There were not many spears thrown from the other end of the street, only twenty or thirty, but they directly knocked down the six horses rushing in the front row. Yiluohe who followed instinctively wanted to deflect his mounts to avoid throwing them away from him just now.
The companions who fell from the horse were trampled to pieces. With the riding skills they had practiced on horseback since childhood, they should have done this without any effort. Unfortunately, this was not a plain, and the private houses on both sides of the road severely restricted the horses.
There was no room for them to move. Two of them, together with their mounts, collided directly with the stone piles tied to the animals on the roadside and fainted. The others stumbled and controlled their mounts, but they also completely lost their forward speed.
At the time of boarding, everything in Yiluohe was in chaos. It was not just a few partners and a few war horses that were damaged, but the long-term belief. From the moment you set off from Yuyang, the battle will be won and the attack will be conquered.
It has become a habit, but no one expected that they would stumble in front of a bunch of sheep-like people.
Just as they were dizzy, the "sheep" on the opposite side stepped back one after another, revealing three wheelbarrows side by side. Each wheelbarrow was filled with golden wheat straw. Someone quickly threw a torch onto the wheelbarrow, and a few wisps of bright red flames appeared.
It rises vertically from the golden wheat straw, mixed with light blue smoke, and leaps high into the air.
It is natural for livestock to be afraid of fire, and even the most well-trained war horses are no exception. Several horses that were closer to the fire immediately turned around and backed up. No matter how hard the Yiluohe men on their backs tried to rein in, they could no longer be forced to move toward the fire.
First half step.
"Shoot them to death, shoot them to death!" Someone shouted in Khitan. Immediately, Yiluohe, who was in the front row, took off his riding bow from the side of the saddle and prepared to retaliate against the despicable people. Before they could wait for them
Pulling out the bow string, behind the fire on the opposite side, there suddenly came a crisp sound, "Boom boom, boom boom, boom boom, boom boom..." Several bright white light spots penetrated the flames, bringing with them
A trace of residual warmth penetrated the breastplate covered with oil, and penetrated the skin, muscles and ribs behind the breastplate.
It's a crossbow! Five Yiluohe and seven horses paid the price of their lives to prove the opponent's weapon to their companions. It is Fubo General's crossbow specially used by the Tang Dynasty cavalry! The number one weapon in cavalry warfare! A direct descendant of Ge Shuhan's command
It is equipped with a lot of equipment. The Yiluohe people once experienced its power outside Tongguan City. No one expected that they would meet it again in a small and small county with a small bullet!
No matter in terms of armor-breaking ability or effective range, the cavalry bows in the hands of Yiluohe cannot be compared with General Fubo's crossbow. What's more, they are still separated by three dazzling flames at this moment, and they cannot aim carefully at all.
However, the opponent took full advantage of the narrow and straight characteristics of the streets and fired crossbows one after another. Each round would take away the lives of two or three people or two or three horses.
Fortunately, the number of General Fubo's crossbows in the hands of this group of people was not large. Otherwise, Yiluohe and the others would have been crushed by the crossbows before they could actually fight with the enemy. Even so, they did not dare to continue the straight-line attack and moved to one side in disorder.
He strode back while looking left and right, trying to find alleys on both sides of the street that could be used to detour.
"Don't enter the alley! Be careful of ambush!" Captain Solu was dragged out from under the horse's belly by two soldiers, shaking his bloody nose and shouting loudly. The opponent must have other tricks. With many years of experience in battle, he keenly
I smelled a conspiracy. "Turn around, turn around, and rush back along the street. Leave the city first, and then find a way to come back for revenge!"
Before he finished speaking, someone from the opposite side suddenly shouted: "Do it!" In an instant, two groups of jumping firebirds emitted green smoke from the street and courtyard wall, flew up from behind the doors and windows, and landed at the feet of the war horses, fluttering their wings.
Dancing wildly. The poor beast was so frightened that it spread its hooves and jumped wildly, shaking the owner on its back. Before the Yiluohe people could figure out what happened, the second wave of fire
The bird happily jumped under the horse's belly again, splashing and rolling, creating a smell of burnt hair.
In the third wave and the fourth wave, several groups of firebirds rose and fell one after another, dancing gracefully. In just a few clicks, at least more than one hundred and seventy torches fell down on the main street of Liquan City, which was not a wide one. Each one fell down.
The torches were smeared with grease, making the bluestone pavement creak loudly. The horses of the Yiluo River completely lost control, roaring loudly, throwing off the owners on their backs, and crashing around. Some of them crashed directly into the road facing the street.
house, smashing the furniture inside to pieces. Some of them hit the earth wall with their noses bleeding, and fell to the ground. Most of them turned around and fled away from the fire, regardless of whether their owners had jumped safely.
Luo. Several Yiluohe, whose feet were stuck in the stirrups, screamed and were dragged by their horses across the long street, leaving several thick blood stains on the green street stones.
"Don't panic, don't panic! Get off your horse, get off your horse, form a team, form a team, let's get out, get out together!" Captain Solu broke free from the support of his soldiers, brandishing a picked up mace, shouting hoarsely. His weapon
I don’t know where it was thrown, and the leather helmet was also thrown away, revealing three short braids on the back of the head. One of them was affected by the torch, half of it was burned, and it was rolled softly beside the ears, like
A ball of dried cow dung.
