At the foot of the pomegranate ridge, Zhao Yingqi slapped his thigh and shouted: "Oh! The champion marquis is the champion marquis, and he is invincible."

Many South Vietnamese knights watched Liang Xiao and others break through the formation throughout the whole process, and were also stunned by the cavalry shooting of Liang Xiao and others. They were even more excited by the power of the cavalry displayed by Liang Xiao and others. Liang Xiao easily defeated the four or five hundred Fujian Yue troops with only twenty cavalry. They had more than 400 cavalry and had mountain positions to rely on, but why were they afraid of Yu Shan?

Hearing Zhao Yingqi's cheers, the South Vietnamese knights couldn't help but cheer. After hearing this, Zhao Yingqi became even more excited. He ran to the drummer, grabbed the drum, and beat the war drum hard to cheer for Liang Xiao.

The sound of war drums echoed in the valley, like a thunder that lasted for a long time.

The soldiers of Minyue looked like earth, their morale was depressed and overshadowed.

The morale of the South Vietnamese soldiers was like a rainbow, with a sense of fighting spirit and a roar that shook the sky.

There are two worlds below the ridge. Because the psychological pressure brought by the superior forces of the Minyue Army was wiped out, the soldiers of the South Vietnamese were full of confidence and were full of confidence in defeating Minyue and achieving the final victory.

The soldiers of Minyue were frightened. They were already killed by Liang Xiao and others and were so nervous that they were only escaping. They almost forgot that there were enemies on the Pomegranate Ridge beside them. At this moment, when they heard the sound of war drums, they realized that they were not really safe. The power of the cavalry was too great, and one or twenty cavalry could cause such a situation. If all the South Vietnamese knights on the ridge were killed, how could there be a possibility of escaping?

At the same time, the defeated soldiers of the Minyue began to escape.

Liang Xiao rode a white horse and ran lightly on the hillside. Wherever he went, the soldiers of Minyue avoided him from a distance, like flowing water circumventing huge rocks, like wild animals avoiding bears and tigers, like walking birds avoiding eagles. It was like bowing his head, like worshiping, fear coexisting with admiration.

Zhao Yingqi saw this scene on the ridge and was envious and said to the guards around him: "This is what a man should look like."

The guards nodded in agreement. At this moment, Liang Xiao was also their idol. Although they had heard many stories about Liang Xiao before, they knew that Liang Xiao had once traversed the Western Regions and attacked the Huns, those were stories after all, and they were not real when they saw it with their own eyes.

What does it mean to be the best of the three armies? That's it.

What is invincibility? This is.

It is the wish of every passionate man to be able to learn riding and shooting with such warriors and to fight on the battlefield with such warriors.

When Liang Xiao and others returned to the bottom of the ridge, soldiers from South Vietnam flocked to the moon like stars. Zhao Yingqi ran over in person and reached out to hold the reins of the white horse. Liang Xiao hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Your Highness, I dare not take it."

"Dare to take it, dare to take it." Zhao Yingqi said with a smile: "First, you have created morale in this battle today, and we can support it for a while, so you have saved my life. Second, if a king is always going to show a little respect for the wise and humble demeanor, and to lead you, it is also to make me famous."

"Haha, since that's the case. Then I'm not polite."

"What's your relationship with you and me? Why are you polite?" Zhao Yingqi waved his hand. "Sit down and I'll lead you to the horse." As he said that, he led the white horse and walked all the way. Although the white horse was so majestic, it was not as good as the Dian horse. Zhao Yingqi walked on the road in the figure, turning it horizontally several times, winding up the mountain.

Seeing this, the soldiers of Nanyue were even more impressed by Liang Xiao. Zhao Yingqi was their prince and the future King of Nanyue. He led the horse, which was the supreme glory for the soldiers of Nanyue. It was a scene that they dared not even dream of, and all of this has now been fulfilled by Liang Xiao.

This is what Liang Xiao earned with his extraordinary military achievements. If you want to enjoy such glory, you must train hard, fight bravely, and break the army and kill the generals like Liang Xiao, and destroy them.

In the air, a hormonal atmosphere erupted.

Yu Shan returned to the camp and sat in the big tent.

A middle-aged witch doctor shaking a copper bell, circling the fire, singing and dancing, and talking every word.

After the witch doctor finished reciting the prayer, he picked up a handful of wood ash and pressed it on Yu Shan's face. The blood stopped, and the numb wound gradually regained consciousness. Yu Shan's cheeks twitched twice and took a light breath.

This tone has been cold to the bottom of my heart.

The witch doctor was startled and fell to the ground and kowtowed repeatedly. Yu Shan waved his hand and signaled the witch doctor to go out. He took a bronze mirror and wanted to see his appearance, but he hesitated again. He knew that he must be in a mess now. There was a wound on his face, both blood and dust, so he could not have the usual demeanor.

