Chapter 584: Bloody Butcher

Iron Horse Jingo is drunk today, where is the boy returning to the grassland!

With tears in his eyes, Long Huwei gritted his teeth and ran southwest. Gohringham admired this dragon and tiger guard, and when he knew that he would die, he resolutely put on an offensive position.

"Three lines of spears, two shields!" Raising the Tang knife, Hao Lianshu gave the last order in his life.

The soldiers did not panic, as if they were usually training, the spear array was set up, the shields were in front, and this time without waiting for the Turks to attack, the Dragon and Tiger Guard soldiers strolled towards the cavalry of the Left Guard Division. Goringham raised his scimitar, he wanted to let the sons of the department make a comprehensive charge, because this was a sign of respect for this Tang army, since it was going to fight, it would be a dignified battle.

"Kill!" Play until it is raised, flashing with a blood-like light, and under the sunset, there is more of a killing.

The cavalry of the Left Guard Division was proud, and they wanted to destroy the self-confidence of this Han army from the front, and it would be too funny if the 8,000 cavalry had to make a detour in the face of thousands of infantry.

As soon as the cavalry runs, it is a force that destroys the world, the earth trembles, and the horses neigh. The cavalry was very powerful, but the Dragon and Tiger Guard soldiers had already put life and death out of the way, and the shield soldiers leaned over and slammed into the horse's legs, but this only slowed down the cavalry's impact speed a little, and after the Turks reacted, with a wave of their scimitars, the shield soldiers fell to the grass.

This result had long been expected, and the Dragon and Tiger Guard soldiers did not have time to grieve, and the shield behind them then collided, and this time the effect was very significant, and the cavalry was immediately blocked out of the array.

"Spear, thirty degrees down, stab!"

Almost reflexively, hundreds of spears were pierced, and dozens of horses neighed, and the horses were wounded in the legs, and the Turks fell, and although some of the horses could still stand, they also went berserk. As a result, the cavalry of the Turks was a little chaotic, and taking advantage of this opportunity, the Dragon and Tiger Guard soldiers formed a cone and slammed into it.

The spear stabbed upward, and the Turkic soldier fell from his wounds. The Turks are angry, obviously they are the strongest, how can they let these thousands of Han people get away with it. Many Turks scolded angrily and jumped directly from their horses into the Dragon Tiger Guard formation. This seemed crazy, but it worked, and as soon as it hit the ground, the Turkic soldier slashed a Dragon Tiger Guard soldier to death. Seeing that this trick worked, the other Turkic soldiers also learned it. In this way, the people and horses of the two sides are mixed together, at this time, what kind of formation do you need, catch who and cut whom.

Crazy, Han Chinese are crazy, Turkic people are crazy. As the master of the left guard, Golingham did not stop this behavior, because he wanted to make the Han people understand a truth, the Tang Dynasty has men who are not afraid of death, and the Turks also have warriors who are not afraid of sacrifice.

Hao Lianshu didn't know that he had killed dozens of people, in short, his hands were numb, and when he looked around again, Hao Lianshu found that there were no brothers of his own, and there were many Turkic soldiers with scimitars in their hands and cloth hats on their heads.

The crowd dispersed, and Golingham walked in slowly, "Han, surrender, you don't need to prove anything, because you are a worthy warrior!" ”

"Surrender, hehe, I, Long Huwei, have never had a prisoner, I want Lao Tzu to surrender, do your spring and autumn dreams!"

With an angry roar, Hao Lianshu looked up to the sky and roared, "Dragon Tiger Guard!" Wansheng! Kill! ”

Hao Lianshu dragged his tired body and ran towards Golinhan, the Turks would not let Hao Lianshu go, more than a dozen scimitars were raised, and the familiar head fell to the ground. Blood stained the grass red, as gorgeous as the sunset, in the miserable beauty, Hao Lianshu had a smile, because he had achieved his life's pursuit, if people want to die, they will die on the way to charge.

