Hearing Zhao Yougong mention Cao Yuan, Yang Zaixing made a look, Yu Xiaochen hurriedly walked out of the tent, and happened to see Hu Weixian stretching out his head, "Xiao Xianzi, go and find Cao Yuan, just say that His Highness has something important to discuss with him." ”

Hu Weixian's expression moved, and he ran to the east to find Cao Yuan. In the night, a strong man sat on a stone pier and wiped a steel knife, and his mouth was indistinct. Cao Yuan has been very unlucky recently, since the Kachig fiasco, not only has he been dismissed from the position of commander, but he has not even been able to keep his original position as the commander. Now it has directly become a small capital head, and he has been directly demoted from the command envoy to the capital head, and this demotion speed can definitely be regarded as a flying stream of 3,000 feet. There was a lot of panic in the West Camp, but Cao Yuan could only stare dryly, damn, if he Cao was still stationed in the West Camp, he would be able to kill those bearded people. Cao Yuan is also a fierce man, and now he has been demoted to a small capital, not to mention how aggrieved he is, but he doesn't dare to complain, the good Kachig war is like that, so many brothers have died, and it is not bad that His Highness did not directly cut off his head. When he was depressed, he saw a figure running in the distance, and when he saw the person snorting and panting, he was immediately happy, "Tsk, isn't it General Hu, why did you come to Cao, is it the bearded man who is here again, Cao will kill them." ”

Hu Weixian coughed embarrassedly, he didn't dare to be arrogant in front of Cao Yuan, fools knew that Cao Yuan's head was only temporary, and he could resume his position as a commander at any time. Arching his hand, Hu Weixian whispered, "General Cao, Your Highness has something to look for you." ”

As soon as he heard that Zhao Yougong was looking for him, Cao Yuan didn't have the heart to tease, threw the knife aside, and hurried to the handsome tent. Cao Yuan walked like a fly, but he suffered Hu Weixian, but he wanted to take this opportunity to enter the handsome tent to see the world. I've been in the Ruifeng battalion for some time, but I've never participated in a military meeting, so it's false to say that I'm not curious. Cao Yuan didn't know Hu Weixian's thoughts, so he came to the outside of the handsome tent, straightened his clothes, and then went in, Hu Weixian's eyes were quick, and he leaned over directly from behind, and directly startled Cao Yuan, "Little Xianzi, what are you doing here, don't you know the rules in the army, get out quickly." ”

finally got in, Hu Weixian would not be sent away by Cao Yuan's three or two words, and bowed seriously, "Your Highness, the last general has already invited General Cao, I don't know if Your Highness has any other orders?" ”

Cao Yuanqi's face is dark, Lao Tzu is standing here alive, and he still uses you stinky boy to reply? Zhao Yougong was also surprised, but immediately understood what Hu Weixian was thinking, Sanniang pursed her lips and chuckled, she knew that Hu Weixian, when this kid was less than eight years old, he dared to throw mud at the face of Yin Yongning County King of Kaifeng Mansion, and his courage was boundless. Zhao Yougong has always looked at Hu Weixian differently, and even with Sanniang, he also loves the house and Wu, "Okay, General Cao, you sit down quickly, since the little sage is here, just sit down and listen, it will be good for the future, maybe, this kid can help a little." ”

Hu Weixian was young in the end, and immediately raised his eyebrows, arched his hands and said a few words loudly about the princess. However, Sanniang's cold temperament, no matter how much sycophancy fell on her, there was no reaction. Cao Yuan's name is depressed, how can Hu Weixian, a hairy monkey, be so good? Yang Zaixing knew about Hu Weixian, when this guy was still a milk baby, he dared to throw mud at His Royal Highness, and the entire Qianyi Street was shocked by this one at that time, "Boy, what are you still doing in a daze, sit down quickly." Yang Zaixing pointed to the vacant seat next to him, and Hu Weixian held his hand and saluted before sitting down.

