Chapter 4 Qiancheng (Part 2) Under the Great Wall, Li Xu, Dugu Lin, and Luo Shixin led more than 8,000 brothers to launch a counterattack against the Turks. The number of enemy troops was ten times theirs, but the Sui soldiers had no fear and could not let the bandits
They slipped away so easily. If they are not taught a lesson, they will never remember that the painful Central Plains has not been a piece of fat meat that anyone can take a bite of. Those thieves with ulterior motives and those greedy robbers will sooner or later have to fight for it.
His behavior will pay ten times or even a hundred times the price
The combat effectiveness of the wolf cavalry under Shibi Khan was much higher than that of ordinary shepherds. After the initial panic, they quickly recovered under the orders of Yehu, Burke, Xiang, Peiluo, Dagan, and Xiaojian.
The battle formation was to use bows and arrows to counterattack the ambush troops rushing down from the mountain ridges on both sides, while running quickly towards the valley mouth in the distance (Note 1). The terrain in the valley was narrow, which was not conducive to the deployment of the Turkic troops, and the Sui army occupied a convenient location.
The plain outside the valley is an ideal cavalry battlefield. Seventy thousand wolf cavalry are enough to trample an ambush of less than ten thousand people to pieces.
"It's not that easy to leave!" Li Xu quickly waved the flag, "Woo-woo-woo!" The sound of the horn sounded like a roaring dragon, and the ambush soldiers put down their bows and arrows and lifted up the rocks around them.
Large chunks of rocks were pushed down the hillside by the ambush soldiers. Some of them were blocked by bushes of wild trees on the way, splashing countless dead branches and leaves. Some of them rolled directly into the enemy group, smashing the Turkic soldiers into the narrowest part of the valley.
There were many stones prepared, so they hit them the hardest. In the blink of an eye, more than four hundred wolf riders were smashed and paralyzed on the ground, blocking the way of their own people.
"Dismount, the Great Khan has ordered, dismount and fight!" The ordering soldier ran back and forth on the hillside, shouting at the top of his lungs. There were more and more rocks and corpses on the ground. He was riding a horse but could not run as fast as on foot. After he found that the road was blocked,
The Turks had no choice but to jump off their horses to clear the road. The arrows flying down from the mountains mercilessly shot those slow-moving guys to death, using their corpses to add another layer of thickness to the obstacles.
"Dismount, dismount, the Great Khan has ordered, divide your troops to fight back!" After paying hundreds of lives, the lucky Turks had to adjust their tactics. Some people continued to clear the road under the rain of arrows, while others jumped off their horses.
, kill with a knife on the mountain ridge
They did not dare to turn back and exit the valley. The legendary soldiers and horses of King Qin from all over the country were arriving one after another. If they stayed outside the valley for one more day, they might never have the chance to return to the grassland. They also did not dare to surrender to the enemy. For a month and a half, they
I have committed too many crimes and know that I will not receive mercy.
The ambush troops occupied a convenient location, but their numbers were far different from their opponents. Soon, the target of the feather arrows had to move from the bottom of the valley to halfway up the mountain. In some forward positions, the county soldiers were already fighting with the tribal warriors who rushed up.
The hand-to-hand fighting began
Hand-to-hand combat is Luo Shixin's favorite. Rather than hiding under the commander's command and dispatching the entire army, he prefers this kind of face-to-face fighting, especially when facing Turks who have no resemblance to himself.
He has already fallen in love with this kind of battle with foreign races. If he sends too many enemies to see the Queen of Hell in the Central Plains, he will have to be scolded by Zhang Xutuo or Qin Shubao. Even Li Xu, who is about the same age as him,
They always told him with a straight face to stop killing, but it was different when fighting against foreigners. Ever since the army passed Xinzhou, Li Xu had not said a word about his indiscriminate killing. Qin Shubao's behavior was even worse, although it was because of
His leg was injured and he was unable to participate in the final battle, but he repeatedly told Luo Shixin that he should do his best to eliminate all evil and make sure that the Turks would not dare to look south for the rest of their lives.
"The troubled times have come! If the Turks are allowed to retreat unscathed the next time they attack, the entire Central Plains will be doomed!" Before bidding farewell to everyone, Qin Shubao once said worriedly. Luo Shixin understood the word "doomed". Around Guoxian County, he
He once personally inspected the villages that had been looted by the Turks. The situation was more desolate than anything he could imagine. The huge villages seemed to have fallen from the world into hell. There were no more living people and occasionally a few screams could be heard.
It was wild dogs that had lost their owners fighting over a rotting corpse. The eyes of these animals turned green, like balls of floating will-o’-the-wisps.
