Chapter four hundred and sixty seventh.
Fortunately, the Battle of Feishui has not yet happened in this era! Otherwise, even if it was a taboo, Liu Yi would have to crack the wall and ask not to retreat, so he would give Wang Hou a space to land!
However, this is the welfare of the time traveler. The two main generals on the other side of the river did not know about the battle of Feishui! Because the order of Hahu once again sounded on the Dongni River, he pulled out the flag inserted on the ground. It was because the battlefield was not spacious enough and the Yan Liao army piled up thickly on the riverside slowly retreated for the second time, and the rice fields full of footprints and the cement-stacked water diversion canal were slowly exposed again.
The Dongni River is not wide, only a few meters, and the water depth is only as deep as the knees, but the water flows rapidly. The river water of this level is enough to cause fatal stagnation to the slowly moving heavy infantry. With the retreat of the Yan and Liao army, the Qingzhou heavy infantry in the front row arranged in a row and went into the water neatly under the orders of their respective commanders.
Looking at the Qingzhou soldiers who were rushing under the river water, their boots stomping in the river mud, and they were struggling forward with difficulty, Gongsun Zhi couldn't help but smile.
Even the rookie general who had just entered the industry knew that when an army was weakest, marched and crossed the river! Wang Hou's troops were absolutely weak, and he had to take the initiative to cross the river to attack him. Gongsun Zhi looked at Wang Houjunqi at this time, as if he was looking at a foolish fork with his head clipped by the door.
However, the proud Liaodong coach Gongsun Zhi's eyes were all staring at the Liaodong heavy infantry who were slowly moving across the river. He stood excitedly on his chariot and paced back and forth, waiting anxiously for Wang Houjun to cross half of the way, and then attacked hard.
However, the excited Liaodong commander didn't notice that the frequent military mobilization was still the most difficult thing to retreat on the spot. The Yan and Liao army composed of family soldiers and tribal soldiers also began to scatter. Some soldiers walked backwards in a daze, while some turned around and left, of different sizes. The Liao army formation, which had finally gathered into a formation, was pulled into various strange and evil shapes.
The rear formation of the Yan Liao army spread out bit by bit like bread soaked in water.
The first row of heavy infantry dragged the mud and stepped onto the north shore with wet mud. Only a dozen meters away, the first row of Yan Liao troops was like a werewolf who smelled blood. The strong body leaned forward, and his hands tightly grasped the spear. His breathing gradually became lit, and his bloodthirsty eyes flashed in his pupils.
But at this moment.
Gongsun Zhi and Liu Yi suddenly turned around!
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In the Battle of Feishui, Fu Jian was not only defeated by his pride and arrogance, but also to his huge army. The 900,000 Former Qin army covered the sky and overwhelmed the sky. Moreover, according to Wang Hou's understanding of the army of this era, even if the number of 900,000 people was not filled with water, it would have to be mixed with more than 500,000 baggage troops. Only 300,000 soldiers could fight. As a war, the soldiers were naturally in front, while the baggage team was crowded behind.
Imagine that among the crowd that covered the sky, the front army suddenly retreated rapidly and trampled on the dust of the conquests. There were waves of shouting about the defeat of the Qin army beside them. How much fighting spirit would the civilians who had not undergone much military training or even been forced to conquer? Under the chain reaction, the back army was so dense that the baggage soldiers that were enough to cover the earth suddenly cried and scattered, how shocked were they to the front army that were fighting.
In this way, this huge army that may even be considered the greatest military history in ancient times disappeared.
But the Gongsun family army did not have this situation, and they had a lot of stuff. The light infantry army did not mix much auxiliary equipment. More importantly, it was less than 50,000, which was not as large as Fu Jian's army and difficult to dispatch. Even if the front army retreated, the rear army knew what it was doing.
So Wang Hou didn't pay any effort to call Gongsun's defeat, and he controlled the sea power in his own hands. He directly inserted a unit behind the Yan Liao army! The Yuwen team of the Xianbei people.
Wang Hou didn't even believe what they fart. He was not in Jinzhou, and he didn't even doubt that these free and easy nomadic robbers would rob him of a vote. So when he returned to Liaodong, he did not hesitate to recruit all the powerful soldiers and all the nobles in the Yuwen tribe.
The Xianbei people have not been doing well these days, just like black slaves trafficked by Americans, and they stuffed them directly into the cabin. Even if nomads get used to being with horses, the smell of simmering the cabin is not very good. Fortunately, Wang Houqiang ordered that the whole army must boil water, and even these Xianbei people were no exception. Otherwise, they would have had a long time ago.
So you can imagine the anger that the Xianbei people have been holding back!
During the famous Battle of Borodino in Tsarist Russia, the Emperor was attacked by the Tsarist Cossack light cavalry, defeating the two French regiments behind his temple, and fighting Napoleon for more than four hours.
Although the time difference is more than a thousand years, the Xianbei cavalry is obviously not much worse than the Cossack cavalry. Just when a group of scattered soldiers from the rear of the Yan and Liao army were still watching the fun, suddenly, the loud sound of horse hooves sounded behind the back. After turning around, these ghost fire boys from the late Han Dynasty were already driving their motorcycles and rushing in front of them.
Wang Hou was not sure whether it was right or wrong to drag them into this war. The five barbarians invaded China, Southern and Northern Dynasties and the rushing cavalry tactics were interned by Yuwen's department again. The one-meter-short wooden gun may have limited lethality to the heavy infantry in Qingzhou, but for these Yanliao light infantry representing most infantry, they were very lethal. After turning around, the cavalry spear on both hands had already stabbed over. In the sound of sniffing, it was like a locust hunted by swallows. One by one, the Goguryeo, the Fuyu people, and the Han people from Liaodong were pierced to the ground.
Screams came one after another!
In a moment, the screams and shouts of killing behind the fighter made Yan Liao army, who was in front of the army, subconsciously turned around and looked around in surprise. What was waiting for now, among the two rows of Qingzhou heavy infantry, a guy wrapped like bread, suddenly raised his sword in his hand and roared loudly. The next second, the heavy infantry holding an axe gun was like a small land tank, and his armor rushed forward with heavy armor.
There are less than a thousand Qingzhou troops who are now on the shore. Who would have thought that they would dare to charge against the enemy who is dozens of times their own? When the Yan Liao army reacted, it was too late again. He listened in horror to turn his head. With the sound of thumping, his chest was cold. The soldiers in the front row lowered their heads throbbing and trembling. In their black eyes, they only saw a broad blade that had not entered their chest.
Puchi... The spear brought out a large stream of blood from the body.
The thump... The Liaoye man with hundreds of pounds lay down on the ground like a sack full of sand!
Chapter completed!