When Yan Liqiang and his men were returning to Fengbian Village, they could see the bodies of the Shatu people who had been chased and killed on the road.
The cavalrymen following Yan Liqiang were all in high spirits and their morale was high. They kept collecting the ownerless rhinoceros horses along the way as trophies, and then led the empty horses back to Fengbian Village with Yan Liqiang.
Along the way, the cavalrymen of Baishiguan were secretly looking at the 500 guards of Yan Liqiang, their eyes full of amazement. Many veteran cavalrymen in Baishiguan felt that the cavalry guards Yan Liqiang brought with him were too young, and it was hard to say whether they could fight on the battlefield. After this fight, the performance of the 500 archers around Yan Liqiang shocked all the cavalrymen of Baishiguan.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, the 500 horse archers around Yan Liqiang had the most impressive performance and killed the most Shatu cavalry. But from beginning to end, after the battle just now, not a single one of the 500 horse archers died, only a few were slightly injured. Those who were slightly injured were all injured when the two sides started fighting with the archers among the Shatu cavalry, but none of them were fatal. At least they can still ride on their horses. Afterwards, after those Shatu archers were killed by several rounds of volleys, none of the more than 500 horse archers were injured again, because those Shatu cavalry couldn't even get close to them, let alone cut them.
I remember that before, a Shatu cavalryman rushed to the position about thirty meters away from the 500 archers when breaking through, but in the blink of an eye, the Shatu cavalryman turned into a hedgehog and could not move any further.
It's a miracle that they survived such a battle without losing a single person.
Wang Naiwu looked at the 500 horse archers under Yan Liqiang with hot eyes and shock in his heart. As a battalion commander, Wang Naiwu's vision was naturally broader than that of ordinary soldiers. But even so, Wang Naiwu had never thought that on the battlefield, when the horse archers were gathered together and used as a unified force, they would be so powerful. Before, when the 500 horse archers under Yan Liqiang were fighting the enemy, their tactics and tactics were quite methodical and self-contained, which were completely different from the tactics and tactics of ordinary cavalry. This brought Wang Naiwu a huge shock.
If only I could lead a battalion of troops like this...
This thought flashed through Wang Naiwu's mind, and then Wang Naiwu took a look at the 500 archers of Yan Liqiang, all of which were made of silk-wrapped wood and lacquer composite hard bows placed on the saddles. The idea in his mind was shattered and he sighed secretly. Such archers were too luxurious. In Wang Naiwu's opinion, in the entire Northwest, perhaps only Yan Liqiang, who made a fortune every day, could equip his guards with such luxurious and expensive equipment.
Not to mention how difficult it is to train a qualified archer, just look at the 500 rhinoceros horses and 500 tough weapons under the crotch of the 500 cavalry archers. These two things together are enough to discourage many people. Even the rhinoceros horses are still okay, after all, they are in Ganzhou, which has a military horse farm and is close to the Gulang grassland. The rhinoceros horses in the northwest are famous in the Han Empire and are not rare. However, qualified war bows have always been the scarcest and most expensive equipment in the Han Empire's army. The entire Ganzhou Military Governor's Office's craftsmanship system can only produce about a thousand qualified war bows a year. If these bows are distributed again, the number of qualified war bows in the hands of each state and army will be even fewer every year.
Moreover, these qualified bows will still suffer wear and tear after being distributed to the army. No matter how well you maintain them, the service life of a bow in the army will be almost over in two years at the shortest and five years at the longest. Daily training and natural exposure to moisture and heat will slowly cause these qualified bows to gradually lose their power and be slowly eliminated. Therefore, the army cannot accumulate more and more bows.
Of course, there were cheap bows, such as those made of bamboo strips, which were very cheap and could be purchased in large quantities. However, such bows were a joke on the battlefield. They could not even penetrate leather armor from 50 steps away, and would become loose after a few months of use. Apart from those in the White Lotus Sect who used them to make up the numbers and scare others, it seemed that only some natives in the southern mountains used them.
