Chen Yunfeng had no intention of acquiring 100,000 cavalry.
He just wanted to build a cavalry that did not belong to the imperial court.
Once Xiangyang could no longer be defended, he could at least break through the enemy's siege and let the warriors here leave; It doesn't matter if you die fighting for the people, but you can no longer resist, so you have to leave vitality to the Central Plains Wulin.
It was predicted in advance that there would be two vanguard cavalry troops on the northern route of the Mongolian army in Xinye and Dengzhou.
These Mongolian soldiers were all the best among the best.
They would sit down with one man and three cavalry.
If they were to take them back, they could organize at least 3,000 cavalry.
Chen Yunfeng didn't know much about military training, but Guo Jing and Huang Rong did.
He just needed to help them get enough war horses.
The day the Mongolian army sent troops happened to be Guo Xiang's sixteenth birthday, and Chen Yunfeng and her were getting married in two days.
Today, he is preparing the first additional betrothal gift.
Master Yideng and Qiu Qianren originally wanted to join the war, but Chen Yunfeng felt that it was meaningless to let the two monks go to the battlefield, so he asked them to prepare for other things.
In Xinye, there were such a large number of the strongest masters from the Central Plains waiting for Mongolia The arrival of the vanguard.
"Boom boom boom" A burst of rapid horse hoofbeats in the distance kept approaching.
Where the sound was, there was a sky full of dust and a long team approaching at high speed.
Zhou Botong, who was exploring on the ridge, smiled and said: "Everyone, the Mongolian vanguard has arrived.
I will go to the back with the old beggar to intercept them.
I will leave this place to you."
"Go, they are just ordinary soldiers.
Just be careful of their bows and arrows, and remember to try not to hurt the horses."
Huang Yaoshi patted a pocket on his waist and said with a smile.
There were tens of thousands of mung bean-sized steel balls inside, which were specially made by his grandson-in-law Chen Yunfeng for his finger snapping magic.
With his late-stage innate finger strength, the lethality of the shots was not as good as that of rifles in later generations of armies. , but it’s almost the same as a powerful pistol.
When an innate warrior commits robbery, even if there are a thousand people, he can do it by himself as long as he has enough time.
However, what Chen Yunfeng wanted was to finish this job quickly.
They still had a lot of things to do.
Zhou Botong and Hong Qigong each led a team of warriors to the other side of the ridge.
However, Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng and Yang Guo blocked the intersection, while the remaining hundreds of people were scattered on both sides of the official road; Everything is ready.
Before it was time to drink tea, the Mongolian cavalry of the brigade had already approached less than a hundred feet away.
They saw only three Central Plains people at the intersection, one of whom had a broken arm.
A centurion in the front group waved his hand, and a dozen or so people in front came.
The Mongolian soldiers and horses fired their bows and arrows at Huang Yaoshi and others before the battle ceased.
"Wait until they get close and kill them all in one go."
Huang Yaoshi said with an evil chill on his face.
The Mongolian bows and arrows were extremely lethal, but only to ordinary people or ordinary soldiers.
Among the three people currently blocking the official path, there are two innate warriors, and there is even Ouyang Feng, who is in the middle stage of Jindan; Although Ouyang Feng was a Hu and had no opinion on the war in the Central Plains, he had great trust in Chen Yunfeng.
Moreover, his godson Yang Guo was from the Central Plains and helped them kill the Mongolian Tatars who had nothing to do with him. , then just kill a chicken and put no pressure on him.
A master's aura suddenly burst out from Ouyang Feng.
A foot away in front of him, a Qi mask wrapped the three of them inside.
The bows and arrows that were shot whirringly hit the Qi mask and bounced one by one.
Landed on the ground.
Saw such a strange situation.
The centurion in front raised his hand, and the thousands of cavalry that had been galloping suddenly stopped.
He slowly raised his hand.
The entire team kept moving, and soon more than a hundred cavalry gathered in front.
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"shoot."
The centurion pointed his hand forward, and a hundred cavalrymen quickly began to fire a dense rain of arrows in succession.
One after another long arrows crossed the distance between the two sides, but Ouyang Feng looked at the Tatar soldiers coldly; It would be difficult for even an innate warrior to shoot through the Qi shield set up by a golden elixir master, let alone ordinary soldiers with extraordinary arm strength and superb shooting skills.
Waves followed one after another, but when the arrows fell on the Qi shield, they all broke off and fell to the ground.
There was already a thick layer of broken arrows piled up in front of the three people.
When the Mongolian army was about to force an assault with its war horses, the three of them rushed towards the Tatar forward troops at high speed with their bodies holding the infuriating masks.
Less than a hundred feet away.
The Mongolian cavalry fired three waves of arrows again, but they were unable to penetrate the Qi mask and put pressure on them.
When they were close to a distance of ten feet, Yang Guo and Huang Yaoshi's fingers kept ejecting, and the steel balls flew through the air and shot into the forehead of the Tatar in front, causing blood splashes to burst out.
The three masters rushed into the cavalry troops, and in the blink of an eye they were like lions rushing into the lambs' team.
Each Mongolian soldier's head was either smashed by Ouyang Feng, or killed by the steel balls in Yang Guo and Huang Yaoshi's hands.
When these teams were about to turn around, the same violent killings from behind had already subsided.
The figures of the five people were as fast as lightning, flashing with the speed of death reaping lives.
The messy Tatar forwards began to flee in all directions, but were blocked again.
The Jianghu masters ambushing around were wiped out one by one.
Less than a stick of incense passed.
In a small valley less than ten miles away from Xinye, all the Tatars, from ordinary soldiers to vanguard generals, turned into corpses.
After these corpses were all thrown into the nearby ravine by a group of masters, a group of Beggar Gang disciples Then they quickly retreated to Xiangyang with more than 3,000 war horses.
On the outskirts of Dengzhou, a more frightening scene has just ended.
Compared with the troops in Xinye, the Mongolian cavalry here is slightly slower.
There are no valleys here to ambush, so the main purpose of this attack here is There are only three people in the fighting force.
Chen Yunfeng, his wife You Ruo and Xiao Qing were divided into triangles and waited quietly, while Chen Yunfeng was alone in the middle of the extremely wide avenue.
The general of this forward team is called Mu Huatie, who has just been promoted to a guerrilla general.
As a team in the north led by Meng Ge Han, the command and combat capabilities of a forward general like him are no worse than those of Kublai Khan's army in the south; Mu Huatie did not hold the line at the rear like other generals, but led the army in front of the line himself.
Like other Mongolian generals, he was a little worried about Guo Jing in Xiangyang, who had been the marshal of the Mongolian expedition to the north.
Generals, they don't take it seriously.
The fast-moving troops quickly passed Dengzhou.
Their goal was to rush outside Xiangyang City today to clean up and select a location for the following army; Muhuatie, who already felt that he could be promoted again after this battle, suddenly saw a young man in green robes on the road ahead.
With murderous intent in his eyes, he reached out to grab his iron bow and picked up a wolf fang.
The arrow was shot forward.
To be continued: