Chapter 778: I swear to cut my face, I swear to kill you
A cold smile appeared between Zhu Biao's brows, looking at the black python whip coming through the air, leisurely. (Literature Museum r />
The Holy Envoy's eyes suddenly touched those of Zhu Biao, and the Holy Envoy was shocked. In a daze, he seemed to feel that his moves were full of loopholes and that he was vulnerable to Zhu Biao's eyes. "Ah... "The Holy Envoy could not withstand Zhu Biao's 'Eye Sword', the whip-breaking style of "Dugu Nine Swords", Zhu Biao saw through the illusion of the move at a glance. The Holy Envoy's eyes met and he was of course taken aback!
The Holy Envoy continued to change his moves in the air, and the python whip turned into a rolling black dragon, turned away his face, and then hit Zhu Biao's head in a mysterious arc.
The Holy Envoy used the wildest fighting spirit to activate all his skills, without any protection at all. It was a posture of only attacking but not defending.
It can be seen that he wanted to stop Zhu Biao at the risk of his life. Of course, the Holy Envoy's plan was good. It was completely worth it to exchange his own life for the victory of this battle and the peace of Baishan and Chishui. As long as As long as you can entangle Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao smiled faintly. When the Holy Envoy noticed Zhu Biao's smile again, the length of the python whip was already in Zhu Biao's hand, and his power was sucked clean like a mud cow entering the sea.
The holy envoy was shocked. When he was about to withdraw, Zhu Biao's hand had grown from small to large in his eyes, as if it had become the whole sky and the whole earth. He had no chance to resist at all. The "Sky Lock" was already in his mouth. His wrist was touched. The Fengchi point was taken, and a powerful and familiar internal force rushed straight from the meridians of his right hand to his heart.
The right half of the Holy Envoy's body collapsed steadily, and even the robe on his body could not stop the explosion of power, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere. The Holy Envoy's mind fell into darkness, and then he suddenly realized that that force Isn’t the familiar internal force your own internal force...
Kunhun Dugai's whole body was enveloped by an icy coldness that penetrated into his bones. What did he see? The second master of the Baishan Royal Court after Dharma King fell into the hands of Zhu Biao with one move, and he was promoted to Xiantian for ten years. His Dharma King can’t do the same, right?
The two divine servants who were always by Kunhun Dugai's side had beads of sweat rolling down their foreheads.
The holy envoys were all killed in one move, and if the two of them were added to the mix, they would also end up dead in an instant!
The Hedong cavalry followed, and the two to three thousand elites who were at the forefront also bent their bows and arrows and fired them all. They also only had one shot, but they were not afraid of accidentally injuring their boss.
The sound of arrows entering the body was drowned out by the roar of horse hooves. All that could be seen was the cruel scene of people flipping over. If you fall off your horse at such a speed, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die. The most terrifying thing is that after the war horse is shot in the vital part, even the person is killed. The horse suddenly lost control and flew out, often resulting in the death of both men and horses. In order to avoid the range of the arrows as quickly as possible, the cavalry who followed often galloped at maximum speed, trampling to death soldiers who were seriously injured or fell off their horses. , that is absolutely unavoidable.
Only a small group of the Hu cavalry could fire back. They had all shot at Zhu Biao before, which was useless. Zhu Biao also rode alone into the formation, making these people with different qualities and never compete with Zhu Biao. The Youguli cavalrymen who had fought on the battlefield were greatly shocked. As soon as their hearts moved, their hands and feet were affected. Slowing down for a moment was decisive at this critical point.
Therefore, the people who were shooting arrows were scattered and scattered. The arrows they shot were also messy and their power was greatly reduced.
Iron Wolf was still shouting at the top of his lungs: "Load the arrow..."
"kill……"
There were only thirty steps left between the two sides, and the howling started again. They were about to collide!
Zhu Zhong, Dou Bing, and Feng Enjiang roared loudly from the left and right sides of the queue.
The first two or three rows of crossbow cavalry immediately distanced themselves from each other, making the loose formation even looser. Between each two people there was a passage through which a horse could easily pass. The five rows of cavalry quickened their horses and overtook their colleagues in front.
The robe is at the forefront.
Most of the bows and crossbows were put away and they took out the weapons at hand. Only those who were skilled in riding and shooting still held the bows and arrows in their hands tightly. And such people were often protected by three or five comrades around them.
The two sides were more than ten steps away when the howling sounded again.
collision--
The collision of two turbulent waves.
