"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo for of of of of" "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...
All the flying dragon guards who had not yet died in the battle each held a war horse and stood silently behind the wall of the carriage, with the morning light shining on their helmets.
With seventy remaining soldiers facing off against six hundred enemy troops, even if they were victorious, many brothers were destined to never see the sun again this morning. However, no one used serious injuries as an excuse to escape.
They are a group of proud young people, a group of young tigers and leopards. Even if their bodies are covered with wounds, they cannot lower their noble heads and seek protection from wild dogs.
Hexi officials and thieves were approaching, a hundred steps, ninety steps, eighty steps, but the carriage wall remained motionless.
The Hexi official thieves continued to approach, eighty steps, seventy steps, sixty steps, but the carriage wall remained motionless.
The dragon-like horn sound became the only sound behind the car wall. There was no angry roar or timid cry. They just stood quietly, standing, waiting for the last moment to arrive.
The sudden burst of silence on the battlefield made all the Hexi officials and thieves feel very uneasy. I don't know who was taking the lead, and shouts rang out from the fish scale formation. "Ah - ah ah - ah ah" "Ah - ah ah"
Ah--ahhhh" "Ah--ahhhh--ahhhh"
"Ah - ah ah - ah ah ah"
The car wall remained motionless.
Everyone, from the Feilong Imperial Guard to Min Zhuang, clenched their weapons tightly, their knuckles turned white by the cold wind.
Before the enemy launched an attack, all the carriages surrounding the camp had been unloaded. As soon as the enemy entered the appropriate range, the gang leader Zhao Huaizhong would light all the swarms in front of the camp. Then Min Zhuang was responsible for pushing away the carriages, and Feilong
The guards immediately jumped on their mounts, rushed out of the camp, and caught the enemy by surprise. When they cut into the center of the enemy's formation, Wei Feng and Zhu Wuyi led Minzhuang to outflank and rush up from both wings, launching a final blow to the wolves.
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Wang Xun's arrangement was very simple. Without any actual combat experience, he could not think of any clever strategies to defeat the enemy. Fortunately, Gulitu on the opposite side was also mediocre in arranging troops. Ge Shuhan paid too much attention to his fellow clan members.
In just a few years, the Turks in the Hexi Army were brought to key positions like reeds jointed by their blood connections, but their ability to lead troops in battles could not be improved as quickly as their official positions. These descendants of Canglang are very important to them.
The understanding of combat is still at the level of "when ants gather together and wolves emerge, they are brave and fearless of death", which is completely different from those veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles.
At fifty or forty steps, the movement speed of the Fish Scale Formation suddenly accelerated. From behind the wall of the carriage, rows of crossbow arrows were shot out, hitting the shield like rain on banana trees.
Crossbow arrows continued to pierce through the gaps in the shields, shooting through the Hexi official thieves hiding behind. The injured fell to the ground rolling and wailing, but no one of the uninjured soldiers dared to stop and help. Gu Litu and his relatives
The soldier was walking in the last row of the fish scale formation. When he saw someone hesitant to move forward, he couldn't help but stab him in the pocket.
Since retreating is death and stopping is death, moving forward may be the only way to live. While howling, the officials and thieves moved their legs. Thirty steps, twenty-nine, twenty-eight. Close, close, close
People behind the camp could see their eyes clearly. Suddenly, Zhao Huaizhong grinned, thrust the torch in his hand downwards, and hit the medicine twisters tied together.
More than a dozen fiery snakes scurried forward. All the flying dragon guards raised their hands at the same time and used a piece of black cloth to block the eyes of the mount beside them. That thing called "a swarm of bees" was presented to and made by the alchemy Taoist priest on Zhongnan Mountain.
The supervisor has just mastered its manufacturing skills, and its performance is very unstable. Except for a few Feilong guards who are close to the water tower and are lucky enough to witness its test firing effect, other military towns have never seen the real thing. I don’t know which official in the Ministry of War is dizzy this time.
, actually allocated these weapons for city defense to the four towns of Anxi as offensive weapons.
The Hexi official thieves on the opposite side were also stunned by the sudden appearance of the fire snakes, and the rhythm of the attack stagnated slightly. At this moment, thousands of fire snakes emerged from the large black boxes placed outside the camp.
It jumped out, up, down, left and right, dragging its long tail, and penetrated everywhere.
"Demon magic!" A cry of fear immediately sounded from behind the fish scale formation. Battle flags, cloaks, helmets, and everything that could be set on fire basically emitted thick smoke. The dozen or so people who rushed to the front
The soldiers dropped their shields, turned around and ran wildly.
The fire snakes chased after them from behind and bit their leather armors. The intense fear caused them to fall down in the desert and roll back and forth. Amidst the screams, the smell of barbecue instantly spread to everyone's nostrils. More Hexi soldiers were left behind.
Weapons, scattered in all directions.
