Chapter 1133 The Injury of Immortality

Everyone wants to control others while not being controlled by others. Most people feel unhappy when being controlled by others, just like Zaluda. He has been in charge of others for so many years, and if someone suddenly wants to ride on his neck, how can he be willing to do so?

Even the great shaman can't do it.

Zaluda stood in the queue. He was not wearing gold or silver, nor did he show any difference from the ordinary Xianbei people around him. He was still wearing a leather robe and leather hat. On the one hand, this kind of attire was to bring people closer to each other. Another reason for the distance between ordinary Xianbei people is safety.

Zaruda also knew many other leaders and commanders who were basically the same age as him before, but not many of them survived now.

An overly ostentatious outfit is the best reminder to your opponent.

The spring sun climbed up from the east of the valley, shining brightly on the entire Yinshan Manyi Valley Road. The sun slanted down on everyone, but it could not offset the biting cold light shining on the weapons.

The more bitter and cold the land, the stronger the human beings are, because those who cannot and are not adapted to fight against nature have been screened by nature in advance, leaving only those with strong bodies. A person with a fierce temperament.

Zaruda glanced at the sullen Hu Yehan, then looked at the colorful decorations and colors on his body and hands, curled his mouth slightly, then turned to look at the Yinshan camp, looking at Such a project built by the Han people on the mountain road of Yinshan Mountain. After a moment of silence, he shouted in a deep voice: "Blow the trumpet! Prepare to attack!"

Zaruda raised his arms, waved them in the air, and shouted loudly: "My sons, the opponent in front of us is worthy of a serious fight! Xianbei has traveled across the desert and has never encountered any opponent in a hundred years! These Han people, Do you think that one or two victories can stop us from tearing our way south, invade our land, and make our great Xianbei people surrender? They are dreaming! We are going to defeat their most elite warriors here , cut off the heads of their most powerful generals, kidnap their wives and children, and seize their property! Let these Han people turn around and run away when they see us Xianbei people in the future! Sons and gentlemen, move forward, move forward, rush forward Them, tear them apart!”

The bloody spirit of the Xianbei soldiers was suddenly aroused by Zaruda's shouts, and they all responded loudly. Over the years, it has become an established pattern and a habitual state to turn to Han people to solve physical and psychological needs when there is nothing wrong.

Just like what Zaruda said, in the past hundred years, the Xianbei people have been their back garden to the north, and they could come and leave whenever they wanted. Although the ferocity of the Han people still remains in the words of the older generation, in recent years in Bingbei, we have only seen the weakness of the Han people, but not the bravery of the Han people. This has also made most Xianbei people gradually believe that the Han people are actually weak. A nation that can be bullied is a nation that can be harvested at any time, but they did not expect that the Yinshan pastures would be taken away by the Han people and blocked here in the Manyi Valley of the Yinshan Mountains.

Why did Yinshan Xianbei decline and why did it fall into the hands of this group of Han people? Many Xianbei people will subconsciously attribute it to the negligence of Yinshan Xianbei, to the cunning of the Han people, and to the use of various dishonorable methods by the Han people. The method used unknown and terrifying monsters, but now they also have the blessing of Changshengtian, and they also come with the anger of Changshengtian, so many Xianbei people have high morale and think that the Yinshan camp in front of them is just one of their ways forward. A small stone on the ground will be kicked away in an instant...

Zaruda encouraged all the Xianbei soldiers to believe that for them, Bingbei, and even the world, as a Xianbei rider, was the top existence and the master of the war!

"Oh ho ho..."

After Zaruda's instigation, every small-headed tribesman in the queue shouted orders and assembled the queue. The horns wailed and the Xianbei soldiers also shouted loudly at the same time. The two winged light cavalry also took the lead and came out in the middle. The soldiers also moved forward slowly, and the prelude to a great battle was about to unfold on the mountain road of Yinshan Mountain and Manyi Valley!

