Chapter 82: If you have a grudge, you will be revenge

Dunzi rode his horse to catch up with Meng Hu and gasped, "General, they are catching up."

"Um?"

Meng Hu turned around and saw that there were already sparks of fire in the wilderness behind him. Among the flashes of light and desolate, the dark Mingyue Light Cavalry was chasing all over the mountains and fields. It was obvious that the Mingyue Empire Army did not intend to give up this time, and it was very likely that he would kill all the thousands of remaining cavalry under Meng Hu even after chasing him to the ends of the world.

Do you want to kill all the people? You don’t even understand the principle that the enemy will not pursue?

Situ Rui, today I will give you an unforgettable lesson!

Suddenly, a trace of inexplicable ferociousness surged in Meng Hu's eyes. He rode his horse and turned to Qi Diaozi beside him and said, "Qi Diaozi, do you still remember the large grassy beach not far from Panlong Mountain?"

"Runcaotan?" Qi Diaozi said sternly, "What does the general mean to lead the Mingyue pursuers to Ruancaotan?"

Meng Hu smiled grimly and said, "The grass on the beach is full of wormwood. Now it is the season when the grass and trees are bleak. Just set a fire. Hehe, the more than 20,000 bright moon light cavalry behind us should be wiped out!"

Qi Diaozi swallowed and said in confusion: "But Mingyue Qingqi is behind us. Now it is the northwest wind. If you set fire, you can only burn ourselves and not Mingyue Qingqi."

Meng Hu smiled grimly and said, "You don't have to worry about this anymore. This general has his own way."

After saying that, Meng Hu turned around and gave a few instructions to Dunzi and Leopard. Dunzi and Leopard immediately divided into two groups, leading more than 300 cavalry to escape from the squadron, and swept towards the left and right wings. Meng Hu deliberately asked the barbarian cavalry to slow down and then continued to flee forward and flee in panic when Mingyue Light Cavalry approached.

Outside Xiling City, the bright moon camp.

The battle report spread into Situ Rui's central army tent like a flowing stream. Situ Rui and Yan Changkong, and Qin Qi's generals soon knew the whole ambush. Situ Rui looked gloomy. I don't know if it was because Yan Ting's death was sad or because the carefully designed trap failed to achieve complete success.

Yan Changkong hesitated for a moment and still advised: "Governor General, although this ambush failed to capture Meng Hu's more than 10,000 cavalrymen in one go, it also hurt them after all. Although three or four thousand cavalry escaped by chance, General Yao Mingyuan's cavalry division has been hunting down. It won't be long before good news will be passed back."

Qin Qi and others nodded one after another. There is no suspense in the battle to achieve this. On this endless Sanjiang Plain, where can Meng Hu's three or four thousand remaining cavalry escape? Although Yao Mingyuan's light cavalry is not the elite of the Dingzhou Legion, it is a division of more than 20,000 cavalry. Even if one person spits, he can submerge Meng Hu's three or four thousand cavalry.

Situ Rui's expression was still gloomy and did not ease slightly because of Yan Changkong's persuasion.

Situ Rui dare not be as optimistic as Yan Changkong and the others. In Situ Rui's opinion, Meng Hu is an extremely dangerous person. As long as he has a breath and has a small soldier under him, it is a huge threat. As long as you are negligent and reveal a little flaw, he will pounce on you and give you a fatal blow.

Seeing that Situ Rui's expression was still the same, the generals gradually did not dare to say anything more, and their breathing became lighter. The atmosphere in the tent quickly became solemn again. Only the burning mutton fat torches made a sound of shaking from time to time, highlighting the dead silence in the tent.

After a while, Situ Rui breathed a sigh of relief and ordered Yan Changkong to say, "General Changkong, send a quick horse to inform General Yao Mingyuan immediately, so that he can act cautiously. Never underestimate the enemy because Meng Hu just suffered a big defeat. Meng Hu is a dangerous person and must not take it lightly."

"Yes." Yan Changkong responded respectfully, "I will make arrangements for you now."

The torch is like a dragon, and the sound of hooves is like a tide.

Yao Mingyuan's more than 20,000 cavalry were rushing forward like a tide. In the wilderness not far ahead, three or four thousand barbarians were fleeing in panic. A smile of contempt quietly rose from the corner of Yao Mingyuan's mouth. The barbarians were difficult to deal with, but now they are still being chased by their own cavalry division, running like a rabbit?

Yao Mingyuan couldn't help but feel a little proud. It seems that Meng Hu is just like that.

"Report..."

Amid the shrill sound of the trumpet, a fast horse chased after him and gasped, "The Governor passed the message, let the general act cautiously and never underestimate the enemy."

"knew."

Yao Mingyuan sneered, thinking that Situ Rui was too cautious. Just because of the three or four thousand defeated generals under Meng Hu, what other storms can cause? This vast plain is endless, where can Meng Hu hide? What tricks can he play? Could Meng Hu really go to heaven and earth?

