Border Soldier: My fiancée snatched credit and broke off the engagement, so I promptly became a marq

One hundred and twenty riders charged into Wild Dog Gully from the south slope.

The northern barbarians were all crammed together on three sides of the stone beam, their warhorses left at the bottom of the slope, and they didn't have time to turn around.

Lu Shuangyi did not go to save Shi Liang.

She led her cavalry straight into the center of Ugut's army.

The spear felled the first Wolf Banner Guard, and the warhorse trampled over the corpse. The second man swung his sword to slash at the horse's leg, but Lu Shuangyi, on horseback, turned sideways and swept the butt of her spear across his temple.

The man's helmet was dented, and he spun around before falling.

Ugut had less than a hundred riders left.

They hastily prepared for battle.

The two groups of cavalry collided at the bottom of the ditch.

Horse chest collided with horse chest, spears pierced leather armor, and the fallen rider hadn't even gotten up before his back was broken by the hind hooves. The snow was quickly trampled into a reddish-black mud.

The Northern Barbarian soldiers on the stone beams turned around and saw that their central army had been attacked, and their offensive immediately faltered.

This was the moment Chen Mu had been waiting for.

"Kill them!"

He led the remaining men in a counterattack from the top of the stone beam.

Fifteen people are too few.

The Northern Barbarian soldiers on the slope had been fighting for nearly two hours, and their retreat had been cut off by Lu Shuangyi. Those in front wanted to go up, and those behind wanted to go down; everyone was crammed between corpses and burning hay carts.

Chen Mu pierced through the foremost Northern Barbarian soldier with a single spear thrust.

It wasn't pulled out.

He used the spear shaft to push the corpse forward.

The pawn behind him braced his shoulder against him.

Fifteen people pushed a corpse, forcefully pushing back thirty or forty people in front of them by half a foot.

One person slipped and rolled down the slope first.

Next is the second one.

The entire Northern Barbarian army rolled down like fallen wheat, one layer pressing down on another.

Stone lay beside the flag, unable to even sit up, yet still clutching the ankle of a deserter.

"Trying to run away?"

The deserter turned around and raised his knife.

Er Gou lunged at him on his knees, and chopped a short axe into the back of his head.

The two looked at each other and smiled simultaneously.

"Can we still kill him?" Er Gou asked.

Stone spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Help me up."

Er Gou dragged him to a stolen warhorse, first pushing a stone onto the horse, then grabbing the horse's tail and charging downhill.

The black flag was still tied to his back.

The broken flagpole swayed with each step, but never fell.

Anado did not confront Chen Muchong directly.

She selected ten White Wolf Guards from the prisoners who were willing to live, cut the ropes binding their feet, leaving only slipknots on their wrists.

"If you want to live, take me to the Ugut horse herd."

The White Wolf Guards looked at each other in bewilderment.

Batu knelt behind them, roaring that they shouldn't listen.

Anato cut off Batu's golden wolf tooth from his left ear with a single stroke.

His father no longer wants him.

"You still want to die in his place?"

Of the ten people, the first White Wolf Guard turned around.

"I'll lead the way."

The second one also lowered his head.

People in the North recognize the strong, and they also recognize those who can feed people.

Ugut's grain camp was under the Black Pot flag, his son knelt at the feet of the Han soldiers, and the promised White Spring Ranch was still just talk.

Nobody really wanted to die with him.

Anato led ten prisoners and six border soldiers, circling around the northern barbarian horse herd from the back of the western slope.

Only about thirty people remained to guard the herd.

They saw the White Wolf Guards from afar and assumed they were men sent by Batu to retrieve the horses. It wasn't until Anado got closer that anyone recognized her.

"Traitorous daughter!"

Anato's scimitar flew out first.

The blade spun and slashed into the man's face.

The ten White Wolf Guards have already made their selections.

They pounced on their former comrades, strangling them with their bound arms, ramming them with their shoulders, and then snatching a knife to cut the wrist ropes.

The battle ended in less than a quarter of an hour.

The northern barbarians left behind more than 600 warhorses.

Anato didn't finish all of them.

A large herd of horses can easily become chaotic.

She selected 150 unarmored, fast horses, cut their reins, and grabbed the bit of the lead mare.

