Later historical records record that in the winter of the sixth year of Emperor Yao's reign, the barbarians united their troops and horses, led by Dunmao Chao and Lade, the lords of the Taijige tribe, and marched south to Jinzhou, attacking more than ten cities in a row, all the way to the north of the city.
They lost ground. However, the Jianghu people in Yuancheng fought bravely and took the lead. They risked their lives and blocked the enemy outside the city gate. Many of the barbarians were killed and wounded. After a long attack, they could not defeat it and returned to the north.
Song Yanchao stood with his head held high outside the north gate of Bingyuan City. At his feet were mountains of corpses of men and horses, mostly barbarians.
"Everyone who comes will die!" He threw the head of a Centurion of the Taiqi Ge Tribe Cavalry on the ground, and dozens of escorts from the nearby Wuhe Escort Bureau did the same, "There is a way to survive if you retreat!"
The heads rolled down, and many of the faces were so vivid that it stung the eyes of Dunmao, who was leading the cavalry. The entire three Taijige cavalry centurions failed to get the slightest benefit from these Yao warriors.
The old man holding a strange-shaped weapon personally killed two of the centurions and more than fifty cavalry. The weapon that looked like a yin-yang fish could knock off the horsemen when they passed the horse, whether they were wearing cowhide armor or iron armor.
The protection of the cavalry was regarded as nothing, and he strolled among the horses in the grassland and finally took off the head of the barbarian centurion.
After witnessing this scene, I suddenly realized that only Tuluo Batu, the number one warrior in the Taichige tribe, could rival him. But after Tuluo Batu betrayed him, he fled to nowhere and hurriedly
Where can I find a warrior with his skill to withstand this situation? What's more, the warriors in Dunmao's Taijigefu can be used now.
The cowardly Yao man Yu Gaogao told him two ways to enter the city of Bingyuan. He gritted his teeth and gathered a hundred people from the warriors of the Taiqige tribe who were accompanying the army to sneak into the city of Bingyuan in two teams, preparing to attack and kill him when the fighting below the city was in full swing.
City gate sergeant, when the city gate arrives and the two-pronged attack is launched, why worry about not breaking the city together?
However, what Dunmao never expected was that the two secret passages, which in many places could only be crawled, collapsed in several places. The warriors of the Taijige tribe had to dig in with their bare hands or with their swords, and after a lot of hard work
After Wan Ku opened the passage, one of the group happened to enter the small amusement park where Wei Changpan was, and in the end they had no choice but to fight to the death with the men led by Zhang Ziwen.
At this time, more than 4,000 slave warriors of the Taijige tribe who had attacked the city had been killed or injured. In fact, there would not have been such heavy casualties. A considerable number of these slave warriors who had climbed to the city in the past few times were able to use the rough iron cones to get to the city.
, I was worried that if something happened in the city, I deliberately reserved this hand. There is no reason why the city gate cannot be opened if the inside is coordinated with the outside.
However, less than half an hour later, he realized that climbing the city with only manpower without the assistance of ladders and siege engines would be a fantasy. It was impossible to climb the wall of Bingyuan City, which was far beyond what the previous county cities could compare with. However, as a platform
Since Dun Mao, the leader of the Ge tribe, had issued the order to attack the city, there was absolutely no reason to withdraw it. Otherwise, how could he control the Taiqi Ge tribe in the future?
The slave warriors tried their best to climb the city, but they only served as arrow stacks for the Jinzhou Army archers on the city. During this period, most of the casualties of the sergeants on the city were caused by the general who could not bear to order the cavalry to shoot back and forth below the city.
As a result, the ratio of casualties between Yao's army and the barbarians reached the point where one person could replace seven or eight people.
If this exchanged headcount ratio were reported to the court, it would probably be dismissed as overreporting and lying about the results of the war.
Another team of warriors had better luck. The end of the secret passage was in a courtyard near the north gate of Bingyuan City. After much effort and heavy casualties, they finally opened the door to the gate of Bingyuan City. They were attacked by the man who came from nowhere.
Young swordsman steals
The attack was successful, and then there was the horrifying scene of one man in charge.
Finally, when the city gate was wide open and most of the Taichige cavalry were finally able to charge side by side, an old man who was even more terrifying than the swordsman before stood in front of them again, and many more had a look at their skills.
The men of Jian Busha followed closely behind, and formed a formation to collide with the cavalry of the Taiqi Ge tribe.
The warrior's body was no longer indestructible in front of the prairie horses, and the Taiqi Ge tribe's cavalry, which had always been invincible, was blocked in front of the warrior's sword.
What really made these cavalrymen despair was the tall old man with white beard and white hair of unknown age. The elite cavalrymen of the Taijige Department charged like a torrent, but he stood still like a mainstay among the torrents. So far, no one has
The old man could see blood on his body, cross the horse to draw a sword or fire an arrow not far away, and the cavalrymen found that their original sure-fire methods fell into vain.
Song Yanchao, who is the chief escort of Wuhe Escort Agency, has had every scruple since he sat down in this position and wanted to try his hand with others. If someone hadn't come and smashed the signboard of Wuhe Escort Agency, the junior escort masters had resisted.
Unable to resist, he invited the great master Song Yanchao to deal with it. Other than that, it was just a lot of innocuous attempts. Those who were very well-proportioned in making friends with martial arts friends who were visiting Jianghu, and those who were afraid of giving in when giving guidance to the younger ones.
