Chapter 7 The Golden Age (No. 8 Middle School) The sky gradually brightened, and the sun that had been sleeping all night lazily revealed half of its head from the top of the mountain, casting its weak light on the Great Wall. The exhausted Great Wall was awakened by the sun.
Gently shaking the large and small wounds on his body, he let out a low groan, "Woo-wu-wu-wu-wu--" A loud horn instantly broke the silence, startling flocks of crows from the battlefield.
I have to flutter my wings and say, "Ah, ah, ah!" The bird that has eaten human flesh all night can't hover, casting a dark cloud-like shadow on the dark brown hillside.
The sun shines, bright and dark, endlessly. Whenever light and shadow alternate, a vague white mist slowly rises from the corpse, lingering, lingering, as if souls are unwilling to leave, nostalgic for the already cold body.
Before the death energy on the battlefield was completely evaporated by the sun, Ashina Gutoru couldn't wait to launch an attack on all fronts. Yesterday's fierce battle greatly reduced his prestige. Today, the lost face must be regained from the enemy.
It not only involves his personal honor and disgrace, but also involves the safety of hundreds of thousands of Turks. The wolf pack has its own rules. If other tribes discover that the seemingly powerful Gutuolu Khan is actually vulnerable, the Modong grassland will be very vulnerable.
There will be a new wolf king soon
The new Wolf King will not leave any gap for Gutuolu Khan to survive. The other brothers of the Ashina family in Mobei and Moxi will not seriously help. A defeated Khan has no value of help.
, they would happily watch Gutuolu Khan being beheaded, and then rush over in the name of revenge for Gutuolu and accept the herdsmen and pastures under his rule. Likewise, if the Shibi brothers were driven away by the enemy
Throne, Gutuoru will not send a single soldier. This is the survival rule of the wolf pack. For thousands of years, no one will break it.
The defenders at the three passes obviously did not expect the wolf cavalry to attack so early, and reacted in a panic. At least that was the case at Hulujian. Standing on a rock about 600 steps away from the battlefield, Gutuolu could clearly see the guards of the Great Wall.
The stumbling figures of the defenders and stones as big as millstones roared past, pushing the defenders and the battlements beside them into the air. Thick smoke and dust immediately filled the air, replacing the mist on the dead bodies and the wings of the crows, and once again
Block out the dim sunlight
"Boom!" "Boom!" The endless sound of heavy boulders falling to the ground made the entire valley tremble. The city wall repaired by the defenders overnight was like a tower built by urchins on the beach. It was smashed out in the blink of an eye.
There were several deep cracks. The embarrassed guardians rushed out of the city gate several times and tried to destroy the catapults standing on the high platform, but they were all shot back by the wolf riders with feather arrows. After experiencing a fierce battle yesterday, the offensive and defensive sides
They all summed up a lot of combat experience. The defenders knew that the biggest threat to them was the catapult, and tried every means to destroy it. The Wolf Rider would never directly climb the wall to make unnecessary sacrifices before a new gap was made in the Great Wall.
At a distance of four hundred steps, as long as the wolf cavalry and the tribal warriors did not make the same mistake as yesterday, it would be impossible for the defenders to find an opportunity to threaten the catapults. The unlucky defenders gathered more than a dozen crossbows and tried to use crossbow arrows to save the situation.
Situation The morning wind whistling over the valley unceremoniously picked up the giant crossbow and threw it lightly to who knows where.
Changshengtian seemed to have really heard the prayers of the shamans, and began to help the Turks intentionally or unintentionally. The moment the sun climbed up the hillside, the wind gradually became stronger. As the lazy sun rose higher and higher, the sky above the valley
The wind also became stronger and stronger. Gradually, the sound of the horns and drums of both the enemy and ourselves could not cover up the sound of the wind in the sky. As soon as the thick smoke lifted up by the catapults rose out of the valley, it was immediately blown into wisps of tobacco.
The smoke and dust quickly drifted away. Half an hour later, the rapidly moving clouds in the sky were dyed dark yellow, making them look dull, like a flooded seasonal river.
This is a good day for killing people. The power of the crossbow is greatly reduced, but the power of the catapult is not affected by the wind at all. Under the command of the Persians, the "gunners" who are becoming more and more skilled in operation can even hit the spot where the boulder falls.
