Chapter 745: The Mud Wine Cup
Chapter 745: The Mud Wine Cup
Chapter 745: The Mud Wine Glass
He wore a black belt around his neck, wore a square-brimmed helmet on his head, and was equipped with armor, which was very compact, but the robe under the armor looked very fluffy.
He wears tight-fitting trousers, boots, holds the reins in his left hand, holds a scimitar in his right hand, and hangs a hammer and a bow and arrows in his hand.
This is the method of Wusun armored cavalry, unified uniform, unified training, and unified battle formation.
On the other hand, it is the cavalry of the hundred tribes, who are for the people in peacetime and soldiers in wartime, and their clothes and armor are all their own, and even the scimitar is their own.
Naturally, there is no coordination and tactics.
The warriors on both sides were valiant, riding on horses and waving their sharp broadswords in the air, fearlessly charging at the enemy.
The broadsword slashed across the enemy's body, and the tip of the knife was immediately stained with blood.
Pity!
With a well-trained army and a temporarily assembled army, as soon as the two sides clashed, they showed their advantages and disadvantages.
The Wusun armored cavalry was mostly a team of three, one with a bow behind, one with a sword, and one with a chain hammer.
The hammer is long, and it can attack its unpreparedness, or hit its horse's head.
If the enemy has a homemade small round shield, he will overturn the whole man and horse with a hammer.
The sword-wielding knight protects the hammer knight and also provides protection for the archers behind him.
Needless to say, the archers shot them at a distance, and the scimitars or hammers were exchanged at close range.
This is a squad, and when the brigade is combined, everyone can be changed to an archer, and they can be changed to a scimitar charge.
Even the chain hammer of all colors, under the order, the chain hammer flew out, overwhelming.
If it falls, it will be a blood-stained wolf!
The old King of Loulan sat under the umbrella of Luo Gai, his face sinking like water, and he had brought all the warriors he could bring.
Next to her, Princess Loulan, who was shy of flowers in the closed moon, couldn't see clearly with a veil, just from her straight back, it could be seen that she was not afraid at all.
Women, forever play a variety of roles in the war, but most of them are participants in the tragedy.
However, sometimes it can also be the main character.
Slowly turning around, her sapphire eyes looked back, and Shan Rou just said softly: "My Loulan warrior has already fought with the enemy, what are you waiting for?"
The patriarchs of the various clans glanced at each other, although the battle situation was not good at the beginning, but they had no way out.
The patriarch of the Yanqi clan, don't look at the wood, but he is old and strong, he picked up the scimitar that had not been used for many years, ran out of a few steps and stepped on the war horse, dancing the scimitar in his hand, and the old voice sounded:
"The hundred clans are only subject to the ancestors, but those who offend my hundred clans will return blood with blood!"
Suddenly, the warriors brought by the elders of the various clans raised their bent horses one after another, and shouted hoarsely:
"The land of a hundred tribes, the ancestors of the world, if there is an invasion, blood for blood!"
Amid the bloody cries of the warriors, the patriarchs of all clans mounted their war horses one after another and collectively headed towards the battlefield ahead.
The mountains roared like a tsunami of "blood for blood", and more than a dozen warriors of hundreds of clans followed behind their own family elders and rushed into the battlefield.
In that room, Nimi sat under the cloud umbrella, and there was a maid waiting to pour wine next to her.
Seeing that there were more troops on the other side, the right general couldn't sit still, and said loudly: "Your Highness, all the hundred clans have been dispatched, let me go." ”
took the maid's wine, took a sip of mud, looked at the enemy formation in the distance, smiled slightly, and said softly:
"Throw in another team of 10,000 people, don't worry. ”
With the order of Nimi, another 10,000 Wusun armored cavalry entered the battlefield.
In the field, although the number of hundreds of ethnic groups is superior, the situation is even more passive.
The two armies are fighting, the field erects flags, you come and go, the prestige is cheap, the sharp arrowhead pierces the bones, and the sand enters the face.