Zhao Yougong glanced at Cao Yuan, there was still no smile on his face, obviously not angry, "Are there a lot of herdsmen over there at Heather Farm?" ”

"Yes, almost every family in Heather Farm raises cattle and sheep, especially sheep, and each village can almost get together a few hundred sheep, Your Highness, what are you doing here, is the grain and grass stored in the West Camp?" Cao Yuan was a little surprised, and he didn't blame him for thinking so, since entering the Istrian Heights, the army had not committed any crimes against the Slavic civilians, if it wasn't for the problem with the baggage, how could they be interested in the herdsmen?

Zhao Yougong glared directly, knocked on the table, and said angrily, "What are you talking about?" If this king wants to rob cattle and sheep, do you need to call you over, do you think that this king can't do anything without you, General Cao? ”

"Ahem" Cao Yuan blushed for a while, and immediately lowered his eyebrows, not daring to talk nonsense. Zhao Yougong thought for a while, and then continued, "You know more about Heather Farm, and the people there also know you, you will set off to Heather Farm in a while, collect cattle and sheep as much as possible, but remember not to steal or rob, if you provoke public anger and mess things up, you don't have to be the head, from now on go to the back of this king to carry the cauldron, listen to the fat man complain, is lacking a strong man carrying the cauldron." ”

was glanced at by Zhao Yougong's eyes, and the cold sweat behind Cao Yuan stood up, even if he was a big soldier, he couldn't go to Wang Fatzi's back marching pot, if it was really in the hands of Wang Fatzi, he Cao Someone still had to make people laugh off his big teeth? No matter how difficult this matter is, Cao Yuan hurriedly got up and said loudly, "Your Highness, don't worry, the last general will ensure that the matter will be done successfully." ”

"Go, little Xianzi, you follow General Cao and see the next world" waved his hand, like chasing flies, Cao Yuan led Hu Weixian and ran out. It's all the trouble caused by cattle and sheep, don't steal, don't rob, don't provoke the anger of others, this thing is really not easy to do. But Hu Weixian followed him, where is this kid who has seen the world, a little spy who is responsible for supervision.

No one knows what price Cao Yuan paid, anyway, when he left, the local Slavic people sent cattle and sheep to him. The cattle and sheep were found, and the big stone in Cao Yuan's heart finally fell, but Hu Weixian was dissatisfied, and muttered vigorously on the way back, "Isn't it bad for General Cao to do this, you promised so many benefits, you are slaughtering His Highness as a fat sheep?" ”

Cao Yuan's face was slumped, and his eyes glared hard, "What's wrong?" His Royal Highness won't let steal or rob, and he can't provoke the anger of the public, Cao doesn't promise more benefits, can they hand over the cattle and sheep to us? ”

"Then the benefits you promised are too much, just use it, and afterwards compensate for 100 catties of grain, lose a sheep, and compensate for another 20 catties, are you digging a pit for Your Highness?" Hu Weixian's face was black, if it weren't for the estimation of General Cao's amazing force, he would have gone up to fight a long time ago. Cao Yuan was very thick-skinned, waved his hand and hummed impatiently, "Then what should I do?" At least Cao didn't go against His Highness's will, at the beginning, His Highness didn't say any restrictions. ”

"You.... General Cao, you probably can't be the head of the capital" Hu Weixian was too lazy to pay attention to Cao Yuan, in the middle of the day, Cao Yuan and others drove the cattle and sheep back to the camp. Hu Weixian is a qualified little spy, and immediately stood in the tent and told Cao Yuan what he had done, Zhao Yougong was okay, Yang Zaixing was almost out of breath, and pointed to Cao Yuan's head and scolded, "The surname Cao, you are really open, so much food is given to the Slavs, what do the soldiers eat?" ”

Cao Yuan dared to grin with Hu Weixian, but he didn't dare to stand in the handsome tent and pretend to be a big man, so he could only pretend to be pitiful with a bitter face, "Your Highness, General Yang, the last general is also impossible, don't promise more benefits, where are those Slavs willing to take it?" ”

Yang Zaixing wanted to scold again, Zhao Yougong shook his head, and said softly, "It's okay, although the food problem is difficult to solve, but that is also a matter for the future, it is important to deal with the current matter first." ”

Cao Yuan was immediately overjoyed, but Zhao Yougong's next words directly made Cao Yuan's tears almost flow out. His Royal Highness Zhao still looked indifferent, and said slowly, "But General Cao has worked hard and made great achievements, so he should be treated well, and he will go to Wang Fatzi to be on duty in the future." ”

Ga, Cao Yuan's face was like earth, and he kept sweeping the people in the tent, hoping that these people could help, but Yang Zaixing and those commanders and envoys all twisted their faces to the side. Hu Weixian raised his chin proudly, hum, this is miserable, I really think His Highness is calculating.

