Chapter 509 Battle! (1)
Chapter 509
"coming!"
"So fast!"
On the mountain, everyone's heart tightened when they saw this scene.
Uzbek Tibetans are all born iron cavalry, no matter whether they know the art of war or not, they are the most powerful enemy.
Not far away, the 6,000 men and horses in Bachi City also moved. When they turned around, the yellow sand rolled and greeted the team actively.
Right under the eyes of everyone, the two groups of cavalrymen merged into one.
The black iron cavalry, densely packed, is as vast as the sea, spreading out on the ground like black waves, which looks extremely shocking. What is even more shocking is that this army still maintains extremely strict discipline.
"My lord, Jiang Yang Dalu is here to report. Everything is up to you, please give me your orders on what to do next?"
Jiangyang Dalu clasped his fists and bowed his head.
Jiang Yangdalu was dressed in armor, holding a pitch-black spear, exuding a surging aura from all over his body, he looked like a fierce general. However, in front of Bachicheng, Jiangyang Dalu still bowed his head!
"Um!"
Hachijo nodded in satisfaction.
He has the seal of General Huoshu Guizang on his body, and he has absolute authority here.
"It's almost there, get ready and wipe out the one on the mountain!"
Ba Chicheng turned his head and looked at the tall and straight mountain in the distance, his cold eyes released the aura of destroying everything in the world.
Now that Jiangyang Dalu has arrived and there is no more worries, no matter what means this team has, and no matter how many people they have, there is only a dead end waiting for them!
Rumble!
The next moment, the desolate, deep, and extremely distant sound of the yak horn sounded. With the sound of the charging horn, the Uzbek army, which was as vast as the sea, finally moved.
A Uzbek Tibetan lined up in a neat array, with his hands on his waist, holding a machete, and his cold eyes looked at the top of the mountain.
this moment,
More than 10,000 Uzbekistan iron cavalry were integrated into one body, just like one person, with cruel and murderous eyes, looking at those on the mountain road, it was like looking at a dead person. At the same time, waves of murderous aura erupted from the bodies of these Usi Tibetans. The more fierce the murderous aura, the stronger the murderous aura.
When thousands of murderous auras gathered together and shot straight into the sky, even the void was distorted. Clouds of dark clouds gathered from all directions, the sky was densely covered with war clouds, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense!
"Boom!"
In the beginning, the army just "squirmed" slowly, then faster and faster, faster and faster, and finally became earth-shattering.
"kill!"
With a single finger of the scimitar, an arc was drawn under the void, pointing far away, accompanied by a violent shout of killing, the next moment, the army was rumbling, thousands of troops overwhelming the sky, overwhelming the mountains and rushing towards the top of the mountain.
The war has finally begun!
...
At the same time, when tens of thousands of Tibetans from Uzbekistan began to charge, the atmosphere on the top of the mountain collapsed to the extreme.
"Prepare!"
Following an order, the machine vibrated, along the undulating mountains, a large metal shield suddenly stood up, and fell heavily on the ground. The metal shields were like fish scales, refracted in the setting sun. There were sparkling cold lights.
From halfway up the mountain to the top of the mountain, along the undulating foothills, Duwei Xu's 5,000 troops, plus Wang Chong's 3,000 troops, made a total of 8,000 troops divided into left wing, right wing, central army, forward wing and rear wing. A phalanx, more than a dozen echelons, layer after layer, densely packed.
Eight thousand horses were squeezed into a very small area.
This is Wang Chong's improved strategy against Captain Xu's arrangement. Facing the impact of the trapezoidal formation of the Tibetans of Uzbekistan, only a dense formation can withstand the charge of the cavalry.
The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building. On the top of the mountain, the atmosphere is chilling and there is no sound.
Everyone firmly held the knives, guns, shields, and axes in their hands, and their eyes were fixed on the mountain, and on the raging black tide! The superiority of the Tang Dynasty's military system inherited for hundreds of years is undoubtedly revealed at this moment. Although the heart is nervous and the enemy is at hand, no one flinches.
A soldier's bounden duty is to obey orders!
No matter what the opponent is, once the military order is issued, whether it is the orthodox army or the reserve army, they will unswervingly implement the order issued.
"Boom!"
The horses were galloping, and the Tibetans of Uzbekistan were getting closer and closer. Every blow seemed to have a force of ten thousand pounds. The huge force was transmitted to the ground, shaking the whole mountain trembling slightly.
Wang Chong stood on the top of the mountain, motionless like a sculpture, and his expression did not change in the slightest.
This calm attitude also invisibly affected the surrounding generals, making everyone feel much more at ease.
Three thousand feet! Two thousand feet! One thousand feet!
...
The speed of the Tibetans in Uzbekistan became faster and faster!
"call!"
Suddenly a strong wind blew up from the sky and the earth, and there was a familiar smell in the wind, which was the peculiar smell of the plateau people. Everyone is no stranger to this smell.
Back then, the 60,000 reinforcements fell under this smell and the scimitar!
Thinking of the killing, everyone clenched the weapons in their hands, and many people showed nervous expressions in their eyes.
