When Yelu Chucai saw this scene, he brushed away an arrow that the Northern Liang Light Cavalry Captain had shot at his face. He quickly left the battlefield alone and came to the two thousand cavalry that were as immovable as a mountain. He said angrily to the indifferent man who was watching the fire from the other side of the river, "Hong Jingyan! Why did you leave us in the lurch?! "
The man with a pair of snow-white eyes stared at this noble relative of the imperial family and asked in return, "How did I leave you in the lurch? Were the four thousand Rouran cavalry not saving people? "
Yelu Chucai laughed in anger and pointed his sword at this martial arts master who had once competed with his brother-in-law for the title of King of the Southern Courtyard, "At this point, you still want to preserve your strength?! What, after losing to the Beiliang cavalry at the mouth of the gourd last time, you want to rely on these two thousand cavalry to escape?! "
Hong Jingyan pursed his lips, "From the beginning, I never thought that you and Lin Fu could succeed. I took the risk to come here because I didn't want you, Yelu Chucai, to die here in vain. Of course, this time, hundreds of the White Horse Crossbowmen returned alive, but you all died. When the time comes, His Majesty will definitely settle the score. Murong Baoding is surnamed Murong after all, he is not afraid of being held accountable. I, Hong Jingyan, am alone and weak. Although it is reasonable for me to bide my time, there are some things where reason is more important than reason. That is why I am here. Otherwise, do you think I have nothing better to do than come here to join in the fun?"
Hong Jingyan stared at the exasperated, burly general and said sarcastically, "Military merits? Do you and Lin Fu have your so-called military merits here? "
He shifted his gaze to the battlefield in the distance and sneered, "If your Black Crow Fence and Black Fox Fence died in vain, then wouldn't my four thousand elite cavalry have died in vain?"
Yelu Chucai flew into a rage out of humiliation, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. He covered his mouth with his hand and stared hatefully at the leader of the Rouran cavalry.
Hong Jingyan said flatly, "Yelu Chucai, remember, there are immortals on land in the jianghu, but there are no immortals on the battlefield who can reverse heaven and earth. So your brother-in-law's eight thousand cavalry died here, which is the general trend. I, Hong Jingyan, am only responsible for bringing you back alive to the imperial court. As for the rest, don't hope, and you have no right to hope."
Yelu Chucai did not turn around but pointed his sword at the battlefield behind him, "Don't you want to take the head of the third-rank Iron Buddha general Qi Dangguo?! His head was enough to make you, Hong Jingyan, a Marquis! Qi Dangguo is Xu Xiao's adopted son! "
Hong Jingyan smiled mockingly, as if he did not care to speak.
It was only then that Yelu Chu straightened his back and released his blood-stained palm. Looking at the exceptionally valiant Rouran cavalry behind Hong Jingyan, he laughed and said, "You barbarians who came from the Rouran Mountains, to have such a cowardly master is truly a blessing in disguise. You can forget about achieving any military exploits in the future, but I am not afraid of dying on the battlefield!"
The Rouran cavalry's chiliarchs had unfriendly eyes and were itching to attack.
Hong Jingyan raised his arm and stopped the chiliarchs from drawing their swords. Gently holding the reins of his warhorse, he looked into the distance and smiled, "Yelu Chucai, I have to say, you are far inferior to that slippery brother-in-law of yours. He, ah, is only one surname inferior to your idiotic brother-in-law, what a pity. "
For some reason, Yelu Chucai suddenly calmed down. He turned his head to look at the fighting in the south, and then at the comparatively peaceful north.
This young military general who was born high and mighty as Hong Jingyan had said, this rising star of Northern Mang's younger generation who had already become a Ten Thousand Man Commander at such a young age, said to Hong Jingyan with a calm expression, "I don't need you to save me. However, I beg you of one thing. Hong Jingyan, take away as many Dong Family cavalry as you can. If you agree, then I will apologize to you for the disgraceful words I said earlier."
Hong Jingyan, who was not in a hurry to make a promise, asked curiously, "Then you?"
Yelu Chucai's eyes were resolute, with a stubbornness that the men of the grasslands were all too familiar with. "My brother-in-law said that in business, one must be willing to part with capital. I will follow your four thousand Rouran cavalry to the end. How many Dong cavalry you can save with my life, Hong Jingyan, is up to you. How about it? "
Hong Jingyan narrowed his eyes, and finally nodded slowly.
Yelu Chucai turned his horse around with an indifferent expression, his back facing Hong Jingyan. He said softly, "I am a person who is about to die. There are some things that I have said, but don't take your anger out on the other men of the Dong clan. In the end, you were not willing to personally act today, and did not dare to kill that Qi Dangguo. Is it not because you are afraid that in the future, you will be pursued and killed by that young vassal king on the battlefield? But I feel that if it was Tuoba standing here, he would definitely act. "
A cold killing intent flashed through Hong Jingyan's eyes.
But in the end, Hong Jingyan smiled and said, "Don't worry and die. Perhaps I will personally avenge you."
Yelu Chucai went to his death.
