"What Sharp Cavalry Camp, it's just so-so!”
The young man with the white horse and silver spear was Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong. He withdrew the bow and arrow in his hand and charged into the enemy group.
The spear was like a dragon, harvesting lives one after another with extremely high efficiency.
The soldiers of the State of Zhao were really unlucky to have encountered him, the god of death.
With Dong Ye dead, the army was leaderless.
The cavalrymen who had been charging forward with a death wish instantly exhausted their last bit of courage and scattered in all directions like a tide.
After all, this was the hinterland of the State of Zhao. The White Horse Tribe was not familiar with the terrain, and they were worried that reinforcements from the nearby enemy would arrive.
Therefore, after two rounds of killing, the order to retreat came from behind.
Although Zhao Yun was a little unwilling, she did not dare to disobey the military order.
A single horse brought up the rear, but unfortunately, no one dared to go forward.
However, even so, after experiencing this series of setbacks.
Six or seven out of ten of the Sharp Cavalry Battalion were gone, and with the death of Commander Dong Ye, they could basically be considered to have completely retired from the battle sequence.
In the future, even if they appeared on the battlefield, they would most likely only be used as scouts and would not be treated like the main force.
According to the information sent back by the spies of the State of Zhao, when the King of Zhao, Liu Sui, heard the news that the Sharp Cavalry Battalion had been completely wiped out, he vomited blood and fainted on the spot, causing the entire State of Zhao to be in turmoil.
That was a story for the future. At this moment, White Horse Tribe had already brought the spoils of war from three consecutive battles and set foot on the road back to their country.
Perhaps some people would wonder why he had to fight three consecutive battles?
Bai Ma Yi's surprise attack on the grassland was one of them.
After that, they traveled for a hundred li and raided the Black Horn tribe's old nest.
This also explained why the White Horse Tribe had arrived so late.
The last battle was the ambush against the Sharp Cavalry Battalion.
In all fairness, the Sharp Cavalry Battalion's individual combat ability was not weak.
Especially after the ambush, they had launched a deadly attack, which had put a considerable amount of pressure on the White Horse Tribe.
In the previous two battles, there were not many casualties among the White Horse Righteous Followers, but in this short period of time, there were hundreds of casualties.
If Zhao Yun hadn't killed the commander of the Sharp Cavalry Battalion with a single arrow, even if he could annihilate the enemy, his own casualties would have been several times higher.
After all, the White Horse Righteous Followers were just a light cavalry unit. They were good at raiding, scouting, and roaming.
A frontal assault was not their forte.
The accompanying recorder silently recorded these observations.
This was something that Liu Sheng had specially requested. Every time after the battle, as long as there was time, he would summarize it.
Strengths must be carried forward, shortcomings must be corrected, and even if it was not possible, they must try their best to avoid it.
Only in this way could they create an invincible army.
About ten miles away from Yunzhong City, tens of thousands of people were divided into two rows under the organization of local officials.
When the warriors of the White Horse Clan appeared, the crowd erupted in cheers.
"Welcome home, heroes!"
"Good men, you've worked hard!"
"Hero of the white horse, please accept my bow.”
It was not an exaggeration to describe the enmity between the people of Yunzhong and the Xiongnu as deep as the sea.
In the past few decades, countless battles had broken out on this land, and countless soldiers and civilians had died.
At the most tragic time, every household in the city had people wearing mourning clothes.
However, the men of the Great Han did not yield. The father died and the son inherited.
They built an indestructible wall with their flesh and blood.
Many people only do three things in their lives.
Eat, sleep, fight the Huns.
Especially since the third party was engraved in the blood of the people of the border county.
Therefore, the officials told them that the White Horse Tribe was going to attack the Xiongnu.
After obtaining an unprecedented victory, they were so excited.
This scene was so novel to the people of the White Horse Tribe.
Seeing the commoners stuff food into their hands that they usually couldn't bear to eat, they felt inexplicably touched.
When a good-looking girl stuffed a scarf into Zhao Yun's palm, the latter's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He was fearless on the battlefield, but he did not dare to look into the eyes of the people around him. He seemed very uneasy.
Especially after hearing the friendly laughter around him, he wanted to hide in a hole.
This kind of thing was not an exception. The children of the border dared to love and hate.
Even if their father and brother were nearby, they did not stop them. Many people even gave them encouraging looks.
After passing through the long welcoming line, they had an unforgettable experience.
The people of White Horse Tribe finally saw their lord and knelt on the ground in unison.
"I, Zhao He, and Zhao Yun, have not let down my lord and have returned victorious!”
"Good! Beautifully done!"
Liu Sheng walked over with a smile and patted Zhao He and the others on the shoulders intimately.
Although he had participated in the entire battle plan, he had to admit that Zhao He and the others had performed too well.
First, he had defeated twice the number of grassland enemies with 3,000 men, but his losses were minimal.
Even though they had the advantage of intelligence and surprise attacks, how many generals in the world could control such a complicated situation?
After that, he went a hundred miles deep into the grassland and wiped out the entire Black Horn Tribe.
The elite soldiers of the commandery who were accompanying them were reduced to a foil and could only take on the responsibility of escorting the spoils of war.
If the first two had plans to follow, then the final attack on the State of Zhao was purely a display of their own abilities.
Liu Sheng's original words were to let them decide whether to attack Zhao or not, as well as all the subsequent battle plans, without asking for instructions. They only needed to report after the event.
The facts proved that Zhao He and the others did not betray Liu Sheng's trust.
Not only did they charge into the country of Zhao to create chaos, but they also wiped out the trump card troops of the country of Zhao in one fell swoop.
This was an unexpected surprise.
There were also tens of thousands of cattle and sheep, more Hu heads than could be loaded into several dozen carts, several thousand fine warhorses, and a large number of captives, old, weak, women, and children.
If he were to convert all of his gains into money, he would probably earn more than 100,000 Gold.
No wonder the joy on Liu Sheng's face did not disappear after he received the battle report.
If this battle record was reported to the imperial court, it would definitely shock everyone.
If the imperial court did not take out a few rewards, it would simply be impossible to stop the mouths of the people in the world.
Liu Sheng still had to discuss with everyone how to write the battle report.
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