Chapter 34: Tang Dynasty Commander

Liu Xiong is very good with knives.

He used to play in the mulberry forest during his free time. At that time, the sword was roaring but no one was seen. It was so majestic.

It’s different now, there’s no showiness at all, it’s just hacking, chopping, chopping, sweeping, teasing, and stabbing back and forth.

Especially after the galloping war horses were blocked by shields and spears, this guy was like a bear, relying on his strong strength, good weapons, and good armor. He carelessly moved around in the crowd, almost every time he struck with a knife, he was hit. Harvest.

The four remaining palm guards were also good players. They formed a small team, covering each other and closely following He Yuanshan and Liu Xiong forward.

They brought out five hundred people. After burning incense, less than half of them were alive, and the battle became more and more intense.

Ding Dayou, who was standing in Heyuan Mountain between them, still had no intention of stepping forward to rescue. Five hundred soldiers in black armor looked at the battlefield indifferently.

He Yuanshan looked back at the indifferent Ding Dayou with pleading eyes, and then looked up at Yun Chu who was standing on the city wall playing drums. He felt sad for a moment and broke the neck of a Turk who sneaked up on him with a hammer. , broke the feather arrow stuck in his chest and howled: "Fight to the death!"

After saying that, he discarded the copper hammer, drew out his Tang Dao, shouted and slashed at random, and charged forward.

The so-called fight to the death means completely giving up defense and only attacking!

The number of corpses on the battlefield gradually increased, and the sun above his head became more and more fierce. Liu Xiong forgot about the sun and time, and gradually separated from He Yuanshan. The four palms also dispersed and threw the last short spear. , gave up commanding the few Hu warriors around him, followed He Yuanshan and Liu Xiong's bloody path, and charged all the way towards the Turkic army formation.

Yun Chu's arms that beat the war drum were so weak that he didn't dare to stop playing the drum. No matter how painful and weak his arms were, the drumsticks still fell on the war drum again and again, making a muffled sound.

He Yuanshan's war hammer was lost, and the Tang Dao was violently hit countless times, and after chopping, it turned into a long saw.

Abandoning the Tang Dao that was cutting the enemy's neck, he picked up two short spears full of blood from the ground and faced the enemy who seemed to be unable to kill them all.

A mace hit him hard on the shoulder, and the lion's head protecting the shoulder was smashed. He Yuanshan's body trembled, and he reluctantly pinned the short spear in his hand between the front legs of the war horse, and the war horse whined. With a sound, He Yuanshan fell to the ground, dragging his left arm that was swinging wildly, and threw himself on the knight whose legs were pinned down by the war horse. He held the dagger high in his right hand and plunged it into the knight's neck.

After killing the enemy, He Yuanshan saw Liu Xiong step over his body and hit the belly of a war horse from the side with his heavy body. The horse that had just run lost its balance and collapsed. Liu Xiong exhausted all his strength. The Tang sword swept across with all his strength, and the heads of the horses and cavalrymen that had just been raised were suddenly cut into two pieces by this sword.

He Yuanshan watched Liu Xiong's body being knocked away by another war horse. For some reason, he didn't want to stand up again.

The pain in his chest was like tearing, his arms were burning like flames, his mouth was full of dust, but there wasn't even a trace of saliva, and even the air he swallowed was as hot as red-hot molten iron.

"That's it. That's all I can do."

He Yuanshan spread his limbs and looked at the two war horses running towards him. He knew that the next moment, the horses' hooves would trample on his chest, break his sternum and break his ribs...

"Buzz..." It was like a swarm of hornets flying over him. The two horses fell to the ground softly as if they were electrocuted. The horses' mouths were right at He Yuanshan's feet, spitting out a lot of blood.

Ding Dayou's ugly face appeared above his head, looking down at He Yuanshan and yelling: "A bunch of trash!"

After saying that, he held the Mo Dao and strode towards the rushing Turkic war horse. With his left foot as the center of the circle, he rotated his right foot in a circle with his body, exhaled, and the two-meter-long Mo Dao immediately spun and killed. When he went out, he didn't see how hard he used it, but the Mo Dao appeared in mid-air. The sword was everywhere, and all the people and horses within four meters were cut into two pieces.

This tall man stood in the center of the circle, Mo Dao raised high, as if he was welcoming the rain of blood falling from the sky.

The Turkic horses stopped in front of him and stepped back in panic. No matter how much the Turkic cavalry urged, they did not dare to take a step forward.

The instinct of the beast tells it that if it moves forward, it will die.

Several thick crossbows shot out from behind him. The few Turkic cavalry who dared to charge were penetrated by the crossbows. The huge momentum of the crossbows took them away from their horses and fell to the ground far away. Some of them fell to the ground far away. He held the crossbow weakly and tried to pull it out, but in the end, no one succeeded.

Ding Dayou shook off the blood on Mo Dao and moved forward slowly. Wherever he went, the Turks retreated one after another. Anyone who dared to step out of the group with a horse head would be immediately killed by crossbows flying from behind.