Like the crash of waves, the roaring sound drowned out the galloping horses' hooves.
The four major elements of fast horses, strong soldiers, solid armor, sharp weapons, and cavalry warfare are just like the strong ships and powerful artillery in the age of sailing warships in the previous life. Battlefield battles depend on these.
Hu's horses are not as fast as the Han army, his soldiers are not as strong as the Han army, his armor is not as solid as the Han army, and his weapons are not as sharp as the Han army.
The Hedong cavalry is the best in the world, and the lance cavalry is the best among the best in the world. Regardless of armor or spears, they are the best in the Northern Han Dynasty. In comparison, the most elite standing cavalry under Kunhun Dugai is not as good as this.
The armed forces of many tribes are even more incomparable.
When the two sides collided, although the Han army suffered a lot of losses, Hu Qi was more like dumplings that were thrown out of the pot, crackling and falling.
Lancers, the lancers of the Han army, are synonymous with elite cavalry. Without the Golden Wolf Cavalry and Silver Wolf Cavalry, ordinary standing cavalry would have a hard time resisting them, let alone Zhu Biao's lancers who have received so many attribute increases.
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The combat power of the two sides is completely unequal. One-on-one, each Hedong Lancer can easily defeat the enemy in front of him. With a spear of two feet and a spear of eight feet, any enemy on horseback can't even think of evading its fierce attack.
One blow.
Kunhundu Gai had no silver wolf cavalry under his command, and the most elite only had 15,000 standing cavalry. As soon as the two sides came into contact, Hu Qi suffered a big loss.
One after another, the barbarian knights were pierced by the spears, picked up by the spears or fell down. Countless miserable screams were heard, and the splashing blood erupted like uncontrollable anger.
"Kill...kill..." Kunhundu Gai waved his machete and shouted at the top of his lungs.
He alone cannot compare with the Hedong cavalry, so he can only use the lives of Hu Qi to pile up the Hedong cavalry. Fifty thousand cavalry can defeat 10,000 people, which is at least four times the strength advantage. Kunhun Dugai thinks that he still has the strength to fight.
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Avoiding Zhu Biao's direction, Kunhun Dugai and his tooth soldiers personally rushed to the front.
It wasn't until Kunhun had lost only three to four hundred of the thousands of tooth soldiers that he felt the situation on the battlefield change. The overwhelming momentum of the Han army disappeared, and their attack gradually became stiff.
Lived.
Kunhun laughed. He used the lives of 20,000 people to finally withstand the fierce attack launched by Zhu Biao. Then, damn, their advantage in numbers became apparent. And gradually, Hu Qi
It really started to turn the situation around on the battlefield.
Even though Zhu Biao chased Kunhun Dugai and jumped around, Kunhun Dugai seemed to be very lucky and didn't even break the big banner. However, the Hu Qi who was "backed up" by him, whether it was a standing cavalry army or a tribal force, would not end up like that.
It's all called a tragedy.
Kunhun had only a hundred tooth soldiers left out of his own three to four hundred men, and one of the two divine servants was killed in the battle.
"Kill——" At this time, the trapped camp, which had been waiting for more than an hour, moved out.
They entered the battlefield where the two armies were in a stalemate, and charged into the Hu cavalry who had no impact. Naturally, a bloody massacre began.
Eight hundred people are like eight hundred bloodthirsty evil spirits, sweeping away all the barbarians.
Think about it. How fast will a third-rate master or a second-rate master kill enemies one after another? Then, multiply this value by eight hundred...
Crazy, completely crazy. At a crazy speed, the effect is much greater than the head-on confrontation between the generals and Hu Qi. The consequence is that a large area of Hu Qi was completely wiped out in just a quarter of an hour, and the entire
Hu Qi's arrangement was as irregular as if a big corner was missing.
The Hedong cavalry within the swept area easily regrouped and formed arrow-shaped cone-shaped battle formations, ready to go.
"Kill, kill——"
"The warrior of Dahu. The warrior of Changshengtian——"
Kunhun Dugai couldn't accept it anymore. What kind of soldiers are these? They are all made up of martial arts masters.
But this is the fact. The advantage he had just established was immediately wiped out by the trapped camp, and the situation also fell sharply towards the Han army.
All Kunhun Dugai's tooth soldiers have been killed in the battle. His mounts were also killed by three or four Hedong cavalry regardless of their lives. Even the weapons in his hands have been changed several times, and now he is carrying a stick
Iron bone flower.
