Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 693 It’s time to see the Virgin Mary

The 20,000 cavalrymen in front of the king covered the distance of one hundred and thirty li in an hour.

He sent out more cavalry to clear the road ahead and try not to miss any scouts of the Black Turban Army.

Don't let them get the news in advance.

While slowing down the horses, he adjusted the team's attack direction.

He personally led a team, and then divided it into left and right wings.

There was no need for Shao Yihan in the city to take any action. Wang Qian firmly believed that with his 20,000 cavalry, he would definitely kill the 30,000 Black Turban Army and defeat them completely.

The cavalry already had a huge advantage over the infantry, and the infantry was completely defenseless.

If he lost this battle, Wang Qian felt that he could jump into the moat.

Through the weeds in front of him, Wang Qian could already see the tall city walls of Qiancheng.

There were many ladders on the city wall, and the Black Scarf Army, like ants, was climbing up desperately.

The fight between the two sides was very lively.

Estimating the distance to be about five miles, Wang Qian raised his arm, shook it twice in the air, and then swung it down suddenly.

The 20,000 cavalrymen behind him held their breath and stared at his arm.

When the arm was swung down, all the cavalry immediately began to spur their horses forward.

No one made a sound, and all that could be heard was the roar of horses' hooves, which hit the ground dully and kicked up dust all over the sky.

Wang Qian felt like he was back in the west of the town, on that vast field of weeds, where he could watch his warhorse charge forward with his eyes closed.

The earth was shaking. Qiu Jie was standing on a high ground, watching the offensive and defensive battle on the city wall.

Suddenly I felt something was wrong under my feet.

The tremors grew in intensity.

"Oh no! There are cavalry. Come, gather the troops and defend against the cavalry attack."

Qiu Jie reacted quickly and issued the order in a timely manner.

However, the team's reaction speed could not keep up with the charging speed of the war horses.

When tens of thousands of black-turbaned soldiers were halfway assembled, Wang Qian's horse had already crashed into their ranks.

Countless war horses charged through the Black Scarf Army, invincible.

Although the black scarf soldiers fought tenaciously, they could not withstand the impact of the war horses and were instantly caught in the chaos, unable to assemble a team to launch an effective resistance.

Qiu Jie was helpless. His team was stretched too thin and too scattered, and it was impossible to rally them together for the time being.

"Damn it, didn't they say that there were containment teams in each city?"

He frowned as he looked at the messy battlefield, where countless black-scarfed soldiers were trampled into mud by horses, and his heart was suddenly torn.

"Come, follow this general to intercept them. Pull back the siege team and tie them up."

Qiu Jie led a thousand guards and cavalry and urged their horses to charge towards the battlefield.

The Black Scarf Army's method of combat was to entangle the enemy, using numbers and desperate efforts to entangle the enemy and consume their physical strength and endurance.

Finally won the battle.

To put it bluntly, it is a strategy of killing one thousand enemies but losing eight hundred of your own.

After receiving the order, the Black Scarf Army troops attacking the city retreated hastily, preparing to cross the moat and fight back against the large number of imperial guards.

When they were crossing the river, the city gate opened and Shao Yihan led the royal guards in the city to charge out.

The two sides attacked together, and the Black Scarf Army was attacked from both front and back.

Although the number of people is equal, the combat effectiveness is very different.

More than half of these Black Scarf Army were not professional soldiers. They were members of the Black Scarf Society recruited by Qiu Jie along the way, and their ability to cope with the battlefield was very poor.

Even if you are fearless and brave, you cannot reverse the outcome of failure.

After more than an hour, the number of Black Scarf Army became smaller and smaller.

Although the more than 1,000 elite cavalry led by Qiu Jie were brave, they were no match for the enemy's large number of people.

The less than three hundred riders following him were also in a miserable state and had almost lost the ability to resist.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the captain of the guards beside Qiu Jie immediately called on the guards around him and surrounded Qiu Jie to rush out of the battlefield.

No matter what happens to the soldiers, the commander-in-chief must be protected, otherwise, the Black Scarf Army will be truly destroyed.

An hour and a half later, there were no more black-turbaned soldiers standing on the entire battlefield.

The king ordered the military officer in charge of statistics to start walking around counting heads.

The other soldiers dismounted to rest.

There are also many teams that have chased out and are unable to return to the team for the time being.

In front of Qiancheng, the mountains and fields were covered with mutilated corpses, most of whom were men wearing black clothes and black turbans.

According to statistics, in this battle, more than 23,000 of the 30,000 Black Scarf Army were killed on the spot.

There were more than 1,500 people who were seriously injured but not dead.

A large number of the Imperial Guards were killed in the battle, 3,872 people, 1,910 people were seriously injured, and countless people were slightly injured.

More than 7,000 war horses were injured or disabled.

Wang Qian looked at the battle report in his hand and then glanced at the devastated battlefield.

"Damn, these Black Scarf Army will fight to the death. If it were any other army, they wouldn't be able to resist if they lost 7,000 or 8,000 men."

The generals under his command also sighed.

"Ah, they are really difficult to deal with. They are all stubborn guys."

"However, after this heavy loss, the Black Scarf Army may not be able to fight again for a while."

"What's the point of fighting? I estimate that less than three thousand people can escape."

As everyone was talking, Shao Yihan rode over on his horse.

"General Wang, thank you for your concern."

"Don't say that. We are all following the orders of the commander. Who dares to fool us?"

"Hahaha, that's right. I admire you."

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield. There are many rebels, and there may be more troops coming."

"Yes, General."

Shao Yihan immediately called his men and began to clean up the battlefield.

The bodies of countless black-turbaned soldiers were buried on the spot, and their swords, spears, armor, bows, arrows, shields, etc. were all collected.

Once all the data has been collected, a battle report will be immediately compiled and sent to the Kuncheng Command Center.

Qiu Jie fled surrounded by hundreds of guards.

In the wilderness, the wind blowing in his face had chilled his heart.

They were repeatedly defeated by Lin Feng's Zhenxi Army, and in the past it was because Yuan Tianlei deceived the morale of the Black Scarf Army.

But now?

It was a head-on battle, so how could we suffer such a devastating defeat?

The Black Scarf Army, which had always been invincible, was torn to pieces by the enemy's cavalry.

The Royal Guards in the past did not have such combat effectiveness.

Where is the promised containment?

Qiu Jie sat on the horse's back, his body as stiff as a mummy, letting the warhorse carry him around.

I don’t know how far I ran, but the warhorse could hardly hold on any longer. It was trembling all over, sweating profusely, and foaming at the mouth.

Qiu Jie's guard captain turned his head to look at the surrounding terrain, then raised his hand and pointed to a small woods not far away.

"Let's go over there and get off the horse and rest."

A group of guards turned a corner and came to the edge of the grove. They rolled off their horses one by one, and some sat down or lay down. Apart from gasping for breath, they couldn't even move a finger.

Qiu Jie was helped off the horse by his guards and sat blankly on the grass, watching the setting sun.

"Brothers, how many have escaped?"

The captain of the guard lay beside him, catching his breath.

"General, I don't think there are many people left. You didn't order a retreat."

Qiu Jie was a little confused: "If I don't give the order, won't they run away?"

"The Virgin Mary is watching from heaven, who dares to run?"

"Yes, they are not afraid of death, they are afraid of the Virgin Mary's punishment, how can I be afraid of death..."

Qiu Jie's eyes widened, he stood up and walked forward.

The guards were all confused. What was the general going to do?