Muyu Valley, Cangxi

Under the rising sun, the state army stood nervously behind the vans arranged in a car formation, holding the spears in their hands tightly, leaning closely together, watching the smoke and dust rising in the distance.

"Hugh should panic, the Qiang people are fierce on horseback, and when they get off the horse, they are the wild horsemen of the villages" Seeing the Qiang horses rushing towards him, the general of the state army shouted loudly, boosting morale: "One of us can cut five of them." ”

Li Ru was in the Chinese army, looking at Yan Xingdao, who was neatly draped beside him, "Those people are right, the Qiang people only have the ability to shoot with cavalry, and now that our army is holding on to this place, the advantage of their cavalry mobility is difficult to wield, as long as it can boost the morale of the soldiers, we will win this battle." ”

"Sir, don't worry, I will behead his heroic chief and raise the prestige of my army." Yan Xing said in a deep voice, then turned over and got on his horse, looked at the hundred elite guards selected behind him, and shouted, "Get on the horse!" ”

In the sound of the collision of the armor leaves, a hundred guards and guards suddenly got on their horses, controlled the horses with bolts, and followed Yan Xing out of the formation.

"Open the battle" Li Ruchao said to the herald beside him, as long as Yan Xing's assault on the enemy army can be successful, the first voice to win the people, and the morale will rise, it will not be difficult to reach 3,000 to 20,000.

"Let's go!" With the shouts of the sergeant, in the camp of the state army, the layers of chariots cracked, making way for a road, and Yan Xing led a hundred guards to ride out of the camp under the gaze of the state army on both sides.

Looking up at the blue sky, Yan Xing took a deep breath, strictly speaking, he was still a general of the Bingzhou army, although he had a meritorious service in the last expedition against Liang Shuang, he knew that he still needed a battle to prove himself, so as to become a general in the true sense of the word. Standing at a halt, Yan Xing looked at the Qiang cavalry rolling in front of him. The eagle's sharp eyes looked at the opponent's Chinese army flag, and it was the man's work to capture the flag.

The trumpets whimpered, the flags fluttered, and the bows and crossbows of both sides were drawn together, shooting at each other's feet.

And the state army flags were raised. Yan Xing carried a spear in his hand, and led a hundred and ten soldiers to fight fearlessly, riding his horse and shouting loudly: "A certain is Yan Xing, the captain of the Han Wenhou, and now that the Han Tianwei is here, why don't the barbarians descend early?" If not, kill into the Qiang realm, and swear to wait for the country to be wiped out. ”

It seemed that the providence was also shaken by Yan Xing's momentum, and the scorching wind that raged the wilderness of Liangzhou in the flowing fire of July rose from the ground. Rushing towards the surging Qiang cavalry, Dawajia and his 2,000 men covered their faces with their hands while holding the reins of their horses and calming the frightened horses.

At this moment, the Bingzhou troops in the formation all looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, and the Qiang cavalry that covered the sky and the sun seemed to be restrained by some kind of force, like a roaring tide hitting the rocks and being smashed to pieces.

"General Yan is really a god and a man," Li Ru looked happy. There is nothing more than that, but only in an instant. He shouted, and the soldiers beside him were stunned for a moment, and in just a moment, every state army in the entire camp roared hoarsely.

Dawajia originally wanted to fight with the generals of the Han army and show the majesty of the Qiang warriors. However, after seeing that the opponent's general was Yan Xing, a famous general of Xiliang, he instantly dispelled the idea of fighting generals, and seeing that the other party was only more than 100 horses, Dawajia was overjoyed and made a big move. The red-faced and red-eared roared: "One word side by side, kill Yan Xing, and establish meritorious deeds!" ”

Yan Xing smiled coldly, grabbed the reins in his hand, and flew out of the horse, and when the guards behind saw it, they all pulled out the ring knife at their waists, shouting and following closely behind.