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Fei Qian stood in the inner circle of the second level of Yinshan Yingzhai, which was the platform halfway up the mountain where Jia Xu originally projected the crossbow, and watched the fierce battle between the Han and Xianbei people on the walls of Shandao Yingzhai.

The crossbow machine that was originally located halfway up the mountain has been dismantled because of its range and transported to a position at the front for placement. Therefore, this has become the best place to observe and command the battlefield.

Under the condescension, everyone seemed to have shrunk by one size, and then they were entangled with each other like ants under their feet, risking their lives to fight each other.

Although the Xianbei cavalry's bows and arrows suppressed the two wings, the actual damage was not great, because on the one hand, the bows and arrows used by the Xianbei people were not lethal enough, and on the other hand, the war horses could not directly climb over the wall, so they had to It relies on human power to climb and attack the camp wall of Yinshan Mountain.

Therefore, the middle area is where the most intense and brutal fighting takes place.

The fallen soldiers from both sides were entangled. As long as they were not dead, they were still crawling on the ground and wrestling with each other. Pairs of bare feet, or straw sandals and leather boots, or even iron-clad combat boots, were constantly trampling on this small area, and these soldiers who were still wrestling with each other on the ground would not be beaten in time as long as they were not robbed by their own clothes. If you drag him away, he will often be trampled into a living pulp by someone's kick!

In the battle formation, the vast majority of the soldiers in it basically lost the ability to think when they encountered the enemy. They only knew where there was a gap in the battle formation and where the opponent's figure appeared, and they went there. Where to fill in, under the brutal hand-to-hand combat, whether you can retreat completely becomes the skill and destiny of each person...

Those who died on the spot often lay scattered on the battlefield. Only when the battle came to an end would someone take care of them, while those who were injured would be pulled behind and sent to the rear of the battle flag.

On the platform on the mountainside, Fei Potential could see very clearly that behind the battle flag of Xu Huang, who was on the front line commanding the infantry to defend the wall, there were already many wounded soldiers lying down. Even though Fei Qian spared no effort in investing in the weapons of his soldiers, during the battle formation, no matter how excellent the armor is, there are still many places that are exposed. Even if it can defend against cutting and piercing, it cannot defend against heavy weapons. blow.

Behind Xu Huang's battle flag, some of the wounded were really injured, while others just lost their strength in the fierce battle and passed out briefly. Therefore, after these people who lost their strength regained consciousness, they saw that the front was still there. The fighting comrades struggled to get up and join the battle formation again. However, when the middle and low-level non-commissioned officers who were fighting on the front line saw their joining, they often did not have the strength to say a word of encouragement and praise, so they could only The most you can do is pat them on the arm or give them an iron helmet, and lead them to where they are needed most!

The roars of the fierce battle between the two sides seemed to shake the spring sun in the sky, and it quickly slanted to the west.

As the time of the war increased, it became doubly cruel. Humans are not machines after all. Even though Xu Huang's side's sharp armor had a certain advantage, the heavy consumption of physical strength still caused the damage to gradually increase. …

In a short period of time, the Xianbei people launched three or four attacks in succession, each time with the same ferocity. Their light cavalry have also been cruising on both sides of the wall, shooting arrows at the wall. Although they cannot cause much damage, they have been affecting the mobilization and rhythm of Xu Huang's soldiers.

The area in the middle, especially the gate of the camp wall, has become a focal point for both sides. I don’t know how many people’s lives have been filled here. It seems that the upper and lower walls of the camp have been painted with a layer of red paint.

Fei Qian stood on the mountainside platform with a sullen face, motionless.

The smell of blood was so thick and permeated that even Fei Qian felt like he could breathe even as he stood here. The colorful figure in the mountain road opposite attracted Fei Qian's attention.

"I'm afraid this person is Xianbei's envoy shaman..." Fei Qianyuan pointed at the bright figure and said.

Zhao Yun stayed by Fei Qian's side, squinted his eyes, seemed to be estimating the distance, and said: "This person is probably responsible for this incident... It's still far away. If we can get closer, a surprise attack can be done." Take his head and kill him!"

