My older brother is Gao Huan.

Chapter 226 Catching them off guard, the wolf enters the flock of sheep!
Peng Le quickly arrived with his soldiers.

Everyone was already dressed in armor and carrying spears, but not all of them were dressed like that; some were also holding bows that had already been strung.

Gao Yu did not lead all his soldiers in a reckless charge.

Cavalry cannot simply charge into the enemy ranks and reach them.

First, have some soldiers fire a barrage of arrows. Long-range projectiles may not cause much damage, but they can cause chaos among the enemy and prevent the unprepared enemy from picking up their weapons and putting on their armor immediately.

Mulan then handed a ghost mask to Gao Yu, who accepted it.

The hundred Xuanjia soldiers closest to him also followed his example and put on the ghost and god masks.

This made the other soldiers around them extremely envious, their eyes practically red with envy!

Gao Yu's troops are known to be elites only, and those who can enjoy the same treatment as Gao Yu and wear ghost masks before fighting must be the elite of the elite.

"You bastards, they're eating and drinking away! Mo Hedu, give the order immediately! Charge in!"

The aroma of millet wafted over from the camp of tens of thousands of people cooking.

Thinking of the hardships he had endured while marching and the suffering he had suffered, he felt a pang of sadness.

Hou Jing gritted his teeth, feeling an instinctive urge to kill to vent his anger, as if it were a murderous gene ingrained in his very bones.

His ancestors were Jie people.

After Gao Yu put on the demon mask, no one could see his expression. They could only see a pair of fierce eyes like those of a god of death through the eyes of the mask. The timid ones did not even dare to look him in the eye.

He raised his lance and began his pre-battle mobilization!
"My lads! The time to make our mark is right before us!"

"Once we achieve our goal and return to Luoyang, I will personally meet with His Majesty and the Prime Minister to request commendations for the meritorious soldiers!"

There's no need to make it sound so grand and dignified.

Gao Yu's meaning was simple: follow him into battle and kill the enemy, and you will be rewarded handsomely afterwards.

Although the soldiers looked exhausted, their eyes shone with excitement. The killing intent emanating from them seemed to infect even their warhorses, making them restless.

"Follow me! Charge!"

Gao Yu deliberately chose a hillside to facilitate the initial charge, allowing his warhorse to gain momentum and accelerate faster.

………………

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty..."

Yuwen Luosheng was patrolling the camp. As he passed by the soldiers, they would greet him and he would smile and nod back.

Unlike the other kings under Ge Rong, he did not become arrogant and domineering after obtaining the throne.

His approachable attitude earned him the support of many lower-ranking soldiers in the army, making him quite prestigious.

"Brother, will Moheduo really bring his troops?"

Yuwen Tai stayed by his side the whole time, asking with some concern.

"Only Gaulang can come."

Yuwen Luosheng also had a hint of worry in his eyes.

He actually wanted to persuade Ge Rong to withdraw his troops immediately and stay as far away from Gaodu as possible.

However, the people in Sizhou were too 'wealthy', and many of Ge Rong's subordinates were not in a hurry to leave. In fact, Ge Rong himself did not really want to leave either.

In the past two years, they have defeated the imperial army in Hebei, leaving them routed and humiliated.

Winning all the time had inflated the egos of Ge Rong and most of his soldiers to an extreme degree, making them completely disregard the government troops.

What's wrong with looting right under the emperor's nose in Sili Prefecture?
As many government troops came, they were killed.

He had a persistent, uneasy feeling that something was going to happen.

"Worrying is useless. We will withdraw our troops tomorrow. I don't think Moheduo will arrive so quickly. Brother, why don't you sit down and have something to eat?"

Yuwen Tai advised.

Yuwen Luosheng nodded, and the two of them did not go back to their tents. Instead, they ate simple millet rice with pickled vegetables with the soldiers.

Today is a special day.

Ge Rong ordered a reward for the army, so every soldier received precious meat and a little wine.

He took the wooden bowl from Yuwentai. It contained freshly strained warm wine. The wine was cloudy, but it was a delicacy that ordinary soldiers rarely got to taste.

Yuwen Luosheng looked down at the wine in the wooden bowl in his hand, which rippled like a pebble falling into a lake.

It's raining?
Yuwen Luosheng subconsciously looked up.

The sky was a clear, deep blue, with clouds stretching for miles. Where did the rain come from?
Rumble!
A sound like thunder came from afar, and the ground seemed to tremble.

Yuwen Luosheng dropped the wooden bowl he was holding. He reacted quickly, standing up abruptly and shouting.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Quickly grab your weapons and prepare to fight!"

Some seasoned veterans reacted extremely quickly.

However, most of those who came to Sizhou to plunder were actually refugee soldiers, whose military skills were only slightly better than those of ordinary laborers.

Most of them were still holding their wooden bowls, looking around blankly.

Ge Rong reacted quickly and ran out of the tent. As soon as he came out, the guards at the door shouted.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Whoosh whoosh.

A barrage of arrows rained down from the sky!
The stray arrows had limited killing power, but most of the soldiers in the camp were completely unprepared, sitting on the ground eating their meals.

As the first volley of arrows rained down.

The soldier, who had been holding a wooden bowl, looked in horror as his comrade, who had been laughing and joking with him, was suddenly struck by an arrow.

