Chapter 13: Brothers Rush Again
Yun Xiao's front was a mess, with broken corpses everywhere, and war horses that had fallen to the ground and struggled to get up. The horse had a large hole in its belly, and bloody intestines slipped out of it.
Every time it tried to stand up, it made its intestines flow out more. But the horse stubbornly tried to get up until it lost its strength. The big belly was panting heavily, and the white breath from his mouth proved that he was still alive.
More than 3,000 of the 5,000 people were killed on the spot, and the rest ran away like rats under a firewood stack. It was as if these 5,000 people were rushing up to their deaths, and looking at the corpses everywhere, there was no joy of victory at all. It's too easy, and such a guy doesn't deserve to be called an opponent at all. Yun Xiao smiled a little self-deprecatingly, pitiful that he was brought down by their numbers, and actually used a killing weapon like a grenade.
"Master Hou, I've checked it. They were all Qiang people, and they were so poor that they didn't even capture a decent horse. ”
Canghu spat at the corpse on the ground.
"Forget it, it's all dead. Are these bitches having broken brains, and they dare to fight with us at this point? ”
The goshawk followed behind Yun Xiao, also surveying the battlefield.
Suddenly, the sound of two kicks sounded in the sky, and they exploded one after another, sounding very urgent.
"It's not good, I was fooled and left the mountain. Master Hou, the baggage camp was attacked. ”
Dai Yu looked at the direction of the second kick explosion, and immediately climbed on the horse's back.
Yun Xiao secretly hated, and he still felt that this win was too easy. It turned out that the tiger was diverted from the mountain, and these people came to entangle themselves. It's just that they didn't expect it. Five thousand against seventeen hundred would have lost so quickly and so badly. If you dare to come and attack, you will have no return.
"Dai Yu, you take five hundred people around the back of that hillside. Prepare more bows and crossbows to intercept and kill the routed soldiers, and the rest of the people will come with me to meet these overly clever Qiangs. ”
"No"
Dai Yu answered the promise and ran to a small mountain bag with five hundred people. The Qiang people came from the south, and now there are no traces of people on the south side, and the attackers can only come from the north. That small dirt bag was a good way for the attackers to retreat.
The bear gasped, and the white air made the goggles a little blurry. I wiped the back of my glove, but I didn't expect it to be covered with blood. This is already his fifth round, and his arm holding the mace is already a little sore. The blood on his body turned into red ice. As long as you move, it will fall with a bang.
He was shot in the chest. Fortunately, it didn't tie too deeply. It hurt but wasn't fatal, and the bear pulled out the arrows stuck in the scale armor. This is a rare iron-headed arrow of the Huns, and the shaft of the arrow is very strong, and it is used by the condor at first glance. It seems that his bravery has attracted the attention of the opposing condor shooter.
One broke the arrow, and the bear looked left and right. There were less than fifty people around. Almost all of them were wounded. On the snow where the two sides have fought. A corpse was left behind. However, there were obviously more Huns wearing leather robes and corpses than Yun Jiayong wearing black armor. Even if it's a 10 to 1 numerical disadvantage. Yun Jiayong also has the ability to tear off a piece of the other party's flesh.
The villagers were tearing their robes and tying their sabers tightly to their hands. The five charges also took a great toll on their bodies, and many were afraid that they would not be able to hold their swords. The cavalry guns have long been thrown. The saber is now their only fighting blade.
"Brothers, are you afraid to die here?" The bear roared in a hoarse voice.
"Don't be afraid of ......" The voice was unusually neat and firm. The roar of the Han family resounded in the sky, they had already proved their bravery with their sabers, and now they wanted to prove the iron blood of the Han people with their lives.
"A good man, he will be a brother in the next life. Brethren, rush forward. When the opportunity to make a name for yourself came, rush up and hack them to death. ”
The Hun horse under the crotch stepped on small steps and slowly ran forward. The same was true of the Huns on the other side, after five rounds of charge. When people are tired, so are horses.
Gradually, the small steps picked up and turned into jogging. Then there is acceleration, acceleration, and acceleration again.
The sound of rumbling horses' hooves sounded again, and dozens of Han Jiazi rushed towards the Hun cavalry ten times their size.
Knowing that I am going to die, I am willing to go.
For thousands of years, the Han family has relied on such courage to stand up from danger again and again. Defeating powerful opponents again and again, ancient Babylon is gone, ancient India is gone, ancient Egypt is gone. Only ancient China has not changed, and our national main body has not changed for thousands of years. I have the blood of the Han and the bravery of my ancestors flowing in my veins.
Take up the sword worthy of our ancestors, and fight the warriors of my great man. Even if the Huns' sword pierced my body, it couldn't pierce the military soul of the Han Dynasty.
