Chapter 226: The Street Battle Begins
The Kongming Lanterns of tonight.
Illuminated the entire city of Cheshi.
Night.
As bright as day.
That Sanlinpo had finally been captured by the Yanqi Army.
The mountain-toppling and sea-draining roar made them think that this battle would end just like this.
That mere ten-mile stretch was flat as a plain.
Watching the Longyan side retreating, Luo Quan felt something was wrong. They hadn't been able to take it for three days, yet in the middle of the night, they had taken it. He glanced at the Kongming Lanterns drifting all over the sky, his heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Great General, I fear there is something fishy about this!"
Who would have thought Jiulong would laugh out loud: "Lord Luo, have you never seen a comeback victory?"
"What could be fishy?"
"These Longyan softies—if I had known it would be like this, I should have led the army to slaughter them long ago!"
"Brothers, charge for me!"
At this moment, how could Jiulong still listen to anyone's advice? One must know that the explosion just now had wiped out tens of thousands of his own soldiers! Jiulong was currently suppressing a breath of rage in his heart.
Murderous intent surged.
"Great General..."
Luo Quan still wanted to say something, but the Cavalry had already marched majestically toward Cheshi City, chasing the Loulan Army and Yinzhou Army who were throwing away their armor and fleeing in front.
In their eyes, they had to slaughter the city tonight to vent the hatred in their hearts!
"Hahahaha!"
"Satisfying!"
"Following the Great General is just satisfying!"
Watching the wretched state of the Loulan Army ahead, the Yanqi soldiers also swept away the gloom in their hearts and laughed up at the sky.
Flat as a plain, smooth and unobstructed.
The gate of Cheshi City was already before their eyes.
The symbolic resistance in their eyes could not withstand the charge of the Yanqi Cavalry at all.
"Viscount, the Yanqi Army is still ten miles away from Cheshi!"
"Seven miles left!"
"Five miles!"
Liu Zheng's eyelids twitched. He seemed to have already felt the charge of those hundred-thousand-plus cavalry, making this land, the entire Cheshi City, shake and tremble.
The final battle!
Liu Zheng knew this was the final battle.
Whether they could gain a foothold in the Western Regions depended on this one battle.
The Yinzhou Army had long been sleeping with their weapons, waiting in full force.
"Three miles left!"
Liu Zheng's eyelids twitched, and he shouted: "The whole army, attack!"
"Yes!"
"The whole army, attack!"
"Kill!"
War drums and bugles sounded at this moment. This eruption from the silence was extremely terrifying.
A mountain-calling and sea-roaring surge.
Around the open space three miles from Sanlinpo to Cheshi, several Square Formations of the Yinzhou Army suddenly appeared and attacked simultaneously.
Jiulong's eyes burned with excitement: "Well come! Let's have a decisive battle, you softies!"
"It's bad, it's bad, Great General, there are people coming from behind too, we've been ambushed!"
Just at this moment, someone exclaimed.
"What?"
Jiulong's expression changed drastically.
Sure enough.
Just as his army of over a hundred thousand had fully entered Sanlinpo, a large force of the Longyan Army appeared behind them. These countless Longyan soldiers had been lying in ambush in the shadows, waiting to surround them!
Jiulong raged: "Cunning Longyan people, do you really take us for weaklings?"
"Do not be afraid!"
"Brothers, kill!"
"Don't worry about the rear, charge straight toward Cheshi and take Cheshi City!"
"Yes!"
At this moment, Jiulong committed the most fatal mistake of his life. This was the price of arrogance. If he had been able to see at this moment that this was a long-planned trap, he would have led his army to turn around and break out of the encirclement, and he would not have suffered such a crushing defeat.
However, he did not.
In his eyes, the Longyan people were weak, hypocritical, and cunning.
But any cunning is pale in the face of absolute military suppression.
He was determined to use the absolute military suppression of the Western Regions soldiers to take back Cheshi City. He never thought that the moment they truly entered Cheshi City, that would be the arrival of the nightmare.
The hundred-thousand-plus Yanqi Army met almost no resistance—the Longyan soldiers who blocked them only put on a show, then discarded the weapons in their hands and let the Yanqi Army into the city.
At this time.
Jiao Ming, tied to the watchtower, shouted and screamed, tears and even blood streaming from his eyes.
He wanted to tell the Yanqi Army that this was a trap.
But in the midst of such a great battle, his voice could not reach their ears at all.
He watched in despair as the Yanqi Army entered the city, and then this army of over a hundred thousand fell into confusion all at once.
Why was there no one in this city?
Where were the Longyan?
What about the promised decisive battle?
Jiao Ming looked at Liu Zheng beside him in despair; this young man, whose smile was as warm as a spring breeze, was a devil!
A devil to the people of the Western Regions!
He had long since emptied Cheshi, just waiting for this scene today.
Liu Zheng chuckled and said, "Begin."
With a single order.
The Spearman led by Qin Zhangfeng appeared in the city first, followed closely by the Mo Dao Soldier and Langxian Soldier led by Jiang Xuan.
Jiulong's expression changed.
Urban warfare?
These Longyan actually wanted to engage him in urban warfare?
Only then did a sense of foreboding surge in his heart.
"Retreat, retreat for me!"
However, it was already too late.
By this time, the Yanqi Army had been driven into Cheshi by the pursuing troops behind them.
With a creak.
The city gates closed.
Close the gate and release the hounds.
The Yinzhou Cavalry, coming from all directions and wearing the special Plate Armor and Helmet of the Yinzhou Cavalry, charged over like madmen. Jiulong's heart skipped a beat; after the city was breached, were these people still this fierce?
Were they not human?
Yes.
They were not human; they were a pack of wolves!
But Jiulong was, after all, a veteran of many battles who had commanded armies for years, and he immediately shouted, "Dismount, all of you dismount, and fight them!"
At this moment, the Cavalry no longer held an advantage and would even become a disadvantage.
Fight on foot!
Close-quarters combat!
This was the only Method.
A city.
Hundreds of thousands of people.
Instantly locked in slaughter.
At first, Jiulong was full of confidence in his fierce warriors of the Western Regions. When it came to individual combat ability, who did they have to fear?
However.
Slowly, he realized something was wrong.
His Yanqi Army, inside Cheshi, could not exert their impact, and they could not even maintain their formation—other than their Cavalry formation, they had no other combat formations prepared.
But what about these Longyan troops?
Mandarin Duck Formation!
Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation!
It was still the Yinzhou Cavalry, with their highly characteristic variations of various formations; no matter the number of people, ten thousand could form a unit, a thousand could form a unit, and a hundred could still form a unit.
This was the advantage of the Yinzhou Cavalry.
To the greatest extent, they fully utilized the collaborative ability of every small group.
No matter what kind of combat environment they were in, they still flexibly maintained powerful combat effectiveness.
The Yanqi Army.
Was quickly scattered.
When the attack of the Yinzhou Cavalry arrived, the Yanqi Army, these people wearing sheepskin coats, could not resist at all. Their arrows and blades could not inflict maximum damage on the Yinzhou Cavalry wearing Plate Armor.
"This..."
"What kind of army is this?"
"Are they Longyan?"
The Yanqi Army panicked instantly.
【Author's Note】
Thank you to my brother Wu Ming for the generous tip, thank you.
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