The man on the camel was lying on the hump, with three arrows stuck in his back. The camel riding under him also had several arrows hanging on its belly, and blood was dripping down the ground.
Li Siye immediately took off the Mo Dao from his horse, took out the scabbard and held the long pole in his hand, shouting in a low voice: "Brothers, when you have eaten and drank enough, let's fuck him first!"
A dozen soldiers behind him took off their horn bows or horn crossbows, clamped their legs on the horse's belly, and ran towards the enemy cavalry.
The Tuqishi people who were pursuing them also discovered them, but they were too late to notice and took a step too late.
"You two shoot the one on the left, Tian Zhen the one on the right, they choose the one in the back, I choose the first one! Don't have overlapping targets!"
The soldiers stretched their bow strings, and Li Siye raised his horned crossbow, aiming at Ziwang Mountain, and fired the crossbow. The arrow was more accurate than when shooting an antelope, and it hit the leader of the sudden cavalry, Shi Ren, in the forehead. The man was huge.
He screamed and leaned back on the horse, but did not fall down.
The rest of the people also had their own gains. Two of the warriors fell off their horses, and even though some of the others were hit by arrows, they could not hurt their vital points.
There was only one chance to shoot an arrow when facing the enemy at a hundred paces. After shooting, he immediately lay down on his horse. A soldier at the rear lay down later and was attacked by a sudden cavalryman who counterattacked and was hit by an arrow in his unarmored arm.
The moment Li Siye lay down, he could hear the arrows passing by his ears with a whizzing sound, and there was a clanking sound on his pocket, as if it had been struck by a small hammer.
He passed by the fleeing camel, and the light and shadow intertwined like white horses passing through the gap. He immediately stood up and held the Mo Dao tightly with both hands.
The leader of the Tuqishi Shiren had a bloody crossbow arrow stuck on his forehead. He raised his broad-bladed knife with cracked teeth and roared at him.
"kill!"
Li Siye swung his knife across the horse, and half of the rider's body seemed to have broken through a bank of blood. He was bent backwards on the horse, with only bones and intestines hanging between his belly and waist.
So bloody!
The two assault riders had no time to stop their momentum and rushed towards him. One of them turned pale and stabbed with a spear in his trembling hands.
Li Siye grabbed the barrel of the gun and dragged it backwards. The man stumbled forward and was almost pulled off his horse. His hands were still holding on to the barrel of the gun. He put the barrel of the gun under his arm, stretched out his hand to grab the barrel of the gun and exerted force. The long barrel unexpectedly
It bent into an arc and snapped into two pieces!
He turned half of the spear around and threw it with a wave of his hand. It hit the opponent's belly with great force and stabbed him through.
"Ho, ho, ho..." The opponent covered his stomach with both hands, his fingers filled with blood, and he fell from his horse with a plop.
Another person raised a knife to chop at him, and the distance was too close. He raised the knife pole with both hands, and the machete made a metallic sound when it hit it.
Blood suddenly spurted out from the man's belly, splashing Li Siye in the face, but Tian Zhen ferociously stabbed him in the back with a spear, giving him a chill.
He didn't bother to wipe the blood on his face, turned his horse and looked around, only to see a man stronger than him, wearing only iron armor, waving a long-handled flail in his hand, beating one of his soldiers.
After falling off the horse, he waved his hands in all directions, causing several cavalrymen to evade.
"Step aside!"
Li Siye turned his horse and rushed over, raised the Mo Dao above his head, and slashed down with a loud shout with both arms. The opponent's momentum was not weaker than his at all. He roared like a lion, raised the flail high in his hands, and pointed it towards his head.
Li Siye brought him.
The two fierce weapons were destined to meet in the air. The silver-green blade cut off the connection part of the flail and chopped it down along the opponent's shoulder. The armor pieces flew away, the bones broke, and it penetrated two feet into the chest and side, along with the body underneath him.
The horses all neighed loudly, lying on the ground with all four hooves together, causing billows of dust to rise.
Tian Zhen praised with envy and surprise: "Hey! What a magical power!"
Li Siye calmly put away the knife, held it in his hand and raised his chest and raised his head. He was about to raise his hand to stroke his beard, but when he held it in his hand, he realized that there were only a few hairs, so he had to stop his hand in embarrassment.