The error was corrected to within twenty steps. Every time two boulders flew out at the same time, one of them would definitely hit the city wall. As time went by, the gaps in the Great Wall became larger and deeper, and the cracks became wider and wider than those of the defenders.
The repair ability is "ping!" Another boulder fell, knocking down several defenders who were carrying sandbags to repair the city wall. Blood immediately flowed down the cracks, flowing over the bloodstains of the guardians, repainting the appearance of the Great Wall.
A touch of red
That is the color that excites all carnivores. The wolf riders who have been waiting for a long time in the valley cheer loudly and excitedly. They know that if this continues, it may not take half an hour before the city wall in front of them will collapse. Without the protection of the city wall, the cowardly
How could the people of the Central Plains be the opponents of the warriors? Especially in the weather when the power of arrows was greatly reduced. With the protection of the weather and the right location gone, how could the defenders withstand a single blow from the wolf cavalry?
"The God of Immortality bless the Turks!" The clever shamans began to sing loudly around the catapult again. They did not understand military affairs, but they knew that victory was close at hand. Without the Great Wall as a barrier, the defenders could not withstand the attack of 400,000 tribal warriors.
Attacking in turn, yesterday's frightening enemy general, even a tiger, couldn't stop the many wolves under our command.
"The God of Immortality bless the Turks!" The tribal warriors sang to the rhythm played by the shaman on a human skin drum. Victory is in sight, dawn is imminent, break through the city wall in front of you, the Central Plains will be like a lamb without horns.
Amid cheers, Ashina Gutuoru slowly walked down the rock and climbed on the horse with the guards waiting on him. He was the only person in the entire valley who could ride a horse. Perhaps because of his high position, his eyes were not as wide as those of his subordinates.
The joyful bombardment that lasted for nearly an hour almost completely destroyed the last obstacle in front of him. Maybe the next hour, he could drink and watch the firelight rising from the Great Wall on the tallest beacon tower in the distance. But Wolf
The king's intuition told Gutuolu that everything in front of him was not as simple as it seemed. There might be some danger hidden behind the Great Wall. It was very powerful and ferocious. Gutuolu could feel its existence without seeing it, just like in the dark night.
There is a huge beast hidden inside. As long as they smell its breath, all predators and prey will tremble.
This feeling was extremely uncomfortable, especially when the morale of all the generals and counselors was high. Gutuolu looked around on horseback. Several times he wanted to order the catapults to stop attacking and the entire army to evacuate the valley to prevent any accidents, but the words stuck in his throat.
Go up, he closed his mouth rationally again
If he is scared off by the invisible enemy, no matter what happens in the future or whether his judgment at this moment is proved correct, Dongsai Grassland will no longer have a foothold for him. The identity of the Wolf King is extremely noble, but the Wolf King cannot just be himself.
What he wanted to do, because there were countless pairs of prying eyes flashing around him
"Is the Great Khan ready to give the enemy a fatal blow now?" Seeing his master fidgeting, Dameilu Ashina Houjin thought that Gutuolu was eager to win, and reminded with a smile, "According to the old slave's opinion, it is better to wait for the attack on the Great Wall.
If the gap is wider, brothers can capture it with one charge!"
As if echoing his words, with a loud "Boom!", the Great Wall locked on the Hulujian Pass collapsed, leaving a half-foot long hole. In the thick smoke, the defenders dropped their weapons and fled in all directions.
The tribal warriors who were preparing to fight with their swords cheered loudly and danced. But after the commander gave the order, they immediately rushed forward and captured the entire pass.
"Command to the three armies, no one can take a step closer to the city wall without my order!" Gutuolu suddenly straightened his body from his horse and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Yes, Khan!" All the confidants were startled by his strange behavior and agreed, immediately using the sound of horns to pass out Gutuolu's general order. The impatient tribal warriors and wolf riders did not expect that they had been waiting for a long time.
He was so angry that he had waited for such a ridiculous order. He turned his head and looked at where Gutuolu was.
"Catapult, continue to destroy this section of the Great Wall!" Gutuolu ignored the burning gazes around him and continued to shout like a madman.
"Yes!" The Persians hired by the Turkic Royal Court from the far west with huge sums of money curled their lips contemptuously. He grabbed the command flag again and was able to smash a gap in such a tall and thick city wall. It was almost the limit of the power of the catapult!