As a man from the Han family in the North, especially Zhao Yun who was good at commanding cavalry, his control and use of cavalry was almost engraved deep in his blood and bone marrow. The key was Zhao Yun's growth rate, which was as if he was cheating. , extremely amazing...

Maybe there are always people who are God's darlings, maybe there are always some who have the so-called consciousness of Gaia. Sometimes Fei Qian can't help but think of Zhao Yun, a guy who claims to have been in the army for thirty years and has never touched his body. ah!

This guy seems to have all MISS BUFFs whenever he goes to the battlefield...

Think about it, there are people everywhere on the Changban slope, there are swords and guns everywhere, arrows everywhere and random scenes, but Zhao Yun is still unscathed, not even an arrow can fall on him. You must know that the surface area of ​​​​one person and one horse is not small, and it belongs to the battlefield. Logically speaking, people like Zhao Yun should be the focus of the archers, but they are still unscathed...

In comparison, Guan Erye is much more miserable. He is shot at every turn, and the arrows are poisonous...

Comparing people to each other is so irritating.

Maybe, as Zhao Yun said, a surprise attack is really possible?

Fei Qian pondered and estimated the success rate, and finally nodded and said: "As Zilong said, you can try it...but it's not the time yet, we have to wait..."

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Zaluda's face had long been as dark as the bottom of a pot. Now he somewhat admits that Yinshan Xianbei was indeed defeated unjustly...

The Han people were not as weak as he imagined.

This is the tragedy of the Han Dynasty, or the ancient times, where information was not smooth. Perhaps facing the same country, the experience gained by a general may not be able to become the understanding of everyone in his own country or alliance. When facing the enemy, Many people have to re-perceive and re-learn bit by bit.

Zaruda naturally saw Fei Qian on the mountainside. Although he was far away and could not see his expression clearly, he could clearly see his gesticulating actions.

No matter how many times, no matter how fragile the Han people's front seems, no matter how difficult it seems for these Han people to hold on, they can't be separated or broken!

The walls of Yinshan's camp are not high. It can even be said to be shorter than those of ordinary cities. At most, it is more than one foot but less than two feet. But on such a day, from the morning to the afternoon, there were repeated attacks. More than ten times, each time was extremely tragic. Now, even the most sturdy Xianbei athletes are exhausted. After many people retreated, they fell to the sky with their hands and feet spread out, breathing heavily. , not wanting to move at all.

Although the skills of the Xianbei athletes were somewhat reduced after dismounting, they still had an advantage in numbers, and they even climbed up the wall of the village. Unfortunately, they were defeated by the Han general holding a giant axe. After being forced back, I saw that the Han army was also exhausted, but the question is, why can't they attack for so long?

The sun has gradually set in the west, dragging the figures of the two armies extremely long. The shadows of the swords and guns waving to each other are reflected on the peaks on the side of the Manyi Valley in the Yin Mountain. They are beating, big and small, and look extremely strange.

What kind of fighting is needed to truly crush the Han people in front of us?

"...Great Shaman..." Zaruda walked to Huyehan's side and looked at the soldiers from both sides fighting on the wall and said, "Are you sure that the Han people have suffered the curse of the Immortal Heaven?"

Hu Yehan was silent for a while and said: "Commander, haven't you noticed that the Han people always only have these soldiers?"

Zaluda snorted and said, "Of course I saw it, but don't you think this is a trick of the Han people?"

Hu Yehan used the colorful scepter to pause heavily on the ground and said: "The Han people will never be able to resist the power of Changshengtian! You should fight hard now instead of doubting Changshengtian!"

"..." Zaluda stared at Hu Yehan, then nodded and said, "Okay, since the great shaman said so... However, it's getting late today, so let's go here first and continue tomorrow... ...Whether these are the only Han people, we will see tomorrow... By the way, once again, I do not doubt Changshengtian, and I have never questioned Changshengtian, haha, I am just... Great Shaman, I hope I There is no need to speak too bluntly..."