Bashan, the infantry commander of the Blood Killing Legion, had just chopped off the head of an Iron Eagle soldier, and a Rouran soldier's sword had already struck him. If it were normal times, Bashan could easily block the opponent's sword, and then
He killed it with a casual knife. However, now that he was exhausted, he had no time to dodge, so he could only barely tilt his head. As a result, his right ear fell off in response to the knife, and the big knife hit his shoulder blade, and it was actually stuck.
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Bashan gritted his teeth and reluctantly handed the Liuhe sword from his right hand to his left hand, mustering up his last strength to cut it in two. However, just at this moment of hesitation, several Rouran soldiers had already rushed forward. The spear in his hand was still there.
Dripping with blood, he stabbed Bashan mercilessly.
The fastest spear was about to pierce Bashan's chest. Bashan had no time to dodge and could only watch the other party's ferocious face expanding in front of him. However, the other party's ferocious smile suddenly froze, and a long-handled spear froze.
The knife passed through him and split him into two halves. However, Zhu Shitan saw that he was in a bad situation and rushed over. He grabbed Bashan and carried him on his shoulders. Zhu Shitan mustered up the last strength to move back.
He retreated, but still couldn't avoid the knife of another Rouran soldier. Fortunately, the quality of his armor was good, and he was lucky enough to save a small life.
"Bashan, hold on, the lord will definitely send troops to rescue us!" Zhu Shitan shouted loudly.
Bashan forced a smile: "Master knows, lord, lord, how could he watch us old brothers die in battle? Mistress and Lao Zhan have not avenged their revenge, how could we die? How could lord be willing to let us die?"
Zhu Xigao laughed and said, "Yes, my lord is definitely reluctant to let go of us old brothers." Like Bashan, he both came from the Qingyun Garrison Qianqi, and they were both in the Blood Killing Corps, so their friendship was naturally extraordinary.
The coalition forces seem endless. The 120,000 Hetao army at the beginning now has only a little more than 20,000 left, and most of them are seriously injured. If it weren't for the crazy slaves who were stimulated to use their bodies and blood to temporarily block the coalition forces
With the attack, the Hetao front line may have collapsed first.
The entire battlefield has gone crazy. Whether it is the defending Hetao or the attacking Rouran Iron Eagle Alliance, it seems that all the violent atmosphere in the world has been concentrated on this low wall. At this time, the wall has been covered with corpses.
After filling up, countless coalition soldiers easily jumped over the wall full of dead bodies and rushed up with weapons in their hands. However, as soon as they climbed over the wall, they were tightly hugged by the feet of the seriously injured Hetao soldiers on the ground, and then
Their heads were chopped off by others, or they were jumped on by Hetao soldiers who were desperate for their lives, and they died together.
The sad and solemn song slowly started to sound, and all the Hetao soldiers used their last lives and blood to shout loudly: "If you don't see me, the Han Dynasty will end, and the weak-headed prisoners will please take long tassels; if you don't see me, the ban will be far away, and the Jueyu Qingqi will urge you."
Zhan Yun! A man should be in a dangerous career, how can he let a scholar's crown miss his life? The situation is that the country is in danger, and the feathers are competing with each other without stopping! Abandon my pen of the past, and keep my diary of the war, calling for more than one hundred thousand comrades, singing loudly
The war song of Qi joins the army. Qi joins the army, cleans up the barbarian dust, and vows to sweep away the barbarians without caring about one's own life! I can't bear to let go of my homesickness, and generously express my heart to serve the country. I go to the battlefield with a proud smile, the big flag is fluttering, and the sun is dim. The air is too white to fill the moon.
, try to pull back the long arrow and shoot the wolf..."
In the song, the heavy broadswords and cold spears were waved by the Hetao soldiers for the last time, wielding their last sword as soldiers of the Chinese dynasty, and then their souls died on this foreign land.
Li Xiaomo, who was covered in blood, suddenly trembled. It was not that he had never heard of this song. During the Battle of Hukou, the soldiers in the Hetao sang this song and fought desperately, but now he really listened to this song seriously.
The lyrics were full of tragedy and tragedy. The Five Elements Sword in his hand suddenly burst out with light comparable to the sun and the moon. Before more than a dozen coalition soldiers could recover, their heads were missing.
