On September 22 of the second year of Ping, the sky was high and the clouds were light. Sixty miles west of Shexian County, the two armies were facing each other several miles apart.

In the east, there are 100,000 Yan troops, which belong to Murong Ping, the king of Wu, and Zhang Yu, the Duke of Rongyang, respectively, but the real elite is only the 20,000 light cavalry and 20,000 original Wei troops brought by Murong Ping from Youzhou, and the rest are either the former Wei army or the former Zhou troops of Zhang Yu everywhere.

To the west is the 30,000 Guanlongfu soldiers led by Wang Meng, the chief of the march of Beifu Hebei Province, who had just left the east of Huguan in Bingzhou six days ago.

As soon as the two armies lined up, they immediately judged the superiority and inferiority.

The Yan army in the east was full of banners, and the army was all over the field, and they actually formed a Xuanxiang array under the command of Murong Ping. I saw that although the various armies of the Yan army were neatly arranged, I found that they were far away from each other, just because the total number of people was large, and the dense patch made people unable to see it.

Compared with the silence of the Beifu soldiers, the neighing of the Yan army was a little noisy. Murong Ping looked at the generals around him, and he was very unhappy, and this emotion was clearly reflected on his white and fat face. All the generals understood that this King Wu was dissatisfied with his subordinates being compared to the Beifu soldiers in terms of momentum, but everyone also knew that there was no way to do it. I don't know how the Beifu soldiers practice, they are also young and strong people, what comes out of Beifu is murderous, whether it is the water and soil of Guanlong, the former Qin land, or the black armor is more strong, anyway, no matter whose elite soldiers in this world stand in front of the Beifu soldiers, they will always feel three points shorter. What's more, now these 100,000 Yan troops are all gathered together, and the generals who can stand so neatly feel that they have worked hard.

Watching the generals pretend to be stunned there. Murong Ping's heart became more and more empty.

When he was in the city, Murong Ping gathered an army of 100,000 troops, and he was full of spirit, just waiting for the whip to point out, and he could immediately defeat 30,000 Beifu soldiers. In his mind, the elite army of Beifu is thousands of miles away in the Western Regions, and the government soldiers composed of young and strong people will not be so strong. Although Murong Ping is greedy, he is still a person who has led soldiers and fought in battles. I know that the elite of a country's army is only two or three out of ten. The rest are flag-waving and shouting. A supporting role in a downwind fight.

It is rare for the strategists and generals to be consistent with Murong Ping, and the huge victory in sweeping the Ji, Henan, Yan, and Qing prefectures made these high-ranking officials of the Yan army feel that they were unprecedentedly strong, and the delay in moving the Beifu Land also made them feel that this strong enemy in the west was nothing more than that, and it was better to be famous if they met.

When they learned that there were only 30,000 soldiers from Beifu and merged with the state, everyone in the city was even more relieved. 100,000 against 30,000, if you don't seek a big victory, at least you are already invincible. And in Murong Ping's thoughts. Undefeated is already a five-point victory.

But once he really confronted the Beifu soldiers, Murong Ping felt a little empty in his heart. In the battle of Weichang, the Yan army was defeated in a mess, all the generals died, the prisoners were captured, and more were fleeing for their lives. Murong Ping only realized at this time that the shadow of this was still deeply engraved in his heart after several years, and it was estimated that the other Yan army generals were similar.

Murong Ping put down this Xuanxiang array, but there are nine points to be brave for himself. In addition to being able to "confuse and intimidate" the enemy with an imposing lineup. It also does not lose a stable position. The stall is so big. This Beifu soldier really wants to take a few bites, and he really has a good pair of teeth. As long as the battle is drawn, I can report a great victory to Jicheng. The fourth child was defeated in Weichang and vomited blood, and the fifth child was beaten by more than 1,000 militiamen in Wolf Mengting, but he was able to "win five points" in the battle. But is this Beifu soldier really so easy to fight? Wang Meng dared to kill the city with 30,000 soldiers, was he bold or fearless?

While Murong Ping was riding on the horse and thinking wildly, Wang Meng, who had been waiting for half an hour, had no patience to wait any longer.

"Former Protector!" Wang Meng rode his horse and snorted.

"The last general!" Duan Huan stepped forward when he heard this.

"Seize the momentum!" Wang Meng raised his horsewhip and pointed at the Yan army on the opposite side and shouted.

