Pi Yixiu sat blankly in the big furry chair, feeling tightness in his chest and indescribable discomfort. Fielding's words seemed to still echo in his ears, "It's better to take care of yourself, take care of yourself," and chewed slowly. Hearing these four words, Jipi Yixiu's heart was filled with despair, "At this time, you actually asked me to take care of myself and wish me good luck. Damn it, Fielding, ** your ancestors! You bastard, a few months ago Why don't you ask me to take care of myself? You sons of bitches remember us when you need us, and now you just want to pat your butts and leave! It's not that easy!"
The shrill howls echoed in the camp for a long time, and the guards hid aside knowingly. No one dared to touch him at this time.
"Come here, arrest those staff officers from Taixuan Palace!" Pi Yixiu, who was still angry, ordered through gritted teeth.
However, after a while, the guard rushed back in a panic to report that the staff members who had come from Taixuan Palace to assist him in training the army all disappeared. Apparently, they fled after getting the news first.
There was a loud "crash", and everything on the table was thrown to the ground by the extremely angry Pi Yixiu. His subordinates stood aside cautiously, fearing that an unreasonable disaster would fall on them.
Waves of cold north wind blew in through the cracks in the tent door, and the blazing bonfire in the tent illuminated Pi Yixiu's somewhat distorted face.
what to do? The enemy has cut off the logistics supply line and surrounded himself. Fielding has made up his mind not to give him any support. With the tens of thousands of people trapped here now, let alone fighting, it will only be delayed for two more days. I'm afraid they will start fighting with each other over the issue of food and grass. surrender? Someone had just proposed it at the meeting of leaders of various ministries. This should be a good idea. However, the "Iron Cavalry Club" he led was notorious in the northwest and had committed countless crimes. Li Wufeng would definitely not let him go, and he would not let him go. The team he was willing to lead single-handedly surrendered without even fighting, which really made him unable to swallow this breath. But the cruel reality is before us again. The elite troops of the four divisions have already formed a pincer attack on themselves. It may be difficult for them to break out with only 20,000 to 30,000 men.
Thinking of this, Pi Yixiu couldn't help but blame himself again, blaming himself for trusting Fielding too much. If he hadn't promised to fully support him, he would never have stayed in this remote place. He had already fled to the safety of the Kansai region, why would he be hiding here waiting to die
Now that things have come to this, he can only give it a try. Pi Yixiu looked at the dark sky outside, rubbed his numb hands vigorously and made a decision.
Pi Yixiu, who was riding on the horse, seemed to have regained some confidence. The "Iron Cavalry Club" started out as horse thieves. At that time, they took advantage of the chaotic situation in the northwest. The Luobei people invaded the border every year, and the local government was unable to take care of them. It developed. It has a history of more than ten years, and its power has gradually grown until Two years ago, Li Wufeng came to Qingyang and swept through all the bandit states in Qingyang with thunderous means. The "Purple Turban Bandits" and "Black Tigers" were wiped out. After assessing the situation, Pi Yixiu realized that it was difficult to compete with Li Wufeng and had to relocate in time. Return to virtue.
Unexpectedly, in Guide, he actually got in touch with Fielding, a military strongman from the neighboring government. Moreover, Pi Yixiu vaguely felt that there was a more powerful person behind Fielding supporting him, so he agreed without hesitation. Fielding's cooperation. To be honest, after cooperating with Fielding, Pi Yixiu's strength expanded rapidly, from less than 2,000 people to 10,000 people. A large amount of capital, equipment and logistical resources were continuously shipped, and the Philippines Erdin also sent many military instructors to train his troops, and the combat effectiveness of his troops was also greatly improved. The catastrophe of 693 once again provided him with a good opportunity for development. Regardless of Fielding's opposition, he greatly expanded his army and the number of troops increased to more than 20,000. He also imagined that he could become a leader in the era of war and chaos. The princes who separate themselves from one side.
However, due to different views on the expansion of the army, he had a conflict with Fielding. Fielding believed that the combat effectiveness of his existing army had not yet been fully formed, and he should not be greedy for more. However, he believed that he should seize the opportunity to expand his strength. Later, , Fielding gradually reduced the number of personnel who provided him with training, but still adhered to the above meaning to provide sufficient guarantees in terms of financial equipment and logistical supplies. He also followed Fielding's advice and began to unite with the other two rebel armies to think of The local government of Guide launched an offensive and gradually took control of most of the territory of Guide and Fucheng and some parts of the south.
But Li Wufeng's advance once again shattered his dream. Knowing that he was not as powerful as the opponent, he accepted Fielding's advice and withdrew his troops to the northeast corner of the border area with Taixuan, hoping to back up the Taixuan Mansion. The mountains can be advanced, attacked, retreated, defended, or the strength can be preserved. Unexpectedly, Fielding actually came to the bottom of the pot and put himself in this situation.
Come on, since fate has decided this, I have no choice but to bear it. Looking at his subordinates who had packed up and were just waiting for an order, Pi Yixiu suddenly felt an indescribable desire to fight in his heart. The dark red Pegasus flag was slowly raised, and as he waved it down , the huge cavalry phalanx was like a torrent, rushing forward crazily from slow to fast.