General Cao is indeed quite tricky, but fortunately, the cattle and sheep were successfully found, but in Zhao Yougong's opinion, General Cao was not wronged at all to carry the marching pot. This bastard is simply a business idiot, what is not negotiable, he is good, it was worth ten yuan, it cost a hundred yuan to buy it, it is estimated that those Slavic farmers are laughing miserably, such a good deal, people are afraid of regretting it.

The night attack made the people of the country panic, but the Slavic army was very different, Vyache was very happy, originally thought that it would be enough to cause more casualties, but he didn't expect that Jeroma was so powerful that he actually destroyed the entire western camp. Hearing about the results of the night attack, the morale of the army was greatly boosted, and after fighting for so long, the Slavic warriors finally won once. The soldiers were swift and pursued while they were victorious, and before the hour came, Vyache sent someone to inform Vasilev in the east, preparing to launch a new attack at the right time. Viache believed that this time the Slavic warriors would be able to defeat the hated Orientals in one fell swoop.

Around the middle of the day, the two sides lined up again, this time it was different from the previous two days, as soon as the Dingguo army came up, it put on a desperate defensive posture, with a long snake formation of yin and yang inside, and a thick circular formation outside for protection. The circle was contracted very tightly, and Viache's heart was very happy, making the Orientals arrogant again, and now it was up to them to see what kind of storm they could set off. He was not in a hurry to order the attack, but observing the defensive formation of the Dingguo Army through the clairvoyant mirror, the opponent was tightly defended, and it was estimated that it would not achieve much effect by using the rain of arrows to suppress, "Inform Vasilev, let him attack from the southeast, lock the route of the easterners' retreat, and Quadrema, you personally lead the troops in the frontal assault, cover the collision of the city wood to cross the opponent's defense line, and rush out of a hole as quickly as possible." ”

Kwadrema had to be ordered to be executed, this time the Slavs were full of confidence, the Orientals were defeated in the Western Battalion, and the people were panicked, it was the time when the defensive strength was the weakest, if this could not break through the defense line of the Orientals, then the Slavic warriors should really find a piece of tofu and kill them. This time, the Slavs maintained a tight formation, and in order to preserve their combat effectiveness, as well as to cover the ramming of the city, five thousand soldiers concentrated all the shields in the army, almost one for each person, and the shields were held above their heads, and if you look at them from above, the shields raised by the Slavic army are connected together, like a huge moving fortress. Of course, this method is stupid and slows down the movement speed, but the effect is obvious. Today's Dingguo Army is no better than a few days ago, after the continuous loss of soldiers and horses, it is no longer able to blatantly take the initiative to attack, once attacked, the losses will be greater. Zhao Yougong looked at the posture of the Slavs, his scalp was a little numb, the method that Vyache came up with was stupid, but there was really no way to take them, after the Slavs entered the firing range, Yang Zaixing ordered to try several waves of arrow rain cover, but the result was very ineffective. In this way, tens of thousands of national troops watched the Slavs crawl over like turtles.

The Slavs rushed closer, and the ramming wood began to exert its power. In order to withstand the impact of the city-hitting wood, many pikemen gave up their weapons and helped carry the shield, but there were many people in time, and they were still suppressed and retreated, and the sense of oppression caused by the city-hitting wood was too strong, and they hit it hard, and the shield shook people's ears and their heads were clouded. As the number of hits increased, the area to be defended became larger and larger, and finally one of the shield arrays collapsed, and the Slavs pounced on them with their shields on their shoulders. After two days of fierce fighting, the Slavs also held back a breath of fire, and now they finally saw the hope of victory, and they could not help but be excited. Under the strong oppression, the shield soldiers in the front row buried dozens of soldiers in the blink of an eye, and in order to avoid more casualties, they could only quickly retreat and merge with the rear formation. Although it looks at the resistance, the peripheral formation is still peeled away layer by layer, although the speed is very slow, but as long as the time passes, the circular array will be defenced layer by layer, and sooner or later it will be eaten away step by step. Zhao Yougong still looked light-hearted, with a smile on his face, even if he was worried at this time, he couldn't show it. If the soldiers are brave and the generals are chaotic, then the subordinates will be chaotic.

