Chapter 228 Escape

Yang Zhengshan and his horse swept through the north side of the camp, and three hundred cavalrymen crushed through the south side of the camp.

In just a moment, the Hu cavalry who were still attacking the camp's defense line fell into chaos.

Some were covered in blood and flesh, some were trying to escape in panic, and some were still attacking desperately without knowing the situation.

However, Zhayan on the hillside finally reacted at this time.

"Quick, quick, make them all retreat!"

woohoo~~
A dull horn sounded.

Upon hearing this, the Hu cavalry that were besieging the camp fled in panic.

But can they escape?

The camp was so small that a circle was only two miles long. It only took Yang Zhengshan three or two minutes to charge from the back of the camp to the entrance on horseback.

Hehehe~~
Rushing to the entrance, Hong Yun actually raised his leg and kicked a horse in front of him away.

"Don't kick the horse, that's our horse!" Yang Zhengshan said with some heartache as he looked at the warhorse that was thrown ten feet away.

This is a trophy. A war horse is worth at least dozens of taels of silver.

As a result of Hong Yun's excitement, dozens of taels of silver became just a few taels of silver, and the good war horse had to be slaughtered for its meat.

Xilulu! !

Hongyun shook his big head and bared his teeth at Song Dashan beside him.

Song Dashan, covered in blood, also grinned.

Seeing his silly look, Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but shook his head.

"Stop messing around, chase them and kill them!"

Three hundred cavalrymen had already arrived. Yang Zhengshan joined them and rushed directly towards the western hillside.

At this time, Zha Yan saw that the situation was not good and fled with his men.

What does it mean to flee in panic?
Right before your eyes!

By the time Yang Zhengshan rushed to the top of the hill, Zhayan had already run several hundred meters with less than two hundred Hu cavalry.

"stop!"

Yang Zhengshan raised the spear in his hand and stopped the soldiers who wanted to continue chasing.

Although it would not be difficult to catch up with Hong Yun with their speed, Yang Zhengshan did not intend to continue chasing them.

Because this battle is the soldiers' first battle.

A resounding victory is enough. There is no need to prolong the battle and let the high morale of the soldiers fall.

The most important thing is to maintain the current state and enhance the confidence of the soldiers.

As for these escaped Hu cavalry, could they get away?

Don't forget that they also have tribal settlements.

Yang Zhengshan turned around and looked at Yang Mingzhen, who was full of excitement. "Arrange people to be on guard around here, and don't slack off!"

Although the battle has just ended, we cannot be careless at this time. What if the enemy strikes back or other Hu cavalry come to attack, that would be bad!
"Here."

Yang Mingzhen responded and immediately led dozens of cavalrymen to disperse and stand guard.

Yang Zhengshan led the remaining cavalry back to the camp.

This battle came quickly and went quickly.

In fact, the entire battle, from the time Yang Mingzhen ran back to report to the time Yang Zhengshan led the cavalry back to the camp, took only a little over two quarters of an hour.

But within these two quarters of an hour, the soldiers of the Anyuan City Garrison Camp killed nearly a thousand enemies, demonstrating their super strong combat effectiveness.

"grown ups!"

Seeing Yang Zhengshan coming back, Han Cheng's face was filled with unconcealable excitement and surprise.

In the first battle, the garrison battalion killed nearly a thousand enemies!
This is too unexpected, too exaggerated, and too unbelievable.

Although Han Cheng was in charge of the battle in the camp, he still felt incredible.

In fact, he had been a little worried before. The battlefield was brutal and anyone who went to it would feel anxious and uneasy. Han Cheng was no exception. He had even prepared himself to die on the battlefield.

However, he didn't expect that the battle would end like this.

There was no way. He had never been to the battlefield. He knew that the soldiers in the garrison battalion were very strong, but he really didn't have a clear idea of ​​how strong they were.

Not only him, but probably only Song Dashan in the entire garrison camp had some idea of ​​what was going on. This was because Song Dashan had been on the battlefield before and fought against the Hu cavalry many times.

"What are the casualties?" Yang Zhengshan asked calmly.

"Casualties!" Han Cheng was startled, then reacted and said quickly, "I'll go count them right away!"

"My Lord, I have already counted them!"

At this time, Song Dashan came over wearing a blood-stained iron armor and grinned, "Sir, there are no casualties, only a dozen with broken bones, and the rest are just superficial injuries!"

Yang Zhengshan raised his eyebrows. Such a casualty ratio was surprising, but also seemed reasonable.

In this battle, the strength of the enemy and our side was almost the same.

But the enemy attacked and we defended, and the enemy was mainly composed of cavalry, so we defended with the help of the defense line of the camp.

Although there is no strong city to defend, the garrison battalion still has the advantage of the defensive line under attack and defense.

In addition, although the military strength of both sides is almost the same, there is a big gap in the personal strength and training level of the soldiers on both sides.

Most of the soldiers in the garrison camp are warriors, while the number of warriors on the opposing Hu cavalry is estimated to be less than 20%.

As for training, the Hu cavalry are brutal and brave enough to fight, but in terms of training, they are not as good as most of the soldiers in Chongshan Town.

There is also a gap in weapons and equipment.

Simply put, these Hu cavalry have almost no advantages except for their fierceness.

However, in front of the well-trained garrison battalion, their ferocity seemed so fragile that they were totally vulnerable.

