Li Bei was still immersed in grief, when Bian Sha struck again.
After this battle, Hassen became the irreplaceable "Russian-Soviet Peace" of the Serpent's Department, and its reputation was catching up with Amur, but he didn't have time to look back and listen to praise. To the west of the Dalong Banner, before the beginning of spring, let the Biansha cavalry occupy the fertile grasslands of the Hongyan East Mountains.
The 1st and 2nd battalions of Sha suffered the most ferocious attack this year, and Jiang Sheng was seriously injured. Xiao Jiming dispatched Zhao Hui and Guo Weili to resist the attack, but the infestation of scorpions caused both of them to suffer heavy losses.
The Libei iron cavalry was in a difficult situation. They took off their heavy armor and had to face the rapid slaughter of the Biansha elite. The fact that the Libei horses could not catch up with the Biansha cavalry also meant that once they fell into the trap, they could not escape. But when they put on the heavy armor, the sturdy scorpion troops will be in hot pursuit.
Guo Weili lost three times in three battles, and survived every time.
In the following month, the whole line of Libei was beaten. Hasson is like a left-handed machete and a right-handed hammer, and every time he strikes, he can accurately stab the key. The most dreaded part of him is more than that, he can also distinguish who the opponent is in each battle. Hasson is unusually familiar with the battlefield, remembers the Libei generals in his mind, and can flexibly switch to respond.
Amur taught Hassan his "change" without reservation, and Hassan played it very skillfully in the northern battlefield.
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Zhaohui almost rolled off his horse, and the lieutenant took off his helmet for him. Zhaohui didn't want anyone to help him, so he threw up on the ground. His hands were still trembling, and he rolled over and lay on his back in the snow, panting hard.
"The first battalion commander, Zhao Hui, reported to the military affairs," Zhao Hui said, "We met the Scorpion troops in the north, which numbered far more than 5,000. The seven troops serving as the left wing were completely wiped out, the center was forced to retreat, and we lost again. "
The case was recorded quickly, and the urgent letter was to be rushed out of the camp immediately and sent to the Dajing by tomorrow night. Xiao Jiming was unable to mount a horse and carry a knife. All military affairs could only be done from a distance. In order to guard against a surprise attack, he gave the warlords the power to adjust themselves in the face of danger, but this also meant that a commander like Guo Weili would lose his chains. It may never come back.
Guo Weili came out of the tent, and he leaned over and stretched out his hand. Zhaohui waved his hand to indicate that he couldn't get up now, the feeling of being smashed and vomited couldn't go away, and it was more comfortable to lie in the snow.
"The third camp is now guarded by Wu Ziyu, and the second son's injuries have not recovered. Who is doing the baggage tasks now?" Guo Weili took out the tobacco from his arms and chewed it directly into his mouth. He squatted beside Zhaohui and asked.
"Chenyang." Zhaohui stretched out his arms and answered weakly. He seemed to know what Guo Weili was worried about, so he continued: "Chenyang has been with the Second Young Master since six years ago to take care of the logistics, from the forbidden army to the backyard, nothing can escape his budget. Yangzai Bianbo Camp looks at the whole territory, large and small materials can be predicted in advance, as long as the horse roads are unobstructed, it can ensure that each camp has no worries."
Guo Weili looked at the scattered snow flakes in the sky and said, "We lack war horses."
They began to lack war horses before the fall. At that time, the loss of horses was not so serious, and the horse farms in the big territory could cope with it. But now, the war horses can't stand heavy hammers even if they wear iron armor, and they are often injured more seriously than soldiers. In addition to the ice and snow, they are not as cold-resistant as ponies.
It was getting dark, Zhaohui slowly recovered and sat up. He reached out and wiped a handful of blood, and said to Guo Weili, "The blow made my nose bleed. I didn't have time to wipe it, so I swallowed it all."
"Don't be disgusting with me." Guo Weili, with messy hair, squatted with numb legs, and didn't want to stand up. He paused for a moment, then said hoarsely, "I used to regard Hu and Lu as Biansha elites, but now that I meet Hassan, I know that Hu and Lu are grandsons."
Zhaohui brushed off the snowflakes from his knees and said, "Hassen is bold in his use of people, and he knows everything about us." He sighed, "It's difficult here."
But they all tacitly knew that Hazen's greatest strengths were not shown at all. Hasson fought for several years with the most difficult border county on the southern battlefield, and he was better at siege than in the field. Now Libei has completely turned from attack to defense, and the camp in the battle area has become a simple city. Soon, they will experience the torrential rain of Hasen.
Guo Weili hated Hassan to death, but he had to admit that Hassan was definitely a genius born for the battlefield. So far, Guo Weili has never seen a general who can control the initiative in this way. He is as unpredictable as a gust of wind, and does not give Li Bei another chance to fight back.
"Whoever takes the initiative will control the rhythm." Guo Weili spit the tobacco out of his mouth, "Even if we lose, we must disrupt his pace, otherwise we won't have to wait until the spring, or the war zone will fall within half a month."
The fire in the distance was extinguished, and the two watched silently, and suddenly got up together.
"Fuck!" Guo Weili braved the wind and pointed at Wanglou, roaring, "Your fucking eyes are lame? Who is the southeast?!"
The iron cavalry on the watchtower raised its palms to block the wind, and the sound of horses' hooves was heard downwind. But in the southeast was the horse road that connected to the second camp of Shah, and he couldn't immediately confirm who was coming in this haste.
"Cavalry," Zhaohui took a few steps back, picked up the helmet from the ground, and shouted with all his strength, "It's the Biansha cavalry!"
"The Second Sand Battalion has fallen," Guo Weili said through gritted teeth, "Hassen is a bastard!"
