Forty thousand veterans from Jinan passed through the Qingyang Basin unharmed, the old general Yang Shenxing stopped his horse on a high slope in the edge area intentionally or unintentionally, and looked back. lost. This Anguo general has a lot of stuff in his stomach, and even his son Yang Huchen didn't tell him that a son is not as good as a grandson. The eldest grandson Yang Wenqi is the only handsome talent in the family, but he is too young. However, his son Yang Huchen is only a general, so it is useless to say more. This trip to the south, the outcome of their Yang family's Jinan army has nothing to do with the overall situation. Even if Cao Changqing wanted to get off to a good start, he would only stare at Yan Zhenchun's piece of fat. Cavalry, so that people will not be shit and pee on the top of the head. Yang Shenxing smiled, Yan Zhenchun was unwilling to take in the group of junior soldiers who had never been in battle, except for the fact that the old guy had always had a poor relationship with the princes and nobles of the capital, it might be that he was aware of his dangerous situation and did not dare to take the opportunity to make friends with Tai'an City If dozens of young aristocratic families die, it will be the end of offending dozens of powerful families in the capital. On the battlefield, who cares about the identities of your parents? Red eyes, a head is a piece of military merit.
Yang Shenxing was thinking about how to find new opportunities to feed those dudes after taking over the charge of Kuixiao Junzhen. Hearing the series of sharp whistles, the old general's eyelids jumped involuntarily, he got on his horse, and headed south.
Yiqi broke into the formation without anyone blocking him. He was an elite spy from Jinan's old soldiers. He was seriously injured and had a feathered arrow stuck in his back. Scouts are all fast horses and light riders. In order to pursue extreme speed, they hardly wear armor except for the short crossbow saber that is necessary for contact warfare. Yang Shenxing rushed to the place where the scout fell off the horse. The middle-aged scout who Yang Shenxing could call out his name had already passed away. Yang Huchen, who had arrived earlier, supported the still warm corpse of the scout, gritted his teeth, and was about to open his mouth to report the military situation. Yang Shenxing on the horse waved his hand, Yang Huchen also knew the seriousness, and ordered someone to carry away the body of the dead old soldier. After getting on the horse, he and his father rode side by side. The six scouts who went to Kuixiaojun Town came back to this one. The Chu character flag had been erected on the top of the city, and three trenches were temporarily dug in front of the city overnight. Among them, the parapets, battlements and arrow stacks were set up skillfully , no stranger than our Jinan Industrial Camp, there are cavalry troops wandering around the two wings of the city, the number is unknown, but they probably don't plan to defend Kuixiao to the death. I'm afraid that these remnants of Western Chu will put all the cavalry troops on Kuixiao in one go Nearby…”
Yang Shenxing sneered and said: "No way, the terrain of Kuixiao can only accommodate three thousand riders, and any more can only be used as a show. Three thousand riders, plus six or seven thousand rebels in the city, it's okay to defend the city, take the initiative to go out of the city to attack, It's almost as if my brain was kicked by a donkey. Now I'm afraid they will pay more attention to the supply line behind us, and after Qinshuijindu, there will be an extra green seedling basin."
Yang Huchen asked cautiously: "Father, shall we retreat to the north bank of Qinshuijindu? With the river blocking, even if the opponent has the advantage of cavalry, they will not be able to display it. Whether it is offense or defense, we still have the initiative. The big deal is that we have lost our first skill." That's all..."
Yang Shenxing's face sank like water, and he didn't make a sound. At this time, a new group of scouts came back to bring back the military information, and there was a news that Yang Shenxing and Yang Huchen and his son felt absurd. Two thousand Qingqi outside the important town of Kuixiao began to advance quickly to the north, and they were about to collide with them head-on. The southward speed of the Jinan infantry is moderate, not a step-by-step strategy, but they are not in a hurry to deal with all kinds of enemy attacks, and they are far from being a tired army. Besides, Yang Shenxing also has 4,000 Qingqi who have been recharging their energy for a long time. Yang Shenxing thought it was a little funny, the other party was a soldier led by a baby, did he read military books so well that he lost his mind? I just feel that against expeditionary infantry, as long as you have cavalry in your hand, you can rush forward? Yang Shenxing smiled and ordered: "Huchen, let Wen Qi be the vanguard and lead two thousand horses to go, and you will personally lead three thousand horses to lead the formation. If our 'three thousand iron cavalry' take the initiative to ask for orders, you might as well agree to come down and let them go." Just pick up the military exploits in the middle, and see the blood, so you can brag to their gang of cronies after returning to Beijing. Also, let people pay attention to the movement of Qingyang Basin, Xichu, who have held military books for more than ten years Lengtouqing, Bao Buqi will do some dumbfounding actions."