The Slavs broke through layer by layer, and the effect became more and more obvious, and if this development continued, the results would be self-evident. Viache smiled smugly, when he decided to attack at night, many people didn't think so, and now, who would dare to question his decision? In this life, you will inevitably have to walk on cliffs, and you will either go to heaven or hell. At this moment, it seems that the Orientals are defeated, as long as the Eastern Regent is destroyed, the Orientals will become a plate of scattered sand, with his prestige in Kiporos, he only needs to raise his arms, from Turov to Kiev, echoes will emerge in an endless stream. Hurry up, hurry up, Viache clenched the hilt of his sword, and no one noticed, his hands trembling slightly, his eyes revealing frenzy.

In order to reduce the resistance to the attack, Viache finally launched the next plan, "The longbowmen move forward, try to cover the opponent's center as much as possible, and reduce the resistance of our attack." ”

The Slavic longbowmen, who had been waiting for a long time, continued to move forward, and when they reached a certain distance, they began to launch a rain of arrows, and the entire circular array of the Dingguo Army finally ushered in the most difficult moment. At this time, the two sides fought together, and the Dingguo army could not carry out a covering projectile from the longbowmen at all, and the Slavs were different. The Dingguo Army's circular array has a long distance from the periphery to the middle, and as long as it is projectile inside the circular array, there is no need to worry about accidental injury. With the addition of the Slavic longbowmen, the pressure on the side of the Dingguo army increased, and the soldiers withstood the attack of the Slavs while guarding against the arrows above their heads, and the number of casualties skyrocketed, while the morale of the Slavic side was further improved. Kwadrema screamed, and many Slavs were shirtless, raising their arms and shouting, "Ulla.... Call.... Ulla.... Kill the Orientals .... They couldn't hold on. ”

Some people are roaring, some people are laughing wildly, and in their eyes victory is already a matter of time. The corners of Zhao Yougong's mouth curled, his eyes became gloomy, he raised his hand, and said without hurrying or slowing, "Send the flag, order the cavalry to go into battle, and let out the prepared cattle and sheep." ”

When the flag was waving, the smoke was filled, and when fighting bravely, the sound of "bleating" sounded on the battlefield, accompanied by the sound of "mooing". The Slavs were directly blinded, they didn't understand the situation at all, how could there be the sound of cattle and sheep calling on the battlefield? Although this sound had been heard before, it was very sparse and faint, and no one took it seriously, but now there were loud and loud screams, and the sound was getting closer and closer. The soldiers of the Dingguo Army, who were still resisting stubbornly, took the initiative to separate the road, and a herd of cattle and sheep rushed out, and a war horse in front of them was wrapped in red cloth, and some of the cattle and sheep still had fire on their tails. Boom, a Slavic soldier opened his mouth wide, and before he could understand what was going on, he was picked up into the sky by a mad bull, and when it fell, two large holes in his stomach gurgled and bleed.

Kwadrema never dreamed that there would be such a change, holding the knife and being stunned, not knowing what to do for a long time. The next scene once again froze Quadrema, and after the cattle and sheep rushed out, they began to run wildly, and many Slavic soldiers were directly red-eyed. The quality of these Slavic soldiers was uneven, some of them had only been in the army for a few months, most of them were from poor backgrounds, and they were directly red at the sight of cattle and sheep, and in their hearts, this was a huge fortune, and even if they won the battle, they would not necessarily get a cow. So, someone began to besiege a big yellow cow and wanted to capture the fat cow. There were also people who went to catch sheep, and for a time the whole formation was a mess. At this moment, the rumbling hooves of horses sounded, and the silver-shining cavalry reappeared. The day was gloomy, and the dark clouds were overwhelming, just like the mood of Quaderema, and hundreds of war horses were galloping in front of them, and they were jumping in their hearts. It was a long time before Kwadrema spewed out a dirty word, "I'll fuck you, do you want this?" ”