In fact, from the moment he fell off the horse, the image he had worked hard to create was ruined. The good horse he bought for 500 yuan was snatched away by Liang Xiao. He stood on the hillside like a stray dog, surrounded by hundreds of warriors, but he did not dare to attack Liang Xiao, showing his cowardice.

Five hundred people were beaten by Liang Xiao and twenty cavalry and were defeated. Is it because I was too incompetent or Liang Xiao was good at fighting and the power of the cavalry was too strong?

Yu Shan put down the bronze mirror and gently covered the wound on his face. When he thought of the cavalry, his face twitched involuntarily.

This was the first time he had witnessed cavalry fighting with his own eyes in his life, but it was not the first time he had heard of it.

In addition to the time outside Kuaiji City, he heard Liu Ju, Jing Zhao and others talk about the old things of the past many times. Liu Ju often sighed in front of him two things: one was that he did not listen to Huan Yuan's plan, and the other was that the Wu State had no real cavalry. Not listening to Huan Yuan's plan, the Wu army could not pass through Chenggao until his death; without real cavalry, the Wu army was passively beaten, suffered repeated damage, and in the end he was chased to the death, and the former king Liu Bin was defeated.

In Yu Shan's heart, he had long yearned for the combat effectiveness of the cavalry, which was why he spared no expense to buy horses from the Central Plains and bought two Western Regions horses at a sky-high price of 100 yuan. Having a cavalry, even if it was only a fifty-man personal guard cavalry, was his usual dream.

Liang Xiao took away his thousand-mile horse and destroyed his personal guards with a casual blow, but his heart was not dead, but he was even more enthusiastic.

Liang Xiao's victory is the best manifestation of the cavalry's combat effectiveness. Liang Xiao can defeat 500 of me with only twenty cavalry. If I have more than a thousand cavalry, who else can be my opponent in Minyue?

Yu Shan's mood was very complicated, and he couldn't tell whether he was joy or depression.

As footsteps sounded, Jing Ping walked in and bowed to salute. Yu Shan withdrew his thoughts, forced himself to suppress the anxiety in his heart, and asked, "How is your father's injury?"

Jing Ping sighed. "I have no life, but I am afraid I will not be able to get up in the short term. Prime Minister, I want to send him back to recuperate."

Yu Shan wanted to speak but stopped, and looked embarrassed. Although Jing Zhao was not a famous general, he was a person he could trust. Liu Ju surrendered to Han and became Lou Hou. Jing Zhao did not leave Minyue like other Wu people, but instead surrendered to him, giving him a right-hand man. He valued Jing Zhao very much, and Jing Zhao was also loyal to him. If it weren't for Jing Zhao today, he would have died under Liang Xiao's arrow, but Jing Zhao was seriously injured.

If Jing Zhao leaves, what should I do if the war here? He is the prime minister, but he does not have the experience of personally directing the battle. Especially the battle of tens of thousands of people. This is not a war of hundreds or thousands of people, and it can be directed by individuals. Tens of thousands of people involve too many things, unless there is considerable experience, it is difficult to properly dispatch it.

Yu Shan thought for a while before he said ambiguously: "Where is your father's opinion?"

Jing Ping lowered his head, thought for a while, and said, "Major, we roughly estimated that if Liang Xiao really had only four or five hundred people, the food and grass he had transported these days was enough for him to use for more than half a year. It is definitely not the best way to siege Shiliuling for half a year."

Yu Shan frowned but didn't say anything.

Jing Ping had a little hot face. The reason why Liang Xiao had so much supplies was because he was too timid that Liang Xiao devoted all his manpower and material resources to the transportation of supplies. If he had been braver at that time, even if he had gone out to harass him, it would not have been so relaxed.

"If the Prime Minister is unwilling to stop, there is another way."

"What's the solution?"

"Strong attack." Jing Ping took a breath and slowly spit it out. "At any cost, attack the mountains. Although the cavalry has strong impact, it cannot play much role in positional warfare. Our army has obvious advantages in military strength. If we force an attack, there may be a glimmer of hope. However, the casualties may be relatively large."

Yu Shan shut his mouth again. He understood what Jing Zhao meant. Siege was not good. Liang Xiao had enough supplies and was not afraid of dragging them. But he couldn't. The supplies of 30,000 troops were a heavy burden, and he couldn't always be here. Wars could occur at any time on the Western and Northern lines, and he needed the support of this main force.

There were only two ways before him: either take the initiative to retreat and hand over Zhangpu to Nanyue; or fight hard at any cost to seize the Soluo Ridge in a short time, capture Liang Xiao and Zhao Yingqi, and take the initiative.

