My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 287 The First Warrior of Xirong and the Tiger Marquis

The Xirong scouts, who noticed something strange a few miles away, sensed something was wrong and galloped away.

At this time, Xi Zhuxie Khan was riding a horse and standing under his banner. He was wondering whether the 1 Yan army in front moved to guard the two roads, or whether they were stranded in the rear due to illness, casualties, and caring for the wounded on their way north. when.

The scouts frantically rushing back from the north and east brought news that horrified him, and even his son, ten thousand cavalry commanders, and most of the commanders who followed him on the expedition.

Two Yan troops of ten thousand people encircled them from two directions. Counting the time for the scouts to come back, they were less than four miles away and the encirclement was almost completed.

"Father Khan..."

Zizhujue originally thought that following his father who had experienced many battles, he would easily defeat the exhausted Yan army. However, he realized later that the other party's general was more shrewd and had already laid a trap.

The eyes of most of the surrounding commanders and cavalry commanders showed concern, and they all looked at the Khan in the middle.

Zhi Zhuxie squinted his eyes and stared at the cavalry under his command circling the battlefield in front of him and the Yan army that relied on chariots to ride and shoot or charge. It was obvious that they could not defeat each other head-on.

"I still have [-] cavalry in my hands. Are you willing to follow me and tear through the encirclement of the Yan people?"

While the generals under his command on the left and right nodded, Zhi Zhuxie pulled the reins, took one last look at the five thousand cavalry who were still fighting over there, and roared: "Before we are completely surrounded by them, let's kill the army heading south. The Yan army, kill them, and attack the Yan army's front line with the tribal warriors of Tie Ya Dadutong from front to back!"

After the order was given, the [-] cavalrymen who were sitting firmly in the formation turned around and headed north under the eyes of the clansmen who were fighting in front, following the Khan's banner. Li Jing, who was observing from a distance, stroking his gray beard, raised his hand to summon the order. soldiers.

"Send an order to Zhang Yi, don't use this battlefield, and attack Qin Qiong from front to back!"

"Yes!" Ling Qi took the order and ran away.

At this time, the main force of [-] Xirong who turned around and headed north was divided into three groups, led by the three major capitals who had experienced hundreds of battles, and ferociously rushed towards the [-]-person Yan army that was heading south.

Anyone who can come to this world is not a warrior on the battlefield.

Qin Qiong did not tolerate them. He skillfully commanded 1 people from five camps to be stationed in a three-mile defense line. They set up shields and crossbows, and spears stuck out of the formation like a forest.

As a general of the Tang Dynasty, Qin Qiong was naturally no stranger to the use of bows and crossbows. When training his soldiers, he had already taught these skills to his soldiers.

They fire alternately, one crossbow with ten arrows, one shot ends, and the next one takes over and continues shooting, endlessly.

The first time the Xirong cavalry rushed in, groups of Xirong people and war horses were shot to death on the charging route. The closer they got to the Tang army's array, the dead cavalry almost covered the ground, so that the cavalry behind them stepped on the tribesmen. A lot of corpses fell down, and the Xirong cavalry further behind had to slow down.

"The time has come!"

Qin Qiong jumped out of the formation on his horse and waved the horse in his hand: "Outflank, follow me and kill!"

The next moment, five thousand Tang soldiers holding spears rushed out from the array on the left and right wings, like two arms of giants, launching an enveloping charge.

This move of the Tang army made Xirong's Xizhuxie, Zhizhujue, and a group of Xirong generals slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, the Yan army did not stick to the array and actually sent infantry to rush over.

They simply don't take their 1 riders seriously.

However, there was not much time for them to be stunned. In the previous charge, the cavalry fell in droves, causing them to lose two thousand cavalry. Even if there were wounded soldiers among them, they were already counted as losses at this time.

Suffering such heavy losses, Xi Zhuxie Khan made a choice at the first moment, turning again and going around this side. However, the charge of the Tang Army made his eyes light up, as if he had found an opportunity to defeat the enemy.

