Yong Army cavalry, advancing from the center.

The leader of Dingwu tribe felt that there was an opportunity to reverse the situation of the war.

"Woooooo!"

The Xianbei people blew the horns.

All-out attack!

The two thousand Xianbei cavalry who originally attacked the left and right wings turned their horses at high speed to outflank the Yongzhou cavalry that was attacking the formation.

From the leader's main formation, nearly a thousand cavalry rushed out to confront the enemy.

One-third of the clan members went into battle on horseback, making them worthy of being a nation on horseback.

One thousand versus three thousand, the Yongzhou army suffered a numerical disadvantage.

Moge and Lantu became nervous.

Once the Yong army is defeated, the subsequent battles will be difficult to fight, and those who betrayed Xianbei will also be liquidated.

When they looked at Wang Fu, they didn't see any movement of the military command flag.

This means that the assault cavalry will have to fight alone.

Mo Ge hurriedly asked the army chief if he wanted to attack Ding Wu's tribe.

The chief secretary looked at the Chinese army and said: "Don't move lightly without the general's order."

"Then watch them being killed?"

Seeing Mo Ge's confusion, the chief secretary smiled and said: "The horseback archery may not be as good as that of the grassland people, but in defense, Yong's army is ranked second, and no one dares to say it is first."

Mo Ge turned around and looked at the battlefield again. The attacking Yong army had dismounted and formed a circular formation.

The Yong soldiers in the front row used their war horses as cover, and the four to five hundred soldiers in the rear were arranged in three groups, holding bows and arrows, corresponding to the three charging Dingwu cavalry groups.

When the enemy troops were approaching, the captain leading the team shouted: "Keep your aim and shoot freely!"

It's not that he is lazy, but that three thousand cavalry are swarming in, and there are pits and valleys all around. Even if he closes his eyes, he will not miss.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh whoosh!"

Without a unified command, the sounds of bows and strings and breaking wind are much more chaotic, and they don’t sound very powerful.

However, all the Yong troops in the regular establishment were decorated with steel triangular armor-piercing arrows.

Unless the opponent has double-layered iron armor, the person hit by the arrow will bleed profusely, and the damage will be extremely shocking.

Braving the continuous rain of arrows, the Xianbei cavalry rushed forward and responded with bone arrows.

However, Yong's soldiers are all fully armored, and no matter how many bone arrows they have, they can only sigh with joy.

Many Xianbei people rushed to the Yong army's formation, slashing with knives and stabbing with wooden spears, but they could only damage the opponent's horse barrier.

"Wow!"

When a large number of Xianbei people were shot down, some brave people couldn't wait any longer, so they jumped over the barrier from their fast horses and jumped into the Yong army's formation.

As a result, these "flying men" have become the best targets for elite shooters to show off their shooting skills, and each of them has become a "hedgehog".

Charges came one after another. Although two layers of war horse barriers had been cut away, the Yong army always firmly defended the defense line.

The Xianbei people sadly discovered that no matter how many attacks they launched, they did not seem to cause much casualties to the enemy.

These cowardly southerners dare not fight openly and openly. They are too despicable and shameful!

A quarter of an hour has passed, and half an hour has passed. Dust is flying in the core of the battlefield, and the shouts of killing are rising into the sky.

In the telescope, Wang Fu looked at the corpses covering the battlefield, looked at the panting and dazed Xianbei knights, and estimated that the commando team would not have many arrows left.

"The whole army is encircled!"

"Woooooo!"

The horn of the Yong Army's general attack sounded, and three eye-catching flags pointed at the core of the battlefield.

The Yong Army headquarters, Moge tribe and Lantu Meng tribe, which have been patient for a long time, are like tigers emerging from the gate.

All over the mountains and plains, there are cavalrymen brandishing swords and shouting.

The leader of Dingwu tribe couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw the majestic enemy troops rushing in from three directions.

It’s over!

Ding Wubu no longer exists!

However, his confidants and nobles did not want to die, so they took the leader and fled south.

The leader's banner was withdrawn southward, and the Xianbei people who were still fighting fiercely on the battlefield suddenly lost their courage.