"Where are we heading?" one of the White Wolf Guards asked.

Anato looked down into the chaotic battle at the bottom of the ditch.

"Behind Ugut."

One hundred and fifty empty horses were all slashed at the same time.

The horses, in pain, galloped wildly.

The iron hooves charged down the north slope, crashing into the rear guard that was preparing to rescue Ugut. The northern barbarian cavalry heard the hooves behind them and thought reinforcements were coming, but when they turned around, they only saw the out-of-control herd of horses.

The warhorses in the front row were startled and reared up.

The back row can't hold up.

Dozens of riders collided in a chaotic heap.

Anado and ten White Wolf Guards rode their chosen fast horses, closely following the empty horse herd as they charged in.

She slashed down the drummer under Black Wolf's banner with a single blow.

The drumming stopped.

Ugut turned around and saw her; his eyes seemed to spit fire.

"Anado!"

"uncle."

Anado called him one last time.

"Your horse is mine now too."

She cut a protective rope next to the black wolf flag.

The flagpole is tilted on one side.

Ugut charged at her, brandishing his knife.

Lu Shuangyi attacked from the other side, her spear thrusting straight at Ugut's chest.

Ugut parried with his sword.

The spear tip grazed the wolf-skin cloak and parted the shoulder armor.

His four guards rushed at Lu Shuangyi at the same time.

Zhou Tie arrived from behind, leading two riders to smash through the guards. He had come with Lu Shuangyi, but only now had he reached the central army, his face covered in horse blood.

"Lieutenant General, I'll hold them off!"

Lu Shuangyi did not linger in the fight.

She drew her spear and thrust again, the second shot piercing the neck of Ugut's mount.

The black horse neighed and knelt down.

Ugut tumbled to the ground, his wolf-skin cloak stained with blood and mud.

Anato's scimitar has fallen.

Ugut raised his knife to block, then punched her in the chest with his other hand. Anato was knocked back, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

Ugut wanted to give chase, but Chen Mu rushed down the slope.

He has no horse.

But the person used the momentum of going downhill to crash into Ugut's arms.

The two of them rolled into the mud and snow together.

Ugut had a short knife at his waist, which he drew and stabbed at Chen Mu's stomach. Chen Mu grabbed his wrist and slammed his forehead against the bridge of his nose.

On the first hit, Ugut's nose bled profusely.

The second time, Chen Mu himself was seeing stars.

Ugut was stronger and flipped over, pinning Chen Mu to the ground, the short knife slowly falling down.

"Han dogs, you can't defend the north!"

Chen Mu understood what he meant.

He suddenly released one hand, grabbed the collar of Ugut's wolf-skin cloak, and yanked it sharply to the side.

Lu Shuangyi's spear tip pierced Chen Mu's face almost to the side.

puff!

The spear pierced through Ugut's left shoulder.

Ugut screamed and tumbled down.

Anato followed up and slashed at his neck with her knife.

Two Wolf Banner Guards desperately pushed her aside, grabbed Ugut, and fled towards the north slope.

Lu Shuangyi wanted to pursue him.

Chen Mu grabbed her stirrups.

"Cut off his flag first."

Lu Shuangyi immediately turned around.

Ugut can run.

The flag cannot run away.

The Black Wolf banner was already tilted, but a dozen guards still surrounded it. Chen Mu snatched a stray warhorse and charged in with Lu Shuangyi, one on each side.

A long spear is used to pick off people.

Cut the rope with a short knife.

Zhou Tie led his cavalry to press forward from the rear.

The last safety rope broke.

The Black Wolf Banner crashed to the ground.

The nine strings of white bones on the flag fell into the mud.

Er Gou arrived just in time, carrying the black pot flag.

His riding skills were so poor that he tumbled off his horse. The first thing he did after getting up was to plant the broken flagpole next to the fallen black wolf flag.

The black flag was only half a person tall.

The pot on the rag was also drawn crookedly.

But when all the northern barbarians saw this, their first reaction was to retreat.

The main flag has fallen.

Ugut fled wounded.

Batu is still on the stone beam.

The northern barbarians' courage completely vanished.

Some mounted their horses and fled, some threw down their knives and knelt down, and others were swept into the cattle pen by the out-of-control herd. Lu Shuangyi led her cavalry in pursuit for three miles, while Chen Mu kept watch at the mouth of the ditch, preventing the defeated troops from regrouping.