The Yiluohe people who were still able to move around picked up weapons from the ground, and while picking up the torches, stones and bricks that flew from the courtyard facing the street, they moved closer to their captain. It was no longer possible to kill everyone. What would everyone do today?
It has become a problem to be able to escape alive and bring in a few rescue soldiers.
As they expected, two groups of people quickly emerged from the courtyards and shops facing the street. Some were holding spears in both hands, some were carrying horizontal knives, and some couldn't even find any decent weapons, just carrying swords.
A door latch, a scale beam or a rolling pin. But everyone's eyes were full of hatred.
"Don't let anyone go!" A short man wearing a dark red cloak shouted loudly. He waved his knife horizontally and chopped into two pieces a Yiluohe who was lying on the roadside.
"Avenge the villagers!" "Blood debt must be tasted!" the people responded loudly, chasing after the Yiluohe people one after another. The speed was not fast, but the indomitable fierceness in their bodies made the Yiluohe people lack the courage.
Stop and engage in battle.
Are these the same people who surrendered before opening the city? How did they become so brave in a blink of an eye? If they really had the courage to fight, why did they take the initiative to open the city gate before?
Everyone who was still alive in Yiluohe was at a loss. No one could figure out what was the reason that caused a group of sheep that were waiting to be killed to suddenly turn into tigers. The only thing that was clear was that if everyone didn't leave, it would be too late.
.So without waiting for Solu's order, he spread his legs and ran towards the road he came from.
The villagers yelled and cursed loudly, waving various weapons and chasing after them from behind. Several Yiluohe, who had suffered slight injuries on their legs, knew that there was no hope of escape, so they roared and turned around to intercept. With their skillful martial arts, they cut down more than a dozen rushers.
Minzhuang came over and was submerged among kitchen knives, door bolts and rolling pins.
Minzhuang's team was only delayed for a very short moment. Soon, under the organization of Dark Red Cloak, they resumed the pursuit of Kou Qiu. The laggard Yiluohe was chopped into meat paste, and his leg was broken after falling off his horse.
Yiluohe, who was unable to get up and escape, was also beheaded by another group of Minzhuang who came around from behind the fire. The two groups of Minzhuang quickly merged together, and the momentum became stronger, and they followed the people who were running desperately.
Behind him, he followed closely.
Along the way, people kept rushing out from the depths of the alley to join the pursuers. Some were carrying kitchen knives or holding iron bars. No one could figure out where they were hiding just now? No one could figure out where they were now.
Where did the courage come from? A few brave people actually blocked the front of Yiluohe, grabbed bricks and tiles, and slashed at their heads. The Yiluohe people were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, but they did not dare to
Stop and fight back, lest you delay for a moment and be swallowed by the rolling torrent behind you.
They had completely become homeless dogs, and had no choice but to tuck their tails and run away. Unfortunately, this shameless request became a luxury. Before they could escape the main entrance of the county government office, there was a sudden burst of sound on the official road in front of them.
The rapid sound of horse hooves. Fourteen Tang soldiers, armed to the teeth, under the command of a general, formed a sharp arrow-shaped formation and stabbed them head-on!
"Get out of the way!" Colonel Solu shouted. As a veteran of Yiluohe, he knew the power of the cavalry when they gained speed. However, the panicked crowd of people running for their lives was no longer under his control. More than thirty people were there.
The team, like a group of crazy wild boars, rolled towards the cavalry's hooves.
"Poof!" Blood splattered. The fleeing Yiluohe team was smashed to pieces by the cavalry without any suspense. A dozen people in the center didn't even have time to shout, and they were trampled by the horses to break their bones and muscles. They ran on both sides of the team.
The situation in Yiluohe was slightly better. Half of it was knocked over by a horizontal knife, and the other half fell into the ditch on the roadside, and it was at a loss.
"Kill, leave no one alive!" Wan Qiyuxiao led a group of mounts and came back to kill. Prepared vs. unprepared, cavalry vs. infantry, it would be a shame if the opponent was allowed to have a chance to escape. Everyone
The guard of the East Palace banged his legs against the golden stirrups, swung his arms and leaned over, placing the horizontal knife on the side of the horse, galloping in the shape of a wild goose's wing. The sharp blade wiped across the Yiluo River in the ditch, bringing up a string of blood mist.
Captain Solu fell into the ditch at the last moment when the knife struck his body. The sharp blade grazed his scalp, and two braids flew away. The next moment, he stood up from the ditch with his hair disheveled.
He stood up, his face covered with mud, and kept waving his hands: "You are not a strong people, no! You use this method to win, I will not accept it, I will not accept it!"
"Which one wants you to submit?!" Wan Qi Yu Xie jumped off the horse and came forward with a horizontal knife. He was about to give Solu a final blow. After thinking about it, he put the knife down again and turned to Wang Xun for instructions.
, "General, please spare his life?"
"Don't ask me, ask them!" Wang Xun shook his head and handed over the decision-making power to the surrounding people and Minzhuang, his eyes filled with gratitude.
