A ferocious-looking Turkic warrior waved the scimitar in his hand, clamped the horse's belly hard, and howled in his mouth to encourage himself. The sturdy war horse neighed, and the Turkic warriors on the horse headed towards
Assault on Baibai Mountain Camp.
In Baishan Mountain Camp, there is a position where dozens of Wanjun Thunderbolt vehicles stand. All the poles have been lowered into place, except for a small number of throwing ladles loaded with huge jars filled with kerosene.
, most of them have hundreds of kilograms of stone bullets loaded into them.
Each throwing ladle is loaded with eight round stone bullets weighing one hundred kilograms. Their throwing distance is slightly closer than that of one thousand kilogram stone bombs. But the problem is that such a number of stone bombs can cause widespread damage.
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Pair it with the kerosene jar...
The leader of the Wanjun Thunder Chariot was standing on a high platform at this moment, his eyes tightly focused on the Turkic cavalry that was rushing in like a huge wave.
He could clearly see that the turbulent waves formed by the Turkic cavalry were approaching the scorched horizontal line specially smoked with fire. There, there were dozens of thousands of thunderbolt chariots in the camp waiting for them.
Set the attack point.
"...Everyone, let go!!!" At the same time as the roar sounded, the command flag was waved down. Dozens of stone dump trucks that had been ready to go instantly raised their tip poles, and the throwing spoons flew high.
The stone bullets flew into the air.
A total of forty-five Wanjun Thunderbolt vehicles formed a car formation, hundreds of stone bombs, and kerosene tanks that had been ignited with fuse strips soared high into the sky.
This scene only made everyone raise their heads in curiosity, and soon focused their attention on the rushing wave of Turkic cavalry.
"No, Great Khan, let the cavalry retreat quickly and stop the attack." Dou Jiande's expression immediately changed. He really didn't expect that there would be so many Wanjun Thunderbolt Chariots in the Baishan Mountain Camp.
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But he was very aware of the terrifying power of the thunderous chariot. Even the solid walls of Jincheng Palace were reduced to broken walls in front of the stone bullets from the thunderous chariot.
Here, there are at least hundreds of black dots flying across the sky, so damn... The Turkic cavalry made of flesh and blood simply cannot bear it.
"Shut up!" Shibi Khan was furious, turned his head and shouted fiercely. "I asked you to speak?!"
"But Great Khan, then..." Dou Jiande was anxious and wanted to defend. At this time, Liang Luoren beside him gently pulled Dou Jiande and shook his head slightly.
"Look!" A few breaths later, he heard someone suddenly shouting in front of him. His face was blue and white. The uneasy Shibi Khan raised his eyes and saw that hundreds of people seemed to have disappeared from sight.
The little black dot appeared again.
"What are those?" a Turkic leader who had never seen much of the world asked curiously.
Not only him, but countless Turkic bosses have the same question in their minds.
The Turkic cavalrymen who were galloping on their horses also raised their heads in confusion. The densely packed black dots in the sky seemed to be gradually getting bigger...
However, before they could make any move, those little black dots were already big enough to make their hearts palpitate, and then they fell down.
The Turkic warrior saw with his own eyes that his beloved mount's head was smashed into pieces, and the shattered flesh, blood and bones also tore his leather robe directly and crushed his chest and abdomen.
Shibi Khan saw it. After those black spots fell into the heroic and fearless Turkic cavalry, the originally galloping Turkic cavalry became a mess and turned over, but it was not over yet.
There were also clouds of fire, and the exploding fire waves splashed towards the Turkic elites in all directions, wrapping the heroic and fearless Turkic cavalry into flame cavalry...
Listening to the inhuman screams and the dull roar of falling to the ground, Shibi Khan's throat felt sweet, and he quickly stretched out his hand to grab the guard beside him, trying not to let himself fall.
"The ambush of the Southern Barbarians... What on earth are those from Changshengtian? How can they fly so far..." A Turkic general stared blankly at the tumultuous Turkic cavalry who were fleeing in all directions.
What was originally a smooth road for the assault has now turned into a lava hell.
The miserable scene after being ravaged by hundreds of stone bullets and kerosene was unbearable to witness.
"Continue, continue to move forward..." The fear in the prairie man's heart was tumbling, and he controlled the mount under him in panic, looking at the miserable scene of the concentrated attack in the area. At this time, he had also experienced it countless times.
The Turkic generals who fought in battles and life and death loudly inspired the warriors around them.
