Northern Prefecture Rivers and Mountains

Chapter 154 Pincer Attack
For some unknown reason, the wind gradually grew stronger, the flags rustled, and the Si River flowed slowly.

The figures of the 1,200 cavalrymen gradually disappeared on the eastern horizon.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

After Liu Yu led his troops away, Liu Daogui built a fort west of the Si River and waited for the situation to develop.

On the second day, scouts rushed in with a report, "Three thousand cavalrymen from Murong Long's detachment at Gaoping are charging towards our army!"

Before he could catch his breath, another wave of scouts came running from the north, "Report, Murong Zhou's 17,000-strong army is heading south!"

There is a river in the Sishui River Basin, and the area is basically flat, so the movements of both sides are under our eyes.

Liu Yu rushed to Zou County to support the scattered troops. The Yan army immediately seized this opportunity and attacked from both the north and the south.

"There are 17,000 cavalrymen in the north and 3,000 cavalrymen in the south, a total of 20,000 people. How can we fight them?" Liu Zun was anxious.

Gao Xun also looked troubled. "Why not return to Zou County quickly and reunite with Sima Liu?"

Liu Daogui said, "Murong Long has 3,000 cavalrymen. If we lose the Si River as our support, we will be attacked by them within two days. Then we will die a miserable death."

Wang Yuande suggested, "I suggest you go straight for Murong Long's 3,000 cavalry!"

Indeed, just looking at the numbers, Liu Daogui still had 2,300 infantrymen left, enough to fight Murong Long, but he was a cavalryman.

There were clearly 10,000 troops in Gaoping City, but he only brought these 3,000 cavalrymen. Needless to say, they must be the elite Xianbei.

This person has fought battles all his life. If he rushes forward, the other party may not fight to the death.

Just follow behind him and Liu Daogui will be entangled to death by him.

This is how Murong Chui defeated Huan Wen and attacked Liu Laozhi.

The cavalry has the initiative, and whether to fight or not is in the hands of others. If you want to fight to the death, others may not play with you. Liu Daogui led his army south, and in all likelihood he was sending himself to death.

"What should we do then?" Liu Zun's eyes were as wide as copper bells.

"The only way to survive is to face Murong Zhou in the north. Do the opposite. Fight quickly and destroy them!"

Liu Daogui slapped the table.

Murong Long was a cavalryman and could move freely, but Murong Zhou was not.

Any normal person would go to fight Murong Long, but Liu Daogui did the opposite!
While everyone was still in shock, Liu Daogui had already drawn his sword. "Speed ​​is of the essence in war. Live in the face of death. Order the entire army to follow me north and fight to the death!"

Liu Zun gasped, "Cruel, both of you brothers are cruel!"

"Raise the army!" Liu Daogui pointed to the north.

The soldiers transformed into a long dragon and advanced towards the north...

Zoucheng.

At this moment, flames shot up into the sky and the Yan army was attacking the city frantically.

The city was originally small and not strong, but after it fell into the hands of Liu Daogui, it was used as a forward fortress in the north. It was reinforced by Liu Zhong, all the damaged parts were repaired, and the city wall was raised by three feet.

A large amount of rocks, battering rams and arrows were piled up in the city.

The strong women skillfully bent their bows and drew their arrows, shooting at the Hu people under the city, and rocks and battering rams were thrown down like raindrops.

But these things did not scare the Hu Lu. After seeing that the people guarding the city were a group of women, they immediately let out bursts of beast-like laughter.

"Destroy the city and leave no one alive!"

"Kill!"

The woman almost made them lose their minds, and they climbed up the ladder fearlessly.

These women on the city wall were basically the families of the soldiers. There were only more than 600 of them, and they were unable to stop the crazy Hu people below the city wall.

Just as hundreds of armored Hu people were climbing up the city wall, earth-shaking shouts suddenly came from the west.

The sound of horse hooves was like muffled thunder, as if thousands of troops were coming.

The Hu people looked back in horror, only to see smoke and dust rising in the distance, and they didn't know how many Jin troops were coming.

"Don't panic, there are no more than 2,000 Jin soldiers, go and meet the enemy!" Several Hu generals shouted in front of the battle.

