Chapter Ninety-Eight: Charging into Battle

"Your Highness, Zhijie has already been killed. You don't have to worry! Du Ruhui looked at the torches that were as many as the stars in the sky, and sweated for Yun Hao in his heart. As long as you listen to the earth-shattering shouts and killings, you will know that the Turks have made a bloody investment this time, and they must kill Yun Hao.

Li Er was even more anxious than Du Ruhui in his heart, and no one knew Yun Hao's value to Datang better than him. This kind of head melon seed may not be able to grow one in 800 years. was picked up by their Li family, and Li Er felt that his ancestral grave was already billowing with smoke.

If Yun Hao folded in Shuofang like this, what if the Tang Dynasty killed 100,000 Turks. The barbarians of the steppe are like crops in the ground. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty cut leeks and killed stubble after stubble, but in the end, the Huns still survived tenaciously. The war between the Han and the Huns also lasted for three hundred years before the Huns finally surrendered. Three hundred years is too long, and he Li Shimin can't wait.

Jieli was directing the final encirclement and suppression of the Tang army in the city, and Ashina Simo had already personally gone into battle to the forefront. Before leaving, he let go of his arrogance to Jieli, and he would never let the Tang army in the city see the rising sun tomorrow.

Jieli completely believed in the words of the first brave general of the Ashina family, and now he didn't want anything except for the head Jingguan who was about to appear outside Shuofang City. For that bullshit Marquis of the Tang Dynasty, he hated it to the point that the roots of his teeth itched.

Jieli, who was immersed in deep obscenity, suddenly felt the ground tremble. The rolling muffled thunder came from behind him, and there was no thunder in winter, which was still known by common sense. But the voice behind him ......! "Not good!"

Jieli screamed and looked back in horror. He had grown up on horseback, and naturally knew what the sound of rolling thunder meant, and a large force of cavalry was rushing towards him. His shock was that someone was able to spare his hundreds of scouts and touch behind him without even noticing.

The Turkic army and Yun Hao fought for two whole days, and now Yun Hao is at the end of the crossbow. The Turks were not at the end of their crossbows, and the most elite warriors of those tribes were reduced to pieces of broken corpses in one charge after another. Jieli was still thinking about returning to the grassland as soon as possible to lick his wounds. How did it come so quickly, the Don Army came to reinforcements.

Cheng Yanjin didn't give Jieli too long, and he led the cavalry on the right flank to almost encounter any obstacles, and easily rushed into the rear of the Turks. There were not many Turkic warriors here, but there were many old and weak women and children who were shepherding sheep with the army. Of course, there were also Hebei Han people who were plundered by the Turks.

"Kill ......!" Lao Cheng's voice is like a bull's roar, like a thunder in the midst of thousands of troops. With a roar, a head with a fur hat rose to the sky. Under the silver moon, the head full of white hair was very conspicuous. Lao Cheng could even see the frightened expression on his face.

At the same time as the cavalry on the right flank entered, the cavalry on the left flank also rushed into the rear of the Turks. The general on the left wing was Qin Qiong, who was more worried about Yun Hao's safety than Lao Cheng. The cavalry on the left flank crossed the Turkic rear and soon cut through the Turkic rear. Qin Qiong didn't stop at all, and waved the golden wedge in his hand. The cavalry on the left flank pounced on Shuofang City like a wind!

The general of the middle cavalry was Duan Zhixuan, the commander of the Xuanjia Army who was followed by the only five hundred elite Xuanjia armor that had been left behind. These people have black helmets and black armor, with hideous visors. Under the silver moon, there are like demon gods, and the snow-bright horizontal knives in their hands are the legendary scythe of death.

With the speed of the sprinting horses, they only wielded their horizontal swords. It is possible to effortlessly divide a Turkic into two sections, and the leather robe of the Turkic is as thin as a piece of paper in front of the sharp horizontal knife.

The Turkic shepherds wailed helplessly and groaned. They scattered and fled, hoping to be protected by the Turkic warriors. But those Turkic warriors were either attacking Shuofang City, or wandering outside to prevent the Tang troops in the city from escaping. Jieli said that he would not let go of a Tang man in this battle. He needs a very high view of the capital to show his strength.

At this time, Jieli really wants to cry without tears! It only took half a night for him to annihilate the entire Tang army, but he didn't expect to be hit by the most unexpected blow when he was most proud.

"Kang Sheali, I want you to block the Tang Army, as long as it takes half a night." Jieli slashed his hand and grabbed Kang Sheali, and looked at Kang Sheli with wolf-like eyes.

Although I knew that this was a bad errand, I could see the wolf-like eyes. Without even saying a word, Kang Sheli rushed towards the place where the shouting and killing were most dense with his subordinates.

Qin Qiong was worried about Yun Hao's safety, so he naturally rushed the farthest and fastest. He even came into contact with the Turkic soldiers earlier than Duan Zhixuan. The Turkic soldiers in a panic, not to mention the formation, some of them even hastily approved the horses. The chaotic Turks howled and rushed towards Qin Qiong.

