The war has reached a fever pitch. Hundreds of thousands of troops are fighting bloody battles on a grassland more than 20 miles wide. Groups of cavalry are fighting one by one, stabbing with swords and spears, and the horses are neighing.
A war horse was overturned, a face covered with blood stained his face grinned ferociously, and he thrust a sharp spear into the chest of the fallen man. The spear pierced the chest, and the man who fell to the ground let out a long and pitiful cry.
The blood-stained face looked up and laughed wildly. The laughter suddenly stopped. A cold arrow pierced his throat. A war horse then galloped past him. A sharp sword chopped off his neck, and his head flew up.
, blood burst out from the neck cavity.
A few feet away, two cavalrymen were entangled and rolled off their horses. The young Sui soldier strangled the Turkic man's neck, put his knee on his chest, pulled out an arrow, and screamed like crazy, one arrow after another.
The arrow penetrated deeply into the face of the Turkic man. The Turkic soldier screamed and struggled to death. He pulled out the short knife from his leather boot and stabbed it into the chest of the Sui soldier...
The most brutal battle was the 4,000 pikemen led by Yang Wei. They were responsible for defending the flag and were violently attacked by the 12,000 Turkic Guards cavalry. In any battle, seizing the opponent's flag is an attack on the enemy.
The most direct and effective way to improve morale.
Especially for the grassland nomads, capturing the enemy's king's flag is a supreme honor. Therefore, from the beginning of the war, the Sui army's three-foot-tall Phnom Penh Red Eagle flag became the focus of the Turkic cavalry's attack.
Facing a mad attack by a group of Turkic cavalry, the spearmen formed a square formation and fought tooth and nail to defend the flag. After more than two hours of fierce fighting, more than half of the Sui army was killed or wounded, and more than 4,000 of the 10,000 Turkic cavalry were killed or wounded.
The corpses of war horses and men piled up into a mountain, and the gurgling blood formed small streams, which soon froze into ice. There were patches of bright red ice everywhere on the grassland. But the flag of the Sui army still stood upright.
The hunting flowers fluttered in the cold wind, boosting the morale of all the Sui troops on the battlefield.
The banner was surrounded by corpses of dead Sui soldiers. Yang Wei's camel had been shot to death, and he was hit by three arrows, but he didn't take it to heart at all. He stood under the commander's flag, his eyes red.
His whole body was covered in blood. He clenched the handle of the hammer tightly in his hand, and the sledgehammer was covered with brains, blood and flesh.
Although his voice was hoarse, he still yelled loudly: "Keep the formation, don't scatter!"
Yang Wei knew very well that the key to the ability of pikemen to confront cavalry was the dense formation of pikes. If the formation of pikes was dispersed, they would be massacred by the cavalry. Not only Yang Wei knew this. Every general and captain,
Brigade commander, they all knew that no matter how fiercely the Turkic cavalry attacked, the pikemen were scattered again and again and rallied again and again.
"General Yang!"
A captain pointed to the northwest corner and shouted, "Colonel Qin and the others have been scattered."
Yang Yuanqing also saw it. Hundreds of spearmen in the northwest corner were cut open and their formation was in chaos. A Turkic commander was leading more than a thousand cavalry to attack the circle. This Turkic commander was extremely ferocious and stabbed him repeatedly.
There were seven or eight Sui soldiers, only a few feet away from the commander's flag.
Yang Wei's blood rushed to the top of his head. He roared, picked up the sledgehammer and rushed towards the commander. At this moment, a cold arrow came quickly, 'Poof!' and hit the outside of Yang Wei's left leg.
Yang Wei was shaken all over and his left leg gave way. He suddenly fell to his knees and used a sledgehammer to support his huge body.
The Turkic captain laughed ferociously, and his horse galloped forward. He turned sideways and swung his spear to stab Yang Wei in the chest. Yang Wei suddenly roared at the top of his lungs, stood up, and struck the tip of the spear with his right hammer. There was a 'dang' sound.
The tip of the spear was blown away, and the left hammer hit the Turkic commander's face like a strong wind. The commander could not dodge, and only heard a loud bang, the head was smashed into pieces, and the body fell from the horse.
The death of the enemy general inspired Yang Wei's potential. He laughed wildly and rushed towards the enemy group with a sledgehammer. The sledgehammer flew and knocked the Turkic soldiers off their feet. The Sui soldiers attacked from both sides and stabbed hundreds of Turks to death.
Soldiers, seal the gap that was opened again... Yang Yuanqing commanded the 50,000-strong
Army, facing the main force of 120,000 Turkic troops, including 100,000 elite Turkic Guards. The Turks are not ignorant of the art of war. They admire the prairie wolf and use the wolf as their totem. From the wolf, they also learned about the wolf pack
Tactics, cutting, encirclement, finding the enemy's weak points and then concentrating superior forces to siege.
But the Sui army was also well-trained. They cooperated with each other tacitly and improved their combat efficiency. Although they were divided into several pieces by the Turkic army, each piece became a duplicitous fighting body. They cooperated with each other and instead surrounded the Turkic cavalry that divided them.
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Although the strength of the Sui army was far inferior to that of the Turkic army, their tacit cooperation and flexible tactics enabled them to not fall behind at all, and they tenaciously withstood the crazy attacks of the Turkic army one after another.
