The next day, hundreds of thousands of Yun Nation soldiers swarmed toward Sanxi City, which was dozens of miles away. Their flags covered the sky. Although there was some chaos during the march, there was no major trouble.
Zi Donglai, the Protectorate of the Northeast's Protectorate General, had been waiting for a long time. When they were still 10 miles away from Sanxi City, he opened the city gate and led the army out. They collided with the Yun Nation's army. After the vanguard met the enemy, they split into two groups, bypassed the Yun Nation's Western Army in the center, and charged toward the mixed coalition army at the back.
The mixed army was well-equipped, and even the ordinary soldiers were wearing leather armor. However, the greatest problem was that they lacked a unified command, and all of them wanted to preserve their own strength. As a result, they had only clashed with the enemy for a few moments before they were slaughtered into chaos. The army of more than one hundred thousand was directly routed by the charge of the ten thousand soldiers of the Protectorate of the Northeast. If not for the Western Garrison Army turning around and launching a pincer attack, they would have lost more than half of their men in this battle.
Zi Donglai stood on a hill at the side with a pair of binoculars that were sent to him a few days ago. He sneered as he looked at the Yun Nation's army fleeing in all directions.
These Yun Nation bastards actually dared to attack him. They really didn't know their place.
"All troops, disperse to both sides and advance 1.5 miles toward the city center. Take a break at Mount Yuguan and Mount Daze and wait for orders. Keep your distance from the Western Army!"
After that, he used his binoculars to carefully observe the Western Garrison Army in the distance. This army was considered the most powerful one in the Yun Nation. Their movements were orderly and orderly, and their murderous aura soared to the sky. They were indeed considered elites.
However, they were only elites in the Yun Nation.
Zi Donglai was interested in a carriage-like thing in the Western Army's formation. On top of it was a box that was as tall and wide as a person, and there were two people standing behind the box.
"Zhao Yue, Zhao Yang, Zheng Qian, Chi Zuo, lead the troops and attack!" Under Zi Donglai's order, 4,000 aboriginal soldiers drew their long sabers and charged toward the Western Army on the central plain.
There was no hesitation in the 4,000 people attacking the 100,000 people.
Zi Donglai used the binoculars to watch the Western Army push the carriages to the front of the formation and open the wooden boards at the back, revealing dense arrows.
"Release!"
The Western Garrison Army gave the order, and the two people in the carriage immediately pulled the lever next to the box. Countless crossbow bolts shot out from the box, forming a black arrow rain.
"Kill!" The aboriginal warriors at the very front brandished their long swords and chopped down the arrows that were shot at them. However, there were still some arrows that slipped through and pierced through their bodies. Many soldiers who were hit in vital spots immediately fell to the ground. Even more soldiers who were pierced by arrows only paused for a moment before roaring and charging forward with bloodshot eyes.
After a round of shooting, the soldiers with shields and spears immediately passed through the gaps between the carriages, firmly surrounding the carriages.
Someone immediately brought a few boxes to the carriage. The boxes were filled with exposed arrow shafts.
Someone aimed the arrow shaft at the back of the box and pressed it into the hole left by the crossbow bolt. In just a moment, a quarter of the box was filled.
Four boxes with arrow shafts were pressed on. The box on the carriage was already filled with crossbow bolts.
"Retreat!" Zi Donglai ordered.
The scene he had just seen had given him an understanding of the use of the carriages in the Yun Nation.
At least 100 crossbow bolts were shot out in a fan shape, covering a large area. Moreover, their penetrative power was quite high, and their range far exceeded that of a normal crossbow bolt's 100 steps. Even at a distance of 200 steps, they were still quite powerful.
But in this round, at least two hundred soldiers had died.
The other party only used six such carriages in each direction. From what he could see, the Yun Nation had at least 60 such carriages.
Another point was that this new weapon from the Yun Nation could reload the crossbow bolts very quickly. From what he could see, the crossbow bolts could be reloaded after a count of 30.
It was indeed a little troublesome to encounter such a weapon in the wilderness.
