In the second competition, Zhao Ji still did not play.
Zhao Ji was originally a Confucian general, so it was really difficult for him to lead the troops into battle personally.
In less than two quarters of an hour, both sides had finished selecting their troops.
Those who are selected to participate in the charge are the elite among the elites.
Zhou Daogong and Yu Shizhong still served as the commanders of their respective units.
As the war drums sounded, both sides led their troops to charge into battle.
Both sides were fully armored, but the tips of their lances had been removed and wrapped with a thick layer of cloth.
However, even so, it would not be pleasant if one were knocked off one's horse while charging into the battle.
Those who are unlucky may also be trampled to death by war horses.
The distance between the two sides was not far, only two hundred feet.
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Basically, the cavalry will collide with each other as soon as they charge.
Yu Shizhong called Lu Xing over and ordered with a sly smile: "Your Highness has already ordered that you can lose the competition, but you must beat up that idiot Yuan Gui!"
"I don't know Yuan Gui!" Lu Xing was embarrassed.
"I know him!"
Yu Shizhong laughed, "Pay attention to the situation on my side. Find Yuan Gui and I'll send you a signal!"
"Okay!"
Lu Xing laughed, "It's a pity that Qin Qihu is not here, otherwise, he would have beaten Yuan Gui to the point of vomiting shit!"
"We'll beat this birdman till he vomits shit!"
Yu Shizhong laughed.
“Boom boom boom…”
As the two were talking, the sound of war drums suddenly became rapid.
This is the order to attack.
Hearing the sound of war drums, Yu Shizhong instantly put away his smile and roared murderously: "All troops, listen to my order: kill!"
"kill!"
Along with Yu Shizhong's roar, the three hundred riders roared angrily.
Although there is not much strategy involved in this kind of charge, the troops still need to be deployed.
The one hundred Blood-Clothed Soldiers led by Lu Xing rushed to the front.
Yu Shizhong and Fu Tianyan each led their troops to follow.
The three hundred cavalrymen charged at the enemy, shouting murderous cries.
Not to mention the 700 cavalry led by Zhou Daogong, even Emperor Wen and his men on the city wall seemed to be able to feel the murderous aura.
"The Sixth Prince's elite soldiers are indeed very powerful!"
Zhao Ji glanced at Yun Zheng with a squint, feeling a little jealous and envious.
You can tell at a glance whether a soldier has ever been on the battlefield.
Just from the momentum of these 300 people, you can tell that they are definitely veterans who have survived the brutal fighting on the battlefield.
These veterans who have survived hundreds of battles are the elite among the elite!
In comparison, their seven hundred people were much inferior.
Although those 700 men were elite soldiers sent by the six guards of the imperial city to support the northwest, they had not experienced too much blood and fire on the battlefield. Although they were numerous, they were already at a disadvantage in momentum.
It seems that there is no need to look any further into the outcome of this battle.
"General Zhao is joking."
Yun Zheng laughed, "General Zhao, this is also true that a strong general has no weak soldiers under his command!"
"Compared to His Majesty the Sixth Prince, what kind of a strong general am I?"
Zhao Ji smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for the bloodbath of the Sixth Prince in Hun Valley, the northwest would have been in danger! The Sixth Prince is indeed the best general in the world!"
What the hell?
What does Zhao Ji mean?
Is it flattery?
Yun Zheng was secretly confused.
It seems that Zhao Ji is a little dissatisfied with himself!
After all, I haven't offended Zhao Ji!
Could it be that he had defeated the Northern Huan and forced back the various tribes in western Mo, thus ruining his great opportunity to establish himself?
Not really?
We are all generals, wouldn’t it be better if fewer people died?
Or was it because he sent Yu Shizhong to lead his troops to besiege them in the valley?
While Yun Zheng was secretly wondering, the troops of both sides had already rushed together.
The people led by Zhou Daogong were indeed elite troops.
But compared with these real elite soldiers who have experienced many battles, there is still a big gap.
Under the powerful impact of the Blood-Clothed Army, Zhou Daogong's troops were directly torn apart. As the two sides' troops crossed each other, they continued to fight with their cavalry lances. More than a hundred people from Zhou Daogong's troops, who lacked battlefield experience, were knocked off their horses in an instant.
Unfortunately, only more than thirty people led by Yu Shizhong fell off their horses.
After one round of attacks, the winner was immediately clear.
The two sides exchanged positions and the sound of war drums stopped abruptly.
Neither side was in a hurry to start a new round of attack. They knew that once the drums of war stopped beating, it would give those who fell off their horses enough time to evacuate.
Otherwise, if they rushed forward again, someone would surely be killed tragically under the horses' hooves.
"I saw Yuan Gui!"
Yu Shizhong rode his horse to Lu Xing's side and pointed at Yuan Gui in the crowd: "That birdman is Yuan Gui!"
"Which one?"
Lu Xing stretched his neck and looked around.
There are so many people, and he doesn’t know which one Yu Shizhong is referring to!
"Just...just lower your head!"
Yu Shizhong still pointed at Yuan Gui, "That birdman must know that we will take special care of him. Look, look, that birdman's head is almost buried in his crotch..."
"That one!"
Lu Xing finally found Yuan Gui in the crowd and immediately ordered the people around him: "Listen up! The one with his head buried is Yuan Gui, who His Highness ordered us to take special care of. If I don't punish him today, I will punish you later!"
"yes!"
In an instant, all eyes fell on Yuan Gui.
Feeling everyone's gazes, Yuan Gui felt angry and afraid.
With so many people staring at him, he certainly knew that he had become the target of special attention.
Although his martial arts are not bad, these animals’ martial arts are also good!
The previous round of charge has fully explained the problem.
At this moment, Yuan Gui was thinking about whether he should resist and pretend to fall off his horse.
If he persists to the end, he will definitely be miserable.
Just as Yuan Gui was secretly complaining, Zhou Daogong rode over and said, "Yuan Gui, it seems that the other party has set their sights on you?"
“Yes… yes!”
Yuan Gui replied bitterly: "I have some grievances with His Majesty the Sixth Prince. His Majesty should have ordered those people..."
"Very good!"
Congratulations Zhou Dao.
“…”
Yuan Gui looked at Zhou Daogong in dumbfoundedness, cursing all of Zhou Daogong's ancestors frantically in his heart.
Where the hell are you from?
I'm being targeted, and you're still cheering?
Facing Yuan Gui's gaze, Zhou Daogong couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and said with a dark face: "You have also seen the strength of the opponent! If we continue to charge like this, we will definitely lose! Since the opponent is so concerned about you, you can be used as bait to attract the main force of the enemy. I will lead my troops to wait for an opportunity to attack the opponent's main general! Only in this way can we have a chance of winning!"
Bait?
Yuan Gui's face twitched violently and he almost cursed at Zhou Daogong.
Fuck your grandma!
You want to win and use me as bait?
Don’t you ever think about what would happen if I were killed or maimed by those beasts?
Before Yuan Gui could say no, Zhou Daogong said sternly, "This is an order! You must listen to me clearly, you must hold back the enemy's main force! If you dare to disobey me, I will report to the emperor and punish you for being afraid of fighting!"
Listening to Zhou Daogong's words, Yuan Gui's heart suddenly burned with rage, and he roared with grief and indignation.
Zhou Daogong!
I'll fuck your grandma!
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