The rustling wind, the thunderous sound of horse hooves, the furious roar of the Turkic cavalry...
Suddenly they all disappeared.
At that moment when the sky lights up strangely, the whole world seems to be in a state of stillness.
A ball of fire lit up in the center of the camp...
It illuminated the entire camp and the Turkic cavalry in the camp. The fire seemed to be pulled by a strange force, shrinking to the center, and then rapidly expanding in all directions, dazzling!
Immediately afterwards, there was an earth-shattering explosion, the ground shook, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked!
A fully-charged "Sky Thunder" buried in the military tent of the camp was ignited by the fuse buried underground, erupting with devastating energy! The violent airflow was mixed with prefabricated fragments and many messy things.
The object was swept away by this wild energy and shot wildly in all directions. The violent shock wave and powerful kinetic energy swept through everything in front of it like an erupting flash flood!
In the face of this violent force, the Turkic people's fierce bodies were like fallen leaves in the strong wind, like grass clippings in the flood, being swept and torn to pieces!
Then, the second one, the third one, the fourth one...
Fang Jun used all the black gunpowder he carried during the Western Expedition in this sniper attack, vowing to give the Turks an unforgettable nightmare and let these cold-blooded beasts, who only know how to survive but not benevolence, suffer a devastating blow.
Strike!
Violent explosions rang out one after another within the camp, and balls of fire shot into the sky. In the light of the fire, the Turks screamed and wailed, and they were blown to pieces like puppets and straw men, and their severed limbs and arms were thrown around...
Those pioneers who rushed through the camp escaped this sudden misfortune, but were frightened by the explosion behind them. Some of them stopped their horses and stayed in place, stupidly looking back at the hellish camp, their own
The companions were blown away by the shock wave and shot by scattered fragments. In the light of the sky, the eagle on the grassland howled in pain, with broken arms and wings...
Some particularly ferocious ones were so stimulated by the tragic scene behind them that they went crazy. They stabbed their horses in the buttocks with their scimitars. The horses neighed miserably, bursting out their final potential and charging fiercely towards the formation of the Shenji Battalion!
This time it was not the Puchang Sea. There were a thousand Turkic cavalry that time, but less than two hundred rushed to the front of the formation. This time, more than a thousand cavalry crossed the camp.
There were too many Turkic cavalry in this raid, definitely more than three thousand!
The crossbowmen of the Shenji Battalion fired three rounds of crossbows in succession, causing a large piece of enemy cavalry to fall down like wheat. The grenadiers ignited the remaining "earth-shaking thunder" and threw it fiercely into the enemy's formation, with flames soaring into the sky.
Thunder exploded, but the Turkic cavalry also became fierce. They didn't care about their dead comrades at all. They just roared with red eyes and charged over like a tidal wave, like a flood that broke a bank. With a "boom", they hit the forest.
Above the spear array!
Splashing with blood-red waves! The Turkic cavalry charging in the front looked like they were committing suicide, and their men and horses were pierced by the sharp spears. The ones behind did not pause, stepped on the corpses of their companions, and jumped into the formation of the Shenji Battalion.
It’s a life-threatening strategy!
Fang Jun's eyes were about to burst and he shouted: "Hold on!"
He really didn't expect that the Turks would be so desperate when they attacked!
The spearmen in the front row were body-attacked by the first wave of charging Turkic cavalry, as if filling a trench with their flesh and blood. The following Turkic cavalry stepped on the corpses of their companions and jumped into the Shenji camp.
With the huge momentum of both men and horses, several Tang troops could be knocked away in one fell swoop. Those who were hit all spat out blood and suffered broken bones and tendons. Even if they were not killed on the spot, they had completely lost their combat effectiveness.
These Turkic warriors who rushed into the battle formation had high noses and deep eyes, curly hair, slender faces, beards, and red eyes. They rushed into the Tang army's formation and wildly waved their scimitars, slashing and killing.
!
They are the kings of the grassland, crossing the Great Wall, cutting the necks of countless Han people with the scimitars in their hands. At this time, facing the Tang army, their ferocity broke out, and their fighting power was astonishing!
Fang Jun's eyes were filled with blood. He watched these Turkic soldiers rush into the formation and kill them violently. He suddenly clenched the horizontal knife in his hand and rushed out with a single step, shouting: "Kill!"
Xi Junmai has been guarding Fang Jun tightly. His mission is to ensure Fang Jun's safety. At this time, Fang Jun rushed forward without paying attention. He was so frightened that he screamed and followed closely with a horizontal knife.
Then he rushed forward!
