Those who lined up were all elites selected by Zhang Dinghe. They were all tall, strong, and well-equipped, but they had a look of indifference on their faces.
Zhang Dinghe didn't notice Ma Zhong's expression. He just held his head high and said slowly, with a proud look, "Mr. Ma, what do you think of my Zhang's military appearance?"
Ma Zhong said calmly: "It's quite a powerful army."
Zhang Dinghe did not understand the meaning of Ma Zhong's words, and laughed loudly: "Tuguhun dares to resist our Sui Dynasty, and he is simply asking for death. Tomorrow's battle will definitely leave them dead without a burial place!"
"Oh, then Ma would like to wish the general a great victory!"
Although Ma Zhong said this, he disagreed in his heart. Arrogant soldiers will be defeated. Ma Zhong himself suffered this loss before being seriously injured by Liu Ziqiu. Now, from the general Zhang Dinghe to the soldiers under him, no one
If we take the Tuyuhun people into consideration, tomorrow's battle will be a disaster.
However, Ma Zhong's mind was not focused on this. After all, an army of 500,000 people was not a vegetarian. Even if Zhang Dinghe was defeated, there would still be some famous generals like Yu Wenshu to protect his children, so there was no need for him to worry about it.
His goal is to find out whether Li Mi is the assassin.
Ma Zhong gave a few symbolic words of encouragement and then left. Not far away, he heard someone calling from behind. When he looked back, it was Zhang Dinghe's deputy general Liu Jianwu.
Liu Jianwu caught up, clasped his fists and said, "Please forgive me for being bold. Eunuch Ma seems to be a little worried about tomorrow's battle."
Ma Zhong shook his head and said: "Although Ma is proficient in martial arts, he knows nothing about battle formations and dare not make any comments. But Ma knows one thing and cannot underestimate his opponent at any time."
"Thank you for reminding me, I understand." Liu Jianwu nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Before thinking about victory, think about defeat first. If tomorrow's war is unfavorable, what will I do?"
Ma Zhong said without hesitation: "Eating the emperor's salary is the only thing to be loyal to the emperor!"
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Early the next morning, the two armies took up positions at the foot of Chewozhen Mountain, with flags scattered all over the place and war drums roaring. Zhang Dinghe raised his reins and was about to mount his horse, but Liu Jianwu stopped him and persuaded him: "The general is the leader of all the armies. You must not
Move lightly!"
Zhang Dinghe laughed loudly and said: "It's nothing to worry about a few barbarians, waiting for someone to capture them! Liu Jianwu, you just watch the formation, and when someone wins, then use your troops to cover them up!"
After saying that, regardless of Liu Jianwu's dissuasion, Zhang Dinghe, holding a long spear, had already stepped out of the crowd and shouted loudly in front of the two armies: "Who dares to fight with a certain person!"
In the Tuyuhun formation, a general came forward with a scimitar. The two horses crossed each other, and the enemy general had already fallen off his horse. Seeing Zhang Dinghe's victory, Liu Jianwu was about to march forward when he suddenly saw the enemy formation.
Another horse rushed out from the middle. The man on the horse was wielding a mace iron rod and shouted sternly: "Murong Dinghan is here, the Sui people should stop being so arrogant!"
Murong Dinghan lost his troops on the mud ridge and was in urgent need of a victory to restore his prestige. Seeing that Zhang Dinghe had won for a while, he could no longer hold himself back and started fighting, and was hit on the head with a stick.
Zhang Dinghe raised his head to greet him, only to hear a loud "dang" sound. Both of their bodies swayed, and they turned their horses to walk away. Zhang Dinghe made a circle, reined in his horse, and shouted loudly: "Okay
Come again with great strength!"
Murong Dinghan didn't answer. He rushed over on horseback, screamed strangely, and hit him with a stick again.
"The thief chief is rude!" Zhang Dinghe roared angrily and raised his hand to stop him.
The two of them fought with sticks back and forth for more than twenty rounds. Zhang Dinghe gradually lost strength, but Murong Dinghan was as tight as a stick with each stick. What Murong Dinghan relied on was only brute force. In terms of martial arts, he was far from the best.
Not as good as Zhang Dinghe. But Zhang Dinghe underestimated the enemy too much, sacrificed his own strength, and competed with Murong Dinghan in strength, so he naturally fell behind. At this time, he tried to use the method again, but his strength was already timid. He wanted to return to the formation.
, and was afraid of losing face in front of the army. He was in a dilemma, so he had to grit his teeth and hold on.
The two sides fought for another three or five rounds. Murong Dinghan suddenly shouted loudly, and the mace swept towards him with a cold wind. Zhang Dinghe wanted to block him, but his arms were already numb, but he couldn't muster any strength, so he had to
Flashed sideways.
Murong Dinghan's stick hit Zhang Dinghe's horse's head. The horse neighed sadly and fell heavily, knocking Zhang Dinghe on the horse to the ground. Murong Dinghan
Before he could get up, another blow from the stick hit Zhang Dinghe's head, smashing his big head to pieces.
Although Zhang Dinghe won for a while, he only killed an unknown general in the Tuyuhun army. Now Murong Dinghan killed a general of the Sui Dynasty, a high-ranking official of the second rank, and known for his bravery. In the Tuyuhun formation
Immediately there was a burst of cheers, and the shouts resounded through the sky, and all the officers and soldiers of the Sui army changed their colors and were all frightened.
Liu Jianwu saw that everyone on the left and right looked frightened. He suddenly remembered what Ma Zhong had said. He suddenly took off his helmet, slapped it on the ground with all his strength, and said loudly: "Brothers, the time has come to avenge the general and be loyal to the emperor!
kill!"