They were in the chaos, watching the fire rush straight in. The night watch team did not call the police, and the southeast is likely to be cut off directly. In addition to the sound of hooves, this time it was obviously mixed with other sounds.
"The trebuchet..." Zhaohui's helmet slipped to the ground, and he said in a daze, "It's over."
"Fuck your motherfucker!" Guo Weili grabbed Zhaohui and shouted in a hurry, "I will put out the fire in the watchtower for Lao Tzu!"
Guo Weili shoved Zhaohui violently, and then punched Zhaohui's nose again.
"You're a dog!" Zhaohui covered his mouth and nose and spat blood.
"We are wolves." Guo Weili turned around and stared viciously at the southeast. "The hardest iron wall in this world is not Bianjun, but Libei Iron Cavalry." He said, "The battlefield in the north belongs to Xiao Fangxu, and the Libei Iron Cavalry rules this battlefield! Who the fuck is a dog, who's the fuck eats shit! I will never back away! We are wolves," he shouted hoarsely with red eyes , "Bite these dogs to death!"
Zhaohui wiped off the nosebleed and kicked Guo Weili from the back.
Guo Weili had a shaggy face, looked at Zhaohui, and said, "Isn't Hassan the best at sieging cities?"
Zhaohui picked up his helmet again, sniffed, and replied, "He's not good at it right away."
The machine sounded with a "click", and the parapet quickly blocked the gaps in the four camp walls, turning the sand into an iron barrel in an instant. The Biansha cavalry stopped not far away. Through the dark night, Hazen saw the heavy crossbow protruding from the city wall.
Xiao Jiming transformed all the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd battalions of Sha into heavy barriers a few years ago. Just like Xiao Chiye felt when he faced the 3rd battalion of Sha, Ha Sen quickly understood that this was a real iron barrel. It doesn't even give opponents any opportunity.
The torches of the watchtower were all extinguished, standing outside could not spy on the situation inside the wall, and even could not distinguish the layout.
Sha Yiying also hides two crossbows forged in Qidong. At the beginning, Xiao Jiming tried his best to avoid the eyes and ears of Qidu. The Libei Iron Cavalry launched the crossbow, and the catapult of Biansha had already started in the middle of the heavy arrow. Stones weighing hundreds of pounds flew out and smashed against the camp wall.
There is a gap in the battalion wall of Shayi Battalion. That is because the position reserved for the shooter at first, in order to be able to fill it in special times, so the more mobile parapet was chosen. But the parapet is a wooden thing and can't stand a few blows.
Hasson is clearly staring at this weakness.
"Release the arrow, release the arrow!" Guo Weili strode forward, slapping the backs of the cavalry.
The rainstorm-like short arrows shot out, and Zhaohui saw through the hole and saw that the cavalry had already retreated, and the infantry was standing in front. Facing the swarming short arrows, they erected dense iron shields. Arrows rained down on the shield, and no one was hurt at all.
"That was the iron shield of the Qidong garrison," Zhaohui said. "He ate up all the advantages of the northern and southern battlefields."
"He's a jackal," Guo Weili said while leaning against the wall, listening to the sound of the smashing stones becoming more intense, "This is no longer a cavalry!"
That's right.
They expanded the infantry with iron shields, and they were no longer pure cavalry. The generals did not expect anything wrong. Biansha has obtained unimaginable supplies in the past six years. This is the root of Hassen's ability to change.
It took time to load the crossbow on the bed, and dozens of people tried their best, but for some reason, the crossbow couldn't move before it was fired.
"Broken?" Guo Weili opened the door, kicked the crossbow machine, and thumped a few times irritably, "Fuck, Qidong's stuff—"
Before Guo Weili could finish speaking, the crossbow machine snapped with a "click" and shot out with the heavy arrow. Guo Weili was caught by his clothes, and was taken to the ground the moment the heavy arrow flew out, throwing a dog and eating shit.
When the iron-headed heavy arrow flew into the air with a harsh sound of breaking wind, Biansha's iron shield was erected again, but it was useless, and the iron shield was directly collapsed by the heavy arrow. Because the station was too dense, the spread was too large, and the two rows of people in the back fell neatly to the ground.
Zhaohui wanted to announce the good news, but before he opened his mouth, the parapet next to his head exploded. He squatted with his head in his hands quickly, and was almost stabbed in the eyes by the flying wooden thorns.
The female wall is broken!
"Damn it," Zhaohui muttered to himself in dismay, "you have to tell the prince to change to an iron one."
The whistle outside sounded in an instant, and the falcons drove straight down through the thick clouds.
Guo Weili also blew his whistle, and saw the eagle room beside the stables slamming open. The eagles who had been recharged these days were all full of energy. His wings fluttered, and the ropes on his feet rattled.
The soldiers who took care of the eagle untied the rope, and Meng didn't listen to the orders of others at all. It jumped into the air, spun through the clouds in the snow, and began to dive in the next moment. The opponent kicked smashed.
Just at this critical moment, Guo Weili heard the sound of the back door opening. He turned back immediately, but he didn't shout, because a line of light cavalry quickly entered, and the head of the cape hunting, turned over and dismounted in front of Guo Weili.
"Yo," Qi Zhuyin greeted Guo Weili in her usual tone, "are you talking?"
Zhaohui rolled over and jumped down, and Guo Weili looked at each other in the breath, not knowing what Qi Zhuyin was coming, he said, "Master..."
"Don't call it that," Qi Zhuyin took off his cape, pulled out the ghost-headed knife from his waist, and stuck it at his feet with a "bang", and laughed, "I'm wronged you all for messing with me tonight."
Guo Weili immediately covered his chest and stared at Qi Zhuyin looking around.
"Let me see," she said calmly, "to see whether you are harder from the Northern Iron Cavalry, or whether our Qidong garrison is harder."