Just when Mao Neng was still having a headache about taking that opinion, the scene on the battlefield changed dramatically.

Zhao Zhongyao had never been a good master who was accustomed to being beaten passively, and after the three infantry wings took over the cavalry he led as a temporary defensive force, he had already begun to plan a crazy counterattack. With three wings of infantry as the backbone of the defense, the enemy's rudimentary siege weapons and instruments were so weak, so how to unexpectedly deliver a fatal blow to the opponent became a matter of current consideration.

The opposing commander was clearly inexperienced in combat, and a squad of 10,000 infantry lined up in front, while a few thousand archers lined up in the front without any cover, and the cavalry was in the rear. While organizing the defense, Zhao Zhongyao ordered the replaced cavalry to seize the time to rest and be ready to enter the battle at any time.

With the passage of time, the enemy's 10,000-strong squad of 10,000 people was already at the end of its strong crossbows, and with the sudden opening of the fortress gate, the cavalry, which had long been ready to stop, rode out and plunged straight into the opponent's central army.

In the face of the cavalry swept by the rolling tide, the unprepared siege infantry was engulfed in the iron cavalry tide in an instant, and even the bow and arrow camp that had no time to react was also rushed to pieces.

When the opposing commander ordered the infantry to form a defensive formation in a hoarse voice, the unstoppable cavalry had already pressed against the panicked infantry defense line with a overwhelming momentum, only stirring up a few small waves, the infantry defense line completely collapsed, and the soldiers who lacked combat experience were scattered in an instant, and the entire battlefield was like an avalanche of rout, and there were Taiping soldiers running and fleeing for their lives everywhere. The officers couldn't find the soldiers, the generals couldn't find their subordinates, everything was disrupted, and as far as the eye could see, there were only a bunch of headless flies left, and even the five cavalry thousand-man teams that were still in a neat formation were about to be overwhelmed by the soldiers who were madly retreating. Mao Neng, who was quite calm, immediately ordered the front team of the cavalry to retreat immediately, while he personally organized the infantry to form a formation to resist, in order to win some time for the retreat of the cavalry.

In the face of desperately resisting the Taiping army, Zhao Zhongyao, who led the charge, could not help but sigh that once the people who were blinded by religious fanaticism were agitated, the passion that erupted was indeed extraordinary, and it was obvious that the defeat was now decided, and he still ignored his own life and death in exchange for the safe retreat of his comrades, which could not but be admired.

But admiration is admiration. Zhao Zhongyao did not show the slightest mercy to his subordinates, and the enthusiastic and agitated troops could not compete with the regular cavalry charge after all, but they finally bought some time for the cavalry behind them to retreat, so that the five thousand cavalry could retreat with their whole body, and when the last line of defense was breached, the cavalry of the Taiping army had fled several miles away. And with the current strength is indeed not enough to completely annihilate the enemy army, seeing that the best opportunity to destroy the enemy has been lost, Zhao Zhongyao ordered the infantry that came to clean up the battlefield with a slight regret. On the one hand, he ordered the cavalry to follow in pursuit, making sure that the opponent could not easily tie up his position.

When Zhong Wu arrived with the infantry of that wing. About 8,000 remnants of the Taiping army were diverted south on the way to retreat and retreated to Xikang, and the rest were captured by the Northwest Army.

It was a battle, known as the "Partridge Pass Victory" in history, and the 2nd Independent Division of the Northwest completely annihilated 30,000 Taiping troops. Of these, 11,000 were taken prisoner, and only 8,000 escaped.

This battle is also regarded as Qin's first battle into the Central Plains, and although his troops fought back only after being attacked, later historians agree that regardless of the outcome of the Battle of Partridge Pass, His Majesty the Emperor had already made up his mind to conquer the Kansai and Central Plains. It's just that this battle played his vigorous eastward overture.

In the royal palace in the center of Loulan City, the capital of Loulan Kingdom, he was the only one in the entire hall, he looked extraordinarily quiet, and his old face seemed to be much more energetic, Hai Yibar leaned on the throne and carefully recalled the guests who had just been sent away, the stakes were very high, he didn't want to let anyone know before he considered it immaturely, the conditions and requirements put forward by the other party were indeed very exciting, maybe Loulan Kingdom wanted to get rid of the fetters of fate in this move, but there was an unknown risk behind it, one wrong step, it would cause irreparable consequences, He had to think about it.

Standing up, slowly pacing in the hall, while brushing the long beard under the chin, his eyes unconsciously looked at the position where the person was sitting, it was really a good opportunity, the question was whether he dared to fight this fight?

Sighing softly, Haibar turned his gaze back to the window, the glazed tiles shimmered with brilliant brilliance in the light of the setting sun, such rivers and mountains, how nostalgic, but once he made a mistake, he could also bring disaster to his country.

Fu Zhu thought for a long time, Haybar is still difficult to make a decision, this major event that determines the fate of the country is really tiring, he has been thinking about it for nearly half a afternoon and it is still difficult to choose, maybe he is really old, he lacks the ambition of his youth, shook his head, Haybar showed a self-deprecating smile on his face, haven't he always been cautious and calm and proud? How come decades have passed, and now I think this is a shortcoming?

Let's listen to the opinions of Khalid and Abshiyev, Khalid secretly sent a mission to his neighbors on behalf of himself, and sent a message back a few days ago to say that it had achieved good results, hoping to surprise himself.

Looking at the young man in front of him who was a little tired but in good spirits, Hai Yibar was also a little distressed, he went for more than 20 days, running around the four countries, and his ruddy face turned a little yellow, who called him his own son? If he wants to shoulder the heavy responsibility of Loulan State, he must learn the course of politics and diplomacy, and the flowers that stay in the greenhouse will never grow into big trees.

"Khalid, I know you are tired, but my father wants to know the details of your more than 20 days, and the letter you sent back before is vague, so I have to ask you to give up your rest and tell your father and Lord Abushyev about the situation first."

Haybar's loving gaze fell on the young man, and he said kindly, the long-bearded old man next to him was Abu Shiyev, the minister of state of Loulan, who was relied on by Haybar as the minister of state for his right and left hand.

"It's nothing, father, Khalid is not a weak woman, and this hard work is nothing." A flash of light flashed across the young man's face, and he replied loudly.

"Well, that's good, let's talk about your harvest this time." Pleased with his son's answer, Haybar nodded and smiled. (To be continued......)