Chapter 136 The Battle of Victory

Lu Zisong and Shi Feng divided their troops from Wulei Tutai and Man Dagang and arranged the ambush. However, before Huanying arrived at Xia Leng Mountain, the sentry in front rushed to report, saying that the shadow of the Beirong sentry horse had appeared in Xia Leng Mountain. It was too late. Huan Ying hurriedly called everyone to retreat, and even the sentry, he quickly retreated back to Wulei Tutai. There are two places with Man.

Huanling had just climbed up the platform. Shi Feng, who was hiding behind the platform, made a gesture to her. Huanxuan crawled over and looked down. He was seeing more than a dozen riders running through the dust in front of the platform. He was so dangerous that he was about to bump into him and lost his horse, which was indeed extremely unfavorable to them.

"This is just the first whistle riders!" Huanxuan whispered, "Don't move, everyone. They will turn around soon."

Shi Feng turned his head behind him and passed the order with gestures. The soldiers crawled in their respective hiding places and silently began to prepare for the battle. The crossbows were full of arrows, the arrows and long bows were placed on his side, and the rope guns and other things used to deal with the Beirong war horses were also prepared.

Sure enough, after a while, the first batch of sentry riders returned to report the news. Before the arrival of the second batch of sentry riders, Huanying quickly asked the soldiers responsible for throwing rope guns to hide as much as possible, and as close to the road as possible. When to do it, let's see her unified order.

After a long time, I didn't see the successor of Beirong's sentry, which made Huanying very confused. According to common sense, the sentry would constantly explore and patrol. Did the people of Beirong find something? Or has the long-distance migration in the past few days really made the people of Beirong relax their vigilance?

While wondering, Huanying suddenly saw an apricot flag swinging three times in the direction of Mandagang. He couldn't help but be shocked. This is a signal that the people of the Beirong Brigade are about to enter the ambush range. They have to prepare for each other. Mandagog, which Lu Zisong is responsible for, is easier to detect the movement of the Beirong people. Since it is shaking With the banner, it should not be wrong to judge, but why did the brigade of Beirong arrive so soon?

Can't think much about it. Huanying quickly pulled out the same apricot flag from his waist and shook it three times in the direction of Mandang, which means that they were ready to fight and would cooperate with each other.

"What's going on?" Shi Feng asked in a low voice, "There is only one whistle, and it's so close to the main force?"

"Maybe the Beirong people have adjusted their way of marching!" Huanying frowned and said, as soon as she said it, in fact, even she felt that this kind of explanation was really far-fetched. "Don't worry so much first, let's talk about it!" Huanying peered down and stared at the movement of Man Dagang.

It was still the apricot yellow flag, shook it, then twice, and again. After a pause, it repeated three times in a row. Huanying said to Shi Feng, "It's about to start, you go down and supervise the battle!" Before the words fell, the horse's hoofs sounded in the distance. Without saying a word, Shi Feng crawled and slipped to the back of the platform.

"Listen to my command!" Huanxuan said in a low voice, "A row of arrows leads the string forward, the crossbowman follows closely behind, and the second row and three rows are ready in turn!"

No one answered, but there was a sound of Huanying's left and right, and then he was full of archers. Huanying said, "The ringing arrows are suitable for long-range shooting. You have to aim at the cavalry in the middle and back road. Don't care about the Northern soldiers who have been staggered by our rope gun in front of you. Do you understand?"

The archers nodded solemnly, and Huan Ying stopped talking. They leaned out slightly and stared at the direction of the Bei Rong soldiers.

The horse's hoof shook on the road. Lu Zisang's judgment was right. This was by no means a small range of patrol cavalry, but a real Beirong army. Huanying no longer doubted. While signaling her subordinates to calm down, she also secretly sweated.

Seeing the first troops of the Northern Cavalry passing under her eyes, Huanying's heart was about to jump out of her throat. Although it was not the first time to experience a war, every decision on the timing of action still made her extremely nervous.

Turning his eyes, he suddenly saw the red guard banner of Mandagang, and immediately shouted, "Do it, shoot!" And quickly took out the mask from his arms, put it on, jumped up, drew his sword and waved, "Archer, arrow, flag bearer, erect flag!"

Before her voice fell, the shouts under the platform were like thunder. Shi Feng led the generals to shoot the Northern Rong cavalry with rope guns. Once they stabbed the other party's horse, two or three people quickly dragged them together, pulling the Northern Rong cavalry to the horse over, and the archers around Huanying also shot long branches and arrows. Let the Beirong cavalry on the back middle road scream and hit the arrows unprepared. After the archer retreated, the crossbowman followed closely and buckled the spring of the Beirong soldiers near the front under the platform. Suddenly, they saw the arrows like rain and greeted the Beirong soldiers densely.

After a group of crossbows were shot, the second team came forward. The Beirong soldiers who intended to retreat and escape in the chaos were severely beaten by the Mandagang ambush where Lu Zisong was. The Beirong people shouted wildly. In addition to losing their helmets and unloading their armor, they could only continue to shrink the team, wave long knives, desperately resist the flying arrows flying all over the sky, and lingering on the high platform. Among the people in Beirong who contracted and gathered, there was a man who looked like a leader, shouting loudly. Huanying pointed his sword at the other side and roared, "Catch the leader alive, don't let him go!"

The leader also seemed to notice something. He turned his face and looked at the side of the earth platform. When he saw a man wearing a strange mask and shining blue light on the high platform. When he was pointing at himself with a long sword, he was suddenly scared and scared. The earth-colored leader turned the horse's head and greeted him. People and horses rushed in the direction of the road, trying to tear the mouth of the ambush circle with a crazy breakthrough.

