"At the foot of Lancang Mountain, the wild geese fall on the plain,
Durengel, riding a horse to the top of the clouds.
The wolf is the banner, and the white deer is the flag.
The sky is made of domes, and the mountains are made of curtains.
Grazing through grass, shooting eagles with bow,
Difficult to obey destiny, unyielding in war.
Cross my good wife, raise my sword and spear,
Changge Liquor can support life and death!"
The rising sun on the horizon was blocked by thick clouds, revealing only a pale light. On the Shuobei grassland in early spring, the knife-sharp north wind was still biting. However, in the wind, there was a sound.
A breathtaking alien military song.
As soon as the slightly hoarse but high-pitched singing stopped, a group of cavalrymen covered in heavy armor launched a charge. The white air spurting from the horses' noses connected in front of the formation, and before it dissipated,
It was carried forward by the strong wind brought by the horse's hooves, and turned into a light gray color.
Not far in front of the cavalry, there was the Yubei Saxue Cavalry formation holding high a pair of horse-head banners.
At this time of year, although the winter snow has not yet melted, but after one night, the grassland under Zangdao Ridge has long turned into a dark red mud. After the snow was melted by the hot blood and refrozen into blocks,
It was once again broken into countless sharp ice fragments under the iron hooves. The grass blades that had not yet turned green could not bear repeated crushing and turned into thousands of fragments of various sizes. Together with the thousands of soldiers who died here, they were scattered in a surrounding area.
On the battlefield here.
Now, this bitter battle that has lasted since last night has come to an end. In order to prevent the Saxue Cavalry from continuing to penetrate deeper into the hinterland of Yanluo Plain, Jiang Yan had to hurriedly lead the remaining troops of Tiechhong Mountain who had just replenished their troops and had not even completed training.
Fight towards the north bank of Pinjin River, hoping to frustrate the enemy's edge and make them retreat in the face of difficulties.
Most of the Saxue cavalry are light-armored fast horses that are good at riding and shooting. Although each rider is equipped with two war horses to ensure a relative advantage in speed, they still cannot withstand the continuous attacks in front of the formation. Seeing that
Several rounds of volleys had little effect in front of Tiechongshan's thick armor. They had no choice but to turn to their spears and engage in close-quarters hand-to-hand combat, but they gradually fell into a disadvantage.
There were originally tens of thousands of Saxue cavalry, but now there are only more than a thousand left. But even so, they saw that their own military formation was completely broken up by the heavy armored cavalry like a meat grinder, and they were constantly divided and outflanked.
Under the pressure, they were unable to reorganize their formation, but they still refused to retreat easily. They just defended the north bank of Jinhe River risking their lives.
In the mouths of grassland people, the Pinjin River is called the Sige River. As the second largest branch of the Danshui River, although its river is shallow, the current is quite fast, even for horses as strong as the Pingtung Horse.
, it is inevitable to become unstable when standing in the river, and the feet may be injured due to sprains. Sixty years ago, after the Shuodi Rebellion, Baijiang Linran renamed the river Pinjin, and named the rolling hills to the east Zangdaoling.
The symbol of driving away the Tartars from the north and regaining Changzhou.
Looking at the Saxue Cavalry on the other side, who was like a crossbow, Jiang Yan's frown finally relaxed a little - the branch of the river in front of him is the narrowest place along the entire Pinjin River, and it is also the only place where sandbag stones can be used.
This is a key place that blocks the water flow and allows the army to pass. Before leaving, Yuan Ti told him that it was here that Tuya's grandfather Hongji blocked Guan Ning's soldiers from continuing to advance northward sixty years ago. If it hadn't been for his later
Because of the betrayal, Muyun's tribe would not have ended in a disastrous defeat and retreated to the depths of Yanluo Plain, unable to recover.
However, just when he was about to give the order to annihilate all the remaining Saxue Cavalry, he suddenly heard several rapid horns sounding from the formation behind him. It turned out that another enemy army was attacking from the west wing!
"But the remnants of the Onma Division took the opportunity to make a sneak attack?!"
The young Hehan stared angrily and hurriedly ordered the scouts beside him to explore. However, before he could ride away, the already gradually brightening sky suddenly dimmed again, and then he saw countless arrows flying like locusts.
It entered the sky and fell towards the heads of him and the Tiezhong Mountains.