I saw Liu Jianwu holding the horse's belly between his legs and rushing out of the formation first. More than a dozen soldiers behind him also rushed out after him, shouting in unison: "Kill!"
"Avenge the general! Be loyal to the emperor! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Under the influence of Liu Jianwu and the soldiers, the three thousand soldiers of the vanguard battalion also gave up their fear and rushed forward with shouts. At this time, the Tuyuhun people were very energetic and naturally they were not to be outdone. The two armies collided fiercely.
Together, the battle was extremely fierce and cruel, with the sounds of clashing weapons, shouts, and screams.
Liu Jianwu waved his long stick and knocked three Tuguhun soldiers off their horses one after another, and met Murong Dinghan head-on. Murong Dinghan didn't say anything, he raised the stick and started beating them.
Liu Jianwu was inferior to Zhang Dinghe in terms of martial arts and strength, but he knew that he had no way out and could only grit his teeth and hold on. Unexpectedly, Murong Dinghan had just fought with Zhang Dinghe, and his physical strength was also huge. The two of them could not
It was a draw. Liu Jianwu felt his morale boosted, and he showed off all he had learned in his life. His long shot was like a ghost, his martial arts skills were much higher than usual, and he took the initiative.
The Tuyuhun people were good at riding and shooting. In this kind of chaotic battle, they had no advantage over the Sui army. During the battle, cavalry from both sides were cut off their horses from time to time, and howls of despair could be heard one after another before death.
Many of the Tyuhun cavalry were members of Murong Dinghan's tribe. In the battle at Niling, more than half of the young men in his tribe had been lost. Seeing one or two hundred more people fall, Murong Dinghan finally felt that he could no longer bear it.
He roared loudly, waved his stick towards Liu Jianwu, and rode away.
As soon as Murong Dinghan left and the rest of the army dispersed, Liu Jianwu sent out his troops to cover him up. Unexpectedly, the Tuyuhun people were skilled in bows and horses, and they rode and shot, injuring many Sui soldiers. In this battle, more than 600 people were beheaded, which was barely enough.
It was a victory, but the casualties were almost the same as those of Tuyuhun, and the general Zhang Dinghe was defeated, so it could only be regarded as a miserable victory.
Yang Guang was very happy. The death of Zhang Dinghe was nothing. As long as he defeated the Tuyuhun army, it would be considered a martial arts achievement. So Yang Guang waved his hand and the three armies continued to move forward until they reached Chewozhen Mountain and set up camp.
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In the Tuyuhun camp in Chewozhen Mountain, the tribal leaders of all ethnic groups gathered outside Murong Fuyun's tent and asked to see the king. However, the person who came out was the Immortal King Murong Kuaixing. He only said that the king was still ill and would not see any guests.
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Someone had already made a noise in public and said loudly: "Since the king is ill, we, as ministers, should visit him. Why don't you want to see us? Could it be that you did something to it?"
In fact, Murong Kuaixing was also very aggrieved. Murong Fuyun only said that he was going to do something that would greatly benefit the war situation, but did not tell him where he went. And Murong Kuaixing was already old and had long since
He no longer had the thoughts of fighting for supremacy and victory when he was young. He didn't want to fight today's battle, but Murong Dinghan tried his best to ask for a fight, so he sent his troops out. Unexpectedly, he came back defeated.
Seeing the quarreling among the people, Murong Kuaixing felt his head was as big as a fight. After a while, he said: "Everyone, please be quiet! Now that our army has suffered a new defeat, we can't hold on. We will wait until the king's health recovers before we make a decision!
What do you think?"
Hun Luo shouted: "The military situation is so fierce, how can we wait?"
"Then what do you say?" Murong Kuaixing's face darkened and he said coldly.
Immortal King Murong Kuaixing was not only the uncle of Murong Fuyun, he was also the leader of a large tribe with considerable strength. If he really wanted to get angry, it was not something Hun Luo could bear. Hun Luo knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he quickly changed his words:
"Since the king is still ill, it is up to the prince to have the final say!"
Murong Kuaixing had no intention of exerting power, but everyone's eyes were fixed on him, so he could only mutter: "If you really listen to me, then withdraw to Fuqi City first and then make further arguments."
Xi Feng Ye Lilan hurriedly said: "My lord, you must not do this!"
Murong Kuaixing said displeasedly: "It was you who said it just now. I have the final say. Why are you unwilling to listen to me? In this case, it is better to wait until the king recovers from his illness."
Xi Fengye Lilan waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Your Majesty has misunderstood, I didn't mean it this way. There are tens of thousands of Sui troops stationed on Mud Ridge, and we have no way out."
As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar outside the big tent. In fact, Murong Kuaixing also knew about this situation. Not only Murong Kuaixing knew about it, but also some higher-status tribal chiefs. However, many small tribe chiefs and ordinary soldiers did not know this extremely secret
Now that Seifeng Yelilan has revealed the matter, the morale of the army is in chaos.
Little did they know that there were only over a thousand Sui troops on the mud ridge at this time, and there were many seriously injured. If they wanted to leave, there would be no way to stop them.
Murong Kuaixing shook his sleeves and said: "We can't fight again and again, and we can't retreat again and again. What do you think?"
Everyone looked at each other, no one had any idea.
Murong Kuaixing shook his head and sighed. He suddenly remembered that Murong Fuyun was here to do something important that would benefit the war situation. He couldn't help but gain confidence again and said: "Everyone, please be patient. As long as the king recovers from his illness, we will find a solution."
Meng Wu Zha suddenly said loudly: "Your Majesty, we can't afford to wait!"