Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 266 Pinyang, Wang Jian!
On the vast wilderness, blood flowed like a river, and the setting sun was like blood.

The final burst of power from the Dragon Tiger Elite Cavalry indeed exceeded Qin Shi Mo Yu's initial expectations.

Even though the entire battle was unfolding exactly as he had planned, every step was carried out according to his pre-set script: luring the enemy, setting ambushes, encircling and strangling them... each step was interconnected.

Ultimately, however, in order to annihilate this elite cavalry force, our side still paid a heavy price.

With a blank expression, Qin Shi Moyu slowly pulled his blood-stained spear from the chest of a Qin army lieutenant general.

The tip of the gun was still dripping blood.

The adjutant who led the Dragon Tiger Iron Cavalry in a desperate counterattack had already lost his divine light. He crashed to the ground from his warhorse and died instantly.

Three hundred elite Wei infantrymen fell, and two hundred valiant border cavalrymen perished...

It was these five hundred precious lives that ultimately led to the complete annihilation of the thousand-plus Dragon Tiger Iron Cavalry.

This is only the most direct loss on the battlefield.

The indirect effects, however, go far beyond that.

Just as Qin Shi Mo Yu led his elite border cavalry to appear and surround the Dragon Tiger Iron Cavalry!
Meng Wu, who was commanding the Qin army from the main camp, almost instantly grasped the changes on the entire battlefield and the true intentions of the Wei army!

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately led the Qin infantry to launch the fiercest attack on the Wei army's lines!

Zhao Tuo did not have many elite troops at the front line in order to set up the pocket formation.

Although he did his best to deploy troops and try to stabilize the situation.

However, due to the Qin army's fierce and fearless attacks, and the disparity in the strength of the soldiers on both sides, no matter how he tried to salvage the situation, he could not withstand the Qin army's frenzied counterattack.

It can only slow down the collapse of the Wei army's front line.

Finally, when the elite cavalry completely annihilated the last resisting Dragon Tiger Iron Cavalry, Meng Wu took advantage of this time difference to forcefully tear apart the Wei army's front camp line!

After defeating the Wei army, he did not expand his gains, but decisively ordered a retreat!

With the remaining three thousand or so Qin soldiers still fighting, they quickly withdrew from the battlefield and retreated towards Suanzao.

Qin Shi Moyu reined in his horse and stood in the center of the battlefield, where corpses littered the ground and blood flowed like rivers. Looking around at the tragic scene, his face grew even colder.

"Reporting...reporting to the Commander!"

After Zhao Tuo issued the final order to clear out the enemy, he eagerly came over.

Although he was just now the commander-in-chief leading an army of thousands, he knew clearly from whom his power came;

They understood even more clearly that only by clinging tightly to the person in front of them could they have such an opportunity again in the future, or even go further!
"In this battle, our army has captured more than 4,100 Qin soldiers and taken more than 2,300 of their remaining soldiers prisoner! According to preliminary statistics, our soldiers killed in action... number around 3,000, and the number of wounded is countless."

"Four thousand one hundred against three thousand?"

Qin Shi Moyu frowned slightly. "This is all while the Qin army was completely unaware of my presence and walked right into my trap?!"

He felt a slight pain in his head.

This 'first kill' was roughly in line with his pre-battle expectations.

But the losses shouldn't be this great!

"General..."

General Zhao, whose left arm was injured, followed along. Seeing Qin Shimo's gloomy face, he chuckled and said:
"General, there's no need to be so harsh on yourself. Your expectations of yourself are far too high! This is a victory of unparalleled renown!"

He pointed to the Qin soldiers' corpses scattered on the ground:
"Facing the Qin army, the battlefield gains were twice as high as our own casualties! This was already an unprecedented victory! What's more, in this battle our army also successfully annihilated the Qin army's elite cavalry! Even for the powerful Qin, this loss was enough to make them feel heartbroken."

The other Wei generals who gradually approached also nodded in agreement.

Judging from the excited expressions on their faces, this was probably not a compliment.

Clearly, in their view, this victory was indeed an unprecedented and resounding triumph!
"Is this so..."

Qin Shi Moyu listened to everyone's words, his doubts deepening.
"I remember that when Lord Xinling was the leader of the alliance, he defeated the Qin army several times, and there must have been quite a few great victories, right?"

He doesn't deny that it was a great victory, but is the assessment of it as 'unprecedented' a bit of an exaggeration?

As part of the team left behind by the veteran general Lian Po, General Li and others did indeed experience the era when Lord Xinling led troops to resist Qin.

Upon hearing Qin Shimoyu's question, General Li gave a wry smile, shook his head, and explained:
"General, you may not know this. Lord Xinling was indeed a brilliant strategist, and he repeatedly defeated the main force of the Qin army."

However... even if Lord Xinling personally commanded, our own casualties were generally not small.

In many cases, even when we won, the losses of our allied forces were often greater than those of the Qin army in terms of battle casualties alone.

