Dynasty Conquest

330 harassment tactics
Under the gray sky, the land was vast and filled with gunpowder smoke. After the fierce battle, the battlefield was strewn with corpses. Facing Murong Ke's [-] elite cavalry, the [-] vanguard troops sent by Zhao Feng were easily defeated.

"Young patriarch, this rebel army is vulnerable." A burly cavalryman held his scimitar symbolizing the identity of the Tata tribe and wiped the blood on the enemy's corpse on the ground. disdain.

The fighters of the Tata tribe have always been rebellious. With the help of Lin Chuan, Murong Ke, a Tata tribe, conquered the other Tata tribes in Jiuyuan Province. major force.

"It's not that the rebels are vulnerable, it's that we are too strong." Murong Ke replied with a smile.

"Hahaha, what the young patriarch said is good." The surrounding cavalry applauded.

These blood-drinking Tata fighters are exceptionally powerful. The scimitars they use can easily cut through the enemy's armor. They are the most elite blades in Lin Chuan's hands.

The former cavalry commander Wu Jing was injured and rested. Murong Ke, a rising cavalry general, temporarily served as the cavalry commander. Murong Ke not only has the bravery of the Tata people, but also tends to learn the culture of the Far East, so he is a wise and brave man. The young general, Lin Chuan temporarily handed over the cavalry to him is also full of respect for him.

"Young patriarch, the rebels have a lot of good things." The cavalry who cleaned the battlefield habitually rummaged through the pockets of the dead enemy soldiers, and found that each of these rebels had a lot of good things, and many of them even seized them. A lot of gold coins.

Murong Ke didn't care about these soldiers who were rummaging through the corpses, he went straight to a prisoner who was being guarded by cavalry.

Murong Ke raised the chin of a captured soldier with a knife, and asked coldly, "How far is your large army from here?"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me," the captives trembled in the face of Murong Ke's interrogation, and their eyes were full of fear. They had personally experienced the scene of being charged back and forth by these black armored cavalry, it was simply a nightmare.

"Say! Otherwise, I'll kill you!" Murong Ke's face was cold, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, showing its sharpness, and immediately shocked the captive.

After a while, Murong Ke threw back the trembling prisoner, he already knew the information he wanted.

"Everyone get on the horse!" Murong Ke walked towards his horse and ordered at the same time.

Although the black-armored cavalry looked foolish on weekdays, they carried out orders unambiguously. They got up from the ground one after another, got on their horses, and soon the cavalry gathered and rolled towards the west.

Murong Ke has already received the news that the main force of the rebel army led by Zhao Feng is not far from here, and the infantry on his side has not yet reached the Gran Heights, so Murong Ke is going to meet the enemy and fight for the friendly army. Time to build defenses.

In the dark night, Zhao Feng led a mighty 20 troops marching eastward, and the torches he held up were like long dragons, illuminating the extremely noisy marching ranks.

These troops that once belonged to the Nanchuan Army have now become the private soldiers of the Zhao family. All the officers who dared to resist the Zhao family were executed one by one. Almost all important positions were held by the children of the Zhao family. This huge army is now It has become a sharp claw for the Zhao family.

"Camp tonight in the Gran Heights!"

"Camp tonight in the Gran Heights!"

The horses under the orderly galloped back along the marching line, and the sound resounded in the ears of every soldier, and the soldiers cursed softly all day long.

The marching line stretched for more than ten miles, with torches shining and people clamoring, the whole team was very lively. Zhao Feng had already promised his soldiers that as long as they wiped out the Linchuan Legion, they would be happy in Qingmuchuan for three days. Prosperous, these soldiers couldn't wait to rush into the Qingmu River to vent.

The Nanchuan Army has strict military discipline, and has set up military judges. The Fourth Army formed by bandits and bandits hated the military judges and soldiers. With the support of these bandits, all the villages and towns along the way were looted by Zhao Feng's men. Every soldier's pockets were full of all kinds of treasures and valuable items. This is why Murong Ke was afraid of being defeated. The Rebel Vanguard discovers why the Rebels are rich.

Although Zhao Feng is a general in command, he prefers to march in a comfortable carriage. In his opinion, this is a symbol of status.

"General, we found enemy cavalry raiding ahead—" Zhao Feng was playing with the beautiful maid in the carriage when a disturbing voice sounded from outside the carriage.

Zhao Feng was disturbed by someone, and suddenly became furious: "What's the use of raising you trash, just send someone to kill them, do you still need to ask me for such a trivial matter?!"

