It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 850

When the sun in the east was still in a red circle, Tuoba Zhangkong suddenly remembered something.

Immediately, there was a shiver in the air.

Tuoba Changkong naturally had no chance to participate in the battle that was regarded as the shame of the Rong tribe, but he had also heard about it. In that battle, tens of thousands of warriors of the Rong tribe were lost, and the powerful Northern Barbarians never recovered, and even changed the situation of the entire grassland.

Not everyone in the empire is resourceful, and not all the Rong people drink blood. Among the middle and upper classes of the Rong ethnic group, there are many people who yearn for imperial culture and read poetry and books. Afterwards, many people replayed the battle to investigate intelligence about the battle.

Among them, there is one name that cannot be ignored.

Tuoba Changkong suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if the big river that hung from the sky, crossed time and space, and swept down again.

This time, there are big fish in the pond.

that fish?

Fish off the fish.

After the Rong tribe dispersed, heavy equipment such as slingshots and crossbows lost their lethality. Use bows and arrows to kill enemies that come within range.

Tuoba Zhangkong ordered the soldiers to spread out to avoid being killed in a large area by the opponent's attack. Soldiers looked for the position that was not covered by the horse trap, close to the enemy's main formation.

In one night, it was impossible for Guan Yu to set up a complete line of defense, and there must be places where it was exposed. Once the cavalry is limited in speed, it cannot achieve effective killing.

The real confrontation is unfolding invisibly, Tuoba Changkong finds an attacking route as soon as possible, and can attack the enemy's main formation. And the longer it drags on, the more enemies Guan Yu can use the archers to kill.

The competition is about the arrangement of battle formations, patience, carefulness, and stillness before battle.

Guan Yu's formation is very shameless, choosing to be on the hillside, his soldiers can save energy by following the trend. When the enemy cavalry charges, the speed will inevitably be limited.

In the end, after losing a lot of men and horses, Tuoba Changkong finally found an attack route by relying on the intuition of the beast.

The iron cavalry assembled and charged towards Guan Yu's formation. Those who resisted at the forefront were spearmen, heavy armored soldiers. The two sides finally collided formally. The cavalry was like a tide, and the infantry was like a reef, blocking the waves of attacks.

At this time, Guan Yu ordered again, and the sling machine crossbow launched a second round of attacks. Tuoba Changkong discovered a helpless fact. The passage left by the enemy was very narrow, with 5,000 people crowded in one place, and it was impossible to use it at all.

When the big stone falls from the sky, it can only be carried with the head.

The two wings began to wrap outward, squeezing the cavalry of the Rong tribe, and the Rong tribe was almost attacked by the enemy.

Li Xingzai climbed high and looked into the distance, and had a panoramic view of this scene. The other princes also followed the battle from beginning to end.

Although they retreated when they saw the army, there were many people with knowledge and ability. Up to now, they have to look at Guan Yu with admiration and no longer despise him because of his age.

Speaking of Guan Yu's tactics, it's not complicated, using traps to limit the enemy, introducing the Rong into the channel, wrapping the two wings... nothing more than a simple pocket formation.

But small things see big things. The mobilization of soldiers and the control of timing show Guanyu's extraordinary qualities. In a simple pocket formation, some people will be pierced by the enemy with one charge, but the pockets that Guan Yu has pierced can completely wrap 5,000 people inside.

Once a person gets into his pocket, even the great power of the heavens cannot be used. A team is pocketed, in fact, too.

The fox clan of the Rong tribe, known for their cunning. They are good at guerrilla warfare, and will play the enemy between the palms of their hands when they escape. Often a large army pursues them, but they find that their own troops will be severely damaged.

But the cunning fox is no match for a good hunter.

Guan Yu is a big fish and a good hunter.

Tuoba Zhangkong began to retreat, breaking free from his tied pockets. After all, it is not his own people, and there are not enough manpower. Guan Yu did not go shopping with the other party, and let go of the opening to allow the enemy to leave.

Tuoba Zhangkong withdrew from the front line, this time he slammed into it, and then slammed into his head again. The enemy in front of them was not the rat who fled at them, but a solid rock.

He lingered on the periphery with fire in his eyes, but he didn't dare to attack for the time being.

Guan Yu was also a little unhappy, and said: "Are the other princes still watching the play, when will they start?"

Qi Jiguang replied, "There has been no movement for the time being, and we are still holding our ground."

Guan Yu suppressed his anger and said: "Tell them that the enemy's morale is weak, and if they attack at this time, they will definitely be able to defeat the enemy. There will be 3,000 people coming from the Rong clan in the future. If they allow the two armies to converge, they are afraid We can't last long."

The morale of the other party is low, so is it not the case for oneself. Although Qi Jiguang's training is forbidden, it has this advantage. If it is the fish character army trained by Guan Yu, it will start a cavalry confrontation with the enemy early, and cut off the head of the enemy general in the chaos, and the enemy will be defeated.

Everyone thought that Guan Yu had played well enough. Guan Yu didn't think so in his heart. The time and place are right and the people are not in his own hands, so he can only do some small calculations and small calculations.

Like a nine-day eagle, with its wings tied, it can only fight with chickens and dogs on the ground. How can Guan Yu be happy?

Li Xingzai flew away from his army formation and rushed to the coalition camp. Now is a good time to take advantage of the victory, what are they waiting for?

This is the question that Li Xingzai also wanted to ask.

There is a break in the battle, and the things that should be done must be done. Guan Yu began to rectify the army formation, and ordered the soldiers to seize the time to rest and replenish their arrows.

"Second brother, when will the attack start?" Zhang Fei came over. There was no room for him in such a positional battle, so he was impatient to wait.

"Don't be restless, don't be restless."

"Give me 500 people, and I'll take the head of the enemy general. What's there to be afraid of?"

Guan Yu shook his head, he knew Zhang Fei's ability, and what he said just now was not a big deal. However, rushing into the battle is too risky, and now is not the time to take risks.

The only hope can only be pinned on the coalition forces. If they attack at this time, they will be able to defeat the enemy army.

After all, the enemy's back-up is coming.

The coalition camp finally showed signs of mobilization and moved towards the war zone. Guan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, these princes are not too stupid after all.

At this time, the smoke and dust rolled in the distance, and the reinforcements of the enemy army arrived.

The opportunity passed by in the blink of an eye, and after all, the opportunity to win was not seized.

After the formation of the coalition army was completed, the other side's reinforcements had arrived. The former army and the latter army converged, and the lost troops were replenished.

The other party seemed to know how powerful Guan Yu was, and instead of attacking rashly, he retreated five miles and set up camp.

Guan Yu had no way to attack, lost the advantage of the formation, and started a confrontation with the Rong tribe on the flat ground, which was almost equivalent to sending these people to death.

The soldiers and horses of the Rong tribe were driven down like a nail, and 100,000 imperial troops were pinned here.

As the day passed, the two sides were at each other's throats and did not start a war.