The darkness before dawn swallowed up the light, and even more so the most basic vigilance of the Turkic soldiers. When the crossbow arrows were overwhelming, reaping the lives like the scythe of death, many people were still asleep.

The camp of the Turks is either completed, and stones are thrown from the sky. There were raindrops of crossbow arrows on the ground, and it was obvious that the leather armor of the Turks could not resist the power of the three-edged armor-piercing cone. The sound of metal entering the flesh came and went, and the sound of people tingling their scalps was tingling.

As one of the most warlike generals among the Turks, Khamsali sprang from the ground at once. The slasher snatched the shield of the guard, and there were arrows "bang" and "bang" on it. The pro-soldier next to him was just stunned, and his head was hit with two arrows. Blood covered his cheeks in an instant, and gray-white brains flowed out of the back of his head.

"Get on the horse, get on the horse! Rush out! Konsari shouted as he ran towards his mount. The ancient adage of the Turks is that the closer you are to your horse, the better. Conshkali followed this discipline, and his mount was only three or five paces away. It was at this distance of three or five paces that he had two more crossbow bolts on his shield.

It turned out that there were many Turks who followed the training of the group. In the light of dawn, the Turkic soldiers quickly found their horses. As long as they get on the horse, their hearts will be much more steady. A few people who lack heart and eyes even plan to rush out and kill those who dare to harass them with crossbow arrows.

But in the end, both people and horses become like hedgehogs. Nothing other than attracting enemy crossbow arrows doesn't seem to work.

From the moment he woke up from the attack, Konsali had no heart to fight back. Obviously, the guy on the other side knows how to be benevolent, and he waited all night in the cold wind, just waiting for the moment when he relaxed. Clearly, his patience paid off. At the first moment of the attack, there were a lot of Turkic soldiers who were killed. There were so many that Kang Sheli couldn't even estimate it, and the cavalry that followed him in the hazy sky seemed to be only more than a thousand horsemen.

In other words, he has been injured by nearly half.

Yun Hao glanced at the direction of Kang Sheli's escape, and a sneer burst into his heart. He stood on a high place, and everything could not escape his eyes. There were a hundred and ten guys behind him, throwing rocks the size of human heads. When the stones that could be found nearby were thrown, the corpses of the Turkic scouts were carried and thrown down. The cliff is more than ten feet high, and the dead are also very powerful.

Yun Hao arranged this pocket very carefully, and the place where Kang Sheali was preparing to break through was definitely not a good place. The ground there was almost sprinkled with triangular nails, and hundreds of crossbowmen were arranged on the trees. Even if Kang Sheath used the corpses of people and horses, a large ditch full two feet wide, it was enough to make him desperate.

Not to mention, the wide ravines were covered with straw and oil. As long as there is a Mars, Yun Hao dares to guarantee that the heat can be felt within a radius of ten zhang.

And behind the ravine, is Duan Zhixuan, who is waiting for him. This guy will not let any Turkic leave alive from his hands. Layers of ambushes, Yun Hao felt that he was very resolute with Han Xin!

If he had given advice to Concilius, he would have been tempted to advise him to take a different path. There were two thousand crossbowmen there, and there were only a few triangular nails on the ground. If you fight with heavy casualties, it seems that you can rush out so many people.

Kang Shealy couldn't listen to Yun Hao's advice, so he plunged into a dead end. The reason is also very simple, this road is the widest and best to walk.

First the horses fell to the ground with a neighing and then fell to the ground with the terrible howls of the soldiers. The voice was heart-rending, as if it had suffered a great deal of pain. This was true for both men and horses, and the terrible howls of dozens of Turkic soldiers mingled together, and the sound made the ferocious wolves tremble.

Kang Sheli hurriedly reined in the war horse, but fortunately, the war horse had just run. Otherwise, inertia will make it carry its owner and plunge headlong into the sea of triangular nails.

"Go over there!" As soon as he flicked his horse's head, he charged in the other direction. From time to time crossbow arrows were shot in the darkness, and the horse was hit by two arrows, and the sore war horse became more and more crazy.

Just galloped out a hundred and ten paces, with a sharp whistle. The Turkic cavalry mounted a metal wall of arrows, and countless crossbow arrows smashed into it. The more than 100 riders who ran at the front became porcupines in an instant. In the worst of all, no less than fifty crossbow arrows were stuck in the men and horses. On a single face, there are as many as three or four sticks.

