Chapter 142: The General Must Die in a Hundred Battles (2)

The closed city gate of Xia Cheng was hurriedly opened, and he was notified by 6 Zhenjiang that the enemy army had divided his troops, Yao Wenjun didn't think about it, and immediately led the white horse guard out of the city.

All white-robed silver armor and iron knives, with black lacquer carved ox tendon bows hanging on their backs, Yao Wenjun was also dressed in military uniform, taking the lead, commanding the troops to rush towards the Menghu army.

Meng Ge sat on horseback, looking at the white horse guards who were killed, he was also quite shocked, such an army, at a glance, could be seen to be an elite division, and he was distracted for a short time, and immediately commanded the soldiers to meet the battle.

The Menghu cavalry moved, brandishing scimitars and fangs and claws, and the torrent of 40,000 men obviously made the White Horse Guards a little lonely in front of them.

"Soldiers, raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while, be loyal to the country, the luck of our generation, kill the enemy with me!" Yao Wenjun pulled out his sword, pointed at the rolling Menghu people, and said loudly to the soldiers behind him.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! The soldiers raised their swords in response.

Yao Wenjun rode his horse and galloped, and the army moved with him, covering up the past.

6 In Zhenjiang's eyes, a white blade was straight into the Chinese army of the Menghu people, and he couldn't help but sigh that Yao Wenjun was still the same Yao Wenjun back then, a scholar who didn't want to die.

Soon, the two parties killed together, flesh and blood flew sideways, one cold blade collided, one horse fell to the ground, and Yao Wenjun led his guards straight to Menggo.

Mungo was shocked and hurriedly mobilized the surrounding soldiers to escort him.

Yao Wenjun held a horse in one hand and a sword in the other, and his eyes locked on Meng Ge's neck, and rushed over regardless of it, and the guards around him also fought hard to protect Yao Wenjun.

Meng Ge saw that Yao Wenjun was so imposing that he couldn't retreat if he wanted to, so he gritted his teeth.

"Kill!" Meng Ge pulled out his scimitar, pointed at Yao Wenjun, and rode his horse to kill.

The weapons of the two instantly knocked together, sparks flew everywhere, and after a period of friction, the two sides passed by, and then, they turned their horses' heads and killed back, and the two were entangled together.

6 Zhenjiang was seen very clearly from the head of the city, and the white horse guard was caught in a bitter battle, entangled by the enemy.

"General, are you going out of the city to support?" The general next to him asked worriedly.

6 Zhenjiang's face was expressionless, he didn't speak, and the general didn't dare to say more.

Soon, the city gate opened again, and Zhou Anmin galloped with a calm face, followed by Zuo Wuwei's 20,000 foot soldiers, advancing in formation.

Yao Wenjun, who was fighting hard, saw that the support came, and used his strength to eat milk, and attacked Meng Ge with a lifeless attack, Meng Ge was already tired enough, seeing that the enemy was going crazy, where did he dare to parry, he quickly gathered the soldiers around him and distanced himself from Yao Wenjun.

Yao Wenjun saw Meng Ge withdraw.

"The whole army obeys the order and retreats!" He did not hesitate to order, after all, cavalry is not used like this.

The White Horse Guards were already well-trained, even if they retreated, they would not be stragglers, they quickly formed a sharp arrow formation, began to charge horizontally in the enemy formation, and then came back beautifully and withdrew from the battlefield.

Zhou Anmin was unhappy when he saw Bai Mawei retreating, but it was reasonable, after all, Yao Wenjun regarded his cavalry as a treasure.

"Zuo Wuwei listened to the order, and the gun array stepped forward!"

Zhou Anmin gave an order, the front row of the army retreated, and eight spear phalanxes slowly came out, with neat steps, spears like forests, like hedgehogs shrunken in the regiment, standing at the front.

When Meng Ge saw it, his face suddenly changed greatly, just now Bai Mawei had already met his expectations, and now there was another master in front of him, which was really head-picking.

"Khan" The old leader who came back from the order saw that the other party knew the tactics of the infantry against the cavalry, and he was also frightened, and secretly thought Khan, don't be hot-headed and order the charge, if you rush up, you must not be like a hedgehog carrying apples, one by one

"Menghu Xiao'er, listen, I am Zhou Anmin, the general of the Zuo Wuwei of the twelve counties of Xia City! If you have the guts, fight me head-on! Zhou Anmin rode on a horse and shouted when he left in front of the battle.

His thin figure let out a shrill roar.

Mungo was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Think I'm going to be fooled? Old fellow, go back and coax the children as soon as possible! Meng Ge felt at Zhou Anmin.

As a result, the two sides were at a stalemate, and neither of them was willing to move first.

Zhou Anmin swayed back and forth in front of the formation, and said with a secret smile in his heart, Boy, at this moment, I am afraid that the part of the soldiers and horses you divided is already surrounded by Xue Dingguo and Yao Wenjun.

Seeing that the enemy army was not moving, Mungo was also a little anxious, so he was afraid of change.

"You take 10,000 soldiers and horses to support Xiwuhe and Dongshu." Mungo turned his head and whispered to the old leader,

The old leader suddenly realized and hurried away.

On the other side, in several villages and towns to the east of Xia City, the soldiers and horses of the Western Wuhe and Dongshu tribes were burning and looting, and those people who did not enter the city in advance suffered in an instant.

For a time, thick smoke rose and flames soared into the sky, and people panicked and ran in all directions, but they became the playthings of the enemy, like chasing their prey hyenas.

On a field, several farmer men ran wildly with their children on their backs, and behind them, a group of Menghu soldiers laughed wildly with scimitars. From time to time, they would ride their horses around these croppers, and the Menghu soldiers even urged on horseback:

"Run, it's too slow, let Uncle Ben teach you how to run."

"Hahaha, hurry up, hurry up!"

The farmer gritted his teeth, but he couldn't outrun on four legs, and the children cried in fright on their backs.

The Menghu people had had enough, and slowly raised their scimitars, and when they saw it, they were about to swing it down!

A whistling sounded across the field.

I saw that the Menghu soldier had a white feather arrow stuck in his eyebrows, and with wide eyes holding a scimitar, he fell backwards from his horse.

The other Menghu people looked up in horror, but at the end of the ridge, a line of white clothes, for the sake of people, with bows and arrows.

As soon as the Menghu people came to their senses, a few swishing sounds, and the blink of an eye became the last action of their lives.

The farmer fell to his knees panting, holding the child in his arms and coaxing.

"Get out into the city!" Yao Wenjun rode on a horse, his white robe fluttering in the wind, and said majestically to those men.

"Thank you, sir, for saving your life." The farmer nodded emphatically and ran towards Xia Cheng with the child in his arms.

At this moment another man came on horseback.

"Lao Yao, how do you fight?" Xue Dingguo asked.

"The enemy army is looting, Lao Xue, you lead the army to hold the retreat of the enemy army to prevent them from joining the brigade, and I will lead the army to chase and kill these ants." Yao Wenjun said angrily.

"Okay." Xue Dingguo did not hesitate, waved his hand, and led the troops to cut off the enemy's retreat.

Yao Wenjun led the soldiers and horses and began to sweep.

As a result, Xue Dingguo's right guard was like a, crossing the middle of most of Mongo and the Western Ukh coalition army.

This Western Wuhe, the Dongshu coalition army is like a trash fish in a dam, and Yao Wenjun is naturally a fisherman.

However, the old leader of Menghu was approaching the defense line of Xue Dingguo with 10,000 men.