Fortunately, there is a divine servant guarding him, so he is not dead yet.
Kunhun Dugai and his servants walked on the battlefield filled with dead bodies, and organized some horsemen who had lost their mounts to form a circular formation. They resisted to the death.
The trapped camp is still killing people...
"Woo..."
Suddenly, both sides, who were immersed in the bloody fight on the battlefield, were awakened by a long and low horn sound. At this moment, everyone turned their heads and looked at the place where the horn sound came from.
It was the hills on both sides of Mazui Slope. Two big flags were raised on it at the same time, and two cavalrymen appeared. One after another, the cavalrymen walked out of the woods. On the high flying flags, there were huge "
Chinese characters are dancing in the wind.
The Han soldiers who were fighting fiercely couldn't help but let out a loud roar.
That is their symbol, that is the flag of Zhou Ziang and Chen Mengren. Their ambush appears, and the battle is won.
Kunhun Dugai immediately understood that he had completely fallen into Zhu Biao's trick of luring the enemy. Now that he was surrounded, victory was out of the question. The only way to survive was to break out. Kunhun turned around suddenly and opened his mouth to give an order.
His subordinates conveyed the order to retreat, but he did not call out. He saw Zhu Biao charging toward him with a gun in hand.
The Hu cavalry began to panic. Some wanted to retreat, some were preparing to escape, and some continued to command their men to resist desperately. All the Hu cavalry were still fighting with their lives, but they no longer had the confidence to win before.
Individual tribal armed forces have begun to gather under the call of their leaders. They are not preparing to fight to the death, but are planning to escape at the next moment. Horns are sounded loudly, asking Kunhundu Gai if he wants to retreat.
The Han cavalry who came out of the woods began to drive their horses down the mountain, and launched a charge amidst the sound of charging horns that echoed throughout the mountain.
Watching his comrades fighting to the death, he could only stand on the sidelines. Three thousand people had already been boiling with excitement. Now that the horn sounded, it was finally time for them to play a role. Of course, it was the tiger descending from the Nanshan Mountain. Not to mention how refreshing the mood was.
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The horse's hoofs became denser and denser, becoming more and more deafening, and finally made a huge roar. The horse's mouth began to tremble.
At this moment, Kunhun Dugai was trembling with fear and sweating as he was killed by Zhu Biao. He always thought that he was a great brave general and the number one warrior under King Wu Shi, but now he didn't dare to resist Zhu Biao's spear at all.
Feng's thoughts. All he could do was escape and let his subordinates endorse him.
Zhu Biao, a well-known figure on the prairie, rode alone into the formation and killed the holy envoy with one move. In shock, all his self-confidence was wiped out by the killing.
"If I don't kill you today, I will bear your surname." He glanced hard at Kunhundu Gai, who was running away again. Zhu Biao vowed in his heart that he would cut off Kunhundu Gai's head to use as a urinal.
.The big banner had already been cut off by Zhu Biao with one shot, and the last servant of the god lay down on the ground to rest for a long time with a big hole in his chest. But Kunhun Dugai was like a cockroach and couldn't be beaten to death.
When Kunhun Dugai heard Zhu Biao's words, his whole body became even more piercingly cold. He looked into Zhu Biao's eyes. For the first time in his life, he felt that death was so close to him.
Kunhun Dugai's big banner fell down, and the Huqi troops who were blowing horns and waiting for Kunhun Dugai's reply were completely in disarray.
Kunhun Dugai didn't hear the sound of the horn at all. He was all focused on escaping. He was "blind to hear what was going on outside the window", so he could still hear the sound of the horn. But did he escape in the end? He didn't want to change his surname.
Zhu Biao never let him go.
He used all his strength to hit Zhu Biao's assassination shot. Kunhun Dougai's arms were instantly broken. Zhu Biao, who was practicing the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu", had already exceeded the system's limit of 1,000 kilograms of force. Seventh level
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu". It is still far away from the thirteenth major achievement, but it has given Zhu Biao the strongest strength in the world. He can lift two or three thousand kilograms of strength without any effort.
Kunhun Dugai's arm bones were broken at every joint, and his flesh and blood were flying away, but his eyes were bulging and staring at the gun head that was getting closer and closer. Kunhun Dugai didn't look like he was dead. He was a member of the left and right Guli.
Wu Shiwang was the most important minister among the ten thousand people. He was the leader of one of the two major branches of the Kunhun tribe of the great Hu clan. He had not lived enough and he did not want to die.