"Report! The enemy has launched a charge!"
"According to the established plan, the third division will be responsible for the frontal attack, the fourth division's cavalry will be responsible for attacking from both sides later, and the infantry will be responsible for cleaning the battlefield!" Li Wufeng, wearing bright armor, sat high on his horse and stared coldly at several miles. A storm of cavalry swept outside.
Pi Yixiu was mixed in the torrent of cavalry like a violent storm, but his mind seemed particularly calm. This was the only chance. Only by breaking through the enemy's position in front could he find a way out. It's ridiculous that the Immortal Society and those farmers actually want to separate and break through in several ways. Their ragtag group of people is not enough to squeeze people's teeth, and they are still talking about breakthroughs in several ways.
Wave after wave of cavalry rushed towards the defense line formed by the third division like a wave stirred by a storm. The sound of weapons clashing, the neighing of war horses, the shouts of soldiers, and the sound of bodies falling to the ground were mixed together to form a wave. Zhang's unparalleled battlefield sonata.
The person responsible for the first wave of charge was one of the two elite troops under Pi Yixiu, led by his right-hand man Kavin, with about 5,000 people. This unit has been rigorously trained by instructors sent by Taixuan Palace, and its combat effectiveness has been significantly improved. Moreover, Pi Yixiu also gave this unit some of the heavy armor equipment given to him by Taixuan Palace, and its strength is extraordinary. Cavin is also a bloodthirsty man, also known as "Crazy Horse". Once he is red-blooded, he will not recognize anyone, and his troops are more or less affected by this.
After the baptism of throwing spears and bows and arrows, a quarter of the cavalry that swept forward had been lost. However, the remaining cavalry were not affected in any way. They held their iron spears flat and still pressed forward ferociously in a group. When it comes down, it will be a direct collision between blood and flesh.
Mulige stood calmly and commanded the battle from the rear. Beside him were two squadrons of elite soldiers, which were his reserves. The enemy's ferocity was somewhat beyond his expectation, but he was not too worried. After all, they are all made of flesh and blood, and courage and brute force alone cannot lead to victory. This is what countless battle examples tell us.
If the attacking cavalry is like a huge wave, the defending infantry is like the wind-beaten rocks on the shore. Regardless of the wind and rain, I stand tall.
After the forward cavalry led by Cavan passed through the spear and archery area, they collided head-on with the heavy infantry of the 3rd Division. They came with a high-speed impact, but what greeted them was a dense barrage of halberds. The cavalry were either knocked off their horses or impaled directly, and even screamed in agony before they could win. However, the cavalry who were not afraid of death did not flinch at all. The front fell, and the rear rushed up with weapons brandished. Repeated and repeated attacks, which also caused huge casualties to the defending soldiers, but the front line remained stable.
At this moment, blood and flesh have become the most worthless things, even worse than soil. The waving weapon brought up bursts of blood mist, broken limbs and bones, and blood flowed everywhere. A famous bard once described it: "I doubt the soldiers shed enough blood to turn a dry desert into a swamp."
The soldiers had completely forgotten everything else at this time. They stared with blood-red eyes, gritted their teeth and waved everything they could use. They had only one thought in their minds, kill each other, you and I will live!
Seeing that the Cavan cavalry did not achieve the required results, Pi Yixiu had to detach part of the troops used to support the two wings and combine them with himself to lead another elite unit to launch a more violent attack on the third division's front.
"Victory or defeat depends on this! Brothers, if you want to survive, charge with me!" Pi Yixiu took the lead in riding out. With the encouragement of the commander, the morale of the soldiers was further boosted, and a raging torrent swept across again. Come.
Li Wufeng climbed onto the high platform and carefully observed the continuous onslaught of enemy troops. With his extraordinary eyesight, he quickly discovered the location of the enemy's commander. "Order the spearmen! Concentrate the attack on the rear left wing!"
Pi Yixiu, who was fighting endlessly, felt a dense rain of gunfire suddenly coming through the air. Before he could even react, a five-foot-long spear had already passed through his body, and the huge inertia dragged him down. He fell to the ground, looking at the steady flow of blood on his chest. Pictures suddenly flashed through his mind. Vaguely, he saw his poor childhood, his unruly youth, and the man who ascended to the throne of leader. In the prime of life, this moment seems to be meaningless, "Since ancient times, no one has died, and the horse-leather corpse is a hero!" Maybe this is his best destination, and Pi Yixiu's last moment of thinking came to an end.
As the leader's body suddenly fell to the ground, the rebel army without the leader lost its backbone and soon lost its fighting spirit. Compared with the original strength, it was a huge difference, as if they were a different group of people. The rest of the battle seemed much easier. The troops attacking from both sides eliminated the remaining troops with overwhelming force, and the first and second divisions also completed the encirclement of the other two groups of rebels.
Li Wufeng, who did not want to suffer any more losses, instructed Liang and Cui not to rush to resolve the battle and try to avoid unnecessary losses. Two days later, with the help of the internal Xueshan faction, the two rebel armies, totaling more than 48,000 people, surrendered. At this point, the northwest counter-insurgency campaign came to an end.