"Yes..." The scolded officer hurriedly left the carriage, not wanting to touch Zhao Feng's brow again.

Zhao Feng was in a bad mood when the vanguard troops of the two banner regiments were defeated by the cavalry of the Nanchuan Army during the day, so he ignored the exhaustion of the troops and ordered the troops to march to the Gran Heights overnight, hoping to get back their position.

Murong Ke sent cavalry squads to continuously attack the marching rebel troops in the dark. At the beginning, they just attacked with cold arrows from a distance. Seeing that the rebels did not dare to chase them out, some small groups of cavalry even attacked the marching rebel troops. Launched a charge.

Facing the harassing Nanchuan cavalry, although the rebel soldiers were furious, there was nothing they could do, because they were only infantry, and every time they wanted to chase them out, the enemy had already run far away. When they returned to the queue, they hadn't walked long before the other party started to attack Attack, this kind of fly usually fights, which makes the rebels very uncomfortable.

"Young patriarch, they can't help it!"

In the darkness, Murong Ke was leading the main cavalry standing in the wilderness. When he saw a group of cavalry rushing out of the rebel army, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There are only [-] cavalry in the rebel army, and Murong Ke's goal is to eliminate these [-] cavalry. As long as these [-] rebel cavalry are eliminated, the rebel army will no longer be able to maneuver. Become the fish on the chopping board.

Murong Ke's strategy succeeded. He sent a small group of troops to attack and drew out the opponent's cavalry. In the darkness, two cavalrymen were galloping forward. Five thousand rebel cavalry were staring at the front and hundreds of Nanchuan cavalry were chasing after them. It was this swarm of flies that cost them dozens of soldiers, and they swore that if they caught up with them they would cut them to pieces.

"Kill!" Just as the rebel cavalry was about to catch up with the harassing Nanchuan cavalry, suddenly there was a shout of killing in the dark wilderness.

Numerous cavalry armed with sabers cut them into two sections from the flanks in an attack formation, and they couldn't look at each other at the end.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!" In the darkness, an unknown number of Nanchuan cavalry came, and the commander of the rebel cavalry immediately gave the order to retreat.

But Murong Ke has been lying in ambush here for a long time, how could he let them escape easily, the way back has already been blocked.

"Puff——" Drenched with blood, Murong Ke crashed into the enemy group, and the saber in his hand was splashed with blood.

There were constant shouts of killing in the darkness, a series of sparks were created by the collision of sabers and armor, and cavalrymen kept screaming and rolling to the ground. Facing Yu's sudden attack, the rebel cavalry were in a state of confusion, and were quickly rushed by the Nanchuan cavalry. scattered, and then beheaded one by one.

Under the desperate protection of a group of guards, the commander of the rebel cavalry broke out of the siege, and ran towards the way he came, but before walking a mile, he encountered the Nanchuan cavalry who had already been waiting here.

Two thousand Nanchuan cavalry stood among the horses, forming a crescent moon formation, blocking the path of these rebel cavalry who broke out.

"Get out!" the rebel cavalry commander shouted bravely.

But facing the net that had already been laid, they couldn't escape at all, and soon fell into a pool of blood.

Half an hour later, the Nanchuan cavalry led by Murong Ke threw the heads of thousands of rebel cavalry into the marching ranks of the rebels. Facing the bloody heads, the rebels stared into the darkness as if they saw wild beasts. Terrified, morale plummeted.

The Nanchuan cavalry are like the gods of death in the dark. They are in groups of three or four, and they are constantly targeting the weak points of the rebels on the ten-mile-long march to carry out sneak attacks, cold arrows, and traps...

After two hours of tossing by Murong Ke and the others, the rebels on the march were exhausted, and their speed dropped to the minimum.

Holding their shields, they were cautious and tense, for fear that there would be a trap somewhere or that a cold arrow would be shot in the dark, because in the face of sneak attacks by surreptitious soldiers, the rebels' several attacks never returned. They killed them all, and now the rebels dare not send troops to fight back, but they are helpless in the face of constant attacks. The soldiers are highly stressed, but exhausted. In the end, Zhao Feng could only order to stop the advance, camp on the spot, and decided to go to Gran Heights the next day.

Zhao Feng didn't know that it was because of such a night of rest that he and his 20 troops would never have the chance to pass through the Gran Heights and reach the Qingmu River until they died.

(End of this chapter)