As the sun sets in the west, the clouds on the horizon are dyed with a hazy blood color by the setting sun. The wind became stronger and stronger, and the changing sunset glow seemed to be losing blood, and the colors gradually faded into the thicker and thicker dark clouds.
Twenty-five miles away from Sunlight City, the Qi army was resting for the last time.
It was too cold and no one went out, which provided great convenience to Jia Hui and others.
The sky was gloomy and it seemed like it was going to snow at any time, and the visibility was getting lower and lower. But in order to avoid even the slightest possibility of being discovered, Jia Hui just asked someone to boil some hot water with a smokeless stove, and distributed it to everyone to eat sweets with this water. Great.
Everyone closed their eyes and meditated, waiting for the snowy night to come.
Thick dark clouds suppressed everyone's chest. Even the most optimistic people kept their mouths shut and silently wiped their weapons.
Jia Hui seemed to have returned to the time when he first went into battle.
At that time, before the war started, I was confident and confident that as long as I got to the front of the battle, I would be able to command with ease and defeat the enemy.
But I couldn't be more wrong.
Even if he was in the middle army, following Lu Guan, he was overwhelmed by the momentum from the opposite side. All strategies, battle formations, and military books seemed to have been deleted, and he could not think of anything.
The body's own soul also returned to his body after being slapped in the face by Lu Guan.
Mechanically he takes orders, mechanically mounts his horse, mechanically finds his troops, and mechanically arrives at the predetermined position.
When I got here, all the strategies and military formations in my mind were useless. There was only one word in my mind.
rush!
Rush without hesitation!
I don't remember anything about that battle, I just relied on instinct.
It wasn't until he was finally lifted off his horse by the robes and thrown into the sky that he realized what he had done.
He smashed the Timurid army formation and killed the enemy commander with a horse.
I peed all over my pants.
Whenever I think about this, I secretly rejoice at my luck.
But today, that feeling of being at a loss came again.
It's like this again. He is so full of strategies that he can't think of even one, and the exquisite military formations he practiced in the past are no longer commanded.
I still have too little experience of being on my own.
There are also enemies that are at the end of their rope, so just rush over.
Fortunately, we had already made a plan with everyone on the road. There was nothing much, just a few routes, where to set up defenses, where to meet, and where to run.
Therefore, in fact, Jia Hui has only one style of play until now - be reckless and use great force to create miracles.
Jia Hui made up his mind that in the future he must develop the strong psychological quality of not changing his face even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him. Let's start by commanding the troops to suppress the bandits.
Just as Jia Hui was thinking, a snowflake fell on the tip of Jia Hui's nose and melted quickly.
coming!
Jia Hui turned his horse's head.
"It's snowing, and the time has come. Again, just follow the commanders of each department and proceed according to the planned plan. Don't give up on your mission to rescue the friendly troops just because they are in trouble. Let me tell you, it's not necessary!
All you have to do is fight yours and I'll fight mine. It's a great achievement to get everything done according to the plan. There's not much else to say. "
Jia Hui looked at his army.
I don’t know how much is left. Take a deep breath.
"Making great achievements is now, second or third son, come with me!" After saying that, Jia Hui whipped his horse, and the tall Yili horse neighed and ran towards the south.
"Making great achievements is now!" Six thousand cavalry shouted and followed Jia Hui.
Qi Jun quickly disappeared into the snowy night.
. . . . . .
Jokhang Temple.
The silver-haired King Khan stood in the Sakyamuni Hall, looking up at the compassionate Buddha, still restless in his heart.
News came from the east that 30,000 elite infantrymen were ambushed by Sichuan Commander-in-Chief Liu Tie and the entire army was wiped out.
The situation in Jinguan City instantly changed from offensive to defensive. The pressure on the Eastern Army, which was still able to maintain its advantage even in the face of more and more reinforcements, increased sharply. He was already considering whether to abandon some of his people to allow the Eastern Army to retreat as much as possible. came back.
Anyway, we have already looted enough, and continuing to fight is just a waste of manpower.
"Call the Eastern Army to Chahan Danjin to withdraw."
The guard behind him accepted the promise, turned around and went out to issue orders.
The great lama of the Yellow Sect next to him also breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if this Khan King, who has dominated the snowy land for thirty years, is silent, the pressure he exudes is almost causing his Zen mind, which has been practiced for more than twenty years, to collapse.
