Chapter 35 This is impossible
Thousands of horses rushed together, and smoke and dust rose everywhere, as if a huge sandstorm was rolling towards Lu Chengwu. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The closer the sandstorm became, the clearer the Xianbei thief inside became, and the thick sandstorm gradually condensed into a dark yellow wolf head, roaring and rushing towards Lu Chengwu.
"Release, release the arrow!"
A recruit gave an order in a panic, and his eyes closed and he shot the arrow in his hand.
Whether he had a shot or not, he didn't know, he just knew that it might be able to stop the sandstorm from afar.
His soldiers responded one after another, and they had long forgotten the idea of beating the drums, which caused many recruits to shoot their arrows into the sandstorm indiscriminately.
"They all stopped shooting arrows and shot again with the drums beating."
The loud whips of the veterans sounded, and the recruits woke up from their panic, yes! It should be called by drumming.
The young chief was whipped severely, and then he heard the disappointed voice of his captain: "From now on, your post of chief has been dismissed and replaced by your deputy."
It's over! It's over! Shi Chang closed his eyes in pain.
There are a lot of restless people like Shi Chang on the small Lucheng dock wall, and many recruits are mostly training on the training ground and rarely kill people, which also causes the recruits to fall into panic when they encounter a war led by a god general or a quasi-god general for the first time.
"Look for death."
A different kind of aura permeated the sky above Lu Chengwu, and under the glow of the red glow, a golden dragon broke through the sky and went straight into the sandstorm.
The golden dragon's young claws scattered the fierce wolf's head and stirred up the sandstorm before returning to Luchengwu unwillingly.
"Dragons? Dragon! ”
Many people shouted, and their morale was immediately high.
In the sandstorm, Murong Deng, Tuoba Mo, and Duan Detailed Rules appeared under Lu Chengwu with a disgraced face.
Tuoba Mo looked at Murong Deng with a gloomy face, and roared, "Murong Deng, this is the little dock fort in your mouth? Look at the breath of the dragon, there must be a god general in this dock fort. That's a god general, Da Xianbei can't find a god general except for Lord Tanshihuai, you old boy has made us miserable. ”
Duan Detail's face also became ugly, and Murong Deng knew that if he didn't explain, the three Xianbei would be scattered in a hurry.
"Humph! In a pedantic opinion, if Lu Chengwu really had a god general, he would have been killed out of the city a long time ago, and he would have to wait until now. What's more, the Han people are treacherous, why doesn't he wait for us to rush to the city, or when we retreat, the killing will come out, you and I have a chance to escape. Exposing one's strength so easily is clearly a bluff. ”
Since the defeat and retreat of Luchengwu, Murong Deng has vigorously gathered the Han people in the past two years and learned the Han culture, although he still does not know the 36 strategies of the art of war, but with his decades of experience in using soldiers, he can guess the tricks of Liu Bei and others at once.
"If you are afraid, you can go away on your own, and there is no need to deceive people here."
Duan Zhizhi listened to Murong Deng's words, but he also understood Tuoba Mo's thoughts, Tuoba Mo is a big tribe within the Xianbei clan, although he Tuoba Mo is only one, but he has always been respected by the Xianbei clan, this time Murong Deng became the leader of everyone, which made him extremely dissatisfied.
"Lord Tuoba, now that the soldiers are coming to the city, you can't be scared back by the Han people without firing a single arrow!"
The agitation method of the detailed rules made Tuoba Mo Lao's face red, and who in the entire east didn't know that he Tuoba Mo loved face!
"Humph! The Han people are only two-legged sheep, and if they hadn't hid in the city, I would have killed them to death. ”
Listening to Tuoba Mo's words, Murong Deng and Duan Detailed both laughed.
Now that the three Xianbei commanders have made a decision, the Xianbei cavalry marching at high speed frantically crashed towards the bottom of the Lu Cheng dock, as if they were going to knock out a hole with their bodies.
"Knock knock!"
When the Xianbei cavalry left the city two hundred paces, the drums sounded, and all the veterans shouted: "Shoot the arrows!" Shoot the arrows! ”
A dense rain of arrows flew like a dark cloud over Lu Chengwu.
Tuoba Mo sneered: "At such a distance, the best warriors in Da Xianbei can't shoot people, these Han people are really losers, if it is a warrior under my command, these arrows are enough to shoot hundreds of people."
Tuoba Mo talked about the soldiers under his command, his face full of pride.