"The generals of Yan State have become arrogant. With such an opportunity... what's going on over there?!"

He suddenly changed his words and looked at the right wing of the battlefield. Before he could wait for the order, the cavalry under his command dispersed and started shooting with the approaching Tang army, which immediately disrupted his steps.

However, the Tang troops on the other side held spears between their arms and still held round shields in their hands to defend themselves against the incoming arrows. Some of them were hit by arrows and fell down, but the Tang troops who were outflanking and charging still maintained their formation and surrounded Zhi Zhuxie's main formation.

Just when Xi Zhuxie made a move to defeat the two outflanking Tang armies, the scouts who ran for several miles once again brought bad news. The Yan army coming from the east pursued them.

"withdraw!"

Xi Zhuxie hesitated again and again, but still gave the order to retreat. However, the next moment, two Tang armies surrounding him, each with 500 men, had already bitten the cavalry on his left and right wings.

There were shouts of killing, sounds of gold and iron clashing, and war horses wailing, all boiling up in an instant.

In front of them, Qin Qiong held a horse and led a charge of only [-] light cavalry, galloping wildly in the wilderness, wearing bright light armor and phoenix-winged helmet, charging forward like a golden armored god.

His eyes were wide open with fierce murderous intent. The oncoming Xirong cavalry was like a harvested wheat field, and their horses fell one after another as he waved their horses.

"Barbarian of the grassland, I am Uncle Qin of the Tang Dynasty!" His voice was powerful, like a tiger's roar, which made the Xirong cavalry who were still charging up tremble a few times.

Under the banner in the distance, Zhi Zhuxie heard the voice and his eyes widened, "...General Yan is so brave...stop him! Go and stop him immediately!"

In the field of vision, the figure with golden armor and phoenix-winged helmet, with a gray beard and beard, was coming down the mountain to forage for food. He led three hundred cavalry and rushed over in a straight line. The long soldier in the opponent's hand roared and continued to tear through the obstacles. human wall.

"Father, let's go!"

With his scalp numb, Xi Zhujue urged his horse to go over and shouted for his father to leave. The soldiers from the surrounding royal tent also came over to persuade him.

In an instant.

The golden-armored god came galloping on horseback, threw out his long soldiers, and swiped past the gap between several Xirong cavalry. The corpse of his father who was trying to persuade him flew away on horseback in an instant.

Zhi Zhuxie was stunned for a moment. His son who was in front of him just now disappeared in the blink of an eye. He turned around suddenly and saw that his second son had been pierced through the chest by the opponent's soldiers and stuck diagonally on the grass. The corpse's eyes were wide open and it was just strung on it. He tilted his head and his mouth was filled with blood.

At this moment, Zhi Zhuxie roared "Ah!" and pulled out the scimitar from his waist to fight the charging Yan General, but the bodyguard beside him grabbed the reins and led him away.

Soon, Zhang Yi led [-] Youyan troops to appear in the rear and charged towards the Xirong cavalry.

The more than 1 horsemen who were left behind fought on their own, and some of them were separated to resist the Yan army attacking from behind. In less than two sticks of incense, at the moment of darkness, they began to be defeated one by one.

They were surrounded by infantry on both sides. As night fell, many people had to choose to drop their weapons, dismount and surrender!
The escaping corpse Zhuxie, led by a thousand soldiers from the royal tent and a chief general, bypassed Yuchi Gong's battlefield and fled north to the royal court in panic at night.

Finally, in the second half of the night, when the temperature was the coldest, he escaped back to the tribe, only to see a flag he had never seen before in the camp - the Han flag.

Among the tribes burning bonfires, he saw his son Xi Zhuquan and the two big households he left behind leading a group of cavalry. The cavalry were like dragons, rushing out from both sides of the tribe, holding torches to light the darkness. illuminate.

"Father Khan, I have surrendered."

Xi Zhuquan glanced at the young general next to him, wearing a winter coat and crotch armor, wiping the edge of his sword. He turned his gaze back to look at his astonished father in front of him.

