What was originally a sure thing, with a tenfold advantage over the opponent, was reversed after the first contact.
Li Ying's three hundred infantrymen did not participate, and Chunyu Qiong, Zhao Rong, and Bao Xin were all on the same side.
Nine hundred cavalrymen from the five schools of the Northern Army in the capital were slaughtered by one hundred cavalrymen, who were like tigers and sheep, leaving them with no chance to fight back.
The opponent's strength is truly terrifying!
It is said that Liu Wei, the King of Yunzhong, led this battalion of one hundred guards from the Hetao region along the Qin Straight Road, passing through Shangjun, a place filled with deserts, Gobi, and countless ravines.
Moreover, on the way, they were ambushed and killed by the remnants of the Southern Xiongnu who had surrendered to Dong Zhuo, the governor of Bingzhou.
As a result, they not only passed through Shangjun safely and arrived at Gaonu, but also slaughtered all two thousand elite Xiongnu cavalrymen they had dispatched and built a Jingguan (a mound of corpses) at Hengshan Pass.
At the same time, this Jingguan (a mound of skulls) has become a beautiful scenic line on the main road from Shangjun into Guanzhong!
This matter had been circulating among the people of Luoyang for a month.
Liu Wei's hundred guards were renowned in Luoyang for their bravery and skill in battle.
Now that Yuan Shao had witnessed their battle, he believed the legend even more.
The number of cavalrymen led by Chunyu Qiong, Zhao Rong, and Bao Xin was visibly decreasing.
Yuan Shao was in a dilemma: should he send his hundred Wuhuan cavalrymen to join the battle?
Murong Ping was also eager to make a move.
He was quite confident in the horsemanship and archery skills of his companions.
The strength of the Han cavalry was perhaps only due to their superior weaponry and equipment.
But for these people who grew up on the grasslands, it's about using their skills to challenge their profession!
Their equestrian skills could compensate for the lack of weapons and equipment.
Similarly, Murong Ping had an inexplicable confidence in his archery skills.
He shot birds at seven, eagles at ten, black bears at twelve, and eagles with a bow at fifteen!
With his archery bow, he was a force to be reckoned with on both sides of the Huangshui River, and he was invincible throughout the north and south of Wuwan Mountain.
"My lord, let us advance!"
Murong Ping finally couldn't help but ask Yuan Shao for instructions, "Although those hundred cavalrymen have the upper hand, they are also entangled by the cavalry of the three captains."
"We can turn the tide if our cavalry shoots down those eighteen riders on the hill."
"They haven't moved yet because they're waiting for us to make the first move!"
Yuan Shao's cold eyes saw the key point. He pointed to his head and shouted, "Bear with it! Wait for our reinforcements to arrive!"
"Warfare depends not only on strength, but also on intelligence!"
Murong Ping could only order his Wuhuan cavalry to remain calm.
After all, Yuan Shikai was the big spender!
Just then, a dark figure appeared from the southwest, and about three hundred people rushed over!
They were the personal guards of the three captains.
Last night, we launched a surprise attack on the villa in Beiman Mountain, but we fell for the empty city ploy and were lured to the north slope of the villa by torches, where we suffered heavy losses.
These personal guards and retainers were mostly close friends and family, and brothers.
The losses are usually minor, but those who die are usually one's own relatives.
Those who are alive will naturally seek revenge.
In terms of fighting spirit, they are the strongest!
"Our men are here!" Yuan Shao exclaimed, his spirits soaring. "Commander Murong, get ready!"
These three hundred men are definitely more reliable than Li Ying's three hundred county soldiers.
Murong Ping knew that with the arrival of these three hundred men, they could hold their ground and protect Yuan Shao.
Then their hundred Wuhuan cavalrymen can go into battle!
After all, Yuan Shao had an agreement with them that any beheadings would be converted into gold and silver.
I heard that capturing the leader alive would cost 10,000 gold coins, and beheading him would cost 5,000 gold coins.
