Chapter 81: Heavy casualties

Meng Hu's single cavalry was like a sharp knife and wedged the Mingyue heavy army formation. In less than a moment, he broke out a bloody path in the dense heavy infantry formation. The barbarian cavalry, who had been trapped for a long time, followed closely, constantly striking the Mingyue heavy army's spear formation with the flesh and blood of people and war horses. Under the desperate impact of the barbarian cavalry, the gap widened and widened.

Almost at the same time, Xiong Batian also broke through the obstacles of Mingyue's heavy troops, and the two barbarian cavalry inside and outside finally met!

After paying the price of the death of thousands of barbarian cavalry, he finally dabbled a bloody road from the heavy troops of Mingyue who was waiting for the battle.

However, the heavy infantry that blocked the gap is worthy of being the elite of the Qingzhou Legion. Although the formation has been penetrated by the barbarians, they are not panicked at all. Under the command of officers at all levels, they squeezed hard from the middle to try to close the pried gap. However, this is obviously impossible, and the barbarians are definitely not vegetarians!

"Quick!" Meng Hu kept waving his spear and directing the barbarians to break out through the gap, "Start up!"

“Woo woo woo woo…”

At this critical moment, Meng Hu suddenly heard a long and distant horn sound in his ears. He looked up suddenly and saw a faint black line suddenly appearing on the vast horizon in the distance. In a vague way, the black line seemed to be slowly squirming. In less than a moment, it extended to the wings a lot and became much clearer.

“Rumbling…”

Soon, a clear rumble sounded in my ears, as if thunder was rolling from the sky.

Xiong Batian, who stopped beside Meng Hu, suddenly turned around, his ferocious eyes contracted instantly, and he said sternly: "Is this... the reinforcements of the Mingyue bandits?"

"Damn it."

Meng Hu cursed viciously and suddenly shouted loudly, "Xiong Batian, bring your tribe with you and block the enemy's reinforcements at all costs. Without the order of this general, no one is allowed to take a step back and never let them lean over!"

"yes!"

Xiong Batian responded with a loud promise, turned over and stepped onto a bossless war horse, and rushed out of the gap when he beat the horse.

When he reached the gap, he suddenly lifted the reins of the horse. The war horse under his crotch suddenly stood up and made a long neigh. The thunderous roar suddenly echoed throughout the battlefield: "Warriors of the Black Bear Tribe, come with me..."

Not far from the fire gap.

The more than a thousand cavalry of Dunzi had already hedged with Yao Mingyuan's cavalry team in the second round. The Tiger Regiment once again killed more than a hundred cavalry, while the Mingyue Imperial Army suffered even more casualties, with at least four or five hundred cavalry casualties!

Yao Mingyuan gasped violently with a sword in his hand, and there was a strange expression in his eyes.

Looking back at the cavalry team behind him, he had lost nearly a thousand cavalry. If he fought like this, he would probably not have many cavalry left after a few round trips. It seems that he had to change his strategy. Anyway, the orders Yan Ting gave him were also ambiguous. If he could win, he would fight. If he couldn't win, he would entangle. In short, just don't let this cavalry rush to pick up the trapped barbarians.

"withdraw!"

Thinking of this, Yao Mingyuan did not hesitate anymore, turned his horse's head and left after hitting the horse.

The main general is about to leave, and the remaining 4,000 Mingyue Light Cavalry is no longer interested in fighting. In fact, in the two rounds of confrontation just now, they were already killed by the tiger and wolf men of the Tiger United. These guys are simply not humans, they are all wild beasts, and they will never be willing to fight against wild beasts.

In an instant, more than 4,000 bright moon light cavalry turned their horses and ran around the fire.

Dunzi smiled grimly, and when he was about to order a chase, he suddenly seemed to have discovered something. When he looked back quickly, he saw a faint black line on the vast horizon to the east, and there seemed to be a faint sound of hooves in his ears.

Is this... reinforcements from the Mingyue Empire?

The general is responding to the trapped barbarians. If he does not find a way to block Mingyue’s reinforcements, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Without any hesitation, Dunzi gave up the cavalry team that was chasing Yao Mingyuan, turned around and rode his horse toward the brigade of Mingyue Cavalry swept forward. Suddenly, Dunzi raised the bloody sword in his hand and started to scream: "Brothers, kill..."

Outside Xiling City, the bright moon camp.

As the sky was getting dark, Situ Rui stood on the watchtower with his hands behind his back, looking southwest, and his whole body was like a petrified statue. He had not moved for a long time. He had been standing here for most of the day. Yan Changkong and more than a dozen division commanders also stood behind Su. Situ Rui could not go down, and they did not dare to go down.

Suddenly, a fast horse suddenly appeared on the official road in the southwest direction, galloping towards the sunset like a wind sweeping away the clouds. The rapid sound of horse hooves shattered the lonely wilderness. The cavalry on the horse's back stepped on the saddle and his hips were hanging in the air, and his whole body almost clamped against the moving horse's head.

Situ Rui suddenly looked moved, and his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened.

