He offended Liu Wei first and then provoked this great war. If he were to surrender to Liu Wei, would he have any chance of survival?
The only option now is to treat this prince's troops as the Black Mountain Army and continue fighting. As for the prince, let him be buried in this mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
As long as we win, everything is negotiable!
I heard that the General and the Empress of Luoyang want to kill this prince.
Thinking of the tragic deaths of his two younger brothers, Gao Lan hardened his heart: "Not only do the rebels refuse to surrender, but they also intend to resist! Issue the order: anyone who kills any rebel leader will be rewarded with a hundred taels of gold and promoted three ranks!"
The military commander beside Gao Lan also saw the current situation and suspected that the enemy might not be the Black Mountain Army, but more likely the imperial army!
Their combat skills and equipment were far superior to those of the Black Mountain Army entrenched in the Taihang Mountains!
Otherwise, how could a dozen or so men from both sides be so unafraid of a thousand cavalry charging, and how could a hundred cavalrymen break through the defenses of the infantry square?
You have to understand, Han Fu spent a lot of money to build these three thousand infantry and cavalry; they couldn't possibly be so easily defeated.
Hearing Gao Lan give this order, he hurriedly said, "Prefect, are we mistaken? The enemy really is General Zhenbei's men, otherwise how could their fighting strength be so strong?"
"Let's stop right away! Otherwise, all of Lord Han's hard work will be wasted!"
"My two younger brothers are dead! Stop? How can I stop?" Gao Lan's dark face turned gloomy and terrifying.
"If you insist on going your own way, I won't play along!" Sima immediately flew into a rage, preparing to ride away with his trusted men.
Suddenly, Gao Lan thrust out with his spear.
When Gao Lan's confidants saw him make a move, they also attacked the guards around Sima.
Blood filled the sky in an instant.
"Gao... Gao Lan, you scoundrel, how dare you kill me?" Sima didn't expect Gao Lan to attack him. Gao Lan stabbed him in the chest, and blood gushed from his mouth.
"Facing the enemy army, you dare to fight! You've disrupted morale, you must die!" Gao Lan said through gritted teeth, twisting and drawing his spear.
Sima died with blood gushing from his chest like a spring, his eyes wide open in death.
"Cut off his head and display it to the public. Anyone who tries to stop will be beheaded!"
"Pass down the order: fight the enemy with all your might, kill the bandit leader, and wealth and glory will be yours for the taking!"
Fearing both sides, they charged forward with all their might.
Although both flanks suffered setbacks, they still had a numerical advantage.
Gao Lan's cold gaze swept across the entire scene. He discovered that although the eight hundred cavalry on the right flank outnumbered the rest, their fighting strength was the weakest.
The left and right infantry first engaged the enemy's thousand cavalry, then one or two hundred of his thousand cavalry were separated to entangle more than twenty men, while the rest went to help the left wing infantry annihilate the eight hundred cavalry.
Finally, with two or three thousand infantry and cavalry, wouldn't it be easy to subdue the remaining hundred or so riders?
"Send another five hundred cavalrymen to the left flank!" Gao Lan ordered again.
Immediately, orders were given to the left and right to quickly relay the message, and five hundred cavalrymen were dispatched to attack the left flank.
After Zhang Yan and Zhang Bai's eight hundred cavalrymen paid the price of more than two hundred men, they finally broke into the left flank of the infantry formation.
The two men hacked and slashed indiscriminately, determined to recoup their losses with interest.
However, when more than 500 cavalrymen suddenly attacked, Zhang Yan immediately felt the pressure increase.
Liu Wei originally thought that with his strategic planning and superior troops and equipment, he could easily defeat Gao Lan and make him surrender quickly.
But to everyone's surprise, Gao Lan not only did not suffer a defeat, but attacked even more fiercely.
At the same time, five hundred men were dispatched to attack Zhang Yan's side.
"The arrow whistles towards the sky!"
Liu Wei frowned and said to Murong Ping beside him.
This internal strife can't continue; we need to resolve the battle quickly.
Murong Ping immediately switched to another arrow, shot it into the sky, and the whistling sound pierced the air.
Boom!
At this moment, not far behind Gao Lan's cavalry, a cloud of dust rose, and a thick black line appeared on the hillside!
Flags fluttered, and armor gleamed.
500 Guan Ning Iron Cavalry!
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