As he urged his horse forward, he smiled. This young man thought of the little girl called Tao Manwu by his brother-in-law's side. He thought of the song that she often hummed. He had once tried to hum along with the little girl and her sister, but his brother-in-law had laughed and scolded him that it was worse than the snorting of a warhorse. After that, he resentfully stopped making things difficult for himself.
The grass grows next year, the wild geese go and come back.
The spring breeze blows this year, will Young Master return?
The green grass grows on the green flagstones, the azure-clothed man hums a tune from Jinling on the green flagstone bridge.
Whose daughter lowers her head and smiles?
The yellow leaves fall this year, year after year.
The autumn wind blows next year, will my wife be here?
The yellow flowers of the Yellow River flow, the yellow flowers of the Yellow River City bloom with yellow butterflies.
Whose son's saber is in its scabbard?
Yelu Chucai glanced at the battle saber in his hand that had two cracks. He raised his head and laughed out loud, "The wild geese go and come back. I, Young Master, will not be returning this year!"
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Behind him, Hong Jingyan's horse and the two thousand Rouran cavalry remained motionless. Hong Jingyan did not care about a dead person's last words, but he cared greatly about the dead person's unintentional words.
If it were Tuoba, he would definitely kill Qi Dangguo today.
Back then, when Hsu Fengnian traveled to Beimang in an out-of-body state, he passed by the Rouran Mountains. In that golden wheat field, Hong Jingyan avoided the battle.
Back then, Hong Jingyan believed that his choice was not wrong. He wanted the martial way and the world to be his. He wanted both. He wanted to walk further and higher than Tuoba, be it in the pugilistic world or the imperial court. Hence, there was no need for him to let his emotions affect his decisions. He wanted to fight a person who was bound to die and suffer great losses.
However, Hong Jingyan did not expect that the knot in his heart that should have been undone after Hsu Fengnian died at Wang Xianzhi's hands, would become more and more obstructive to his martial way realm after Wang Xianzhi, that old man from Martial Emperor City, failed to kill that Xu guy.
Hong Jingyan exhaled softly. His naturally snow-white eyes stared blankly at the blue sky. There were no clouds in the sky.
This Great Grandmaster, who was once viewed by Beimang as having the greatest hope of surpassing Tuoba, told himself in his heart that to sharpen his state of mind, he would start by killing Qi Dangguo.
Hong Jingyan retracted his gaze and turned to give orders to the few Chiliarchs.
He wanted the two thousand Chiliarchs to rescue the Dong Clan's cavalry that only had about a thousand men left on the smallest battlefield. Then, they would return to their encampment.
Although they did not understand, the Rouran Cavalry who were born to obey orders obeyed the orders and began to charge.
Hong Jingyan, who was patiently observing the situation on the battlefield, suddenly frowned. Then, he muttered to himself, "It's really Heaven's Perception. It seems that I made the right bet."
Hong Jingyan turned to look to the east and sneered, "Hsu Fengnian, you are always going against the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao is on my side, not yours."
Hong Jingyan gently reined in his horse and slowly advanced. There was an extremely pleased smile on his face.
On the three battlefields, the two thousand White Feather Light Cavalry faced the two thousand Dong Clan private cavalry. The casualties were roughly the same, with only half of their men left alive. The two thousand Rouran Cavalry that were the last to be mobilized were also sent to reinforce this place.
On the second battlefield, the White Feather Light Cavalry led by Yuan Nanting had already secured victory. Dong Zhuo's number one cavalry general, Agudamu, had personally killed more than twenty men before finally dying under the blade of a nameless Beiliang soldier. The two thousand Dong Zhuo cavalry that had been surrounded still did not surrender after the death of their commander.
One person surrendered.
On the final battlefield, where the situation was the most tragic, the four thousand Rouran Cavalry and six thousand Iron Stupas had already penetrated each other's formations three times!
Yelu Chucai had died in battle.
His corpse was recognized and his head was cut off. It was raised high on the battlefield by the Iron Stupa cavalry lieutenant.
The Beiliang lieutenant who had done this had no joy on his face. There was only grief and indignation!
What was the use of surrendered soldiers in the Battle of Liang Mang?
There were no surrendered soldiers.
Perhaps if this battle had continued, for example, if the Beimang Army had broken through Beifu City outside Liangzhou Pass and fought all the way into Beiliang's Dao Territory, there might have been people willing to drag out an ignoble existence and surrender. For example, if the Beiliang cavalry had marched straight into the Southern Dynasty, there would still be people willing to live and not die.
But these two situations would only appear after many people had died.
If one did not personally go to the northwest border and personally witness the confrontation between the two armies, perhaps one would never understand the heroism of both sides.
Thus, the greatest joke in the world was that there were very few people in the Central Plains of Liyang who respected the three hundred thousand cavalry of Beiliang. On the other hand, Beimang, as their mortal enemy, no matter how deeply they hated the Beiliang Frontier Army, in the depths of many people's hearts, they would always view this army as an opponent worthy of respect.
Hong Jingyan's horse leisurely and leisurely galloped forward, as if quietly waiting for something.
On the three battlefields, corpses were strewn across the ground and warhorses whimpered.
In the jianghu, only those who were afraid of death would not easily die.
On the battlefield, one could not be afraid of death.
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