If Wang Zhongsi, the former Jiedushi of the four towns of Hexi, Longshi, Shuofang and Hedong, was still alive, he would be so angry that he vomited blood for three fights due to the situation on the battlefield at this moment. It was too chaotic and could not be tolerated by any military general who had even the slightest use of military skills.
Chaos. More than seventy flying dragon guards, like gangsters fighting in a gang, chased Hexi infantry who were at least five times their size and hacked at them. On the opposite side, just a stone's throw away from them, more than fifty Hexi soldiers wearing Mingguang armor
The Jingqi, however, was pushed back by the defeated Pao Ze, unable to play any role at all!
What makes people's noses even crooked is that on both sides of this chaotic crowd, there is a vast desert. As long as the Hexi Jingqi turns the horse's head slightly, he can circle around from both sides of the broken army and launch a fatal attack on the enemy.
However, they turned a blind eye to this and just shouted to order the troops to retreat and make way. They did not even think of taking a look at the overall situation of the battlefield.
Ying Yanglang General Gu Litu was stunned by the unexpected situation on the battlefield, but some people's eyes were bright. Lying behind the car wall that formed a circle, the two leaders of the people, Wei Feng and Zhu Wuyi, nodded to each other.
It was the first time for both of them to witness a fight at such a close distance. Both of them turned pale with fright, and their thighs were trembling constantly. But both of them knew clearly that from the moment the "ghost" appeared,
His fate has been firmly tied to that of the Feilong Guards. Either he will die together or he will be killed together. Apart from this, there is no third way to choose.
"The official thief has been disabled by the imperial guards. He belongs to you, come with me!" Wei Feng shouted in a voice as loud as a broken gong. He picked up a long thing from the carriage transporting weapons.
Regardless of whether he knew how to use it or not, he held it high and rushed out of the camp.
"It belongs to the man, follow Old Wei!" Zhu Wuyi picked up a horizontal knife and followed closely. After less than ten steps, he stumbled over the corpse on the ground. He struggled to get out of the pool of blood.
He got up in the middle and turned around to continue greeting, "Come together, why are you standing there in a daze? Once the officials and thieves are allowed to catch their breath, none of you will be able to survive!"
"Come together! Come together!"
"Come along, kill one of them and it's enough!" The civilians who were huddled behind the car wall just woke up from a dream, grabbed a few weapons at random, shouted and rushed out of the camp.
This group of people has not received any training at all. If they are blocked, they will definitely collapse at the first touch. But now the Hexi Army Ying Yanglang Guli is trying to deal with his own brothers, but he can't cope with it. How can he have the energy to mobilize more troops? In a moment, the people
The strong men gathered together with the Feilong Imperial Guards, and formed a torrent behind Wang Xun in a chaotic manner, overwhelming the Hexi Army blocking the front.
There were 300 people and 300 troops. Even if they were wielding weapons and slashing, the momentum was astonishing. The Hexi infantry who had long ago not wanted to fight anymore were even more frightened when they heard the shouts of killing from behind.
He pushed away the war horse in front of him, and continued to run wildly regardless of whether there was anyone on the horse or whether his own horse would be injured as a result.
Seeing that the Feilong Imperial Guards had chased their defeated soldiers and rushed to the front of their horses, the Hexi cavalrymen complained incessantly. As Gulitu's confidants, their equipment was extremely sophisticated. Each of them wore a suit of Mingguang armor, and the weapons in their hands were also standard.
With this outfit, if one were to gain speed on horseback, it would be enough to crush an enemy force ten times more than one's own into smithereens. But standing on the same spot and fighting with others, the weakness of the heavy armored cavalry would be exposed.
The Mingguang Armor, which was as tight as a tortoise shell, seriously limited the cavalry's range of movement. The eight-length long spear in his hand was also looking far away without caring about the near side. He managed to parry the enemy's first move. The opponent took a step forward and rushed forward.
When they reached the side of the horse, before Chang Shan could turn around, the bright sword light had already flashed by the legs. Between honor and thighs, the cavalry could only choose the latter. They took the initiative to leave the saddle, slid down sideways, and slipped into the stirrups.
Hiding. The flying dragon guards who rushed up were not willing to give them a chance to climb on the horse's back again, followed by another knife. If they could cut people, they would cut them. If they couldn't cut them, they would chop the horses. Blood would fly!
"Get away, get away, keep a distance, and come back to deal with them!" Seeing his cronies being chopped off the saddle one by one, Gulitu finally thought of a way to get out of the predicament. Leading by example, he quickly dialed
He turned the horse's head, knocked the horse's belly hard with his legs, and stabbed it left and right with his long spear.
"Ah——" The infantrymen of the Hexi Army who were fleeing near him were stabbed down one after another, and the screams could not be heard. Closing his eyes, Gulitu rode his horse and stepped over the corpses of his brothers, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
Since they have become the general's confidants, the heavy armored cavalry believe that life is far more valuable than that of ordinary soldiers. Following Gu Litu's example, they also waved their long spears, not to fight against the flying dragon guards who rushed up, but to stab at the horses near the war horses.
