Wang Zheng already knew clearly about Qin Ling's actions, which he thought were secret. Especially after he entered the territory of the Tang Dynasty, Wang Zheng kept a close eye on his movements.

When Wang Zheng realized that this guy was coming for him, he couldn't help but smile strangely.

What Wang Zheng was most worried about on this trip was that the old fox Lu Dongzan would retreat to the plateau before winter after testing him. Now that Lun Qinling was here, Wang Zheng felt much more relieved.

It is said that one should make plans before a battle. The one who makes more plans will win, while the one who makes fewer plans will lose.

Before setting off, Wang Zheng had already made all the necessary arrangements. At this time, Wang Zheng did nothing. He just marched as usual every day, silently waiting for Lun Qinling's arrival.

As the raid on Qinling was a long journey and the battle was taking place within the territory of the Tang Dynasty, there was no way to slowly look for opportunities to fight. Three days later, the two groups of people met on a small plain.

This kind of terrain suitable for a mass charge of war horses is rare in Shuzhong. It seems that Lun Qinling had made some calculations.

Looking at the traffic jam of more than ten meters on the road, Lun Qinling couldn't help but twitching his cheeks. Under normal circumstances, more than four thousand people could move all of this away in minutes, but the one thousand archers on the opposite side would not give them even a moment of time.

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Zan Po hesitated for a moment and reminded, "Second brother, do you think that with Wang Zheng's plan, the road on the other side will be easy to walk on?"

Zanpo finally agreed with his brother's opinion, and the two of them each led two thousand cavalrymen to launch a charge, and they really succeeded in one charge.

Morale cannot be used as a means to kill the enemy, and abandoning horses and charging is a big mistake. For a moment, the area in front of the chariot formation became a meat grinder. A volley of a thousand arrows was enough to block a road seventy or eighty meters wide.

It's not a nice thing to say that you're sending your head thousands of miles away, but I have to try again no matter what.

When the cavalry launched the charge, Wang Zheng's soldiers had already put on their winter clothes, and then pulled out the two handlebars of the wheelbarrow, which were two three-meter-long bamboo spears. When combined together, they became six-meter-long spears.

Watching the four thousand cavalrymen enter the trumpet-shaped gate, Wang Zheng waved his hand and led the army slowly forward.

With the spear formation in front and the longbowmen behind, the 1,000 cavalrymen lost 20% of their numbers in the rain of arrows, and another 20% of their numbers were directly lost in the collision with the spear formation. In just a short period of time, another round of arrow rain came and took the lives of 200 cavalrymen.

He didn't know why, even though he had divided his troops and abandoned his horses to charge forward for a while, Wang Zheng was still pressing forward step by step. This man was really cautious to the extreme and didn't even give him any chance.

"kill."

"kill."

The army formation faintly appearing behind him reminded Lun Qinling that now was not the time to hesitate and he had to make a decision as soon as possible. Otherwise, when Wang Xiao's large force arrived, he might really have to stay here forever.

Now they can only pin their hopes on the two thousand men on the hill, hoping that they can win the close combat by relying on their numerical advantage. Looking at the soldiers slowly pressing forward from behind, Lun Qinling couldn't help but become a little anxious.

In a simple test, seven or eight hundred riders were lost. Looking at the more than two hundred riders who escaped, the tall and burly Zanpo swallowed his saliva, looked at Lun Qinling and said, "Second brother, let's go back. It's not too late."

Lun Qinling once again looked at the soldiers running on the surrounding hills and the army formation on the opposite side, estimated and said: "Even if there is an ambush on the opposite road, the number of people cannot be too large. There is no way that our 4,000-plus troops cannot fail to break out."

Lun Qinling looked at the soldiers running on the surrounding hills, groaned for a moment and said: "There are only five or six thousand soldiers around Wang Zheng now. This time we will move our entire army forward and look for opportunities from the side.

"Everyone dismount, half of the soldiers go around the hill and attack from the top, and the other half charge head-on. There are only a thousand people ahead. We can go home as long as we kill them all. Otherwise, we will have to stay here forever. Kill."

As long as we catch Wang Zheng, or his family, we will win completely. If that doesn't work, we can just rush through and leave from that side."

Seeing the 5,000 cavalrymen appearing, Wang Zheng's first thing was to divide his troops and send out 4,000 of them. These people would go around the cavalrymen from the surrounding hills within half an hour and form an encirclement.

After the first round of attempts, Lun Qinling realized that his attack this time might be meaningless, but he was reluctant to leave just like that.

Wang Zheng's army was surrounded by wheelbarrows, so there was no chance at all. The two brothers no longer had the heart to even try.

The remaining four hundred men were no longer a threat to the spear formation, and when they turned around and left, they left half of their men behind.

Although the surrounding hills are not high and people can climb up easily, it is difficult for horses to get up in a short time.

I don't believe he is defending every direction so tightly. With 4,000 cavalry against 6,000 infantry, we still have a great chance of winning.

There was indeed an ambush on the opposite side, and there were indeed not many people, only a thousand soldiers. However, a thousand soldiers meant a thousand wheelbarrows, and these wheelbarrows were enough to completely block the road.

"Okay, let's try it again."

If Wang Zheng dares to speed up and rush over at this time, the formation will inevitably become messy. If Lun Qinling organizes his men to turn around and charge again, he may have a chance. As long as he can catch Wang Zheng, not only can Lun Qinling's current situation be reversed, even the outcome may be changed.

After one round of charge, Lun Qinling had to withdraw his soldiers. The loss was too great. In just a few minutes of contact, five hundred soldiers were lost. If they had held on a little longer, it was possible that the entire army would have been wiped out.

Just when Lun Qinling was secretly cursing Wang Zheng for being a coward, Wang Zheng's army formation immediately became chaotic, and then many soldiers ran towards him. Lun Qinling's eyes lit up, and he immediately organized the soldiers to mount their horses, planning to charge and directly disperse Wang Zheng's troops.

As soon as Lun Qinling launched the charge, the soldiers on Wang Zheng's side immediately retreated, and soon a forest of spears was established, forcing Lun Qinling to slow down his horse.

What just happened has proved that with such a dense formation of spears and archers to support them, charging forward with cavalry would only lead to their deaths.

Lun Qinling realized that he had been fooled, and although he was a little annoyed, he was able to remain calm.

When he was about to turn around and break out from the other end, he found that the two thousand soldiers led by Zanpo had been reduced to a handful in such a short time, and there were only a thousand people on the opposite side.