At this time, Quaderema just wanted to cry, he didn't want to stop it, but he couldn't stop it, those Slavic warriors had long forgotten what it meant to attack, and they were all working hard at the cattle and sheep. The Slavic attack array was scattered in a rush, the chain of horses reappeared, the chain of iron cables, divided and strangled, the Slavic army, which had an absolute advantage a quarter of an hour ago, became clueless, and in the face of the invisible strangulation of the cavalry, some fled for their lives, some continued to indulge in cattle and sheep, and some still wanted to continue the attack. At this time, the circular array also began to expand outward with the cavalry, and as long as the Slavic soldiers who were wrapped in the circular array were bound to die.

At this point, even if you think about it with your ass, you know that you can't do it. Quadrema fled back with a black face, but he was dressed in red armor, and he stood too conspicuous in the crowd, not only the cavalry of the ancient town were interested in him, but also the fierce old scalpers. A mad cow mooed and pounced, but fortunately Kwadrema reacted quickly enough to roll to the side to dodge, otherwise the two buttocks would have been poked. Wiping a cold sweat, just got up from the ground, the sound of a bang came, Kwadrema stared at each other, and secretly said I am dying, a team of serial horses swept over mercilessly, what a speed, Quadrema had not jumped up, his legs were caught, he was in pain, his body fell forward, and then the cold flashed, his neck was cold, blood gushed out, Quadrema covered his wound and kept twitching, unwilling to watch the pair of serial horses grow away.

Even a fierce general like Kwadrema could not escape the fate of being killed, not to mention those ordinary Slavic soldiers, who only hated their father and mother for having two legs at this time, who would want to continue to attack. Those who ran slowly were either strangled by the cavalry, or encircled in a circular formation, in short, no one ended well. The situation was good, but in the blink of an eye, it became a fiasco, the Slavic soldiers fled in a hurry, what warlords, what grand dukes, at this time they were not even a fart, only survival was the most important thing. It's not that you don't work hard, you really don't have that capital, rush up at this time, it's not desperate, it's looking for death.

Quadrema died, and Vasilev was not much better, but fortunately he ran fast, otherwise he was left behind by a chain of horses, and just like that, Vasilev's right arm was also cut with a large gap.

Viache almost didn't pass out, what the hell is going on, it was fine just now, and now it has become defeated, and he tried his best to calculate everything, and he was defeated by a group of cattle and sheep, who the hell is going to reason with? At this moment, Vyache really didn't want to live, he had never met such a cunning opponent in his life. Zhao Yougong is indeed very cunning, but in fact, Viache is also at fault, in the final analysis, it is Viache's lack of attention to intelligence, if he can know the movements of the Dingguo army in advance, he will do something to deal with it, and he will not be defeated. The mad bull was still rushing wildly, the sheep were bleating, at this time, the Slavic warriors were pale, it was not a group of sheep, but a group of wolves in sheep's clothing, and the Slavic soldiers could be regarded as letting this group of cattle and sheep go to their grandmother's house.

The defeat was decided, Viache was still a bachelor, and when it was time to accept his fate, he had to accept his fate, and retreated with the remnants of his army. The cavalry of the ancient town did not chase deeply, and Yang Zaixing still understood the truth of the poor Kou Mo chasing. Although they won, in fact, the Slavs did not suffer too much damage, they had the power to resist, and they chased too deeply, waiting for the Slavs to turn around, and the ancient town cavalry was about to suffer.

When the Slavs fled back to the camp, they all sat on the ground gasping for breath, and their eyes were filled with inexplicable horror. In the past, it was always ironic that those weak scum were lambs to the slaughter, but now that I think about it, even the lambs are not killed when they want to, as long as they are used properly, a flock of sheep can run with the Slavic warriors. Today is an eye-opener, the dignified Slavic boys, defeated by a herd of cattle and sheep....

