"Looking at the white clouds, I can see myself clearly.
Look at the mountains, rivers, and see the beauty..."
Naha sat on her brother's lap and listened carefully to her brother's singing. It had been a long, long time since her brother had sung.
The wounded who were moaning in pain seemed to have forgotten the pain at this time, closed their mouths and listened carefully to Yun Chu's singing.
Yun Chu's singing appearance is really beautiful, and his singing voice is also very pleasant. Although I can't understand the Tang Dynasty ballads he sings, just the sad and euphemistic tune makes people want to listen to it forever.
The piles of corpses piled up in the corner were carried away by Liu Xiong in an oxcart. The dead people left nothing behind except a strong stench.
Three of the wounded are in very bad condition, and their wounds are becoming red and swollen...
"Brother, can we still eat steamed buns today?" Naha grabbed a lock of Yun Chu's hair and prayed in a waxy voice.
Naha's Chinese is not good, and the order of words she uses is often wrong. Fortunately, Yun Chu can still understand her confusing words.
"We can't leave the city now, we can't find scallions, and the all-beef buns don't taste good at all."
Naha blinked her big eyes and said: "The old man said that if I need it, I can go to him and he will definitely help me."
Yun Chu stroked Naha's soft hair and whispered: "Of course you can. It's right to ask someone for help if you can't do it yourself."
Naha immediately jumped off Yunchu's lap and jumped into the half-open and half-closed tunnel.
Those people fought fiercely all night last night, and this morning, Kucha City seemed particularly quiet.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun is at its strongest, the bright white sunlight hits the ground, making it so hot that people can't breathe.
The black flag of the Tang Dynasty embroidered with gold characters hung softly on the flagpole, and there was not a trace of wind in the sky.
All the people in the city fell down weakly in the shade, panting heavily and drinking water continuously. However, after drinking so much water, they didn't feel the slightest urge to urinate.
The karez water that originally flowed into the city was gone, so we had to rely on the six wells in the city.
These six wells can usually supply the two to three thousand people in Kucha City. In addition, everyone likes to use the water flowing in from the karez, so basically no one uses the water from the wells.
Now that the water in the Karez well is gone, there are more troops from the Zhechong Prefecture in the city, as well as more war horses and livestock. For a while, the queue to fetch water from the well became very long.
It is extremely hot in the city, but it is actually even hotter outside the city. There are only large areas of flat land without highland barley. Under the scorching sun, the water vapor in the fields floats into the air in wisps visible to the naked eye.
The Turks outside the city set up many tents on the plains. In the hot weather, their leather robes could no longer be worn, so they all lay naked in the few shaded areas and stuck out their tongues.
Yun Chu always thought that this guy Ding Dayou was unreliable, because he had seen with his own eyes how lustful and lustful this guy was, and how damn greedy he was for money.
But it was such a man who, at about 2:30 in the afternoon, when the weather was the hottest, took his only 500 cavalry out of the city.
Five hundred war horses, clad in jet black vests and with a torch stuck on their buttocks, formed an arrow formation and charged towards the Turkic camp as soon as they left the city gate.
He Yuanshan clenched his fist tightly and shouted to Yun Chu: "Beat the drum, beat the drum, beat the drum, beat the drum for the Tang Dynasty."
Yun Chu just wanted to get the drumstick, but Liu Xiong beat him to it. This guy picked up the drumstick and struck it fiercely. For a moment, the sound of the drum was loud.
The Tang cavalry really shot towards the Turkic camp like a sharp arrow. At a distance of two hundred steps behind them, Yunchu saw Jiesika leading the way. Yes, the Cypriot cavalry also killed them at the same time.
go out.
Just as they were about to arrive at the chaotic Turkic camp, the naked Turks hiding in the shade dispersed in a hurry, and then, from behind the endless tents, the Turkic cavalry, also neatly clad, emerged.
"Oops, this is a trap! Ming Jin, Ming Jin..." He Yuanshan roared heartbreakingly, but was kicked aside by Ding Dayou who came out of nowhere and snatched it from the stupid Liu Xiong's hand.
Drumstick, continue to beat, this time, the drum sound is no longer messy, but neat and orderly.
The sharp black arrow plunged into the khaki-colored ranks of the Turks, like a hot black knife plunged into butter. It dared to invade the Turks' cavalry ranks with indescribable silkiness. It seemed as if it could not be felt.
Seeing no obstacle, they cut a gap in the khaki-colored Turkic cavalry group.
No sound of fighting or shouting could be heard, and the ears were filled with the loud sound of horse hooves trampling the ground. All I could see was the sharp black arrow, which at this moment turned into a black dagger, struggling to move forward among the thousands of horses.
Before the Turkic troops could close up after being cut apart, a group of Cypriot cavalry wearing pointed hats led by Jiesga bravely followed the bloody path trampled by the Tang army and charged into the Turkic army formation.
If the Tang people's cavalry team is like a sharp blade, then the Cypriot cavalry group is like a chisel. The sharp blade opens the road and the chisel widens. And this rare cooperation happened in an instant.
