-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Historic -> The smoke and clouds of the prosperous Tang Dynasty Episode 6: Mending the Sky, Chapter 5: Twin Cities (Part 2)
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- chapter Five
Twin Cities
two
superior
The sound of the trumpet sounded, and Wan Qi Yu Xie grabbed the horizontal knife that had been held in his mouth, and like a big bird, he flew down from the camp wall. []
?????????????? ~ In those days, when traveling around the world, jumping up and down was commonplace. The camp wall under his feet, which was less than five feet high, was simply a decoration for him. He could grab any fulcrum on the wall with his arms and use a little force with his legs to jump over it.
A sentry on duty was helplessly looking at the torches getting closer and closer outside the camp wall, his eyes filled with fear. Unexpectedly, a large living person would suddenly jump out from above his head. He was so frightened that he screamed, picked up his spear and stabbed the opponent randomly. Wan Qi Yu Xie turned slightly sideways to avoid the approaching spear point. Then he reached out and grabbed it. Immediately afterwards, he pushed his left arm back hard, raised the blade of the other hand and wiped it along the spear shaft, severing the opponent's throat in a flash.
"Uh!" "Uh!" The pupils of the sentry who was facing him suddenly became bigger. Dropping the spear shaft, he desperately blocked his neck with his fingers, trying to stuff the blood and life back into his body. He was spinning around in vain, spinning around in circles. Suddenly, he opened his arms and stretched them into the dark night sky, like a baby asking for a hug from its mother. Then, with a sigh-like groan, he fell straight down with a satisfied smile.
When several other sentries who were blowing horns to warn heard the noise, they dropped their horns and drew their swords to move closer to the attacker. There was no fear on Wan Qi Yu Xie's face, he raised his horizontal sword and charged towards the enemy group. First cut off a spear, then use the blade to sweep off half the head. Then he grabbed half of the spear shaft from the corpse with his left hand, turned around and swept across. The sentries screamed and retreated, Wan Qi Yu Xie quickly followed up, the sword flashed and splashed out a red wave.
"Surround him, surround him! Don't let him get close to the city gate!" A man who looked like a famous junior high school student shouted loudly, leading more soldiers on duty to surround him, trying to trap Wan Qi Yu Xie to death with the help of their numbers. Before they could complete the circle, dozens more black shadows jumped down from above their heads. Where the sword fell, blood splashed more than three feet high, dyeing the brand-new village wall a bright red.
These people are all swordsmen from the Jianghu who followed Wang Xun in his night raids. Ever since that snowy night, they had completely fallen in love with the pleasure of killing and completely integrated into the Anxi Army. In the past two years, as Wang Xun's war flag has been marching here and there, everyone has climbed over countless high walls in others' eyes, and each time they have sown fear and humiliation into other people's nightmares.
Their name is Huya Camp. There are only about fifty people, but they have a battle flag alone. If the Anxi Army is compared to a milk tiger, they are the sharp teeth of this milk tiger. Every time he attacks, he bites the enemy's throat. I have never made a mistake, and I don't allow myself to make any mistakes.
Tonight, they are still the most dazzling presence. As the last swordsman landed, Wanqi Yuxie quickly pointed the blade at the camp gate not far away, "Seize the gate!" He shouted loudly, slashed the enemy sentry in front of him with his knife, and rushed to the camp gate with a shout. .
"Seize the door!" Chu Duyan and other heroes pulled out knives from the enemy corpses and followed Wan Qi Yu Xie. There was also a small group of sentries blowing horns at the entrance of the camp to warn them. They were frightened by the gods of murder falling from mid-air and their legs became weak. They managed to hold on for a few moves, then abandoned a dozen corpses and retreated into the depths of the camp in embarrassment.
"Array up, be on alert!" Wan Qi Yu Xie yelled again, swung his knife to cut off the chain on the door latch, then dropped the horizontal knife, and worked together with Chu Duyan to pull the door latch. The remaining brothers formed a semicircular array in a tacit understanding, protecting the two commanders within the circle and preventing the rebels from approaching. "Creak", with a heart-wrenching sound, the thick door latch was pulled out by the combined efforts of Wanqi Yuxie and Chu Duyan. Immediately afterwards, the two of them each grabbed a camp door and quickly retreated. The entire guard circle composed of swordsmen also expanded rapidly.
"Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, croak, creak, creak, croak, creak, croak, creak, croak, creak, croak, creak, croak, creak, croak, creak, croak, creak, croak, creak, croak, creak, creak, croak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, camp gates. The cold wind roared in with snow particles, blowing the torches left by the rebels near the camp gate. Several swordsmen grabbed leather bags filled with grease from behind and poured it on the door panel. Then they grabbed a torch from the ground and lit it on the grease stain. "Boom", flames rose into the sky, and the two camp doors In an instant, they turned into two huge fireballs, illuminating the entire entrance.
"Boom" five war horses rushed into the camp with snowflakes. The front was illuminated by the fire and flashed - Piao Astronomy - Dot Hanxing. Wang Xun, who was on horseback, nodded to Wanqi Yuxie and others, and then hit the stirrups with his legs. The BMW horse from the Western Region spread its hooves and struck deep into the enemy camp like lightning.
"Boom", five more war horses came in parallel, following the five horses in front, and plunged straight into the depths of the enemy camp.