At first glance, there was nothing unusual about those arrows. When they flew closer, Jiang Yan could see them clearly. He immediately felt a chill in his heart and shouted loudly to Tie Zhongshan, who was waiting for a full charge beside him:
"Raise your shield, raise your shield! It's an armor-piercing arrow!"
However, it was already too late. The arrows in the air were in front of us in an instant. Those iron arrows were in the shape of a slender needle. The arrows were thinner than ordinary arrows, but several times longer. The tips were covered with
The four ribs account for about one-third of the length of the entire arrow. It does not bounce or break after touching the armor. It actually penetrates as easily as a long nail!
In just the blink of an eye, Tie Zhongshan was half shot down. The arrow penetrated their shoulders, chest and abdomen, arms, legs and feet. Some were knocked off the horse by the force of the iron arrow, while others were hit by the horse.
They were nailed together, and some were shot through the helmets on their heads. Most of their skulls were blown off, exposing the red and white brains underneath.
General Yan in front of the formation was not spared. There was a crisp sound, and the stainless steel round shield protecting his head was penetrated by a four-edged arrow, and a burst of dazzling fire broke out. At the same time, the young man
I felt a sharp pain on my raised left arm, and then suddenly saw a spurt of blood spurting out!
Fortunately, the iron arrow stopped less than half an inch away from his eyebrows. The young Hehan did not dare to relax and clamped his legs together. Wu Chen knew what his master meant, and it was like a black streak.
He rushed out on the battlefield like lightning, leading more than ten war horses that were lucky enough to escape with their lives and rushed straight into the Yubei Formation.
The rustling knights on the opposite side seemed to have been prepared for this. They actually pulled out iron clusters of the same style, bent their bows and nocked arrows, and aimed at Jiang Yan's heart.
Time suddenly slowed down at this moment. The black-eyed boy suddenly realized that the original hope of annihilating the enemy in this battle and then triumphing was just wishful thinking on his part.
The Saxue Cavalry in front of them, which seemed to have no power to fight back and was almost completely wiped out, was just the vanguard sent by the enemy. And before that, the opponent was not trying to fight to the death, but was deliberately stalling for time, waiting for an outflank.
The companions are in position, and then launch a fatal attack.
Jiang Yan knew more clearly that if he wanted to cross the Pinjin River from other places, he would have to build a bridge across the river at a high cost, and preparations would have to be made months in advance. However, neither he nor Yuan Ti had ever thought about it.
Zuo Qiuque, the leader of the Northern Kingdom, would deliberately put his own bloodline relatives into danger and would not hesitate to go to war like this.
Young He Han suddenly felt that everything in front of him seemed to be extremely unreal, like a dream. Everything seemed to have returned to a few days ago, to the moment when he was about to lead Tiechong Mountain...
...It was midnight, and Yanluoyuan ushered in the first clear and good weather since spring. Even without lighting torches, the bright moon and the Milky Way in the sky could easily spread light over the entire grassland, illuminating everything.
Be transparent.
Against the backdrop of the white snow, the knights in heavy armor looked taller and taller. The solemn atmosphere seemed to have infected everyone among them. The faces of the warriors were full of complicated emotions. Among them were fearlessness, fearlessness, and fearlessness.
Loyal, firm, and a little timid. They knew more clearly that their battle was for the life and death of the Muyun tribe, and even the entire Shuobei Grassland.
"Dahehan, are you really not going to tell Her Royal Highness this matter?"
An old man's voice suddenly sounded behind Jiang Yan. The young man came back to his senses and turned his eyes away from Tiezhongshan, who was lined up neatly not far away. The clear air was sucked into the chest, making people feel lighter, as if they were even connected.
The armor on his body and Xiao Tianmo in his hand also became weightless.
"Old General Yuan Ti, you are late."
There was not much displeasure in Jiang Yan's tone, and he seemed to have already expected the other party's late arrival.
"Thank you, Dahehan. The princess was very worried today and went to bed very late. The old minister arranged the patrol in front of the tent and was able to get away. Please don't blame her."
"You said Tuya has something on her mind?" Young Hehan waved his hand and said straight to the point, "Could it be that the news of the overnight expedition was leaked?"
"Absolutely impossible. These five thousand iron mountains were all recruited by Hehan himself after nightfall. Before that, the old minister did not tell anyone about this."
After hearing what the old man said, Jiang Yan no longer asked any more questions, but lowered his head thoughtfully. After a long time, he murmured: "That's good..."
