Under the leadership of Chen Xianda and Gu Fan, the Zangfeng guards slashed and killed wildly, and scenes of barbarians falling appeared one after another.

This fight in the middle of the valley plunged the barbarian soldiers into deep self-doubt.

Since the troops were launched on March 4th, they have been asking for everything on the border of Liang for nearly two months. The Xuanhua camp was unable to stop them from invading the border villages and towns, and could only cowardly hide in the passes and big cities.

War can make people lose their minds and become crazy, and constant victory will strengthen this mentality. What's more, most barbarians have developed a rough and reckless character since childhood and do not know how to adjust their state at all.

Facing the wild beasts in the wasteland and the weak Liang border troops, they could easily gain an absolute advantage with their strong bodies and fearlessness. However, what they encountered today was those who had been tempered in the flames of war.

Hidden front guard.

Most of the time, the victory or defeat of a war is not a competition of individual prowess, but relies on the art of teamwork.

The tide surged up the dam, and the barbarians soon fell into fighting on their own. However, the Tibetan front guards were still able to cooperate extremely well. Coupled with the superiority of the cavalry, the barbarians' formation soon showed signs of loosening.

Liejiaomi, who was standing on a protruding rock halfway up the mountain, naturally saw this scene. He was shocked but remained silent because he saw that the main force of the Tibetan Front Guard in the distance was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that they would rush in soon.

In the valley.

"Big leader, the people below may not be able to withstand it, so why not surround them immediately and eat this cavalry!" A leader said anxiously, and several others also agreed.

The power of the Tibetan Front Guards exceeded their expectations. Although they had heard of the reputation of this cavalry before, hearing it was obviously not as good as seeing it, especially since the three thousand barbarians below were composed of warriors from several of their tribes.

If the battle is allowed to progress like this, even if the main force of the Tibetan Front Guards can be severely damaged in the end, their tribe will suffer heavy losses.

Liejiaomi remained silent, while Jun Xumi looked around at everyone and scolded: "The chief has long said that the only goal of this battle is to beat the Liang cavalry. Do you dare to disobey the chief's military order? If you continue to talk nonsense, you will be punished by military law.

Dispose of it!"

Everyone was speechless and didn't dare to speak. Suddenly one person shouted: "Big boss, look over there!"

Liejiaomi looked up, his eyes suddenly as cold as ice.

More than fifty feet south of the valley entrance, the main force of the Tibetan Front Guard suddenly stopped, staring coldly and calmly at the entrance between the peaks.

At the same time, a sudden change occurred below.

After the vanguard army broke up the barbarian formation like chopping melons and vegetables, it turned its horse's head unknowingly.

Liejiaomi's complexion changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Issue an order!"

Junxumi shouted almost at the same time: "Blow the drum and give the order!"

Several barbarians behind him beat the drumsticks with both hands, and the thunderous drums sounded in the mountains and fields. Countless tall barbarians instantly stood up in the mountains and forests on both sides of the valley entrance. They were obviously stronger and more powerful than the barbarians in the center of the valley. This is

The unrivaled "Chiluoli" of the Jiankun tribe across the wilderness means the most loyal warrior.

According to Liejiaomi's original plan, after the main force of the Zangfeng Guards entered the valley, "Chiluoli" cut off their retreat. The army hidden in the valley came out from the north entrance of the valley, trapping the opponent here.

Within a certain area, use close combat to offset the impact of the cavalry.

But how could things in the world go as he wished?

The main force of the Tibetan Front Guard stopped dozens of feet away from the entrance, and the vanguard troops rushing into the valley also completed their turn while killing the opponent's effective forces.

Chen Xianda wiped the blood spattered on his face and said with unfinished content: "His grandma, I really want to kill them all in one go."

Gu Fan looked back at the wooden village in the distance and the forest on the other side of the valley. A sneer appeared on his face and he said in a deep voice: "Don't be verbose."

Immediately, he rushed towards the mouth of the valley.

Halfway up the mountain, Lie Jiaomi watched helplessly as the opponent's vanguard army left corpses everywhere, then calmly turned and fired a carbine. Taking advantage of the fact that the strongest Chi Luoli under his command had not completely blocked the entrance, he pierced through the obstacle in an extremely cool manner.

Withdrew to the main force.

Especially the young man next to the general, holding a sword in his right hand and a spear in his right hand, killed five barbarian warriors in a matter of seconds. His martial arts skills were so high that those behind Lie Jiaomi looked panicked.

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.

On the plain outside the valley, the Zangfeng Guards stood motionless, like silent and resolute statues.

Liejiaomi's heart was boiling with blood. How could he not have imagined that his so-called planning was like child's play in the eyes of the other party? Pei Yue never thought about entering these mountains from beginning to end. The vanguard army was just in the valley.

After making a circle, he killed hundreds of barbarians and confirmed the situation here, and then took the opportunity to retreat leisurely.

He stared intently at the formation of hidden front guards like an iron curtain in the distance, and seemed to be able to see the mockery on the face of the young marquis in the middle.

An ominous premonition arose in Xie Jiaomi's heart, and he suddenly turned his head to look at his home in the north.

…

Go back in time to three days ago.

In the southeastern part of the wasteland, about 400 miles away from the border of Daliang, a cavalry of about 3,000 people rushed quickly. They all had one man and two horses, giving full play to the cavalry's surprise attack ability.

The leading general had an elegant temperament and was not like the bloodthirsty people on the battlefield. However, the fierce cavalry around him were in awe of him because he was the second commander of the Tibetan Front Guard and Pei Yue's designated successor.

Although Wei Rui did not follow Pei Yue to the Southern Zhou Dynasty and missed the battle that took place on the south bank of the Tiancang River, he had already demonstrated his ability to lead troops in the Western Region, and he had been strict in self-discipline since he took over the Zangfeng Guard.

The prestige in their hearts is extremely high.

"General, more than ten miles to the north is the location of the Ningcha tribe." A soldier shouted excitedly. He was a confidant of Shu Yi, the former commander of the Xuanhua camp. He had gone deep into the wilderness many times to contact some barbarian tribes.

Wei Rui nodded slightly and ordered calmly: "Speed ​​up!"

Although this cavalry was small in number, they were all elites carefully selected by him. They were originally going to be added to the Beiwei camp according to Pei Yue's order, but they had not had time to transfer.

The outline of the barbarian tribe has appeared in front of them.

"kill!"

Thousands of cavalry riding through the clouds roared over in a matter of seconds.

The Ningcha tribe is a medium-sized tribe among the barbarians, with more than 1,500 tribesmen. Most of the young and middle-aged people have been recruited by the Jiankun tribe. They are currently fighting against the main force of the Tibetan front guard near the Kuta Mountains in what they call the tribe. Those who remain in the tribe

They are all old, weak, women and children.

When the thunderous sound of horse hooves sounded in their ears, many barbarians ran out of their tents, and then a look of panic appeared on their faces.

The cavalry rushed into the tribal territory without any mercy and destroyed everything in an instant.

Wei Rui was as calm and indifferent as usual at this moment, because what came to his mind was the various tragic scenes he saw along the Daliang border.

What we did today was nothing more than blood repayment for a debt of blood.

About half an hour later, more than half of the Ningcha tribesmen were dead or injured, and all the little food they had had was looted.

Those who were lucky enough to survive sat paralyzed on the ground, looking at the Liang cavalry who grabbed a few tribesmen and then fled away, and then looked at the corpses everywhere around them, all of them trembled and howled.
Chapter completed!