The first round of light bows and soft arrows indeed deceived the Tiele people.

It made them completely ignore the Liang army's archers.

Moreover, they needed to carry heavy two-handed hammers and axes to destroy the wooden walls.

To conserve energy, many Tiele cavalrymen left their personal leather shields in their horses' saddlebags.

Less than thirty percent of them carried shields.

Although the Tiele people were skilled warriors, the harshness of the grasslands limited their armor-making capabilities.

The armor they wore was not considered sophisticated.

Most of the vanguard soldiers wore the common leather helmets and armor of the grasslands.

Even the more elite cavalrymen wore only leather armor with iron plates embedded in it.

This armor was utterly incapable of stopping the armor-piercing arrows crafted from精钢 by the Longxiang Army.

A flash of cold light appeared, and another armor-piercing heavy arrow fell from the sky.

It directly pierced through the shoulder armor of Changan Chige, the Qianhu commander.

Driven by the arrow's enormous kinetic energy, An Chige was thrown directly from his horse.

Before he could struggle to his feet, another armor-piercing arrow pierced his chest from above, starting at his collarbone.

Blood gushed from his mouth, and An Chige roared in resentment, "Despicable!...Liang people!"

At this moment, he understood everything. The Tiele people had been deceived by these cunning Liang people.

First, they feigned weakness, then unleashed a sudden volley of powerful arrows, causing his brave warriors to lose their lives in vain.

Before he could curse the Liang army on the hillside, another dense volley of arrows rained down on the crowd on the riverbank.

This Tiele Qianhu commander, who had fought on the battlefield for many years, was pinned to the ground by several arrows and collapsed into the cold mud of the riverbank, lifeless.

The Liang army archer ranks behind the wooden walls, as if gone mad, unleashed seven waves of dense arrow rain on the Tiele people on the riverbank.

The seven intense volleys caused many archers to exhaust themselves from drawing their bows too frequently and with too much force, their arms giving out.

Their achievement was to fill the riverbank on the south bank of the Chishui River with feathered arrows, like a rain of death.

The Tiele soldiers who had dismounted and formed ranks were too densely packed.

Most of them were pinned to the riverbank by the arrow rain and lost their lives.

Everywhere one looked, there were corpses of Tiele soldiers, riddled with arrows like hedgehogs.

The blood flowing from the Tiele people's corpses had even formed streams, dyeing the entire riverbank crimson.

Now, the Chishui River was truly stained red with the blood of the Tiele people.

The cold wind swept across the banks of the Chishui River.

The sounds of the Tiele wounded soldiers' painful wails and the neighing of injured warhorses filled the air.

Suddenly, an injured warhorse, desperately dragging its arrow-stricken, deceased Tiele knight, charged into the Chishui River.

It left a trail of crimson blood mist in the icy river water.

For a moment, both banks were eerily silent.

No one had yet recovered from the hellish scene on the riverbank before them.

At this moment, on the small hill on the north bank.

Beneath the fierce and fluttering Tiele wolf banner.

Commander Sangdu's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was twisted and ferocious.

The hand gripping the reins trembled uncontrollably. He had never imagined.

That the detestable Liang army would use such a method to almost annihilate the Tiele vanguard camp.

That was a full three thousand elite grassland warriors.

Sangdu estimated that less than a thousand Tiele soldiers had ultimately escaped from the vanguard cavalry, and almost all of them were wounded.

This tall Tiele man closed his eyes in anguish, unable to believe it was true.

The vanguard cavalry had suffered a loss of at least two thousand elite soldiers in the first battle.

Such a heavy loss meant that even if he won this time, he would be severely punished by the Khan.

"Lord Sangdu! Please calm down. The Liang people's deployment on the south bank is unclear."

"Our army has just suffered a major setback, and the warriors' morale is unstable. It is not advisable for us to act rashly now."

Sangdu took a deep breath, calming down slightly. He turned and looked around.

The Tiele soldiers around him were all filled with confusion and unease.

The Liang army's dense arrow rain had greatly deterred them. After all, the Tiele people had fought the Liang army for many years, and this was the first time they had suffered such a great loss.

This invasion army was a coalition of multiple tribes.

