Reclaiming Wasteland: Carefree Mountain Farmer

Chapter 92 Battle
The city gates of Beiyuanwei slowly opened, and the suicide soldiers and cannon fodder who were attacking the city soon saw a troop of cavalry.

"Lie down and you won't be killed!"

Meng Hetong shouted and led a group of cavalrymen out.

The suicide squad members looked at each other. Although some still tried to rush forward to their deaths, others had already noticed that the supervising team behind them was in trouble.

"Shoot!" Lü Siming led the archers on the city wall to clear the area several hundred meters away again.

Those who are still filling in the moat no longer need to be cared for.

After the archers on the city wall stopped, Meng and his men charged towards the assassins and archers in front of them.

They could only fire one or two volleys of arrows from a distance before the cavalry would close in.

A large number of archers were blocking Arctic Warrior from the rear, and the soldiers in front quickly panicked.

"Fire!" Wan Yong shouted, long sword in hand, "Kill the traitors for the country!! Be loyal to the Emperor!!!"

Wan Yong was met with a barrage of arrows.

It wasn't just the cavalry and archers of Wanzhou who were skilled in archery; the northern regions also had excellent mounted archery skills.

Once the cavalrymen were within a hundred paces, they did not continue their charge but instead dispersed to fire.

Wan Yong's personal guards took up their shields to protect him from the arrows, but the archers were not so lucky.

After two volleys of fire, more and more cavalrymen emerged from the city gate.

More than three thousand cavalry and more than three thousand spearmen poured out of the city and marched in a mighty force toward the imperial army.

Wan Yong stared in disbelief at the vast, dark mass of troops ahead.

"How can there be so many people?!"

The guards immediately shouted, "Your Highness, let's go! Leave this to us!"

Wan Yong had no intention of leaving, and angrily declared, "Even if I die in battle, I will not run away!"

The guard hurriedly said, "It's not an escape, it's to rendezvous with the General! There's nothing to defend here, the most important thing is to rendezvous with the General as soon as possible!"

Seeing this, Wan Yong thought that what he said made sense, and quickly led his personal guards to meet up with Li Laiyong.

More than 30,000 people were on the battlefield, spread across an area of ​​ten square kilometers.

The area, measuring 5,000 meters in length and 2,000 meters in width, was already larger than Beiyuan City, and messages between the front and rear armies were delivered by fast horses.

Without the supervisory team, someone quickly shouted, "The general has run away!"

Whether the general runs away or not is not important. What is important is that if the general runs away, it means that no one is supervising him, and the general's personal guards will no longer shoot arrows from behind to force them to move forward.

Upon hearing this, Meng Hetong shouted, "Kneel down and you won't be killed!!"

Without the supervision and coercion of the Royal Guard, the cannon fodder and miscellaneous soldiers instantly lost the motivation to continue fighting.

After three thousand cavalry and a large number of regular troops charged in, many people chose to surrender.

The assassins attacking the city along the moat stared blankly at what lay behind them, and then blankly at the people above.

There were many corpses at their feet, and the fate of these people made them feel that there was no need to continue fighting.

The Wenchao army quickly engaged in a bloody battle with the pursuing Beiyuanwei.

Both sides wore the same clothes, which were military uniforms in the style of the Wen Dynasty.

However, there are differences between them; the border troops' uniforms cannot be exactly the same as those of the elite troops.

"I am the Arctic Warrior of the Mountain Farmer Clan! Surrender now!"

Having rested, Beiji Wu joined the battle, attacking the flank of the Wenchao army under the cover of a group of people, and breaking into the archer formation.

At this point, Beijiwu's weapon was no longer a lance, but a more handy broadsword.

"Leave the infantry to me! Go deal with the archers! Shoot them all!!"

Beijiwu was helpless against the archers, so he ran amok in the infantry formation while handing over the dangerous tasks to the others.

Upon seeing Beiji Wu shout, the nearby gunmen immediately gathered more than ten guns and thrust them at him simultaneously.

