Ashling's sword comes from a Western craftsman and was given to him by Jieli Khan himself.
Yu Chigong's character is not ordinary either.
Although it is not as good as the ones that Li Yuanxing brought to the palace last time, it was also the one that Li Yuanxing gave to him before. It is made of modern craftsmanship and 100-fold steel. It is a good knife that cuts through small trees as thick as an arm without any effort at all.
Yuchi Gong and Ashling rode in a circle, and stopped again fifty paces away.
Ash Ling held a spear, and Yu Chigong held his own horse. The two generals raised their weapons high at the same time. This time, they did not choose to fight alone. Both sides had realized that
, the opponent is not an opponent that can be defeated in a few rounds, and a one-on-one fight will only waste time.
Yu Chigong still has the task of luring the enemy!
Ashiling needs to enter Huaiyuan immediately for supplies. The discovery of the Tang Army here means that the Tang Army is already on guard. Then if he advances, he needs the latest information.
"Kill!" Yuchi Gong ordered first.
Following Brother Heitan's order, the infantry pushed forward twenty steps and shot arrows at the Turkic positions like rain.
"Charge!" Ashling also ordered immediately, and the Turkic cavalry began to charge. As long as they rushed closer, the crossbowmen would completely lose their threat. If they then kill the opponent's cavalry, it would be a siege.
The two sides took up positions and prepared to fight.
Ashling has 20,000 people, 20,000 elite men. But they have traveled a long distance and it is impossible for them all to join the battle.
Yu Chigong has three thousand men, but they are waiting for work. This battle can be fought!
Su Dingfang gathered the slave soldiers together and was lecturing: "I have been fighting for more than ten years. I have seen countless military regulations. But this time, the military regulations of the Tang Dynasty are unheard of and have never been seen before. There is no upper limit for merit.
I think everyone has heard it. As long as you have meritorious service, even if you are a slave, you still have a chance to become a general. No one doubts His Highness King Qin’s guarantee!"
That's right, let alone the Tang Dynasty, anyone who can be named King of Qin in history has a noble status and status without exception.
Su Dingfang took a deep breath: "There is no upper limit to your merits! This battle is a battle to the death. This battle is also a battle of life. As long as you survive, you will definitely be able to escape from slavery. We only need to fight to the death for a quarter of an hour. I, Su Dingfang, am a gang leader.
Army, I want to be a general. Who else wants to?"
"Fight. Fight. Fight!" The slave soldiers came with the determination to die.
The slave soldiers who came here originally wanted a chance. If they died in battle, they could get a chance to escape slavery. Because they still had family members. If they died, it would be very worthwhile to have their families escape slavery.
Su Dingfang didn't want to die, and he didn't want to die here either.
"We formed three rows..." Su Dingfang began to explain the way the slave soldiers formed the formation. The slave soldiers also had commanders and their lengths. The specific arrangements would be assigned to these lowest-level officers.
At this time, an accident happened.
Many of Yuchi Gong's cavalry fell off their horses in a strange manner, and nearly a hundred horses began to foam at the mouth and fell to the ground.
"Spear formation, cut off the rear!" Yu Chigong shouted, and the army fired crossbows. Su Dingfang led five hundred slave soldiers to the front of the formation. A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour of life and death, is half an hour in modern times. On the battlefield,
Especially on the battlefield with cold weapons, five hundred people like this would have almost no chance of surviving when facing forty times the number of enemies.
"Charge!" Ashling had already seen the surprise of Yu Chigong's cavalry. With a wave of his hand, two thousand cavalry rushed towards Su Dingfang and led five hundred slave soldiers.
Yuchi Gong withdrew and began to retreat with more than 2,000 men under his command.
In other words, they looked like they were running away. The military formation was completely in chaos. Many cavalrymen dismounted, threw away their armor and were running away like the infantrymen.
"Array up, crossbow one!" Su Dingfang shouted.
Two thousand cavalry roared towards Su Dingfang's 500 men. Su Dingfang had crossbows, and the Turks also had mounted archers.
Before the fight, hundreds of Turks had already fallen from their horses, and dozens of people on Su Dingfang's side were shot to death, or were seriously injured and could no longer fight. When the first wave of cavalry rushed forward, Su Dingfang's spear array showed its majesty.
, only a dozen slave soldiers were killed, while the Turks left as few as 300 corpses.
The sight of flesh and blood flying around will no longer cause Su Dingfang to have any psychological changes.
In more than ten years of fighting, Su Dingfang has seen too many dead people.
Readjust the formation and prepare for the second wave of Turkic cavalry. It is not easy to hold for a quarter of an hour.
One percent of these people can be considered good if they survive, but if only ten percent are enough to escape, ten of them are considered lucky.
The Turks were surprised. They did not expect that the troops behind them were really fighting for their lives. After readjustment, there were four thousand cavalry in formation. They were no longer preparing to attack the spears, but chose to surround them.
That is, all the cavalry formed a circle, surrounding Su Dingfang, the 400 people who were still alive, and kept riding and shooting.
Soon enough the enemy troops will be surrounded.
