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Chapter 832 Terrifying Attack

on the hill.

Moheshe reined up his horse and stood up. Hearing the shouts of killing coming from the front, his heart skipped a beat. He knew something was going to be bad, so he quickly looked at the veteran. The veteran said nonchalantly: "Sir, there is no need to worry. My son will be able to kill even if there is an ambush."

To break through and find a way out, we only need to send other cavalry to expand the results."

When the battle started, it goes without saying that it was an ambush by the Hanzhou Army.

To retreat at this time is to seek death, leaving the Turkic army with only one option: to fight out.

Mo Heshe was also a man who knew soldiers. He looked decisively at a close general not far away. The other general nodded knowingly, rode away, rushed to a cavalry on standby, said a few words, and led the cavalry forward.

Rush away.

If the vanguard can break up the ambush, sending another cavalry can expand the results of the battle. But if the vanguard is frustrated, sending cavalry is just a tactic to add fuel to the fire.

Mo Heshe didn't know the situation of the battle ahead, but he had to do it, otherwise no one would be able to escape today. Thinking of the Hanzhou Army's 200,000 troops, whose strength far exceeded his own, since he took action, it was impossible to stay behind. He looked around worriedly and said:

"We still haven't been able to hide this from the Hanzhou Army. Old General, could you please lead our troops to station south to prevent sneak attacks?"

"Follow the order!" The old general left in a hurry without hesitation.

Not long after, the old general led 20,000 troops to break away from the team and headed south.

A young general stepped forward, glanced at the veteran who was walking away, and whispered: "Father, will he take the opportunity to surrender to the enemy?"

The Wunu Shibi tribe is composed of the Axijieque tribe, the Axijie Nishu tribe, the Geshuque tribe, the Geshu Chuban tribe, and the Basai cadres. They mainly live to the west of Suiye, and to the east of Suiye are Wudu

The Lu tribe is composed of the Chumu Kunlu tribe, the Huluwuque tribe, the Sheshetitun tribe, the Tuqi Shiheluoshi tribe, and the Shuni Shichu tribe.

The Wunu Shibi tribe supported Yehu Khan's rise to power. As one of the ten major Turkic tribes, the Wudulu tribe naturally responded and followed Yehu Khan to attack Yuegong City. The veteran general was from the Huluwuque tribe of the Wudulu tribe.

, suffered heavy losses in the attack on Yuegong City, and retreated to the second line. Following the Khan's order, he returned to Suiye Town with Mohe She to rescue Suiye Town.

Although they are all Turks, they are not strictly a tribe, so their minds must be different.

It is reasonable for the young general to be worried. Mo Heshe looked at the veteran general walking away with a gloomy face and whispered: "In the battle of Yue Gong City, we lost more than half of our troops, so we are still free, and we have won the trust of the Khan.

The Khan sent him to assist and supervise, so that if the Hanzhou army attacks, they can just stop it."

"My father is wise." The young general responded and sincerely praised him.

"Speak close to each other."

Mo Heshe whispered, motioning for the young man to come closer, and continued to warn in a lowered voice: "Gather your cronies secretly, keep an eye on the gold, silver, food and grass. If you find anything wrong, evacuate quickly, go north and then west."

"My child understands that his father is not optimistic about this battle?" the young general asked nervously.

"Two hundred thousand versus sixty thousand, come here well prepared. In addition, our army is exhausted and our chances of victory are extremely low. Make preparations in advance." Mo Heshe whispered and stopped talking when he saw a scout rushing towards him.

"Report——"

The scout rushed up and shouted: "Sir, all the vanguard troops have been killed. General Bulli has been killed. Our cavalry is charging to kill, but there are at least 50,000 enemies blocking the way. We may not be able to get out in a short time."

"Send the order, the cavalry should stop attacking, retreat two miles, and keep an eye on the ambush. Don't move out of the ambush. Our army won't move. Don't fight to the death. As soon as the ambush breaks out, rush forward and fight to find a way out."

"Follow the order!" The scout pulled the horse's head and drove away.

