"What on earth is this?"
Looking at the giant bird flying through the sky, Halzal's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face.
However, this giant bird flew extremely fast, and the arrows could not penetrate its fur. I could only watch helplessly as the flat-haired beast destroyed the car and then drove away.
Since the ladder was destroyed, it naturally bought a lot of time for the rebels. After a long period of attack and resistance, the Khitan tribe army re-erected the ladder to attack the city, and the situation became tense again. ?.?????.???
While commanding the battlefield, Halchara was worried about the 60,000 cavalry who pursued the elite rebels yesterday.
A day and a night have passed, why hasn't any news been sent back?
Otherwise, with these 60,000 new troops joining, I'm afraid they wouldn't have been able to fight the rebels for so long.
"Big Chief, the army now has less than 100,000 people. The gunpowder of this group of rebels is too powerful. Should we withdraw our troops first and find another way to attack the city?"
A leader of the Khitan tribe asked with some palpitations.
If they had known that this group of rebels was so difficult to deal with, they should have brought all the remaining 200,000 troops with them and captured them in one go.
The originally strong army of 200,000 people was reduced to half in one day, which made the leaders of the tribes feel a little panic.
You must know that the tribes are not united. If the fighting strength of the tribe is greatly reduced due to this battle, they will inevitably face the risk of being annexed by the hostile tribes. Looking at the tragic battlefield of the former army, many people feel sad in their hearts. Already thinking of quitting.
Their tribe is entrenched in one area, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the emperor of the earth. There is no need to risk the future of the entire tribe for an irrelevant territory.
Halezala saw what they were thinking at a glance. The beard on his face trembled slightly, and his eyes seemed to burst out of fire. He cursed: "A bunch of useless things. Just a small setback will scare you." Are you retreating? If the rebels are not destroyed today, they will definitely become the formidable enemy of our Khitan clan in the future. Let me see which of you dares to retreat!"
A surge of anger arose in his heart, and Halchara directly pulled out his sword to threaten the frightened leaders.
And a group of personal guards around him also surrounded him and refused to let them leave.
Seeing this situation, the leaders dared not speak out in anger. Knowing the other party's temper, they immediately kept silent and did not dare to say a word of retreat.
"The army is pressing in!"
Halchara personally led the entire army to attack the city. Before the news of the return of the 60,000 cavalrymen, something had probably happened. Although they were short of 60,000 people, and the rebels were also short of their most elite troops, the so-called danger and Opportunities coexist, and now he can only attack the city gate in one go and occupy Liaoyang Mansion first.
Zongze climbed up and looked into the distance, and when he saw the Khitan army all starting to march towards the city wall, he knew that Halchara was planning to break through the city gate in one go, relying on soldiers and horses far superior to them.
After two days of fighting, the 40,000 soldiers and horses left by the rebels to guard the city were injured and dead. Even the 20,000 soldiers who can still continue to fight are not enough. It is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Even Zongze can only He led the remaining soldiers to fight to the death with the enemy until Murong Fu and others returned.
Looking at the few bows, arrows, gunpowder, and the soldiers who were resigned to death, Zongze finally looked at Master Li.
The latter understood it well and came to a big drum in person, picked up the drumstick soaked in blood on the ground, and waved it vigorously.
The deafening drum beat sounded at this moment, and the remaining drummers also followed her rhythm and beat the drums.
The drums roared, and the mysterious rhythm seemed to inspire people's fighting spirit. The rebel soldiers, who looked tired just now, now had a solemn expression on their faces, with fighting spirit surging in their eyes, as if their whole bodies were full of strength.
"The rebel army will win and will never be defeated in a hundred battles!"
Zongze raised the sword in his hand and roared.
"The rebel army will win and will never be defeated in a hundred battles!"
"The rebel army will win and will never be defeated in a hundred battles!"
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The rebel soldiers gave out thunderous shouts one after another, and the sound was covered by the waves one after another, rolling in like an endless tide, coming from far away from the city wall.
The Khitan army was shocked. Whether it was the impact of the war drums or the uniform and majestic shouts of the rebels, they all felt a sense of awe.
Zongze ordered the arrows to be fired for the last time. After several rounds of arrow rain, Zongze held the sword tightly in his hand and could only watch helplessly as the Khitan soldiers climbed up the city wall from the ladder and the two sides fought in close quarters.
For a time, the city was piled with corpses. As a last resort, Zongze could only order the corpses of rebel soldiers to be used as boulders and rolling logs to hit the Khitan soldiers who climbed up the ladder.
Despite the grief in their hearts, in order to win the final victory, the rebel soldiers could only tearfully throw their brothers fighting side by side over the city wall to stop the enemy.
The reinforced city gate was almost difficult to break without hitting the wood. Therefore, the Khitan soldiers could only climb up the city wall through ladders to enter the interior and open the city gate. Therefore, this three-acre area became the last line of attack and defense for the rebels. No one chose to retreat. .
Even Kang Min and Cui Luhua were panting from exhaustion at this time. They didn't know how many people they had killed, and the pungent smell of blood on their bodies made them very uncomfortable.