When Yan Liqiang led these cavalrymen to Fengbian Village, the battle there had also ended. The most common things left on the ground outside the village were the scattered corpses of the Shatu people.
The Shatu cavalry who stayed here just now did not expect that the battle in the distance would end so quickly. Once the Shatu cavalry over there fled, the morale here instantly plummeted to the bottom. They also wanted to escape, but they were entangled by the Han people in Fengbian Village. A moment later, when Tieyunshan and his men came to kill them, they were attacked from both sides and failure became inevitable. Except for more than a dozen people who ran away, the others turned into corpses.
"Peng Chaohan greets the Inspector..." Yan Liqiang's feet had just landed on the ground when Tie Yunshan came to Yan Liqiang with a middle-aged man who was wearing ordinary civilian clothes, had thick eyebrows, and looked to be in his forties or fifties, and paid him a solemn obeisance.
"Sir, Peng Chaohan is the leader of the Han people in Fengbian Village and also the village chief!" Tie Yunshan explained on the side.
Yan Liqiang glanced at the man. The man's eyes were red and his face was sad. He had several wounds on his body and a blood-stained, notched broadsword hung on his waist. There were four or five hundred young and strong men from Fengbian Village holding various weapons around him, all looking at this place silently. The fire inside and outside Fengbian Village had not been completely extinguished at this time. On the ground outside the village, in addition to the corpses of the Shatu people, there were also many corpses of Han people in ordinary clothes. Many old people and women from Fengbian Village were supporting those corpses and crying, shouting the names of those who fell. The scene was full of gloom and misery. Seeing such a scene, Yan Liqiang could only sigh in his heart. The invading Shatu people had basically been wiped out, but the damage caused to the village by those Shatu people would not disappear with their death.
"How many people are left in Fengbian Village now?" Yan Liqiang asked directly and neatly. Now was not the time to comfort people. As the governor of Qiyun, he had to make a decision and deal with the situation as quickly as possible to minimize the losses here. At the same time, he had to inflict the greatest pain on those Shatu people. Everything else was nonsense.
"There were more than 2,300 people before, and now there are less than 2,000 people in Fengbian Village!" Peng Chaohan replied while trying to suppress his sadness.
Yan Liqiang pointed at the burning and damaged walls and said firmly, "You can't stay here any longer. If you stay here any longer, if the Shatu people come again and we arrive a little later, no one in your village will survive. You must immediately organize the people in the village and prepare to evacuate and return to Baishi Pass..."
Peng Chaohan also looked back at the scene behind him, knowing that he really couldn't stay here any longer. Those Shatu people were determined to take over Fengbian Village. If they stayed any longer, it would be just like what Yan Liqiang said. If there was another accident, even the defenders of Baishi Pass might not be able to save them. He turned around, gritted his teeth, wiped his eyes, and said, "Yes, it's all up to you, sir. I'll arrange for people to leave right away..."
"Let the soldiers who were injured and can't fight leave with them!" Yan Liqiang looked at Tie Yunshan.
"Yes!" Tie Yunshan looked serious.
"How far is the Tuli tribe from here?"
"The main tent of the Tuli tribe is just a hundred miles away!"
Yan Liqiang narrowed his eyes, then a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes, and he gave the order directly, "Everyone get on your horses, we are going to crush the Tuli tribe and chop off Tuli's head..."
"Sir, we have to go too, to avenge the people in the village!" Peng Chaohan clenched his fists and looked straight at Yan Liqiang.
"You leave two hundred young and strong men to escort the people in the village to Baishishan Pass. Others who dare to fight, ride on the rhinoceros horses and follow me!" Yan Liqiang didn't say much and agreed directly.
"Sir, we have a lot of arrows in our village prepared to deal with the Shatu people. You can give them to your soldiers!" Peng Chaohan glanced at the 500 archers around Yan Liqiang and spoke directly.
"good!"
After staying in Fengbian Village for just a few minutes, Yan Liqiang rode on Wuyun Gaixue again, led two thousand men and horses, and rushed towards the big tent of the Tuli tribe with murderous intent...
(End of this chapter)