"Obey!" Duan Huan responded with a fist, then turned the horse's head, spread the reins and ran out, and at the same time, with a move of his right hand, several guards hurriedly rode their horses to follow, among which was mixed with an unsaddled horse, on which was placed a Mo knife and a few bulging quivers.

I saw Duan Huan's horses quickly passing through the sword mountain and gun forest, and I saw a few lines of rapid horse hooves echoing on the endless black armor array, extending to the front army.

"The front cavalry battalion in the left carriage of the front army is ready for armor! Invite to fight! Duan Huandi's voice was not high, but it was very powerful.

The leading officers of the former army who were waiting there suddenly moved, and an officer stepped forward and responded happily, and then rode out on horseback.

After a while, only the sound of horses on the left flank of the front army was heard, and the sound of reorganizing armor and ordnance was heard. Only a deep voice was heard shouting: "Stay in formation, attack!" Then the sound of horses' hooves sounded neatly and drifted towards the front.

I saw that the horse's hooves raised dust to form a yellow dragon, which first penetrated from the front army formation of the Beifu soldiers to the left, and then drew a large arc and rolled away towards the formation of the two armies.

After a while, I saw more than 1,000 black-armored Beifu cavalry lined up in three cones, and finally formed a huge hammer shape, galloping towards the Yan army with great strength.

The more than 1,000 cavalry did not rush straight to the front of the Yan army, but made a big circle and rushed towards the flank of the Yan army.

The generals of the Yan army saw it in their eyes and knew very well what this Beifu cavalry wanted to do. They plan to use high-speed mobility to sweep in front of their own formation, one is to show off their strength and strike at their own momentum, and the other is to look for opportunities to see if they can find a gap and weakness, and slash hard, as long as they put a little blood, the blow to their own side will be even greater.

Murong Ping didn't hesitate for long, gritted his teeth and waved his right hand, and a Yan army cavalry general who had been waiting next to him hurriedly rushed out, and after a while, he saw a panic on the right flank of the Yan army, and a cavalry also rushed out, rushing over to meet the Beifu cavalry. I saw that this Yan army cavalry was also more than 1,000 people, with distinct armor, and the formation could be kept neat in the gallop, and it looked like it should be a fine cavalry in the Yan army.

The two cavalry armies were about to collide together, and the forwards of the Beifu cavalry and the Yan cavalry could see each other's eyes. At this time, I saw the Yan cavalry draw their sabers. Gritting his teeth and shouting loudly, his eyes turning red at the sight of it. However, the Beifu cavalry was not in a hurry, they fired two rounds quickly, and then put the horn bow back, and took down the cavalry spear that was behind the saddle.

The Yan army's forward looked helpless, and just now he shot two rounds with the Beifu cavalry. But the range of the horn bow is much longer. And much more powerful. Shoot two rounds

didn't take advantage, if it weren't for the fact that the shooting rate in the gallop was not on its side, it would have been a big loss, and it would have been just a morale blow.

Now the Beifu soldiers each took out a cavalry spear, and the sharp tip of the spear rolled a gust of wind towards them, which caught the Yan cavalry a little off guard. The cavalry spear quickly pierced into the chest of the Yan cavalry, and only a "snap" sound was heard. At the same time, a bright red blood flower splashed at the same time as the body of the spear was broken in two, and the blood beads with hot air flew in the air, and were swirled by the two intertwined winds, and the "click" sounded on the face of the Beifu cavalry.

The two currents staggered in an instant, stirring up a smell of blood and then quickly parting, leaving a trail of corpses and a dozen ownerless horses wandering and neighing. However, at a glance, it was clear that Yan Jun had suffered a loss, most of the ground was full of Yan Jun's corpses, and two of them actually had no heads.

As soon as they clashed, the Yan army was defeated. It seems that the Beifu cavalry is not only more well-equipped. And the training is also quite well-trained, and the cooperation is very tacit. When we clashed just now, the Beifu cavalry first opened the way with cavalry guns. Then the sledgehammer and the swords followed, and the sabers on both wings were finished, sweeping all the way, so that the Yan cavalry fell from their horses one after another.

The two cavalry spun in a circle, shouted loudly and rushed again.

Impacted back and forth several times, the cavalry on both sides suffered heavy losses, the corpses on the ground accumulated more and more, there were hundreds, although most of them were Yan troops, but the Beifu cavalry also left hundreds, and the ownerless war horses were scattered everywhere, constantly screaming, mixed with more and more hoarse shouts of killing.