These tribes had joined the allied forces with the intention of plundering the Great Liang's interior.

If the casualties were too heavy, the soldiers of these tribes would waver, which would further affect Commander Sangdu's authority.

At this time, with unstable morale, he should first stabilize the situation and investigate the Liang army's deployment before taking action.

Sangdu fiercely cracked his horsewhip in the air, filled with resentment, but still gave the order.

"The left-wing army will rescue the vanguard camp, and the right-wing army will monitor the Liang army's movements. All other units will temporarily return to camp!"

Seeing that the Tiele people on the opposite bank were no longer attacking and were beginning to gradually retreat.

A roar of cheers like a tsunami came from the Liang army's camp.

"We won! Our army has won a great victory!"

Countless soldiers ran out from behind the wooden fences and wooden shields, waving their swords and spears in excitement.

Crying and laughing, they roared madly at the Tiele people on the north bank.

For many years, the Liang army had never been so proud.

The feeling of fear towards the Tiele people instantly vanished.

Even the adjutant generals supervising the army behind them all had flushed faces.

That was a full two or three thousand Tiele vanguard cavalrymen.

In the past, the Great Liang army would have had to sacrifice at least five or even ten times as many troops to kill so many Tiele people.

And this time, the Great Liang army had not lost a single soldier.

The generals and commanders of the various prefectures and counties all turned to look in the direction of the central army, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Could it be that the female Marquis on the mountain was an unparalleled military genius?

At this moment, Bai Jing, the Longxiang Marquis, who was sitting in the central army on the mountain, also clenched her fists tightly, her eyes filled with surprise.

Yesterday, she had listened to Li Yuan's plan, and although she had some expectations, she did not dare to expect too much.

Today, she would have been satisfied as long as she could kill or wound a few hundred Tiele people.

But the effect of the arrow volley far exceeded her imagination.

Li Yuan had grasped the timing extremely well.

It was just before the Tiele people completed their formation and were about to attack the hilltop.

Moreover, the archers had shot armor-piercing arrows that could penetrate the Tiele people's iron-studded armor.

These armor-piercing arrows had been pre-emptively drawn by the female Marquis from the Longxiang Army's armory.

These sophisticated armor-piercing arrows were extremely expensive to manufacture. Ordinary arrows cost only 70-80 coins each, while armor-piercing arrows cost 300 coins each.

However, the generous Longxiang Marquis still waved her hand and distributed all 30,000 armor-piercing arrows in her possession.

This seemingly wasteful act actually yielded such astonishing results.

Bai Yuxuan on the side was also trembling with excitement.

"Big sister! Big sister! We won!"

"Little sister, calm down. We have only dealt a heavy blow to the enemy's vanguard."

At this moment, the Longxiang Marquis had recovered from her initial surprise.

She was composed and watched the distant riverbank with a calm expression.

Then, with her hands behind her back, she said arrogantly.

"Hmph, mere northern barbarians, daring to covet my Great Liang."

"I will make you pay the price!"

The little sister on the side saw her big sister being so shameless and wanted to laugh, but saw that there were bodyguards all around, and it was not appropriate to laugh now.

She could only forcefully suppress her laughter, her face turning red.

At this moment, Li Yuan's voice came from the side.

"Marquis, we should immediately send people to the riverbank to capture the wounded soldiers, collect the heads, and recover those arrows."

"All of our armor-piercing arrows have been shot out!"

"Oh! That's right!"

The female Marquis immediately reacted.

"Relay my orders! The Longxiang Army's vanguard will immediately attack! Kill the remaining enemies and recover the arrows!"

A thousand Longxiang troops deployed behind the wooden fences immediately rushed out, beheading the remaining Tiele soldiers on the riverbank.

Immediately afterward, two thousand soldiers were sent to recover the arrows from the corpses and the beach.

These armor-piercing arrows were difficult to replenish, and each one was precious.

The defeated Tiele people did not continue to attack, but sent several thousand cavalrymen to monitor the Great Liang army on the opposite bank of the Chishui River.

Then, the remaining Tiele troops began to fortify their camps on the north bank, indicating that the Tiele people were preparing for a long-term war.

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