The bear wielded its mace and knocked down several Hun knights in a row. A Hun captain of a hundred horsemen held up a spear and pierced the back of the bear's heart. Just as the tip of the spear could reach the back of the bear's heart, a villager leaped high from his horse. His saber was stuck in the body of the Huns, and he was defenseless at this time. But he still has to use his body to protect the commander.
The Hun Hundred Cavalry Commander was thrown to the ground, and he didn't wait for him to come to his senses. I saw a Han family with a distorted face, biting his throat with white teeth.
There was a sharp pain in his throat, as if there was still gurgling blood that had been sucked away. The Huns puffed their feet with their teeth and claws, trying to tear this terrible man off of him. In a panic, he suddenly touched the dagger in the leaves of his boots, and hurriedly pulled out the dagger and stabbed the person on his body.
The sturdy scale armor withstood several dagger attacks, but one of them passed through the gaps in the armor leaves. Deeply pierced into Xiang Yong's stomach.
The sharp dagger thrust in Xiang Yong's stomach, and Xiang Yong's nose chirped. However, the bite on the mouth did not weaken at all, and the speed of thrusting slowly slowed down. Several Hun soldiers jumped off their horses and dragged the corpse of this villager brave. But his hand had already been caught in the flesh of the enemy, and he could not pull it away. The Huns reluctantly cut off his arm. Only then did he rescue his own cavalry commander, but unfortunately he had died of exhaustion.
Such scenes are staged one after another, and the Han family guards his military soul with his hands and teeth with his saber. The bear was so tired that he was panting like a cow, and his hand holding the mace was shaking.
There were only three people left with him, and one of them was missing half an arm. Blood was running down the severed arm. Through the shattered nails, even white bone stubble could be seen.
The bear shook his numb arm and looked at the military formation of Yulin. The Huns had already attacked lightly, and now the Yulin guards were making the last resistance with the help of four-wheeled carriages.
The roar of a bull came from behind him, and the bear knew that another Hun was unlucky. That guy went on a rampage, and no one could stop him.
"Everyone dies only once, and we all owe God a life. Boy, it is better to be a lion for a day than a sheep for a lifetime. Charge. ”
The bear let out a breath and rushed out with the mace in his hand.
Tian Wei nestled in the corner of the carriage in horror, and his body kept trembling. "Princess Nangong" sat upright in her seat and looked at the embarrassed state of this uncle. This woman has a composure that is not appropriate for her age, from the day she was chosen as a stand-in. She knew that her fate had changed dramatically.
The sound of fighting outside was constantly coming, there was the sound of blades clashing, and the howl of people. And the roar of that giant. She didn't have the courage to look out of the car, but she didn't have the courage to scare the six gods like this uncle.
The brute bull with a hundred towns is brave enough to resist the attack of the Huns, if there is no such thing as a demon god. Xiang Yong's defense line had long been broken by the Huns who poured in like a flood.
"Shoot them with arrows."
If the bear is here at this time, he will definitely recognize this guy, he is the fish that has disappeared for a few days. Under his order, arrows like locusts flew towards the Yun family's Xiangyong. The villagers held their shields to their chests, and the shields made a clanging sound.
The brute bull is not afraid of arrows, and his whole body plate armor is unusually thick. The waxed nail surface is so smooth that even a fly landing on it will not stand. He stood in front of the carriage like a huge humanoid shield, and the Viking battle axes in his hands were stained with blood.
He was surrounded by mutilated corpses, and even a kidney on his sleek arm. The howling north wind froze the kidneys on the armnails as they landed on them.
The Bull didn't seem to care about the strange thing on his arm, he just hated the people who kept harassing him with archery. Suddenly a commotion broke out in the ranks of the Huns, and then some people began to fall from their horses.
Behind the Huns, a black-armored cavalry rushed over, and the bows and arrows in their hands kept firing. The goshawk fired several arrows in succession, and the arrows hit the enemy's vital point. The Huns' ranks suddenly dispersed, and Ah Yu hurriedly whistled his eldest brother Ah Jin to retreat.
The Qiang people really don't have it, and the five thousand people can't hold off the time of more than a thousand people with a stick of incense. These Han Chinese armies were killed so quickly. Ah Jin knew the great combat power of these Yun Clan Warriors, although they had two thousand people. Compared with Yunxiao's two thousand townsmen, there is no advantage at all, whether in terms of equipment or physical tactics.
Now the only thing they can do is to run, but it is not an easy thing to do. The Yun family's Xiang Yong saw so many robes dead, and his eyes were already red. Most of the villagers are related to their families, and among the dead are their uncles, uncles, brothers and nephews.
All the people chased and killed the scattered Huns, as long as they grabbed the head of the pocket, it was a knife.
Hou Ye said, don't live your mouth. (To be continued......)