"Which army is ahead? Report the serial number and the name of the general!" A thick voice broke through the cold wind and pierced the eardrum.
During the fight, Chu Qiao knocked down a Xia soldier with her sword, and felt that the voice in the cold wind was very familiar, and suddenly raised her face.
The opponent has at least five thousand men and horses, and just looking at the formation, one can see its bravery. Xia Bing had no choice but to stop rushing and killing the people. The front officer turned around and shouted: "We are the 21st Squadron of the 18th District of Daxia guarding Yanbei. Who are the people on the other side?"
Is it Xia Bing who guards the inland of Yanbei
In just an instant, Chu Qiao had figured out all the joints. Yanbei's independence was a coup d'état launched overnight in various provinces and counties. In less than half a month, the former Daxia guards in Yanbei were driven out of the border, either dead or injured. However, because Yanbei's independence time was too short, and the front of the Great Xia soldiers came in a short time, they didn't have time to clean up the interior. This caused a small group of Great Xia cavalry to remain in the inland.
These people must be the Xia army who was defeated in the incident. Now they have seen the Great Xia Northern Expedition, so they gathered together, and wanted to cooperate with the inside and outside to make this contribution. Unexpectedly, they met civilians who received the second army's conscription order on the road. Leak the news, so start the massacre.
The origin of this group of people is already clear, so what are the identities of those people on the opposite side
After Xia Jun reported his family name, the opposite party suddenly fell into a terrible silence. The wind was whistling, the land was vast, and the snow on the ground was blown up by the wind, fluttering, as if it had snowed again.
"Kill the enemy!" A loud and tidy charge horn sounded suddenly, it was the charge slogan of the regular army of Daxia, almost the same as this team of Xia army. However, their shining sabers and galloping horseshoes showed their hostility unreservedly. The soldiers of the Xia army panicked. Their generals rushed forward and shouted loudly: "We are the imperial army guarding Yanbei in Daxia. Who are you? But the imperial army? Please stop advancing! Please stop advancing!" "
With a whoosh, a powerful arrow struck suddenly, piercing through the chest of that Xia Jun. A line of blood rose into the sky, and the officer fell down and hit the ground hard.
"Ready to meet the enemy! Prepare to meet the enemy!"
Xia Jun waved his swords and guns and hurriedly changed his formation, but it was too late. With such a distance, such a horse speed, and such an overwhelming advantage several times over his own, Xia Jun has fallen into a disadvantage both in terms of momentum and numbers. The retribution came so quickly, the massacre just now was staged again, but the roles on both sides changed. The sound of the impact of the blade resounded throughout the audience. Although the visitors were dressed in various clothes, they were skilled in swordsmanship, well-equipped, and crisp in their movements.
The white swords on the battlefield were like snow. Under such a charge, Xia Jun was like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. In less than half a cup of tea, they were already torn apart and defeated!
The wind was like a sharp blade, under the dark sky, heavy snow was flying, the blade was like silver, and the combat effectiveness of the mob army was astonishingly terrifying. There was the sound of fighting and chopping everywhere. On the snow field less than 50 miles away from Beishuo City, a fierce battle was going on fiercely.
"Report!" A report sound came suddenly.
In the hastily built small tent, the general was pacing back and forth, as if he was waiting for someone.
The messenger came in and said loudly, "My lord, there is a prisoner who voluntarily surrendered and wants to see you."
The man was still very young, very handsome, with narrow eyes and thin lips, one could tell that he was a tough and courageous man just by looking at him. But at this moment, he was a little irritable. He frowned and said, "A prisoner of Xia Jun? What can you do with me? That soldier from Yanbei hasn't come back yet?"
"Not yet, my lord. As for the prisoner, she refuses to say. She insists on seeing your lord."
The general waved his hand casually, "Bring it in."
When Chu Qiao came in, the general said politely to the few Yanbei soldiers who had been captured before, "Miss, is she in good health?"
"The body is fine, but luck is not very good. If you are not careful, you will become a prisoner of others."
As soon as the words fell, the man's tiger's body shook, and he turned his head suddenly. Immediately afterwards, the nearly thirty-year-old man was suddenly stunned, and ran forward a few steps, tongue-tied, almost unable to speak.
"He Xiao, didn't you call me all the way here just to stand here for a while?"
"Girl! Why is it you?" He Xiao's face was dusty, but he still couldn't hide the joy on his face.
Chu Qiao took off the hood and said with a smile: "I still want to ask you, what's the matter with you? It's wrong to be a good soldier, and take the soldiers to fall into the grass and become a bandit? I can't believe it until I see it with my own eyes. .”
"Girl, you are not here, how dare we come back with confidence?"
He Xiao sighed, Chu Qiao knew that Yan Xun gave up the Southwest township envoy in Zhenhuang City, he was brooding about it, so she didn't point it out at the moment, and patted him on the shoulder, "Now I'm back, You should rest assured."
"Yes, otherwise we wouldn't have made such a big detour to find you, girl. We dare not approach Beishuo City for fear of causing misunderstandings, so we can only use this method to invite girls. Please don't be offended. "He Xiao said respectfully.
Chu Qiao smiled, "He Xiao, since when did you want to be so polite to me? We are comrades-in-arms who share life and death, have eaten in the same trenches, and have had a lifelong friendship. Now that you come back at this time, I really Thank you very much."
He Xiao smiled from the bottom of his heart and said, "Since it's already a fateful friendship, how can I thank you?"
