The Mongolian army launched an attack on the Fourth Battalion from three directions. Except for the aspect close to the city wall, nearly 2,000 cavalry on the other three sides were divided into several waves and launched an attack.

There are not many cavalrymen in two thousand, but it is impossible for horses to be as closely lined up as people. They require a certain amount of space. Two thousand people spread out, but they actually occupy a very wide area. It can be seen that it is a large black area, with extremely strong impact from the visual perspective.

Many people in the city changed their colors, and Cui Zhe's lips were trembling, but he looked at Yun Zhao and Li Fugui around him and his heart calmed down again, but his muscles were still trembling uncontrollably. The daytime battle was still far from Yanggu County. You could see the beacon fire and wolf smoke, but you could not see the real battle. But now, it really happened in front of you.

This is the first time Cui Zhe has witnessed a war of this scale. As a civil servant, it is already very good that he can stand firm.

When Cui Zhe heard Yun Zhao and the general with a huge face discussing the issue of brave generals, wisdom, and generals, planning and generals, Cui Zhe looked at them unexpectedly. The two of them looked unwilling to worry about their comrades outside. They looked full of confidence, but the quiet Fourth Battalion still made him uneasy.

Five hundred steps, four hundred steps, three hundred steps, the camp of the fourth battalion was still not moving. The city was so quiet that even a needle fell to the ground could be heard. Everyone held their breath, and many people covered their eyes and stopped looking.

Tienig also felt strange. The quietness of the fourth battalion did not mean that they were unprepared. On the contrary, they should have been ready to deal with their own impact at this time, but at this time they had passed the best shooting distance between the bed crossbow and the strong crossbow, and the opponent had not yet counterattacked, which made him very strange.

It felt something was wrong, but at this time the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. The charging cavalry did not say that they could call back if they wanted to. This raid was thoughtful. Tienig was thoughtful. His retreat during the day should give the other party a feeling that he had been away. Moreover, they came from afar and were exhausted. It was best to succeed in one blow. Even if they couldn't. Then they whipped away, and the opponent would not have many ways to deal with him.

Two hundred and fifty steps. There was still no movement in the camp of the fourth battalion. The Mongolian cavalry on the horse had begun to lure Ji to launch arrows. If they were closer, they could use the horse's momentum to shoot the arrows into the other party's camp. I believe that in the camp, there were a large number of soldiers from the Anqing border army hidden in the places they could not see.

At this moment, the Mongolian soldier who was rushing to the front suddenly fell off his horse and fell off his horse. His war horse also fell heavily to the ground. He fell on the ground with severe pain. He fell on the ground as he looked like himself, and then he saw clearly that the ground that looked very flat had already been dug out a trench about more than a foot wide and half a meter deep. The war horse stomped on the front hooves, and there was a reason not to fall.

The front row fell down, and the rear reacted quickly and immediately lifted the reins of the horse, allowing the horse to jump up and avoid the comrades who fell to the ground in front, but more people were unable to react. In an instant, they fell to the ground one after another, and screams sounded. In such a situation where thousands of horses were galloping, falling off the horse would almost mean death. If you can survive, it would almost be a great fortune.

In this chaos, rows of soldiers in the Fourth Battalion suddenly emerged from behind the fence, rows of feather arrows flew into the sky, completely covering the chaotic Mongolian cavalry.

Tienig's face was cold and frosty, "What a cunning guy!" he cursed fiercely. If it was a normal shooting, whether it was a bed crossbow, a strong crossbow, or a bow and arrow, the Mongolian army had a complete set of ways to deal with it, but in this situation, it could bring more damage to its troops.

The rain of arrows fell, and the first wave of attacks had almost no residual amount, but more cavalry crossed the first trench. The ditch was not deep and could leaps past with a little reins. What's more, these trenches had almost filled the bodies at this time.

After running forward a few steps, just about to speed up, once again, someone stumbled, and the Fourth Battalion actually dug more than one trench. But this time, the Mongolian army was obviously wary. At the front, dozens of war horses were exploring the way. When the dozens of horses made a mistake, the knights on the horse immediately flew off the horse and ran forward with inertia. At this time, they did not dare to stop, but the horses behind rushed up.

Behind them, countless cavalrymen lifted their reins and were ready to jump over the trench.

However, they miscalculated again. This trench was shallower than the previous one, only more than a foot deep, but was one meter wide. After estimating the width of the trench, these war horses fell down one after another, and what greeted them was waves of dense rain of arrows.

The third wave of cavalry did not rush forward. With the obstacles from the previous two waves, their speed dropped, which also created an opportunity for them to circle the horses. In front of them, the remaining cavalry were running back. Looking at the distance of one or two hundred steps, everyone was a little nervous. No one knew how many such traps were dug under the seemingly flat ground.