However, the gun head kept falling on his chest. He wanted to shake his head. He wanted to shake his body, but he couldn't.
Kunhun Dugai could clearly see that under the tip of the gun, Hongying was stained with coagulated brown blood. But what could he do? He watched helplessly as the spear looked like a poisonous snake with its tongue sticking out.
. It penetrated through the chest, and the precious armor on the body could not stop it for a moment. It penetrated through the back, and the sternum and ribs were shattered. The huge pain was accompanied by blood splashing everywhere, and Kunhun Dugai's mouth tore his heart out.
shouted out.
The surviving Hu Qi around him were stunned and then fell into despair.
The Han troops cheered in unison, and then let out an earth-shattering roar: "Chief Hu is dead, Chief Hu is dead..."
This news was immediately heard by both the enemy and ourselves on the battlefield, and the reactions were completely different. The morale of the Han army's officers and men was greatly boosted, but the morale of Hu Qi's men and horses was dispirited, and everyone was in danger.
The retreat route of Hu Qi was completely blocked by two ambushed Han cavalry.
The Hu cavalry had no general and no unified command. There were a large number of tribal leaders. The leader led the troops to retreat. They should not fight with the main force of the Han army, but even if they fought, they had to fight with the partial troops at the back. If they reopened the troops at the back, they would
You can escape.
The people of each tribe were entangled together. Under the oppressive offensive of the Han army, they could not completely integrate their own tribe's strength. It was their eternal blessing that they could escape. Without unified command, it was almost impossible to lose the troops.
, they could only fight on their own. The sound of horns one after another made the Huqi at a loss as to which leader's command they should follow. As a result, they were defeated like a mountain and everyone collapsed.
Most of the remaining 20,000 to 30,000 cavalrymen on the battlefield rushed to the rear, or wanted to rush to the rear. Those who still insisted on resisting the main force of the Han army in the front were only a handful of 3,000 to 4,000 standing cavalry!
After all, the regular army is stronger than the militia.
But when all the standing cavalry were seen, Zhu Biao waved his hand and the horn sounded. Chen Mengren and Zhou Ziang, who had been holding on at the back, retreated.
Twenty thousand tribal armed forces rushed away, and Zhu Biao sent his troops to pursue them. The subsequent 'battlefield' was a pure bloody massacre.
The Hedong cavalry were like wolves and tigers, with the swords and spears in their hands devouring the lives of the barbarians wantonly. The battlefield started from Mazui Slope and went back, and the green land was covered with dense corpses.
Chasing, chasing, relentless pursuit, persistent pursuit. Until the large crowd turned into a sparse flow of people, and then the sparse flow of people turned into a handful of bereaved dogs...
Zhu Biao never takes prisoners.
The troops who stayed behind collected and sorted out the captured horses, weapons, armor and other trophies at Mazuipo. They took away what they could and buried what they couldn't take away.
Zhu Biao stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the desolate and bloody battlefield down the slope.
Dead bodies lay scattered all over the grassland with a radius of three or four miles, and they were spread out into the distance. There was an unpleasant fishy smell in the air. Broken flags and weapons were scattered everywhere, and many were directly inserted in the ground.
There were some wild flowers swaying in the wind on the bodies of the soldiers of the two armies. Along with the swaying trees on the hills and the sound of the wind, it seemed that the world was also lamenting for these dead lives.
The Han army lost more than 2,000 people in the battle, and including the seriously injured soldiers, it is certain that the number of troops was reduced by more than 3,000.
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Five days later.
The flying eagle landed on the surrender city.
Roaring to the sky resounded in the city of Shoujiang. Dahu's eldest brother Yu Wuqi and Dahu's right king Li Wang Wushi were furious, and then they were as if they were mourning for their heirs.
Half a day later, news spread in the surrendered city.
Zhu Biao from Hedong in the Northern Han Dynasty led 20,000 troops to level the Baishan Chishui River.
The Yan family and the legitimate sons of King Wushi of Yougu Li ran away, but the entire Baishan Royal Court, more than 20,000 craftsmen, the scimitars, arrows and armor accumulated in two months were all transformed in a fire
It was all in vain...
"Bless the thief, bless the thief, I swear to kill you, I swear to kill you -" Master Wu cried out blood and cut his face to swear.
Zhu Biao, who was hated by Master Wu and thousands of barbarians, was looking at the letter in his hand thoughtfully.
