After finishing speaking, Rong Changan turned his horse's head and left.
Undoubtedly, Rong Changan's last words were mocking Pan Meichen.
Pan Meichen had never been so humiliated! The opponent's twelve men could easily kill twenty-four of the more than one thousand cavalry without any casualties!
Heck, heck, Pan Meichen almost gritted his teeth.
"Just let them go like this?" A brave general was furious, holding his gun and prancing his horse, wanting to challenge Rong Chang'an, "General, let them come and go whenever they want, and spread the word. People joke!"
Pan Meichen smiled darkly: "Who said I just let them go?"
He has already gotten to know Rong Chang'an initially, and he is indeed a formidable enemy. If such a person is not eliminated early, he will become his confidant's trouble.
"Lead the two-winged cavalry, outflank them, surround them by all means, and then defeat twelve of them one by one. Rong Changan, I want to catch them alive!"
General Xiao got impatient for a long time, so he divided the two thousand cavalry into the left and right wings, one thousand cavalry on each side, like two devil claws, reaching out to catch Rong Chang'an and others.
Song Qiang realized that they were coming, and his face was a little flustered: "General Rong, they are going to surround us from both wings!"
Rong Chang'an could tell from Pan Meichen's scarlet and green eyes that he was a cunning, fierce and cruel person, how could he let her leave easily!
"Spread out into the Yanyue formation again, and shoot the enemy's two-winged cavalry!"
Rong Changan deliberately lured Pan Meichen out, on the one hand, he wanted to know what kind of person he was, and on the other hand, he wanted to teach him a lesson, so that he would retreat in spite of difficulties and stop thinking about the capital.
Rong Chang'an's cavalry often practiced their formation, and when they heard her order, the team immediately turned into an arc, with bows and arrows facing outward.
"Wait until they get close and shoot!"
One hundred steps, eighty steps, fifty steps...
"Let the arrow!"
Of the twelve feathered arrows, six shot at the left wing and six shot at the right wing.
"Uh...", thump, thump...
Six people were killed on each side of the rebels.
"Bend the bow and set the arrow!" Rong Changan gave the order again, "Let the arrow!"
Twelve more arrows were shot, and twelve more rebels fell from their horses.
The brave general was young and vigorous, brave and fearless, stalking his horse with his gun, and shouted loudly: "Rong Chang'an, take a shot at me!"
The black curly-haired horse, rattling, rolled towards Rong Chang'an like a tiger descending the mountain.
Rong Changan narrowed his starry eyes slightly, bent his bow and set an arrow, loosened his soft white and slender fingers, and the feathered arrow flew out, passing through the hero's throat.
"what… "
General Xiao fell on the green grass, the horse jumped up, stomped General Xiao once, and then ran away sideways.
Seeing this situation, the rebels on the two wings were stunned. They didn't dare to take a step forward, and looked at each other in horror.
Although Pan Meichen still looked calm on his face, his heart was churning endlessly. He had underestimated Rong Chang'an before, he had never encountered such a powerful character in his life. It seemed that he would have to wait a few more days if he wanted to become emperor.
His generals wanted to fight again, but Pan Meichen stopped them. He had to think about it when he went back, and come up with a complete strategy to deal with Rong Changan.
After returning to the camp, Song Qiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time was excited about the vigor that killed Pan Meichen just now.
"General Rong, you are so good at predicting things. Pan Meichen watched us shoot and kill more than 20 cavalrymen of him, but he has no temper at all. It's so cool!"
Rong Changan's mind was already on another matter: "It was just a small setback to Pan Meichen's spirit. Tomorrow, I will set him back a lot, so that they don't dare to underestimate us!"
At the beginning, Pan Meichen led one hundred thousand cavalry as if they were in an uninhabited land, and they fought all the way to the north gate of the capital. Song Qiang couldn't help being terrified, afraid of fighting Pan Meichen. But just now, Rong Changan played with Pan Meichen on applause, and Song Qiang's confidence doubled.
"General Rong, tell me, how will we fight tomorrow?"
Rong Changan walked into the military tent, looked at the marching map, his eyes fixed on one place.
"What's the name here?" Rong Changan asked Song Qiang.
