The sun is shining, accompanied by the earth's vibration, and the dust and smoke are flying wildly.

Under the warm sunshine, the galloping cavalry pulled their bows and shot arrows, shrinking into a round array of Qi soldiers, and also pulled their bows to fight back, but they did not dare to break through the front line and break into Chang'an. Once they lost their formation, they would have to be slaughtered in the field.

Meng Juehai stood in the middle of the array, surrounded by personal soldiers holding shields, guarding against the arrows shot. He looked at the Shatuo cavalry who were dragging dust and smoke from two hundred steps away. He never thought that one day he would land in such a field. He was attacked twice at night and his morale collapsed. Now he was chased and killed like a dog with a broken family.

It was not that he had thought of counterattacking, but on the way to retreat to the Wei River, the cavalry led by King Deng rushed to rescue. The southern cavalry was finally a little worse than the opponent. Not only were the horses slightly shorter, but most of the cavalry could not be able to pull their bows freely on the horse's back like this Shatuo cavalry. A cavalry that met more than 3,000 people was broken and fled in all directions.

Taking advantage of this space, he had time to gather four or five thousand people who had crossed the Wei River to distance themselves from the Shatuo cavalry who were busy chasing them and flee far to Huazhou.

But at the moment, the other party is like a pack of wolves. If he does not capture prey, he will be entangled and chased him all the way from the Wei River, without giving them a chance to breathe.

The arrows like rain fell jingling on the raised shields, some of which passed through the gap and fell inside, and some people cried and fell to the ground.

The Shatu cavalry who tried to break through the front rushed closer. What greeted him was a spear that poked out the shield, and stabbed the war horses wildly and the Shatu people above. The latter pulled the reins and used the greatest force to tilt the horse's head. The sharp spear head was still rubbing the horse's belly, and the flesh and blood of the horse's buttocks passed.

The war horse fell down with a roar of wrath. The Shatuo soldiers hurriedly got up, turned around and ran towards the group of cavalry rushing outside. The next moment, arrows shot out from the shield formation and nailed him to death.

"It's not a solution to continue like this..."

Meng Juehai lowered his bow and arrow, his eyes moved everywhere, and he drew his face in panic. When he looked over the gap and looked back, his expression suddenly changed a little. He pushed away the soldiers next to him and strode close to the edge. With the anxious obstruction of his personal soldiers, he pressed a shield and clearly saw a group of soldiers standing on the other end in the distance.

"Haha... I will not perish if the sky will not destroy me! Reinforcements are coming, they are the soldiers from Huazhou. All the soldiers are cheering up and fight the Shatuo people to death!"

This was actually said to the soldiers around and the Shatu people outside. After all, he did not believe that the prefect of Huazhou could have such courage to lead troops to reinforce. The only possibility was that a general under his command had gathered the defeated soldiers and was looking for him or returning to Chang'an.

His words spread, and the morale of the soldiers who gritted their teeth and held their feet was obviously cheering up a lot, and slowly moved towards the other side with a formation like a tortoise shell.

At this time, the Shatuo Cavalry naturally saw the change. Under the big flag with the word "Li", it was like a red war horse burning with flames. Li Cunxiao looked at the soldiers in the distance, and then looked at the "turtle shell formation" in front of him and suddenly raised his hand. The messenger on the side rode his horse and ran away, blew the horn.

The desolate horn echoed the field, and the rushing cavalry changed direction while the speed of the rushing cavalry remained unchanged, turning into two long black dragons and running to both sides of the big circle.

Li Cunxiao urged the horse to trot toward the slowly moving tortoise shell formation and stopped two steps, holding the Yu King's spear in one hand and the other, "You are so good to hear that, thief, let you wait for now. It's better to run faster. When my command, the war horses will rest and come again, but by then, it's not this one!"

Xilulu-

The horse was neighing, Li Cunxiao turned around and dragged his cloak to run. The cavalry on both sides turned around and followed one by one and disappeared into the hills ahead.

The battlefield of fighting and shouting rumbling away with the sound of horse hooves. The thousands of people under Meng Juehai finally had a breathing moment. He inserted his knife back into the sheath, and let someone lead his horse and quickly headed towards more than 3,000 people coming over there.

"Supervisor?"

Seeing the figure in the leader, the man was stunned for a moment, and soon reacted, turned over and got off the horse and stepped forward and arched: "Meng Juehai thanked the military supervisor for help!"

On the other side, Geng Qing walked up to meet him, took the water bag around his waist and handed it to the defensive envoy, "It's shameful that Geng fled back in a panic and happened to meet him, but how could he finally scare the enemy away? General Meng, let's hurry up and leave here so that the Shatuo cavalry would fail to return again."

The cool water flowed through the hot stomach and intestines, Meng Juehai breathed comfortably. For Geng Qing in front of him, at first he thought he had died in the chaos of the Shatuo people's second attack on the camp that night. Unexpectedly, he survived and gathered so many defeated soldiers along the way. From this point of view, except for his lack of martial arts, he was already a qualified corps.

"You have to hurry up and leave." Meng Juehai put the block on the wall and handed the water bag back to the young man. He looked at the panicked military formation over there and pursed his lips.

"This leader Shatuo cavalry general has a variety of methods and is elusive. Moreover, his martial arts are rare in the world. He is unable to compete with the enemy. He has to go back to Chang'an first, rectify his morale and then use troops."

"So, get off quickly."

Geng Qing's face was so panicked that he didn't care too much. He thought about the time and urged to join forces with Meng Juehai to speed up his journey.

However, the more than a thousand soldiers he had gathered first subconsciously separated from Meng Juehai's command, surrounded them and rushed to the nearest Ba Bridge.

The sun shines on the depressed team and stretches to the west, shining at the bustling giant city. The market is still noisy and lively. With the orders of the war report, the cavalry ran across the streets, and rushed into the imperial city in a mess.

Taiji Palace.

A group of civil and military officials stood silently on the Golden Hall. Huang Chao, who was sitting on the dragon throne, looked at the information presented in his hands, closed his eyes, and then looked at the map hanging on the hall, which marked the plan for war to the west and north, but now everything has become so pale.

"The two troops...lose together!"

He threw away the battle report casually, got up and walked to the map and said softly, suddenly tearing it off, kneading it into a ball and smashing it hard on the ground.

His eyes were filled with chills, and he looked at the silent group of ministers and generals below.

"The generals who followed me, from north to south, from south to now Chang'an, how brave and good at fighting at the time, but what's going on now? I was the emperor and let you enjoy wealth and prosperity. I have been so comfortable for too long that I forgot how to fight?!"

The old man's voice raised his voice throughout the hall, kicking the crumpled map below with one kick.
Chapter completed!