The remaining sergeants of the two armies were almost all wounded, and they were all out of breath. The cavalry sat there, panting and coldly touching the saber weapon in his hand, while the war horse took advantage of the gap in the battle to kick the horse's hooves and breathe.

The commander of the Beifu cavalry battalion at the front of the horse had multiple wounds on his body, and the long knife marks turned the armor on his body into a rag hanging on his shoulder. He wiped his face, wiped away the blood that was blocking his eyes, and then pulled his left hand and pulled off the armor along with the cotton shirt inside, revealing a swarthy upper body. But the shiny chest was covered with blood, and the flesh that had been turned out on both sides of the knife marks was turned black with blood.

With a calm eye, the commander tore off a strip of cloth from the hole in his pants in one bite, and then slowly wrapped it around his right hand, tying the blood-covered handle of the knife to the palm of his right hand, so as not to slip his hand with the blood that was still flowing out.

The commander glanced at his subordinates behind him, then raised his saber full of gaps and shouted, "Advance cavalry!" Sortie! "The shouting and fighting continued, blood and fatigue, as well as death and pain, finally broke the last bit of will of the Yan cavalry, as the leading general ran back first, the remaining five hundred Yan cavalry finally stopped fighting with the Beifu cavalry, they knew that this forward engagement could only stop when the cavalry died on one side, they did not have this desperate belief, so they had to retreat first.

The Beifu cavalry pursued for a while, not only shooting and killing a dozen people behind, but also taking a few heads and hanging them behind the saddle. Seeing the Yan cavalry retreating to their own formation, the Beifu cavalry also stopped. The shirtless commander was still standing at the front, only to see that he was covered in blood, like a blood gourd, and the saber in his hand was not only bloodstained, but even the strip of cloth tied to the palm of his hand was also black.

Under the gaze of Yan Jun, the commander of the cavalry of Beifu hung a head behind the saddle with his left hand, and then everyone found that there were three human heads hanging behind his saddle, with unkempt hair and blurred flesh and blood, which looked very hideous and terrifying. And the subordinates behind him also had their heads hanging, although the total number was only a few dozen, but that appearance made Yan Jun look up and down in his eyes and be afraid in his heart.

The commander of the Beifu cavalry waved his hand, and first rode his horse and turned to walk back. As the war horse ran away, the hanging human head swayed by the saddle, like the shouting and killing sound that resounded in all directions just now, echoing in the hearts of the Yan army sergeants.

Walk through the sand just now. The commander turned sideways, stretched out his hand to pick up the Yan Army flag that had fallen to the ground, and unfurled it slightly, which was covered with horseshoe prints and black dirt. The people behind him also scattered to collect the bodies of their comrades, or put them horizontally in front of their own saddles, or on the horses that ran back one after another, and slowly trotted back.

Almost in front of his own formation, the more than 800 horsemen were divided into two groups. One is behind the formation. One is just a few dozen people. Led by the commander, they were all cavalrymen with human heads on their saddles or with the flag of the Yan Army in their hands. They hurried to the front of their formation, threw their heads and flags in front, and then ran away quickly.

At this time, the 30,000 Beifu sergeants who were silent just now shouted in unison: "Wan Sheng! Wansheng! "It's overwhelming.

As soon as Duan Huan's voice stopped, and the silence of the formation returned, he raised his voice and shouted: "Golden Beach-" As soon as he roared twice, the sergeant of the former army followed and roared in unison. followed by the rear army of the Chinese army, although the first sentence was still a little messy, but from the second sentence onwards, thousands of people roared like one person.

"The golden sand beach is so shaky that the mountains are shaking, and a good man will never steal his life if he fights to the death! Since ancient times, thousands of loyal and good, for the country and the people to protect the rivers and mountains!! ”

The roar rolled over the land of Shexian County like thunder, mighty and unstoppable.

"Morale is available!" Wang Meng waited for the army to finish shouting, and immediately ordered: "Beat the drum and fight!" Suddenly. Hundreds of war drums sounded at the same time. It shook the whole earth at once.

Duan Huan smelled the blood-boiling war drums, took a deep breath, and raised the Mo knife that was already in his hand. He shouted: "The front army is out to fight!" ”

As soon as the drums were beaten, the hundred-faced war drums suddenly stopped, and they were replaced by the undulating shouts: "The right wing of the front army, each battalion drums!" Fight! ”

"The front army is on the right side and the left is in the battalion, and the drum is out to fight!"