Song Qiang looked at it and said: "The natives call Banpo, the terrain is high in the west and low in the east, easy to defend but difficult to attack."
Rong Chang'an's eyebrows relaxed a lot, and he pointed to Banpo and said, "We will move our troops to Banpo tonight. It is connected to the northwest gate of the capital in the west, and close to Pan Meichen's camp in the east. It can be attacked, defended, or retreated." You can enter, and you don't have to worry about being cut off by the rebels. Occupying this favorable position is equivalent to choking Pan Meichen's throat, making him in a dilemma."
That night, Rong Chang'an and the 100,000 troops quietly got up and moved to Banpo to station.
"General, what are we going to do next?" Song Qiangqiang couldn't wait to know Rong Chang'an's plan after the station was settled.
Rong Changan was still looking at the marching map, his cold eyes were distant and deep.
"Today I have sent troops to find out where Pan Meichen's food is. Tomorrow I will send a letter of war to Pan Meichen. Song Qiang will lead 10,000 cavalry to detour behind him. He must burn all his food. He has no food, and he is alone. , we occupy a favorable position and do not fight them, presumably, Pan Meichen will withdraw his troops and retreat back to Waqiao Pass in a short time."
Facing such a powerful opponent as Pan Meichen, Song Qiang was at a loss and was so confused that he couldn't figure out what to do. After Rong Changan's analysis, the situation suddenly became clear.
Chen Yu's feelings for a long time finally got vent at this moment.
"Hahahaha!" Song Qiang rubbed his forehead and laughed, "As long as we burn his food and grass, we are not afraid that he will not retreat!"
Rong Chang'an said: "Pan Meichen must be thinking about how to deal with me now, so before he thinks that I am going to attack the place where he stores his grain, you must act immediately, without delay, and leave now!"
"The end will be ordered!"
Song Qiang led 10,000 cavalry, each carrying a bundle of firewood, to discredit the place where Pan Meichen hoarded grain and grass.
From the north to the south, Pan Meichen didn't encounter much resistance all the way, so he was a little lax and sent more than 3,000 soldiers to defend the food and grass, and they were all old, weak and disabled.
Song Qiang's more than 10,000 cavalry killed all the more than 3,000 defenders like chopping melons and vegetables, leaving no one alive, so as not to go back and report to Pan Meichen.
"Quickly put the dry firewood on your body on the grain and grass, and burn all the grain and grass!"
When the soldiers finished stacking the firewood, Song Qiang held up the torch, looked at the mountain-like grain and grass, and said with a smile: "Pan Meichen, I burned your grain and grass tonight, let's see if you can fight us hungry!"
Throw the torch on the firewood, and the firewood is poured with oil again, and the flames will burst out all of a sudden, scraping away miscellaneous things, and after a while, all the grain and grass will be swept into the raging fire.
Pan Meichen was discussing with his subordinates how to deal with Rong Chang'an in the army tent, when suddenly a soldier ran in out of breath and knelt on the ground: "It's not good, it's not good, General!"
Pan Meichen's heart skipped a beat, and a cold light flashed across her eyes: "What's the matter, are you making such a fuss?"
The soldiers kept complaining: "We just patrolled the rear and found a fire in the place where the food and grass were hoarded. It is estimated that Rong Chang'an sent troops to attack. Please ask the general to reinforce immediately to put out the fire!"
Pan Meichen slowly grabbed the marching map on the case, and suddenly tore the map in two, "Rong Chang'an, bitch, you dare to burn my food!"
This was what Pan Meichen was most worried about. If there is not enough food and grass, the army will panic, and no one wants to fight on an empty stomach! If the morale of the army is unstable, then the army may be defeated like a mountain!
So he put on his horse and went to rescue the grain and grass himself. When he led more than 20,000 people there, the fire had been burning for an hour, and the scene was filled with the smell of burnt grain. Song Qiang, who set the fire on fire, had already left and returned to Banpo.
Pan Meichen was dizzy for a while, and was about to fall off the horse.
"Rong Chang'an, you and I are at odds! Go back to the barracks and challenge Rong Chang'an. Tomorrow I will cut off her head and use it as a drowning device!"