"Kill! Kill!" Nanjingchi, who was commanding the Rouran army to attack crazily, was shocked, and even his expression was a bit stiff. He smiled bitterly and said to Xi'er Jiangliu beside him: "Elder, I used to
The general didn't pay attention to the Loop at all, thinking that they were nothing more than that, but now, I suddenly feel that we are very lucky, because these people are real soldiers." But he added in his heart, he is also a complete lunatic.
Sir Jiangliu said consolingly: "General, these are no longer important. Victory will only belong to us, Rouran."
At this moment, an earth-shattering cry of killing suddenly came from behind the Iron Eagle army. Countless horse hooves struck the ground at the same time. Even the stream of the Syr River felt the slightest vibration. The Rouran generals who were watching the battle were shocked.
Their minds were completely absorbed by the battle in front of them, and they did not notice anything strange at the rear. Especially Iron Eagle. The chaos was getting bigger and bigger, and the defense line of Iron Eagle soldiers actually began to collapse.
"Hetao is honored here, the world is so big, who dares to fight with me?"
"Uncle Dugu is here in Hetao. In this vast world, who dares to fight with me?"
Two loud shouts sounded in no particular order. At the end of the loud shout, the Iron Eagle army finally collapsed. Under the Hetao Iron Blood Mountain and River Flag fluttering in the wind, countless Hetao infantrymen in white clothes and armor quickly broke through the Iron Eagle's formation, which was more than ten feet long.
Every time the stabbing dragon spear is thrust out, there must be two or three Iron Eagle soldiers skewered on it like skewers. Every time the cold blade flashes by, there must be an Iron Eagle soldier whose head is missing.
"Bastard! Where did these Hetao soldiers come out from? Are all the people in Tieying and Qiuming dead?" Syrjiang Liu shouted angrily.
Nanjingchi's eyes were red from being killed, but after being charged by the Hetao soldiers, he immediately came to his senses, quickly grabbed hold of the thundering Syr River, and said loudly: "Elder, the situation is not good, we must retreat immediately.
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"Retreat?" A fierce light flashed in Syr Jiangliu's eyes, but his expression immediately calmed down. The two legions of the Falcons and White Tigers in the Hetao divided into two groups. The White Tiger legions entered from behind the Iron Eagle and went straight to the core of the rocky wasteland.
The Falcon Legion made a circle and was actually preparing to surround the entire Rouran army.
From yesterday to now, Tie Ying Qiu Ming's nearly 500,000 troops have killed at least 250,000 people, and the remaining more than 200,000 soldiers are also exhausted and scarred. If it were a field battle on the prairie, then
Paying at most half the price, they could completely wipe out the 120,000 troops of the Blood Killing and Flying Bear legions. But in the rocky wasteland, they were completely relying on short attacks to achieve long results, and naturally suffered heavy losses. And the Hetao army is now in full swing.
Ruhong, besides, two or two main armies have already broken through the heavy defense lines of the coalition forces, so who knows if there will be another army behind?
Syrjiangliu made a decisive decision: "All the soldiers immediately mount their horses and break out to the west! Those in front are already entangled with the Hetao, so we can't take care of so many."
Rouran's nearly 300,000-strong army now has less than 150,000 left, and for the convenience of the attack, most of them have temporarily dismounted their horses and temporarily acted as infantry. Now beside Sir Jiangliu, Nanjingchi and others,
There are only 60,000 to 70,000 people.
But they don't care so much now. If they don't leave now, they won't be able to escape after the Hetao cavalry completes the encirclement.
However, the Syr River still misjudged the speed and strength of the Hetao cavalry. The vanguard of the Falcon Legion easily entangled the Rouran cavalry who were eager to escape, while the army followed a strange arc and easily captured the Rouran cavalry.
The army's retreat route was cut off, and then it moved towards Syrjangliu and others in a thick formation.
"Soldiers, kill! Leave no grass behind!" One of the generals shouted loudly, and the pear blossom gun in his hand spit out spear flowers as dense as raindrops, instantly killing the six or seven Rouran cavalry who were rushing in front. Behind them were
The falcon cavalrymen replaced their spears one after another, pulled out the machetes hanging on the horses' belly, raised their hips slightly, pointed their swords at the sky with both hands, and prepared to engage in close combat with the Rouran soldiers.
Wanggasong's face turned pale. He had spent most of his life on horseback. As soon as he saw such a situation, he had already realized that something was wrong. If it were normal times, with the 70,000 to 80,000 cavalrymen under his command,
The Rouran soldiers can at least protect themselves. As long as there is a delay, the Rouran soldiers who are acting as infantry in front can remount their horses and reverse the situation of the battle.