In particular, the Six Thousand Modao Army was invincible on the battlefield. They were like a copper wall and an iron wall. The Modao Army was flying, and wherever they passed, corpses were strewn across the field and blood flowed into rivers. Although the Modao Army also suffered losses of more than 2,000 people, but in the
More than 23,000 Turkic cavalry had been killed under their swords, making Modao's army the focus of the entire battlefield.
However, the sharpness of the Modao Army also prompted the Turks to change their tactics. They no longer fought against the Modao Army, but used an encirclement method. The Turks used a unique rope noose as a weapon to lasso the inflexible people from a distance.
Although the heavily armored soldiers could cut ropes with Mo Dao, they still caused great trouble to the Mo Dao soldiers and effectively prevented the Mo Dao army from expanding the battlefield.
But for the Modao army, their biggest enemy is not the Turks' noose, but their own physical strength. After two hours of fighting, the Modao soldiers wearing heavy armor are exhausted and can only exert their best efforts.
The lethality is also getting lower and lower.
As time goes by, the casualties on both sides continue to increase, but at this time, no one can withdraw from the battlefield. Whoever withdraws from the battlefield first means a disastrous defeat. After more than two hours of fierce fighting, the war has become a matter of will and battle.
The battle of physical strength and the subtle impact caused by the Sui army's scouts' attack on the enemy camp last night were revealed at this critical moment.
The physical strength of the Turkic army dropped sharply, and the consequence of reduced physical strength was an increase in casualties. On the contrary, the Sui army became more and more courageous as they fought. With 50,000 people fighting against 120,000 people, not only did they not lose, but they slowly took control of the battlefield.
of initiative.
Yang Yuanqing led the 10,000 Tiger Guards against the 30,000 Guards led by Jieli Khan. This became the core of the entire battle. The Turkic army had discovered the location of Sui army commander Yang Yuanqing. Jieli Khan personally commanded his most elite troops.
Thirty thousand flag guard troops besieged Yang Yuanqing's army.
The 10,000 Tiger Ben Army led by Yang Yuanqing was also the most elite of the Sui Army. They were veterans of Fengzhou who had followed him for many years and had participated in countless battles. Regardless of combat experience, cavalry skills, or horse armor, they were among the most elite in the Sui Army.
Second to none.
But the cruelty of war is that no one will always be lucky in the war. The Sui army has a team of fifty people, while the Turkic army has a team of a hundred people, surrounding the Sui army. Both sides know very well that as long as they defeat the other side,
, then who can win the final war, so their fierce battle is equally fierce.
From the fierce fighting in the morning to the afternoon, the Huben army had killed and injured more than 4,000 people, and the 30,000 Turkic Guards also lost more than 10,000 people. The two sides were still in a stalemate. Yang Yuanqing was in the middle of the team. He led the army to charge and died under him.
There were countless enemy troops. At this time, he was covered in blood, his voice was hoarse, his horse was frothing, and his men and horses were exhausted.
Around him, more than 200 of the 500 personal guards were killed. The remaining personal guards guarded him in the middle, and he was not allowed to lead troops to attack again. At this time, a cold arrow may cause irreparable serious consequences.
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Yang Yuanqing had handed over Changshan to his own soldiers. He was commanding the battle of the Tiger Guards with a sword in his hand. He kept mobilizing troops to support weak and critical areas. At this time, a soldier rushed over and shouted: "Your Highness, General Pei is seriously injured."
, I can’t support it anymore.”
Yang Yuanqing was shocked. Xie Yingdeng had already been injured and left the battle. If Pei Xingyan could no longer hold on, the right wing would be in danger. He quickly took out the command arrow and handed it to his own soldiers, "You go and send the order, and Cheng Yaojin will take over as the commander of the right wing. Let him
You must hold on until reinforcements arrive."
"Follow the order!"
The soldiers rushed away after receiving the order, and Yang Yuanqing was extremely worried. Although he was mentally prepared in advance that this would be a tough battle with no tricks, he still did not expect that the war would be so tragic.
It is related to the will of the people in power, which is enough to explain Jieli Khan's determination to defeat the Sui army.
What worries Yang Yuanqing is that the delay is too long, which will ultimately be detrimental to the Sui army. Although the casualties are now one to two, and the Turkic army's casualties are twice that of the Sui army, which is in line with pre-war expectations, the Sui army has a small number of troops after all.
In the end, the Turks will still have an army of more than 100,000, and they will still have combat effectiveness, but the Sui army will not be able to support it because it has too few troops.
He stared toward the northeast. Both sides were exhausted. At this time, Li Jing's army should appear. At this moment, the soldiers around him suddenly stirred slightly, and one soldier shouted: "It's snowing!"
Yang Yuanqing raised his head and looked at the sky, and saw that the sky was really filled with fine snowflakes, which were blowing down with the north wind. He never expected that the blizzard he had been waiting for would appear at this time, but
I wonder what the Turkic Khan would think?
Yang Yuanqing looked north again, knowing that Jieli Khan was not far away from him.
About three miles away from Yang Yuanqing, in the main formation of the Turkic Guards, Jieli Khan was holding a bloody sword in his hand. Next to him lay a captain of ten thousand men with his head missing. Jieli Khan was furious and said to
A group of generals around them shouted loudly, "Regardless of whether it's snowing or not, defeat the Sui army for me. Whoever dares to mention snowing will be his fate!"
He pointed his sword at another captain of ten thousand men and ordered in a hoarse voice: "At any cost, defeat Yang Yuanqing's army and kill Yang Yuanqing for me... To be continued. You are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, yours