It is said that there are two roads, but in fact there is only one road. If he took the initiative to withdraw, he would probably have done the final result. The war he launched had not yet obtained enough, but instead lost Zhangpu, allowing the Nanyue forces to invade the territory of Minyue and be surrounded by three armies. How did he face those opposing voices and how did he face the blame of the King of Minyue?

It's a headache to think about it.

"How many people are your father going to lose?"

Jing Ping looked at Yu Shan, hesitantly stretched out a hand, and shook it in front of Yu Shan. Yu Shan's face hurt, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes were not very clear. He glanced at Jing Ping. "How many? Five thousand?"

"If it goes well...5,000, if it doesn't go well, you may have to add another five,000."

Yu Shan took a deep breath, and then his cheeks hurt a sharp pain. He quickly covered his face and gritted his teeth tightly to prevent himself from cursing. Just for Liang Xiao and Zhao Yingqi, he might have to lose 10,000 people? This loss is too great. More than 30% of the losses will be a tragic victory or defeat. If you are not careful, it may lead to the collapse of the entire army.

"I... think about it again."

"Here." Jing Ping gave a deep salute and retreated stammeringly.

Yu Shan covered his face, but it was not that his face hurt, but that he felt a toothache and heartache. The losses of ten thousand people were too great, which made him unacceptable for a while. However, he trusted Jing Zhao's vision. Jing Zhao was cautious, so this probably wouldn't be too outrageous. Even if there was no need for ten thousand people, five thousand people would be inevitable.

Jing Zhao gave him his advice, and it depends on how he chooses now.

On the Pomegranate Ridge, there was a jubilation. Zhao Yingqi and other soldiers from Nanyue surrounded Liang Xiao and others, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was relaxed.

The white horse named Xinyue by Liang Xiao also became a star that everyone was watching. The soldiers of South Vietnam were used to seeing the short Dian horse, but had never seen such a tall and majestic war horse? When Yu Shan appeared on the Xinyue, they felt that this horse was different. Now that the horse is in front of him, he can appreciate it from a close distance. He also felt that this horse was extraordinary, and his every move exuded a noble temperament. The fur on his body was as smooth as silk, which made people love it.

Many knights came over, hoping to touch the divine horse from the Western Regions with their own hands, with longing and envy in their eyes.

Zhao Yingqi and Liang Xiao were familiar with each other and knew that Liang Xiao’s concubine was called Yueliang. There was once a white horse that died when Liang Xiao went out to the Western Regions. Liang Xiao named the horse Xinyue, so he naturally wanted to leave it to Hu Yueliang. Although he wanted it, he was embarrassed to ask for it.

I can't ask for it, I can only take advantage of the fact that this horse is still Liang Xiao and get closer.

The night was drooping, Liang Xiao, Zhao Yingqi and others stood on the ridge, and the eyes were endless. The camp of the Minyue Army was spread all over the valley, and the bonfires were like stars. Zhao Yingqi was in a relaxed mood and smiled.

"June, this battle should have defeated Yu Shan's courage? Jing Zhao seemed to be injured. I wonder if he would die?"

"It's true that you must be guarded." Liang Xiao put his hands behind his back, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Jing Zhao is cautious, but he is experienced. If he was the one who presided over the military affairs, there would not be too many accidents in this battle. If he died, with Jingping's qualifications, it would probably not be enough to balance Yu Shan. What kind of tricks would Yu Shan take? We cannot imagine, and we can only make the worst plan."

"The worst plan?" Zhao Yingqi was a little surprised. "What other plan can he have?"

Liang Xiao smacked his lips, looked around, and then walked forward two steps without hesitation. Zhao Yingqi understood and followed.

Liang Xiao said softly: "Don't forget that Yu Shan has 30,000 people, and even if the casualties of 10 to 1, he can afford it. We are different. These knights have not experienced real bloody battles. Once the casualties exceed 20%, their morale will inevitably be frustrated. If more than half of the casualties are killed, our troops will not be enough to defend the mountains and may be defeated. Therefore, if Yu Shan is cruel and wants to exchange two or three thousand people for your and my head, it will be a bit troublesome."

Zhao Yingqi blinked and was speechless for a moment. He thought for a long time and asked again, "What should I do?" He paused and said, "I think Junhou will definitely do it."

Liang Xiao laughed silently. Zhao Yingqi was indeed a young man. He couldn't hide his joy or sorrow, and his emotions fluctuated too much.

"Your Highness, the three armies can seize the commander, but every man cannot seize the ambition. If you want to defend the mountains and defeat Yu Shan, your will is the real key. Whether you become a famous general who wins the more with less, conquers the world, or retreats in the face of the battle, smile for Lu Xiang, it all depends on your choice. You and Yu Shan must have one person on this Pomegranate Ridge. The brave one wins when you meet on a narrow road. Your Highness, are you ready?"-

(To be continued.)

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