Lu Zisong obviously did not let their wishes succeed. In the cover of the continuous crossbow, a large number of soldiers rushed to Mandagang and the soldiers who rushed down the Wulei Tutai, attacked back and forth, and blocked the retreat of the Beirong soldiers. In a few days, Lu Zisong, who took the enemy's horse, took the lead, entered the defeated camp, and went straight to the leader. And go.

The two fought against each other. After a few moves, the leader was shot down by Lu Zisong. As soon as the Beirong soldiers saw that their leaders were shot down, they were even more confused. Several Beirong cavalrymen shouted and rushed to Lu Zisong with their knives, but they were killed by Lu Zisong decisively. Their brains and blood splashed everywhere, and no one saw them. Don't be afraid.

To deal with the Beirong cavalry who dared to go forward, Lu Zisang turned around and looked. The leader was holding his head and lying on the ground, shivering like a sieve. "Get up, ask your person to get off the horse quickly and surrender, or you will definitely be cut off!" Lu Zisong was so murderous that he forgot that the words between the two sides didn't make sense. He just shouted loudly to deter the Beirong people, regardless of whether the other party could understand.

It's strange to say. Under Lu Zisong's fierce shout, the leader of Beirong suddenly straightened up and raised his hands. Before Lu Zisong could realize what his intention was, the leader cried and kowtowed vigorously to Lu Zisong. Every time he kowtowed, his arms were straight. Luo, and he seemed to be repeating the same sentence, which made Lu Zisong stunned on the spot for no reason.

It doesn't matter if the head of Beirong's worship. His subordinates, who were still stubbornly, saw this situation, and then they also dropped their weapons one after another. They fell to the ground and bowed to Lu Zisiao in the same posture. Lu Zisang and the generals were surprised and uncertain. They were afraid that it was Beirong people who cheated, and did not dared to ask them up for a while. Come on.

Suddenly, the direction of worship of the Beirong people changed a little. Not only towards Lu Zisang, but also behind Lu Zisang, he worshipped more fearfully and hard. Lu Zisuan turned his horse's head and followed the eyes of the Beirong people. Seeing Huanying surrounded by generals, he was inspecting the battlefield and walking towards this direction. At this moment, Huan Before the lingering mask was taken off, in the light afterglow of the evening, there was still a strange brilliance. Lu Zisong suddenly realized something and couldn't help laughing, "Take them all in custody and wait for me to ask someone to ask questions!" Lu Zisang ordered the generals to go.

"Congratulations, General Lu. General Lu is so brave that he has really captured the leader of Beirong alive." Huanying came to Lu Zisong's horse and looked at the remnants of Beirong one after another. He was pushed by his subordinates and escorted to a subsidium under the platform.

Lu Zisong turned over and dislod his horse, arched his hand and said, "Oh, thanks to the commander-in-chief's power, we can successfully capture this guy!"

"Me?" Huanxuan said shyly, "General Lu is too modest. This battle is the first achievement for General Lu. Do you dare to be greedy?"

Lu Zisong smiled and said, "I'm not sure who has the first merit now. In fact, Lu doesn't care about the first merit. Lu just wants to make a bet with the general. I'm afraid that the general has already been majestic in the northern grassland!"

"Headline?" Huanying said puzzled, "What is General Lu talking about? I haven't had time to change my clothes since Huaziling. If it hadn't been for the cold weather, it would have been stinky. Why talk about prestige?"

Lu Zisang was even more happy and said with a smile, "Don't be surprised. Let's ask later, and we will know!"

"Ask? Ask what? Hey, by the way, when it comes to asking, do you know why I wanted to capture the leader of Beirong alive? Huanxuan was a little unintentional joke, because a certain feeling of something was wrong, which had been pressing on her heart. Even the current victory could not dispel this kind of hidden uneasiness.

"This...why?" Lu Zisang was asked. He had been thinking about how to win. How could he worry about it?

"Do you think that leader will be Chinag?" Huanxuan didn't bother to go around in circles, so he simply picked out his own questions.

Lu Zisong thought for a moment and shook his head decisively and said, "It's nine out of ten. How can Chinag bring so few troops and be so easily captured by us?"

"You've got to the point!" Huanying looked at Xia Lengshan and said, "They are regular soldiers in Beirong, but why are the number of people much less than we expected? Is it just the leading force? If so, it will be troublesome!"

Lu Zisong looked smiring and said, "Yes, if we ambued only the leading troops, the follow-up troops will soon arrive here, but this place is no longer suitable for ambush!"

"Not only is it not suitable, but the most important thing is that we have lost a lot of arrows. When we meet a large number of Beirong cavalry, we can't last long, but now when it comes to withdrawing, I'm only worried that it's too late!" Huanxuan said in a low voice, "Even if all the horses that are still available on the battlefield are taken away, it is not enough for so many of us to retreat!"

"We can't withdraw. Once we withdraw, we will be passive. What's more, where will we withdraw?" Lu Zisang and Huan Ying looked at each other, and their faces were particularly solemn.

Huan Ying nodded, took the reins and handed it to Lu Zisang and said, "So now it is urgent. We must ask about the progress of the Chinager army. You get on the horse and quickly pick up Fu An'an. She knows the Northern Rong language, which is more convenient than us to ask!"

"Do you want to withdraw the ambush in Sodar Canyon?" Without saying a word, Lu Zisong turned over the horse.

"Don't withdraw yet. Let them stand by where they are. Just bring An'an here. Go quickly. I'll wait for you in Tutai!"