The sky is an endless clear blue, with fine dust floating in the sunlight.

Two cavalrymen marched at high speed on the grassland, rushing towards each other like a rushing tide.

Wei Dongqi stared at Pei Yue's figure. The scene outside Linqing City was still fresh in his memory. If Pei Yue hadn't killed his lieutenant with a knife, causing a flaw in the encirclement of the Wu soldiers, this Liang Guo dignitary and him

The guards would probably be besieged to death. Now the enemy was extremely jealous of each other, and he suspected that Pei Yue would follow suit and behead him again.

He was looking forward to this moment coming.

Wei Dongqi was able to become the commander of this cavalry not only because of his relationship with Xie Lin, but more importantly because he himself was a well-known martial arts master in the Wu army.

On the list of Dawu masters who were ridiculed by Chen Xizhi, Wang Liyang is now ranked second and Wei Dongqi is ranked fourth.

The two sides are getting closer and closer, only a hundred steps apart.

Wei Dongqi took a deep breath and concentrated all his strength on his waist and abdomen, just waiting for the sudden force to come out when the two riders crossed each other.

However, at this moment, Pei Yue suddenly turned his horse's head, and Jia Cheng, who was carrying the flag, followed closely behind him. The soldiers of the Zangfeng Guard who were running at high speed saw the handsome flag turning to the south, so they changed directions uniformly,

The smooth movements are like using arms and fingers.

The Xiwu cavalry moved forward indomitably, but the Liang cavalry turned around at the most critical moment. The two sides almost passed each other in an extremely tense situation. Many Xiwu cavalry did not understand what the situation was, and saw that the cavalry on the opposite side suddenly became

A long snake formation was formed, followed by the sound of bowstrings pulling that made their teeth ache.

Wei Dongqi's expression changed drastically and he shouted: "Rush forward! Quick!"

Pei Yue used a simple staggered formation to let the Tibetan front guards come to the side of the Xiwu cavalry. The two sides were sixty or seventy steps apart, which was the best angle for long bow volleys!

They set out from Linqing this time, each carrying two quivers, which were enough to shoot the eight hundred Xiwu people into hedgehogs.

The Western Wu cavalry burned, killed, and looted in the three prefectures in the north. There must be no problem filling their stomachs, because Guangping Prefecture is the largest granary in Lingzhou. This is why Xie Lin agreed to Chen Xizhi's plan. Faced with the unarmed people and the unarmed people,

The Xiang Army, this elite force of 800 people, is fully capable of supporting war through war.

But they did not carry bows and arrows, as Pei Yue had confirmed before outside Linqing City.

The people of Xiwu not only did not have bows and arrows, but also did not have heavy armor. The leather armor could not prevent Daliang's long bow and sharp arrows at such a close distance.

Two rounds of arrow rain killed more than ten people, and Wei Dongqi finally led his troops out of the opponent's volley range.

"If I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be a human being!"

Following Wei Dongqi's roar, the Xiwu cavalry quickly completed the circle turn and rushed towards the tail of the Tibetan front guard.

Nowadays, the sources of the Zangfeng Guard's sergeants are divided into two parts. One is the veterans of the Southern Camp he brought out from Kyoto, and the other is the border army officers and soldiers mainly composed of the Western Water Village Cavalry. After returning from the border pass, he defeated these two groups of people.

They were organized haphazardly and were not divided into ten hundred-man teams according to the Daliang military system, but two hundred-man teams, led by Wei Rui and others.

Seeing the Xiwu people chasing after them like crazy, Pei Yue calmly said to Jia Cheng: "Are you afraid?"

Jia Cheng shook his head vigorously.

Pei Yue smiled calmly, then galloped out on his horse, raised his right hand and waved it left and right twice. Wei Rui and others behind him understood, and five Centuries followed him in parallel and continued to rush south.

This time was different from the battle outside Linqing City. At that time, Wei Dongqi was worried about encountering an ambush by Liang Jun, so he was very cautious. Even if Pei Yue killed his deputy general, he never followed too closely. Now he is running rampant in Sanfu.

Without resistance for more than half a month, the arrogant and powerful generals under him had already regarded Liang Jun as nothing. How could they accept the reality of losing more than ten people in one encounter?

Although Wei Dongqi could force these people to stop, he did not do so.

Nearly two thousand cavalrymen ran wildly on the flat and vast grassland. The Xiwu people almost bit the tail of the Tibetan front guard several times, but they were just a little short of each other. It seemed that they were within reach, but in fact they could never catch up.

"Wait!"

"put!"

Pei Yue's voice was extremely loud, and his simple instructions allowed the soldiers to move without any hindrance.

Arrows continued to fly out and landed on the heads of the pursuing Xiwu people.

They were extremely frustrated because they had never fought such a battle before!

The sharp arrows kept harvesting the lives of the comrades around them, but they could never catch up with those hateful Liang people.

Pei Yue kept looking back to observe the situation, accurately controlling the speed of the team's advance, so that the Xiwu cavalry could not catch up and at the same time give them a glimmer of hope. The essence of Bangkok's evil tactics lies in the cavalry's ability to mount and shoot, and the general's command of the battlefield.

Judgment of the situation. In layman's terms, this tactic is like flying a kite. The string cannot be stretched too tight or too loose. Only by grasping the balance point can the maximum result be achieved.

Jia Cheng never thought that he would face the battlefield directly, let alone have such a combat strategy.

In the past years, he immersed himself in the pile of old papers to look for auspicious moments in history, followed the footsteps and eyes of the sages and measured the picturesque mountains and rivers in the world. At that time, his ideal was to be a great Confucian who could manage the world, and

He is not a pedantic and conservative pseudo-Taoist, so he not only knows how to read, but also understands the harm of not working hard and not distinguishing grains. He uses all his spare time to help his parents with farm work.

It's just that the world is strange. His talent and good physique cultivated through exercise did not help him achieve greater achievements in studies, but instead made him a competent flag-bearer.

Following Pei Yue, Jia Cheng looked at the howling Xiwu people behind him from time to time. When he saw someone being hit by a sharp arrow and falling off his horse, he would applaud fiercely in his heart, and at the same time he became more and more in awe of the young dignitaries in front of him.

"Catch them and kill them!"

Wei Dongqi roared loudly. Although the shameless Liang Jun in front kept throwing sharp arrows backwards, there was no hesitation or hesitation on his face.

In close combat, the sword is king!

This is a generally accepted statement by the soldiers of the Western Wu Dynasty. Three hundred Wang family members rushed to the front, constantly using their swords to deflect the flying long arrows.

The Wang family's children came to Daliang with high hopes from their family, and had shown extraordinary bravery in previous battles. Now facing the almost rogue Liang cavalry, they chased after them with gritted teeth, and then continued to fall.

Wei Dongqi finally discovered where the problem lay.

After more than half a month of fighting, their mounts' leg strength was severely weakened. Even though he had paid great attention to protecting the horses and never ran long distances, the continuous transfer and fighting still caused damage to the horses that could not be recovered in a short period of time.

On the contrary, Pei Yue has 8,000 good horses. Even if he has two horses, he can choose the most suitable mount.

Comparing the two, how could the Western Wu people catch up with the Tibetan front guards?
Chapter completed!