Chu Qiao stretched out her hand, punched He Xiao in mid-air, and smiled knowingly.
At midnight, under the leadership of Chu Qiao, this elite army composed of light cavalry set off from the snowy field and headed towards Beishuo City at full speed, resolutely throwing themselves into the battlefield that was about to erupt. At the time of the second watch, there was a sudden sound of war drums at the top of Beishuo City, and the meeting room was silent, and none of the chiefs from the various legions spoke. Just now, a cavalry came to report that the Great Xia army had arrived, and it was believed that a powerful attack on Beishuo City would soon be launched. A middle-aged man who had just been promoted from a farmer to a cavalry scout swears that the opponent has a powerful cavalry regiment with more than 20 banners, countless infantry regiments and heavy armored soldiers, and there is no end in sight. Their torches covered the sky and the sun, and they meandered for more than ten miles. The forward troops had already approached the city, and the follow-up troops were still trudging on the fire and thunder field ten miles away.
If Chu Qiao was here, she might have seen the flaws at a glance; if Xue Zhiyuan was here, he might have the courage to point out the unacceptable points in the information. But it's a pity that they are not here at the moment. Cao Mengtong rubbed his chin, squinted at Xia An, and asked in a deep voice, "General Xia, what do you think?"
Xia An half-closed his eyes, as if he was suffering from Alzheimer's disease, he whimpered and said: "The general is far-sighted and wise, the general's wish is our wish, we are willing to follow the general and obey the general's arrangements. "
Cao Mengtong's eyes twitched lightly, and he cursed secretly "cunning old fox", and then sneered from the corner of his mouth, are you here? better!
Cao Mengtong is no longer young, and it is not accidental that he was able to take the position of general because of his background. Anyone who is familiar with Cao Mengtong knows that in the past ten years of fighting career, he is the only undefeated general on the Yanbei Plateau. In more than a hundred battles in his life, he has never lost a single one. In this point, even Wu Daoya can hardly hold a candle to him. But undefeated does not mean victory, on the contrary, the number of times he won is pitifully small. In Miss Yu's words, what the Second Army is best at is rational strategic shifts. They have been carrying out this great battle strategy almost all their lives, let them fight the enemy with real swords and guns? Don't be kidding, General Cao still has to preserve the essence of Yanbei's army.
If in the past, Cao Mengtong would have escaped with his tail between his legs, if he had defended a city like Beishuo against the millions of elite cavalry in Great Xia. But now, he has a little more heroic strength. No one wants to carry the name of an escaped king all his life. In the past, the Yanbei Army was a group of Hua Zijun, who wanted money but no money, and no one who wanted people. Now, with the financial support of Yan Xun, they have their own excellent equipment, sharp swords and hard armor. There are nearly a million soldiers on war horses. There is also that little girl who is always by Yan Xun's side, she made a bunch of weird tools for defending the city, although until now, he still doesn't know how to use many of them, but the ones he knows are not ordinary Powerful, and under her auspices, the city has also been heightened and thickened, and now the outside is frozen for thousands of miles, making it difficult for the enemy to attack.
Xia Jun's invasion this time is tantamount to being publicly exposed on the ice sheet. They came from thousands of miles away, but they themselves are waiting for work, with millions of soldiers, thick cities, sharp blades, and sufficient reserves. Could it be that these are not enough to win a victory?
The blood in Cao Mengtong's veins gradually boiled up. If he wins, his reputation in Yanbei will rise in a flash! The group of old men who screamed and pulled their necks in the Great Peer Association will completely fall under their feet, and Yan Xun, a boy whose hair has not yet grown up, don't want to point fingers in front of him anymore. The Yanbei regime will grow stronger, and the Great Xia will be weak. Even rushing out of Yanbei and entering Zhenhuang is no longer a dream. Three hundred years ago, the Pero family entered Hongchuan, and the history of proclaiming emperor once again reverberated in his mind. As a commoner, he climbed up from the grass and stepped up to the pinnacle of victory and power step by step. What a beautiful picture. And the battle of Beishuo was his first battle!
Cao Mengtong was excited by his own thoughts. His eyes were a little red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. Finally, he stood up abruptly, facing dozens of Yanbei generals, and said slowly in a low tone: "Daxia is not benevolent!" , Cruel and tyrannical, the Battle of Beishuo was a holy war of Yanbei's self-defense, the rise and fall of Yanbei, all in this battle, this battle is inevitable, I have made up my mind, please help me!"
"Fight for freedom!"
A tidy and loud voice sounded in the meeting room, and the guard at the gate quietly turned his head away, only to see a hard fist raised high above his head!
The Battle of Beishuo kicked off!
The combat signal was quickly transmitted to the entire Beishuo City, and the clanging of war drums resounded throughout the camp. At this moment, Xue Zhiyuan, the deputy general of the Vanguard Battalion of the Second Army, rushed into the city in a hurry, and conveyed the news that thousands of Daxia enemy troops were lurking outside the city. All of a sudden, the west city gate, which was originally fully open, was immediately sealed, prohibiting pedestrians from coming and going. Xue Zhiyuan had seven or eight injuries on his body, he only had time to talk to the generals defending the city about the situation before he fell off his horse and passed out. After him, a large number of Yanbei civilians who escaped from the war just rushed to Beishuo City one after another, shouting loudly that they were the Yanbei civilians who responded to the conscription order and came to help the war, but they could no longer break the heavy door. The city gate is closed.