Murong Yong's eyelids were twitching as he looked at the waves of boulders in front of him. They were thrown from the city and smashed into the soldiers huddled in front of him. Every time a stone hit the ground, it would bring a shower of blood. The soldiers who were killed by these rocks weighing dozens of kilograms didn't even have time to scream. Large pits half a foot deep appeared on the ground. They were dotted all over the place. Each pit was filled with flesh, blood and stumps. The smell of blood was everywhere. The air was filled with horror, and those wounded soldiers who were hit in non-fatal places, especially their feet, whose legs were split into powder, echoed in the battle, even if they were injured. The warriors were all equipped with armor and cavalry, and there was a look of fear in their eyes. The war horses kept neighing, struggling, and scratching the ground desperately, as if they wanted to retreat.
Murong Yi Dougui's words were a bit unflattering. Such a ferocious flying stone attack at such a close distance would kill hundreds of sergeants in almost every round of bombardment. Tens of thousands of soldiers originally used to attack the city would be killed. How can the surrounding troops still have the morale to attack the city wall at this moment? Not only were they bombarded by flying stones, but they were also hit mercilessly by the raindrops of arrows from the defenders at the top of the city, and by the crossbows that fired the broken arrows. Even if they were running around like headless flies on the battlefield, they could not escape. These arrows and crossbows were struck by the storm, and they fell in pieces. If he had to use one word to describe the scene in front of him, it would be, defeated!
Murong Yi Dougui looked at Murong Yong and stammered: "Commander, what should we do now?"
Murong Yong gritted his teeth: "I fell into the trap of Liu Yu, a thief. It seems that Qingxuan did not succeed in the city, otherwise how could there be such a powerful counterattack?! Damn it, the situation in Beicheng can't be better than here. Wherever, send the order to withdraw the troops and return to the camp."
Murong Yi Dougui said unwillingly: "Withdrawing like this? We suffered a big loss today."
Murong Yong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he turned to look south, gritted his teeth and said: "Let the troops in Beicheng withdraw first, we have to take advantage of anything here, eat all the protruding militiamen in Luoyang City, To vent the hatred in my heart!"
He turned his head and waved his hand to the relatively dense armored cavalry in front of him: "All the armored cavalry are obeying orders and follow me to eliminate the protruding Jin army in Luoyang City!"
The five thousand armored cavalry burst into cheers, turned around and ran towards the south. As long as they bypassed this long perimeter, they could launch a full-line assault on the militiamen from the side. The more than 3,000 cavalrymen in the rear group separated to both sides in an instant, while Murong Yong turned around and stopped. Under the protection of more than 300 cavalrymen, he looked to the south with a sneer. A killing feast was about to take place.
A sneer came from the ground: "Murong Yong, your wishful thinking is about to be shattered."
Murong Yong's expression changed. More than ten steps away, the ground suddenly turned over. A strong figure, like an evil ghost from hell, jumped out of the ground. As his body jumped out of the ground, his sharp knife As soon as the light flashed, the head and right shoulder of an armored knight beside him were severely separated from the body. The headless body was still sitting on the horse's back, motionless.
And almost at the same moment, the same dozen or so black holes appeared on the ground, and more than a dozen muscular figures, like tigers, protruded upward one after another, either cutting open the belly of a horse with a halberd, or cutting off a human leg with a sharp axe. , and even had a horse-cutting sword, which directly cut the armored knights around him into two pieces, including men and horses. The armored knights who were attacked, almost no one was spared from this unprepared blow. More than twenty riders fell in a pool of blood, while a steady stream of Beifu sergeants and Tianshi Tao swordsmen in blue robes kept jumping out of these holes. As soon as they landed, they headed towards the nearest The cavalry launched an attack.
Murong Yong was shocked and angry. He clearly saw that Liu Yu was the first one to get out. At this moment, his men, who had just woken up from a dream, started to attack Liu Yu with sabers, heavy swords, and heavy cavalry. Swords and maces roared down one after another, but Liu Yu kept moving and flipping on the ground, barely dodging the weapons before they reached him, while the knight sitting on the horse could not dodge at all. He moved around and missed a hit, and was killed by Liu Yu at close range. Blood rained down, hands were severed, legs were flying, and even a horse's head was cut off with a single blow of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and the war horse , just about to open his mouth and bite Liu Yu who passed by in front of him.
A newly replaced fine iron halberd in Meng Longfu's hand danced like a tiger, and stabbed into the ribs of an armored knight on the opposite side. The man groaned before dying, and the wolf fang in his hand The last sweep of the stick passed over the head of Meng Longfu, sending his helmet flying more than ten feet away. The messy hair on his head, along with the blood spattered when the canine teeth of the mace scratched his scalp, Flying in the air, two small streams of blood flowed from Meng Longfu's forehead. He laughed: "You are also a warrior!"
As he spoke, the muscles of both arms bulged, and there was a burst of muscles and a sound of bones cracking. The shoulder armor and upper arm armor on both sides exerted force at this moment, causing the armor ropes to break, and the armor pieces fell down. He lifted the heavily armored Xiyan knight's body out of the saddle and raised it high above Meng Longfu's head. The gash in his ribs and the spilled spleen and intestines hit Meng Longfu with a crash. Long Fu's face was stained with blood, and he couldn't tell which blood was his own and which was the enemy's. The Xiyan knight, who was still struggling on his horse, fell face to face. There were several scars on his face, and even He had a ferocious face, blood was pouring from his mouth, and finally his head tilted and he died.
Meng Longfu shook his arm and shouted: "Go!" The corpse on the halberd head took off the halberd and flew a few feet, hitting Xiang Jing on the back of Xiang Jing, a bull who wanted to sneak attack like an iron tower. The Xiyan cavalry knocked the man and his horse to the ground. Xiang Jing laughed, turned around and dropped his axe, and separated the fallen cavalry's head from his neck. He turned back to Meng Longfu and shouted: : "Raptors, thank you, please be careful!"
Meng Longfu thrust the halberd into the ground without picking up the helmet. He wiped half a piece of spleen and a foot of blood sausage hanging on his face and threw it to the ground. He took out a strip of cloth from his arms and put a piece of blood sausage on his face. His messy hair was tied up in front of his forehead, forming a hairband to block the blood and sweat on the top of his head, so as not to blur his eyes. He said sternly: "We work hard to kill the thief, don't let Murong Yong escape!"
Murong Yong was galloping on his horse, and there were more than seventy cavalry following him. At this moment, he no longer cared to see how the battle was going on the plains in Changwei. There was only one thought left in his mind, to leave this gang behind. Damn Beifu Killing God, stay away, stay further away, the further away the better!
