Chapter 44: Decline of national style

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Looking at the stopped Hu cavalry, Li Xi sneaked around behind them, threw the long stick in his hand, killed a cavalryman with one blow, and then disappeared into the alley again. The cavalry itself had no advantage in street fighting. Li Xi relied on his familiarity with the terrain to make constant sneak attacks. The cavalry leader also saw what Li Xi was thinking and waved his hand.

"Get out!"

Then more than twenty cavalrymen withdrew one after another. After seeing these cavalrymen withdrawing, Ziyou blew a whistle. Li Xi, carrying five or six long sticks on his back and holding a spear in his hand, pointed at the twenty cavalrymen. A cavalryman rushed forward.

The cavalry saw someone chasing them out, and just turned around to fight back, but was stopped by the leader.

"Shoot him!"

The cavalry leader felt very aggrieved. They had gone south to plunder many times and returned with great victory. Now they encountered humiliation in a small village. Only about 20 of the nearly 100 people were left.

As soon as the leader finished saying that he wanted to draw his bow and nock an arrow, he saw Li Xi holding a long stick and throwing it hard. The cavalry leader's eyes tightened, and then he felt a pain in his abdomen and fell down from his horse with disbelief in his eyes. The rest Seeing that the leader was dead, the people started running for their lives one by one, while Li Xi followed behind and kept throwing long sticks. After throwing the long sticks, he held spears in his hands to fight with these cavalry.

Seeing Li Xi chasing a dozen cavalry alone, Ziyou smiled. Although Li Xi had not learned any advanced martial arts, his huge strength was enough to make him invincible. His natural military skills .

Soon the remaining cavalry were dealt with by Li Xi. The same Li Xi also had several wounds on his body. He defeated them ten times with one force, but the actual combat was not enough. Li Xi rode back excitedly. At this time, other hunters also came. Gathered over.

Fifteen people, Li Xi and four others were injured, but they were all minor injuries. Only one hunter was shot through the arm by a cavalry with an arrow. Each of them still couldn't believe that they could capture the fifteen people on their own. There were nearly a hundred Donghu cavalry, and everyone looked at Ziyou with eyes filled with admiration. Li Xi looked at Ziyou even more excitedly.

Ziyou just smiled. This time it was all about the right location and people. Sometimes the cavalry could not deploy in street battles in the villages. In addition, they had prepared traps and tripping ropes in advance. At the same time, the arrogance of these cavalry made them underestimate the enemy. In the end, it was Li Xi. This natural military situation.

After leaving a few people to take care of the injured, Ziyou led a few people and rushed in the direction of Gongsun Bai. When they arrived, they were shocked by the scene in front of them, and a feeling of sadness and anger surged in their hearts.

Soon they found Gongsun Bai's figure. At this moment, Gongsun Bai no longer looked so kind. His clean clothes were stained with blood, and he was dragging a rope in his hand, with another star tied to it. One has a head, and the other hand holds a sword. The whole person looks like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Lijiazhuang was protected by Ziyou, but other villages were not so lucky. Some were rescued by the army that arrived in time, and some escaped in advance, but more were plundered by Hu cavalry. Gongsun It's just one that goes in vain.

By the time he arrived, the entire village had become a scorched earth, with corpses scattered all over the place. Naked women were hung on trees, old people and children were dragged to death on horses, and some women were driven like cattle and sheep. , the barbarian cavalry watched this scene enjoyingly. Seeing this scene, Gongsun Bai couldn't bear it anymore, and his whole body suddenly became violent.

They slaughtered hundreds of cavalrymen one by one with one sword. After the rescued women kowtowed to Gongsun Bai to thank them, they committed suicide one after another. Gongsun Bai collected their bodies.

After hearing Gongsun Bai's narration, Ziyou's whole person became extremely gloomy. Looking at the women and children who were hanged on the tree and killed by humiliation, and the old man who was shot as a target, there was a rage in Ziyou's chest that was being suppressed. Then several people and Gongsun Bai buried the villagers' bodies.

"Brother Gongsun, do you know which tribe this cavalry belongs to?" Ziyou asked,

"襜褴, I have seen their totems." Gongsun Bai said.

"Brother Gongsun, please settle down the villagers. I'm going to Yanmen Pass." Ziyou's face was gloomy, and his whole person was full of murderous intent.

"Brother You, please wait a moment. I'll go with you." Gongsun Bai inserted the long sword in his hand into the ground and said.