Viache was disgraced, slumped in front of the case, no longer had the majesty of the past, at this moment, his confidence really collapsed, he had worked hard enough, did everything he could, and still failed to win. It is God's will, and Kipros is not his Viache, but... I am not reconciled, and I don't want to give up even if I die.

More than a dozen commanders gathered in the tent, all of them looked panicked, and although they fled back, they still had palpitations. There was a soldier before, who was pierced through the abdomen by the horns of a bull, and ran for more than a dozen zhang with the man, and the blood and internal organs flowed all the way, and the most terrible thing was those eastern cavalry, which was simply murderous, and everyone didn't know how to fight this battle.

This battle was not devastating, although the loss of nearly 15,000 people, but at this time the Slavs still had the strength to fight, especially Vasilev's soldiers and horses on the eastern route, the losses were not too large, and the overall strength was not greatly affected. Obviously, he still has the power to fight, but in the army, from thousands of commanders to ordinary soldiers, all have their faces drooping, as if the end of the world. Don't say it's them, even Grand Duke Viache has become reticent. In the past, even if the army was defeated, Viache would stand up and cheer up the army and maintain the cohesion of the troops, but this time, Viache did not say anything. What really mattered to those Slavic soldiers was that Grand Duke Viache's confidence had collapsed. In the evening, the commanders walked out of the tent one by one with their heads bowed, and as soon as they came outside, everyone sighed and shook their heads with a wry smile. The atmosphere of despair has spread, they can clearly feel the lifeless atmosphere, the Grand Duke has really collapsed this time, it seems that the Slavic warriors still have an absolute advantage in strength, but in fact, these advantages are gone. The night attack on the western camp of the Orientals is definitely the best chance for a decisive battle, but even so, he still did not fight the Orientals, but his own side lost his troops. In a short period of time, it was already difficult for the Slavic warriors to launch a new round of attacks, their morale was hit hard, they fell into the ice valley, they were physically and mentally exhausted, and they urgently needed time to recuperate, but now Kipros lacked time the most. The Easterners are not stupid, will the Slavic warriors survive this difficult time? Obviously, it is impossible, during this time, the Slavic commanders have long seen the power of the Orientals, especially today's battle, which is even more stunned, and the situation of nine deaths and life has been reversed by a herd of cattle and sheep.

After the captains had left in amusement, Viache sat motionless on the cushions, the curtain of the tent was wide open, and a stream of hot wind blew in, although it was evening, but the heat was still unabated. In a short period of time, Viache is like ten years old, once full of pride and high spirits, but now all thoughts are lost, and there is no hope in life. Viache knew better than anyone that after today's defeat, there was no hope of victory. Of course, it is still possible to fight again after a break, the question is will the Orientals be stupid to do nothing? All thoughts are lost, this is the state of mind of Viache at this time. Outside the handsome tent, except for a few personal soldiers, only Wofrey, the chief of the Golden Light Guard, remained. Wofrey is usually silent, cold as ice, no one should enter, but he is the most trusted person in Viache except for Levednov, there has been no movement in the tent, Wofrey frowned, stepped into the tent, saw that Viache had no fighting spirit, he was also puzzled, "Your Excellency the Grand Duke, perhaps, we don't need to fight anymore, if we continue to fight, it will only increase casualties, now we can't take the Easterners, wait until the Eastern army in the direction of Vladimir arrives, We have nowhere to run. You have said to me before that as long as you live, there will be no lack of hope. Now there are still a lot of Slavic children, hurry up and retreat, retreat to the Caucasus, no matter how powerful the Orientals are, they can't do anything about us. ”

Viache raised his head, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a miserable smile, "Are you really going to the Caucasus, hehe, once we go to the Caucasus, then we really can't come back, from now on, Kipros will cease to exist, and we will live forever trembling at the feet of the Orientals." Wofrey, you know, I really don't want to give up, I've given so much for Kipros. ”

