At noon the next day.
The cities defended by the Jin army were still resisting tenaciously.
There is a desolate hill more than ten miles away from the village. At the highest point is a large locust tree that is two people holding together. A cavalry unit stands silently around the tree. Each knight is fully armored, with alert eyes exposed under his helmet, holding a long spear, hanging a saber around his waist, and some carry horned bows and quiveres. The people are strong and powerful, and look extremely fierce. The cavalry are surrounded by a sky-green banner that is almost as tall as the locust tree. On the flag fluttering in the north wind, a ferocious black wolf is embroidered.
Under the banner was a black horse. The horse had a wide chest and its limbs were as strong as steel cast iron. Its smooth skin showed a dark and shiny color without a trace of variegated color. Riding on it was a Hun general in his thirties. He was tall and had a bronze face with a sharp edge. In his slightly narrow eye socket, his eyes were as sharp as lightning.
This general is the fourth son of Liu Yuan of the Great Shanyu, Liu Cong, the King of Zuoguli of the Xiongnu. Among the Huns, the "four corners" of the Left Xian King, Youxian King, Zuoguli King, and Youguli King are the most noble. Liu Cong is the fourth person in the Han Dynasty of the Xiongnu, second only to the Great Shanyu and Zuowei King.
At this moment, he narrowed his eyes and stared at a general who was standing in front of the horse with fear and fear, and asked coldly: "Are you finished talking?"
The general curled up like a gray rabbit on the grassland: "It's all over... the villain has no lie." Then he lowered his head deeply, almost touching the ground.
Liu Cong led 20,000 troops to attack Zhucheng in the eastern part of Bingzhou. The troops were divided into six groups to advance in large numbers, and all the troops under his command were unstoppable. Only this small city camp fought for two days and could not be taken away. This was definitely a shame for the Xiongnu army, which had been invincible since the uprising. According to the original punishment of the Xiongnu tribe, the small Qianchang who was responsible for commanding was not enough to die for five times.
Liu Cong raised his hand to cover Meifeng, looked at the hamlet standing in the distance for a moment, then turned his horse's head to the shade of the locust tree, avoiding the sunset: "Let your people retreat."
The black horse suddenly sniffed with excitement, kicked the ground fiercely, and whirled it on the spot. Liu Cong stroked the horse's hair, and his gentle and soothing movements made the black horse feel quiet quickly: "Let my troops meet them, and I hope they will be as brave and good at fighting as you said."
The Huns were defeated for four consecutive fierce attacks, leaving a large number of corpses under the village wall. Seeing their retreat this time, not only did the team scattered, but their morale also fell to a low point.
Looking up at the sky, Lu Yao tied the armor on his body tightly and said to the personal soldiers beside him: "Let's go, it's time for us!"
After being selected last night, the 100 warriors never entered the battle again. They rested for eight hours and recovered their physical strength well. Almost all the existing fine weapons and armor were concentrated on them. Lu Yao rode his horse and walked past them. What he saw from their faces was the determination to fight to the death, and it was almost condensed into a substantial murderous aura.
"Very good!" Lu Yao nodded with satisfaction and clenched the spear.
Another group of soldiers were already crazily digging open the earth and rocks behind the village gate. At this time, the treatment had been almost done. The remaining soldiers opened the village gate without any obstacles. The three soldiers were carefully lifting the door mortar made of thick logs.
At this moment, the soldiers who were staying on the village wall suddenly exclaimed fiercely.
"What's going on?" Lu Yao frowned and asked. None of the soldiers on the village wall answered. Lu Yao gently lifted the reins of the horse and climbed the village wall directly from a ramp. The situation in front of him made him gasp.
Wherever his vision was, endless black-clothed warriors rushed over like a tide. The sound of their footsteps hitting the ground was like hundreds of war drums, causing the ground to shake slightly. After the spear-like halberds standing like a forest, more than ten flags representing the identity of the Xiongnu commanders were flying high.
Lu Yao felt that his heart was rubbed hard by a giant hand, almost bursting. He moaned in pain, turned around suddenly, and shouted to the warriors who were ready to go under the city: "Enemy reinforcements have arrived! Everyone is coming to the city!"
The Xiongnu soldiers in black moved forward slowly. When they entered the range of bows and arrows, the crossbowmen of the Jin army began to shoot fiercely. But after the arrows flew into the Xiongnu formation, they were like sand and gravel sank into the sea, and even waves were not aroused. Instead, the Xiongnu archers' shooting caused huge damage to the Jin army.
Under the cover of feather arrows as dense as raindrops, the Huns approached about a hundred steps. They suddenly shouted in unison and rushed forward quickly.
More than fifty ladders were placed towards the top of the village wall at the same time, and the battle entered an extremely tragic stage from the beginning.
The black-clad Hun soldiers who were involved in the attack this time, regardless of morale, equipment, and combat quality, were far ahead of the previous pursuers. The Jin army was condescending to the walls, and the number of casualties still exceeded that of the other party.
Lu Yao held an iron shield in his left hand to cover it, and swept across the street with a gun in his right hand. The Hu people in front of him flew out in a scream. However, the enemy who came this time was more brave than the opponents of the previous times. As soon as the previous person fell, several people rushed up like crazy. Their equipment was far greater than that of the original opponents. Almost everyone was wearing armor and holding extremely exquisite weapons.
Even if Lu Yao tried his best to resist, he could not defeat four hands after all. In the blink of an eye, he was even more injured, and his subordinates suffered heavy losses, with only more than ten people left around him to support him. The Hu people were still approaching like a tide.