Moreover, after three years of fighting, the Eastern Army, which is mainly composed of Tibetan people, is finally going home.
The great lama clasped his hands together.
"Amitabha, King Khan is merciful." The great lama said involuntarily.
"Compassion, how to be compassionate?" The old wolf king smiled kindly.
"This... the Great Khan has the virtue of a good life, this..." The great lama knew very well how cruel this kind old man was. If he said the wrong thing, he would die without a place to die. After practicing Zen for more than 20 years, his mind was still chaotic. .
"The great lama still hasn't mastered his cultivation." The old wolf king said casually.
The great lama's face was ashen, he was finished, and the masters would not stimulate the old Khan's increasingly cruel heart for him.
"Um?"
The heart palpitations without warning aroused the vigilance of King Khan. Under the gaze of the Buddha, he did not believe that there was no reason for this.
"Send the order, go and ask..."
"Report! Enemy attack!"
. . . . . .
After running for three hundred miles without changing horses or men, Sunlight City entered Jia Hui's vision as if it was undefended.
"Second and third sons, confront me!"
Jia Hui shouted loudly, picked up his spear and rushed into the city.
"General, I'll lead the way!" Asr shouted to Jia Hui, whipped his horse, and headed left.
Seeing this, Jia Hui followed.
There were only 5,000 Qixue left in Sunlight City, and another 4,000 were stationed near the Jokhang Temple to protect the Khan.
As expected of the timid Lhasang Khan, they felt something was wrong when they realized the muffled sounds in the wind and snow. Sure enough, it was an enemy attack. They had already put on their armor in advance and quickly mounted their horses after hearing the superior's order and headed towards Jia Hui and others. People rushed away.
Jia Hui also noticed the other party in the alley, and Lao Qingxue, dressed as a member of Qianhu, roared and rushed towards him.
Jia Hui clamped the horse's belly, lowered its center, and held the spear tightly in his hand, calculating the distance between him and Lao Qingxue.
As he got closer, Jia Hui's spear crashed into Qianxue Qianhu's arms, piercing the old breastplate. Old Qiongxue was also knocked out by the impact and fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, he was hit from behind. Those who had no time to dodge were trampled under their feet.
Jia Hui immediately pulled out two short spears and rushed out. He flicked the scimitars in Qian Xue's hands with both hands and ended the lives of the two of them with a wave of his hands. Jia Hui's soldiers behind him also rushed over, holding shields and shields. The sword is guarded around Jia Hui.
Seeing this, Jia Hui attacked more and more fiercely. With his own soldiers to help him block the attacks from the left and right, all he had to do was keep rushing forward.
A roar suddenly came from the back of Qie Xue, and the Qie Xue cavalry on Jia Hui's left and right also moved out of the way. General Heshuote, who looked like he had a good background, rode up to Jia Hui. .
"Qi Ren? He's still a hairless little baby. You Qi Ren have no one? Why don't you tell me your name?" The big man could speak Chinese. When he saw that Jia Hui didn't even have a beard, he laughed sarcastically.
"With your blind eyes, you won't be able to recognize Jia Huibu!"
This young general is so rude!
Just as he was about to say something else, he heard the sound of horse hooves and the sound of fighting coming from the distance.
The big man understood something and turned to glare at Jia Hui.
Jia Hui chuckled.
"Treacherous Qi Gou, grandpa will kill you!"
The general shouted loudly, raised his big gun and rode towards Jia Hui.
Jia Hui clenched his short spear and knocked lightly on the horse's belly, and the horse also ran forward.
The big spear was close to Jia Hui, and Jia Hui suddenly threw his short spear at the big man. The big man quickly blocked it, but when he tried to stab Jia Hui again, it was already too late.
Jia Hui was already less than three feet away from the big man. The big Han's soldiers quickly stepped forward to stop Jia Hui, but they were entangled by Jia Hui's soldiers and were unable to move forward.
Jia Hui blocked the sweeping spear with a short spear in his left hand. He held the short spear in his right hand and thrust it straight into the left eye socket of the big man. The big man who had just given up the spear and pulled out half of his scimitar straightened his legs, fell off his horse, and twitched several times. It stopped moving.