Many Xianbei generals quickly judged that their side had been defeated and would be captured if they stayed.

So, they all ran back with their soldiers, thinking of taking their families and escaping together.

Nearly ten thousand people collapsed, and there were many people driving cattle, horses and sheep together. It was a disaster.

One day later, most of the old, weak, women, children and property of Dingwu tribe fell into Wang Fu's hands.

The Dingwutou man who fled first, together with the nobles and more than a thousand others, managed to escape by chance.

Lan Tu fiercely slapped his thigh in regret, but Wang Fu didn't take it seriously.

In fact, if the leader of the Dingwu tribe was smarter and moved his tribe south before the war started, he could temporarily avoid the fate of being annihilated.

In this battle, more than 700 Xianbei people were directly killed and nearly 2,000 were injured.

Yong's army lost more than 30 people in battle and suffered over 100 injuries, most of which were skin injuries that could only be bandaged.

Wang Fu sent 100 soldiers from each of the Moge and Lantumeng camps to reinforce the Chinese army headquarters.

As compensation, he increased the establishment of 300 people for both of them.

Wang Fu's men made the first contribution to the defeat of Ding Wu's tribe at the cost of nearly 200 casualties.

Moge and Lan Tu fiercely received a large number of seizures, and their troops expanded to 1,600, showing a significant increase in strength.

Therefore, the two of them didn't mind too much about Wang Fu taking away a hundred people.

The benefits obtained by the Moge clan made the captured Xianbei people who had previously surrendered envious them.

Therefore, upon learning that the two expansions were about to be completed, wealthy aristocrats came to the door one after another, asking to join.

Many people even plucked up the courage to find Wang Fu and show their loyalty.

Wang Fu did not refuse and gave the rear guard two camps, left and right, with 600 men each.

Because a large number of cattle, horses, sheep and people were seized, someone must guard them.

The two rear guard battalions become baggage troops and generally do not participate in battles.

At this point, Wang Fu's regular troops, plus surrender troops and baggage troops, totaled nearly 5,000 troops.

In addition to the nearly 10,000 old, weak, women, and children, there are also tens of thousands of large livestock.

The mere movement of so many people and animals can raise clouds of smoke and dust that cover the sky and the sun.

Therefore, when Wang Fu ordered the march to the southeast, it was inevitable that nearly ten thousand people would detect it in advance.

The leaders and nobles were intimidated by Wang Fu's battle, and without any quarrel or disagreement, they moved southward with their entire family that day.

Wang Fu has never heard the story of "Here Comes Gudong".

He also didn't know that in the hearts and ears of the Xianbei people in Liaodong, he was the "Gudong".

One word spread to ten, and ten spread to hundreds. A large number of Xianbei people fled southward in panic, fleeing to the territory of the Eastern Alliance and Kebineng.

Wang Fu is in the middle, Mo Ge is on the left, and Lan Tumeng is on the right.

The three of them kept a distance of ten miles and sent out scouts to the east and west, as far as a hundred miles away.

Within the scope of nearly three hundred miles, whenever you encounter Xianbei tribes, large or small, those who surrender will not be killed!

Compared with Xianbei in Liaodong, Xianbei in the west, which borders Budugen's influence, is miserable.

Zhang Wenyuan, who commanded five thousand elite cavalry, sat upright on his horse, covered in blood and with stern eyes.

In front of him, fireworks filled the air, and cries shook the sky.

Another medium-sized Xianbei tribe of 5,000 people was destroyed.

Although he did not cruelly order "Beheading on Wheels", his subordinates were all executing "Beheading on Horseback" in a tacit understanding.

Most of the Xianbei men who were taller than horseback died from repeated strangulation.

The remaining men were driven unarmed to attack the next tribe, with almost no chance of survival.

Those Xianbei women and children who lost their sons were all escorted back to Yongzhou and became Han wives, concubines or slaves.

Xianbei in the west is quickly disappearing in the long history.

Back then, the boy was bullied by the Xianbei people all year round in Yanmen Beiguan.

In this way, we commemorate the countless compatriots who died in vain.
Chapter completed!