Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 579: A Touch of the Edge

After the war cavalry passed by, there were almost no black-scarf soldiers left standing.

The leader of the Black Scarf Army was furious. He shouted and cursed, and ordered the Black Scarf Army to speed up and charge forward.

The consequences of angering the Black Turban Army were very serious. These stubborn soldiers, upon hearing the order, began to charge forward recklessly.

No one stopped to think about how two legs could catch up with four legs.

Thousands of cavalrymen circled in the semi-encirclement of the Black Scarf Army, roaring back and forth.

Seeing that they were running a little too fast, Hu Jincai quickly ordered them to slow down and wait for the Black Scarf Army to catch up.

The black scarf soldiers were running fast, unable to use bows and arrows, and could only keep their heads down and run.

Seeing the Zhenxi Army cavalry right in front of him, he could catch up with them in a few quick steps.

But as I kept chasing, I found that my physical strength was depleting too quickly and my breath was getting weaker and weaker.

The leading Black Scarf Army began to slow down their pace and adjust their breathing.

At this moment, the Zhenxi Army's cavalry suddenly turned around and charged.

The large number of cavalry and the deafening sound of horse hooves made the black-turbaned soldiers dizzy.

The soldiers in front were attacked by crossbows again, and fell to the ground screaming and howling.

The war horses trampled on them mercilessly, and the black-scarfed soldiers, with stars in their eyes, were unable to put up any effective resistance. They could only raise their spears with all their might and stab and thrust randomly.

The Zhenxi Army's cavalry once again circled the Black Scarf Army, taking away countless lives.

The leader of the Black Turban Army finally realized that he had made a mistake and should not have competed in speed with other people's war horses.

"Stop advancing, everyone defend where you are."

The order reached the ears of every black-turbaned soldier, and the team stopped instantly.

If you don't dare to retreat at this time, and let the Zhenxi cavalry chase and beat you, it will be even more miserable.

Unfortunately, during the pursuit, the 20,000 Black Scarf Army soldiers were too scattered throughout the wilderness.

Hu Jincai did not wait any longer and ordered his cavalry to charge along the edge of the enemy team.

The war horses ran too fast, gnawing at the Black Turban Army's troops corner by corner.

By the time the main force caught up, a group of cavalry had already run far away, roaring.

"Focus on the center, concentrate!"

The messenger shouted hurriedly, asking all the soldiers to gather together to prevent the team from being torn apart.

Just when the team was once again separated by the Zhenxi War Cavalry, the other teams finally gathered together.

"Form a formation and retreat, form a formation and retreat."

The Black Scarf Army held their spears in front of them and slowly retreated. The entire army of 10,000 people formed square formations.

Move back steadily.

Hu Jincai couldn't help but sigh: "Good boy, there's nothing chaotic going on. It's really amazing."

The guards following him also cheered loudly.

Because these were veterans who had fought in many battles, and this was the first time they had seen such a tough team.

The same method was also being used in Li Donglai's light cavalry team.

Facing tens of thousands of Black Turban Army troops, they relied on the speed and impact of their cavalry to harvest the lives of the Black Turban Army soldiers bit by bit.

It was not until the enemy commander understood the strategic intentions of the Zhenxi Army that he gathered his troops and slowly retreated.

Such a formation left the Zhenxi Army with no chance to take advantage.

When it got dark, the Black Turban Army abandoned the corpses of thousands of soldiers and retreated back into the camp.

The battle lasted a whole day and both sides were exhausted.

Qiu Jie's face turned ashen as he glared at the generals standing in front of him with their heads lowered.

"I told you to advance slowly and steadily, but you ignored me?"

Several generals hung their heads in silence.

"How many people do we have left? Is this only 80,000? How many more do we have to lose before you feel heartbroken?"

Qiu Jie spat at his mouth and kept cursing for a quarter of an hour before he gradually slowed down.

"If it weren't for the impending war, I would have told you to commit suicide in front of the Virgin Mary. Get out of here!"

With a loud noise, four or five generals turned around and ran out of the military tent.

For the Black Scarf Society, although it is a very honorable thing to be loyal before the statue of the Virgin Mary, no one really wants to do it.

When Lin Feng received the battle report, he felt a little regretful that there was no way to continue to expand the results of the battle.

This method can only be used once. The Black Scarf Army will definitely not be fooled again in the next battle.

Although only more than 3,000 Black Turban Army soldiers were killed, the results were not great.

However, the Zhenxi Army suffered very little casualties, so it was considered a great victory.

Before Lin Feng's joy subsided, he received a report from Wei Bao's Cavalry Battalion.

The 20,000-strong rebel army of King Fu was already more than 200 miles away from the city of Lindu.

This is the reinforcement that King Fu has transferred from Kyoto.

Lin Feng was also surprised. Is King Fu going to give up the siege of Kyoto City?

Kyoto is a large city with only 100,000 rebels left. Even if there were 120,000, it would be difficult to encircle it.

Just as Lin Feng guessed, the 100,000 rebels retreated into the eight citadels surrounding Kyoto and lifted the blockade of Kyoto's city gates.

In an instant, the entire Kyoto city was filled with people telling each other the news and the whole city was celebrating.

If the siege continues, the people in the city will almost starve to death. Even in the inner courtyard of the palace, the emperor's table has to be reduced to half the food, not to mention the common people.

The two-month siege had already plunged people into despair, and the stench in the city and the corpses of starving people were everywhere.

The whole city is like a ghost town.

There are seven people in the family of Jiang Yun, the Secretary of the Central Secretariat, and a total of twenty-three people including servants.

At present, the whole family only eats one meal a day, and it has to be fixed. For this meal, we can only eat half full, or just fill our stomachs and keep breathing.

Even so, the food stored at home has been used up.

It was lunch time for the family.

In order to supervise each other, everyone gathered around a long table with a fist-sized whole-grain pancake in front of them.

A maid was scooping out thin white porridge bowl by bowl.

The head of the family, Jiang Yun, is in his forties, dressed like a scholar, and has a slightly pale complexion.

His wife sat on the right, followed by Jiang Yun's concubine and daughter Jiang Haiyun.

On the left are his two sons and a daughter-in-law.

The family looked at the lunch in front of them listlessly. Although there was desire in their eyes, no one touched the food first.

Jiang Yun glanced at her daughter.

"Haiyun, I heard that you knew Lin Feng when you were in Qingshui?"

Jiang Haiyun nodded and said nothing.

Jiang Yun's wife, Wang, frowned and said, "They were engaged back then. Has Master forgotten?"

Jiang Yun nodded and looked at her daughter who lowered her head.

"Given the current situation, the imperial court has no time to care for others. The rebels have opened the city gate blockade, and the people in the city are fleeing. We cannot just sit there and wait for death."

Wang turned her head and looked at him: "Master, what you mean is..."

"I heard that Lin Feng's Zhenxi Army is in Tianzhi City, and the people of Tianzhi Prefecture are living and working in peace and contentment, so..."

Jiang Yun hesitated for a moment: "Since we have such a connection with Lin Feng, can we go to Tianzhi Mansion and let you have a full meal?"

The eldest son Jiang Ming looked very happy.

"Dad, if that's the case, why are we still hesitating? Let's pack up and go."

Jiang Yun sighed, "I've been an official for nearly twenty years. If I leave like this, I'm afraid my official position...will be in jeopardy."