As soon as the first wave of arrows was scattered, the second wave of arrows rushed in, and the ferocity seemed to be stronger than just now. Then came the third wave, the fourth wave...... The crossbow arrows of the Jinyang army seemed to be fired in bursts, and the shooting never stopped. Kang Shealy sadly found that if his own people wanted to break through from here, it was estimated that there would be no more people left.

The Turks are all tribal societies, and the soldiers are actually the prime of the tribe. If all the young and middle-aged people of this tribe are dead, then it will not be far from being swallowed by other tribes. Now, it doesn't matter what kind of majestic sea is captured or Jinyang City is conquered. Escaping with more tribal sons is the most important thing.

"Go back!" Rather than the never-ending rain of arrows, Khamali decided it would be better to go back the way he came. The road was treacherous, but there weren't many crossbowmen. They are all veterans on the battle array, just look at the scale of the arrow rain on the opposite side. There were no less than 2,000 crossbowmen in ambush here, and when Li Yuan got up, the soldiers were all taken to Guanzhong.

There were not many soldiers left behind in Shanxi, which was well known to Kang Sheli, who had been in Li Yuan's army for a long time. It is impossible for many people to sneak up on themselves. Since there were so many crossbowmen in ambush here, there must not be many of them just attacking that road. The dense tribulus terrestris on the ground is proof of this. If there are many people, there is no need for so many tribulus terrestris.

This time, Kang Sheali stabilized his mind and asked dozens of soldiers to dismount and carry shields to clear the way for the army. The Turkic knights on horseback followed, and as soon as they found any trace of the Jinyang army, the arrows would fly over like locusts. They are all prairie people who are good at riding and shooting, and their arrows are accurate and ruthless. But when the tea was gone, the terrible screams came out one after another from the trees.

The Jinyang army in ambush on the tree fell from the tree like dumplings. Luckily he didn't die, and he who still wanted to escape was shot like a target, and his death was miserable.

It seems that because of the prestige of the Turkic cavalry, no one from the Jinyang army besieging Kang Sheli came out to fight. The battle between the two sides is done with bows and crossbows.

Yun Hao knows that he is suffering, and he is all old and weak. If you use a crossbow to make peace, if you use a bow, I'm afraid that there are not many people who have the strength to shoot the bow anymore. To expect these people to rush up and fight Kang Sheali hand-to-hand would be to commit suicide. If a team of capable heavy-armored pikemen rushed forward at this time, Yun Hao was ten percent sure that none of Kang Sheli's entire army would be left.

But now, he can only rely on the numerical advantage of three times the enemy's army, and snipe with a bow and crossbow. The Turks slowly became accustomed to the rhythm of the battlefield, and the round shields of their protectors were sometimes high, often leaving the crossbowmen in vain. The remnants of more than 1,000 Turkic armies began to slowly break through. Those guys with huge shields quickly cleared a way. The brigade of my Turkic cavalry fled along the cleared road.

Soon someone fell into the two-zhang wide fire ditch, but the width of two zhang did not stop the Turks from escaping. After experimenting with the absence of triangular nails, the Turkic cavalry, with their superior riding skills, jumped over the trench on their horses.

"Let's light the fire!" When more than 100 Turkic cavalry ran across the fire ditch, Yun Hao gave the order to launch rockets, no matter how elite Duan Zhixuan's Xuanjia army was, I am afraid that it would not be able to stop more than a thousand red-eyed Turkic cavalry. More than 100 archers lit the rockets in their hands and fired them at an angle of forty-five degrees into the ditch covered with firewood, grass and oil.

Orange flames burst out from beneath the ground, like tentacles in hell. In one fell swoop, the knight who leaped into the air was swallowed up, and the frightened horse fell into the trench. In an instant, both men and horses turned into fire men and fire horses, engulfing and struggling with flames, screaming and howling, sounding like they came from hell.

Seeing more than 100 horses galloping towards him, Duan Zhixuan laughed fiercely and lifted his horse. After the hideous armor was lowered, the first rushed towards the Turkic cavalry. Although the Turkic cavalry was superb in horsemanship, they had a fierce style. But the Xuanjia army had more than 500 people, and the number was five times that of them. Duan Zhixuan is confident that even if he steps on it, he can trample on these Turkic reptiles.

The Turkic cavalry, who were frightened by the flames and screams, suddenly saw Duan Zhixuan, who was like a demon god. Immediately, there was a panic, and Duan Zhixuan's Xuanjia Army stabbed into the chaotic enemy group like a sharp sword.