A cloud of will-o'-the-wisp floated over. It was a Turkic general, Peiro, with two fox tails on his helmet. He led more than a hundred tribal warriors and rushed to Luo Shixin, trying to seize the slope stuck in the valley.
He is only a little over seven feet tall, but his shoulders are four feet wide. He has a pair of naked eyeballs, which glow like a wolf with a faint blue light. His howl is also like a wolf, shrill and long. The county soldiers have never seen him grow up.
Such a human being felt a little nervous. The arrows he sent out in a hurry were deflected by Peluo the Turk with his leather shield, and they fell to the ground one after another.
"Ah--ouch!" Turk Peluo howled loudly, and at the same time he hit the leather shield with his scimitar, making a thumping sound. More than a hundred tribal warriors who rushed in front of the county soldiers followed the drums and quickly rushed towards the county soldiers.
They stabbed each other with swords, and more than a dozen warriors were stabbed into the chest by the sword. They died on the spot. The remaining ones used their swords to push the sword aside, and howled into the county soldiers.
The long spears stabbed from all sides, stabbing several tribal warriors who rushed too fast into a hornet's nest. The blood made a hissing sound and splashed in all directions. At the same time, gaps appeared in the formation of the county soldiers, and several strong figures appeared.
The samurai swung his sword in the gap, slashing out several heavy blows.
"Keep the formation, the first row retreats, the second row moves forward!" Luo Shixin shouted, reminding the brothers to pay attention to the coordination between each other. The rifle in his hand moved around like a black dragon, knocking out the tribal warriors who rushed in.
One by one they turned into corpses and were picked out, but more and more Turks came running towards them, risking their own lives one by one. Within a few breaths, they actually forced the county soldiers to retreat more than ten steps.
"Ah - Ouch - Ouch!" Turk Peluo faced up to the sky, revealing his blood-red teeth in the firelight. The scimitar and leather shield in his hands kept beating each other, like a war drum, adjusting the morale and attack of his subordinates.
Rhythm Luo Shixin's eyes were attracted by his actions. He curled his lips and quickly pulled out the long spear from the corpse of a tribal warrior. Then he waved with one hand and threw the eight-foot long spear as a spear.
Chang Shan roared angrily in the air. The Turk Pei Luo, who was shouting, heard the screams of his soldiers and quickly raised his shield to save himself. The sharp edge hit the shield, tearing the thick rawhide like paper.
Then he continued to move forward, pressed against Turk Peluo's arm, stabbed him in the chest, penetrated two layers of leather armor, flesh and blood, ribs, and back, pushed him down, and nailed him to the ground.
"Ah!" The shouting suddenly stopped with a look of disbelief on his face. Tujue Peiluo held the spear that had pierced his body with both hands and struggled desperately. Black blood gurgled down his mouth, nostrils and ears.
Go out and dye the dead branches and leaves around you red
"Come on!" Luo Shixin opened his hand, and his soldier immediately handed over another hardwood long spear without even taking a single aim. Luo Shixin threw the long spear in his hand at another relatively gorgeously dressed Turkic man. The long spear fell into the eyes of countless people.
While watching, he leaped a distance of more than twenty steps, knocked the target back quickly, and then hit a dead tree, firmly connecting the human body to the tree trunk.
"Ah!" The howls of the Turkic warriors turned into exclamations. Two generals were killed in the blink of an eye, which greatly affected their morale. Taking advantage of the enemy's offensive rhythm being disrupted, Luo Shixin raised a hand with his toes.
Scimitar, then he held the long sword handed over by his own soldiers in one hand, and the knife in the other, shouting and came out of the crowd.
"Kill the robbers!" Luo Shixin shouted, and with a sweeping sweep of Chang'an, he smashed the three panicked tribal warriors into gourds rolling on the ground. Then, he slashed diagonally, and his machete hit a man who rushed up from the side.
The opponent's sharp blade dragged along the opponent's chin to the lower abdomen, sawing all the armor and flesh to pieces, exposing all the contents of the abdomen.
The Turkic warrior felt heartbreaking pain, followed by a coldness that penetrated deep into his soul. The moment he fell to the ground, he instinctively bent his neck and saw that his belly and six internal organs were steaming outward for more than a month.
Previously, he had used a similar method to torture and kill a woman from the Central Plains who was tired of playing with him. He laughed loudly as he watched the woman rolling and struggling in a pool of blood. Today, he suddenly heard his own laughter, lingering in the sky.
, as if it were the echo of that day, which has never drifted away.
