Chapter 205: Encirclement
The handwriting on the letter was beautiful but powerful, and it was filled with Jiang Qingning's plans.
Jiang Baichuan stroked the letter paper, his eyes showing worry about his daughter being in danger on the front line, but also a sense of pride that "my daughter has grown up".
Jiang Qinghuai's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Father, why don't we do as Ning'er says? It's time for our Jiang family to take back what belongs to us."
Jiang Baichuan nodded: "Don't worry, I'm just a little emotional. I'll do as Ning'er said."
Jiang Qinghuai broke the tense atmosphere and jokingly said, "Father, you must be ashamed. Now everything needs to be planned in detail by your beloved daughter."
Jiang Baichuan glanced sideways, his eyes full of warning: "Dare to tease your own father? I will punish you when we get back. The entire army turns around! Let's go!" He shouted loudly and turned his horse back.
The army quietly and rapidly detoured towards the ambush location on the flank of Murong Feng's army designated by Jiang Qingning.
Two days passed quickly.
On the third day, at dawn, outside the main camp of Dagan, everything was silent except for the whistling cold wind that blew through the dead branches, making a whimpering sound.
However, beneath this dead silence were countless pairs of tense eyes and held breaths.
The camp seemed relaxed, but in fact, behind every shadow there were soldiers lurking, ready to strike.
Jiang Qingning, wearing a dark cloak, stood in the shadows inside the camp gate with Qin Xiu, whose face was still pale, waiting quietly.
"Here it comes." Qin Xiu's ears moved slightly and he lowered his voice.
In the distance, the low and dense sound of horse hooves came from far away like thunder, and quickly became clearly audible. The vanguard cavalry of the Northern Di people was like a moving dark cloud, rushing straight towards the outer patrol team of the Dagan camp.
"kill!"
The patrol team had almost no time to react before the Northern Di vanguard came attacking with swords.
“Now!”
Jiang Qingning threw off his cloak, jumped on his horse, and pointed his spear forward: "Soldiers! Follow me to kill the enemy!"
"Kill!" Qin Xiu roared at the same time, enduring the severe pain in his abdomen, and swung his sword to spur his horse.
The camp fence was suddenly pushed open, and the Dagan soldiers who had been lying in ambush for a long time rushed out brazenly.
At the same time, deafening shouts of killing suddenly rang out from the left and right wings. Qingzhi and Qingming each led a team of elite cavalry, and attacked fiercely from the flanks. In an instant, they cut off the Beidi vanguard troops in the front and surrounded them.
The vanguard generals of the Northern Di had never expected to encounter such a swift counterattack and ambush. Their formation was in chaos and the soldiers had been frustrated for several days. Now they received the order and the commander personally charged. They were like tigers descending from the mountains, fighting bravely and the battle was almost one-sided.
In just one hour, the 10,000-man vanguard of the Northern Di people was completely wiped out in front of the main camp, with corpses strewn all over the ground.
Fifty miles away is the main camp of the Northern Di people.
Murong Feng paced anxiously in the royal tent.
The vanguard team sent out had long passed the agreed time to report back, but there was no news at all. A strong sense of foreboding bit his heart like a poisonous snake.
Just when he was about to lose control and was about to send in more troops, shrill screams and chaotic shouts of killing suddenly came from outside the tent.
"Report! Your Highness! It's bad! Commander Qin Xiu of Dagan... Qin Xiu is personally leading a large force to raid our northern camp. The attack is fierce, and our brothers can't hold on any longer!"
"What?!"
Murong Feng was horrified and rushed out of the royal tent. He saw flames rising into the sky and deafening cries of killing from the direction of the camp in the north.
"Qin Xiu? How could he still be alive? And dare to take the initiative to attack?!"
Murong Feng was in a state of panic due to a mixture of shock and anger. He screamed fiercely, "Assemble, assemble the entire army immediately, hold on for me, attack with all your forces, and kill Qin Xiu!"
He hurriedly put on his armor and mounted his horse, leading the main force of the central army and rushing madly towards the camp on the north side.
There was chaos on the battlefield.
