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Chapter 295: Su Yao celebrates his triumphant victory, the rebels are defeated and in crisis

Let's say that Zhang Chun was at his wits' end and the rebels were facing a great disaster.

Su Yao's knights chased the fleeing Wuhuan knights and rushed towards the infantry formation facing them.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, there was a sudden buzzing sound of powerful bows and crossbows from the anti-thief vanguard formation.

The sizzling rain of arrows shot out directly without distinguishing between friend and foe.

"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow!"

"Those who are good at rushing into large formations will be shot without mercy!"

In an instant, the battlefield in front of the formation was filled with howls and cries.

Compared with a small number of Han knights who fell off their horses, more Wuhuan rangers died tragically under the arrows of their teammates.

Such cruel and merciless killings frightened these collapsed rangers. They retreated to the left and right, not daring to rush into the formation again.

The sun was shining and there was no cloud in the sky.

Inappropriate, inappropriate.

Su Yao stood up straight, raised his spear high, and shouted to stop the charge.

Whether it was officers, soldiers or civilians, everyone was shouting and celebrating wildly.

The cheers in Pingyuan City were deafening, and Su Yao and his knights became heroes in people's hearts.

"Su Junhou will definitely win!"

"I didn't expect that the enemy army still has capable people."

Compared with the weak bows of the Wuhuan Rangers, the threat of the strong bows and crossbows in the enemy infantry formation was much greater.

In that way, even if he wins, the rating of a bloody victory will only make him grit his teeth.

When Su Yao returned triumphantly and led his cavalry slowly in from the north gate, he received a grand welcome.

This thought passed through my mind in a flash.

Facing the arrows that were shot, Su Yao immediately ordered to stop the charge, ordered his soldiers to turn back all the way, rescued those fallen and wounded comrades, and returned home under the vigilant and awed eyes of the enemy.

"Su Junhou is mighty!"

And the more than a thousand elite cavalry he now had were hard-earned and hard-earned. Su Yao was not willing to waste them easily here.

Now that I risk my life and risk huge casualties, even if I defeat the bandits, I am afraid that my knights with more than a thousand points will not be able to achieve brilliant results against the massive bandits of 200,000. ?
When the time comes, they will be broken into pieces and scattered on the plain, and it will take another half a day to clean them up.

This time, Su Yao, who had just remembered that the sound of golden gongs retracting troops had just been heard in his ears, finally decided to retreat as soon as possible and did not lead his troops to continue to charge into the formation.

And this decisive measure finally saved them from collapse.

Hero, yes.

Anyway, it will take some time for the cheerleading team of the princes' coalition to arrive, and the enemy's retreat is also clear.

"Long live!"

"Long live Su Junhou!"

The invincible figure of Su Yao and his knights on the battlefield was like a ray of dawn piercing the darkness.

The hearty victory they won cleared away the fear of the overwhelming 200,000-strong army in one fell swoop.

With only 1,200 riders, they achieved such results, which made everyone feel excited and proud.

Of course, this victory does not just belong to Su Yao.

This honor is due to the contributions of his soldiers and the new Tiger Army.

However, behind this celebration, there are also a small number of people who have different thoughts.

"This guy is really amazing."

He Jin stood on the city wall, looking at the retreating knights with complicated eyes.

He didn't expect that this boy named Su could actually do so well.

Not only did they thoroughly train the Tiger Army, but with this great victory, they completely cleared everyone's doubts.

He Jin knew very well that from this moment on, all their previous plans were in vain.

Regardless of the snow-like memorials or the officials who gathered to launch protests, in the face of this victory, their voices will become insignificant noises and will no longer have any effect.

"This guy has to be re-evaluated."

While He Jin was making his own little calculations, Yuan Shu was completely weak and his face was ashen. He relied on the wall behind him to keep him from falling.

"No wonder Benchu ​​avoided this guy so much."

Yuan Shu now finally fully understood why Yuan Shao was so subtly withdrawn at that time. Too strong, too outrageous.