However, this was exactly their first mistake. It was easy to attack a city, but difficult to turn around. It was not an easy task for the five thousand red-eyed Hu people to turn around.

The formation suddenly became chaotic, with people crowding and trampling on each other.

At this time, the Jin cavalry had already rushed to the front, as if cutting through the waves, tearing the flesh and blood of the Hu army.

"Form a battle array. The Jin army is short of troops."

Under the flag of the Yan army, Murong Hui was not panicked, as all the members of the Murong family had experienced hundreds of battles.

The enemy came with great force, but there were only about a thousand of them, while there were more than eight hundred armored soldiers and seven hundred cavalrymen around him, who had never participated in the battle.

Every time the Northern Kingdom fought a war, it would involve hundreds of thousands of troops.

But the core elite are only 20,000 to 30,000 people.

The real fighting force in Murong Hui's hands is precisely these 1,500 troops, and the rest of the troops are surrendered Dingling and Jin people.

He wouldn't feel sad no matter how many of these people died.

The five hundred riders charged repeatedly in the crowd, seemingly ferocious and fearless, but in fact, every time they killed a person, they would consume a bit of their strength, and when their strength was exhausted, that would be Murong's chance to take action!

"What a fight." Murong Hui took a deep breath. The strong smell of blood rushed into his chest, making his fighting spirit boil.

But at this moment, more than 700 Jin army infantrymen walked out of the smoke and dust in neat formations and calmly charged towards his flag.

"Hmm?" Murong Hui's pupils suddenly widened, and he instinctively sensed a hint of danger.

Because this group of people was so stable, they seemed to be strolling leisurely in the garden on the battlefield, without a trace of panic.

The two Dingling troops that rushed forward were chopped to the ground at the first encounter.

"Where are the officers and horses in the warehouse? Quickly lead the elite cavalry to attack and tear them into pieces, leaving no one alive!" Murong Hui barked like a mad dog.

This group of infantry actually dared to rush towards him, directly offending his dignity.

He has a majestic and handsome appearance, extraordinary bearing, and great talent. He inherited all the advantages of the Murong family and has been deeply loved by Murong Chui since he was a child.

But it was precisely because of this favor that he developed an arrogant and ferocious character.

When the battle situation became unfavorable and they sensed the danger, instead of retreating, they faced the challenge head-on.

Seven hundred elite cavalrymen swooped down, each holding a long spear. The dozens of riders in the front were wearing black armor and looked very aggressive.

Ordinary infantry would just run away when they saw them, but today's Jin army was extraordinary. Their formation was not at all disordered, and their long spears were like hedgehogs, pointing in front, advancing step by step.

When they were about to launch the attack after more than fifty steps, countless sharp arrows suddenly shot out from the Jin army's formation.

Although the cavalry were wearing armor, their war horses could not defend themselves and would run around in panic when they were hurt. More than ten riders in the front suddenly fell to the ground. The cavalry behind them were terrified, but the momentum of the charge was already established and could not be stopped.

They watched helplessly as they ran into the densely packed long spears of the Jin army.

In all the northern expeditions, the Jin army used infantry to defeat cavalry, and had long since developed a set of tactics to deal with cavalry.

Not afraid of the front battlefield at all.

After sacrificing over two hundred cavalrymen and only killing thirty or forty Jin soldiers, the Jin army continued to march forward at a steady pace...

"The Northern Army, it's the Northern Army..."

The Hu people also figured out what was going on and were terrified.

It had only been ten years since the Battle of Feishui and five years since Xie Xuan's Northern Expedition, but the psychological shadow cast by the Northern Army had not yet dissipated.

Even Murong Chui suffered a great loss at the hands of Liu Laozhi in those days, and was only able to defeat Liu Laozhi by disrupting the Northern Palace Army's formation.

Murong Hui was furious and wanted to attack, but was intimidated by the reputation of the Northern Army. He wanted to retreat, but was afraid of losing face.

While he was hesitating, the Jin army had already arrived. The leading general was holding two ring-handled swords. He was nearly eight feet tall, his body covered in blood, and his murderous aura was overwhelming. He stared at him with a cold smile on his face...

(End of this chapter)