"Dong dong dong!!!" in the vibrating and roaring sound of drums. The gates of Burqin City were immediately closed, causing a period of chaos.
A small number of Turks put on armor urgently, took bows and arrows, and climbed onto the city wall to guard the city.
More Turks, organized by the officers, boarded the city and moved very quickly.
King Burqin still had his troops ready.
Soon after, thousands of Han heavy armored cavalry arrived at the gate of Burqin City amidst the rolling sand and dust. The flag with the word "Feng" flying in the wind is very eye-catching.
Feng Chong sat astride his horse and held a sword eight feet in his hand. He looked up at Burqin City in front of him and said with a sneer: "The city looks very strong, but it is of no use at all."
"General. What should we do?" a soldier asked Feng Chong.
"Li Qianhu, Zhang Qianhu, lead your cavalry to defeat the nearby Turkic villages. It doesn't matter if you use harsh methods. In short, you cannot let the Turks gather troops and enter the city to defend."
"Stay the soldiers and monitor the people in the city with me. If King Burqin goes to war, follow me to defeat him." Feng Chong ordered.
"yes."
The two Qianhu shouted loudly and immediately pulled the reins of their horses, beckoning their men and horses to head southwest. Feng Chong led five private soldiers from hundreds of households and lined up at the city gate. One person guarded the gate and no one could open it.
The city was blocked.
According to intelligence, there should be two to three thousand Turkic cavalry in the city.
Not a big problem.
Feng Chong thrust his Zhangba-long sword into the ground and looked at the city ahead with his head held high, full of arrogance.
On the city.
King Burqin put on his armor, surrounded by guards, and stood at the top of the city to watch Feng Chong's troops. He saw with his own eyes that some of Feng Chong's troops left. He knew what the two Han armies were doing without even thinking about it, and he couldn't help but turn pale.
Ordinary herdsmen and miscellaneous soldiers could not be the opponent of the Han cavalry.
The herdsmen and horses from the Burqin tribe could not come.
and. If the Han cavalry massacres, the population outside the city will be completely lost. Even if he could defend the city, the Burqin tribe would be doomed.
King Burqin's left hand tightly grasped the handle of the scimitar at his waist, and veins popped out on the back of his hand. After a moment, his eyes flashed with heroism and he shouted: "Gather the cavalry and follow me out of the city to defeat them."
His eyes were not blind, and he saw Feng Chong's five or six hundred people.
I also felt the aura on the other side, which was very powerful. There may be a general guarding it. The shadow of the Han army hovered in his mind.
He knew that if he went out to fight in the city, he would most likely be defeated or die.
But if they don't leave the city to fight, the Burqin tribe will be finished. It's better to give it a try and kill the five or six hundred people outside the city, then gather the tribe's cavalry and defeat the two Han cavalry that just left.
It can bring the dead back to life.
"I am the great warrior of the Turks, King Burqin. Don't underestimate me, Han people." King Burqin roared in his heart.
"Yes." A guard responded loudly and went down to gather the cavalry.
The Turkic cavalry and the city defenders were the same group. Following King Burqin's order, the soldiers guarding the city descended from the city in an orderly manner.
Feng Chong saw clearly, sneered and said, "Are you going to die by yourself?"
"That's fine. Your Majesty said that the Turks are still useful. Kill them less."
"Get ready to fight." Feng Chong held the Zhangba sword standing on the side with his right hand and shouted.
"Yes." The five soldiers of the Hundred Households responded loudly, all holding cavalry spears and preparing to fight.
"Da da da."
Soon after, the city gate opened. King Burqin held a very ferocious-looking mace, sat astride a black horse, and galloped out.
"Kill!!!" He raised his mace and roared loudly.
"Kill!!!!" Three thousand Turkic cavalry, either holding scimitars or bows, all rushed out.
Their number far exceeds that of the Han army, but the gap is also extremely obvious. There were only about one-third of the cavalry in armor.
"Mace?" Feng Chong looked at the weapon held by King Burqin and couldn't help laughing. He said contemptuously: "It looks bluffing, but it's too clumsy."
"kill!!!"
Feng Chong shouted and galloped forward, followed by his own soldiers, turning into a torrent of steel and rushing towards the Turkic cavalry.
Although King Burjin came out at the lead, he quickly slowed down his horse and hid in the middle of the team.
The Han troops were armed with spears for cavalry, while the Turks were fierce and armed with bows and arrows. The Han army did not evade or fight back. They only resisted with their iron armor.
Although there were some casualties, they were not serious.
The strong man is not afraid.
Even if you die in battle, you will have brothers and enemies accompanying you into hell, so you will not be lonely.
kill! ! ! ! ! ! !
After two rounds of arrows, the two sides met. The Han army was all heavily armored, armed with cavalry spears, and mounted on horses, which gave them a huge advantage.
They spread apart from each other, leaving room to unleash their spears. Their agility and extremely strong bodies were far superior to those of the Turks. Their spears were long weapons for riding and fighting, and they were invincible against scimitars.
The advantage of the Han army is national strength.
Rich soldiers, fine weapons, fine armor, fat and strong horses.
In this season, the Turks’ horses are thin.
Moreover, these were Feng Chong's personal soldiers. They were inferior to those of the Emperor of Han Dynasty, but they were still heroes among heroes.
The two sides meet like a tiger and a rabbit meeting each other.
The Han cavalry was like a sharp knife, fiercely inserted into the Turkic army formation. Feng Chong took the lead, slashing left and right with his long knife, killing more than ten people in a row.
The soldiers were all brave, armed with cavalry spears, and killed them all.
The Turks all fell on their backs and were horrified.
The shadow of the battle at Yumenguan once again enveloped them. Although the Han emperor was not leading the army, the Han army was so majestic and terrifying to the extreme.
Although King Burqin was in the middle of the team, the soldiers in front fell like wheat. Soon Feng Chong rushed in front of him.
King Burqin's face turned livid, knowing that he was finished.
There are only two roads now.
Surrender or die fighting.
"Damn King of the Right Army. Why did you let the Han army appear in Burqin without anyone noticing?" King Burqin gritted his teeth, roared loudly, raised the mace in his hand, and rode forward. , fighting Feng Chong.
Whether it is force or courage, he can indeed be called a great warrior of the Turks.
But Feng Chong saw his weakness at a glance. The mace was too clumsy.
Feng Chong sneered, rode his horse forward, raised his sword and cut off King Burqin's head with just one move. King Burqin's headless body spurted out a large amount of blood, shook on his horse, and fell to the ground with a crash.
He did not know King Burqin, but he guessed his identity and shouted: "Shout in Turkic language, and those who surrender will not be killed."
"Those who surrender will not be killed."
"Those who surrender will not be killed."
The soldier shouted in Turkic language.