Yan Changkong and Qin Qi, who were standing behind Situ Rui, both pressed the clan and said, "There is news, and there is news from the Chief of Staff!"

In less than a moment, the fast horse had already rushed into the gate, and came to the towering watchtower like a wind swept away the clouds. The two guards who had been waiting under the tower quickly stepped forward and helped the exhausted messenger to the ground and climbed to the high platform. The messenger fell to the ground and gasped violently: "Report... to the Governor..."

Situ Rui's old eyes opened and closed, and soon became calm like a mountain, and asked calmly: "Tell me."

The messenger took two deep breaths and said at a very fast speed: "Our army won a complete victory in the Hermitage Wasteland and beheaded more than 6,000 levels!"

"What!" Yan Changkong frowned and asked, "Why are there only more than 6,000 levels? Isn't the barbarian cavalry enough to have tens of thousands of cavalry?"

The messenger lowered his head and said sadly: "More than 4,000 enemy cavalry have escaped, General Yao Mingyuan is leading the army to chase and kill him."

Qin Qi looked at Situ Rui and asked, "How is the casualties of our army?"

The message soldier's face suddenly became more and more serious, and he whispered: "Our army killed more than 3,000 people in battle, injured more than 1,000 people seriously, and... the chief of staff also sacrificed their lives for the empire."

"ah?"

"What!?"

Yan Changkong, Qin Qi and others were shocked when they heard this, and then they turned back to Situ Rui. In less than a month, the Qingzhou Legion killed two chiefs of staff in succession. In addition, Situ Biao, Tuoba Tao and Situ Hao who died earlier, Meng Hu was really full of blood debt to the entire Qingzhou Legion.

Situ Rui's expression was cold and calm, as calm as a mountain. In fact, his heart was bleeding. The attack on Situ Ruizhi this time was unprecedented. First, his only brother Situ Biao died in battle, followed by the confidant Tuoba Tao, and then the only son Situ Hao who had high hopes. Then two more years of helping Du Yu, and Yan Ting!

No matter how broad Situ Rui's mind is, no matter how he doesn't keep his personal grudges in his heart, at this moment, Situ Rui really hated Meng Hu to his bones. He has never hated someone like he is now, so much that he wants to peel his skin, suck his tendons, and even eat his flesh and blood...

In the dark wilderness, a team of cavalry was sweeping across the mountains and fields.

As the horse was neighing, one or two painful moans came from time to time, and the seriously injured soldiers were making wails before their death. The wilderness was lonely and the north wind was howling. Almost all the barbarians hung their heads, and the air was filled with depression, despair, sadness and confusion.

Meng Hu suffered the first defeat since his battle with the Mingyue Empire Army, and it was a crushing defeat!

When they set out, there were less than three thousand cavalry left. Even the more than one thousand elite soldiers of the Tiger Regiment were lost, and now there were less than six hundred cavalry left. Thinking of this, Meng Hu was bleeding in his heart. These more than one elite soldiers were all elite soldiers of a hundred battles crawled out of the pile of dead people. They were real elite soldiers, and they could all be ten!

But Meng Hu did not regret it. If he could do it again, he would still order to save people without hesitation. Meng Hu always believed that the saying: If an army's troops are gone, they can be recruited and trained again, but if the soul of an army is gone, they will never be found again!

It is actually not scary to lose a battle. What is scary is that the defeated soldiers and the soul is lost!

In Meng Hu's view, losing is like building weapons, like quenching. Every defeat is a quenching, which will filter out a layer of impurities, another defeat, and then filter out a layer of impurities. In the end, what is left is a hundred refined steel. The weapon is a magic weapon, and it is a tiger and wolf army that cannot be defeated or dragged down!

In the chaos army, Qi Diaozi always rode a horse and followed Meng Hu closely. At this moment, Qi Diaozi looked at Meng Hu again with awe in his eyes. He could not believe that this battle would be like this!

In Qi Diaozi's opinion, this is a classic ambush that can be recorded in the history of the war.

Situ Rui's wisdom is amazing, and the traps he designed are incredible and unpredictable. Meng Hu's command on the battlefield is unbelievable and his ability to capture fighter jets is even more incredible.

At least tens of thousands of Mingyue heavy troops and at least five thousand Mingyue light cavalry involved in the ambush, nearly a thousand large chariots formed three formations, and more than 20,000 cavalry troops arrived later. Such a powerful formation and perfect ambush, they failed to wipe out Meng Hu's more than 10,000 cavalrymen. After a bloody battle, nearly four thousand cavalry broke through the encirclement, and caused heavy casualties to the Mingyue Empire Army. A miracle, this is simply a miracle!

However, Meng Hu was not proud of his outstanding performance at all.

There is no doubt that this is a defeat, and it is a complete defeat. No matter how outstanding his command ability is, no matter how skilled his fighter jet capture ability is, it is always a defeat. No matter how perfect it is, it is still a defeat. What is there to show off when he loses?

Meng Hu now has only one problem, and the morale of the barbarians seems to be a little depressed.
Chapter completed!