Among the tens of thousands of cavalry, there were still many bloody Turkic cavalry. Intimidated and inspired by the roars of their superiors and leaders, they continued to charge forward.
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Standing not far from the wall of Baishan Mountain Camp, 30,000 longbowmen have formed a dense horizontal formation. In their hands, they all have longbows made of mulberry wood. The length of the longbows is five feet.
At this moment, the quiver beside each archer's waist contained ten special armor-piercing heavy arrows. They already held the longbows in their hands, and their eyes were focused on the school archer beside them.
"Get ready, raise your arms...count down to five! Five...four...three...two...one...let's go!"
After the first row of archers loosened their strings, they bowed their heads and drew new arrows from the quiver. Only then did the second row of archers loosen their bow strings. Three rows of longbowmen, each with ten thousand...
The arrow rain from the sky was like a downpour on the heads, bodies, and horses of the Turkic cavalry. The specially made, lengthened heavy arrows with needle-like arrow tips easily penetrated the armor of the Turkic cavalry, and penetrated deep into the armor of the Turkic cavalry.
It penetrated deeply into the flesh and blood.
Countless Turkic warriors screamed and howled after being severely injured, and the mounts beneath them no longer obeyed the rider's control due to severe pain, and crashed wildly...
Waves of arrow rain, as the Turkic cavalry moved forward, moved accurately above them, and then splashed on them.
Although those terrifying thunderous chariots and the waves of arrows caused extremely heavy casualties to the Turkic cavalry, the Turkic cavalry still remembered them firmly.
As long as you attack the enemy, victory will definitely belong to the great, noble, powerful and invincible Great Turks.
It was getting closer, getting closer. Seeing that there were already more than a hundred steps away from the Baishan Mountain Camp, the Turkic cavalry who were charging at the front suddenly felt that their mounts were empty, and then they, including their men and their horses, just like that.
Fell forward.
They were several miles long, two feet wide, and one foot deep, and were filled with sharpened wooden stakes, lengthened and deepened plus version of the horse trap...
Looking down from the sky, the Turkic cavalry with an assault area several miles wide were like a huge surging wave. Although they were blocked by huge rocks and blocked by mangroves on the coast, they continued unabated.
But at this moment, the tide behind is still surging forward, while the wave in front seems to have fallen into the gutter.
"There is no trap here, there is no trap here, rush over here..." Although the shrewd Turkic warriors were horrified by the tragic sight of their robes falling into the horse trap, they still found the places between the horse traps.
The gap was more than ten feet wide.
Countless Turkic cavalry gathered there and continued to attack forward. But at this time, dozens of sky-high poles were raised again.
The huge fireball accurately hit the places between the horse traps, turning the Turkic cavalry crowded together into human-shaped candles that were running and struggling, and the Turkic cavalry on both sides were exhausted.
I sucked my strength and tried my best to escape from this terrible hell.
Even the green color on Shibi Khan's face had almost disappeared at this moment, leaving only grayish white. At this moment, there was already blood flowing down the corners of his mouth. At this moment, everyone's minds were attracted to the tragic battlefield.
At this moment, the thundering sound of war drums and the passionate and high-pitched sound of victory came from the south. Tens of thousands of infantrymen of the Suppression Army appeared in front of the Turks' sight.
Inside.
Shibi Khan reluctantly took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth covertly. "Dumo."
"Great Khan." The burly Dumo hurried forward, feeling that Khan's voice seemed a little weak...
"Take your warriors and slaughter them all, so that the world will know that I, the Turks, are invincible in a field battle." Shibi Khan seemed a little weak, and roared in a voice full of anger.
"Your will is Dumo's mission." The burly Dumo roared loudly, stepped back a few steps with his hand on his chest, and then rushed towards the horse beside him.
Soon, a group of about 30,000 Turkic cavalry gathered and began to gather towards the south.
At this time, Han Kui stroked his long gray beard, raised the flag, the drum beat changed, and the slowly advancing formation began to change.
The carriages were lined up one by one in horizontal rows, and then the distance was widened. There were 10,000 carriage soldiers in each row, making a total of two rows. In the rear, there were 10,000 shield spearmen, covering 20,000 longbowmen.
The Turkic cavalry that attacked Baishan Mountain were gradually showing signs of decline. The miserable scene of heavy casualties had already cast an ominous cloud in everyone's hearts. At this moment, the Great Turks urgently needed a victory to boost their victory.
And these infantrymen of the Suppression Army who danced out in front of them were perfect punching bags and vents.