Fang Jun's horizontal sword slashed hard, cutting off the entire arm of a Turkic soldier. When he let out a desperate cry, Fang Jun's horizontal sword swung violently, and the sharp blade severely cut off his neck.
, the miserable screams stopped suddenly, and a big head was cut off by Fang Jun with a knife, and blood spurted out like a fountain, all over Fang Jun.
Fang Jun didn't care at all. He tightened the sword in his hand, stepped forward, and rushed towards another Turkic soldier who entered the formation on a prancing horse. The sword went from bottom to top and stabbed into the Turkic soldier's ribs. With a twist of his wrist,
The horizontal knife twisted the Turkic soldier's internal organs, and then quickly pulled it out, bringing out a pool of blood. The Turkic soldier fell from his horse and died!
Seeing the general's great power, which greatly boosted the morale of the Shenji battalion, the sword and shield bearers responsible for protecting the spearmen pushed out from the spearmen's side, and in groups of three or two, they surrounded the Turkic soldiers who rushed into the formation and killed them.
At this time, the spearmen in the front row still pulled out the spears from the bodies of the dead Turkic cavalry, adjusted their formation, and once again stood the spears sideways. The cold tips of the hair reflected the firelight, blocking the next wave of impact of the Turkic cavalry.
Outside the array!
This wave of charges directly reduced the number of spearmen by one-third. Fortunately, once a spearman was killed, the sword and shield men around him immediately abandoned their swords and shields and went to fill their positions, so that the entire array did not suffer too much.
flaw.
The casualties of the Turkic cavalry were also extremely heavy. The remaining ones lost their speed advantage and it was already difficult to attack the Shenji Battalion's array. They could only keep wandering around the periphery, finding gaps in the array, and then rushed up to chop them.
Kill for a while.
Fang Jun saw and contained the momentum of the Turkic cavalry's attack. He was determined and shouted: "Everyone, move forward!"
"promise!"
The Shenji Battalion responded neatly, with great momentum. They all stood up, and the entire array began to move forward slowly. As soon as they saw the impact of the Turkic cavalry organization, they immediately stopped, and the spearmen, swordsmen, and shieldmen in the front row cooperated.
, to resist the impact outside the array, and never give the Turkic cavalry a chance to rush into the array.
At the same time, the crossbowmen behind the swordsmen and shieldmen began to fire freely, like locust crossbow arrows flying wildly in the night sky, harvesting the lives of the Turkic cavalry bit by bit.
Without the power of the cavalry attack, the Turkic cavalry were like toothless wolves, unable to make waves anymore. Facing the crossbows and precise shooting of the Tang army, the Turkic cavalry screamed and fell from their horses one after another.
Sora was full of bravery, but he was slaughtered like prey!
Finally, when the remaining Turkic cavalry were pushed into the sea of fire in the camp, they were unable to retreat and their morale was extremely low. They finally collapsed completely and fled in all directions...
Fang Jun quickly raised his arms high and signaled the soldiers who wanted to pursue to close their formation. What's the point of chasing the bandits at the end of the road? What's more, in this land outside the Great Wall, no one can catch up with the Turkic cavalry who are bent on death...
The entire camp was engulfed in flames, thick smoke was everywhere, and there was no longer a complete tent.
The corpses of the Turkic cavalry were densely packed inside the camp. The power of black gunpowder was limited, and few of them were directly killed. They were all shot into the body by the prefabricated fragments of the "Zhentian Lei", resulting in the loss of combat effectiveness. These fragments caused damage to the human body.
Due to the sanitary conditions of this era, although many Turkic cavalrymen had not yet died, they were still more uncomfortable than death. After all, they had to suffer painful torture before dying.
Without Fang Jun's orders, the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion automatically disbanded the array. Some of them helped the medical officers of the sick and wounded battalion of the rear army to treat their injured comrades, and some of them worked in groups of three to five to conduct a blanket inspection of the entire camp. Those who were seriously injured and could not be treated were directly
All the lightly injured were killed and gathered together to wait for the fate of the marquis.
Of course, the final fate of these people is very likely to be buried alive by their own black-faced prince, which would actually be more uncomfortable than death now...
Fang Jun let out a long breath and felt a sense of exhaustion. He realized that his armor and clothes were already soaked. He didn't know if it was his own sweat or the enemy's blood. His body was always wet and sticky, and a gust of cold wind blew, shaking the spirits.
Get a shiver.
Deep down in my heart, there was not much joy in annihilating a powerful enemy. What followed was deep sadness and helplessness.
I wanted to avenge those dead brothers, and now I got my revenge. I almost wiped out this group of 3,000 Turkic cavalry, but more brothers died.
Is this considered revenge, or is it a deeper enmity?