"Stop, everyone, stop!" Gu Litu was furious. He raised his sword and slashed wildly, trying to prevent the spread of panic. Standing at the end of the team, he could see clearly that the strange boxes with flaming snakes quickly dimmed.
.Thousands of rockets flying into the sky, although they are powerful, the actual damage caused is not as good as a wave of spears. But no one is willing to listen to him. The officials and thieves who usually pretend to be gods and ghosts have lost their fear of ghosts and gods.
It is imprinted in the deepest part of my heart. When I see something unfamiliar to me, I instinctively turn to black magic.
"Retreat, everyone retreat down together! Keep the queue!" With no choice but to retreat, Gu Litu had to retreat and settle for the next best thing. Even if he lost this time, his own number was still more than twice that of the enemy. If he couldn't break this hard nut, he would give up.
He had the face to ask for help from other Hexi battalions stationed nearby. I believe that except for Gao Manzi who guarded Yangguan Fortress, other generals would not dare not give him this face.
A fierce sound of horse hooves crushed his dream.
Behind the smoke, the flying dragon guards rushed out on horseback, with flat ends in their hands, and their horses' hooves raised a cloud of golden dust.
Wang Xun rushed to the front of the team. He held a long spear with both hands and hung a chain hammer that had just been picked up by Fang Ziteng under the saddle. The sand was very soft and the horse could not pick up speed, but he had already dealt with the chaotic Hexi official thieves.
enough.
The first victim who stood in front of Wang Xun's horse was a Uighur man with a curly beard. Seeing the Changshan attack, he actually forgot to dodge, and was instantly pierced through the chest by the Changshan. The best craftsman in the Tang Dynasty used
The long spear made of the finest materials quickly bent into an arc under the reaction force of the impact. Immediately, the body of the spear straightened with a "pop" sound, lifting the injured person off the ground, and throwing him more than two feet away with the help of inertia.
High, screaming and passing over the heads of other Hexi soldiers.
"Bang——" "Bang——" "Bang——" The dull crashing sounds are endless. The team is facing Ziling, and the team leader Zhou Deshu protects Wang Xun's left and right, forming a sharp blade. The other flying dragon guards follow closely behind,
Pierce into the enemy's formation and drive straight in.
The fish scale formation that had long been incomplete collapsed quickly, and the Hexi soldiers retreated one after another. However, some veterans with rich combat experience began to react correctly. They crowded together back to back, and three or five people gathered into a small group. Then they responded to each other, and slowly
converge with each other.
If they were allowed to gather together, everyone would lose all their previous efforts. Wang Xun turned his horse's head and pounced on him, using his long spear to disperse a group of opponents. This was a very fatal mistake. The brothers behind him followed him and turned their horses' heads and pounced.
The already unfavorable horse speed slowed to a minimum in an instant as the battle group gathered together. Some of the guards even had to stop to avoid accidentally injuring their own robes.
"Come on! Master Geshu is watching!" Seeing an opportunity, a burly Hexi military captain raised his weapon and rushed towards the Feilong guard closest to him. One of the two sides was on foot, the other on horseback. There was a huge gap in flexibility.
Soon, the Feilong guard had to jump off his mount and use his sword to fight with the Hexi captain. Several Hexi soldiers who were cornered took the opportunity to counterattack, trapping the Feilong guard in the middle, and chopped him to pieces with their swords.
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"Come on, don't embarrass Mr. Geshu!" Captain Hexi continued to shout, trying to summon more of his comrades. Zheng, the elder of the Feilong Guards, was the closest to him and had to lead several brothers to call him.
The horses fought. In terms of skill, the guards had the upper hand. In terms of combat experience, the Hexi soldiers were slightly better. The two sides soon became entangled and inseparable. The horses fell to the ground one after another, and the Feilong guards jumped off their injured mounts.
, fighting on foot. A Hexi soldier was slashed by Lao Zheng with a horizontal knife, and the wound was split from the shoulder to the hip bone. Before dying, the man suddenly became violent, screamed strangely and fell down, hugging Lao Zheng tightly.
legs.
Gang Elder Zheng turned the blade and cut off the desperate man's neck. At this moment, a cold light struck from the side and penetrated into his ribs. "Uh!" Gang Elder Zheng stared with disbelief on his face. Slowly, he
He took a few steps back and stabbed his side with the horizontal knife. He stood there with his face to the east, knelt down and refused to close his eyes.
"Old Zheng!" Zhao Huaizhong, the leader of the group who came last, saw this scene clearly. He mobilized his war horses and charged at the murderer. He used his long spear to challenge the murderer, and then he was trapped in a tight siege. Five Hexi
The soldiers stared at him at the same time, running back and forth around the mount. Zhao Huaizhong blocked the left and right, and was in a hurry. Due to an oversight, the mount was hit by the enemy in the crotch, and fell down with a cry. Before his feet were pressed, he jumped out of the stirrups.