He immediately ordered everyone to bypass the Western City Army and return to the city.
He dared to divide his troops into two groups to bypass the Western City Army and directly attack the coalition army. He also dared to let them return under the nose of the Western City Army.
If the Western City Army dared to chase after them, it would be exactly what he wanted. The crossbow boxes on the carriages could only be used for confrontation between two armies and couldn't be used for pursuit.
Zi Donglai gently tossed the walkie-talkie with one hand and caught it. This thing was indeed a good thing. With this thing, it was very convenient to convey orders on the battlefield. It could be directly transmitted to the battalions, and the 10,000 soldiers could be divided into 10 battalions.
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Ren Baqian found out about this battle that night. Under the nose of the Western City Army, Zi Donglai divided his troops into two groups to bypass the Western City Army and attack the coalition army at the back.
Ren Baqian didn't know much about Zi Donglai, the Protector General of the Northeast, but those who could reach this position weren't easy to deal with.
According to the guard beside him, among the five Protectors, Hong Wu, the Protector General of the North, was the most skilled, Li Qianqiu, the Protector General of the Central, Xi Wanya, the Protector General of the South, and Zhuo Yue, the Protector General of the Southeast, had never made any mistakes. Many people felt that he didn't look like an aboriginal.
Zi Donglai, the Protector General of the Northeast, had the coldest temperament and the sharpest use of troops. He was like an incomparably sharp steel knife.
Putting aside the matter of the Northeast, Ren Baqian wasn't far from Li Qianqiu. If he stayed put, he would be able to see Li Qianqiu tomorrow night.
At present, the Great Xia army was on its way back, and the reinforcements from the Protectorate of the South were still two days away. Only the 3,500 soldiers that had been transferred from the various cities were following the Great Xia army from afar.
Even with the winged cavalry and the 3,500 soldiers, it would still be difficult for Li Qianqiu to directly attack the Great Xia army. One had to know that there were a large number of practitioners in this Great Xia army. If they used the same method as they did outside Ziyue City and the aboriginals were hindered, the archers would fire in unison, greatly increasing the casualties of the aboriginals.
After all, the practitioners were far faster than the aboriginal warriors of the same level.
Therefore, he maintained a distance from the Great Xia army and began to retreat again to join up with Ren Baqian.
With Ren Baqian's mortars disrupting the enemy's formation, the winged cavalry would insert their blades and continue to disrupt the enemy's formation. Li Qianqiu's troops would then be able to expand the enemy's chaos. At that time, the 3,500 soldiers would also attack at the right time. This Great Xia army would be attacked from both front and back and would definitely be defeated.
"Let's just wait here. It's tiring to run around!" Ren Baqian immediately decided to stay here after knowing Li Qianqiu's movements.
On the afternoon of the next day, Ren Baqian met the winged cavalry who was acting as a mounted scout.
After being exposed to all kinds of grenades, mortar shells, and anti-aircraft machine guns, they felt a little awkward without Ren Baqian at their back.
Now that they saw the Great Xia army's formation, they immediately thought of looking for Principal Ren. With a round of artillery fire and a round of grenades, the enemy's front line would immediately be shattered. After that, it would be much easier to charge and kill.
Not long after, when Ren Baqian and Li Qianqiu met up, Li Qianqiu immediately used his huge palms to slap Ren Baqian and said, "Principal Ren, I always feel like I'm missing something without you by my side. I'm relieved to see you."
As he spoke, he slapped Li Qianqiu as if he was hammering a nail. By the time he finished speaking, Ren Baqian's ankles had sunk into the ground.
If I can slap you into the ground in the future, I will miss you even if I don't see you for a day! Ren Baqian thought to himself as he pulled his feet out of the ground. What did it mean to not bully the young for being poor? This was exactly what he was doing!
"Where's the Great Xia army?" Ren Baqian asked.
"About 60 kilometers southeast," Li Qianqiu immediately replied.
"When do we attack?" Ren Baqian asked again.
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