"The front army left flank front battalion, drum up and fight!"

The sound of small drums sounded all around the front army, but it was very rhythmic. With the sound of the drums, the battalion was taken as a unit, first the spear team, then the sword team, followed by the bow and crossbow team, and the line of teams marched forward in unison. Officers and non-commissioned officers walked on both wings and in the middle of the line with horizontal swords, shouting a few times from time to time to adjust the queue and boost morale.

After the front army started, the Chinese army began to fight, only to see that the black sea that had been silent just now turned into a layer after layer of stormy waves, sweeping towards the Yan army.

The first to meet the Beifu army was Zhang Yu's soldiers and horses, the right flank of the Yan army's front army, which had long been used as cannon fodder, was quickly defeated, and tens of thousands of soldiers dropped their weapons and ran back in the field. Most of them had been peasants and slaves for the previous month, and the smell of death had terrified them

The momentum of the escape made them a huge avalanche. Zhang Yu couldn't hold it down, and many of the sergeants who stood there trying to block the ground were either wrapped up and running or were pushed to the ground and trampled into flesh.

Soon the various units of the Yan army were also in danger, and in the end, Murong Ping sent the elite up, because he knew that if he didn't do this, once the whole army collapsed, the Beifu soldiers would be able to drive you to Jicheng.

The main force of the 40,000 Yan army was the elite of the Yan army, and they fought to the death under the strict orders of the generals to block the attack of the Beifu soldiers. The Beifu troops were already small in number, and because they had to maintain a posture of depth and continuous strikes, the number of troops involved in the front military was even smaller. After killing for a while, there was a lot of resistance, and the offensive suddenly slowed down.

Just as Duan Huan adjusted his troops and horses, preparing to break through the Yan army's formation in one go, the Yan army began to slowly shrink and retreat. Under the command of the generals of the Yan army, with the main force as the support, the various departments began to gather together in a calm breath and cover each other to retreat. So when the Beifu soldiers attacked again, they found that the Yan army's formation was getting denser and denser, and the resistance was getting bigger and bigger.

When the Yan army retreated to Shecheng, Wang Meng knew that he could no longer pursue, and if he continued to pursue, tens of thousands of archers of the Yan army relied on Shecheng to suppress and shoot, and the loss would be great.

The casualties of the Yan army in the first battle of the city exceeded 20,000, and the Beifu army was only 3,000, which was a great victory.

Murong Ping then stuck to the city, and did not dare to fight again. Wang Meng camped thirty miles away from the city, attacked and harassed the invitation to fight day and night, and sent thousands of black-armored light horsemen to rob the grain road and kill the scouts. Not to be outdone, the Yan army sent elite cavalry to confront each other around the city. Although the cavalry of the Yan army always suffered, they relied on the large number of people, and they couldn't hold on to each other if they died and then filled it up.

On September 29, a group of heralds went straight to the Beifu Soldiers' Tent and brought bad news.

On July 29, 60,000 soldiers of the Jingzhou army left Luoyang, first defeated Zhai Bin in Rongyang, and the thief army retreated to Hanoi. The Jingzhou army advanced to Chenliu, and Yao surrendered from Xuchang. Huan Gong was overjoyed. Waving the division to the north, on August 21, the troops were stationed in Wenjin, peeking at Chaoge. On September 21, Zhai Bin gathered tens of thousands of troops to invite the battle, and decided to settle in Anshi. The Jingzhou army won three battles and three victories, the Zhai army retreated to Hebei, and Huan Gong waved his division to the north, and pursued at the end of the division. Twenty-three days. Chase to Yanshi. Yan Da Sima Murong led 30,000 light horsemen and suddenly killed. The defeated official army, Huan Gong only led the defeated army to more than 10,000 people to flee south, and more than a dozen generals such as Wang Jian, the general of Yangwei, and Bu Pre, the general of Zhengbei, were trapped in Hebei and died in the chaos. Huan Gong ran to Chen Liu, but Yao Chang led the troops to refuse, so he had to turn to Luoyang. ”

Hearing that Wang Meng finished reading the military report, the generals couldn't help but be dumbfounded. I didn't expect the Jingzhou army to be so unbearable, it seems that Yan Guo has Murong Ke in addition to Murong Ping. It seems that Murong Ke had already made up his mind, not to save the city, but to attack the Jingzhou army of Chaoge first, knocking out the left arm of the Northern Expeditionary army, and making it difficult for the Beifu army to support it alone. Could it be that he knew that there were 50,000 black-armored cavalry on Lin Shu Mountain, presumably the Murong family was frightened by the Beifu army.