"I don't want to lead the people of the Corpse Division to follow you into death!"

"you!!!"

When Zhi Zhuxie gritted his teeth and let out a sound, among the galloping cavalry, Lu Bu drew his bow and fired an arrow, hitting the opponent's horse. Zhi Zhuxie was directly thrown off his horse and fell to the snow...

He looked at the dark night sky, exhaling white air in big mouthfuls. The breath that was suppressed in his heart finally roared out in sorrow.

"what--"

The desolate roar lingered in the dark night for a long time.

……

Time gradually passed, and the dark night gave way to the dawn.

Part of the news from the two battlefields in front has been sent to the rear. In the simple camp, the shield warriors began to pack up their tents and handed them over to the care of civilians, preparing to form formations to escort King Xia again to join the main force in the front.

"The central Xirong project is basically finalized."

Su Chen looked at the battle report in his hand. The main force of the Xirong attack in a roundabout way was surrounded by the trap set by Li Jing. Almost half of the cavalry surrendered.

This is a large number of cavalry.

"It's a pity that their Khan was not caught. I wonder what happened to Huo Qiaoqi and Lu Bu."

He turned around and said with a smile.

Jia Xu, who had just woken up and put on his robes and walked out of another tent, also smiled: "Huo Qiaoqi has accomplished a great feat in his life. He has won almost every battle. With Lu Bu and Zhao Yun as generals, it is estimated that Zhi Zhuxie will lead the main force out." , the family was captured by Huo Qiaoqi and the others, and if he escapes back, he will just fall into a trap."

At this time Dian Wei also came over and was inserting his halberds into the holsters on his back.

Su Chen walked onto the carriage, took a sip of the porridge and water handed over by Wu Zixun, then turned his head and looked to the left, there was a faint sound of arrows in the sky.

"What's going on?" Su Chen was stunned for a moment, and Jia Xu, who was drinking porridge, was also stunned. He put down his bowl, "On the left... there shouldn't be a cavalryman chasing away evil spirits."

"Could it be...that Khan's cavalry in the western grassland?" Wu Zixun, who was holding a bowl next to the ancestral coffin cart, whispered.

"Based on the distance, even if Xi Zhuxie sent a messenger as soon as he knew that our two armies were coming to kill, the Luoti tribe in the western grassland would not have been able to arrive so quickly!"

Jia Xu had many details planned for the expedition to the central grassland. The sudden sound of arrows made him doubtful. After thinking for a moment, he expressed his worries.

"...unless the Luoting tribe has already prepared troops on its side!"

"How do the Xirong tribe in the west know that Gu will attack in winter?"

"What if the other party is also planning to annex the corpse and Zhuxie in winter?" Jia Xu took a deep breath, "We have really come together, Your Majesty, it is better to prepare to defend the enemy. The other party is obviously not in a hurry to take action, and just wants to reap the benefits. , eat the corpses together with us. They should have already found out where the king is, and have been lurking an army waiting for the opportunity."

At this point, the scouts who shot loud arrows were already running from the left.

"Your Majesty, there are a large number of cavalry coming from the west!"

He would definitely not be able to escape unless Su Chen randomly unlocked Zhao Kuangyi and used his special secret skill of the God of Sorghum River. However, Su Chen had no intention of escaping.

"Wu Zixun, you immediately ride your horse towards the north for rescue. Let the nearest Anuhu come with his raw slave soldiers first!"

Su Chen pulled out the King of Xia Sword, threw the scabbard away, threw it into the carriage and hit the sleepy Taoist Li on the head. The other person woke up with a start, covered his head and looked at him confusedly: "Who hit Pindao?!"

In his voice, the [-] shield warriors surrounding the ancestral hearse had quickly gathered in Dianwei's roar: "Formation", and piled up in layers on the left side of the cart.

In the morning light, densely packed cavalry surged like a tidal wave, spreading across the snow.

In the light, reflected in the eyes of Su Chen and all the shield warriors, there were pieces of metal with unique reflections. Su Chen, who had seen heavy cavalry, knew very well that this was a heavy cavalry covered in iron armor.