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There is a small fortress a hundred miles east of Yanmen Pass. The soldiers guarding the fortress are struggling to resist the crazy Hun cavalry below. One thousand cavalry and one thousand infantry surround the entire fortress, and their fortress only has two hundred people.

"Hold!" Zhao Chuan shouted with all his strength, piercing the neck of a Huns soldier with the long sword in his hand.

The team sent by the Huns not only had cavalry but also a lot of infantry, because their original purpose was not to plunder, but to take down a fortress under the orders of the priests to demonstrate the combat power of the Huns soldiers.

Looking at the ready-to-move Hun cavalry and hundreds of infantry in the distance, Zhao Chuan felt nervous.

"Centurion, the enemy's offensive is coming again." A soldier shouted. They had repelled four waves of enemies. What they said was a fortress was actually an abandoned village with a city wall built of earth. Go up to the fortress.

"Has the beacon risen?" Zhao Chuan asked.

"Already raised," the soldier shouted.

"How many of us are left?"

"More than 150 people, some of our brothers were killed in the Huns' volley just now," the soldier said.

In this era, there were no more than three types of Xiongnu cavalry sieges: surprise attack, volley fire to suppress the defenders at the top of the city, siege with rare engineering equipment, siege without attack, and plundering the countryside.

"One hundred and fifty people is enough. The people have already evacuated, but some are still evacuating. Behind us are our countrymen. We cannot retreat. Once we retreat, they will face the enemy's blade.

Our relatives are behind us and we cannot retreat. General Li Mu usually treats us favorably and allows us to raise our heads in front of Pao Ze.

Now we finally have a chance to repay the general and the people who support us, so we can't retreat! "Zhao Chuan shouted to the soldiers

"No retreat! No retreat!"

"Kill one to earn enough money, kill two to earn one. Today we will defend!"

"Hold on!!!" the remaining soldiers shouted in unison.

"The Huns' attack is coming!"

The Xiongnu leaders probably looked at the fortress that could not be conquered for a long time, so they pressed all their troops. The infantry attacked the city, and the cavalry was responsible for suppressing the defenders at the top of the city. For a time, the entire fortress turned into a meat grinder, and the soldiers defending the city They kept shooting arrows and throwing down rolling logs and rocks. The Huns' cavalry had first-class riding and shooting skills. Once a soldier showed up, there would be a wave of arrows.

A soldier was shot through the abdomen by an arrow. His face was pale due to excessive blood loss. The obviously much younger soldier on the side looked at the dying veteran with tears streaming down his face.

"Uncle Third," the soldier cried.

"Why are you crying, you bastard? Third uncle just watched three Huns being killed by the stones I threw. This life is worth it. Don't cry. Live well and wait for the arrival of General Li Mu. He will take you with him." Those who avenge us, don’t cry, live well, cough~ say sorry to your aunt for me, and let her remarry if you can, don’t wait for me." The man called Third Uncle patted the soldier on the shoulder and said .

"Third Uncle~" The soldier nodded vigorously.

At this moment, two Hun soldiers climbed up and were about to cut the soldiers with their swords. The third uncle suddenly jumped up, hugged the two Hun soldiers, and led them off the city wall.

"Don't be afraid, kid, live well!"

The soldier looked up and saw that his third uncle and two Hun soldiers died under the hooves of the Hun cavalry. The soldier also wiped away his tears and rushed towards the Hun soldiers who kept climbing up.

Soon the city head made of mounds of earth was filled with Hun soldiers. Zhao Chuan was covered in blood. There were several arrows stuck in his body. He was barely standing with a spear in one hand. His left leg was covered with blood. A chop.

Five soldiers stood beside him, each with many wounds on their body.

At this time, a thick black smoke rose from the fortress, and Zhao Chuan showed a smile on his face covered with blood. He knew that the fortress could not hold up, so he sent people to burn their food equipment and everything else that could be used. Zhao Chuan glanced at the direction in which the people were evacuating, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Are you afraid, brothers?"

"Not afraid."

"Okay, this is me, Zhao Guoerlang." Zhao Chuan shouted and hummed softly.

"Weakness, decline! Hu Bugui?"

Because of Weijun, Hu is exposed in the middle!

Decline, decline! Hu Bugui?

The slightest bow from the king is like being buried in the mud!"

"Brothers kill!"

The six men rushed towards the Huns at the top of the city. The thick smoke from the fire spread out and enveloped the entire fortress.