At this time, a young man from the slave soldiers suddenly rushed out of the formation, holding five spears in one hand, and with the other hand he took a horse left by the Turks and flew onto it, heading towards the people who were watching the battle less than a mile away.
Ashling rushed over.
As a young man, Ashling didn't pay attention at all.
Four of Ashling's soldiers rushed out.
The young slave soldier on the horse was not nervous at all. He stood on the horse and threw four spears.
Four spears and three people! Three of Ashling's soldiers were nailed to the ground with spears, and the spears passed through their chests. Only one of them died on the spot. Although the other two were pierced in the chest, their vital parts were not injured.
He couldn't die for a while. The worst part was that his intestines were all over the floor, and his abdomen was torn apart with a long tear.
"What a martial arts!" Su Dingfang shouted loudly.
Ashling also forgot to give the order to attack, and his attention was drawn to the young slave soldiers.
The slave soldier jumped up from his horse, jumped on the last Ashling soldier, broke the neck of the Ashling soldier, and then grabbed the scimitar and the good horse.
Adjusting the horse's head again, the young slave soldier charged towards Ashling.
Ash Ling smiled contemptuously, he was just a slave soldier of the Tang Army. He took the scimitar handed by the guard and pulled his horse to meet him.
Su Dingfang looked back and saw that Yu Chigong had already led the two thousand people away. He silently calculated the time in his heart and then said to the several slave commanders: "Wait a moment, I will give an order and everyone will flee separately."
.As long as you escape alive, the reward will be great!"
Survived.
The slave soldiers couldn't help but have hope in their hearts. If they start to escape now, it really means that they have a chance to survive. As long as they are not overtaken by the Turkic cavalry, or not overtaken by the cavalry of the brigade, they will naturally have a chance.
escape.
Divide into a small group of ten and flee.
Su Dingfang asked again: "What is the name of that young general?"
Su Dingfang used the term "junior general" in the title, but did not say soldiers, let alone slave soldiers. This is a kind of recognition and respect. And Su Dingfang believes that as long as the slave soldiers live after this battle, they will definitely get a good salary.
Military.
"Kill!" The silent slave soldier spoke for the first time. He wanted to fight for the document that would allow him to escape from slavery.
The young slave soldier is only seventeen years old. This is his third time on the battlefield.
Of course, this is a real battlefield.
Different from those messy things, those things have nothing to do with these soldiers, but they make the soldiers into slave soldiers.
Standing on horseback, the young slave soldier did not believe that he had the possibility of defeating Ashling. This was an opponent that even General Yuchi, the fierce general of the Tang Dynasty, could not defeat in a few moves, a powerful Turkic warrior.
Step on the horse's back and step on its head.
"Kill!" One life for another. The young slave soldier took advantage of the momentum of the horse and jumped up with a spear in hand. He rushed towards Ashling from a height of one foot, holding a scimitar in both hands. He was confident
Even a stone can be cut in two.
Su Dingfang also pulled a horse and shouted at all the slave soldiers: "Disperse!"
The slave soldiers fled in all directions, and Su Dingfang pulled his horse forward: "Young general, retreat! Only by surviving can you get more!"
when!
There was a loud noise, and the two scimitars were broken at the same time. The huge sound made everyone on the battlefield tremble.
The young slave soldier heard Su Dingfang's call, and he used his strength to step on the head of Ash Ling's horse, causing his body to fall outward. However, Ash Ling used the half scimitar to slash at the young slave soldier. The young man
The slave soldier turned around in the air, twisted his body flexibly, and slashed the half of the scimitar against the young slave soldier's face.
The young slave soldier had already grabbed Ashling's hat, kicked the horse hard, and pounced on a guard in front of Ashling.
Once again, he broke the neck of one of Ashling's guards, grabbed the horse and kicked him a few times, causing the horse to gallop away with a neighing sound.
Su Dingfang met the young slave soldier. Without talking, he handed a Tang Hengdao to the young slave soldier's hand, and the two of them flew towards Huaiyuan City, one after the other.
Ashling's face turned red, then turned pale, and her eyes began to turn red.
"Kill, massacre the city!" Ashling roared angrily and ordered the army to pursue them.
What a shame!
Su Dingfang and the young slave soldier were galloping, and the young slave soldier still held Ashling's hat in his hand.
The two ran for a while, killed several Turkic soldiers, then turned in a different direction and fled directly to the west. Going south, they would definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the Turkic cavalry.
However, Yuchi Gong had already stopped, and a group of sergeants who had been arranged long ago took his place and continued to flee south.
However, Yuchi Gong took his sergeants into Helan Mountain.
Ashiling kept chasing, and he saw many horses lying on the ground. After checking them personally, he found that all these horses died of illness and exhaustion. It was obvious that there was something wrong with the horses in the Tang army.
"Report, nearly a thousand dead horses!"
One thousand cavalry, nearly a thousand dead horses? After hearing the news, all the Turkic generals were shouting, holding up the Ashiling scimitar and shouting: "Chase and kill all the Tang troops!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature
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