"It's a bit tricky." He whispered.

The sound of iron hoofs plowing the ground was getting closer and closer.

The cavalry group that was advancing mightily was led by a tall, strong general with disheveled hair and dark armor covered with the fur of wild beasts. His name was Tuoba Yuan, he had a rugged face, he was about thirty years old, and he was the number one in Xirong. warrior.

His father was once a royal general of the Liang Kingdom and was highly skilled in martial arts. He was implicated in a rebellion and was executed by the emperor. He fled to the western grasslands with his mother, where he grew up and practiced the martial arts taught by his father. , for more than 20 years, accompanied by expeditions everywhere, becoming the first warrior of Xirong.

And the level of martial arts is about to break through the first level of Zhongyuan theory.

But people's lifespan is limited. He wants to reach the realm of a great master. He heard the rumors and doesn't know whether they are true or not, so he still wants to come and give it a try.

Not only him, Luoting Khan heard that King Xia of the Yan Kingdom had a way to rejuvenate people, so he had the idea of ​​annexing the two large tribes in the middle and east, and gathered all his troops to invade the Yan Kingdom.

The original plan was to take advantage of the winter snow to launch a surprise attack on the Zhizhu tribe. To this end, Luoting Khan also recruited several soldiers from several countries in the Western Regions who had submitted to his command, and also took out his treasured collection of two thousand heavy cavalry.

However, things changed too quickly. Just when they were about to launch a surprise attack, the Xia King of Yan State also entered the grassland. After learning the news, Luoting Khan immediately adjusted his strategy and let all the soldiers and horses on the border lurk. To find out the location of the Xia King, he was specially assigned to command seven thousand cavalry and two thousand infantry from the Western Regions, as the first warrior of Xirong.

Another thousand heavy cavalry were mobilized, and they must succeed in one attack and capture King Xia of Yan State alive!

Rumble!
Seven thousand Xirong cavalry galloped behind, and the heavy armored cavalry at the front accelerated on the grassland. The flying arrows hit their armor, and sparks bounced off.

Tuoba Yuan used his inner strength and let out a huge roar: "Crush them!"

Plow the ground again and form momentum!
Looking at the charging cavalry, Dian Wei had to squeeze up to the front and lead the shield warriors to resist. He took the halberd with both hands, revealing his ferocious face, and also let out a huge roar.

"kill--"

The crossbow arrows shot out in a fan shape, and at the moment when the halberds formed a forest, the heavy cavalry, which was different from the Yandi and Central Plains styles, slammed into the heavily armored array with their thick lances.

They collided and spread on the front like raging waves.

The collision of metal, the scraping of the halberd on the iron armor, and the mournful sound of the fallen war horse instantly created momentum and crushing on the twenty-foot-long front line.

The shield was twisted and broken, and the man was killed by the war horse. The broken halberd was inserted into the horse's eye socket. The crazy war horse rushed towards him with momentum, and pressed another shield warrior to the ground. More horses and shield warriors fell to the ground. After taking the heavy step at the first moment, the first row collided with each other, and it was a scene of people falling on their backs.

Dian Wei was wearing iron armor. He held the heavy spear with one halberd and split the iron covering on the horse's head with one halberd. With a ferocious look on his face, he and his horse fell to the ground. He raised his feet and tried to get up. The cavalry's heads were crushed.

He stood on the front line, his double halberds made of cold iron. In just a few breaths, the corpses of war horses and people were spread out on the ground around him. Thick blood overflowed, and the war horses screamed and kicked wildly.

There were still a lot of cavalry spreading over. The light cavalry followed the heavy cavalry and continued to crash in like raindrops, squeezing the layer upon layer of shield warrior arrays, and the ground under their feet felt like it was shaking from the impact.

Jia Xu held a long sword and asked several masters from the Embroidery Department to gather together and stand in front of the ancestral coffin: "Follow me to guard the king!"