Paoze. Soon, all the people around him were killed. The Hexi elite cavalry turned their horses and evacuated quickly, stepping on the corpses of their brothers.
Without the cavalry standing in front of them, the retreat suddenly became unobstructed. The surviving Hexi infantry took off their feet and fled completely in an instant. The mad Wang Xun was unaware of the changes on the battlefield.
I followed one of them in hot pursuit and ran across two sand dunes in succession. Suddenly my feet gave way, my body stumbled forward a few steps, and I fell down in the gravel with a "plop".
The bloody world disappeared, and there was a yellow smoke in front of him. After the yellow smoke dispersed, there was a pale moon above his head, so close, so bright, and so cold. Wang Xun gave a low moan and struggled to stand up. He was halfway up.
, but suddenly there was no strength in his legs, and he fell straight down again.
Fang Ziling just ran up the sand dune. When he saw this scene, he was frightened to death. He dropped his weapon and rushed a few steps. He held Wang Xun's head with both hands and wailed loudly, "Wang Xiaowei, Wang Xiaowei! Come here,
Come, come, come, the captain is dead in battle!"
"You just died in the fucking battle!" An angry voice soon sounded in his arms. Wang Xun, whose face was covered with dirt, opened his eyes again, still covered with bloodshot eyes, but his eyes were no longer crazy.
"Why are you howling? Pull me up quickly. Brothers, stop the team. Stop the team quickly!"
"You, you're not dead?! You're not dead!" Fang Ziteng was startled and almost dropped Wang Xun's head to the ground. "The captain is not dead, the captain is not dead, don't come here. Don't come here."
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Hearing his first call for help, Lao Zheng, Lao Zhou and others, who were already out of breath from exhaustion, suddenly felt their hearts sinking. They no longer cared about chasing the enemy, dragged their weapons, turned around and ran towards Fang Ziteng.
.When the alarm was lifted, the nearby Feilong Imperial Guards and Minzhuang had all rushed over and stood in a large circle around Fang Ziteng and Wang Xun. Everyone's face was filled with joy.
Looking at the brothers who were constantly gathering around him, Wang Xun's already cold heart suddenly felt a surge of warmth. "What are you doing standing here stupidly? Why don't you run back quickly? Let someone carry the carriage, and you will be thirsty."
We will die of thirst!" He sniffed and shouted loudly. "Hurry, throw away your weapons and run back empty-handed!"
Empty-handed? All the guards looked at each other in shock at the captain's ridiculous order. Soon, they understood what Wang Xun meant. The cost of the Mo Dao was really high, but if the fresh water on the carriage was lost, everyone would lose their lives.
It's useless to keep the heavy Mo Dao! It's better to throw it in the desert first, run back to the camp lightly, and re-form a copper wall before the Hexi Army has the courage to turn around and fight again.
At that moment, Fang Ziling took the lead, and all the Feilong Imperial Guards dropped their weapons and began to run back. While running, they raised their heads and looked around to observe the movements of nearby enemy troops. Fortunately, even in the defeat just now, the Hexi Army was not able to close in time.
The team. After everyone ran inside the car wall, a dozen Hexi cavalry bravely came back and poked their heads out more than 500 paces away.
"Looking for death!" Having just won a battle, the Feilong guards became extremely bold. Someone immediately picked up weapons on the carriage and rushed towards the Hexi cavalry with them held high. Seeing this, the Hexi cavalry immediately turned their horses.
He fled far away, fearing that he would be caught up by the flying dragon guards on foot and chopped into pieces if he ran away a little slower.
"Hahahaha! Look like a bear!" All the guards and civilians roared with laughter, their faces full of contempt for the Hexi Army.
"If I had known this, I might as well have brought the weapons back with me! In disguise, I can hit several plow sticks!" Wei Feng, the leader of Minzhuang, still felt sorry for Mo Dao, who was abandoned on the sand dune not far away, and murmured in a low voice.
His appearance of sacrificing his life rather than his wealth aroused even more intense laughter. Although the losses of the Feilong Guards in this battle were not small, and the remaining ones were extremely exhausted; although the enemy troops only withdrew temporarily, they might come back at any time.
; But everyone is full of confidence. If you can defeat the enemy the first time, you can defeat the enemy a second time. Under the leadership of the crazy captain, everything is possible.
Amidst the noise, Wang Xun's figure looked extremely lonely. He had won a battle in a daze, but he was not happy at all. In his memory, the Tang border army did not look like this. Zhou Laohu, Su Shenxing,
Zhao Huaixu and Li Yuanqin are all well-known men. They will not pretend to be bandits and rob houses in the desert like Gu Litu, nor will they be like other Hexi soldiers who collapse when encountering strong forces without even a trace of military honor.
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Even the Hexi Army should not be so weak. When Wang Zhongsi was the commander-in-chief, he once led the Hexi soldiers to defeat Tubo first and then Tuyuhun. In the third year of Tianbao, they marched straight into the desert and defeated Apodagan and other ten troops on the left side of the rear Turks.
Part one. Kill the king, capture his wife, and thoroughly plow the court and clear out his holes. It has been less than ten years since Wang Zhongsi passed away, but the Hexi Army that used to be a powerful fortress has turned into a piece of shit.
