The dead soldier carrying "four mink furs" turned out to be a master, and his figure kept intersecting with Shangguan Hu. If he released his arrows rashly, it would be easy to accidentally injure Shangguan Hu. In addition, what made the soldiers even more uncomfortable was that,
The enemy general with four mink furs on his brocade hat did not affect the movement of the dead soldier. His whole body seemed to have no weight at all, rising and falling with the beating of the dead soldier beneath him.
"Damn it, who are you, and where is the dog thief Xue Qiluo now! Tell me, and I will spare your life!" At this moment, Shangguan Hu also knew that he had been fooled by Jin Chan's escape plan. His eyes were red with anger, and he waved
He pointed his sword at the dead man and asked endless questions.
"Idiot, would you tell the enemy if it were you?" The dead soldier was the commander of Xue Qiluo's personal soldiers. At this time, he responded with a sneer. Because of the excessive body movements, straws kept falling from behind.
Shangguan Hu was angry and anxious, and continued to slash with his sword. His opponent had already disregarded his life and death, waving his steel knife, trying to trade his life with him. For a while, the two sides actually stood in an inseparable position. In vain, more people were killed.
The troops broke up and fled quickly from both sides of the mountain road without any interference from the feather arrows.
However, this person only took more than thirty moves before he was chopped down by Shangguan Hu. The "Cicada Slough" used by the latter also showed its prototype. It turned out to be a pre-made straw man, wearing Xue Qiluo's clothes.
robes.
"Keep chasing!" Shangguan Hu was so furious that he chopped the four mink tails into eight pieces with his sword and continued to kill the enemy along the mountain road.
More than 50 soldiers were sweating profusely from running, but they carried out Shangguan Hu's orders without hesitation. Shangguan Hu himself took the lead and held on to the defeated soldiers, chasing them and cutting them down with his sword.
Enemies that stand in your way.
He forced more than a dozen of Xue Yantuo's defeated troops to jump over the wall, shouting and turning to fight. Shangguan Hu rushed over with his sword and chopped wildly, leaving no one behind him to defeat the enemy. The soldiers who were following him also rushed forward and started to attack.
He fought hard to kill the surrounding broken soldiers. In the blink of an eye, another group of broken soldiers were all hacked to death, and their blood flowed all over the ground along the mountain road.
Shangguan Hu picked up his machete and continued to chase the defeated troops. At another dangerous point, he encountered more than a hundred enemy troops. After a slight hesitation, he rushed into the enemy ranks like a mad tiger.
Shangguan Hu, whose eyes were red from the killing, led more than fifty soldiers and ran rampant among Xue Yantuo's defeated troops. While slashing, he shouted loudly, "Only kill the first culprit, surrender and avoid death!"
"Only kill the first culprit, surrender and avoid death!"
"Only kill the first culprit, surrender and avoid death!"
The soldiers also shouted. The last four words came at the right time. Facing the ferocious Shangguan Hu and his soldiers, the hundreds of soldiers of Xue Yantuo who were blocked on the mountain road thought they were defeated.
The Sui troops had already caught up. They completely lost their fighting spirit, threw away their weapons, and fell to their knees one after another.
"Where's Xue Qiluo? Who has seen your little chief Xue Qiluo?" Shangguan Hu was killing so much that he couldn't get enough of it. He was carrying a bloody machete and shuttled among the surrenders. When he saw the ones with slightly neater clothes, he killed them.
He pressed the knife horizontally on the opponent's neck and asked loudly.
The first defeated soldier shook his head and refused to answer, and his throat was cut by him on the spot. The second and third defeated soldiers who had surrendered replied that they did not know, and were executed by him one by one. Seeing him, he ran towards the fourth soldier again.
Unlucky guy, among the defeated soldiers who had surrendered, someone finally couldn't bear the pressure, opened his voice, and cried loudly: "The little chief was protected by hundreds of tent soldiers and rushed over beforehand."
"Damn it, why didn't you tell me earlier!" Shangguan Hu cursed, dropped the prisoners in his hands, and rushed forward again. More than ten of the more than fifty soldiers were injured, and the rest were already exhausted.
.However, since they were private soldiers, they had no choice but to chase after them.
The clouds were thick, snowflakes were flying, and the night was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.
"Kill!" Shangguan Hu jumped out of the snowflakes with a single stride, and slashed the head of a Xue Yantuo warrior wearing fur with his knife.
"Spare my life -" The Xue Yantuo soldier screamed miserably, but he did not have the courage to turn around and fight, so he instinctively covered his head with his hands.
The next moment, his four fingers flew up into the night sky. Shangguan Hu pressed the steel knife on top of his head, widened his scarlet eyes, and his face looked fierce: "Where is your little chief? Where is Xue Qiluo? Say
Come out and spare your life!"
"The little chief was wearing silver armor and was being carried by his own soldiers. He was already running far away. Spare me!" Soldier Xue Yantuo, whose fingers were cut off at the root, twisted his face in pain, but did not dare to cry. His left hand
Holding the bare palm of his right hand, he stuttered and reported.
"Get out!" Shangguan Hu kicked the man down the hillside, and then continued to chase him along the mountain road.
Xue Qiluo was the commander-in-chief of the Turkic army and the minor chief of the Xue Yantuo tribe, the second largest tribe in the Turks. If he could be captured alive, his military exploits would be no less than the beheading of ten thousand people.
Shangguan Hu has learned very clearly from Li Congrui that Wang Junlin is currently serving as General Yingyang Lang of Zhangye County. He has six Guoyi captains under his command, one of which is occupied by Li Congrui, and the rest are all members of the Li family or Li Fengyun's direct henchmen.
Two of them have been killed by Wang Junlin, and the remaining three will also be sent to Kyoto as prisoners charged with rebellion. The imperial court will definitely send two or three people to the vacant positions. Captain Guo Yi will at least have the vacant positions.
Two, he focused on one of them.
However, there are many people under Wang Junlin who can serve as captains of Guoyi. Zhou Hu, Jiang Muchang, Su Changqing, and Li Xiang from Gaotaicheng are the four earliest captains who followed Wang Junlin, as well as Niu Jinda, and Zhangye County soldiers who were not originally part of the army.
There are more than ten captains of the Li family. If he, Shangguan Hu, did not have the merits of Po Tian, he would not be able to take the position of captain Guo Yi.
Therefore, even though his legs were sore from running, and even though his left and right chests seemed to be on fire, Shangguan Hu never stopped. If he persisted a little longer, he might be able to catch up. We must not fall short in the end!
The army was completely exhausted and had no courage to fight back. The enemy was exhausted and couldn't even lift weapons if he wanted to fight back. And all he needed to do was grit his teeth and catch up along the mountain road for a while, and he would win this battle.
A perfect ending.
"Lord Captain, Sir Captain, wait, wait for us!" A group of soldiers rushed over panting, followed Shangguan Hu, and hacked at the broken soldiers they encountered along the way.
Those defeated soldiers seemed to have lost their souls. It was clear that their number was several times their number, and it was clear that everyone could cut them into pieces with a sword.
However, none of the defeated soldiers dared to resist. They just held their heads in their hands, dodged and begged for mercy, like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.