However, after fighting continuously for a day and night, even the abundant Rouran army was exhausted. Now that reinforcements from the other side have arrived, the morale of the Rouran soldiers has begun to waver. Moreover, there are 70,000 to 80,000 people in front of them.
, the organization is extremely chaotic, the generals are weak in command, and they are unable to block the impact of the opponent's cavalry. Wherever he can see, countless Rouran cavalry are being chopped off their horses by the opponent one by one, and then trampled by thousands of hooves, forming this vast
part of the grassland.
Compared to Rouran, the situation in Tie Ying was even worse. In order to completely wipe out the remaining soldiers of the Blood Killing Legion and the Flying Bear Legion, Hengshi Hassan threw all the remaining soldiers into the attack except for the 20,000 cavalry. Dugu
The attack power of the White Tiger Legion was so powerful that before Tie Ying could recover, he was already defeated by the opponent, leaving behind his helmet and armor. When Dugu saw this, he ordered Zhou Jilong and Long Zhishan to lead 20,000 infantry each.
He inserted himself between Tie Ying and Rou Ran and separated the two armies. Along the way, he continued to kill Hengshi Hassan, who was already in chaos and his combat effectiveness had dropped sharply. He personally led the army to attack the rocky wasteland with corpses all over the ground.
Confused Union infantrymen.
The arrival of the Hetao reinforcements immediately greatly stimulated the Hetao soldiers inside the wall. Zhu Shitan almost danced and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, the lord has not forgotten us, our reinforcements have arrived!" Due to being so excited, his shoulder blades were already already there.
The solidified wound was immediately torn open, and he was so painful that even his facial expression was a bit ferocious. Bashan, Yi Dajing and other generals also forced a smile, panting heavily, and looked at the current man with a smile on his face.
battlefield.
Li Xiaomo laughed crazily, waved the Five Elements Sword, and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, it's our turn to fight back!"
The Rouran Iron Eagle coalition forces near the wall were already dumbfounded. They stared blankly at the battlefield behind them, never expecting that the battle situation would reverse so quickly. When the Hetao army, which had been preparing to fight to the death, saw this, they were shocked.
He burst out with the last of his strength, laughed wildly and rushed forward with his weapon, slashing wildly among the stunned coalition soldiers.
Rouran deserves to be the invincible overlord across the northwest prairie. Even at this time, their soldiers are quite tough in combat, but the toughness of Hetao is still higher than them. Although there are people like Syr River and Nanjingchi,
Led by famous generals, they still could not stop Feng Jing's troops.
Nanjingchi roared angrily: "Elder, Chuerdutun, you go first!" After saying that, he clamped his legs together, the war horse neighed, and its speed suddenly increased a bit. Under his leadership, his 10,000 men
The direct line cavalry went crazy towards the murderous Hetao cavalry.
During the day and night of attacks, Nanjingchi's direct lineage also suffered heavy losses, with only 6,000 cavalry left out of 10,000. However, these 6,000 cavalry are the standing army of Rouran, drawn from among the millions of people of Rouran.
The combat effectiveness of the selected elites is extraordinary, at least not comparable to that of the cavalry formed when all members are mobilized.
Xi'er Jiangliu, Wanggasong and others were shocked. Seeing Nanjingchi risking their lives to meet the main force of the Hetao, several people closed their eyes in pain. They naturally knew that Nanjingchi was preparing to use his own life to open the door for the army.
a channel.
After all, Syrjangliu is a famous general who has fought decisively and decisively. He calmed down his mind and said loudly: "Soldiers, go quickly, don't let General Nanjingchi and his soldiers die in vain!"
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Feng Jing's face was as dark as water, and the pear blossom gun in his hand turned into a shadow of a gun. Every gun flower flashed by, must be the end of a Rouran soldier's life. No one knew how angry he was, but the soldiers around him
But it is very clear how crazy their commander is now.
Among the Hetao army, Fengjing is the one with the most Confucian general style. Even on the battlefield, he talks and laughs and fights with grace. However, now, Fengjing's eyes are red, his face is ashen, and the purple and gold armor on his body is already stained
The blood of Rouran soldiers, facing the Rouran cavalry charging towards him, Feng Jing shouted loudly: "Kill!" He took the initiative to meet them with a pear blossom gun.