Arctic Warrior, clad in heavy armor, was completely unafraid of this.

After severing several spear shafts with a single stroke, the remaining spear pierced Arctic Warrior's stomach.

The metal armor protected Arctic Martial's abdomen, and its powerful force prevented it from being pushed backward by the combined strength of more than ten people.

Arctic Martial directly pushed forward against more than ten people, slashing at the arms and legs of several of them with his long sword.

The screams reduced the resistance, but also made the situation more dangerous for the others.

After killing more than ten people, Arctic Wu started running.

Anyone who gets in the way is either knocked to the ground or killed by a passing longsword.

Five or six hundred meters later, the original broadsword had shattered, and Beijiwu snatched a long spear.

Thirty or forty people around him exerted their strength and slammed their spears down at Beijiwu.

The horde of spearmen had completely blocked off the area around Arctic Martial, and their range of operations was rapidly shrinking to a mere two square meters.

Arctic Martial suddenly jumped up, stepping on the heads of several people to land in a nearby open space.

Before anyone nearby could turn around, two or three people were stabbed to death.

Suddenly, a hail of arrows rained down on the Wenchao army and the Beijiwu.

Li Laiyong shouted from afar, "Shoot! Kill this man! The bandits will flee!"

The archer formation split into two groups: one group engaged in a firefight with the Kitahara cavalry archers, while the other group focused all its efforts on killing the Arctic Warrior.

Arctic Warrior grabbed a soldier and used him as a shield; nearby people and corpses were riddled with arrows.

Beijiwu immediately shouted, "Cease fire! Your corrupt officials want us all to die together, what's the point of fighting? Run to Beiyuanwei! The Mountain Farmers don't kill surrendered soldiers!!"

Most of the Wenchao spearmen nearby were shot dead, and many others were seriously wounded.

Ignoring those who didn't know how to run, Beijiwu carried the corpse and quickly broke through a path, moving more than twenty meters towards Beiyuanwei.

Unaware that the fleeing Wenchao soldiers were about to escape, they were soon met with a second wave of chaotic attacks.

Amidst a deadly rain of arrows fired by their own people, a large group of people fled, crying and screaming.

Finally, someone couldn't hold on any longer and ran towards the North Plains Guard. "I surrender!" a spearman shouted.
Beijiwu shouted, "Drop your weapons and run towards Beiyuanwei! Those without weapons will not be killed!!"

To avoid being shot by the Wen Dynasty archers, many spearmen abandoned their weapons and fled.

As Li Laiyong watched his troops dwindle, his army of 30,000 was now reduced to less than 15,000 men.

Wan Yong rushed to Li Laiyong's side. "General, what should we do? We don't have many arrows left!"

Li Laiyong knew he couldn't afford to lose, and he couldn't afford to lose here!

"Kill! Move all heavy cavalry! Kill Arctic Warrior!"

Li Laiyong drew his longsword, shouting, "Anyone who dares to retreat! I will kill them!!"

Wan Yong shouted loudly, "Give your lives for the country! Slaughter all the barbarian dogs! Charge with me!"

By this time, Beijiwu had already blended into the crowd, mingling with a group of horse archers and returning to the flank.

The battlefield was divided into three areas, with the spearmen, infantry, and miscellaneous soldiers surrendering at the moat.

The cavalry flanked the imperial army from both sides, while the imperial army was hampered by the supply train behind them.

Li Laiyong's cavalry force consisted of 8,000 light cavalry and 1,000 heavy cavalry.

Five thousand men were sent to the Great Wall Guard to intercept Beiji Wu, but unexpectedly, Beiji Wu did not go there.

At this time, four or five hundred of the three thousand light cavalry had been killed by the Arctic Warriors, and the remaining two thousand or so cavalry had to guard the left and right flanks, so not many could be transferred out.

"Li Jiren! You lead a thousand light cavalry! You must kill Beijiwu before he returns to Beiyuanwei!!"

Li Jiren knew the importance of this mission and solemnly replied, "Yes!! This humble general will fight to the death to kill Beijiwu!"