The entire section of the city wall was destroyed? Did Gutuolu think that the Great Wall was a wooden fence in his tribe?
The slander is the slander. Since the Persians took the money of the Turkic royal court, they could only act according to Gutuoru's order. Although this order seemed so stupid and cowardly in his eyes, huge stones continued to fly out, closing the gap.
The walls on both sides were smashed shaky, and no defenders dared to approach the gap. Even on the beacon tower at the highest point of the wall, there were no giant crossbows to fight back. The guardians of the Great Wall seemed ready to give up the useless struggle and silently accept the fate of God.
arranged destiny
Seeing the gap widening in the distance, the wolf riders and tribal warriors vaguely understood Gutuoru's plan. "The Great Khan is ready to make our path forward wider!" they shouted in a noisy manner. This reason was barely acceptable anyway.
The fate of the Great Wall has been decided. There is no need to worry about attacking it sooner or later.
Seeing that there was no movement around the gap that had been smashed open, and that the people under his command were slowly returning to peace, Gutuolu's mentality became slightly calmer. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and wiped away the glare in his eyes.
Anxious and uneasy, he turned his head to Mei Lu, who had just spoken to him, and whispered: "Hou Jin, please use the horn to contact me and ask the other two valleys how the defenders reacted?"
"Yes, Master!" Damei Luashina Houjin bowed to Gutuolu, grabbed the horn in the hand of the messenger, and blew it with all his strength. When the Turkic trumpeter on the nearby mountain heard the horn sound of inquiry, he immediately perked up.
After a moment, the distant sound of horns also came from outside the valley, first far and then close, first blurry and then clear. Damei Luashina Houjin pricked up his ears and listened for a moment.
, ran to Gutuoluma again, and replied in a low voice, "Reporting to the supreme master, the battle in Qilin Valley is still going on. According to your order, Kudu Burke led the army in a feint attack, and the enemy was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back. Huang Hua Huozi
..." He carefully looked at Gutuolu's face, and then continued, "Over there at Huanghuahuozi, Li Xu led the defenders to kill them again. The catapults we hired were destroyed before they were set up. We hired them.
Five of the hired Persians were also killed, and the remaining three withdrew from the valley, refusing to come any further!"
"Trash!" Gutuolu frowned immediately and cursed in a low voice.
"Yes! Those Persians are all rubbish!" Ashina Houjin trembled in fright, hunched his shoulders and agreed that Gutuolu had a bad temper. If it had been in the past, he would have been whipped a few times innocently, but this time
Once, Ashina Houjin waited for a long time, but the expected pain did not arrive. His master and cousin Gutuolu Khan not only did not break out, but also laughed softly.
"Hehe, hehe, hehe!" The cold laughter made people feel frightened, and they instinctively wanted to hide away.
"Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey!" Gutuolu laughed more and more happily, and finally started to throw his head back and laugh. There was no danger at all! Since Li Xu had been fooled by him, he was dragged away by his favorite general Yang Sutle.
In Huanghuahuozi, it is impossible to appear in the Hulu Stream in front of you again! And as long as he can successfully capture the Hulu Stream, a few Persians will die, even if Yang Sutel and all the warriors under his command are given to him.
How could he lose the cover of the Great Wall? How could he still stop the Turks?
"Great sweat!" Ashina Daman, Ashina Helu, Ashina Husela and other Turkic dignitaries and generals all laughed so horribly that they looked at Gutuolu and called in a low voice.
Gutuolu turned his head with a smile, and the boulder that was weighing on his heart suddenly fell to the ground. "Smash, smash, smash, smash it!" The scimitar pointed directly at the Great Wall, and he ordered loudly, "Keep smashing, smash it. Warriors, raise it."
Come with your swords, rush towards the Great Wall, kill their men, snatch their women, and burn their houses..."
"Rush over, kill their men, snatch their women, and burn their houses..." The warriors from all departments shouted excitedly, and under the command of the Turkic generals, they strode toward the Great Wall.
Amidst the thick smoke stirred up by the catapults, the dilapidated city wall still stood at the end of the valley, quietly, without worries or fear.
Legend has it that when Meng Tian built the Great Wall, he sealed a small dragon in the foundation.
One day, the dragon will wake up on its own and protect itself