"Boom boom boom"
"Boom boom boom" the third wave, the fourth wave, the fifth wave, a network of cavalry coming from afarThey poured into the rebel camp like a flood, defeating a group of rebels who had just come to compete for the camp gate, and then chased after them, trampling them into pulp with their horses' hooves.
Wanqi Yuxie and Chu Duyan waved at Wang Xun¡¯s back, regardless of whether their boss could see it or not. Then he picked up the horizontal knife from the ground again and pushed it towards the north and south sides against the camp gate. After taking a few steps, he stopped, used his blade to cut the ropes tied between the camp wall fences, and together with the other swordsmen, knocked down the wooden fences one by one to the ground.
The gap at the camp gate is getting wider and wider, and more and more cavalry are pouring in through the gap. What started out as a row of five horses quickly became a row of seven, and then a row of ten. When Zhu Wuyi and Ma Yue arrived leading the selection camp, the recruits quickly took over the duties of the Huya Camp. A group of three or five people worked together to deal with a wooden stake, and soon the east-facing wall of the enemy camp was riddled with holes.
Wanqi Yuxie and Chu Duyan wiped the sweat from their faces and quickly walked towards their respective mounts. The fight continues and they don't want to be bystanders. The war horse, which had been waiting impatiently, roared with joy and ran forward without waiting for its owner to sit down. Follow the bloody path opened by other mounts and go straight to the center of the camp.
In the center of the camp, a fierce battle was going on. Wang Xun was already covered in blood from the killing, and the long spear in his hand was like a black dragon. Every time he waved it, it could take away a life.
The commander of the personal guards, Wang Shisan, held a knife in one hand and a torch in the other to protect Wang Xun. Whenever Wang Xun took a few steps forward, he would pass the torch to the tent closest to him. The flames, mixed with the thick smoke, instantly rose high. The rebel soldiers who were hiding in the tent and trying to pretend to be dead ran out naked without even bothering to put on their clothes. Sha Qianli, who was following Wang Xun closely, led the team to rush forward and trampled them to the ground with his horse's hooves.
The coalition generals such as Asilanda, Baoerbo, and Helusosuo, with their respective troops, spread the disaster towards the two wings of the main force. Their attack power is far inferior to that of the veterans of the Anxi Army, but they are superior in numbers. Each tribal warrior holds a torch and a scimitar. He will chop down anyone who is not wearing Anxi military uniform, and burn the tent when he sees it, turning the enemy camp into a pot of porridge. Many rebel soldiers didn't even have time to see clearly what their opponents looked like, so they muddle-headedly fell under the knife. Pieces of tents were lit into fireballs, heat waves came one after another, and the bodies of people and horses were roasting and sizzling.
Flames and thick smoke quickly surged into the air. Illuminating the dark night sky as bright as day. The lead-gray clouds were burnt by smoke and fire, and soon became surrounded by circles of bright edges. At the junction of clouds, groups of pink and white slowly unrolled, like countless unwilling souls, wailing and looking at the bodies in the camp.
Looking down from the sky, the scene inside the camp is even more tragic. It was as if a fire dragon was angry, roaring and rampaging through the camp. Everywhere they passed, mutilated corpses were left on the ground. With the body of this fire dragon as the core, there are countless large and small fire crows, fire snakes, fire oxen, and fire horses flying and wreaking havoc. They pounce on people and bite them over when they see them, they pounce on tents when they see them, and they set them on fire. The food, grass and baggage were burned without hesitation.
The soldiers of Dayan Kingdom who had just been awakened from their sleep were trembling and struggling, unwilling to accept their tragic fate. It was clear that there were still dozens of miles away from Chang'an City, and the coach was clearly deliberately avoiding the main force of the Anxi Army. Who would have expected that the other party would still come out of the darkness. They could not believe the facts before them and could not organize effective resistance. They could only struggle and escape in vain, and then they were turned over by the horns of the fire dragon, devoured by fire crows and fire snakes, and turned into charred corpses one after another.
The fire dragon didn't have any mercy, it roared and continued to pounce forward. The fear of death is deeply engraved into the soul of every rebel soldier. Unable to resist, this is a demonic dragon from hell, which is simply not something that mortals can handle. Soon, the soldiers of the Dayan Kingdom who had just woken up from their sleep collapsed. Many of them did not even dare to wear clothes. They escaped from their tents and their own camps and ran into the cold and deep wilderness without any direction. Can't find any direction either.
More people chose to kneel down and surrender. Raising his hands above his head, his bare shoulders and buttocks were clearly illuminated by the torch. When the cold wind blows, the hairs on the skin stand up, and small bumps are formed one after another, from the neck to the thighs, densely packed.
No one dares to put down their hands to cover up. At this moment, coldness and shame are nothing. Survival is the first priority in life. In order to survive, they can kowtow to the enemy and call the enemy their father or grandfather. Hold the enemy soldier's horse hoof and lick the blood and dirt off it with your tongue.
But their enemies showed no mercy at all. As long as there was a living creature in front of them, they would immediately ride on their horses without hesitation.
The body, frozen by cold and fear, could not make proper dodge movements at all. The rebel soldiers standing in front of the horses didn't even have time to grunt.?? was trampled to the ground by horse's hooves. Following closely, came the second, third, and fourth war horses. Where the iron hoofs fell, the living lives came to an end. to share - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page