Tinig was extremely annoyed. When these damn Anqing coalition forces set up camp, they did not forget to set up these seemingly simple traps but extremely lethal to the cavalry. At that short distance, I wonder how many such trenches would be there. Do you fill them with the lives of the soldiers?

The frontal attack failed, Tienig turned his attention to the left.

But the situation on the left wing looked even worse. There were no trenches there, but there were continuous crossbows that scared everyone. When Tienig's eyes turned, he saw flames shooting densely at his subordinates.

The sound of linoline was endless. In a short period of time, I was afraid that tens of thousands of rockets would be shot out from the Fourth Battalion. Human powers would never be able to do this. This was the power of the Mechanism. What made Tinig even more frightened was that the soldiers in the Fire**, or when they were still in the air, exploded. The erupting flames fell on the soldiers, and the tongues of fire immediately rose up, but they could not be extinguished. This reminded him of the great defeat of Wu Liqi on Jishan. It was this strange flame that caused Wu Liqi's three thousand elite soldiers to be destroyed in one go.

The two thousand cavalry on the left were almost shrouded in rockets. In just a short time, a raging flame was ignited. The cavalry screamed and fled back. Before they could run a few steps, a huge explosion suddenly came from the ground, and fireballs ejected from the ground, sweeping more cavalry into the fire.

The ignited war horses completely lost control and rushed one by one with fire men. Some rushed to the camp of the fourth battalion and immediately shot to the ground at precise locations, while others rushed back to their camp. Without his instructions, there were already people in the Mongolian army bent their bows and arrows to shoot these fire men and horses to the ground.

When the attack on both sides failed, Tienig immediately wanted to retreat. Although there was no special arrangement on the right wing, the horses, antlers, and rocks densely distributed in front of the position made the horses unable to speed up. I believe that behind these things, the ones that welcomed their subordinates would be the dense infantry array of the Anqing border army. The cavalry without speed was completely seeking death in front of such gun forests.

It turned out that they had already thought that they would come to attack, and carefully set up such a trap, waiting for them to step in.

Before even a soldier from Anqing border army had already lost more than a thousand soldiers. Tienig couldn't help but be discouraged. Yun Zhao was indeed his nemesis.

A dense drum beat sounded from the city, and with the drum sound, the shouts of the city sky erupted from the quiet Fourth Battalion. Amid the shouts, rows of taxis were erecting spears. In a moment, a hedgehog-like gun forest formed, staring at Tinig.

"Retreat!" Tienig shook his head slowly. This sneak attack was a complete loss of rice without any trouble. Yun Zhao was really his nemesis.

Watching the Mongol cavalry slowly retreat, after retreating for a certain distance, they turned around and rode their horses and galloped away, and finally bursts of cheers broke out from the city.

"The power of the Anqing border army was finally seen with your own eyes today. The general has such a tiger and wolf army, which can sweep the Mongolian army in Luzhou and become more magnificent and majestic!" Cui Zhe was impressed at this time. In his opinion, the almost irresistible Mongolian cavalry under the Anqing border army was like clay sculptures and tiles. In an instant, they were beaten to pieces and left in a mess.

Yun Zhao smiled slightly, "It's not a fierce battle, it's just that I've been on guard. It's not that easy for the Mongolians to deal with the real battle between the two armies."

"The general is too modest. With the general's powerful soldiers, these men are worthy of this!" Cui Zhe said with great enthusiasm.

Yun Zhao laughed, Cui Zhe was full of confidence in the Anqing border army, which was also a good thing. This emotion would be conveyed to everyone in Yanggu County, and it would be a good thing for the Anqing border army in the future. He didn't say much now, and turned to Li Fugui and said, "Mazi, let all your soldiers go down to rest, there is no need for them!"

"Yes, general!" Li Fugui bowed and retreated. Just now, his two thousand soldiers had gathered at the city gate. If Tinig did not give up and fought with the Fourth Battalion, he would rush out at the right time to support the Fourth Battalion.

"It's okay today, let's take a shower and go to bed!" Yun Zhao stretched. He couldn't figure out the problem for a while, so he was too lazy to think about it. Perhaps Li Fugui was right. He only had to eliminate Barutu's army one by one, so no matter how many tricks he had, he could not perform it.

Li Mazi's fifth battalion suffered too much casualties and could hardly be used for the next big purpose. He had to re-spread the troops. Faced with the current situation in Luzhou, perhaps, it was the safest choice to transfer the third battalion. Yan Xiaoyi's cavalry battalion also had to be transferred. Now Yizhou is on a defensive position, Yan Xiaoyi's cavalry is not very useful, while Luzhou wants to expand its territory, and field battles with Barutu are indispensable. Yan Xiaoyi's cavalry battalion can play a greater role.
Chapter completed!