The rest of the soldiers besieged a few of the sudden cavalrymen and were about to kill them all before their eyes.
"Don't kill them all, leave one alive!"
One of them saw the opportunity and turned his horse to flee far away. Tian Zhen calmly took out the horn bow, attached the arrow, bent it like a crescent moon, and shot out with a burst of sound.
The cavalryman slowly lay down on his horse and let the horse run and bump for a few times before falling off.
Li Siye praised: "Tian Zhen's archery skills are getting better and better!"
Tian Zhen smiled very faintly, feeling that this compliment was like repaying a debt.
The last person couldn't escape, so he threw away his weapon and raised his hands.
"Tie him up and take him back!" Li Siye ordered, and two soldiers had already taken out the hemp ropes and tied the living creature more than fifty times like a windlass.
In just one encounter, thirteen black cavalrymen were annihilated, and two of their eighth regiment were injured. In the face of evenly matched two sides, these injuries were nothing, and they were mostly due to the superiority of the Tang army.
of armor.
They turned back and caught up with the fleeing camel. Li Siye stretched out his hand to feel the breath of the man on the horse. The breath was quite sufficient. It might be hemorrhagic shock. The three arrow clusters on his back had not penetrated deeply. He should be alive.
Bring back.
The soldiers fed the cavalryman on the camel a few mouthfuls with water bags, and then he took a breath and uttered: "I am the scout sent by Khan Bahna." Then he lay down weakly on the camel.
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A moment later, dozens of horsemen rushed down from Julan City. Before Li Siye reached the city gate, he shouted: "Open the city gate quickly. I have urgent military information to report to General Fumeng!"
The city gate opened and everyone rode into the city. Li Siye took the injured scout and Tongue directly to see Fumeng Lingcha.
After a simple surgical bandage by the military medical officer, Scout Bhanna finally regained consciousness and was able to start speaking.
Khan Asilanda showed unprecedented caution. He squatted in front of the scout's stretcher and asked in a low voice: "Why are you the only one who came back alive? What happened to you?"
The scout turned sideways and took a breath of cold air before speaking slowly: "General, Khan, Talas City has been closed and no merchants are allowed to enter. We returned from the original route, but were attacked by a small group of black horsemen.
You chased them, but they didn't know what happened, and I was the only one who came back to investigate."
Ashilanda waved his hand and asked someone to carry the scout down to rest.
Inspector Fumeng stood up and said to Li Siye who was standing next to him: "Bring up the tongue you caught."
Li Siye waved his hand, and two soldiers pulled forward the soldier who was like a zongzi, pushing his shoulders and kneeling on the ground: "Kneel down!"
General Fumeng stood in front of him with his belly stretched out and his hands behind his back. Two soldiers pulled the prisoner's hair, causing him to raise his head high.
"How many soldiers and horses are there in Talos City, and how much food and grass are there?"
The scout's face was deformed, and he answered mournfully: "I don't know, I'm just a cavalryman, how can I know such a secret thing?"
A prison officer in the army crossed his hands and bowed to Fumeng Lingcha: "General Fumeng, before he was transferred to Anxi, he worked as a jailer in the Ministry of Punishment. He is best at using torture to extract confessions. How can people be boiled in urns, and their flesh and blood can be crushed with stone rollers?"
He is so proficient, if you put him in my hands, I will teach him to speak every word without missing a word in less than half an hour."
Li Siye turned his head and glanced at the guard. There were all kinds of talents in the Anxi army.
The prisoner immediately burst into tears and nose, crying and said: "General, spare me! I really don't know how many troops there are! I'll tell you everything I know."
"Then what are you waiting for? Say it!" Fumeng Lingcha shouted in a deep voice.
The prisoner's shoulders were trembling and he vomited out all the beans poured into the bamboo tube.
"Me! I only know that half a month ago, the Khan drove out all the merchants, old, weak, women and children in the city, and ordered all the young and strong men to cut grass outside the city. Now only the army and young men are stationed in the city. Now they can go in and out.
The only people at the city gate are us, the mounted scouts, and the team harvesting hay on the grassy slopes."
Fumeng Lingcha waved his hand, and Li Siye ordered his men to drag the prisoner down.
General Fumeng sat back on the sheep's felt, looked at all the officers present, and asked in a slightly cold tone: "Everyone, what do you think?"