"Dahehan, let me lead the army this time. After all, I know the consistent rules of Yubei's formation." Upon seeing this, Yuan Ti took a step forward and bowed his hand, "I will follow the princess.
Your Highness, mother and daughter have been together for many years, and there is absolutely no chance that they will surrender to Yubei in the face of battle, so I ask Dahehan not to worry."
"Old General, there is no need to explain. One minister does not serve two masters. I naturally know your character well."
Jiang Yan finally raised his head, but his dark eyes were staring into the other person's eyes. In fact, he did not doubt the loyalty of the veteran general in front of him. But the more the other party pleaded, the more he felt that his decision tonight was not
Nothing wrong.
The old man opposite did not shy away from the young man's gaze: "Yes, everyone has their own way of life. I believe Dahehan will be no exception."
A trace of surprise flashed across Jiang Yan's face. He seemed to have never thought about this problem. He just shook his head slightly: "Things in this world are too complicated and too annoying. There are many things happening, but I never
If you don’t really grasp the rules, you can’t even understand the reasons.”
"But as a southerner, Dahehan not only won the heart of the princess, but also became the Hehan of the grassland people. There may have been a lot of mistakes in this process, but if there is nothing special about it, it would be
It won’t work.”
Yuan Ti said again, although his tone was respectful, it seemed to be a little more persuasive.
The young He Hanzhong turned his gaze to the wilderness under the night. After a long time, he answered: "I just want to live a simpler life. Whoever treats me well, I will also treat well."
"So, would Dahehan order his old minister to stay by the princess's side, but use his wealth to lead an army to defend against the enemy, risking his own life?" Yuan Ti seemed to finally understand the thoughts of the young man opposite him.
Jiang Yan nodded: "That's right. The old general knows Tuya better than I do, and he also knows Shuobei Grassland better. If Muyun loses this battle, if you stay by her side, there may be a glimmer of hope."
"But has Dahehan ever thought that if this battle is defeated, the princess will have no support in the world. She will see her mother's blood relatives turn against her, and she will also see the people of Yanluoyuan suffer misfortune.
With the slaughter, how can there be any hope?"
Yuan Ti wanted to persuade him again, but Jiang Yan no longer wanted to let him continue: "Old general, there is no need to say anything more. You just need to convey it to Tuya for me and tell her to work hard to live. As long as you live, there is hope. This is enough."
Enough. Remember, no matter whether there is good news or not, I will never take the risk to look for it again."
After finishing speaking, the dark-eyed boy finally got on his horse and walked towards the phalanx of Tiechhong Mountain.
"Dahehan, can I also convey the other words that you and I said tonight to the princess?" Yuan Ti's voice sounded behind him again.
"Of course it's possible. As long as we can help her, let the remaining members of the Muyun Department not give up hope -" This time, Jiang Yan did not look back, he just lowered his head and hit the horse, walking farther and farther, but his voice became louder.
It became louder, "What's more, I still have five thousand iron mountains under my command. Whether this battle will be defeated or not is not yet known!"
Looking at the back of young Hehan fading away, Yuan Ti suddenly raised his voice, as if he was not only speaking to the other party, but also to the five thousand heavy armored cavalry who were about to go out with him: "No, Hehan
You must not lose this battle, absolutely! Please remember what you just said, as long as you are alive, there is hope!"
Under the moonlight, the military formation was like a torrent of steel, slowly moving on the grassland. The armors of the cavalry gently rubbed together, as if they were whispering goodbye to Yan Luoyuan behind them. The sound of horse hooves was heard.
It goes up and down one after another, moving faster and faster, like the drumbeat of an expedition.
Jiang Yan reached out and took off the face shield on his helmet. Although the stainless steel mask did not fit completely on his face, he still felt the coolness emanating from it, and he seemed to smell it in his nose.
That rust-like smell of human blood...
...In a daze, the black-eyed young man galloping on horseback had already rushed into the Yubei Formation. The Saxue Cavalry on both sides of him once again pulled out arrows from the arrow pot, trying hard to keep the arrow tips up with Wu Chen's galloping speed.
"As long as you are alive, there is hope!"
Jiang Yan shouted these eight words in his mouth, and waved the Xiaotianmo in his hand. There was a crisp sound, and the sharp long knife swung away the incoming arrows, and then slashed across the neck of the shooter.
Suddenly, people's heads nodded to the ground, and blood flowed like a stream.
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