Is this a big war? Golingham never felt it, but after this battle, Golingham learned a lot, tightly more than 1,000 Han soldiers, but brought more than 1,200 deaths to the left guard division, the courage of the Han people, the tactics of the Han people, these are all things that he Golingham needs to learn.

"Cut off the heads of the Han people!" Golingham respected these Han Chinese, but there were some things that he had to do, and he needed to use these thousands of heads to force out the fleeing Han Chinese. Gohringham thought very simply, since they were so affectionate, they would not let these people be insulted after death, right?

After it got dark, Wang Tengger Mountain also stepped under his feet. Looking at the black sky behind him, Fang Yiai knew that Hao Lianshu would never come back, since the eleventh year of Zhenguan, Hao Lianshu had followed him, but now he has fallen into a dead place.

If there were gods in the sky, Fang Yiai would definitely pray to the heavens, but these are all nothing. Thinking about when he first came out of Chang'an City, he was full of pride and wanted to make a contribution, and even when he was in the Chishui River, he was still thinking about how to attack the country of Qiuci. And now, not to mention the casualties of the brothers, they also left Hao Lianshu on the Turkic grassland.

There were stars in the sky, but there was no moonlight, and the people around him were asleep, but Fang Yiai buried his head in his knees and sobbed softly.

Ever since he knew that the Han people had entered Wangtenger Mountain, Dahal had some trouble sleeping, because he couldn't guess where the Han people would go, and of course he could send people into the mountains to follow, but it would be too stupid to do so. On this vast Wang Tengger Mountain, let alone whether you can find someone, even if you find someone, what can you do?

After dawn, Fang Yiai was not in a hurry, because he did not know Dahal's next move, and after waiting for a long time, Fang Yiai did not find out that the Turks had the intention to go up the mountain again. At three o'clock in the afternoon, the scorching sun shone on Wang Tengger Mountain, which was densely covered with rocks and trees, but it was a different scene under the mountain.

I don't know what the Turks are going to do, but I saw hundreds of wooden sticks being erected, and a dozen wobbly things hung on each stick.

"Major General, Turks, Turks hung the heads of their brothers under the mountain, woo woo!"

Huang Zhen is a strong man, even if the steel knife cuts through his neck, he will not frown, but this time, Huang Zhen cried like a child. Whether it was Zuo Wuwei or Long Huwei, Huang Zhen had never received such an insult.

Hearing this, Fang Yiai only felt that the blood in his chest was surging, and when he stood up, he felt dizzy, and his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood oozed out.

Tie Jin was frightened, he ran forward and took Fang Yiai in his arms, "Master, are you okay?" ”

Fang Yiai didn't hear what Tie Jin was saying, he bit his lip and laughed twice, like a ghost who had stepped into madness.

"Hehe, okay, Dahal, since you did this, don't blame someone for being ruthless!"

The amount is small and not a gentleman, non-toxic and not a husband, Fang Yiai admits that he is very despicable, but he has never thought of this method. The corpse must not be robbed, it is clearly a trap, but can this revenge not be avenged? The answer is no, he must take revenge, and he will give it to Dahal a hundredfold.

Wangtenger Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles from east to west, with Qarluq in the north, Tuqishi in the northwest, and the Ili River flowing slowly, Almaty is like the pearl of the Western Regions.

The Turks were one of the most powerful Turkic ethnic groups, the most important of which were the crossbows, the Goshu herding horses on the Ili River, where they enjoyed the most beautiful scenery in the world. In the Turks, other tribes will experience decay and extinction, but the crossbow losers will never be like this, they have been dull and multiplied, and there has never been a shortage of warriors who are good at fighting. The bravery of the Goshuhan people once shocked the entire Western Regions, and the Great Cannibals retreated, and since then they have held up the most elite Tiger Division troops of the Turks.