"This Huan Gong!" Zhang Qu couldn't help but sigh. Hearing his sigh, Wang Meng and the others understood in their hearts. Zhang Qu is sighing and complaining about Huan Wen. Either you expand the results in Henan and connect Yuzhou, Zhouzhou, Qingzhou, and Xuzhou, or you go north directly. Gather with the northern province in the city. But this Huan Wen was reluctant to take the Jingzhou soldiers and horses to fight hard, just squatted in Wenjin, did nothing for a month, waited for the big victory of Beifu, and then cleaned up the results of the battle as a matter of course. Why is he so confident in Beifu, now he is losing his old capital,

"No matter what Duke Huan and Murong Ke think, as soon as the Jingzhou army is defeated, the initiative will be in the hands of the Yan army. Our plan to lead the main force of the Yan army in Shexian County to attack and annihilate again cannot continue. Now we are worried about when and where will the main cavalry of the Yan army appear? Yan Jun is not restrained by the Jingzhou Army, no one can say what he will do next? ”

Speaking of this, Wang Meng couldn't help but smile: "This Murong Ke is really a good opponent!" ”

"Your Excellency, what are we going to do next?" Duan Huan asked.

"Return to the kettle!" Wang Meng said loudly, "The Yan army defeated the Jingzhou army and broke my arm on the south road, and I will also break his arm." I want to sit in Jinyang, gather the soldiers of Shuo, And, Monan, and Mobei, and first pacify Liu Xibei in the clouds. ”

"My lord, do you just let Yan Jun calmly pacify the Central Plains?" It was Deng Qiang who spoke. He has already voted for Beifu, and this time he and Lu Guang each led a general to accompany the army to the east, for the sake of the land is to avenge the old master, I heard Wang Meng say retreat, why not be anxious, so he opened his mouth and asked. Only a "newcomer" like him, who is not familiar with the military system of Beifu and Wang Mengdi, would ask like this, how could the other Duan Huan, Zhao Fu, and Zhang Qu not know that Beifu has strict military law and Wang Mengdi's talent? Who dares to question and doubt Wang Meng's military strategy like this?

Wang Meng's face changed, but looking at Deng Qiang's face full of grief and indignation, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, remembering that he was full of loyalty and righteousness, and he was a great general, and the unhappiness in his heart suddenly dissipated.

"Rong Mu (Deng Qiang), Yan Jun will calm the Central Plains so calmly. There is Wang Wu in Jizhou, and Duan Qi in Qingzhou, these are all big troubles for Yan Guo, and although Zhai Bin, Zhang Yu, and Yao Chang have descended to Yan State, how can Murong dare to rest assured that they are such repeated villains? Naturally, be on guard. And our army is now sending troops to Jizhou, first, it is difficult to support it alone, and second, the opportunity is not waiting. Now it is the end of autumn, and it is a cold winter, even if it wins a few big battles, it can only stay until the beginning of spring next year and fight again, and it is impossible to eliminate the main force of the Yan army, and it is still a stalemate. It is better to withdraw and merge with the state first, and go all out to defeat Liu. The Yan army knew that I was retreating, and he would definitely go all out to attack Qingzhou in order to relieve the trouble. Once he fights hard for a long time, the people will be exhausted. After our army pacified Yunzhong, it could attack Youzhou in the north and attack its lair, and in the middle it could attack Jizhou, divide the Yan army into two, and attack Sizhou in the south, step by step as a battalion. In any case, the fighter plane is in the hands of my Beifu, once I seize the opportunity, with the strength of my Beifu, I will definitely drown this Murong Yan! ”

Hearing Wang Meng's explanation, Deng Qiang suddenly understood, and hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted: "Thank you, Lord Steward, for making it clear, Qiang is willing to be the forerunner and will never give up!" ”

Hearing that the Beifu soldiers retreated to Huguan, Murong Ping hurriedly reported a great victory to Jicheng, saying that he would fight with 50,000 Beifu soldiers in the county, and fought a bloody battle for more than ten days, and finally defeated his army, beheading 30,000, and the remnants of the army retreated to Huguan, not daring to look east to Yunyun. It caused a sensation in the Yan Kingdom, and the momentum faintly overshadowed the great Sima Murong Ke.