Chapter 1148 I only want Yuwen Ye's head!
"Heavy cavalry?"
Just as the battle had turned into a bloodbath at the front, the news finally reached the central command tent at the rear. Xiao Yuansui's face was so gloomy that even when he walked to the front of the tent and the sunlight shone on his face, he could not dispel the heavy gloom.
"Heavy cavalry..."
After repeating those four words once more, he frowned and looked at the third soldier who came to report the news: "How many heavy cavalrymen does he lead?"
The soldier said, "He led a force of about a thousand men."
"oh……"
Upon hearing this number, Xiao Yuansui's eyes were gloomy, but his brows relaxed slightly. Even Hua Ziying and Shi Yutao and the others unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. But then, the soldier said, "There are two other groups attacking us as well."
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes widened again: "There are two more routes?"
The soldier nodded: "Yes, they are also heavily armored cavalry, and there are nearly a thousand of them."
Xiao Yuansui gasped.
In other words, Yuwen Ye had no fewer than three thousand heavily armored cavalrymen under his command.
Three thousand...heavy armored cavalry...
At this moment, the soldiers who had been cut down by Yuwen Ye and scattered by his men's repeated attacks had been shown the terror of heavy cavalry by blood and death. But Xiao Yuansui understood even better the significance of a thousand-strong heavy cavalry force on the battlefield than they did.
Ashina Zhuxie, who was able to seize the position of Khan of the Western Turks in one fell swoop by colluding with Liang Shide, relied on his heavy cavalry the most.
However, raising such a cavalry force is extremely difficult. Not only is it difficult to select highly skilled soldiers, but it is also difficult to find warhorses that can carry heavy armor and soldiers wearing heavy armor. Training the cavalry is even more difficult. This whole process is very expensive and requires a great deal of energy and effort.
Unexpectedly, Yuwen Ye succeeded.
He had a full three thousand heavily armored cavalry!
However, in the battles before this, whether it was his attack on the eight passes of Luoyang, his confrontation with Shan Shiyu at Hulao Pass, or the several small-scale battles he fought against himself, he never sent anyone out!
He's hiding his true strength, waiting for the most crucial moment to unleash his attack!
Right now, his 100,000-strong army is stationed outside Hulao Pass, his cavalry's food supplies are almost exhausted, and the battle in Luoyang is even more intense. This is what he considers the most critical moment... Is that right?
Or perhaps, it's not just that.
Xiao Yuansui slowly turned around and looked at the wooden plank in the center of the central command tent. At this moment, the wind was howling, and it seemed to carry shouts from the front, a rumbling sound like muffled thunder. Even in the deepest part of the central command tent, they had to speak loudly to be heard clearly. In such a noisy environment, Xiao Yuansui seemed to be able to hear the heavy breathing coming from behind.
She might be the one Yuwen Ye wanted most in this battle.
Thinking of this, a ruthless glint flashed in Xiao Yuansui's eyes, a ruthlessness perhaps unfamiliar even to himself. He suddenly turned his head and said, "Hua Ziying, Shi Yutao!"
Upon hearing this, the two immediately stepped forward to receive the order.
Xiao Yuansui said, "You two will each lead five hundred men to meet the enemy."
He paused for a moment, then looked at Shi Yutao: "I don't need you to charge into battle, I just need you to assist me."
Shi Yutao was stunned and subconsciously wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he saw Xiao Yuansui turn his head again, his deep black eyes staring intently at Hua Ziying, as if he wanted to inject a bloodthirsty thought directly into Hua Ziying's heart, and say word by word: "I only want Yuwen Ye's head!"
"...!"
Immediately, they both understood.
Today's battle, ostensibly a fight between Xiao Yuansui's 100,000-strong army and the soldiers of Hulao Pass, is actually a battle between Yuwen Ye and Xiao Yuansui, who want to kill Xiao Yuansui and Yuwen Ye respectively. These two are the leaders and the core of their respective camps, the source of everything. As long as one of them is killed, the enemy's army will immediately collapse!
Yuwen Ye commanded three thousand heavily armored cavalry, which was indeed terrifying. Even without soldiers reporting detailed battle conditions, just hearing the words "three thousand" and "heavy armored cavalry" was enough for them to know what a fierce and bloody battle was taking place. The combat power of the heavy armored cavalry on the battlefield was enough to be worth ten or even more.
But they were facing an army of 100,000!
Even now, the charge launched by Yuwen Ye and others has not yet approached the central command tent, which proves that their limit is limited to this!
"yes!"
Hua Ziying and Shi Yutao responded in unison. After answering, Hua Ziying gave Xiao Yuansui a deep look.