The tile-faced gold mace was stuffed into the horse bag, and the boxwood bow appeared in the palm of his hand. Under the silver moon, Qin Qiong's arrows were like meteors, and every time the bowstring sounded, a Turkic cavalry fell from his horse and fell to the ground. The generals and soldiers under him did the same, and for a time arrows rained down. The speed at which the Turkic cavalry, without any formation, fell off their horses, as if they were making dumplings.

It's winter, and the ground is as cold as stones. The galloping war horse fell, and if he didn't die, he broke his tendons and fractured them. What's more, there are countless war horses on the battlefield. A hoof with a big bowl of mouth kicking you in the head, or stepping on your body, is an absolutely fatal thing.

There are still no real battles, and thousands of Turkic soldiers have been scrapped. Seeing the Turkic brigade rushing up, Qin Qiong hung up the boxwood bow. The first to rush to the chaotic Turkic army formation, such an army formation will be chaotic as soon as it rushes. What's more, the Blade Arrow Formation has its own Blade, and even a fully equipped military array can rush to pieces.

Kang Sheli hurriedly organized his team and rushed forward to meet the Tang army. By the bright moonlight, he saw a yellow-faced man rushing towards him. Without saying a word, Kang Sheli picked up the mace in his hand and smashed it down. He is a Turkic brave general, and I don't know how many warriors have been killed under the mace. He believes that today's yellow-faced Tang General is no exception.

As it turns out, accidents are everywhere. The pure steel mace, which weighed fifty catties, was actually knocked away by the blade in General Tang's hand. And what the Tang general was holding in his hand was the same thing as two sticks. Konsari knew that it was called a mace. The lethality is worse than that of a hammer, but it's not fun to really hit people.

Qin Qiong knocked away Kang Sheli's mace with one hand, and smashed the tile-faced gold mace in the other hand with a strong wind. Kang Shealy shrank his head in fright, and the tile-faced gold mace swept over his head. The strong wind blowing makes the skin of the brain hurt hotly, fuck me! Who the fuck is here, so fierce! Kang Shea's soul is about to fly out in fright!

The mace and the tile-faced gold gong ping-pong smashed each other a few times, and Kang felt a hot pain in the tiger's mouth. But the Tang general on the other side didn't seem to feel it at all. The golden mace of the tile surface carried the wind, and it smashed over as if it were tight. The smash made Kang Sheli almost out of breath, and one of the guards next to him came to help. was smashed into the cavity by Qin Qiong with a blade and a head.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kang Shealy rushed out like a wolf.

Qin Qiong wants to go into the city to rescue Yun Hao, where is there time to chase Kang Yanli. As soon as he mentioned the yellow horse, he rushed into Shuofang City with the left wing cavalry. When encountering the Turks, shoot with a bow at a distance. When he got close, he smashed it, and with 10,000 cavalry, the tiger rushed from the Turkic army as hard as he went down the mountain.

I saw the huge gap in the wall of Shuofang, and the countless corpses under the gap. Qin Qiong felt her heart falling, and her knees kept knocking on the yellow horse. The yellow horse rushed towards Shuofang City like an arrow. As soon as he crossed the ruins everywhere, Qin Qiong saw the huge pile of corpses.

The men rolling over in the river of corpses and blood have long been strange to the dead. But so many stumps and broken arms are piled together, which is really shocking.

The horse could not be ridden, and Qin Qiong shot and killed a Turkic soldier. turned over and got off the war horse, and walked inside with a tile-faced gold mace in his hand. The Tang soldiers behind him also followed Qin Qiong off their horses. They all saw the mountain of corpses that was two or three zhang high, and they heard that Shuo Fang had only been fighting for two days, how could there be so many corpses. If they knew that it was just an afternoon masterpiece, their jaws would have dropped.

It was very difficult to attack the corpse mountain, and Qin Qiong climbed up with both hands and feet. You also have to guard against the Turks above, firing arrows and attacking. Behind him, the Tang soldiers released arrows one after another, and the arrows were stuck in the dead and the living, as dense as wheat in autumn.

After attacking the corpse mountain with difficulty, Qin Qiong saw that the dense Turks were fighting with the Tang army. Torches were dotted and filled almost the entire Shuofang City. God knows how many Turks stormed the city of Shuofang. In the distance, I heard the sound of shouting and killing, and the sound of blades clashing. Qin Qiong's heart calmed down a little, and there was the sound of shouting and killing and the impact of blades. It proves that the Tang Army is still resisting, and the possibility of Yun Hao being alive is also very high.

Ashina Simo was directing the final assault, and the battle line had been compressed into a yamen in Shuofang. The remnants of the Tang Army, to say more, are about 1,000 people. But these thousand people were compressed into such a small range, forming a hard walnut. It's also a difficult thing to smash open.

The Tang army scattered in the city to resist will not care about it first, and it will be true that it will kill those thousand people first. That burly guy is such a hard stubble. It took the loss of more than a hundred Turkic warriors to barely wound him.

Damn, how could the Tang Army have so many crossbow arrows. "Shield! Shield! Go up! Ashnasimo shouted, and immediately a group of people rushed over with huge shields.

"Leader, it's not good, the Tang army has killed from behind." Ashnasimo was about to make a final attack when a soldier ran over like crazy.