He jumped away and swung his sword towards the enemy closest to him. When he raised his hand, the sword fell. The sharp horizontal knife cut into the opponent's collarbone and penetrated several inches. The opponent was killed immediately, and the horizontal knife was stuck in the body and could not be pulled out.
Zhao Huaizhong jumped back quickly, dodging the swords that were slashing at him alternately. Then he lowered his head, picked up a shield thrown away by an unknown person from the sand, swung it around and smashed it around.
An enemy soldier had his nose flattened by him, and he screamed and retreated. Another enemy soldier rushed forward, was knocked unconscious by the shield, and fell down. Zhao Huaizhong snatched a horizontal knife from the man's hand and continued shouting and fighting. The third
One enemy soldier was killed by his sword, and the fourth one had his arm cut off. Then, he was struck from behind with a horizontal knife, causing a wound more than two feet long.
The strength quickly escaped from his body. Zhao Huaizhong turned around and looked at the Hexi soldier who sneaked up on him from behind. The other party was also a Tang man, about the same age as him, and his black eyes were also full of fear. When he saw Zhao Huaizhong, he turned around
When he turned around, he was so frightened that he quickly backed away, tripped over the corpse, and fell onto his back.
As long as he swung the knife one more time, he could avenge himself. Zhao Huaizhong suddenly gave up this plan. Before the blood dried up, he also stabbed the horizontal knife into the desert, facing the direction of the rising sun, and slowly
Kneel down, rest your body on the sword, and stay still.
He is a native of Chang'an. Six months ago, with his extraordinary ability, he stood out from tens of thousands of candidates and became a flying dragon guard.
Feilong imperial guards, minions of the emperor.
Now, the senile emperor in Chang'an has abandoned them. But they can't forget to abandon their hometown.
Wei Feng and Zhu Wuyi each brought more than a hundred people from both wings to join the battle group.
Overjoyed, Gu Li tried to regain his strength and led his cronies to fight back.
The enemy and we are mixed together, I am among you, and you are among me.
People kept screaming and falling down, and people kept stepping on the pool of blood in the paoze and throwing themselves into the battlefield. Except for the first group of people to escape, both the enemy and us had forgotten their original intentions. They just carried weapons and kept slashing, no matter what.
If you keep stabbing on the ground, either you will die or I will die.
In the melee, the war horses had completely become a burden. All the flying dragon guards jumped off their mounts and waved their weapons to fight on their own. In terms of numbers, they were far outnumbered by their opponents. Although the civilians had arrived, they were isolated on the outside of the battlefield.
, unable to provide the most direct support. Wang Xun, Fang Ziling, and Lao Zhou tried several times to reintegrate the guards under their command into a whole, but failed several times due to the deliberate obstruction of the enemy.
"The God of Immortality bless the Turks!" Seeing that his brothers were about to engulf the Feilong Guards with their rich fighting experience, Gulitu burst into laughter with excitement. "Kill all these idiots! The Wolf God is watching from Tianshan Mountain!
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"Kill, kill, kill!" The Hexi soldiers, aroused by the blood light, howled in unison, like a group of wild beasts that had not seen the taste of meat for a long time.
"I'll kill you first!" Following the cry, Wang Xun finally found his target today. He abandoned his rival and turned around to pounce on Gulitu.
"The God of Immortality bless the Turks!"
"For General Geshu!"
The soldiers from Hexi were going crazy and stood in front of him, rushing forward and backward.
Respect ghosts and gods and stay away. Wang Xun didn't know who he was fighting for. He was framed by powerful ministers, abandoned by his superiors, and hunted by the Hexi Army. Their group of guards had long become useless. Gu Litu and others
The reason for insisting on fighting is for Ge Shuhan, for Changshengtian, and for the wolf god in the hearts of the Turks. What are you all doing for?
Wang Xun had no answer in his heart. However, if we don't fight, everyone will die. "For ourselves!" In the harsh noise, he finally made his own voice. "For ourselves, brothers, kill!
"Tears suddenly flowed out of his eyes, leaving two clear marks on his face, which was full of blood.
"For our own sake, kill!" Fang Ziteng followed Wang Xun without losing an inch. Lao Zhou stopped and blocked the enemy troops coming from the side. Several flying dragon guards stepped forward desperately and used their bodies to block Wang Xun's path.
Channel of attack.
With no court and no object of allegiance, they had become a group of outcasts the moment they left Chang'an.
From today on, they only fight for themselves.
In order to allow the souls of the dead to return to their hometown.
In order for the living people to no longer bear the shame.
"Go to hell!" Wang Xun swung his hammer and smashed the head of a Hexi soldier standing in front of him.
"Die!" Knocking away a horizontal knife coming from the side, he strode past and ignored the helpless opponent. Fang Ziteng stepped forward and slashed at the enemy who had lost his weapon. Then without looking at the effect,
Continue to follow Wang Xun's footsteps.
"Die, die!" More flying dragon guards gathered and followed Wang Xun again. Like a re-tempered sharp blade, they plunged straight into the heart of the enemy.