Hu Zhuoer turned his head, glanced at the respectful Liu Yuanyi, and laughed loudly.
Then, he turned his head, pointed with the gleaming scimitar in his hand at the scholar in green clothes on the mountain opposite, and whispered to the Turkic warrior beside him: "Barter, have you seen that scholar?"
Seeing Barter nodding, Hu Zhuoer squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "That man is the senior official of the Zhou Army. If we capture him, bring him back to the grassland, and dedicate him to the Great Khan, we will get a lot of women, a lot of women."
of horses! Haha!”
Battle nodded his lips, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and he kept nodding.
"Warriors, in order to present a gift to the Great Khan and for the glory of the grassland, kill!" Hu Zhuoer stood up, raised the scimitar in his hand, and roared at the Turkic warriors hiding under the cliff, roaring with murderous intent.
road.
"Ouch!" Many Turkic warriors, like a group of people who heard the howl of a wolf, pulled out their weapons, pointed at the sky, and howled loudly.
Looking at the group of fierce Turks who were like wolf cubs, raising their heads and roaring with murderous intent. The Han people hiding at the foot of the mountain were shocked. The dazzling cold light on the scimitar was like the ice and snow in the cold winter, making them feel all over.
Chills.
After shouting three times, Hu Zhuoer held a scimitar, pointed at the Zhou army camp on the opposite hillside, and said to the warrior beside him: "Battle, take a hundred people and attack the opponent's left flank."
"Yes! Centurion!" Battelle held a scimitar in his hand, pressed his chest with one hand, and nodded to accept the order.
"Ehuer, you lead a hundred men and attack the opponent's right wing!" Huzhuoer turned his head and gave an order to another Turkic warrior.
"Yes, Centurion!" The warrior named Ehur clasped his fists and lowered his head to accept the order.
"You two are like sharp scimitars, tearing apart the enemy's defense line and clearing the way for the army to attack the opponent's main camp! Do you understand?" Hu Zhuoer glanced at the two warriors in front of him and roared in a loud voice.
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"Yes, I'll understand later!" The two of them clasped their fists at the same time and responded loudly.
"Okay, go ahead, the Immortal God will bless you!" Hu Zhuoer waved his hand and asked the two of them to lead their troops and leave. But he turned around and yelled at the three hundred warriors behind him. He pointed with a single sword.
Looking at the main camp of the Zhou army on the opposite hillside, he shouted loudly: "Warriors, charge with me!"
"Ouch!"
The Turkic soldiers dressed in black and holding scimitars whistled and screamed in unison, followed Hu Zhuoer, and rushed out of the silver coin spot. Their feet were on the ground soaked with blood, like a group of marching soldiers.
Half of the wolf pack rushed towards Lu Heng's direction on the opposite hillside at an extremely fast speed.
Lu Heng was sitting on the bluestone under the tree, fiddling with a small crossbow in his hand, but his eyes were always fixed on the battle situation down the valley.
After seeing the group of black-clothed people who were running around like headless flies, they suddenly retreated one after another as if they had received some order. They hid under the cliff, out of reach of bows and arrows. They were studying crossbows.
Lu Heng, who was feeling the recoil of the machine, paused for a moment, turned around, and said to Wu Ningyuan beside him: "It seems that Liu Yuanyi still has capable people around him!"
Wu Ningyuan stroked his beard, looked down with narrowed eyes, nodded and said: "Response quickly, dispatch in time. I didn't expect that there are such people in this gang of thugs?"
However, after he finished speaking, he suddenly saw an unexpected change in the form below.
I saw that the men in black who were originally gathered together to avoid being shot by bows and arrows suddenly became two groups. They were charging towards the bank of the Yangtze River and the pass. All the way, they were actually heading towards themselves.
At the beginning, Wu Ningyuan was still a little ridiculed. The opponent's head was squeezed by the door. He actually ignored the geographical advantage and charged from the bottom up.
However, when he saw this group of five hundred men in black armed with scimitars, they were extremely brave and rushed through the first line of defense very quickly. In the blink of an eye, they were fighting with the soldiers on the second line of defense.
together.
Moreover, just one encounter revealed that the second line of defense, composed of hundreds of soldiers, looked exhausted.
"These people are not ordinary green forest bandits!" Wu Ningyuan's face turned a little cold, he stood up, pointed at the extremely brave warriors in front of him with their faces covered with black cloth, and said in a deep voice.
On the side, Lu Heng also stood up. He squinted his eyes and stared at the stalemate battle below. When he saw the sharp scimitars in the hands of the warriors whose faces were covered with black cloth, a word suddenly appeared in his mind
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He took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at Wu Ningyuan, whose face was ashen, and pointed at the warriors below whose faces were covered with black cloth: "Mr. Ningyuan, have you seen the weapon in the opponent's hand?"
Wu Ningyuan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Lu Heng, wondering what he meant by his words.
Lu Heng, however, squinted his eyes and looked ahead. He raised his hand and pointed at the warriors whose faces were covered with black cloth, and said to Wu Ningyuan: "Look at the weapons in their hands, do you feel a sense of déjà vu?"
Wu Ningyuan then turned his head and looked downwards with focused eyes.
I saw that the second line of defense below had collapsed. At this time, the Jiangning garrison on the second line had begun to retreat towards the mountainside. Behind them, warriors with black cloth covering their faces were chasing after them.
At this time, the archers on the third line of defense had already stood up.
Looking at the warriors whose faces were covered with black cloth, the scimitars held high in their hands were dazzling in the morning light. As the swords flashed, Wu Ningyuan suddenly remembered that he had seen these scimitars there before.
