Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 87: Yishui Bank
"Brother Prince."

On horseback, Murong De, who was only ten years old, swallowed nervously.

“There are a lot of people across the street.”

Murong Jun turned his head to look at him and said, "Don't be afraid. They have few horses and can't catch up with us."

"Brother Prince."

Murong De asked quietly, "Why do we have to fight with them?"

If it were any other brother, Murong Jun would have slapped him.

He was still somewhat tolerant of the young Murong De, and could say to him some things that he could not say in public.

"Because the Murong family must survive."

Murong Jun's eyes changed. "The Murong family is at a critical juncture of life and death."

"Brother Crown Prince," Murong De asked again, "Why don't you leave? We can go back to the grasslands, back to the White Mountains and Black Waters."

"There's no going back." Murong Jun sighed and shook his head.

"We built cities, constructed houses, cultivated fields, and planted mulberry and hemp."

"The tribesmen have food to eat, warm clothes to wear, and houses to live in that can shelter them from the wind and rain."

"We were given cattle, sheep, slaves, pastures and farmland, and we lived a life we ​​had never imagined possible."

"Who else is willing to go back to Xianbei Mountain to graze?"

The nomadic people now live a good life like the farming people.

Obtained a stable source of food.

No need to fear winter storms anymore.

There were slaves who could be driven to work.

Let the tribesmen abandon all this and return to their previous days of wandering around with the water and grass, living in fear of their future.

Anyone who dares to raise it will be abandoned.

Murong De seemed to understand, but not quite, and looked at his brother wanting to hear more.

Murong Jun, feeling depressed, lowered his voice.

"You know, the Dragon City Armored Cavalry is gone."

Murong De nodded repeatedly.

"The Dragon City Armored Cavalry are the bones of our Murong clan."

"Those guys sucked our bones!"

"Can a person still live without bones?"

These words made Murong De extremely confused.

If you can’t even defeat the Dragon City Armored Cavalry, why are you still coming to fight?

"We in the Murong tribe only have tens of thousands of men."

"If they don't come to fight, then those who have surrendered, such as the Tuoba, Duan, Yuwen, Goguryeo, Buyeo, Bohai, Haner, Xianbei, and even other tribes of mixed barbarians, will be defeated."

Murong Jun took a deep breath and said, "They will eat the Murong tribe alive! They will chew them up and swallow them into their stomachs!"

"Even if we want to leave, we have to wait until all these tribes are dead before we leave."

Inside and outside the Great Wall, there are two different sets of survival rules.

Once the Murong tribe loses power, the other tribes will turn into a pack of wolves and tear them apart.

This was the real reason why Murong Huang ordered every household to leave at least one man to sweep the floor and serve as a soldier.

Best to win.

If we cannot win, we must make sure that all the young and strong men in each tribe die on the battlefield.

Otherwise, even if the Murong family escaped, the other tribes that followed them would never let them go.

Murong De seemed to understand but not quite.

But he could also feel the sadness in Murong Jun.

"Brother Crown Prince, you think you can't win~~~"

The sun is high in the sky and there are no clouds in the sky.

"Report~~~"

In Qihuo's army, a scout came and reported, "The Xianbei troops are five miles away."

Murong Huang recruited soldiers from all walks of life, and basically brought all the young and strong men who could go to the battlefield.

The remaining elderly, weak and strong women, who were in greater numbers, served as laborers and stayed in the camp to defend it.

The two sides left the camp almost at the same time, walked towards each other, and met on the banks of the Yishui River around noon.

Lin Dao controlled the drone to take off and observe the battlefield from a high vantage point.

On the banks of the Yishui River, there was a sea of ​​people and livestock.

"Yong Zeng."

He called Ran Min to come over and see, "Why are the Xianbei cavalry in the front, but the infantry are lagging far behind?"

Lin Dao was very clear that his ability to command battles in the era of cold weapons was average.

Therefore, when fighting, Ran Min's opinions were taken very seriously.

"This is the divine chariot to guard against the Lord."