Yang Huchen took the order to go, Yang Shenxing rode his horse forward slowly, and then boarded a crude watchtower that was erected in an emergency. The old general held on to the rough railing, feeling a little emotional. After all, he had fought side by side with several people from Beiliang, and that was really pleasing to the eye. Yuan Zuozong's cavalry charge, even though they were outnumbered, still looked like a lion fighting a rabbit in the eyes of onlookers. Chu Lushan's rear guard intercepted, no matter how many tens of thousands of chasing soldiers, this fat pig will never make people feel worried. As for Chen Zhibao's army, hundreds of precise orders were issued in a battle, and every captain in every battalion was like an arm. Today, why does the emperor only have his eyes on this villain Tu? Because it was Chen Zhibao who had won an absolute victory against Ye Baikui, the Spring and Autumn Soldier, in a battle with an army of more than 100,000, and won without delay. Call it a crisp one. Yang Shenxing sighed, how could the old man not know the surname of the greatest hero of the Spring and Autumn Period? It's just that the cripple won the battlefield and lost the temple, no wonder others.
Yang Shenxing snorted, after the two cavalry troops with roughly equal numbers fell into battle, under Wen Qi's impact, the opponent was not defeated like a mountain, and still had the strength to fight? The old general was a little worried that this was the enemy's trick to lure the enemy. Wen Qi was young and energetic, and if his own cavalry suffered too much damage here, it would be unattractive after all. The old man laughed at himself and said: "After all, this is not when we fought Xichu back then. How could there be so many deadly bloody battles?"
Yang Shenxing watched the movement of the battlefield quietly. When the old man saw the elite soldiers who privately teased his son as "Three Thousand Cavalry" rushing out, he nodded. Hu Chen released them to charge at this time, just right, Wen Qi and the enemy's battle damage Roughly two vs. three. Firstly, Wen Qi was not decisive enough to reap the results when the battle situation was slightly better. Secondly, this group of enemy cavalry should be the elite soldiers raised by Xi Chuhua with a lot of money. They were trying to use a Victory to inspire the entire Western Chu army. Yang Shenxing frowned. Those three thousand riders charged with such a huge advantage, but they were still so mother-in-law? In the eyes of the old man, the three thousand riders were probably trapped in a pile of corpses, and their speed had dropped too much. Poor equestrian skills were part of the reason, and more likely it was because they saw so many people who were alive a moment ago at close range. The broken limbs were frightened. In less than half an hour, the Kui Xiao cavalry left more than 600 corpses. The cavalry of grandson Yang Wenqi had deliberately given up a path for pursuit, while Yang Huchen kept advancing at a constant speed. After all, they are the heroic generals who survived the battlefield. The blood in their bones has only passed a generation, and it is far from being completely indifferent. The seedlings of the generals who ride three thousand miles away, under the careful escort of their personal followers, everyone strives to be the first.
Yang Shenxing smiled, and said softly: "Finally, you still have the look of your grandparents and parents fighting desperately on the battlefield."
Yang Shenxing held onto the guardrail, her expression suddenly changed drastically.
The earth shook.
This is not the kind of small-scale slight tremor brought by Jinan Qingqi.
An armored cavalry.
A real heavy ride!
It's not that Yang Shenxing doesn't covet the kind of heavy cavalry that can shock people's hearts just by looking at it. It's just that there are no heavy-duty horses, not enough money to support and maintain, and there is no real plain in the territory to gallop. If one of the three is missing, don't dream. Owning a heavy cavalry with more than a thousand men is an obsession that almost every cavalry general with real power cannot give up.