If someone had told him a month ago that I, Yuan Gongli, would be pushed to such an extent by a barbarian from a border county, he would have laughed and sneered.

He is the legitimate son of the Yuan family, the fourth generation and the third Duke!

Is a mere savage worthy of being compared with him?

However, at this moment, facing Su Yao's shocking record and unrivaled power, Yuan Shu only felt endless bitterness and powerlessness in his heart.

He recalled his previous contempt and arrogance towards Su Yao, and he couldn't help but feel regret in his heart.

Compared to the personal considerations of He Jin and Yuan Shu, Lu Zhi, who frowned, had much simpler thoughts.

Lu Zhi's feelings for Su Yao changed from initial resistance, to acceptance, to appreciation, and now to worry.
Yes, worry.

Today, Su Yao's great victory has certainly excited all the soldiers and civilians, but he refuses to retreat and selectively executes military orders. Such unruly behavior makes Lu Zhi have questions about this person and the future direction of this new Tiger Army. A worry.

"What on earth is this kid thinking?"

However, the thoughts of several people were quickly drowned in the grand cheers.

Seeing the enemy troops slowly retreating with siege weapons behind them, the defenders on the city wall once again burst into warm cheers.

There was even a girl selling flowers, who shyly presented a flower crown in person and put it on the smiling Su Yao's head.

The enemy retreated.

After Su Yao returned to the city, Zhang Chun also issued an order to withdraw his troops.

The vigorous all-out attack, which had been prepared for more than half a month, was completely repulsed by Su Yao's intrusion.

Compared with the joy inside the city, the rebel camp outside the city was like an eggplant beaten by frost—withered.

Facing just over a thousand cavalry, their tens of thousands of troops suffered casualties, not to mention the loss of generals. In the end, they were not even able to retrieve the bodies of General Li Hu and others.

He could only watch helplessly as the Han cavalry took them away as trophies in a show of force.

This blow is really too heavy.

Under this situation, no matter how anxious Zhang Chun was, he could not make these people launch a strong attack.

"In short, those people were forced to retreat to the city, right?"

Facing the gloomy faces in front of him, Zhang Chun made this argument that even he couldn't convince himself.

However, this was not the worst news for him.

At this moment, Prince Tadun hurried over to tell him a shocking news - the Wuhuan people decided to withdraw!

This news was like a bolt from the blue to Zhang Chun.

He did not expect that these allies who had fought alongside him would choose to retreat at this critical moment.

For a moment, Zhang Chun's heart was filled with anger and confusion, but more importantly, he was helpless and desperate.

"Why? Why are you leaving?"

"The emperor will be caught soon!"

In response, the leaders of Wuhuan turned their attention away.

Retreat, must retreat!

From setting out to intercept the emperor, to the vanguard duel before the general attack on the city.

The Wuhuan riders could be said to have borne the greatest losses.

Especially after being shot at indiscriminately by friendly forces, they were unbearably resentful. They had no fighting spirit and no fighting spirit. They were unable to fight anymore and decided to call it a day and go home.

"General Zhang, you know what I'm waiting for."

Qiu Liju shook his head helplessly and sighed:

"We Wuhuan'erlang come from different tribes. This time we fight against you and other allied forces. Not only do we come out in full force, we also mobilize in large numbers."

"Although I, my son, are brave and good at fighting, we are still weak and cannot withstand continuous battles and sacrifices.

The purpose of sending troops this time was to help General Zhang, but he never imagined that he would suffer heavy losses. Not only did a great king die, but countless warriors died in battle. "

A trace of regret flashed in Qiu Liju's eyes and he continued:

“Now, our Wuhuan troops are exhausted, their morale is low, and they are no longer able to fight anymore.

If we continue to barely hold on, we are afraid that the entire army will be annihilated. Not only will it not be able to help General Zhang, but it will drag down the entire army.

Therefore, we'd better say goodbye. "

(End of this chapter)