Most of the time it will be a life-threatening battle.
What kind of fighting are those?
How can I be happy today?
Dunmao's hands holding the horse's reins were so tight that his knuckles turned white. The mount under his crotch was also a little restless due to the rider's mood. The companion nearby hesitated whether to ride the horse forward to persuade the troops to withdraw. After all, these Jinzhou warriors had fought to the death before.
If they refused to retreat, there were soldiers and horses from various grassland tribes watching them. In less than three hours of siege, more than 5,000 soldiers and horses of the Taiqiang tribe were killed or injured, most of them were slave warriors of the Taiqiang tribe.
In the eyes of the grassland coalition forces, if they could not use some wound medicine or the skin wounds could be healed by themselves, they would definitely not waste precious medicines and supplies to deal with the injured, who were mostly ordinary herdsmen or other people. There were only a few injured people.
Doctors are well supported in the tents of the nobles of various tribes. Doctors are considered to be the first-class rarity on the grassland. Even those who are proficient in medical skills can be treated as guests by the nobles as long as they can cure minor illnesses. The grassland is vast and there are many doctors.
The herdsmen did not have the financial resources left by Yao's wandering doctors in gold, silver and furs like the nobles. Even those with poor physical constitution may not be able to withstand the occasional wind and cold.
All the capable warriors of the Taiqiang tribe have arrived at Bingyuan City. The loss of five thousand people is not a small number for the Taiqiang tribe. Although most of them are slave warriors, these well-trained warriors can take risks.
The number of slave warriors attached to the city by the rain of arrows and stone ants cannot be replenished overnight. The slave warriors who can fight are all under Bingyuan City at the moment. All the remaining siege assets of the Taiqi Ge tribe have been emptied.
I originally wanted to save them and use them to attack the two county cities, but I never thought that the crossbows on the city walls were so powerful. The two torch-stone carts only threw a single stone bullet and they were all destroyed by the giant arrows.
"I didn't expect that there would be a hero like you among the Yao people." Regardless of the efforts of the surrounding generals and companions to dissuade him, Tuluo Batu led his horse to a place no more than fifty steps away from Song Yanchao before stopping, risking the guards around him.
Regardless of the suspicion of trespassing, he still had to be half a horse ahead of him to prevent the Yao man in front of him, who was extremely advanced in martial arts, from violently killing people.
Song Yanchao narrowed his eyes and looked at this barbarian lord whose name he had heard for a long time.
The fact that the Junge tribe has become the most powerful tribe on the grassland is mostly due to this lord. However, there are times when the eagle on the grassland is too old to fly. He has already seen that the eagle in front of him is wrapped in heavy iron armor and fur.
The lower body was so tired, as if he was about to fall off the horse at the slightest push.
"May I ask how old you are?" Dun Mao asked him in the town with the etiquette that only a respected elder on the grassland would have, "Sixty or seventy? Maybe more?"
"What do I, an old man, have to do with you, a prairie barbarian?" Song Yanchao imperceptibly flicked his index finger twice. In the short time of question and answer, he had already considered the possibility of killing Dun Mao more than once.
But no matter which method is used, there is no way to take away the life of the barbarian leader of the Taiqi tribe. "In a word, everyone who comes will die! If you retreat, there is a way to live!"
The shouting of the last sentence used Wu Fu's energy, so it sounded particularly deafening to everyone in the Taiqige tribe outside Bingyuan City.
"Elder of the Yao people, I admire that you can still be as strong and vigorous as a leopard at such an age. It is not the same thing as retreating from the Taiqi Ge tribe. You should also know." Dunmao raised his head on the horse and said
Zhang's wrinkled face showed a determined look, "Today Taichige is only one step away from entering your city. In the future, he will be able to break into your city without using such means!"
"I can't control what's going on in the heads of you barbarians." Song Yanchao waved his hands cursingly, stomping his feet under him, and pointed at the corpses piled three or four feet above the ground below and said, "Today we can
Let you barbarians throw these many corpses here today. When you are too old to move, you barbarians will also throw these many corpses here. Someone will take my place...Who will kill you then?
It’s all killing.”
Although Song Yanchao's behavior and mocking words of trampling on the corpses of the fallen soldiers of the Taijige tribe made the soldiers in the city very happy, such actions were really a great provocation in the eyes of the Taijige tribe. They were originally a little depressed because of the defeat and withdrawal.
The men and horses angrily gave an order to kill this extremely arrogant old Yao warrior at the foot of Bingyuan City, no matter the cost of chariot battles or human lives.
"Also, you are already very old. The first few levels of martial arts are less than the fourth level. You can keep fit and healthy, not to mention prolonging your life." Song Yanchao shook his head and sighed, "At your age, if you want to have success in martial arts,
What we have built is impossible, why not just stay on the grassland..."
Suddenly he realized that he had said too much. As Song Yanchao turned away, he glanced down at the new sheepskin clothes he was wearing, and cursed with some distress, "If I had known that we were going to kill so many barbarians, I wouldn't have worn this."
The clothes are out and they are like this, how can I wear them?"
Song Yanchao, whose clothes were soaked in blood, led Wu and the bodyguards back to the city calmly. The city gate slowly closed. After paying such a heavy price, the Taijige tribe returned to the starting point.
He suddenly looked at the old man's tall and strong back and was speechless.