Wofrey was in a heavy mood, but he sighed in vain, in order to recreate the dream of the Kipros Empire, the Grand Duke fought all his life, endured all the hardships, and finally had to give up, how could he be willing? Vyache looked out of the tent, where the wind was chilling, the night had completely darkened, and torches had been lit in the camp. He had thought about retreating to the Caucasus Mountains countless times, but every time he thought of this, Vyache would secretly swear that even if he died, he would not want to retreat to the Caucasus and live like a mouse. At least, in his opinion, that kind of life is simply worse than death. But now, I have found that many times, the so-called honor, the so-called dignity has become extremely humble, he is not a person, and every action is related to the fate of many people. Wofrey is right, although the defeat is certain, there are still more than 20,000 Slavic warriors around him to survive, and these loyal Slavic warriors have the right to live.

Seeing that Viache's eyes finally had some brilliance, Wofrey finally breathed a long sigh of relief, what he was most afraid of was that Viache couldn't withstand the blow and chose to commit suicide. If Viache committed suicide, the Slavic warriors near the Suzdal River would be leaderless and would only be defeated even worse. As long as Viache is alive, these Slavic warriors still have hope of living, and even a little hope is good. Viache has not yet made a choice, but it is already beginning to waver.

The evening breeze blows, and on the south bank of the Suzdal River, the mood varies. Although the Dingguo army also suffered heavy losses, its morale was greatly boosted, and after this battle, the Slavs were no longer able to launch a new offensive in a short time. In this way, the Dingguo Army can reverse the previous situation and change from passive to active. It can be said that this battle was a turning point in the entire Suzdal River campaign. This night, the soldiers of the Dingguo Army finally slept peacefully, and for a whole night, not to mention the night attack, the Slavs did not even have tentative destruction. Obviously, both sides were exhausted to the extreme, and neither was capable of carrying out any night attacks. Another day, peaceful, but this peaceful situation was fatal for the Slavs, because time meant despair for the Slavs, but for the Dingguo army, it was pregnant with infinite vitality and hope. In the evening of this day, the commanders and generals all came to the tent of the commander of the Chinese army, everyone swept away the previous haze, all of them were high in morale and radiant, Yang Zaixing's eyes were blazing, and he did not hide his joy, "Your Highness, judging from the news from General Tang Miao, the Slavs are about to collapse, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Viache's soldiers and horses on the western route cannot organize a new round of attack, we can completely free up our hands and directly solve the Slavic barbarians near the town of Noslav." After a series of battles, although there are still nearly 8,000 soldiers to fight, the strength of our cavalry is not much damaged, and the cavalry will attack Nothra at night, and the infantry will be able to destroy the Vasilev's department in one battle. When the threat from the east is removed, we can advance and retreat freely and be invincible." As soon as Yang Zaixing's voice fell, he won the support of many commanders, and even Sanniang nodded approvingly.

Zhao Yougong smiled approvingly, the reason why Viache dared to start a war on the Suzdal River was not the so-called superiority of troops, but the flanking attack from the east and west. With the cooperation of Vasilev's subordinates, the two armies attacked and attacked, which limited the strategic space of the Dingguo Army, which was tantamount to holding the initiative in the war without much effort. Killing Vasilev's department is tantamount to breaking this strategy of flanking things and fundamentally disintegrating Vyache's tactical deployment. In the past, he didn't dare to take the initiative to attack, it was because he didn't have that strength, but now Vyache's department has only half a breath left, and with the speed and power of the ancient town cavalry, it is estimated that it will not take half a day to defeat Vasilev's department. The time is ripe for the attack, Zhao Yougong naturally will not continue to be conservative, not to mention that he has other back-ups, so he immediately agreed, "What Shao Lie said is good, at this time it is time to take advantage of the victory to pursue, after a vicious battle, Vasilev was injured, and the infantry and horses were panicked, if we can surprise Nosra, we should be able to easily win." ”