Countless legs crossed the top of He Yuanshan, and the coquettish smell of the man's legs that had been covered for several days filled He Yuanshan's nose, but He Yuanshan had never felt so at ease as at this moment.

Yun Chu was so surprised by the scene before him that he stopped beating the drum. He never expected that the greedy, lustful, vicious and ruthless Ding Dayou would actually have the ability to look down on thousands of troops after he went to the battlefield.

Seeing Ding Dayou treating the battlefield as their backyard and killing people like picking flowers, he couldn't help but open his mouth. This damn guy is just a little-known captain of the Zhechong Prefecture...

"It shouldn't be that dangerous to follow such a person to the battlefield, right?" Yun Chu asked himself in a low voice.

Immediately, he shuddered, and didn't understand why he had such an illusion at this time?

Looking up and continuing to look at the battlefield in the distance, Liu Xiong got up at some point and was dragging He Yuanshan back with difficulty.

Ding Dayou was in front, followed by five hundred black-faced palace soldiers. Among the palace soldiers, four light crossbows were carried on the racks and moved forward.

At this moment, the Turkish army formation was in chaos again. Ding Dayou waved his hand, and the four crossbows began to shoot again. The Turkish arrows once again enveloped Ding Dayou.

The crossbows raged among the Turkish people, killing them, but Ding Dayou stopped and looked at the rain of arrows falling from the sky indifferently.

The farthest feather arrow fell less than two meters away from Ding Dayou.

Two war horses suddenly ran out from the Turkic crowd, and the knights on the horses urged their horses forward frantically. They were very good at riding. While galloping, they loosened the reins of the war horses and held the bows with both hands, shooting arrows continuously.

Two huge shields stood in front of Ding Dayou, but his head was exposed outside, and the arrows whizzed past his ears.

These were two very good archers, and each of them fired five arrows in an instant.

There were not many archers who could hold four arrows in their fingers, put one arrow on the bow, and then shoot all the arrows in an instant.

Except for the two arrows that flew past Ding Dayou's ears, the rest of the arrows were nailed on the giant shield.

When the archers shot all the arrows in their hands and were about to turn their horses to retreat, Ding Dayou grinned and said, "Are you going back now?"

At this time, Ding Dayou had put down his Mo Dao without knowing when, holding two short spears in his hands, and after running forward for more than ten steps, he shouted and threw the two short spears out.

The short spears drew a long arc in the air. One of them landed on the horse's back and pierced the horse's body, piercing the archer hidden under the horse's belly. The other short spear crossed a long distance and pierced the knight on the horse.

Watching the two Turkic cavalrymen fall off their horses, the soldiers behind Ding Dayou all hit their shields with their swords and shouted: "Awe, awe, awe!"

At this time, a team of cavalrymen fought hard from the other side of the Turkic army. The leading black-armored cavalryman dragged a gorgeously decorated banner.

Yun Chu saw this cavalry and couldn't help sighing. When they set out, there were 500 black cavalrymen, but when they came back, there were less than 100 people. As for the Sai cavalrymen wearing pointed hats, there were even fewer. Yun Chu sincerely hoped that Jiesiga could come back alive...

The moment the black cavalrymen appeared, Ding Dayou's army slowly retreated, but the crossbows in the army continued to fire.

Yun Chu looked up at the setting sun and let out a long breath, feeling that this scorching afternoon was the longest afternoon he had ever experienced.

The Turkic cavalry slowly moved forward, and their ranks had become extremely sparse, not because too many people had died, but to prevent the crossbows from exerting greater power.

As Ding Dayou was the last to enter the city, the heavy gates of Qiuci City slowly closed, isolating the Turkic people who followed him outside the city gate.

Yun Chu was very leisurely because most of the people who came back were slightly injured, and the seriously injured were basically left to the Turkic people.

He Yuanshan, Liu Xiong, and the two remaining palm guards were dragged to a cool place, and buckets of cold well water were poured on them. In fact, every returning soldier was treated in this way.

He Yuanshan looked around, and finally saw Yun Chu's eyes light up, and shouted: "Still a boy, right?"

Yun Chu didn't know why he asked this, but he was only thirteen years old, and it was not shameful to say that he was a boy, so he nodded and prepared to deal with his obvious dislocation injury.

"Pee on my shoulder, hurry up, we are all men, no one will laugh at your little thing! What I need now is boy's urine to heal my wound."

Yun Chu, who was about to untie his belt, stopped immediately, stepped forward to hug He Yuanshan's injured left arm, swung it left and right, pinched the dislocated position with his other hand, exerted force on his waist, and with a click, He Yuanshan's dislocated arm was connected.

Slightly moving his numb fingers, He Yuanshan looked at Yun Chu and said, "You really know a little about everything."

Yun Chu put the kettle on his mouth, gave him water like watering a flower, and then looked at Liu Xiong.

"Don't ask me for boy's urine, that thing is useless, except that it makes you dirty, it has no effect."

Liu Xiong, who took off his armor and underwear, lay naked in the water. The battle just now should have made him feel very excited, and his thing was still straight and pointed to the sky.