"No chasing kills!"

"Seize the horse, sheath your bow, and lock the trap!"

More than a hundred Blackstone Fortress cavalrymen quickly dispersed.

Two men could gather a herd of horses, and three men could escort a group of prisoners. Those who couldn't speak the northern dialect would throw the dried meat on the ground and point their knives at Wild Dog Gully.

If you want to eat, kneel down.

Trying to run away will only get you stabbed.

It's so simple that everyone can understand it.

The battle raged from dawn until afternoon.

More than two hundred bodies were found on the snow-covered north slope.

Ugut led over five hundred cavalrymen to Langya Ridge, twenty miles away. Among them were many wounded soldiers and defeated troops who had lost their weapons; fewer than four hundred were still able to turn back and fight immediately.

Lu Shuangyi chased after him to Langya Ridge before reining in her horse.

The pass was narrow, and Ugut left fifty wolf riders to cover their retreat. The men tied their horses' heads together with ropes, clearly intending to use their lives to hold off the pursuers.

Chen Mu arrived shortly after and, after just one glance, ordered the cavalry to stop.

The wolf riders covering the rear assumed they wouldn't dare charge, and in unison slapped their swords in a provocative gesture.

Chen Mu led thirty men to the side and laid out the short bows they had just seized from the Northern Barbarians.

"Shoot the horse first."

After three volleys of arrows, more than a dozen warhorses, strung together in formation, fell. The horses in front pinned down the ones behind, and the riders were entangled in ropes; what was originally a death trap had become a wooden fence that confined them.

Lu Shuangyi then led her cavalry forward.

The spear pierced through the first man's chest and down to the second man's shoulder.

Chen Mu led his men in a close-quarters charge, cutting down the hands of those trying to cut the ropes and escape. Of the fifty wolf riders covering the rear, only seven escaped; the remaining horses, bows, and three carts of iron rations were all dragged back to Wild Dog Gully.

Ugut stood on Langya Ridge, watching from afar.

He did not send anyone else to rescue him.

Chen Mu did not continue drilling into the ridge pass.

He hung the head of a wolf rider centurion on a captured iron cart and raised his sword toward the mountain peak.

Tell Ugut.

"Next time, it'll be Wolf Fang Ridge's turn."

Anato called out to the mountain.

There was no response from the ridgetop.

Only the small wolf flag that Ugut had temporarily replaced retreated into the mountain shadows.

Two hundred and thirty-seven more rideable warhorses, eighty-six prisoners, more than three hundred bows, and piles of leather armor have appeared in Wild Dog Gully.

He Dashan and other seriously injured people were carried into the main tent.

Lin Qinghe's medicine box was also opened.

Lu Shuangyi personally cut open the blood-stained cloth on Chen Mu's shoulder.

She can't suture wounds.

His movements were much rougher than Lin Qinghe's.

Chen Mu winced in pain.

"Be gentle."

Lu Shuangyi said coldly, "You still feel pain?"

Anato, sitting on the other side with her hand covering her chest, laughed upon hearing this.

"He's afraid of the army doctor, not you."

Lu Shuangyi looked up at her.

"Lin Qinghe asked me to pass on a message."

"She came back alive, and she personally unraveled and re-sewed the stitches on both of you."

Anato's smile froze for a moment.

Chen Mu finally felt it was fair.

Lu Shuangyi pressed the medicine powder hard into the wound.

He gasped in pain.

"This one is mine."

Suddenly, a deafening shout rang out outside the tent.

Chen Mu walked out.

Er Gou and Shi Tou were dragging the fallen Black Wolf Flag up the stone beam. Behind them followed everyone who could still move, as well as the White Wolf Guards and prisoners who had just surrendered.

They laid the black wolf flag at the entrance to the north slope.

One after another, the stolen warhorses trampled over the flag.

Finally, Er Gou pulled the black pot flag out of the crack in the rock.

Walk ten steps north.

Reinsert it.

Then take another ten steps.

Insert it again.

It was inserted a total of ten times.

The black flag was planted from the top of the stone beam down to the bottom of the north slope.

The thousand cavalrymen took a step back.

They moved their land forward ten steps.