The two armies of Xirong and Xiyu rushed over under the leadership of Tuoba Yuan. At this time, to the north of the battlefield, the barbarian general Anuhu rode a war horse and led the raw slave soldiers to support this side. Five thousand raw slave soldiers rushed in a furious tide. Following the general, they rushed into the side of the attacking cavalry and collided ferociously.

Tuoba Yuan led the guard cavalry into the first line. He and the guards around him, relying on their overbearing martial arts, broke through the second line of defense in this heavy infantry formation.

The horse was dead. He jumped down, threw the big gun in his hand, and nailed a heavy step of Yan State. He pulled out the sword from his waist and bravely and invincibly killed them from an angle towards the ancestral hearse, one by one.

He grew up on the grassland. Although he was from the Liang Kingdom, he was very skilled in riding and commanding the cavalry. His martial arts skills were even more domineering and terrifying. The blade he swung had unparalleled power and could easily chop down any big enemy. shield.

Over there, Dian Wei, who was standing on the front line like a rock, also noticed the barbarian general who was attacking the ancestral coffin from an oblique angle, and turned around to kill him.

Tuoba Yuan glanced at him. On a normal day, he would be very interested in challenging the opponent to a duel, and then chop off the opponent's head as a trophy.

But at the moment, he was only interested in King Xia of Yan Kingdom standing on the cart in his field of vision.

According to rumors, the other party has the magic of immortality, which can make people rejuvenate. In this world, who can resist such a temptation.

As for why he didn't worship the other party, he never thought that Luantan Khan had a favor for him and his mother, and it was impossible to betray him. If he got the immortality spell, in addition to making himself younger, he also wanted to make himself younger. Mother, Khan becomes younger.

Tuoba Yuan thought so.

He had already killed through the formation, and did not pay any attention to the shield warriors who were rushing from the side. He kicked off his feet and rushed towards the opposite side. Several masters from the embroidery department did not dare to be careless and marched shoulder to shoulder.

Jia Xu held his sword in front of Su Chen. He saw the people from the Embroidery Department being knocked away or knocked to the ground. Jia Xu wanted to step forward, but Su Chen grabbed his shoulders and pulled him onto the chariot and threw him into the carriage. .

"King Xia of the Yan Kingdom? You have some courage!"

Tuoba Yuan lowered his knife that was still dripping with blood and walked towards the chariot quite relaxedly, "Excuse me, King Xia, please follow me for a while!"

Su Chen looked at him expressionlessly, slowly raised his hand on the hilt of the sword, and made a hook towards the other person.

"come!"

"Humph!"

Tuoba Chan bared his teeth and sneered. His figure suddenly turned into an afterimage, leaped into the air, and slashed out with the blade in his hand.

On the chariot, the cloak was flying, and the King of Xia sword in Su Chen's hand reflected the morning sun, as if it was drawing half a stream of light.

when!
The moment the swords clashed, Tuoba Yuan grabbed Su Chen with his other hand.

Inside the car, Taoist Li pulled Jia Xu away and rushed out; outside, Dian Wei knocked over an armored war horse and ran wildly in this direction.

next moment.

The carriage suddenly sank, and the horrifying sound of knives could be heard amidst the neighing of the horses pulling the carriage.

"General, how dare you take a step forward!"

It was like an elephant roaring loudly and exploding, and a tiger-headed sword slashed down against the sky.

Tuoba Yuan's rough hand, which was originally grabbing Su Chen, instinctively grabbed the incoming knife edge. At the moment of contact, a terrifying force struck him. Tuoba Yuan, who was in mid-air, was forced back to the ground, and a burning pain came from his palm. When he looked down, he saw a cut on his palm, and red blood was oozing out.

Tuoba Yuan lowered his hands and raised his gaze to look at the chariot.

On top of the chariot, a tall figure with a broad waist and armor wearing iron armor stood with his back to the sun, standing like a hill behind Su Chen.

There was a shadow on his face, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

But he could feel that a pair of eyes, like evil spirits from hell, were staring at him from the shadows.

　This chapter is big enough!
　　
　
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