Murong Ping naturally wouldn't let go of this lucrative opportunity:
"General, rest assured, we are already prepared for battle and ready to charge into the enemy at any time!"
"Then obey my orders..."
Yuan Shao drew his sword and pointed it forward, "Target: the distant hills. Capture the King of Yunzhong alive."
Murong Ping put his hand in his mouth and blew hard.
A sharp whistle rang out, and a hundred Wuhuan cavalrymen let out strange cries, as if the eighteen knights on the hillside were eighteen gold ingots.
The one in the center, in particular, was dressed in a unique way.
It must be Liu Wei, the King of Yunzhong, whom He Jin and Yuan Shao have offered a bounty of 10,000 gold to capture!
These Wuhuan cavalrymen didn't care whether the other party was a prince or a nobleman; for them, taking money and doing things meant charging forward without hesitation.
If you want to kill your brothers, your loved ones, or your closest friends, all you need to do is say one sentence:
"You need to pay more!"
Immediately, the hundred Wuhuan cavalrymen, led by Murong Ping, roared and charged toward the hill where Liu Wei was.
......
"I never expected them to launch a preemptive attack! And they're coming straight for us!"
From this vantage point, the entire battlefield was laid out before them. Yan Da saw over three hundred people approaching from the southwest and let out a gasp.
And the hundred cavalrymen who had been motionless finally moved. Liu Wei heard Yan Da's exclamation and coldly snorted:
"They must be Yuan Shao's trump card! Now that they've been brought out, let's kill them!"
Some of the seventeen riders from Yanyun reached out to soothe their warhorses, some adjusted their cloaks, and some stretched out their fingers to test the sharpness of their crescent-shaped blades.
This was their action before the battle.
Still as a virgin!
Swift as a rabbit!
Amazingly graceful!
Liu Wei also held the sword in his hand.
If he doesn't take action now, he won't have many more opportunities in the future!
Once he went to Youzhou or returned to the Hetao region, all he had to do was speak and point at the map, and Yao Guangxiao, Di Qing, Xue Rengui, Zhang Liao, and others would carry out his battle plans on his behalf.
All he had to do was cultivate his relationships with his several beloved concubines, conquer territories, and have many children and much happiness!
That's so boring!
Take advantage of the time you can still do it yourself!
"Commander Yan, before those infantrymen enter the battlefield, let's annihilate Yuan Shao's hundred cavalrymen, what do you say?"
"My lord, our crescent blades are already wailing and yearning for blood!"
The seventeen people, namely Yan Da, Yan Xiao Er, Yan Xiao San, Yan Xiao Si, Yan Xiao Wu, Yan Xiao Qi, Yan Xiao Ba, Yan Xiao Jiu, Yan Xiao Shi, Yan Shi Yi, Yan Shi Er, Yan Shi San, Yan Shi Si, Yan Shi Wu, Yan Shi Liu, Yan Shi Qi, and Yan Shi Ba, shouted loudly.
"A warrior who can traverse a hundred battlefields, a sword that can defeat ten thousand men!"
"I am willing to draw my sword and cut off the enemy's head."
Looking at the seventeen people around him, Liu Wei was filled with pride and shouted a poem!
The poem is filled with murderous intent that soars to the heavens!
The seventeen riders of Yanyun were thrilled that Liu Wei would personally join them in battle.
This time, Liu Wei was not their lord, but their comrade-in-arms.
They were not discouraged by Yan Xiaoliu's temporary absence.
On the contrary, because of Liu Wei's presence, the Seventeen Riders of Yanyun were filled with murderous intent as fierce as the sun!
"kill!"
Seeing that the hundred cavalrymen had entered within a hundred paces, Liu Wei brandished his sword, spurred his horse, and led the charge.
The seventeen riders from Yanyun immediately followed.
Eighteen men, eighteen riders, swept down the hill like a whirlwind, their chilling aura overwhelming the mountains and rivers.
kill!
The seventeen riders of Yanyun wore masks, their gazes sharp as knives, their silence speaking volumes!
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