To the north of Nuzhi City and to the west of the Altyn Mountains, the rumble of horse hooves could be heard. At the end of the field of vision where the sky and the earth meet, a black line continued to creep and thicken toward the south, and desolate and majestic sounds continued to sound.
Murong Dagan, who was dressed in military uniform, walked slowly at the front of the army. With an ugly face, he clutched the retreat order sent by his brother Murong Zhao, his eyes showed a strong look of unwillingness, and his young face was twisted into a ferocious look.
When Murong Dagan was discussing the Shanshan horse thieves with his brother and Yuwen Qiancong at the Sansha City Guards House, he was angered by their pessimism. Unsatisfied with the attitude of the two men, he led 10,000 soldiers of his headquarters to kill Nuzhi City without authorization, intending to use a hearty victory to prove that he was not so stupid and the horse thieves were not so strong. However, his brother not only did not support his actions, but actually sent someone to send a withdrawal order, and severely reprimanded him in a private letter, saying that he was seeking death. This bad attitude was unacceptable to Murong Dagan. Not only did he He did not obey his brother's order to retreat, but instead strengthened his determination to fight.
"General, what should we do now?" A general asked anxiously. Murong Dagan could disobey Murong Zhao's orders, but they, the generals, were worried about the aftermath.
"What should we do? Of course we'll beat him." Murong Dagan tightened his grip on the saber at his waist and said coldly: "According to reports from our scouts, most of the bandits were burning, killing, and looting everywhere, and the thieves who stayed in Nuzhi City were There are not many troops. But we have 10,000 elite soldiers. We will definitely win this battle."
Murong Dagan looked at several generals riding side by side, and then said: "The bandits have stolen a lot of money, food, wealth, and women. As long as we destroy the bandits in Nuzhi City, these wealth will be ours. Pass on the order, After the city is broken, whatever everyone grabs belongs to themselves and there is no need to hand it over."
"Yes!" Upon hearing this, the generals all returned to their headquarters excitedly and conveyed this order to the soldiers. Each one of them forgot about Murong Zhao's military order.
Population, women, food, and livestock are the interests of foreigners, and all of these must be obtained in war, and the bandits have harmed the entire territory of Shanshan, and there is too much wealth for them to crave.
As Murong Dagan's order was issued, the whole army became wild and wild. Every one of them howled with excitement. The momentum of the army suddenly surged, marching southward with the power of crushing everything.
About an hour and a half later, Nuzhi City was in sight, and on a broad grassland five miles in front of the city, an army was already waiting in formation.
Xue Shixiong stood at the front with a horse in hand, looking into the distance with a cold expression. When the black line in the distance gradually appeared, and the loud howl and horn sound came, his eyes shone with a strong fighting spirit.
Seeing this black line covering the sky and covering the sky without any stagnation, sweeping towards his own army with an unstoppable force, Xue Shixiong showed a cold smile on his lips and suddenly shouted: "Crossbowmen, prepare."
Three thousand crossbowmen and three thousand archers lined up in front, with the long-range crossbowmen in front and the short-range archers behind, staggering the distance and distance.
Three thousand crossbowmen were arranged in three rows, one foot apart from the front and back. The first row squatted half-crouched, and a thousand crossbows were raised flat against the ground, aiming coldly at the overwhelming Tuyuhun army that was rushing towards them.
The Tuyuhun cavalry were getting closer and closer, and the overwhelming murderous intent seemed to destroy everything in the world. Under a wolf-head banner, Murong Dagan raised his sword and shouted: "Fearless prairie warriors, kill all the bandits in front of you, Nuzhi City and The women and treasures of Shanshan will all belong to you, kill them!"
"Kill!" The sweeping Tuyuhun cavalry instantly rushed into the Sui army's crossbow range. Xue Shixiong waved his hand coldly: "Order to shoot!"
The trumpet sound of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo [[(Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo]"] A thousand powerful crossbow arrows were suddenly launched, forming a black arrow cloud, roaring towards the Tuyuhun cavalry.
