Chapter 221 Killing
The Great Yuezhi General did not immediately lead the army to assault, but was still waiting in the woods. The war horses beside him were chirping and roaring, looking very restless. The battle situation in the military camp ahead became even more intense, with fire shining in the sky, and the sound of killing almost turned the night sky backwards!
A messenger rushed over, "General, the Han army has broken into the camp, General Vanne is almost unable to resist!"
General Mujin looked at the camp, held the knife handle in his right hand, pulled it out suddenly, raised it high, and shouted loudly: "The warriors of the Great Yuezhi, follow me to rush over and defeat the Han people! Kill!"
A shocking roar came from the forest, mixed with the sound of rolling horse hooves. I saw stormy waves rushing out of the forest, sweeping straight towards the Han army, and the earth was trembling!
Tens of thousands of cavalry launched an attack from the rear of the Han army. At the same time, the Dayuezhi infantry in the camp began to counterattack, and the two sides attacked the Han army that was attacking the camp. The situation of the Han army was in danger.
Suddenly, General Mu Zhen heard a sound of killing from behind him, and was amazed in his heart, and quickly turned his head. He saw countless Han cavalry surging across the mountain ridge, with a vast stream of soup, like a tide and waves, rolling iron hooves and shocking roars, which were shocking.
A general was shocked and said, "What's going on? Why did another Han cavalry come!" At this time, the 100,000 iron cavalry under Mu Zhen's command had already started to chaos.
Mu Zhen suddenly saw an extremely heroic Han general wearing Tang Ni's ring armor, wearing a three-pointed purple gold crown, a blood-red battle robe with a cold light and a strong Fangtian painting halberd, and a war horse under his crotch, like a flame, roaring in the wind, and a very divine horse. One man and one horse were like a god descending to earth under the moonlight!
Mu Zhen was shocked.
Zhang Lang stared at the Great Yuezhi cavalry in front of him, raised the Fang Tian Painted Ridge, and roared: "The Iron Cavalry Charge!"
Forty thousand iron cavalry shouted fiercely, raised their horse spear and activated their war horses with all their strength! Forty thousand iron cavalry was like surging waves, and the roar was like rolling thunder, and the battle blood was boiling. Each cavalry had only one thought in his mind, fight, fight!
Muzhen quickly ordered 50,000 cavalry who had not yet entered the battle to turn around to fight.
Fifty thousand cavalry hurriedly turned around to fight, urged the horses, and howled to meet them. Fifty thousand iron cavalry rumbled and stirred up smoke and dust in the sky, and their power was also very amazing.
In a blink of an eye, two big waves collided heavily, and violent collisions sounded one after another. The cavalry of both sides were on the ground. The scene was so hot and fierce. The timid people were afraid of peeing their pants when they saw it. Zhang Lang took the lead, and the Fangtian Painted Gaul in his hand kept harvesting life like a sickle of the God of Death, and there was no general wherever he passed. The impact of the iron cavalry of the Han army was extremely violent and sharp, with a long sword and a horse spear, and the slashed and stabbed. The Dayuezhi cavalry fell one by one, and blood was flying all over the sky with screams!
In just a moment, the Dayuezhi cavalry felt unbearable, and many soldiers couldn't help but show fear. The Han army's offensive became even more fierce, and the iron cavalry rushed forward, and the waves washed away the sand and could not stop it!
In Mu Zhen's horrified eyes, his 50,000 iron cavalry collapsed and ran away.
The rumbling sound of thunder was shocking; like clouds, the vast warriors covered the sky and the sun. Mu Zhen had no choice but to order all the cavalry that attacked the Han army in the camp to retreat and fight. At the same time, he ordered the defenders in the camp to fight with all their might. If there is any slacking off, they will be killed without mercy!
To Mu Zhen's expectations, the Han cavalry who attacked the camp suddenly turned around and rushed towards the rear of his cavalry. The Dayuezhi infantry could not catch up for a while, so Mu Zhen's iron cavalry was attacked by 80,000 Han army's thunder cavalry!
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It was dawn and the Great Yuezhi army was defeated. Mu Zhen led nearly 200,000 defeated generals to retreat in a hurry to the northwest. Everyone was shocked, just like a dog of a family. In the battle last night, the Great Yuezhi army was almost wiped out. At the critical moment, Mu Zhen ordered the camp to burn the flames. It was the flames that blocked the Han army's pursuit, and the Great Yuezhi army was able to escape. However, even so, the army lost nearly 100,000 people. This defeat can be said to be something that Da Yuezhi had never encountered since he was driven away by the Huns.
Mu Zhen felt a little confused, and felt like an unusual nightmare last night: How could a war that was originally planned carefully could be defeated? How did the Han people realize the existence of the entire set?
The army crossed a river along a wooden bridge. Just now, the scouts behind us hurriedly reported: "General, the Han army is chasing us!"
Mu Zhen and the generals couldn't help but show panic. Mu Zhen quickly ordered: "Chao the wooden bridge!"
When Zhang Lang led tens of thousands of thunder cavalry to chase the river, he saw a burning wooden bridge, and saw the Great Yuezhi army disappearing from afar. Zhang Lang was very upset and threw his whip: "Damn it! It's just a little bit!"
"General, what should I do now?" Yang Kun asked.
Zhang Lang turned his horse's head and "Go back." Then he led tens of thousands of cavalry back to Loulan.
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At dusk, several huge fires burned outside Loulan City, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell. Zhang Jian knelt in front of the fire and cried bitterly, his face full of sadness.
Zhang Lang and the generals stood behind him, pressing the sword, with anger on their faces.
Ma Chao ran over and asked with his fists: "General, how to deal with those prisoners?"
Zhang Lang asked coldly: "How many people have been arrested?"
"Ten thousand!"
Zhang Lang said coldly: "Kill them all! Use their heads to pay tribute to the dead souls of Loulan! At the same time, he passed this incident on the countries of the Western Regions!" "No." Ma Chao agreed with his fists and ran down.
A tragic massacre happened immediately, forty-one, three hundred and ninety-seven prisoners were massacred, and their heads were piled in front of the huge extinguished fires, like several hills, shocking. Before this, Zhang Lang originally thought that he would never do such a cruel thing, but when things came to anger, all kindness and mercy would no longer exist. Only killing can extinguish the anger in his heart!
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The night was already deep, but the King of Kucha had no intention of resting, and the charming queen could not arouse his slightest interest. The reason for this was because of a letter from the Han envoy I just received.
The king was paced back and forth in the hall, and the prime minister stepped in quickly, clasped his fists and said, "King."
The king quickly handed the letter in his hand to the Prime Minister, "This is just sent by the Han envoy! Look!" The Prime Minister quickly took the letter and read it, with a shocked expression: "This, this..."
Chapter completed!