careful!" The centurions around Fusu also discovered Maodun rushing over at the first moment, but everyone was busy fighting and could not distract themselves to rush to help.

Fusu had already seen Maodun riding his horse towards him. His silver eyes sank slightly. He clenched the spear in his hand and drove his horse towards Maodun in a final charge.

The second column's light cavalry cruising on both sides also looked nervously at the attack between the two commanders. "Zilong is so fierce?" The 500 commanders of the second column were a little surprised.

The status of the Five Hundred Lords and the military supervisors of each column was actually not much different, so they knew each other's faces, otherwise the chief general of the Fire Tribe would not have sent him to assist Fusu.

However, in their eyes, Fusu had always been a Confucian scholar, eloquent and with a Confucian demeanor. However, they did not expect that the blood-thirsty Fusu actually had such high martial arts skills that he repeatedly broke through the seven layers of defense of the Huns, making the Huns' defense and command useless, forcing Maodun to personally step down to stop him.

This also means that all commands are useless in front of Fusu, and the command and dispatch can no longer keep up with the speed of Fusu breaking the formation.

"Success or failure depends on this one move!" The five hundred masters stared at the fight between Fusu and Maodun. If Fusu wins, there is no need to wait for the arrival of the army from the rear. The Ninth Column and they can completely keep the Huns here.

If Fusu is defeated, then their Second Column will have to fully join the battlefield, completely contain the Huns here, and buy time for reinforcements.

"Damn it!" Bai Feng's eyelids were twitching in the sky.

He had been standing high in the sky on the back of a white phoenix watching the battle, but he did not expect that Fusu would suddenly launch an attack on the Hun army, and it was too late to stop it.

Now Fusu is facing Maodun again, and it would be too late for him to take action even if he were to die now.

"I shouldn't have come here!" Bai Feng secretly hated himself for coming.

As long as he didn't come, he wouldn't be able to see it. Even if something happened to Fusu, it would be the reserve camp and Meng Tian's business, and it had nothing to do with him.

But he was there and was at the scene, so he could not escape responsibility if anything happened to Fusu.

But now Bai Feng could do nothing and could only watch the two figures rush towards each other.

"Dang, dang, dang~" The spears collided continuously in the air. Maodun and Fusu passed each other, and then quickly turned their horses' heads, turned their spears, and continued to attack each other.

No one dared to approach and interfere with the two men and two horses within the range of their spears.

"It's not Haoran!" Maodun breathed a sigh of relief. He was frightened and thought he was really that man's disciple, but it turned out he was just a resemblance.

Fusu loosened his grip on the spear. As expected of the Huns' Khan, the terrifying force brought by this grassland martial arts was truly terrifying. It made his hand holding the spear numb and his knuckles were torn and soaked with blood.

"Zilong, there's no point in fighting him!" Just as the two were about to continue fighting, a sudden voice rang out.

Fusu and Maodun subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

"Hehe, you guys continue!" Changqin Youshan saw Maodun was also looking at him, so he quickly turned around and continued to kill the enemy in front of him.

After Changqin Youshan's reminder, Fusu also reacted. Even though the soldiers of the Ninth Column were new recruits, their combat skills were higher than those of the defeated soldiers gathered by Maodun. Now he only needed to hold on until his comrades killed all the other Hun soldiers. There was no need to risk his life with Maodun anymore.

Maodun also noticed the changes in the situation on the battlefield. Without his command, the battlefield had fallen into chaos, and the competition was about personal combat skills and equipment and weapons.

However, the Huns could not compare with the heavy armored cavalry of the Red Flame Cavalry.

The Mingdi Guards, the only ones qualified to confront the Red Flame Cavalry head-on, were also restrained by the light cavalry.

(End of this chapter)