Yun Chukan's blood was racing, and he opened his mouth wide and screamed loudly. It wasn't just him who was screaming, everyone standing at the top of the city was screaming.
At some point, Ding Dayou stopped playing the drum and said coldly to He Yuanshan: "Go out of the city and pick them up when they come back."
He Yuanshan swallowed hard and shouted to the people around him: "Spearmen, shieldmen, and archers, follow me out of the city and help the warriors return to the city."
After that, they hurriedly got off the city wall. A group of people hurriedly organized their team at the top of the city. They carried giant shields, raised their bows and arrows, and approached the Turkic army step by step.
When He Yuanshan reached a stone's throw away, he looked back at the top of the city. Ding Dayou on the top of the city started beating the drum again, so He Yuanshan had to continue walking forward. The drum sound did not stop at a stone's throw away, so He Yuanshan had to continue to move forward cautiously.
The Turkic military formation was approaching. At the same time, a cavalry group in the Turkic military formation broke away from the large team and began to approach Mount Heyuan.
Ding Dayou stopped playing the drum, glanced at the battlefield, then looked back at Yun Chu and said, "Why don't you go out?"
Yun Chu couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva under Ding Dayou's wolf-like gaze, and said with a guilty conscience: "I am a doctor."
Ding Dayou said coldly: "I'm talking about the whole army attacking. This time I will let you go. The next time you dare to fight, I will cut you into pieces to serve as a warning to others."
Yun Chu had no doubt that this guy could do such a thing. Just when he was about to give his assurance, Ding Dayou also got off the city wall. Yun Chu leaned over and looked over, only to see this guy take a two-meter-long weapon from his entourage.
The Mo Dao was a small weapon in the Tang army. It was said that it could break a horse.
The black cavalry team had already entered the tent area, and then a fire broke out in the tent area. Until this moment, Yun Chu didn't know why there was a torch on the top of the horse's butt.
The weather was dry, and most of the Turkic tents were smeared with animal fats to protect them from rain. At this moment, the animal fats had already been exposed to the sun and burned immediately as soon as they came into contact with the torches.
The cavalry did not stop, but chased the Turkic cavalry in the tent area. No matter where they went, fires would break out.
The Cypriot cavalry wearing white pointed hats fell into a hard battle. They tried hard to advance more than half of the way, but were finally blocked by the Turkic cavalry. They began to struggle to support themselves in the siege of the Turks.
He Yuanshan's infantry formation had long been surrounded by giant shields. Thick spears protruded from the gaps in the giant shields, facing the cavalry rushing over.
Yun Chu knew that when a galloping war horse runs towards you, its figure will gradually grow larger in his eyes, and finally cover the entire sky, like an ancient ferocious beast.
"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow..." He Yuanshan roared, inserted the copper hammer on his waist, picked up a three-meter-long spear and placed it at an angle of thirty degrees. The handle of the spear was placed on the ground, quietly.
Waiting quietly for the war horse to hit you.
Yun Chu had an excellent angle to watch the battle. He could see the Turkic cavalry who were knocked off their horses by arrows, and he could also see the nervous people behind the giant shield.
The arrows are like locusts, and the horses are like soaring dragons.
The dust was thrown behind the war horse. The war horse stretched its neck hard and increased its speed to the limit.
"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow...Liu Xiong raised his spear and roared loudly.
"Genus, Genus..."
"Balu, Balu..."
Various calls for arrows were intertwined on the battlefield, and even Yun Chu, who was standing on the city wall, could hear them clearly.
The archer's hand never stopped, and arrows were shot from the long bow one after another. However, no matter how many arrows he shot and how many Turks he killed, the number of horses rushing towards him still did not decrease at all.
"Hold the spear, hold the spear, don't hide, don't hide..."
He Yuanshan stepped on the tail of the spear with one foot. His body was shaking, tears were streaming down his face, and he was shouting, but he was holding the spear tightly and did not take a step back with his feet.
Through the gap in the giant shield, He Yuanshan saw a majestic war horse breathing heavily and hitting his spear with its broad and strong chest. The sharp spear easily pierced the chest of the war horse.
The war horse's progress did not stop. First it knocked away the giant shield, and then its body was pierced together with the knight's body. The tough spear pole suddenly bent and then broke from the middle. The front half was carried by the dead war horse from the air.
It fell, made a loud bang, and stopped moving.
The remaining half hit He Yuanshan's breastplate hard, and the bright breastplate was immediately shattered. After He Yuanshan vomited a mouthful of blood, he staggered back two steps, and his hand had already grasped the copper hammer inserted at his waist.
, and smashed it at the black shadow passing by.
The copper hammer smashed into the air, and countless scimitars slashed across his mountain armor, making a harsh sound. A mace came over, and He Yuanshan quickly shrank his head, but the helmet was taken away by the mace, and the helmet was tied
The straps were torn off.
He Yuanshan took two steps back again, and then let out a wild beast-like howl. He moved his hammers forward and ran forward quickly. The hammer hit a horse on the head. The horse whined and fell to the ground. He Yuanshan
He rolled over the corpse of the war horse, swung the hammer and smashed the head of the fallen Turkic cavalryman into pieces.
This chapter has been completed!