The last bit of strength in his body quickly drained away with the blood, and the curly-haired and blue-eyed Turkic warrior stopped breathing. It turns out that there is a price to pay for murder and arson. At the last moment of his life, he finally understood this truth. Unfortunately, the opportunity has been missed, and no one will listen anymore.
his confession
Stepping through the blood of his enemies or his own people, Luo Shixin found another opponent. The Turkic warrior was very young. The firelight all around clearly illuminated his sparse beard. Seeing Luo Shixin's fierce look, the warrior was obviously scared. "
It's not me, I didn't do anything!" Driven by instinct, he backed away and lied in Turkic. But the other person obviously didn't understand Turkic, and his eyes kept staring at a beautiful sachet on his waist.
Usually it is made by girls from the Central Plains for their future husbands. The needlework and thread are full of affection. Unfortunately, the mandarin duck on it has been stained with blood. The Turkic warriors are rough-tempered and want to take it back to the grassland to give it to their women, but they are unwilling to give it to their wives.
Take some time to clean the blood stains
Luo Shixin's left hand stabbed through the sachet, and the two blood stains were superimposed on one place. "Mother!" The young Turkic warrior knelt down softly and rolled down the hillside. Luo Shixin understood the last word.
He paused, stopped chasing the enemy, and disappeared into his own team.
Under the counterattack of the county soldiers, the tribal warriors who had lost their leaders retreated one after another. Luo Shixin waved the scimitar that had cut the gap, and ordered his brothers to resume their formation. Several Turkic warriors retreated a little slower, and the county soldiers lined up in a neat square formation.
Pressing them forward, raising both knives and swords, they were instantly reduced to pieces.
Before the county soldiers could cheer for the partial victory, another group of tribal warriors replaced the defeated troops and fought against the enemy desperately against the slope. Both sides gave up their horses and relied entirely on their own skills and courage to confront Luo Shixin.
The Turks holding iron axes used a series of rapid thrusts to force the opponent forward. The Turkic warriors, who were known for their strength, could not get close to Luo Shixin and could only passively block and defend themselves. After a few moves, he was sweating on his forehead and his shoulders.
Blood splatters appeared on both sides and legs.
"Ah-ah-ah!" Turkic Burke, who was injured in many places all over his body, became arrogant and hit Luo Shixin with his shoulder. Then he quickly twisted his body and slashed the iron ax in his right hand towards the pole. He was fully confident that he would hit it.
Break the stem. After breaking the stem, you can use the ax to deal with the enemy general's hands.
"Boom!" The sharp ax blade hit the target without any tricks, but the expected breaking sound was not heard. "Ah--!" Turkic Burke let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and both arms hung down.
Luo Shixin actually chose to abandon the ax at the last moment, causing most of Turkic Burke's thunderous blow to hit the air. The huge inertia of the ax strained the shoulder holding the axe, and the long ax was knocked away.
In an instant, the power from Luo Zhanggan was transmitted to Zhang Feng, and the other shoulder of Turkic Burke was crippled.
"I told you to scream!" Luo Shixinshan took a step forward and hit Turk Burke's nose with his huge fist. In the dark night, the sound of the broken neck bones was so clear that it almost overwhelmed the shouts from all around. "I told you to run here."
Take advantage!" Luo Shixin retracted his right fist, then came with his left fist, and smashed Turk Burke's head on the back again. Then, he picked up the opponent's ax from the ground, and chopped off Turk Burke's head with one axe.
Kicked it out far away
"Is it true that there is no one in the Central Plains to bully me?" Luo Shixin swung an ax and chopped a Turkic warrior into two pieces with his sword. "It's not true to bully my imperial court, isn't it?" He didn't need anyone else to answer, he only needed the intruders to pay.
The price he should pay was that a shepherd threw a lasso and wrapped it around his arms. Luo Shixin tugged hard and pulled the shepherd directly to his side. He swung the ax and slapped it flatly, hitting the shepherd's head directly.
chest
"If you want to take advantage, all the men in the Central Plains must die!" Luo Shixin raised the tomahawk he snatched high, "Brothers, show some color to the robbers!" His cry echoed in the mountains.
In an instant, it seemed as if the Great Wall in the distance and the nearby rocks came alive, raising their arms in response.
The Central Plains is indeed facing a lot of internal troubles, and the Central Plains court is indeed unsatisfactory, but that is not a reason for foreign enemies to invade. As long as there are half a man around, what those bandits have given will be returned to themselves in multiples sooner or later.
This is an oath written into the Great Wall, written into the mountains and rivers, not just Luo Shixin, but also an oath shared by all those with Chinese blood.
Singing in the history of history, I can hear it even in my dreams and when I wake up.
Note 1: In Turkic language, "Yehu" is the head of a branch of a tribe, "Berke" is a descendant of a nobleman, "Xian" and "Peluo" are both generals, "Dagan" is also a big arrow, status
Similar to Xiaowei Xiaojian in the Central Plains military system, ten people long