"General, the situation is wrong."

A corps leader stepped forward and reminded, "The weeds in the wilderness seem to have become dense. If the enemy sets fire, we will be in danger."

"Set the fire?" Yao Mingyuan laughed, "You don't look at what the wind direction is now?"

"The direction of the wind?" replied the captain of the regiment, "It seems that the northwest wind is blowing now."

"Isn't this going to end?" Yao Ming said in a long distance, "The enemy's remaining soldiers are fleeing southeast. We chase them behind them. If they set fire, they can only burn themselves, so how can they burn us?"

"Uh..." The captain of the regiment slapped his forehead and said ashamed, "The general's insight into the subtleties and admires the humble position."

Almost as soon as the cavalry of the Mingyue Empire Army had shaved past, three or four hundred cavalry suddenly appeared on the wasteland behind him like ghosts. In a flash, torches were lit in the dark wilderness. In the dark red light, Dunzi's cold face was revealed. He looked at the direction where the Mingyue Army was moving away and smiled fiercely, and ordered: "Set a fire!"

"yes!"

More than 300 cavalry responded to the promise, controlling the reins with one hand and holding the torch in the other hand and scattered everywhere. From time to time, bent down from the horse's back and used the torch in the fire to ignite the withered weeds on the wasteland. The fire quickly ignited everywhere on the wasteland. The northwest wind was blowing tightly. Where three or four hundred cavalry passed, the fire spread quickly. In less than a moment, it had already rolled into a huge fire.

The north wind is shining, and the fire is beating.

Dunzi shook his hand and threw the torch in his hand into the haystack, then flipped his hand and pulled out the sharp sword.

Behind Dunzi, more than 300 cavalry threw the torches in their hands and then pulled out the battle knife. Under the night sky, hundreds of sharp battle knifes reflected a dazzling cold light under the light of the fire.

In the bright moon army.

Yao Mingyuan was riding his horse and was about to catch up with the defeated barbarians in front of him. A guard behind him suddenly screamed in fear. While riding his horse, he turned around and pointed behind him and shouted: "General, fire, it's on fire..."

"What did you say! What kind of fire!?"

Yao Mingyuan's heart jumped. When he looked back quickly, he saw that piles of wildfires had already ignited on the wasteland behind him, and more fire heads were extending rapidly to the left and right sides. The northwest wind was blowing rapidly, and the wind helped the fire. In just a blink of an eye, hundreds or thousands of fire heads had gathered into a fire dragon, extending the wasteland and chasing the buttocks of the Mingyue army swept over.

The speed of the fire catching up is much faster than the speed of the cavalry running.

Soon, the burning fire approached the rear formation of Mingyue Qingqi. Mingyue Qingqi, who was landing behind, suddenly panicked. They waved their swords hard and slapped the horse's butt, all desperately trying to escape quickly, so as not to be swallowed by the surging fire.

"What the hell is going on?"

Yao Mingyuan rode his horse and didn't dare to stop him, but shouted loudly, "How did this fire burn? Who fucked the torch that ignited the wasteland?"

"General, this fire doesn't seem to be burned by himself!"

A cavalry captain shouted tragically, "The fire must have been hiding behind and lit on purpose, otherwise it would not have burned so quickly, and there would not be so many fires. If we had known this, we would not have chased into this weed beach. Now it is miserable. Where can we escape such a big fire?"

"It's useless to say this now."

Yao Mingyuan roared angrily, but he felt regretful in his heart, but the three or four thousand barbarians were obviously not far ahead. Meng Hu really dared to send someone to hide behind and set fire? This guy really had the courage to die with him? After all, once the fire burned, he would not recognize anyone. Whether it was the Mingyue Empire soldiers or the barbarians, they would all be burned to ashes.

Among the barbarian cavalry.

Qi Diaozi slapped his horse and caught up with Meng Hu and said tragically: "General, have you really set fire?"

Meng Hu smiled grimly and said, "Why, are you scared?"

Qi Diaozi said tragically: "Water and fire are ruthless. If this fire is burned, you won't recognize anyone!"

Meng Hu suddenly tilted his mouth forward and smiled and said, "Lao Qi, look ahead, what is that?"

"Front?" Qi Diaozi looked up in confusion, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say, "Panlonghe!?"

As soon as Qi Diaozi finished speaking, his mount was already rushing down the river beach and stepped onto the solid ice layer. However, what surprised him was that the war horse under his crotch did not fall, but continued to run steadily. Qi Diaozi lowered his head in confusion. When he looked at the fire, he found that there was a large amount of artemisia on the ice surface, no wonder it did not slip.

In less than a moment, Qi Diaozi rode his horse across the Panlong River, which was about a hundred feet wide. Then he saw a leopard on the other side of the river, and more than 300 riders behind the leopard. The more than 300 riders had already dismounted and arranged one by one, one by one, and one by one, and one by one, was burning fire arrows. The direction of the fire arrows was aimed at was the frozen river surface.
Chapter completed!