At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 273: The Xiliang Iron Cavalry is Destroyed in a Fierce Battle
"Line up to meet the enemy."

Yuwen Wu raised his spear: "The order given to us by the Marquis is to hold off Chen Qingzhao for a long time."

"I'll add a little more. We have 10,000 brothers. We have to hold them off for at least one day to buy enough time for the Marquis to flatten Jizhou City."

"I think everyone knows what life was like for the three states of Jiyou under the banner of King Xie."

"You should know what kind of person that prince is."

"This battle, in a small sense, is to restore the reputation of our brothers in Youzhou Cavalry. In a big sense, it is for the people of the three states and for us old soldiers in Jizhou to have a place to settle down in the future."

"one day."

Yuwen Wu rode his horse and slowly circled the 10,000-cavalry formation. "Do you have confidence?"

"Have."

Everyone shouted in unison.

"It's good to have it."

He said: "Eat all the dry food, drink all the wine, and don't leave a single grain of food for Chen Qingzhao."

"Haha, in ancient times, people fought with their backs to the water. Today, we have to fight with our backs to the mountain."

Yuwen Wu laughed loudly, and led more than ten thousand cavalrymen to set up a battle formation in the valley in front, quietly waiting for the arrival of the 150,000 troops led by Chen Qingzhao.

Two hours later, the mighty Jizhou cavalry appeared in sight, with smoke rising into the sky, the earth shaking, and murderous aura coming towards them.

Chen Qingzhao was leading the way, standing at the front. A scout came to report: "General, there are the main force of Xiliang cavalry in the valley ahead."

"How many people are there?"

Chen Qingzhao slowed down and asked with a frown.

"About ten thousand."

"not good."

He said, "Xiao Han is going to leave 10,000 cavalry to delay us, while he will lead the remaining light cavalry to raid Jizhou City."

"The vanguard is not doing well. Push forward and break through Xiliang's rear cavalry in the shortest possible time."

"woooooo"

"woooooo"

The loud sound of trumpets resounded through the sky. The war broke out before the sun rose into the sky.

The 40,000 vanguard troops of Jizhou fought against the Xiliang cavalry led by Yuwen Wu.

Facing the Jizhou cavalry whose number was several times their own, the ferocity shown by the Xiliang cavalry made Chen Qingzhao frown.

For a full three hours, the elite troops under his command failed to break through the defense line of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry.

On horseback, Chen Qingzhao looked out at the battlefield ahead. The air was covered with a layer of blood mist. The ground at the foot of the mountain had turned into a hell on earth, with corpses lying all over the place and blood gathering into streams.

All 40,000 cavalrymen were deployed to the battlefield. The sun was gradually setting and it would probably take at least half a day.

At such a critical moment, not to mention half a day, even a few hours would be enough to accomplish a lot of things.

"How long will it take for the rear troops to arrive?"

Chen Qingzhao's face looked very ugly. His Yuwen Wu was also a fierce general in Jizhou.

However, in the Battle of Changshan, he surrendered to Xiliang and led 20,000 Jizhou cavalry to join Xiao Han's army.

His former comrade-in-arms blocked his steps, which made Chen Qingzhao extremely angry, and his fists were clenched so hard that they made a crackling sound.

"Half an hour."

The general was helpless.

An army of 150,000 soldiers, carrying a large amount of baggage, was a burden. In order to catch up with Xiao Han, Chen Qingzhao left 100,000 soldiers behind and led 40,000 light cavalry, with each man riding two horses, in hot pursuit.

However, they were blocked by Yuwen Wu and his ten thousand men, making it impossible for them to move forward.

Less than half an hour later, eighty thousand cavalry arrived first and rushed into the valley. The setting sun was dim and the sun was setting in the west.

In the valley, the ground was littered with broken pieces.

There were fewer and fewer comrades around Yuwen Wu. A spear pierced Chong Oulaide's Jizhou soldier, and he wiped the blood off his face.

Looking around, everything was blood red.

"Formation."

Yuwen Wu yelled, "Zhou Tong, go gather some men."

After several hours of fierce fighting, only two or three thousand of the ten thousand comrades were left. They abandoned their horses, picked up long swords, formed an infantry battle formation, and resisted the Jizhou cavalry's charge, wave after wave.

"Fight to the death." Zhou Tong was pierced through the shoulder by a spear from the Jizhou cavalry general. With a ferocious look on his face, he took a half step back, then rushed forward with the spear tip, slashing with his long sword, and the man and horse were torn into pieces.

He roared to the sky and let out a roar.

"No retreat."

"No retreat."

These two or three thousand men fought more and more bravely. Their comrades kept falling down, but those who survived immediately filled the vacant positions.

Three thousand people.

Two thousand people.

One thousand people.

Eight hundred people.

The cold moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft glow that illuminated the lonely valley in the setting sun, making it appear bright red. Among several generals, only Yuwen Wu was still alive.

There were only five hundred soldiers left by his side, all of them were wounded, their armor was broken, and their long swords were full of gaps.

There were corpses everywhere, including those of Jizhou soldiers and Youzhou soldiers.

"How long is left until dawn?"

Yuwen Wu spat a mouthful of blood on the ground and asked without turning his head.

"More than an hour."

The soldier beside him looked up at the night sky and said uncertainly.

"Then hold on for another two hours."

As soon as the Jizhou soldiers in the valley retreated, a new round of cavalry rushed up.

The sky is getting brighter.

A hint of paleness appeared in the east, followed by a dazzling golden light. In the peaceful valley, a fierce flame suddenly erupted, rising into the sky. The fire spread raging in all directions.

In almost the blink of an eye, the entire valley was flooded.

It turned out that Yuwen Wu had already buried all the kerosene around the valley, waiting for the last moment to ignite it.

Amidst the fierce crowd, a Youzhou knight covered in blood staggered to his feet, holding a half-broken spear in his hand. He used up his last bit of strength to roar at the Jizhou army outside the valley.

"Youzhou Cavalry, fight to the death and never retreat."

"No retreat."

The roar echoed in the valley for a long time, and in the blink of an eye, it was engulfed by a fierce fire.

The kerosene fire will not go out until all the grass, trees, blood and flesh are burned clean.

It was not until the sun was at its zenith that the flames in the valley died down, and the mountains of corpses and seas of blood turned into scorched earth.

Ten thousand Xiliang cavalry blocked Chen Qingzhao's 150,000 troops for a whole day and a half.

The soldier in white rode his horse into the valley, looked around, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

"Are there any survivors?"

He turned around and looked at the deputy general.

"No."

The deputy general laughed bitterly, "All 10,000 Xiliang cavalry were killed in the battle, leaving no one alive."

"General, what should we do?"

Outside the valley, of the original 150,000 troops, only 100,000 were left. A total of 40,000 elite soldiers were taken away by 10,000 Xiliang cavalry.

The remaining 100,000 Jizhou cavalrymen all had solemn expressions. Once upon a time, they were all comrades in arms, but today, they were fighting against each other to decide life and death.

Seeing that the morale of his soldiers was wavering, Chen Qingzhao did not say anything. After all, even he himself was beginning to waver.

But the battle is not over yet.

"Go at full speed and make sure to reach Jizhou City before midnight."

An army of one hundred thousand crossed the valley and headed eastward.

Time moves forward.

Yesterday evening, Yuwen Wu led the Youzhou cavalry in a bloody battle with Chen Qingzhao's 150,000 troops.

Xiao Han also led more than 10,000 cavalrymen to the city of Jizhou and encountered 40,000 cavalrymen.

(End of this chapter)