Ran Min is experienced. "The cavalry is fast, and the flat and wide terrain can be used to avoid the divine chariots."

"This battle." Lin Dao humbly asked, "What do you think?"

Ran Min immediately said with emotion, "The Xianbei infantry are slow and there is no need to be afraid of them."

"Only the cavalry can move freely. We must lure them to the river bank and block it."

The Xianbei infantry had little combat effectiveness and were far away from the battlefield, so there was no need to worry about them.

To deal with their cavalry, it is best to drive them into a position near the Yi River.

By taking advantage of the terrain to restrict the situation, the Qihuo Army, which was mainly composed of infantry, had the opportunity to blockade the Xianbei people.

"I'll take care of driving away the Xianbei reinforcements."

Lin Dao controlled the drone and returned, "You will be in charge of commanding the infantry."

"Leader!"

The cavalry scouts of both sides fought fiercely in front of the two armies.

The cavalry of the Qihuo Army was small in number, but they were extremely well-equipped and fearless of death.

The Xianbei scouts were skilled in riding and had more people, so they charged at each other and were evenly matched.

Lin Dao ordered the drums to be beaten, announcing the killing order on the battlefield.

This means that we have officially entered a state of war and are about to fight for our lives.

The soldiers wore armor, had short blades hanging from their waists, and held long weapons in their hands.

The officers from various units scolded and beat each other, and gradually formed a battle formation.

The basic combat unit is the team, and each team gathers close to each other to form a column.

The leaders of the banners are all captains and are qualified to raise the banners.

The buildings gradually approached each other, forming a long snake formation and moving forward.

Murong Ke clenched the whip in his hand.

"This is to lure us into the battle formation."

"You look down on me!"

Without armored cavalry, relying on light cavalry to charge the battle array was extremely difficult. From the beginning of the war until now, the main method had been harassment and projectiles.

However, not only were all the soldiers in the Qihuo Army equipped with armor, but they were also equipped with a large number of powerful bows and crossbows with longer range, so the Xianbei people suffered greater casualties.

"The Qihuo Army is going after the infantry," his uncle Murong Ping suggested, "why don't we attack the Qihuo Army's main camp?"

Murong Ke was speechless about this uncle who was extravagant, greedy but had no ability.

Can a camp that can be easily breached still be called a camp?

It’s not that easy for cavalry to attack the camp!

He didn't respond, which made Murong Ping very embarrassed.

"Silang." Murong Jun rode up. "Do you want to fight?"

The Murongs still recognized Murong Ke's military command ability.

The nominal commander was Prince of Yan Murong Huang, but in reality it was Murong Ke who was in command.

"hold on."

Murong Ke gritted his teeth and said, "I just don't believe they can march twenty miles with armor on and still continue to fight!"

"But if the Qihuo Army goes any further, they'll run into the infantry." Murong Ping spoke again, "We can't let them charge all the way to the main camp."

"Uncle, please don't say anything." Murong Jun retorted bluntly, "Just do your own thing."

Murong Ping was furious and turned his horse around and rode away with a sullen face.

The brothers Murong Jun and Murong Ke didn't care and waited for the situation on the battlefield to change.

"What is Shiro waiting for?"

"Wait for that magical car to appear."

After a stick of incense, the divine car finally appeared.

But it was not the one Murong Ke was waiting for.

"Is this the giant?" Murong Jun's eyes widened in disbelief. "How can such a divine object exist in the world?!"

"No, not this!"

Murong Ke gritted his teeth and said, "The beggar army has more than one giant!"

Lin Dao drove the 100-ton King Mining Truck and rushed straight towards the nearest Xianbei cavalry.

The cavalrymen scattered and Lin Dao stepped on the accelerator to chase after them.

Seeing the giant gradually moving away from the battlefield, Murong Ke came to his senses and said to Murong Jun, "Prince, it's done."

"Silang." Murong Jun raised his whip and pointed at him. "You can make your own arrangements."

The horn sounded.