Yang Zhengshan was very satisfied with the results.

Three years!

He spent three years to train such an elite force. If hundreds of soldiers were killed in one battle, it would be a waste of his investment. "Immediately arrange for a military doctor to treat him. Zhou Ren has some medicine and medicinal wine I prepared. Go get them later!" Yang Zhengshan ordered.

The garrison battalion had military doctors, but their number was small, only twenty.

Only two of them were real doctors, and the remaining eighteen were apprentices trained by these two doctors at the request of Yang Zhengshan.

There is no way. Doctors are too difficult to train. A few years is not enough for Yang Zhengshan to train a great military doctor.

As for the medicine and medicinal wine, they were prepared by Yang Zhengshan himself. They were refined or brewed with the spiritual spring water and medicinal materials in the spiritual spring space. They have a good therapeutic effect on external injuries and fractures.

Then everyone began to clean up the battlefield. There were not many casualties, but the harvest was fruitful.

Nearly a thousand Hu cavalrymen stayed here, and their weapons, armor and horses all became spoils of the garrison camp.

Although most of the weapons, armor and horses were damaged, many were still intact.

As night fell, Zhou Ren came to Yang Zhengshan's tent, "Sir, the results of the battle have been counted!"

"Yeah!" Yang Zhengshan looked at the map and responded without raising his head.

Zhou Ren reported: "In this battle, our garrison beheaded 846 people, captured 323 war horses, 780 weapons of various types, and 73 complete sets of leather armor!"

Yang Zhengshan raised his head when he heard this.

"Three hundred and twenty-four war horses?"

"Well, they are all good war horses!" Zhou Ren said happily.

More than 800 heads were beheaded, but there were only more than 300 war horses. Obviously, the other war horses were either injured or dead.

This is normal, as there are still huge losses of war horses on the battlefield.

As for why there were no prisoners, it was very simple. Yang Zhengshan had no time to manage the prisoners, so even if there were prisoners, they would be beheaded.

Yang Zhengshan's mouth curled up slightly.

It took him three years to accumulate more than 300 war horses for the garrison camp, but after leaving the country, he captured more than 300 war horses in just one battle.

"Very good! Divide the war horses first!"

Although the garrison battalion only has more than 300 cavalrymen, this does not mean that the garrison battalion can only have 300 cavalrymen.

In fact, every soldier in the garrison camp has received riding training.

As long as Yang Zhengshan is given enough war horses, all members of the garrison battalion can be transformed into cavalry.

And the two hundred armored soldiers will become heavy cavalry.

"Yes!" Zhou Ren responded and left the tent.

Then, Song Dashan came in carrying two large bowls.

"Sir, it's time to eat!"

He put the food on the table.

Yang Zhengshan picked up the chopsticks and looked at the food in the bowl: two large pieces of coarse-grain cakes, a bowl of dried vegetable soup, and a large bowl of meat.

The garrison battalion’s rations included coarse-grain cakes, dried vegetables and dried meat.

The meat in the bowl should be horse meat.

Yang Zhengshan didn't dislike it and started eating with big mouthfuls.

"Mingzhen hasn't come back yet?"

After arranging the security around the camp, Yang Mingzhen led a dozen cavalrymen out to search for the traces of the Hu cavalry.

Song Dashan said: "Not yet!"

"Well, you go and make some arrangements so that everyone can have a good rest tonight. We may have to go out to fight again tomorrow!" Yang Zhengshan said, thinking about the Hu cavalry during the day.

The appearance of this group of Hu cavalry around the camp meant that their settlement should be not far from the camp. Yang Mingzhen had already discovered their traces before, so it was thought that their settlement was near the Songyuan River in the west.

While Yang Zhengshan was eating, Yang Mingzhen and three soldiers were climbing up a small hill.

They crawled on the ground and moved little by little to the top of the hill.

Under the cold moonlight, Yang Mingzhen gestured behind him and observed quietly.

It was early spring, and the grass and trees in the mountains were just beginning to sprout, unable to hide their figures.

However, the large and small rocks scattered across the top of the mountain could provide them with some cover.

Yang Mingzhen stretched his neck and observed his surroundings carefully, while listening to the movements around him.

A gentle breeze blew, and the sound of subtle breathing could be heard faintly.

Yang Mingzhen moved again and reached behind a huge rock.

Secret sentry!

Soon he spotted a figure huddled under a boulder.

His eyes lit up.

He had noticed that there were people here during the day, but he did not come over to check at that time, but waited until now to come over.

Since there are secret sentries here, it means that there are settlements of the Hu people around, and they should be on the other side of this hill.

Thinking of this, Yang Mingzhen did not hesitate and quietly moved behind the boulder.

Although the Hu clan secret sentry had been observing the surroundings, he did not notice the existence of Yang Mingzhen.

next moment!
With a "whoosh", the short blade pierced his throat.

Yang Mingzhen's figure has appeared in front of him.

After making sure that this guy was dead, Yang Mingzhen immediately looked around. When he confirmed that there was no one else around, he let out a breath.

Then he looked towards the other side of the hill.

I see!
Under the cold moonlight, a hazy felt tent appeared in his eyes, with a few faint spots of light.

"found it!"

Yang Mingzhen was overjoyed.

(End of this chapter)