Those who were lucky were not hit in vital areas.

Those with bad luck were shot directly in the head and became corpses on the ground.

Rumble!
It gives people no time to react.

To the eyes of countless soldiers, a group of cavalrymen clad in black armor and wearing masks of demons and gods had already reached the front of the military camp. Gao Yu charged into the camp at the forefront.

Facing the heavily armored guards at the camp gate, he didn't stop at all. His lance stood straight up, like a string of candied hawthorns. The huge impact of the warhorse's charge caused the lance to pierce through the bodies of two soldiers!

"what!"

Gao Yu roared, exerted force with both hands, and swung the lance violently, pulling it out of the soldier's body and throwing the corpse away in the process.

This knocked several soldiers to the ground in the process.

When faced with a cavalry charge, falling to the ground meant there was no chance of getting up again.

Because it's fast.

Countless hooves trampled over him, crushing him to death!
Ge Rong paid a heavy price for his carelessness!
The military camp was arranged in a proper manner, but it was too lax in its vigilance. There were not many sentries set up around the camp, and the sentries were not vigilant enough and were easily eliminated by Gao Yu before they could even send back a message.

So much so that it took until Gao Yu rushed to the front of his military camp for everyone inside to react.

This is what the refugee army is like.

They only fight when things are going well; they panic when the situation becomes slightly chaotic or when they are suddenly attacked like they are now!
As Gao Yu looked around, he saw several soldiers frantically trying to grab their weapons, only to bump into their comrades. With so many people in the camp, one person falling down immediately triggered a chain reaction of trampling, causing a large number of people to fall down as well!

Gao Yu hadn't even started the massacre yet.

They had already lost their composure, and many unfortunate people died at the feet of their own people.

The phrase "a wolf among sheep" is the most apt description.

Before Gao Yu's iron hooves, this band of bandits, though numerous, were no different from sheep.

"Prepare for the enemy! Prepare for the enemy! Don't panic!"

Ge Rong kept shouting loudly, and the elite veterans who had followed him in his campaigns in Hebei were all nearby. They quickly gathered around.

"Anyone who tries to escape again will die!!"

After Ge Rong personally used his precious sword to kill several soldiers who were only concerned with fleeing in panic, he finally stopped the decline.

And with the organization of its veterans, more and more soldiers finally calmed down.

The fighting strength of the Northern Wei court's army has always been quite good.

Although the Battle of Zhongli wiped out all the elite troops of the central army, greatly reducing its subsequent combat effectiveness, it was still far stronger than the refugee army.

The reason for the series of defeats.

The main reason was that even as death approached, the imperial court in Luoyang was still engaged in infighting for power and profit, which led to the needless loss of many government troops.

Ge Rong's ability to consistently defeat government troops demonstrates that he possessed military command skills far exceeding those of ordinary people.

The ability to quickly quell the chaos and even regroup the routed troops was enough to launch an immediate counterattack against Gao Yu.

That's already beyond the reach of ordinary people.

In this situation, most generals would have already fled; they wouldn't have the mind to gather the routed soldiers.
Some people brought armor, others brought horses; the scene was chaotic.

The screams of agony continued to echo throughout the military camp.

However, Ge Rong had indeed organized a group of elite soldiers who could immediately mount up and launch a counterattack.

"Damn it! Could it be that the garrison in Gaodu has suddenly launched an attack?"

Ge Rong completely assumed that Luoyang was the place where Gao Du and Jianxing had sent troops.

"They dared to attack the city without me even going to siege it! How dare they!"

"Whoever slays the enemy's commander-in-chief will be crowned a king!!"

Ge Rong offered his biggest bargaining chip in an attempt to boost the morale of his soldiers!

The soldiers around him screamed excitedly!
On the other side!
Gao Yu had led his soldiers through the entire camp, fighting their way from the west gate to the east gate.

He also heard the commotion inside the military camp!
"You've got some skill; you managed to rally the routed troops so quickly!"

Gao Yu also became interested!

He had previously refrained from having his soldiers shout in order to conceal his whereabouts as much as possible.

at the moment!

This extraordinary army of refugees must be dealt with decisively!

He raised his lance high and shouted!
"Where is the Xuanjia Army?!"

"The Xuanjia Army is here!"

"Black Armored Army, charge with me!"

"Kill!!"

After the entire army formation turned around, Gao Yu once again spurred his warhorse and led his soldiers to charge back into the camp!
At the same time, don't forget to keep shouting loudly!
"Where is the Xuanjia Army?!"

"The Xuanjia Army is here!"

The soldiers shouted in unison.

Make sure the name 'Xuanjia Army' is clearly heard by everyone in the military camp!

Some people are confused.

Black Armor Army?
Never heard of it.

Could they be the elite troops of the imperial court in Luoyang?
Some people had heard the rumors and looked on in horror from afar.

Black armor, ghost face!
The two most distinctive features are both present in this group of exceptionally brave cavalry!

The leader was exceptionally brave and skilled.

A single lance moved with the force of a tiger, and anyone who stood in its way would become a corpse on the ground.

Ge Rong, who was gathering more defeated soldiers, heard the words "Xuanjia Army".

A wave of memories washed over me.

His hair stood on end, and his face was filled with terror.

"It's him??"

(End of this chapter)