Another veteran nodded and echoed in a deep voice:

"Indeed. Just four years ago, Lord Xinling led the armies of five states, pursuing Qin all the way to the foot of Hangu Pass! It was arguably the most glorious alliance against Qin in nearly a century!"
Even so, the Allied losses were no less than those of the Qin army; it's just that the Allied forces were composed of multiple countries, so the casualty figures, when distributed among the various nations, were still within an acceptable range.

Qin Shi Moyu finally realized that he had been misled by the many large-scale victories and small-scale defeats in later historical records, subconsciously equating the outcome of a war with the ratio of casualties.

The standard for victory or defeat has always been whether strategic objectives have been achieved, not the ratio of casualties.

The alliance of states, though a multi-pronged attack against one, allowed them to mobilize far more resources and troops than the Qin state alone could.

But in a real battle, even if a military strategist of the caliber of Lord Xinling were to lead the army, the coordination between the armies of the various states would never be without any obstacles.

Compared to the Qin army's elite soldiers who were fearless and ready to fight at the first sign of a military order, there was a huge gap in both the organization of the army and the individual quality of the soldiers!

It would be a miracle if they could inflict high casualties!

Ultimately, no matter how ingenious the plan or how clever the tactic, it all comes down to nothing.

In the end, it all comes down to a head-on clash of strength on the battlefield!
Hard power, however, is precisely what the six states lack most compared to Qin!
Yancheng, on the city wall!
Unlike the fierce and noisy main battlefield, the battle here, though intense, had a suffocating, protracted atmosphere.

Zhu Hai's face darkened, his tiger-like eyes fixed on the young Qin general who was holding him back.

As planned, he personally led 5,000 Wei soldiers across the Pu River in secret to launch a surprise attack on the Qin army's rear.

With the help of the aristocratic families who had already been turned against him, he easily recaptured the city, even though the garrison was prepared.

After all, Xucheng was originally Wei territory, and the Wei army had been developing it for many years. The Qin army had not had time to replace the various city defense facilities.

After recapturing Xucheng, Zhu Hai intended to press on and take back the neighboring Yancheng before the Qin reinforcements arrived.

But to everyone's surprise, the aristocratic family member who was hiding inside Yan City and had originally agreed to act as an inside agent had already been discovered by the young and unknown Qin army general in front of him!

Not only did he fail to steal the city, but he also fell into a trap set by the other side, resulting in a stalemate where he could no longer make any progress!
If it weren't for the fact that this young Qin general had a shortage of elite troops, and that the Wei Wu soldiers under Zhu Hai's personal command were three times stronger than usual.

This is no longer just a stalemate! Heavy casualties are inevitable!

It's not impossible that if they make a single careless move, they could be surrounded and wiped out!

He glanced sideways at the commotion inside the city, which had begun to subside, and then looked back at the stalemate on the city wall, where there was still no hope of a breakthrough.

Zhu Hai already understood that the best opportunity to capture Yan City had been missed, so he immediately launched a fierce attack and forced the young Qin general to retreat!

"withdraw!"

Zhu Hai seized the opportunity to extricate himself.

After regaining his footing, the young Qin general did not pursue. He watched the retreating Wei soldiers with an almost indifferent gaze, clearly having anticipated Zhu Hai's intention to retreat.

Such behavior inexplicably sent a chill down Zhu Hai's spine! He inexplicably thought of the Emperor and Commander Wei Mo.

"The enemy general is valiant! Dare to leave your name?"

Before leaving, Zhu Hai couldn't help but shout a question in a stern voice.

“Pinyang, Wang Jian.”

On the city wall, the young general responded calmly.

He watched indifferently as the Wei army retreated in an orderly fashion, without ordering a pursuit.

Zhu Hai vaguely guessed that there were indeed not many elite Qin troops in the city, and his appearance seemed to indicate that he was afraid.

But... for some reason, he suddenly remembered Qin Shi Moyu's chilling ruthlessness, and a sense of alarm arose in his heart!

After much hesitation, he finally suppressed his resentment and chose to leave.

Half an hour later.

The deafening sound of horses' hooves, like thunder, swept in!

A massive Qin cavalry force, clad in fine armor, with black armor inlaid with gold patterns, and resembling a raging inferno, charged towards the walls of Yancheng.

Wang Jian stood atop the city wall, glanced sideways at the battle marks that had been mostly cleared away, and sighed softly:
"In the end, they didn't fall for the trap... What a pity."

Then, his gaze turned to the southwest where Yang Wu was, a thoughtful look appearing in his deep eyes:

"Now that Zhu Hai has appeared here, then... on the main battlefield, who is it that is blocking General Meng Wu's advance?"

"Could it be... that the rumors circulating outside are not entirely unfounded?"

"Lord Xinling, Wei Wuji?"

Wang Jian carefully considered the name, a hint of fighting spirit igniting in his eyes.

'I wonder how Lord Xinling compares to my Lord Wu'an of Qin. And how do I compare to him?'

(End of this chapter)