A young man with a long costume shouted, "Military Master, we are afraid we can't stand it anymore!" The boy's name is He Yun. Although he is young, he has been a veteran for many years. He is a capable subordinate of Lu Yao.
Lu Yao raised his foot and kicked He Yun down. Just as he was about to scold him, a Hu man leaned in from outside the wall beside him. Lu Yao didn't care about He Yun and shot Hu man in the face with a shot.
This Hu man was also a powerful warrior with extraordinary martial arts. He waved his mace to greet him, and with a loud clang, the spear swung straight away.
Lu Yao took advantage of the situation to dance with a gun, and the spear stretched and contracted like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, and instantly stabbed from another angle. How could this Hu man prevent such a mysterious gunman? The tip of the spear pierced through the shoulder blades. He screamed and still rushed forward. Lu Yao's spear was still stuck on his shoulder, and he couldn't hold on for a while, so he let go of the gun and slapped the shield on his face. The man's eyes turned pale and fell to the ground.
He Yun had already climbed up from the ground, shot arrows like beads, and shot down two other approaching Hu people.
Lu Yao had just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly the ground under his feet shook violently, and a loud noise like the sky and the earth were heard in his ears. Then hundreds of people shouted in unison. There were several desperate calls mixed in: "The city is broken! The city is broken! The Hu people are killing in!"
A section of the village wall twenty feet away had collapsed yesterday, and the temporary wooden fence supported there was a temporary wooden fence. At this time, the wooden fence had been completely overturned, and the village walls connected to both sides of the wooden fence also collapsed, stirring up dust for half a day. In the dust, countless Hu people shouted and rushed into the village from the gap. The defenders in that section had already fled in scattered and fled. Many people were slaughtered one by one by the Hu people, and obviously they could no longer support it.
Everyone in the city suddenly felt desperate - this situation could no longer be supported.
"Haha..." Lu Yao threw the iron shield down with a wry smile, and felt a little relieved for a moment. The hard and bloody battles these days, the wandering years, and the at a loss for half of his life, probably will be cut off at this moment?
But someone heard someone shouting in his ears: "Military Master, please send the order quickly! We have to back down!" It turned out that He Yun turned around again, pulled Lu Yao's arm and shouted.
At this time, there was no need to send an order. Everyone surrounded Lu Yao and walked backwards.
Chen Yi's roar came not far away: "All the troops follow me to kill the enemy! Those who dare to retreat will kill!" This man was always timid and afraid of fighting, but at this moment he burst out with courage that no one could reach. Even though Lu Yao was still a little dazed, he had to admire him. However, Chen Yi's position was facing the broken part of the village wall. Before the roar fell, dozens of Hu people came to kill him. As soon as he had put on a stance, he was slashed into meat paste by dozens of swords and guns.
The dozens of Hu people shouted at the sky with swords and guns in their hands, turned around and rushed towards Lu Yao's group of people.
Lu Yao said anxiously: "Go back quickly!"
A group of people fought and retreated, walking between the broken walls and ruins in the village.
On the way, I was meeting Xue Tong with a team of people. Xue Tong was already killed and his face was covered in blood. Even the family treasure sword was thrown away. The two groups cooperated together to form a small army of only more than 20 people, breaking holes along the way and running around. Unexpectedly, many defeated soldiers bumped like headless flies, which slowed down their pace.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of swords and weapons intersecting in front of me. It turned out that Wang Wei was left alone for some reason and was surrounded by several Hu people and fought fiercely.
All of these Hu people used a ring-headed sword. The sword was strong and powerful, which was extremely powerful. In the blink of an eye, Wang Wei roared loudly and was seriously injured. Seeing that the situation was critical, Lu Yao tried his best to throw the spear out. The spear was as fast as thunder and lightning, and suddenly nailed a Hu person to the ground. The other Hu people couldn't help but get angry and turned around to approach Lu Yao. One of them jumped up in the air and slashed at Lu Yao's head with a "huh".
Lu Yao rubbed his body and went in, and his right hand was straightened, holding the Hu man's wrist holding the knife. He whispered softly, and immediately snatched the knife over, stabbing his backhand straight into the Hu man's chest.
The rest of the people rushed to force the Hu people to retreat, and several soldiers stepped forward to pick up Wang Wei and ran away.
But this time came, it inevitably delayed the time. Xue Tong shouted: "Go quickly and go quickly, don't delay!" He ran away first.
After walking a few steps, the soldiers exclaimed. Lu Yao turned around, but saw a lot of blood mixed with foam overflowing from Wang Wei's mouth, making a sound like a bellows. A long sword with a cold light was inserted into his chest. Seeing that he would not live long, his face, which was twisted due to the severe pain, twitched a few times and said hard: "I can't do it, give me some fun!"
A large amount of blood gushed out along the blood groove on the side of the blade. Anyone could see that Wang Wei's life was disappearing rapidly. The soldiers who were holding him were panicked and didn't know what to do. They panickedly used their hands to block it, so how could they block it! In a blink of an eye, the ground under him was dyed red.
Wang Wei whispered: "Stop tossing and draw your sword."
Lu Yao held the hilt of the long knife and raised the blood mark.
"Thank you." Wang Wei murmured, his eyes losing their spirit.
A few drops of blood splattered on Lu Yao's cold side face, and the bright red liquid made his face look even more shockingly white.
At this time, the Hu people had already entered the village in large numbers, and whistles and crazy shouts came from all sides. The Hu people's advance was firm and powerful, extremely rapid, and a huge encirclement was formed in a blink of an eye. The entire village had completely fallen into their hands, extinguishing everyone's hope of escaping.
Chapter completed!