In an instant, the Tuyuhun cavalrymen fell on their backs, and hundreds of people were shot to the ground. The Sui army's second row of crossbow arrows came towards them, causing the Tuyuhun cavalry to fall to the ground continuously during the charge. The third row of arrows had already roared towards them, and they were densely packed. The crossbow arrows were like a gust of wind and rain. The Tuyuhun cavalry rushed against the direction of the arrows. Their own charging momentum interacted with the strong arrow power, creating a stronger force. Each crossbow arrow shot through the shields and shields of the Tuyuhun soldiers. The leather armor caused the Tuyuhun soldiers to tumble off their horses and fall to the ground, being trampled into pulp by the dense horseshoes.
"Crossbow?" Murong Dagan in the formation turned pale. As a member of the nomadic people, he knew that this weapon was the Central Plains Dynasty's great weapon against light cavalry, and it was extremely powerful.
Such a large number of crossbows is obviously not something ordinary horse thieves can possess. This also confirms Yuwen Qiancong's speculation that the horse thieves are really the Sui army behind them, and the Sui Dynasty really supported the anti-Tuyuhun Korean Wave.
It's just that he realized it too late at this time.
The crossbowmen of the Sui Army skillfully cocked, advanced, and fired the crossbows. Three rows of them fired in turns. In just two rounds of shooting, the Tuyuhun soldiers lost as much as half. The heavy losses caused the murderous spirit of the Tuyuhun soldiers to fade quickly. Their positions were in chaos, and their The forward was already sixty paces away.
The crossbowmen of the Sui army retreated behind the archers like a tide, and after waiting for a long time, the three thousand archers began to shoot. They used infantry-specific longbows and large arrows. The arrows were two feet three feet long and the arrowheads were sharp. Thousands of big arrows were densely packed like a torrential rain, and the strong force pierced the Tuyuhun soldiers and horses who rushed to the front. The Tuyuhun soldiers and horses fell to the ground one after another, and the dead bodies piled up.
The Sui army's archers were so fast that the Tuyuhun soldiers were shot over when they rushed forward. With the crossbowmen's coordinated shooting, the Tuyuhun cavalry, although they charged desperately, could not get within forty steps, and were covered in patches. Powerful destruction to the ground.
The Tuyuhun cavalry were suppressed like tigers within a few dozen steps. They could not even get a chance to engage in hand-to-hand combat. Soldiers and horses kept falling. The area was filled with mountains of corpses, rivers of blood, and miserable wails. One after another.
After a moment or so, Murong Dagan's 10,000 cavalry only had two or three thousand left. This was because the soldiers and mountains of corpses in front blocked the way. If the Sui army had fought and retreated, leaving a clear path. If the road is given to the Tuyuhun soldiers, the soldiers behind will continue to charge.
However, Xue Shixiong, who commanded the entire army, had no mercy. Instead, his face shone with excitement, as if he was enjoying such a killing feast.
"Let the cavalry attack." Xue Shixiong saw that the Tuyuhun cavalry not only lost the impact ability and speed advantage of the cavalry, but also became panicked. He knew that this was a great opportunity to completely annihilate them.
“Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooards on on.” Ordinary Tuyuhun soldiers surrounded this remnant army with nearly ten times the strength.
In order to kill every single one of the Tuyuhun army that invaded rashly, Xue Shixiong not only dispatched the Sui army, but also the soldiers of Mai Tiezhang. He first used the Sui army's best and most powerful arrow formation to defeat the enemy. After the main force is eliminated and their morale is dispersed, the cavalry is used to outflank them.
The army on the left was led by Mai Tiezhang, who charged at the front.
In the Sui Dynasty, where there were many generals, there were countless generals whose martial arts were better than Mai Tiezhang, but no one dared to say that they could kill Mai Tiezhang intact in a life-and-death fight.
Martial arts and courage are closely related. People with strong martial arts may not have the courage and courage to die together, and people with courage and courage to die together may not necessarily have invincible martial arts.
The Mai Tiezhang is a figure with both martial arts and courage. At this moment, he wields the horse spear and fiercely rushes into the enemy group, harvesting the lives of the enemy soldiers like chopping melons and vegetables. While slashing, the Mai Tiezhang still cuts from time to time. Make roaring and roaring sounds. The sword wielder of Ma Chao, whom he treated as a sword wielder, had a powerful blade in every move, and he would break up wherever he struck. Wherever the blade falls, there will definitely be a fountain-like column of blood.