There is no objection to attacking the small town of Nothra, and the next thing is how to attack. After resting for two days, the cavalry of the ancient town finally made a move, and when it was time for the unitary, the sky had just darkened, and Yang Zaixing and Yu Xiaochen led the cavalry of the ancient town to the east along the ancient corridor and road. Vasilev is a cautious man, he may not be very good offensively, but he is very good defensively. The vicinity of Nosra is divided into two large camps, one mile and one outside, layer upon layer of barriers, in normal times, if anyone dares to run to Vasilev's camp to spread wild, it will definitely not get any benefits, but now it is different, Vasilev's soldiers and horses have lost too much, and the remaining soldiers and horses can no longer support the two large battalions, so they can only shrink their troops, which leads to the lack of protection on the periphery. Speaking of which, Vasilev's life was not easy either, he was even more uncomfortable than Vyache. Although the damage on the side of Viache was bad, it was at least to the west of the Easterners, and as long as they wanted to flee for their lives, no one could stop them. But Vasilev, who stationed his camp in Nosla, had to face not only the Eastern army in the west, but also the Eastern soldiers and horses in the direction of Vladimir in the east. In fact, his Viache soldiers and horses are also in danger of being attacked from both sides.

After nightfall, Viache had the medicine changed, drank some soup hastily, and lay down on the couch in a daze. This battle was defeated, and it was also defeated, and after this battle, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the Grand Duke's side to set off a new round of attack. Vasilev was a little puzzled, at that time, he was about to crush the Orientals, why did those Orientals hold on?

Vasilev thinks about it, his mind is chaotic, where can he sleep? At midnight, a cavalry came to the small river southwest of Nosla, and this cavalry was the cavalry led by Yang Zaixing and Yu Xiaochen. Looking at the small town of Nothra in the distance, under the starry night, the vague outline of the town could still be seen, Yang Zaixing did not rush to attack, but said to the young Yu Xiaochen, "After a while, you and I will divide into two routes, and insert the outer positions of Nosra diagonally from the southwest and southeast directions. Now Vasilev's troops have concentrated almost all their troops and horses in the vicinity of Nosra, so don't take it lightly. You remember, don't force yourself, if you encounter stubborn resistance from the other party, immediately retreat, once you get into the struggle, it is likely to capsize in the gutter. ”

Although this battle was nine out of ten, Yang Zaixing still looked serious and dealt with it seriously. After leading the troops for so many years, the biggest gain is that you can't underestimate the enemy at any time, and it is not uncommon for you to die and then live. Yu Xiaochen pursed his lips, his expression relaxed, he felt that General Yang was too cautious, with the ability of the ancient town cavalry, coupled with the situation of Huasilev's department, it was not about to collapse at the touch of a button? However, Yu Xiaochen didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction on his face, and the end of disobeying military orders was only a dead end.

As soon as the hour passed, most of the Slavic soldiers were already asleep, and at this time, the cavalry soldiers of the ancient town were divided into two ways, like two poisonous dragons directly into the town of Noslav. Dozens of cavalrymen at the front, cavalry knives hung on horseback, people holding a strong bow, the Slavic soldiers on the periphery of the town of Nosla only saw a flash of cold light, and they were killed by the bow, and then, the entire town of Nosla was detonated, shouting, and scolding one after another, some Slavic soldiers beat the gong on alert, signaling the Slavic soldiers stationed in the town to quickly organize defense, "The Eastern cavalry is coming, everyone get ready!" ”

The cavalry was too fast, and the cavalry of the ancient town had already been stationed in the small town of Nothra, and their familiarity with this place was no worse than that of the Slavs, so as soon as they arrived at the periphery of the town, the cavalry was divided into more than a dozen groups, rushing back and forth on the streets, and then to the outlying camps in the town, none of them were spared. The cavalry of the ancient town also learned the method of the Slavs attacking the western camp at night, not busy with killing, first set fires, the Slavs were fighting the fire, and at the same time they were busy dealing with the cavalry of the ancient town, where to deal with it, only half an hour, the fire was everywhere near Nosla, many Slavic soldiers scurried around like headless flies, and many people did not die in the hands of the cavalry of the ancient town, but were trampled to death by their own people. When it was ugly, when people were asleep, and at this time the enemy knocked on the door, and many Slavs were still in a state of confusion. Yang Zaixing is the ancestor of the cavalry, and he specially made people stare at the key points of the Slavs, which made the Slavs angry, as if there were dangers everywhere. At least until now, the Slavs have not figured out how many enemies are coming.