Yang Shenxing had a gloomy face, "If you don't invest in the Eastern Yu Plain, if you fall here, you really think that my Jinan old soldier is paper?!"
A black torrent emerged from view.
Yang Shenxing breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the momentum was overwhelming, but it was only a thousand riders, and it would not affect the overall situation. It is also a fresh force with plenty of physical strength. It depends on Huchen's three thousand light cavalry and the opponent's one thousand heavy cavalry. Whoever meets more narrowly is the brave one.
The young general Yang Wenqi naturally sensed the "entry" of the enemy's heavy cavalry earlier than his grandfather Yang Shenxing.
He shook off the blood on the tip of his spear, and instead of forming a reckless formation to stop him, he sent an order to the three thousand cavalry who were "lying on horseback and picking up their exploits" to retreat immediately, and they must not turn around and retreat, but to Make a passage for his father Yang Huchen's three thousand Qingqi. Of course, this is also convenient for the enemy's heavy cavalry to charge in one go. It's just that the two powers harm each other and choose the lesser, it's better than the three thousand cavalry being trapped in it. , When the time comes, the 6,000 troops on our side will be in a mess, and will they be able to withstand the huge collision of the opponent's red-armored cavalry? Yang Wenqi looked at those dudes who were busy carrying guns to assassinate the fallen enemy Qingqi, and some of them laughed and deliberately poked their spears in the air, teasing the enemy soldiers who were dodging under their horses' hooves. Yang Wenqi was furious, and hurried forward, A gun lightly pierced the armor of a child of an aristocratic family, and shouted angrily: "Look up and look ahead! If you don't want to die, follow the order and retreat!"
Fortunately, the thousand cavalry rushed out, and it was impossible to stare at them, the five thousand cavalry scattered in the battlefield, and under the protection of Yang Wenqi's Qing cavalry and the followers of the family, most of them finally retreated successfully, but there were still The "iron cavalry" who was at the front with hundreds of riders was a little dazed, and after he woke up, he just turned around and fled in a straight line, leaving the more than a thousand riders with a swaggering back. Yang Wenqi's eyes were red, and he saw a few familiar figures among hundreds of riders in the distance. These guys were all living in a high-door mansion with the title of Duke and Marquis in Tai'an City. Grandpa, a veteran of the Southern and Northern Wars, led three hundred cavalry guards to rescue those bastards.
Yang Wenqi retreated in an arc, tears streaming down his face, unable to bear to look at the scene behind him.
Yang Huchen took the lead and shouted angrily, "Kill!"
Yang Shenxing's eyes widened, her hands holding onto the railing trembled uncontrollably, and her veins bulged.
As the thousand heavy cavalry emerged from the water, another thousand light cavalry rushed out from the left and right wings in the distance.
Yang Shenxing is not a god, so she can't change the situation that is about to start. He didn't need to say much, the old soldiers from Jinan, under the leadership of their respective generals, began to fight against horses.
A group of light cavalry from aristocratic families managed to escape the torrent of charging heavy cavalry. When they retreated frantically from a line other than a straight line, they still couldn't catch up with the tide of this black tide. They could only watch this army from the side The heavy cavalry kept jumping over their shoulders.
The heavy cavalry men and horses wore armor, only carried long spears, and could not see their expressions, except for the thunderous hooves of their horses, they were silent.
Then they saw from the side of the battlefield that countless Jinan cavalry were hit by heavy cavalry, and many war cavalry were knocked out with their horses.
There were even two veteran soldiers of the Yang family who were pierced through with a single shot, and their long spears only scratched a little spark on the armor of the enemy cavalry, and then slid away. However, even those enemies who were destined to fall from their horses, their long spears were still like knives cutting tofu, easily stabbing the Jinan cavalry in front to death.
Looking from a distance, rows of corpses who died on horseback on the spot were smashed into the air, fell to the ground, and then trampled into a fleshy pulp.
Yang Shenxing's face was incredulous, her eyes widened, but she was completely powerless on her side? How difficult is it to train a heavy cavalry that is not a burden on the battlefield but can be finalized? !
Yang Shenxing was extremely angry, half of it was the "surprise" brought to him by the remnants of Western Chu, and half of it was the contempt that the other party chose to use the Jinan old soldier as a breakthrough point.