A large number of cavalry came out.

When nomadic cavalry fight, they don’t just charge into battle like in movies and TV dramas.

This kind of work is usually done by armored cavalry.

The light cavalry mainly harassed, penetrated and divided the enemy, forcing the enemy's formation to collapse and become chaotic, and then took advantage of the situation to attack.

The Xianbei cavalry, in teams of hundreds or thousands, attacked the gaps between the Qihuo army's buildings.

Rush to the bank of Yishui River, then turn around and rush back.

They repeated this process, trying to break up the Qihuo Army's formation.

Under the continuous attacks, both sides suffered losses.

Seeing that the Qihuo Army's formation was gradually loosening, Murong Ke released his trump card.

He linked the cavalry with iron chains and looked for opportunities to attack and break the formation with linked horses.

The Qihuo Army, under the command of Ran Min, was also constantly adjusting and moving.

From the perspective of the drone, one can see from a high vantage point that the Qihuo Army is gradually leaving the banks of the Yishui River.

The Xianbei cavalry, who were charging back and forth, were increasingly pushed to the shore.

Murong Ke noticed this keenly.

But at this time the battlefield situation was in their favor.

The giant creature was led away far away, and the formation of the Qihuo Army gradually became chaotic.

Even if the Xianbei cavalry was forced to the riverside, they could just turn around and rush back.

"The wind is blowing toward the riverbank." After confirming the wind direction by looking at the weather vane in the hands of his personal guards, Ran Min finally ordered, "Beat the drums."

As the sound of drums resounded across the riverbank, large numbers of men rushed out from the various beggar armies.

They carried barbed wire and stretched it in the gaps between the buildings.

Murong Ke immediately gave orders for all the troops on the shore to rush back.

There are large gaps between the various units of the Qihuo Army, and it takes time to set up the barbed wire.

It is not difficult to rush forward with the entire army.

However, at this time, a group of strong men carrying cloth bags with their mouths and noses covered rushed out from the various units of the Qihuo Army.

They cut the cloth bags with knives and kept running and shaking them.

A large amount of red powder drifted towards the shore with the wind.

"what?!"

Murong Ke coughed repeatedly, tears and snot falling together.

The BMW he was riding also kept snorting and kicking its legs.

The Xianbei cavalry was in chaos.

The Qihuo Army seized the opportunity, quickly reorganized their formation, and accelerated the deployment of barbed wire.

Lines of barbed wire were stretched out and fixed with wooden stakes inside, forming a seemingly loose but actually deadly encirclement.

Within the encirclement, there were more than 10,000 cavalrymen blocked on the banks of the Yishui River.

Outside the encirclement, Murong Jun hurriedly led tens of thousands of cavalry to charge, trying to open a gap for rescue.

Those who were surrounded were the core men of the Murong tribe and they had to be rescued.

The Qihuo Army seemed to be attacked from both sides, but when Murong Jun charged into the battle formation, crackling sounds suddenly came from the front of the Qihuo Army.

The sound was like thunder, deafening.

Murong Jun's troops were thrown to the ground in chaos.

The unprecedented harsh sound frightened the war horses, and the momentum of the charge was curbed.

Ran Min immediately led his troops forward to charge.

Cavalry that loses its speed is useless.

Prince Murong Huang of Yan, who was commanding the infantry, was horrified and hurriedly urged the infantry from all units to go forward to rescue.

"It's my turn now."

On the forest road inside the cab, the drone is controlled to land back on the truck bed.

No longer needing to deliberately control the speed of the car, Lin Dao ignored the Xianbei cavalrymen surrounding and chasing him, and stepped on the accelerator to the limit.

The hundred-ton king mining card roared and accelerated forward.

The huge tires, taller than a person, crushed the ground and headed straight for the Xianbei infantry formation.

When the Hundred Ton King came rushing towards him with great momentum.

From Murong Huang to ordinary herdsmen.

Everyone had the same expression on their faces.

Panic and despair!
(End of this chapter)