Taking ten steps at a time, in an orderly manner, even though they are just boxcar soldiers, the equipment of these boxcar soldiers is much better than those of the Turkic cavalry, which can only wear leather armor.
The armor on their bodies has been replaced by paper armor, which is light but very strong. In addition to the van they operate, there is also a spear placed on the van, and on the left arm of the carriage soldier, there is
There is a hand shield about one foot in diameter, and a long sword with a ring at the waist.
This allows them to use long weapons to launch attacks after using vans to attack, or use short weapons to fight hand-to-hand.
The Turkic cavalry quickly organized their attack formation, but when they saw the formation of the Suppression Army infantry and the carriages that almost covered the Suppression Army infantry, they were all confused.
What did these guys want? It was the first time in my life that I saw someone pushing a cart onto the battlefield. But at this moment, with the shouts of Khan Shibi and the sound of the horn, I was still confused even at this moment.
Dumo did not dare to delay, and immediately gave the order to attack.
In an instant, 30,000 Turkic cavalry began to gallop towards the south. Confident in their invincibility in the field and the pride of the nation on horseback, they firmly believed that they would definitely win.
The carriage pushed forward slowly and steadily. When they saw the enemy cavalry begin to attack crazily, following the signal, the soldiers pushing the carriage began to accelerate forward.
When the Turkic cavalry reached a suitable distance, sorry, a downpour of arrows came as expected. The Turkic cavalry continued to move forward despite the rain of arrows, cursing and shouting wildly.
When the mounts under them attacked and were only about ten feet away from the van, they finally saw clearly the side of the van facing them, with several sharp spearheads on it.
The soldiers on the carriage immediately let go of the armrests and lay down in the carriage, clutching the spare spears on the carriage.
The huge impact force caused the spearhead on the van to penetrate deeply into the body of the war horse effortlessly. The excited roars that originally erupted were instantly swallowed up by wails and screams.
The impact of the war horses was huge, but the sturdiness of those specially-made carriages exceeded the imagination of the arrogant Turkic cavalry.
The huge impact force caused the Turkic cavalry on horseback to fly up directly, and hit the ground heavily. There were also some agile Turkic cavalry who took advantage of the situation and rolled on the ground for a while, and just jumped up.
He saw the oncoming van rushing towards him mercilessly, and the sharp spearhead easily penetrated his chest and abdomen wrapped in leather armor...
From the rear, arrows were raining down continuously. The Turkic cavalry in front were blocked by those damn carriages, leaving the archers behind to scatter the rain of arrows wantonly.
The Turkic cavalry, who were good at riding and fighting, did not use their bows and arrows to fight back. However, the range of the cavalry bows could not reach the long archers at the rear, and the thickness of the armor on the carriage soldiers in front was pierced by their own special weapons.
Even if a heavy-armored arrow hits, it will remain unscathed...
This is extremely embarrassing. The cavalry in front has been blocked by the carriage, horses and comrades. The deadly rain of arrows above their heads is still falling. The Turkic cavalry pulled out their machetes and wanted to kill people.
But what the hell can you cut?
The arrow couldn't hit, the knife was too short, and the opponent's carriage soldiers continued to stab with their spears...
On the ridge to the west, a large flag with Chinese characters began to appear. Gradually, more and more figures of heavy armored cavalry appeared on the ridge...
When heavily armored cavalry armed with spears pointed directly at the sky appeared on the ridges that stretched for miles, the Turks, who were still very angry at the unfavorable progress of the two battlefields, finally realized that something was wrong.
"Where did they get so many cavalry..." Shibi Khan, whose face was covered with sweat and struggling to hold on, received the report and hurriedly walked around the tent and looked to the rear. When he saw the cavalry all over the mountains in the west,
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Shibi Khan felt his ears began to buzz, and he gradually couldn't hear the noise of the crowd around him...
"Great Khan, please give the Great Khan an order quickly. This cavalry is a heavy cavalry, Great Khan?!" The Turkic general who hurriedly came to report was shouting hard.
After a long time, I noticed that the Great Khan's eyes gradually became dull. Then, a trace of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and then more and more blood poured out of his mouth like a free money.
"!!!!!!" In an instant, in the center of the Turkic camp, more than a hundred Turkic leaders, princes, nobles and generals, as well as representatives of the powerful Northland who came to join the battle, watched Shibi Khan vomiting blood.
, and then the whole person suddenly froze, and fell straight back...
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