Qin Xiu did lead a group of troops to attack the Beidi camp, but it was more like a diversion and harassment. Murong Feng saw at a glance the figure in black armor stained with blood charging into the chaotic army. Who else could it be but Qin Xiu?
"Qin Xiu, you are not dead!" Murong Feng rushed forward on his horse, shocked and angry.
Qin Xiu wielded his gun to sweep aside a Northern Di soldier, then raised his eyes to look at Murong Feng. Although his face was pale, his eyes were as cold as a knife. "Thanks to you, I will remember that blow in my heart. I came here today to express my gratitude!"
He deliberately emphasized the word "thank you", his tone filled with cold murderous intent.
Murong Feng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Without saying anything more, he swung his sword and attacked Qin Xiu fiercely. The two men immediately engaged in a fight, and the armies of both sides were completely entangled in a fight.
On a high slope not far away, Jiang Qingning calmly overlooked the entire battlefield.
Seeing that Murong Feng's main force had been successfully attracted to the north and was fighting fiercely with Qin Xiu's troops, she raised her hand and swung it down suddenly.
"fall!"
The soldiers who had been lying in ambush on both sides of the hillside received the order and cut the ropes fiercely.
Rumble!
Countless huge rolling logs and rocks roared down the steep slope like a landslide, and smashed into the Northern Di army that was trying to reinforce Murong Feng's main force from the west with incredible precision.
Screams suddenly resounded throughout the valley. The Northern Di reinforcements were knocked to the ground by this sudden disaster, suffering heavy casualties. Their formation collapsed instantly and they fell into extreme panic and chaos.
Murong Feng, who was fighting with Qin Xiu, heard the huge noise and screams coming from the side and rear, and his heart sank suddenly.
He tried his best to force Qin Xiu to retreat, and when he found the time to look back, he saw the golden figure on the hillside, overlooking the battlefield with the indifference of a god.
"Jiang Qingning, it's you again." Murong Feng gritted his teeth, and their eyes met in the air.
Murong Feng felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, knowing that he had fallen into a trap again. This was another complete trap set by Jiang Qingning, and there was a traitor in his army.
Sure enough, the next moment Jiang Qingning's flag moved again.
Ye Xiao and Anyi led two elite cavalry units and penetrated the flank of the Beidi reinforcements that had been stunned by the rocks from the west like sharp knives, completely cutting off Murong Feng's connection with the western army.
In just half an hour, both retreat routes to the northwest were cut off.
Murong Feng looked at Jiang Qingning and Qin Xiu who were strategizing and pressing forward step by step, and then looked at his own army which was surrounded and beginning to panic. A huge fear and despair finally overwhelmed him.
"Break out, break out to the southeast, the army will retreat with me, retreat quickly!"
He roared at the top of his lungs, no longer caring about his face or ambitions, and only wanted to escape from this fatal situation as soon as possible.
The commander-in-chief was the first to call for a retreat. The morale of the Northern Di army, which had already been crushed, collapsed completely. The originally stubborn resistance collapsed in an instant. The soldiers turned around and rushed to the southeast to flee for their lives, and their combat effectiveness dropped sharply.
Seeing the opportunity had arrived, Jiang Qingning leaped down from the high slope, landing precisely on the back of the Qianliju horse led by his personal guards. He pointed his spear in the direction of Murong Feng's flight and said, "Chase! Whoever captures Murong Feng will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins and be granted the title of Marquis of Wanhu!"
"Kill!" The morale of the Dagan army was high, and they chased after the fleeing Beidi army.
Jiang Qingning took the lead, and the Northern Di soldiers fell to the ground wherever her spear passed. Her eyes were fixed on Murong Feng, who was fleeing madly under the desperate protection of his personal guards.
Seeing this, a Beidi deputy general who was loyal to Murong Feng roared and waved his sword to block Jiang Qingning's horse: "Protect the prince, leave quickly!"
Jiang Qingning narrowed her eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in them, and she didn't waste any words with him. Her movements were as fast as lightning, ruthless and precise. In just three or two moves, the deputy general was knocked off his horse and killed on the spot.
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