Most of the dark clouds fell on the open ground as Tuoba Mo said, but the sparsely flying wolf's tooth heavy arrows pierced straight into the high-speed Xianbei cavalry, and one Xianbei cavalry was shot by an arrow and fell off his horse, and then was trampled into minced meat by the later Xianbei cavalry.
There was a trace of confusion in the front of the Xianbei cavalry, and Tuoba Mo's face was full of incredulity: "Impossible, this is impossible, when did the Han people have such good archery skills."
Riding and archery has always been the ability of the Xianbei people to rely on to crisscross the northern Xinjiang, if the Han people's riding and archery surpasses the Xianbei people, can the Xianbei people continue to survive in the northern Xinjiang? I'm afraid I can only learn from the Northern Huns, and go far away from Mobei.
Compared with Tuoba Mo's panic, Murong Deng seemed much calmer, in addition to strength at such a long distance, I am afraid that the most important thing is that the bow-making skills of the Han people have been greatly improved! This time I must go south to search for craftsmen and Confucian scholars.
Two hundred steps is nothing for a veteran armed with an iron-tired bow and wolf's fangs and heavy arrows, but for a new recruit, it is a complete waste of effort.
However, with this arrow, the old soldier's shout sounded in his ears: "Draw the arrow, pull the string, release!"
The dense Xianbei cavalry didn't need to aim at all, even if they couldn't shoot the Xianbei cavalry lying on horseback, but when they hit the horse, the restless horses crashed into other Xianbei cavalry, and the two knights were trampled after falling off their horses together.
The closer the Xianbei cavalry got to the city, the more dense the arrow rain became, and the Xianbei cavalry, who only wore thin leather armor or only wore a bearded uniform, could not stop the new arrows mixed with the iron of the stars.
A large number of Xianbei cavalry were shot and killed with men and horses, or trampled to death by the later Xianbei cavalry.
The flesh and blood pooled into the moat, staining the water of the moat red.
"My lord, the arrows of the Han people are sharp, such a charge can only waste the lives of the sons and daughters, let's retreat!"
Murong Deng and the three of them sat steadily, the little marshals of other small tribes could no longer bear the blow in their hearts, the Xianbei cavalry that died was the main force of their tribe, and some tribes only had more than 100 horses.
Now there are no less than hundreds of Xianbei cavalry dead under the Lucheng dock, which is enough to make the Xianbei handsome people feel painful.
"Don't be busy, let's attack again."
Tuoba Mo said majestically with a wave of his hand.
Anyway, it's not your cavalry, you don't care, there is a kind of sending your people to attack and see!
Zhu Xianbei Xiaoshuai was furious in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak out, Zhu Xiaoshuai could only beg Murong Deng to follow Duan Rules.
Duan Xian listened to everyone's pleading, and it was worth offending Tuoba for them.
Murong Deng was overjoyed when he saw this, he was not afraid that you would do it, but he was afraid that you would not do it, if you did not do it, how could my Murong Department win over other tribes, how to make it bigger?
"It's getting late, the two adults have been on the expedition for a day, why don't you rest for a while."
"You are the one who wants to attack the city, and now it is you who is collecting troops, what do you want to do?"
Murong Deng looked at the angry Tuoba Mo and really wanted to kiss him fiercely, the old man was really cooperative!
Murong Deng said: "Lord Tuoba, no one would have thought that there were so many arrows in this small dock fort of Luchengwu, right? It was my fault before, but I can't make up for my mistake with the lives of my children! ”
Murong Deng's words, all the Xianbei handsomes nodded in agreement.
Tuoba Mo has always been used to being arbitrary, and shouted: "If you want to withdraw, you will withdraw, anyway, you will not withdraw."
Murong Deng secretly praised Tuoba Mo, and God cooperated.
"In that case, Touba-sama, I'll go first."
With Murong Deng taking the lead, all the Xianbei handsomes called on their henchmen to withdraw the troops.
"What a Murong Deng, good intentions, let us be evildoers, but he is a good man, he really deserves the name of treacherous."
Duan Detailed Rules calmly gave Murong Deng eye medicine, and said to Tuoba Mo: "Brother, you are still young, and the elder brother will also leave first."
Tuoba Mo was just in his early thirties, and he was indeed a little tender in front of the forty-year-old Murong Deng and the nearly fifty-year-old Duan Rules.
Tuoba Mo was dumbfounded when he looked at most of the departing Xianbei cavalry, and silently led his troops to follow, and the hatred for Murong Deng in his heart reached its peak.