"Nanjingchi is here!" Nanjingchi roared, and his spear danced like a wheel, hoping to attract more Hetao cavalry to facilitate the escape of Sir Jiangliu and others.
Seeing this, Henghui slapped the war horse's butt with his spear and was about to go up to him. But suddenly he heard Feng Jing behind him shouting: "Get out of the way and let me come!"
Henghui looked back and saw that Fengjing had already rushed over like lightning with his spear pointed out. Looking at Fengjing's eyes that exuded bloodthirsty light and his expressionless face, Henghui couldn't help but shudder.
He had never seen such respect before.
Nanjingchi had just overturned a Hetao cavalry when he suddenly felt a powerful murderous aura coming toward him. As soon as he turned sideways, he saw Fengjing's purple-gold armor glowing with blood.
The spear shot through the air like lightning. Nan Jingchi had no time to dodge. The pear-shaped spear, as thick as a child's arm, had already pierced his breastplate, giving him a shock.
"Nan Jingchi, let me lend you your head!" The moment the two war horses passed each other, Nan Jingchi seemed to hear a whisper from the other side, and then a chill went down his neck, and he didn't know anything else.
Nanjingchi's death in battle bought some time for Xi'er Jiangliu and others. However, Fengjing was not prepared to let go of the Rouran cavalry at all, so Henghui led 30,000 cavalry to continue killing Rouran who had lost their fighting spirit on the battlefield.
However, the Iron Eagle Alliance, personally leading 70,000 soldiers, non-stop pursued and killed the Rouran cavalry who were fleeing in embarrassment.
Although the Rouran cavalry are a people on horseback, Fengjing's Falcon cavalry are also not inferior. Among the cavalry regiments in Hetao, those who have the most contact with the nomads on the prairie are undoubtedly Fengjing and Wu.
Xiaolangjun. With equal strength, no one has ever been able to block the front of the Hetao cavalry. The Syr Darya River was bitten by the tail by the Hetao, and it was indescribable embarrassment along the way.
"Sir Jiangliu, you go first, I'll hold him off for a while!" Wanggasong shouted suddenly. Without any explanation, he led his own cavalry and separated from the Rouran brigade. The Rouran cavalry's horse control skills are really good.
It has reached the point of proficiency. The cavalry running at high speed flashed out of the team and almost reversed direction on the spot. The formation actually did not cause much chaos. Such skills, even Feng Jing, cannot guarantee it.
He is able to direct so skillfully.
A touch of bitterness appeared on the faces of Syrjiangliu and Chuerdutun at the same time. In the more than 20 years since the Qincha Khan raised his army, they had never suffered such humiliation. Three hundred thousand soldiers were killed by the other side, leaving behind their armor.
, to have the general continue to die and cut off his tail in order to escape from the opponent's palm, this is simply the greatest shame in his life. But now it is useless to say anything, since the respectful cavalry has caught up,
Then Nanjingchi must have died in the battle. And Wangjiasong, the oldest and most senior among the five elders of Rouran, may not be able to escape today.
As one of the elders, Wanggasong had 20,000 direct generals. However, after a day and night of fighting and the escape just now, the number of cavalry he could muster was definitely not more than 7,000.
Seven thousand versus seventy thousand, or seven thousand exhausted and demoralized cavalry versus seventy thousand Hetao elites with high morale and murderous intent? You don’t need to think about the outcome. However, these seven thousand cavalry have not disgraced Rouran’s reputation as an elite who has fought in hundreds of battles.
, although they were mercilessly crushed by the Hetao army, they still blocked the Hetao cavalry for a while, buying some time for the fleeing Syrjiangliu and others.
Wanggasong had already prepared for death, and he never thought about the possibility of luck. Besides, three hundred thousand troops went out to fight, and now only less than fifty thousand cavalry were left to flee in panic. It was such a disastrous defeat and such a shame.
, he really had no shame in going back to face the Kipchak Khan and his own people.
Pulling out the dagger he had carried with him for decades, Wangjiasong gave a wry smile. There is a saying in China that a general dies in a hundred battles and a strong man returns in ten years. I originally thought that I would be able to relax after a lifetime of fighting on the battlefield, but I did not expect that I would not be able to escape in the end.
One day, just as the dagger was about to cut across his neck, a pear blossom spear suddenly pierced his arm. He raised his head in surprise, but happened to see Feng Jing's eyes that were eager to devour others.