Moreover, I have seen Feidan before, and I am extremely familiar with him.
Decades ago, on the northern grasslands, he had used this extremely powerful and extremely good chopping weapon countless times.
At this time, Wu Ningyuan recognized this kind of knife at a glance when he saw it again.
Moreover, from the skilled swordsmanship of those warriors, and the emotionless eyes that were practiced to kill people. Wu Ningyuan took a deep breath, and couldn't help but think of the countless people more than ten years ago.
The enemy he had fought against for the first time.
"They are Turks!" Wu Ningyuan sighed with a somewhat decadent look. He raised his head and looked at those brave Turkic warriors, but felt chills in his heart.
He really did not expect that the current border defense of Dazhou would be so weak that five hundred Turkic warriors would penetrate thousands of miles into the territory of Dazhou without any hindrance, and even reach Jiangning.
What he didn't expect was that there would be someone like Liu Yuanyi in the Great Zhou Dynasty, who dared to betray his ancestors and the country. He would have liaison with foreign enemies and get into trouble with the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Moreover, he also knew that Liu Yuan
Who is the person behind Yi? Thinking of this, cold sweat soaked his back. Wu Ningyuan took a breath of cold air. Looking at the Turkic soldiers getting closer and closer in front of him, as well as the Zhou soldiers fleeing desperately, he suddenly felt
I am really helpless.
Wu Ningyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, leaning against the tree with a decadent look on his face, his expression dark.
Do these people really want to fight against the Great Zhou Dynasty and die? But why do they do this? Don’t they know the truth of the destruction of the country and the destruction of the family? After the Great Zhou Dynasty, can they save themselves?
As the ancients said, no eggs are left intact under the overturned nest!
Do these imperial officials, who are well-read in poetry and books, really not know these truths?
If they know, then where did these Turks come from?
Wu Ningyuan's mind was in chaos, and he muttered these words in a daze. He weakly leaned against the tree trunk and sat down.
Is this the end of the Zhou Dynasty? The heyday of the dynasty founded by Emperor Wu will end in this generation?
Wu Ningyuan's expression was obscure, as if he had seen the tragic scene of the country's decline and the displacement of all the people. Inadvertently, tears were streaming down his face.
At this time, a warm hand pressed on his shoulder. Wu Ningyuan raised his head in confusion and took a look. In front of him, he saw that the scholar who had always looked lazy and awkward now had the eyes in his eyes.
He looked at himself with a bright expression and a warm smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.
After Lu Heng heard Wu Ningyuan say that those people were Turks, he never heard what he said next. Curious, he turned his head and saw the usually tough and tough Zhou War God.
, but at this time, he seemed to have suddenly aged more than ten years, sitting there with a dejected expression, a blank look on his face, and sighing endlessly.
Seeing Wu Ningyuan suddenly become like this, Lu Heng was shocked and could not help but frown.
However, when he saw the three-pronged offensive of Turkic soldiers on the opposite side, he seemed to understand something in his heart.
The old man spent his whole life serving the country and the people. Although he finally shed his armor and returned to his fields, in fact, his heart was also for the stability of the country and the peaceful living of the people of Li.
At this time, he suddenly saw foreign enemies appearing in Jiangning, the safest place, as if falling from the sky, and he would definitely feel disappointed, even sad.
He felt that all the hard work he had worked for his whole life collapsed in an instant.
After thinking of this, Lu Heng shook his head helplessly.
Since ancient times, internal and external troubles have often appeared together. The two are like a bunch of close twin brothers, inseparable. When a country is in ruins, it is often these two brothers who work together.
If we say that internal troubles can be absolutely eliminated, it is almost impossible. Even in later generations, there will still be huge crises in that seemingly stable country.
This seems to be an unexplainable problem in the entire human society and human political history.
However, as the saying goes, when soldiers come, they will be stopped, and when water comes, the soil will cover up. Every mature politician in history, when faced with internal and external troubles, has relied on great political skills, an iron-blooded attitude, and a broad mind.
With great courage and great means, we can turn these internal and external troubles into invisible ones.
In history, every powerful dynasty has many talented people with great courage. This was true for the powerful Han Dynasty, the Great Tang Dynasty, and the same true for the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Lu Heng looked at the battle ahead, his expression still calm.
He knew that words alone could not cheer up Wu Ningyuan, whose faith had collapsed.
Under the current circumstances, what can make this once powerful God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty regain his courage and cheer up is to win this battle that has turned into a foreign war.
And, oh, even more beautiful!
Lu Heng turned around, bent down, patted Wu Ningyuan on the shoulder, smiled and said to him: "The good show is still to come!"
He pressed the opponent's shoulder hard, and seeing a trace of sparkle returning to his eyes, Lu Heng smiled at him. He turned his head and said to the frightened ordering soldier beside him: "Send my general's order: Order Zhan Xiong's troops,
Immediately move closer to the Chinese army's camp and order Wang's Fifth Division..."
After a series of commands were issued, Lu Heng fiddled with the crossbow arrows in his hand, as if he was playing with a pen and turning the crossbow arrows when he was in school. He looked at the Turks below and smiled softly: "Ha, sound eastward.
East?"
He raised his head and looked at the Turkic warriors who were constantly charging towards us. He smacked his lips and said to himself: "What a stupid idea!"
The cold wind blew by, and withered grass flew everywhere.
Among the rolling grass branches and dead leaves, the scholar's long gown moved with the whistling wind. His expression was still a slight smile. The way he moved his hands and feet, the wind was gentle and the clouds were calm, and he lifted his weight as if it was light.
However, those bright eyes were filled with murderous intent.