Under the leadership of Mai Tiezhang, the Shanshan army continued to advance toward the hinterland of the Tyuhun people's formation. In less than a moment, it penetrated the enemy soldiers with overwhelming force.
"Follow me!" After Mai Tiezhi penetrated the Tuyuhun rebels, he shouted and led a group of personal guards to kill where the battle flag was.
Under the encirclement, Tuyuhun soldiers became fewer and fewer, but knowing that they would die, they all showed unprecedented ferocity, fighting tenaciously and bravely against the enemy forces from all directions; but the war continues to this day, and their The situation is close to despair.
Murong Dagan was unwilling to fail. He personally found the Mai Tiezhang, intending to kill the enemy general and die together.
"Die!" With a wild howl, Murong Dagan's legs clamped hard on the horse's belly, and the spear in his hand stabbed Mai Tiezhang's chest without hesitation. All his strength, all his hatred, all his anger were concentrated in this stab at this moment.
If you don’t succeed, you will succeed!
Motivated by extreme hatred and anger, Murong Dagan's mediocre stab actually carried the aura of never returning. This was already the "warrior's momentum" that can only be seen by a top-notch military general.
Mai Tiezhang has seen countless warriors, but very few possess this kind of substantial "warrior's power".
Mai Tiezhang's gaze also became solemn, and the war horse under his crotch seemed to sense the owner's thoughts. Without the urging of Mai Tiezhang, it spread its four hooves and ran towards the opponent.
The horse drew a strange arc in the air. It seemed slow, but it brought out afterimages. There were bursts of whistling sounds that broke through the air, and even the surrounding air seemed to be spinning for a moment. Everything became distorted.
If Yang Ji were here, he would be surprised to find that the Mai Tiezhang is very similar to the "four or two moves of a thousand catties" in Tai Chi. It is clearly a force-relieving method that seems light but is actually extremely difficult. At this moment, the Mai Tiezhang is used , there is no sense of sluggishness at all.
Two weapons, one fast and one slow, collided strangely before the two of them.
Murong Dagan only felt his hands light up. He had no time to think about anything and instinctively lowered his head. The cold blade had already passed over his head.
The war horse under his crotch rushed out more than ten feet long. Murong Dagan was shocked to find that the handle passed through his chest, penetrated his body, and pierced out from behind. Dark red blood continued to gush out from the blood hole, and power followed. Disappears quickly due to loss of blood.
"Ho, ho..." Although the ending was already expected when he launched the desperate charge, when the thing actually happened, Murong Dagan still felt an unspeakable unwillingness. Murong Dagan let out a long and sad howl, and his burly body maintained an upright posture and slowly slid off the horse.
Zhan, who had lost his master, circled around Murong Dagan, nudging his body with his huge head from time to time.
"Drive~" Mai Tiezhang patted the war horse's head, and slowly came to the side of Murong Dagan's body. Looking at the warrior who had not uttered a word for mercy until his death, he slowly raised the horse to his chest.
Regardless of whether he is a member of his own race or a foreigner, as long as he is willing to die for his own race, he is a warrior worthy of admiration.
After taking a look at the wailing war horse, the horse's spear in Mai Tiezhang's hand suddenly turned into a sword, severely chopped off the head of the wailing war horse, and then quickly turned the horse's head and rushed towards the battlefield ahead.
The battle is coming to an end. The remnants of Tuyuhun soldiers who have lost the leadership of Murong Dagan are as fragile as porcelain in front of Xue Wanshu, Xue Wanshu, Xue Wanche, Han Liu, Mai Zhongcai, Qian Jie, Qu Wentai and many other soldiers. In addition to the initial encirclement, they can also cause In addition to some casualties, it has now become a one-sided massacre.
These Tuyuhun remnants did not have the courage of Murong Dagan to do something even though he knew it was impossible. Most of them were just ordinary mortals.
As long as they are mortals, they will be afraid, but they do not have the sense and calmness of Murong Dagan to suppress negative emotions. Therefore, when they were so frightened that they abandoned their weapons and begged for mercy, they died faster, more miserably, and with even less dignity.
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