The long lance danced like a blooming pear blossom, and a Turkic warrior on the opposite side swung his mace to smash it, but smashed it into the air. There was a sharp pain between the chest and abdomen, and the body was already in the air with the horse lance.

Even Duan Zhixuan's fat body couldn't stand it, so he threw away the horse lance and pulled out the horizontal knife like lightning. The drawing of the knife arced and split the head of a Turk. Then he pulled sideways, and he made a big opening in the ribs of another Turk. When the second horse was pedaling wrongly, Duan Zhixuan even saw Sen Bai's ribs.

A saber does not need to be cut horizontally and vertically, and the speed of the horse is already very fast. As long as you use the horizontal knife and the horse's momentum, you can easily make a fatal opening in the human body.

Five hundred Xuanjia tigers descended from the mountains, and one hundred and ten panicked Turkic cavalry were like fine sand thrown into the sea. Without even a ripple, it was swallowed up by the rampaging Xuanjia Army.

Separated from the fire and the trenches, Khamali had no idea what was happening to his men. However, judging from the screams one after another, the people who passed earlier have been more than lucky.

Rows of crossbow arrows began to shoot behind him, and I don't know how the Jinyang army was arranged. As if the arrows didn't need to be wound, they shot in waves. It's like the waves crashing against the shore, never stopping. Kang even suspected that the Jinyang army had invented a burst of crossbow arrows.

Yun Hao stood on the cliff, looking at the battlefield below as if watching a play. It's a pity that the eight-bull crossbow is too heavy to move quickly. Otherwise, if there is a salvo at this time, there will definitely be a bloody storm in the dense and narrow Turkic ranks. I saw that the soldiers were standing in three rows, taking turns shooting. Yun Hao breathed a sigh of relief, in the end, he was a veteran of a hundred battles. Although his physical strength is not good, the discipline on the battlefield is still good.

At least my own training in the past few days has not been in vain, linear shooting technique. It can be said that it is the most sustainable long-range attack tactic in the military formation, and now it is used against the Turks, and it is really used in the right place.

Knowing that your time is running out, once all the crossbowmen are gathered around. The remaining remnants of his own body will all be shot to death, and the back road will be tightly sealed by crossbow arrows. Now there was only one way to go, and that was to cross the burning trench and rush to the other side.

Kang Sheli shouted: "Warriors of the Great Turks, the bravest warriors of the Ashina family. The road ahead of life, if you want to return to the grassland alive to see your family, wife and children, you will rush with Lao Tzu! After saying that, I didn't care about a lot. As soon as he lifted the reins of his horse, he was the first to rush into the sea of fire and cross the trench.

The Turkic soldiers behind him shouted, and then rushed forward. There were those who successfully jumped over the fire ditch, and there were those who fell into the fire ditch and were burned alive with people and horses. Worthy of being descendants of the wolf clan, the screams from hell did not stop them in the slightest. War horses, burned and curly hair, with hot air all over the Turks, managed to jump to the other side.

But what was waiting for them was Duan Zhixuan's cold horse lance and shining horizontal knife.

A touch of fish belly white appeared in the east, and then orange-red sky light shot out from the horizon. The sun crept out of its head, with an orange flame like a giant egg yolk. Between heaven and earth, it is rendered into a sea of red.

The bonfires in the fire ditch had been extinguished, and wisps of green smoke were still rising from the carcasses of men and horses. Duan Zhixuan was covered in blood, and the ground was full of the mangled corpses of the Turks. They were the only centaurs in the early hours of the morning battle who fought hand-to-hand with the Turks. With the fire ditch as the dividing line, when the people on the other side of the fire ditch died, they all had arrows stuck in their bodies. But the corpse is still intact!

But when it came to Duan Zhixuan's side, the corpses were all sorted. Lying in various positions, they don't seem to care much about what happens to people after they die anyway.

The Turks' desperate breakthrough still caused a lot of casualties to Duan Zhixuan and them. Duan Zhixuan received a mace on his arm, and the tiger head of the shoulder guard was shattered. The creature is now hanging on his shoulders, leading his men to search for Turks who are playing dead.

In fact, playing with life still has some effect on the battlefield. At least Kang Shealy felt that this was the case, and his two thousand soldiers were gone, but he was alive after all. It's just a little miserable, with two crossbow arrows stuck in his body. He was also stabbed in the face, and there were less than a hundred people following him.