"Father?" The young general shouted anxiously, not expecting the situation to get out of control.

"Calm down and prepare quickly, don't expose yourself and affect the morale of the three armies." Mo Heshe warned.

After the young general left, Mo Heshe could no longer suppress his unwillingness. He motioned to the two captains of ten thousand men to come over and shouted: "The three of you retreat ten miles. If there are any enemy troops, charge directly to them. If not, find a high ground to station yourself.

Standby."

Once surrounded, the consequences will be endless.

The two captains understood Mo Heshe's intention. As long as they retreated a certain distance to form a deep space and found a dangerous place to station themselves, the Hanzhou army would not dare to easily attack the main force of the army and hurried away.

Mo He thought about it and called two more captains of ten thousand. He was really about to issue an order. The roar of horse hooves came from the south, and there were shouts of killing from all over the mountains and fields. He was suddenly shocked - it came so fast? It shouldn't be.

The next moment, Moheshe turned his head to look to the south and saw a cavalry roaring towards him. It was a bit far away and could be seen clearly, but at this time there could not be anyone other than the Hanzhou Army.

The famous messenger shouted: "Go and inform the old general that you must hold on, otherwise military law will be ruthless."

A veteran of the Wu Du Lu tribe was not a member of the clan, so it would be a pity to die.

It is a good time to use the sword of the Hanzhou Army to eliminate dissidents.

As his thoughts flashed through his mind, Mo Heshe shouted to a captain behind him: "Lead your troops to press southward. Don't allow the old general to retreat. Fight to the end."

"Follow the order!" The other party nodded knowingly and hurried away.

Moheshe's intention to retreat is getting stronger and stronger. His opponent has an elite army of 200,000, and he has only 50,000 or 60,000. He is exhausted and has 20,000 to 30,000 wounded soldiers. How can he fight this battle?

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, huge explosions sounded.

Mo Heshe had never heard of it before and was startled. He couldn't help but look up at the sky. The sun was shining brightly and it wasn't thunder. He soon noticed that many people were looking south. He quickly turned around and saw countless black things rising into the sky.

And Luo, a group of terrifying fireballs rose up in the formation of his own army.

Countless people were flying in the fireball, screaming, and it was extremely terrifying.

"What is this?" Mo Heshe's expression changed drastically and he stared at it intently.

Soon, Mo Heshe found that his people were falling in pieces. What was even more frightening was that both the people and the war horses were turned into minced meat, flying all over the sky. The war horses also became uncontrollable, crashing randomly, and even more like blowing up the camp.

If the army is out of control, how can we still fight this war?

The 20,000 men led by the old general were quickly defeated. The Hanzhou army that caught up was all cavalry. They were like dragons and tigers, and they kept throwing black things.

, and some people throw larger, square-shaped objects, which make a louder noise.

"What kind of weapon is that?"

"The Tang State actually had such weapons?"

"Or will I lose all my five crossbows and be abandoned by Allah and punished by heaven?"

Terrible thoughts flashed through Mo Heshe's body as he looked at the retreating army. He was completely panicked. He quickly looked at the last captain of ten thousand men and shouted: "Quick, get on top, no more."

retreat!"

If we retreat further, we will be crowded together, and our position will be chaotic. No matter how difficult it is to organize an effective counterattack.

By then, no one can survive or escape.

The captain of ten thousand men is also a man who knows the soldiers. He knows the importance of the situation and quickly leads his troops to kill him.

Mo Heshe looked anxiously to the south and saw that the Hanzhou army was pursuing them fiercely. They kept throwing strange weapons to clear the way, followed by a series of crossbows, killing his own people until they could not resist.

"It's over, the army is defeated like a mountain!"

"What kind of weapon is that thing? It can't even block it in one round?"

"How is it possible that an army of 20,000 people will be defeated at the first touch?"

Mo Heshe was flustered and blank.

"Father, go quickly!"

An anxious urging voice came.

Mo Heshe couldn't help but suddenly woke up. He didn't care about anything and just drove away.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and living on your own is the biggest thing.


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