Suddenly, Yan Xing and his personal guards who were charging forward in a hoarse roar slammed into the rushing Qiang cavalry, just as their tigers pounced on the wolves, and foxes jumped into the chicken coop, accompanied by the dull sound of steel cutting through flesh and blood, scarlet blood flowers flew all over the sky, and more than twenty heads tumbled and fell into the gravel in the wind mixed with yellow sand, and then the horses that had lost their master's control dragged the headless corpses and fled in all directions.

The Bingzhou army in the distance widened their eyes, and watched intently as Yan Xing and his guards waved the swords and guns in their hands like mowing grass, harvesting their heads one by one, like a fierce tiger tearing apart the weak prey in front of them.

They are all veterans of the war for many years, fighting with the Qiang people, there are wins and losses, the reason why they were afraid before, that is because there are only five hundred people on their side, and now they see Yan Xing seven in and seven out, killing the Qiang soldiers with their heads and rats, staring at the time, the bloody killing aroused the desire to fight in the body, they all had red eyes, their chests rose and fell, and the protruding green tendons on the hands of the knife were beating violently.

"Drum cheers!" Seeing that the Qiang warriors were killed by Yan Xing and his personal guards, Dawajia immediately ordered the drums to cheer. Suddenly, a dull sound of sheepskin drums rose from the Qiang cavalry.

"Hmph, carving insect sub-plan, the three armies listen to my orders, wave the flag and shout for General Yan Xing, and beat the drum to cheer." Li Ru's face was calm, he climbed high and shouted, and with his order, the huge drum sound in the Han army camp shook the sky and sounded, suppressing the sheepskin drum of the Qiang people. Several generals of the state army took off their armor, shirtless, holding drumsticks, and struggling to beat the huge golden drum, they had dealt with the Qiang people for many years, and knew that the Qiang people's army was loosely organized, and the command relied on horns and sheepskin drums, and now they were swept by the strong wind, and the team was in chaos, as long as they continued to stir up with the sound of drums at this time, Yan Xing and they could kill a few more thieves.

Hearing the exhilarating war drums coming from behind, Yan Xing and the others who rode their horses to kill were even more excited, and one by one they were as vicious as beasts that chose people to devour, just waving their swords forward, constantly pushing forward, and killing towards the enemy's Chinese army.

The Qiang army is in the main formation, Nuo Haobo and the Hao chiefs around him listened to the panicked Han army drums, all of them were suspicious, and now the wind is blowing, the yellow sand is all over the sky, and there is chaos ahead, I don't know how many Bingzhou iron cavalry have killed them.

"Don't panic?" Dawa Jiaqi immediately shouted loudly, if he could not stabilize the morale of the army, I am afraid that his two thousand people will be crushed by these hundred and ten cavalry.

Wiping the warm blood on his face, Yan Xing looked at the spear dripping with blood in his hand, saw the banner that was not far ahead, looked around, and now there were only more than sixty horsemen left around him, and he didn't care about them at the moment, just shouted, "Follow me to kill the enemy general!" "Say it. Ride your horse straight at the enemy's commander-in-chief's central army.

At this time, the scorching wind of the Qiang army gradually subsided, and in the formation behind Dawajia, Nuo Haobo and other Hao chiefs vaguely saw that the cavalry of the Han army that came by the wind was only a hundred, but these 100 people actually killed Dawajia, who was known for his bravery, and his 2,000 troops were almost scattered.

"Yan Xing" looked at the Han general who led the troops to rush to kill in front of him, and Dawajia roared loudly in stiff Chinese. The Pu knife in his hand blocked the menacing gunshot.

"Thief chieftain, eat a certain shot!" Yan Xing snorted coldly, and the spear pierced out like a poisonous snake, and it was a shot to Dawajia's throat.

Dawajia's heart was terrified, Yan Xing's prestige had already resounded throughout the Qiang tribe, and just when he didn't know how to deal with it, something suddenly happened.

"General!" The lieutenant shouted loudly, and at this time the strong wind had basically stopped, if they did not leave. I'm afraid the whole army is going to fall here.

"Withdraw!" Yan Xing was sure to kill the enemy chief within ten rounds, but when he couldn't fight him, Yan Xing gritted his teeth and shouted, and then the spear in his hand made a move to go out to sea with a dragon and a shot of Dawa Jia, and led the whole army to retreat.

