The eastern exit of Miyun Mountain Pass suddenly contracted. It was as slender as a woman's waist. Xie Xibian relied on this type of geographical advantage to stop wave after wave of crazy attacks from the Northern Mang cavalry.
The 500 death elite cavalry from the Long Xiang army had already been completely wiped out. Along with the 1200 death cavalry from Zhong Tan who had charged out of the pass, the corpses of both sides and the war horses were piled up at the exit, forming a five foot tall natural short wall. The corpses of both men and horses were stacked on top of each other. Fresh blood flowed out, making the scene look slippery and sinister.
This was probably the most unique horse blocking formation in the history of war. Regardless of victory or defeat, this battle would definitely be recorded in the annals of history.
The cavalry of Feng Xiang and Lin Yao on the left and right had originally suffered slightly lighter losses. However, as the corpse wall continued to pile up, the endless stream of Beimang cavalry had no choice but to give up on breaking through from the front and turn to the left and right in an attempt to break through for the main force behind.
If it weren't for the fact that Xie Xi had received all of the crossbows from Cao Wei's 10 thousand cavalry, the support horses would have been able to shoot down the Beimang cavalry that had charged out of Miyun Pass. If it weren't for the fact that Xie Xi had received all of the crossbows from Cao Wei's 10 thousand cavalry and had enough arrows to shoot down the Beimang cavalry that had charged out of Miyun Pass, the fearless Zhong Tan elite cavalry would have already opened the door. Once the Beimang cavalry formed a complete front line outside the pass and allowed the Zhong family elite cavalry to act as the arrowhead to break through the formation, it would definitely be a massacre without any suspense.
Xie Xi's cavalry came from a variety of sources. Their overall strength wasn't outstanding in Liuzhou and couldn't be compared to Cao Wei's cavalry formed by Liangzhou's border cavalry. In addition, the 500 Long Xiang army that could be called experienced soldiers had all died in battle. This made Xie Xi's life hanging by a thread. He really couldn't take a single step back. As long as there was a loophole in the defensive formation and the Beimang cavalry took the opportunity, they would definitely be defeated. This had nothing to do with whether or not the youths in Liuzhou and the two towns' cavalry dared to die. On the battlefield, both sides were fighting for a breath of air.
Fortunately, Xie Xi's Xibian displayed the extraordinary talent of West Chu's twin jade annulus at such a crucial moment. He was like a craftsman with a unique eye, carefully and conscientiously patching up the holes, deploying the troops time and time again. If it was said that doing a Taoist rite in a snail's shell was a derogatory saying, then Xie Xi's Xibian forcefully turned this saying into a positive one, turning something rotten into something magical. Under Xie Xi's command, these 1,600 youths all abandoned their horses and picked up their spears. Together with the 600 cavalry that were temporarily pulled out to form an independent army, each holding a light crossbow and horse bow, these 1,600 people under Xie Xi's command had already blocked the gaps in the crumbling formation seven times. Only then did they stop the Beimang cavalry from surging out like a flood. During this period of time, almost every dangerous situation could be said to be a scheming battle between Xie Xi's Xibian and Beimang's general Zhong Tan. The latter purposely hid the true strength of his personal guards many times and mixed them in with the normal Mang cavalry. Then, with a spurt of energy, they were all accurately seen through by Xie Xi's foresight.
Xie Xibian's true command of this cavalry army that he still wasn't that familiar with had reached the level of 'commanding like an arm'. This not only required Xie Xibian to be completely confident in all of the details of the entire battlefield, such as the number of light crossbow arrows left on his side, the degree of damage to the soldiers' stamina from the cavalry bows and infantry bows, the thickness of the cavalry formation on the two wings, and other things. He also needed to be extremely clear about the enemy cavalry's situation, and even more so, he needed to carry out a rotation of his own forces without allowing for the slightest mistake. This way, he wouldn't weaken the entire defensive position, while also maintaining the necessary stamina for a protracted battle.
Xie Xibian's command could be said to be impeccable. Under this type of situation that was as firm as a boulder, the most obvious price to pay was that the five messenger cavalry all had hoarse throats. Even though Xie Xibian didn't personally enter the battlefield, his lips were also dry and cracked, his face pale.
However, Xie Xibian's eyes were always clear and bright, sparkling with brilliance.
This young general who had entered the northwest border less than half a year ago already won the respect of all of the Beiliang cavalry under his command.
There were some people who were born for the battlefield, destined to leave behind a name that the later generations couldn't forget in the bloody history books.
The Spring and Autumn Arms Armor Ye Baikui was once one, the White Clothed War Saint Chen Zhibao was always one, and Xie Xibian would also be one.
In reality, the commander of the Beimang cavalry, Zhong Tan, who had stopped his horse at the foot of the mountain wall at Miyun Pass, had personally witnessed this bloody battle where both sides died extremely quickly. Even though he wanted to personally chop off the head of this young Beiliang commander, he couldn't help but admire this person's ability to use troops. As the pillar of the new generation of the Beimang army supported with all of its resources, and the eldest son of General Zhong Shentong, Zhong Tan was completely different from his uncle, Zhong Liang, who was a martial arts grandmaster. Zhong Tan's ambition wasn't in Jianghu since he was a child. When he was still a teenager, his eyes were always fixed on the Liang Mang border. Time and time again, he would read the map of the two countries' border situation on the table with his father. The arrogant and conceited Zhong Shentong once confided to the young Zhong Tan that on the Liang Mang battlefield, although Beiliang's Yan Wenluan or our dynasty's Yang Yuanzan were fully deserving great generals who could take charge of an area, compared to people like Chen Zhibao, Dong Zhuo, and Chu Lushan, they were still a bit inferior. To determine whether a general could become the pillar of a country, it depended on two things. The first was to be able to attack and defend as he wished in a specific battle, using troops without any loopholes. The second was to be able to reach the height of having more troops in a battle that would determine the survival of a country. Under the premise that the battle strength was equal, having a thousand soldiers could kill fifteen hundred enemies, having a hundred thousand armored soldiers could kill two hundred thousand enemies. When one had a million cavalrymen, that would be the time to rule the world.
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