But no one left the battlefield, showing the courage of the men in the Western Regions.
The scimitars are printed, the mountains and rivers are dizzy, the sound analyzes the rivers, and the thunder and lightning collapse.
The horse hesitated, the fingers were cracked, and the murderous spirit of the tomb was slaughtered.
Attacking the soldiers, the generals are annihilated, there is no distinction between the high and the low, and they are all dry bones.
That's a lot to say!
The drums are exhausted, the arrows are exhausted, the white blades are broken, and the two armies are in a desperate decision.
This is the horror of the battlefield.
There was a maid Wan'er beside Shanrou, who had never seen such a bloody battlefield, her heart trembled, and a blow of wind blew, making her whole person tremble.
"Male... Princess, from... The wind is blowing, and I... Let's go back... Let's go back. Fighting a war is a man... Men's business. Wan'er said in a trembling voice.
Standing up, Yan Rou faced the battlefield, without a trace of fear in her eyes, and said:
"You're a slave for life. Fierce bones and gravel. ”
Pulling the Luo shirt and skirt on his body, there was a colorful scale armor inside, Yan Rou pulled out a knife, pointed to the place where the hundred clans lived, and said loudly:
"I have hundreds of thousands of people of hundreds of tribes, and 100,000 soldiers who can fight, I don't believe that except for the people in the array, no one is a man!!"
The future hundred tribes that Yan Rou refers to, there is a big war here, and she doesn't believe that no one knows about those tribes!
"Alas!"
King Loulan stood up, his old eyes shot a fine light, and he removed the big armor on his body, revealing the thin armor inside.
"Bring me a knife!!" said King Loulan loudly.
An old minister stepped forward and cried, "King, don't enter the battlefield!"
Loulan Wang Shanshan kicked the old minister over, picked up his own golden knife, and said loudly:
"This king is not for others, but for my daughter, I will fight to the death with him today!!"
After speaking, Shanshan glanced back at his daughter, who was regarded as a treasure, and then! Shanrou just stared at the battlefield, and said:
"Father, be careful, you can enter the battle from the right, and after you enter the middle, you can fight from the left. ”
"Okay!" Shanshan picked up his knife and left.
Turning back again, Shanrou's gaze fell on the Mutu tribe.
The Geng brothers glanced at each other, clasped their fists together, and said, "But please give the princess an order!"
Geng Ba said in a rough voice: "I'm a man!"
Nodding her head, Yan Rou said without a trace of emotion:
"When my father enters the battle, he will attract the enemy army to besiege him, and when my father kills to the left rear, the virtuous brother can attack from the empty place on the right!"
Geng Shu swallowed his saliva, he had heard of Shuangshu in the Western Regions for a long time, his beauty was stunning in the Western Regions, and his wisdom made the man embarrassed.
How about the fine breeze princess of the Great White Kingdom? Geng Shu didn't know.
But today, he learned the wisdom and ruthlessness of Princess Loulan Shanrou, and he actually used his own father as bait!!
The other side.
"Report!
The right general got up violently, and even the prince didn't care, so he wanted to fight!
"Where do you want to go?"
Nimi opened his mouth to drink, still looking relaxed, and the glass of wine in his hand refused to finish for a long time.
"Your Highness!"
The right general was in a hurry, and no longer cared about any courtesy, so he said:
"The battlefield is changing rapidly, although my Wusun Erlang has the advantage of armor and is well-trained, if the people of the hundred clans have the upper hand, the victory or defeat will be between the two!"
took another sip of the wine in the glass, squinted his eyes, and said softly:
"Don't you know when you are the prince of this country? ”
The muddy gaze pierced the Hundred Clans in the distance.
He's waiting.
Waiting for that opportunity to defeat the Hundred Clans Alliance in one fell swoop.
If the hundred tribes are defeated here, the courage of the hundred tribes will be lost, and the rest will fall!
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