Jia Hui wiped the blood spattered on his face with his cuffs, held the tail of the spear in his hand and pulled out the short spear inserted in his eye socket. He looked ahead and roared as he was stunned by the big man's death. He accelerated his horse and rushed in. , seven or eight people died in the blink of an eye.
Qiongxue came to his senses and took command, and Qingxue's lieutenant began to organize the men and horses to slowly retreat into formation.
Just as Qie Xue's defensive formation was about to take shape, he heard Jia Hui yell, and then saw a square package thrown towards him in mid-air.
"No, disperse!" The well-informed lieutenant general recognized that it was an explosive pack and quickly shouted to Qie Xue who was around.
Unfortunately, it was already too late, and they were in an alley with nowhere to hide. They only heard a loud noise and the gun formation was exploded.
"Come with me!" Jia Hui seized the opportunity, shouted and rushed into Qixue who was scattered by the explosion and was rolling on the ground and vomiting blood, followed closely by the cavalry behind him.
The horses' hooves trampled over the wailing cowards, and the wailing stopped abruptly.
Mani Palace.
Even King Khan, who was already somewhat deaf, heard the explosion.
Without saying a word, King Khan drew out his scimitar and hacked the great lama beside him to death. He raised his head and gazed at the compassionate Buddha for the last time.
"After all, you have never shown me even a trace of mercy." King Khan said without joy or sorrow, grabbed a handful of tsampa on the altar table, and rushed towards the back door.
As for resistance?
Both jokes and gunpowder were used. There must be a lot of people listening to this movement. How long will it take if we don't run away now!
Jia Hui and others had already rushed into the square, and Niu Zhao's tribe also rushed from the other side and plunged into the military formation.
The Qie Xue army was caught off guard and was cut off in half, but their good qualities and rich experience allowed the Qie Xue troops to quickly calm down and even successfully counterattacked, repelling Niu Zhao's troops and reuniting as a unit.
But Niu Zhao's actions were not in vain.
Jia Hui found the right opportunity and took advantage of the chaos in Xie Xue's rear to finally find the commander hiding behind him. The guard, who was still shouting to convey the commander's military orders with his bow and arrow ready, saw a heavy arrow stuck in the commander's throat, and he fell to the ground spurting blood.
"The commander is dead! The commander is dead!" The guard unconsciously shouted the most fatal words now.
Even the spearmen in the front row couldn't help but look back, and were cut down to the ground by the Qi army on the opposite side.
Great rout.
The large number of deaths of the spearmen in the front row finally allowed Jia Hui to find the right opportunity to crash in. Niu Zhao also cooperated with Jia Hui to divide Qie Xue into four pieces. Liu Gaobu and Shui Chebu who were pulling several carts of gunpowder were coming from behind. He also entered the battlefield and began to harvest the remaining defeated troops.
The defeated soldiers, who were extremely pessimistic about the situation, could no longer bear the fear in their hearts.
Suddenly he was attacked, suddenly he was driven into the square, suddenly the leader died, suddenly...
Suddenly, the world became quiet, and the man in front of him, who had agreed to marry his children, turned into a Shura with an indigo face and fangs. He seemed to be saying something to himself, but in his ears, all that was left was the gibberish that seemed to come from the great freedom.
The demon was chopped down to the ground by himself, but his eyes showed surprise, as if to say, why are you cutting me down?
The deafening cry of killing came again to his ears, and his soul returned to his body, and looked at Shura who was chopped down on the ground.
this is not…
In disbelief, he raised his head and looked around blankly, and his eyes met several equally blank looks.
Looking at each other with a desperate smile.
They suddenly drew their knives and slashed at Pao Ze, who was trying to fight back Qi Jun, and then slashed at others with the disbelief in his eyes.
More and more people joined in this fight against each other, even more ferociously than when they fought against the Qi army.
In less than half a stick of incense, there were only a dozen or so Qixue people left on the field, standing on the pile of corpses of Pao Ze, staring blankly at the knife in his hand.
"Leave no one alive."
Jia Hui's words woke up everyone in the Qi army who had been frightened by the roar of the camp. With understanding, several archers pulled out an arrow inserted into the corpse and shot at the remaining walking corpses.
The heavy object fell to the ground, Shui Che also piled gunpowder in front of the door, lit it and ran away.
After a muffled sound, the magnificent temple was forced to open its door.