Perhaps, after Yuwen Ye was rescued by Shan Tong'er and the group of monks that night, Xiao Yuansui truly fell into a kind of obsession. In the past, he would consider the big picture, success or failure, and not take the life or death of one person or his own emotions as gains or losses. But now, he is obsessed with taking Yuwen Ye's life. But no matter what, if Yuwen Ye can be killed in this battle, the situation in the entire Eastern Capital can indeed be turned around.
Success or failure may truly hinge on this one battle!
Hua Ziying let out a deep breath, then he and Shi Yutao turned and walked out at the same time. Outside, someone had already heard the general's order and immediately brought their warhorses. The two mounted their horses and led their respective troops away in a cloud of dust.
Xiao Yuansui stood in front of the tent, watching the dust rising in front of him, the sound of horses' hooves, and the whistling wind.
Meanwhile, behind him, he could hear the breathing growing heavier.
Although they hadn't taken a single step, their heavy breathing suggested they had endured some kind of torment, and they were in no better condition than the soldiers who had been struck by swords and trampled by warhorses at the front.
Xiao Yuansui gritted his teeth and revealed an almost ferocious smile.
No matter what, he would not easily let go of Shang Ruyi. If Hua Ziying could kill Yuwen Ye and bring him back with his bloody head... he even looked forward to seeing this scene, not to see Yuwen Ye's head, but to see how Shang Ruyi would react upon seeing it.
Will she still be so resolute for this man?
At the same time, Yuwen Ye pulled hard on the reins, and his fiery warhorse neighed and stopped. The blood on its body flew more than ten feet away, leaving a long blood trail on the ground.
The man and his horse were now covered in blood.
At this moment, their heavy breathing was filled with the smell of blood. When they looked up, they saw a river lying in front of them, but it was not the Yellow River that rolled in from west to east, but the Sishui River that flowed slowly from north to south outside Hulao Pass.
They once again broke through the enemy lines.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Yuwen Ye turned his horse around again. The army that had been thrown into chaos by their attack regrouped once more. Countless spears flashed brightly in the air. A mournful neigh was heard, and a warhorse reared up. It was clear that the horse was riddled with arrows, and spears and swords continued to pierce it, turning it into a giant hedgehog. Finally, it collapsed.
As he fell to the ground, the Xuanjia soldier on horseback also fell off. The surrounding soldiers immediately swarmed over him like ants, and roars and screams mingled together until blood mist rose.
Then came second place.
With bloodshot eyes, Yuwen Ye watched as his exhausted soldiers were pulled down one by one after being relentlessly attacked by the enemy.
One hundred thousand troops may be a number, but when it comes to something else, it's not just an ordinary number. It means that even if one were to fight ten, he would be defeated when the eleventh enemy charged at him. It also means that after several charges, he hasn't even reached the edge of the enemy's central command tent.
But this is not the time to give up!
Thinking of this, Yuwen Ye once again spurred his horse forward, but just as he swung his sword, he discovered that the Mo Dao in his hand was full of nicks and even the blade was bent!
More importantly, when he spurred his horse, the fiery steed beneath him stumbled.
It was tired too.
The heavy breathing of the man and his horse momentarily drowned out the deafening shouts of battle ahead, until a familiar figure broke through the crowd and rushed to his side once again. It was Xue Lin, who was carrying a spear that was dripping blood and charging towards Yuwen Ye with all his might. But before he could get close, his warhorse suddenly buckled at the front and collapsed to the ground.
"ah!"
Xue Lin let out a sharp cry. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, hurriedly turning to the side and landing on his shoulder, rolling several times before landing steadily. After getting up, he ran a few steps to Yuwen Ye's side: "Your Highness!"
Yuwen Ye looked at him, then at the horse behind him. The horse had fallen and was foaming at the mouth, unable to stand up.
The gun in Xue Lin's hand was missing its tip.
Yuwen Ye said, "Go back."
Upon hearing this, Xue Lin's eyes immediately reddened, and he hurriedly said, "Your Highness, didn't Your Highness tell me to follow you?"
Yuwen Ye said, "You can no longer fight."
"I--"
Xue Lin was about to say something anxiously, but when he saw the chipped knife in Yuwen Ye's hand, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Can Your Highness still fight?"
Yuwen Ye raised his arm and brought the Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) to his eyes. The blood on it had not yet dried, and only a section of the gleaming blade was visible, shimmering slightly in the sunlight. He then realized that the sun was beginning to set in the west, and they had been fighting for more than an hour.
No wonder he had some difficulty raising his arm.
He said, "I—"
Before he could finish speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew from behind, carrying a few drops of water. Xue Lin immediately opened his eyes wide and looked behind him with a surprised expression.
Yuwen Ye also turned his head away.
Shan Tong'er rode his horse, splashing through the huge water as he waded across the Sishui River. In his hands, he held two huge, heavy bronze hammers and a gleaming longsword.
And on horseback, the enormous divine bow was carried.
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