The Osaiban tribe is the larger tribe of the Turgish, and most of the tribes are the Ashijie clan and the crossbow tribe.

The crossbow losers are accustomed to this peaceful life, even in times of great war, they will not have any vigilance, and they feel that even if they are vigilant, it is useless, if the enemy really kills here, how can the women and children of this clan be stopped?

At the moment, the people on the banks of the Ili River had already fallen asleep, the horses were napping, and only a few well-fed white sheep were sneezing.

Thirteen-year-old Bahanlie is unusually burly, and although he is only thirteen years old, he has already become the most promising young warrior of the Turgish. Ba Hanlie was unwilling, if it weren't for Daddy Golinghan stopping him, he would have gone into battle to slaughter the Han people.

For a long time, Ba Hanlie has the habit of getting up at night to practice, which is also the unique secret that Daddy taught him. This night, Ba Hanlie, as usual, picked up the scimitar, carried his lap and came to the riverbank, the moonlight was gone, but he couldn't stop Ba Hanlie's surname from practicing.

The scimitar was raised, and Ba Hanlie soon made himself sweaty, and was about to go into the river to take a bath, when he heard a rustling sound, and he looked at it, and he could not look back. Hearing a crisp sound, Ba Hanlie knew that there was a hidden weapon, and he wanted to hide, but it was too late, and the two daggers were accurately nailed to the top of Ba Hanlie's head. Bahanlie stared at him and fell to the ground, he didn't know who did it all the time, and he didn't understand how there could be enemies in this Ili River.

Bahanre's death was like a signal, and soon there was a chaotic scream from the Osaiban tribe, where men and women, old and young, were heard.

Fang Yiai never wanted to be a ruthless butcher, but Golingham and Dahal forced him to do so, and since he wanted revenge, he would focus on Dahal's most distressed place. The Osaiban tribe not only has the pride of the crossbow lost people, but more importantly, it has the family of Goringham here.

As the daughter of Golinhan, Jade Chan'er has been sought after by tens of thousands of people, and different Turkic men will appear around her every day, but Jade Chan'er has never been moved.

Are those so-called warriors really warriors? Jade Chan'er despised them, because they couldn't even beat their younger brother Bahanlie, let alone challenge Daddy Golingham and Bunelli?

In her sleep, Jade Cicada was awakened by a chaotic noise, she instinctively felt that something was wrong, and she didn't care about getting dressed, so she hid in the wooden box at home. Through the gap, Jade Cicada saw a scene that she would never forget.

A Turkic man is unusually brave, even Li Mu is not his opponent, the Heavenly Dao wanted to pass, but was stopped by Fang Yiai.

There was a sense of anger in Fang Yi's love, and today was an opportunity to go to the Turkic warriors, Fang Yiai smashed it with a knife, and the man stumbled in just one moment. As soon as the man retreated, Fang Yiai clenched his left hand into a fist and pressed it against his throat fiercely, and this time the Turkic warrior finally couldn't stand it anymore and fell to the ground and pulled out.

Taking the Tang knife and lifting the man's hair, Fang Yiai waved his hand and cut off his head, raised the head, and let the blood flow through his clothes.

"The old and young in the clan, no one is left, don't the Turks like heads, and they will set up a head ridge for them!"

Fang Yiai held the Tang knife in his hand, and his whole body exuded a strong aura.

"No!"

It didn't take long for the Osaiban tribe to regain its tranquility. This time, there was no sound at all.

Jade Cicada covered her mouth tightly, she tried her best not to make a sound, she was afraid that the demon king from this region would actually use the heads of the clansmen to build a mountain.

I don't know how long it took for Jade Cicada to have the courage to climb out of the wooden box, and there were many torches outside, but there was no sound at all.

Lifting the curtain, Jade Cicada'er's beautiful eyes widened, her whole body trembled, and she saw a lot of human heads in front of her, and the blood stained the whole land red. (To be continued.) )