Li Laiyong watched Li Jiren leave, knowing that if this attempt failed, it would be the last time he would see him.

"I planned everything meticulously this time, but I miscalculated many things."

Li Laiyong looked in the direction Li Jiren had left and muttered to himself.

"The Arctic warriors are more capable than I thought, and those border troops are truly the elite of the imperial court."

"I, Li Laiyong, have led troops for many years, fighting in the north and south. I can tell that those who fight to the death are a group of brave soldiers, not some rabble."

"I underestimated them."

Seeing Li Laiyong's words, the adjutant beside him reassured him, "General, rest assured, with the Wanzhou Iron Cavalry here, Beijiwu will have no chance of escaping!"

Li Laiyong remained silent, waiting quietly for the result.

At that moment, a cavalryman ran up and shouted, "General! The right flank has fallen! The enemy is less than five hundred paces away!"

Li Laiyong suddenly looked to his right and saw that three hundred meters away, a man holding a lance was leading a group of excited cavalrymen rapidly approaching.

"It's Arctic Martial Arts!" Li Laiyong quickly reached out, "Give me my bow!"

Li Laiyong knew this was his last chance, and his only chance to turn defeat into victory!

For over thirty years, Li Laiyong, who is used to preparing for his escape route, has rarely faced such a critical moment.

If Hukoubao hadn't been blocked by Arctic Wu, Li Laiyong might have chosen to retreat.

But when Li Laiyong learned that Tiger's Mouth Fort had been captured, he knew that he had no choice but to move forward!

The arrow was aimed at Arctic weapons.

This was the first time Li Laiyong had seen Beijiwu up close. The man was like a god of death, and in just a few breaths, he rode his horse and charged within two hundred paces.

The nearby cavalry and guards were like paper in front of him, and were basically dealt with in an instant.

One hundred and fifty steps!

One hundred and twenty steps!

When Beijiwu noticed this, Li Laiyong knew he was running out of time.

Whoosh!
The sharp arrowhead shot towards Arctic Martial's face, flashing past in a distance of over a hundred paces.

Beijiwu's body slumped onto the horse's back, watching the arrow fly past him parallel to the ground.

The next moment, Beijiwu rushed towards Li Laiyong.

As Li Laiyong lay back in the Arctic, he quickly raised his hand to reach for an arrow in his quiver.

Beijiwu didn't give him a second chance. He snatched a spear that was thrust at him, held it in one hand, and fired it at Li Laiyong, who was a hundred paces away.

Li Laiyong did not dodge; whether he remained calm or fearless, he still nocked an arrow and aimed it at Beijiwu.

"Protect the general!"

The guards nearby shouted loudly, and a large crowd crowded around Li Laiyong, pointing their spears forward while the shield bearers quickly raised their shields to protect the spearmen.

The archers immediately fired arrows in the direction of Arctic Warrior.

At this point, Beiji Wu realized that the situation was hopeless and quickly dismounted.

"Fire!" Beiji Wu shouted to his men, but he quickly left the dangerous place.

Before Beijiwu could run away, the warhorse that had stopped was shot to death by a hail of arrows.

Li Laiyong lost track of Arctic Wu and also lost his last chance to kill him.

The right-wing cavalry and Li Laiyong's personal guards stood together, neither side caring about the lives of their own men, and they fired arrows whenever they could.

The battlefield became incredibly brutal, with warriors from both sides falling in pools of filthy blood.

Li Laiyong did not die at the hands of Beiji Wu. After most of his personal guards were killed, Li Laiyong raised his longsword and charged towards the spot where Beiji Wu had disappeared.

He was quickly killed by a hail of arrows, becoming one of the tens of thousands of dead on this battlefield.

"The general is dead!"

"The general is dead!!"

"The Duke is dead!"

Qin Jian had just led his cavalry into battle when he heard despairing news.

The morale of the Northern Plains army was greatly boosted, especially under the leadership of Beijiwu, who quickly scattered the five thousand cavalry and completely quelled the battle.

(End of this chapter)