Northern Prefecture Rivers and Mountains

Chapter 164 Ping clan
Ping You looked at the Jin army on the slope in disbelief.

This small group of people held off them for two hours, and now there were still more than twenty people supporting each other and standing on the pile of corpses.

As many as three hundred soldiers were killed in the battle. If the Jin army in the south was also so tenacious, I'm afraid this battle would not be so easy.

He suddenly recalled the battle of Ono Zenan, where Murong Zhou's 17,000 troops were defeated by 2,000 Jin troops...

"These people seem to be a little different from the previous Jin army." Ping You frowned.

Cousin Pinghan said, "Aren't they all flesh and blood?"

"No, the momentum is different. Didn't you hear what they shouted?"

"Drive out the barbarians. Recover our land... I never thought that after more than eighty years, the Southern Raccoons would still be obsessed with the Northern Expedition. It's a pity that the Han Dynasty declined while the barbarians prospered. This is God's will. The Murong family will surely unify the northern kingdom."

The Heike clan had long placed their assets on Murong Chui's shoulders.

Murong Chui was also very kind to them. When Ping was young, he served as the prefect of Ruyang and the general of the guard. Members of the Ping clan were either generals or prefects guarding a region.

"The decline of the Han Dynasty?" Ping You looked at the head in the hands of the guard beside him with a complicated look.

With eyes wide open and a face full of anger, it was the head of Liu Heibin.

And he was just a Du Bo in the Jin army...

"As long as the Sima family is still around, and those noble families in the south are still around, the Northern Expedition will never succeed. Throughout history, there has only been the north that ruled the south, but never the south that ruled the north. Those who follow the will of heaven will prosper, and those who go against it will perish." Ping Han sneered.

At that time, Liu Kun, Zu Ti, Li Ju, Su Jun and other refugee leaders were loyal to the Sima family, but they were angered to death by the Sima family, that is, they were killed by the Sima family.

Therefore, Zhang Yuan would rather surrender to Zhai Liao than submit to the Jin Dynasty.

The Ping clan also started out as a refugee leader who defected to the Di Qin and grew stronger step by step in Henei County. They were neighbors of the Sima clan.

"That's enough. Let's send them on their way. If we go too late, I'm afraid King Gaoyang will blame us." Ping You put away the pity on his face.

It doesn’t matter who rules the north; what matters is that the Heike clan can remain rich and prosperous forever.

In this world, who doesn’t care about their own family?
"I will do it myself this time." Ping Han put on his helmet and stretched out his hand behind him, and a hundred armored soldiers followed him, each holding a long spear.

Behind the armored soldiers were more than three hundred archers.

The Jin army on the slope was already dying and was almost within reach.

But just as he was about to charge with his sword, several scouts from the north came running over, "Report, a cavalry unit of 600 Jin troops is charging towards us, less than 20 miles away!"

Everyone was stunned.

Ping You's expression suddenly changed. "To the north, could it be the Northern Palace Army of the Lu Army?"

This Northern Army of a thousand men not only defeated Murong Hui's five thousand troops, but also captured Lu County. In nine battles, they defeated five Yan armies.

But now they are not staying in Lu County, but have come here to kill.

"Brother..." Ping Han's face was also full of panic.

His troops fought here for more than two hours, and were pushed down several times, and their fighting spirit was lost.

The surrounding soldiers were all panicked.

The Northern Army was very famous and was only defeated once by Murong Chui.

"We can't defeat them, retreat!" Ping You made a prompt decision.

If all the troops were killed, the Heike clan would lose their usefulness in Yan State.

This war had nothing to do with the Heike clan.

"The entire army moves westward and clears the road... Don't panic." Ping Han loudly commanded the soldiers.

The Northern Army's goal was to rush to the southern battlefield to support them. As long as they cleared the way, they wouldn't waste their time. However, if both sides in the south suffered heavy losses, it would actually be in the best interests of the Heike clan...

At this moment, Liu Daogui was less than a hundred steps away from the Yan army.

The raindrops pattered on the ground, blurring the enemy's figures. Most of them were infantrymen, their backs hunched, clearly exhausted.

"Go in!" Liu Daogui shouted.

The brave wins when we meet on a narrow road.

At this point, both sides understood that this was the final battle and no one could retreat.

Since the Yan army was not moving, Liu Daogui decided to be bolder and advance forward. The two armies were less than sixty steps apart.

When he got closer, Liu Daogui suddenly discovered that the opposite side had set up a defensive circle.

The periphery was filled with listless Dingling and Jin people with disheveled armor. Many of them didn't even have armor, only a long spear.

In the middle were his elite Xianbei troops, more than a thousand cavalrymen and four or five hundred armored soldiers.

There were patches of rust on the armor.

It was not easy to chase for so long. Many people fell behind, and those who could keep up had low morale, so they could only set up this circular formation for defense and wait for Pingyou in the northeast to attack from the front and back.

Call——

A high-pitched neighing of war horses was heard, and a dozen riders slowly approached the front of the battle formation. Their dark red armor was particularly conspicuous in the rain.

Everyone in the Murong family is handsome, including the leading general. Although there is white frost on his temples, it cannot hide the heroic look on his face. His eyes are staring at Liu Daogui like an eagle.

There were flashes of lightning in the sky and rumbling thunder in the distance.

"Damn it, does the Murong family still have any shame? Four or five thousand people are facing eighteen or nineteen hundred of us, but they still act like cowards." Liu Zun's face was full of disdain.

Wang Yuande said, "I think the Suolu are already afraid."

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

This Yan army was too disorganized, with holes everywhere in its circular formation, the distances between soldiers were incorrect, and there was no coordination of troops.

Murong Long's placement of the cavalry in a circular formation was completely self-defeating.

The war horses were spewing steam from their mouths and foam was flowing from the corners of their mouths. They were obviously exhausted.

Of course, Liu Daogui also knew his intention. One was to intimidate the Dingling and Jin people in the front line, and the other was to let them rest in the back to recuperate. They would come out after the Dingling and Jin people in the front line were all defeated.

If the front line can hold off the first wave of attacks, then these elite Xianbei soldiers can pull their hands out and turn into two iron pincers, one on the left and one on the right, to intercept and kill the Northern Palace Army from the sides.

This is a conventional tactic of the circular formation, which can be used for both offense and defense.

Murong Long was able to quickly organize a formation after chasing for such a long time, and his skills are not bad.

As long as they could hold on to Liu Daogui, they could create an opportunity for Ping You's troops coming from the northeast to completely annihilate the Jin army.

Liu Daogui looked back at his soldiers. Everyone's eyes were bloodshot, their faces were ferocious, and they were full of murderous intent. The running around in the past few days had made their hearts full of anger.

The last time they defeated Murong Zhou's 9,000 Yan troops south of Daye Lake, they had already established a psychological advantage for the soldiers.

Murong Long formed a circle right from the start because he felt he was at a disadvantage.

Wang Yuande, standing by, also saw this. "The Suolu are unstable, their morale is wavering, and they've become frightened birds. We should take the initiative and break their nerves!"

Liu Daogui raised the axe in his hand without hesitation, "Long Snake Formation, advance! Do not make a sound."

The soldiers behind him spread out in a line, spreading out on the ground, taking steady and powerful steps, holding long spears, advancing like a wall, mud splashing under their feet.

Everyone was silent, but the murderous aura accumulated in their bodies was like a thunderous force.

Boom, boom, boom...

The clang of armor and the thud of footsteps merged into one, as they walked step by step towards the enemy, towards the battlefield...

(End of this chapter)