It was an unspeakable suffocation.
"My son..."
On the top of the mountain, Lao Ying, Captain Xu and the others all subconsciously looked at Wang Chong on the top of the mountain.
The wind was howling, the air was turbulent, and Wang Chong's black hair was dancing fiercely in the air. However, that young face was as firm as a rock, as if nothing could move him.
The bowstring had already been drawn, and the sound of hissing echoed in everyone's ears. Everyone was waiting for Wang Chong's order.
When the two armies are at war, the archers will always be the first wave of attackers. This is also the biggest advantage of Datang and other foreign nations in the war. Occupy the terrain and have the greatest first-hand advantage.
At that time, Datang relied on the superiority of bow and crossbow technology that suppressed other parties, and almost swept the cavalry of all parties.
Everyone is waiting for Wang Chong's order.
When the war was imminent, even Xu Shiping, Lao Ying and others showed a trace of anxiety on their faces. But Wang Chong still did not issue an order.
"hold on!"
Wang Chong said calmly.
Eight hundred sheets, seven hundred feet, six hundred feet...
The distance is getting closer and closer, and it has entered the range of fire. The time is fleeting!
However, Wang Chong still did not give an order.
"grown ups!"
Pairs of anxious eyes looked at Wang Chong one after another. The number of Tibetans in Uzbekistan is far greater than that of Tang Dynasty. Only by using a wave of first strikes to reduce their advantages can the pressure on everyone be reduced. Even if it is only a little bit, it is beneficial to the situation of everyone.
However, Wang Chong remained indifferent and still did not give an order.
Those handsome eyes were looking down the mountain at the moment, they were extremely deep, no one knew what he was thinking.
The pounding of horseshoes sounded like thunder, and the shaking of the ground became more and more violent. Looking at the steel torrent rolling in silently from the opposite side, everyone showed fear in their eyes.
The disastrous defeat of the 60,000-yuan army was not long ago, and the death of General Li Zhengji also appeared in front of his eyes, as if it was yesterday.
hold on!
When the distance was shortened to 500 zhang, Wang Chong didn't speak, but Li Siye stepped forward and spoke, his energetic voice resounded like thunder in the sky above the mountains.
Four hundred feet, three hundred feet, two hundred feet...
Wang Chong never issued an order to attack.
Vertical shield! The whole army is on alert!
Fate was conveyed layer by layer, and when the distance was only a hundred feet away, Wang Chong's eyes finally flashed.
The iron cavalry of Uzbekistan finally reached the foot of the mountain. Thousands of iron cavalry were galloping like lightning, as if encountering an invisible barrier, they suddenly slowed down, and their speed was suddenly reduced a lot. It was this subtle change that finally made Wang Chong feel relaxed.
"coming!"
Many thoughts flashed through Wang Chong's mind.
If the plains of Yimapingchuan are the home of cavalry, then the mountains are the home of infantry. Only by taking advantage of the undulating terrain and the height and mobility of sniper cavalry can infantry have the opportunity to confront a large number of cavalry. A truly sensible person will never fight a decisive battle with cavalry on the plain when they are at a disadvantage.
This is also the reason why Wang Chong chose to fight it on the mountain.
Seventy feet, sixty feet, fifty feet!
Uzbek is getting closer and closer, but as the slope increases, the speed of Uzbek is also obviously decreasing.
The atmosphere became more and more dignified and tense.
The vibration became more and more violent, and finally violently bumped. At this distance, everyone can see every hair and veins of the Uzbekistan on the opposite side. Similarly, every Tibetan in Uzbekistan can also see the fluttering noses of the Tang infantry on the hillside and the trembling weapons in their hands.
"kill!"
Accompanied by an earth-shattering bang, the atmosphere between the two armies became tense.
"Boom!"
In the army, a black light flashed, and a huge flame spread from Jiangyangdalu's feet to the entire army, "fortress halo", charge halo, yak halo, speed halo, black burial halo, solid halo..., tens of thousands The halo of the thorns shone, and with the sound of thousands of yaks, the halo of thorns enveloped the entire army.
"Boom!"
And almost at the same time, on the opposite hillside, thousands of halos of thorns also lit up. One after another, the lieutenant generals sacrificed the halos in their bodies and radiated them to the surrounding army, the halos of toughness, power, combat, agility, passive halos, pillar halos...
Dense flames lit up the starry sky.
At this time, even Wang Chong had no choice but to summon Xu Shiping himself. Although the captain's strength is not strong, none of the generals under him are weak, and he has all the thorny auras that should be in the regular army. And because of Xu Shiping's own reasons, his subordinates have a lot of passive and defensive auras.
At this moment, the sky also seemed to be eclipsed by thousands of flames and halos, and even the flow of time slowed down countless times.
It seems like only a moment, and it seems that countless long centuries have passed
"Boom!"
There was only an earth-shattering bang, and thousands of densely packed Uzbek troops hit the embankment like huge black waves, and the troops in Datang slammed into each other heavily. At that moment, the earth shook, and the sky seemed to be torn apart.