Looking at the Khitan army that had completely surrounded the city gate, and on a hill dozens of miles away, looking at Halchara who was completely desperate, Murong Fu's eyes showed endless indifference.
"Huo Qianjun, where is Weiliang City?"
Murong Fu shouted coldly.
"The general is here!!"
The two came to Murong Fu and knelt down to greet him.
"The two of you officially took over the left and right armies, intercepting the Khitan army from both wings. Han Baizhan led the vanguard battalion, followed me directly to Huanglong, and sniped the Khitan army coach Hal Zara!"
"The last general takes command!"
Han Baizhan, Huo Qianjun and Wei Liangcheng immediately took the order. More than 7,000 people from the left and right armies each left with Huo and Wei. The remaining 15,000-person vanguard army was led by Han Baizhan and rushed straight with Murong Fu. enemy position.
Suddenly, 30,000 cavalry rushed down the hill with heavy steps, rolling up yellow sand all over the sky, covering half of the sky like dark clouds.
The horses galloped like thunder. When Halzal realized something was wrong and wanted to mobilize his troops to stop him, it was already too late.
On the plains, the cavalry is a well-deserved weapon of war. It rushes down like a sharp dagger cutting through a piece of cloth. It disperses the Khitan army with almost no resistance.
"Assholes, stop them!"
When Halzal saw the three cavalry groups suddenly coming out, his first reaction was that something had happened to the 60,000 cavalry he sent. He was frightened and angry, and immediately dispatched troops to intercept them.
However, the rebel cavalry was like a lion chasing its prey on the plains. It almost broke through the Khitan army's defense with overwhelming force. It was thunderous and invincible.
Murong Fu was looking at Halzala in the distance at this time, his face was already filled with thunder and wind, full of horror.
He was seen holding a spear, and he threw it violently from a distance of dozens of feet. The spear was carrying a fierce force and the wind was strong, and he arrived in front of Halchara in the blink of an eye.
Fortunately, a group of guards held shields to block the flying spear for him, but as a result, two people were pierced by the spears through the round shields and nailed to the ground.
"Protect the big boss!"
Halchara's lieutenant shouted at the top of his lungs.
For a moment, the dispersed Khitan soldiers gathered around Halchara, fully aware of the importance of this coach.
Murong Fu pulled out the long sword from his waist, and a three-foot-long green sword light shot out from the tip of the sword, causing the air to distort.
As the long sword was slashed out, the powerful sword energy directly penetrated the armor of the Khitan soldiers. Although it was not as sharp as the Yitian Sword that cut a person into two pieces, the sword energy entered their bodies and destroyed their vitality, almost instantly. The sword will kill.
Murong Fu took the lead, followed by soldiers from the vanguard battalion such as Han Baizhan and You Tanzhi. The momentum was so fierce that even the Khitan soldiers, who had always been known for their bravery, couldn't help but feel frightened. Under the fierce collision of the large cavalry, numerous casualties occurred.
Halchara looked at the scene in front of him. Although his face was distorted and his heart was extremely unwilling, he also knew that if he did not withdraw his troops, he would most likely be wiped out by the elite cavalry of the rebels on the plains. .
As the withdrawal horn sounded, the rebel soldiers all gave out thunderous cheers, holding their swords high, venting the joy of victory.
However, Murong Fu and others under the city wall still had no intention of letting the Khitan army go. They just let go of the ordinary soldiers, but surrounded all the tribal leaders led by Halchara.
The army was defeated and dispersed. These tribal leaders, who were usually aloof and aloof, now became abandoned sons and were captured by Murong Fu and his two armies.
Halchara was beheaded by Murong Fu with a sword, and his head was hung high on the city wall, while the other leaders were controlled by the rebels and imprisoned.
In the palace hall, everyone gathered together to count the survivors.
Unfortunately, after this battle, Shan Zheng and his two remaining sons were all killed in the battle. Wu Changfeng, the elder of the Beggar Clan, and several elders who later joined the rebel army also died in the battle. Most of the middle- and high-level leaders were killed or injured. , it can be said to be very tragic.
Murong Fu also felt deeply sorry for this, saying that their heroic names would remain forever. Afterwards, he said some words to comfort everyone and boost morale, and then introduced Wei Liangcheng and Huo Qianjun to Zongze and others.
Seeing the appearance of these two people, the seriously injured Murong Bo suddenly regained some of his composure and was filled with joy.
Now that Murong Fu has used these two people, is it still far away from the time when the Murong family can revive Dayan?
Although he was unfortunately seriously injured in this battle and experienced life and death several times, fortunately, he was protected by the three ladies of Master Li and he managed to survive.
Although new people joined and the battle was a complete victory, the grief in many people's hearts did not diminish much as they looked at the hall where everything had changed. A depressive atmosphere began to spread in the hall.
Murong Fu knew that people would die in battle, which was inevitable, and this battle was particularly tragic. After all, most of the people who died were old men in the army. Even he who planned everything felt a little heavy at the moment.