Dawajia didn't let his men pursue, but they all opened their bows and shot arrows. Shoot towards the Han cavalry, which was already about a hundred paces.

Yan Xing, who had personally broken off, crouched on the side of the horse and gave his head away. He bit the feather arrows in his mouth, looked at the Qiang people who shot arrows, pulled out the big bow next to the saddle, drew the bow like a full moon, and shot it at the belt ring of the banner of the Chinese army where the Qiang chieftain was just now.

There was a whistling sound, and Dawajia was startled. He only saw a cold star in front of him, so frightened that he hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and in embarrassment, he actually fell off his mount, and at this time the top of the tribal flag hanging beside him. A feathered arrow pierced the ribbon ring and nailed it to the flagpole, and in the stunned gaze of the surrounding subordinates, the tribal flag painted with a wolf's head slowly slipped in the wind and fell into the dust.

"The general is brave!" The guards behind Yan Xing, looking back at the hand-held arrows, all shouted in unison, and in the barracks of the Bingzhou army in the distance, those Bingzhou troops also opened their eyes wide, and then shouted, and the sound shook for ten miles.

Nuo Haobo looked at the panicked subordinates under Dawajia, and looked at the Qiang people's Hao chief beside him, "Dawajia usually claims to be a hero, boasting that all the two thousand people under his command are warriors, but now it seems that it is just a big talk. ”

"Raise the banner quickly." Dawajia got up from the ground and roared like madness, if there was another cavalry of the enemy army on the opposite side, he would rush over at this time, I am afraid that he would be able to crush them immediately, and in his roar, his subordinates hurriedly raised the tribal banner again.

Tapping the number of people, Yan Xing couldn't help but be gloomy, just in this short battle, he lost nineteen personal guards. In the barracks of the state army, Li Ru looked sorry. The guards are not comparable to ordinary soldiers, they are all unique in the army, and they are formed after all kinds of selection, and it is a pity to have one less.

At this time, in the camp, every Bingzhou army that was still a little timid before was in this hearty victory of Yan Xing and his personal guards, all of them were in high morale, and it seemed that the 20,000 Qiang cavalry on the opposite side were no longer afraid, and they looked at Yan Xing and his personal guards who came in from the gate and almost all the people and horses were soaked in blood. There was a burst of cheers.

"Sir, I'm glad I didn't lose my life." After dismounting, looking at the Bingzhou army that was gearing up around and planning to fight with the Qiang people, Yan Xing walked into the Chinese army and hugged his fist towards Li Ru.

"The next step is to fight hard." Li Ru didn't have any joy on his face, he just looked at the Qiang army in the distance and muttered to himself, and then looked at Yan Xingdao, "General Yan, you lead the soldiers to rest first, and when the Qiang people come to attack, it is up to you to command the soldiers." ”

Yan Xing nodded silently, and then led almost all the wounded guards to the rear camp to find the medical craftsmen who accompanied the army.

"The three armies are on alert, and as soon as the Qiang people make a move, they will report immediately." Li Ru looked at the departing Yan Xing, and said to the herald beside him, he likes Yan Xing very much like a general with this character, he is assertive but does not say much, the most rare thing is to take credit and not be arrogant, it is estimated that he understands the truth of the newcomer's dormancy, it is not a good thing to be too sharp.

The defeat of Dawajia made the Qiang people realize that the troops in front of them who were escorting the heavy baggage of the Bingzhou army were not ordinary people, and for a while, the Hao chiefs who were still fierce were all hesitating, and after Dawajia reorganized his subordinates, there were now 237 people who were beheaded by the assault Bingzhou wolf cavalry formation, and more than 200 people were wounded, which lost nearly a quarter of his troops at once.

"Go back and tell the Leader that my department is seriously damaged, please ask the Leader to send someone else!" Looking at the messenger who came to urge the attack, Dawajia said with a gloomy face, he was not stupid enough to make wedding dresses for others. (To be continued......)