Chapter 812: Facing the Commander (1)

How could this Han man with the tricolor flag just happen to be here, or had he made it clear that he was going to target this Yinshan Mountain? When did such a figure appear among the Han people?

Aren’t the Han people busy looking for thorns in their own country in recent years, and have no time to care about the frontiers?

When Dugu was still the commander of the Xiongnu, he had read the remaining records of Maodun Chanyu many times. Every time he read that Maodun Chanyu commanded an allied force of 400,000 and besieged the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty at the foot of Baishan Mountain for seven days and seven nights. Deeds are always sighing. On the one hand, I admire Maodun Shanyu's magnificent war command post. On the other hand, I feel regretful. Why did an army of 400,000 people besiege Baishan Mountain and fail to capture it?

If Maodun Shanyu could hang the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty on Baishan Mountain, the world would have changed its color long ago, right? My ancestors no longer need to convert to any Xianbei people...

At that time, Maodun Shanyu was indeed a genius. You must know that he commanded 400,000 coalition troops. Deep in the desert, there were no golden drums or ox horns. It was difficult to surround the Han army when they arrived at Baishan Mountain. How can he be compared to the fact that he only commands more than 10,000 troops now?

But now, I can be regarded as imitating my ancestors a little bit...

Dugu Yuhuan turned over and dismounted, hugged the neck of a war horse that had been hit by an arrow and was bleeding profusely, and sucked hard on the wound for a few times. After taking a few mouthfuls of the thick, smelly horse blood, his throat felt like it was on fire. And the lungs are a little cooler.

Dugu Yuhuan pushed the dying war horse's neck towards the guards beside him, and without any orders from him, several guards pressed on automatically. Each of them drank a few mouthfuls of blood, and they all immediately became more energetic.

This Han man really had some luck. Dugu Yuhuan entered the desert. Although he only touched the edge of the desert for forty or fifty miles and did not go deep into the center, the oasis in the middle of the road disappeared, so Dugu Yuhuan and the others had to endure hardships. Now……

Dugu Yuhuan looked at the car formation in front, grabbed a Qian cavalry commander, and ordered him and his men to immediately attack from another direction. Then he opened his bloody mouth and called to the guards, "Everyone dismount! Aim for me. Shoot!"

The barbarians not only use horse bows, they will also dismount and become foot bows when necessary. Moreover, at this time, these barbarians' bows and arrows will be even more dangerous and tricky...

Dugu Yuhuan's guard himself was a leader in martial arts in the tribe. Now that he had eaten a few mouthfuls of blood, he had regained some of his strength. Hearing the commander's order, he almost immediately found the right position, drew his bow and arrows to find his target.

In the car formation, a Han army had just killed the Xianbei soldiers who had climbed up from the baggage car. Before he could take a breath, he was hit by an arrow in the face and fell to the sky without even making a sound.

The arrows struck one after another like venomous snakes, immediately gnawing a small gap on the outside of the car formation, and the Xianbei people cheered and rushed forward.

A military commander saw the Xianbei people outside the chariot formation with their bows and arrows bent. With a command, the Han troops in the inner circle fired a hail of arrows. The Xianbei people hurriedly rolled and fled, but such a close range shooting , it was not easy to escape, and several people were immediately pinned to the ground by arrows falling from the sky.

The Xianbei people were not afraid of death, and their horses could no longer move, so they dismounted, trampled on the human and horse corpses in front of the car array, and climbed up to the baggage train. The Han army, relying on armor protection, fought hard to get on. One of them was going to be killed with one knife. For a while, the two sides were fighting back and forth around the baggage car, and they were in a back-and-forth situation.

The two sides were exchanging casualties. Various sounds were heard from time to time on the battlefield, including the sound of arrows piercing flesh, and uncontrollable screams. Both sides were exchanging lives for time, but Xianbei was I hope this fight will end sooner, while the Han army hopes it will drag on longer...

Next to Fei Qian in the center of the car formation, apart from the heavy armored guards, there were already many wounded soldiers. They were all lying there, bleeding. Several veterans were coming and going to help these wounded soldiers. They took care of their injuries, but there were still many wounded soldiers who could not be rescued at all. With only a few breaths left, they stared at Fei Qian and the three-color battle flag above their heads.

Although the Xianbei people's bone arrows cannot break armor, once they hit exposed flesh and blood, they are easily broken inside the body. Even if the arrow shaft is pulled out, the foreign matter left in the flesh and blood blocks the blood from coagulating in the wound. I can only watch helplessly as the bleeding continues until all the blood in the body is drained...

Numerous soldiers continued to replenish the losses on the periphery, causing more and more soldiers to fall to the ground, and fewer and fewer soldiers to stand in the middle. The figures of the heavy armored guards surrounding Fei Qian also gradually appeared.

Suddenly, a guard on the side in front of Fei Qian let out a muffled groan. His calf, which was not covered by armor, was stabbed hard by a stray arrow that came from an unknown source. Blood suddenly poured out and his body became unstable. The whole person swayed, half-kneeling on the ground, revealing Fei Qian behind him.

This guard was almost in front of Fei Qian. As soon as he knelt down, Fei Qian's field of vision suddenly opened up! Immediately, it was clearly seen that the Han troops surrounding the car formation were gradually being pressed towards the inner circle by Xianbei soldiers. In some places, the array was scattered, and the car and the ground were full of corpses from both sides...

On the baggage train and on the surrounding soldiers, the mixture of coagulated and gushing blood showed the reddish-brown color of pig liver found in supermarkets in later generations. The black and red spots, large and small, were those of men and horses that had been chopped off and cut apart. The flesh adhered to the surroundings, and the yellow-green crooked strips were the intestines that were cut or torn. The yellow-white color exposed on the corpse was the bones that were exposed after being struck and broken...

Suddenly, a middle-aged Xianbei man outside the car formation who was shouting orders caught Fei Qian's eyes...

Lonely Yu Huan also sensed something. Turning around, he and Fei Qian's eyes collided in the air, as if sparks were flying!

Dugu Yuhuan's face slowly relaxed, then he opened his bloody mouth, smiled at Fei Qian, raised his palm and turned it up, making a beheading gesture towards Fei Qian on his neck.

The guard beside Fei Qian gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrow from his calf. He didn't care about dealing with the bloody wounds. He staggered and was about to stand up. Fei Qian stepped forward, held down the guard, and then Standing in the gap of the guard, he waved to Dugu Yuhuan, then stretched out a finger and shook...

I bought some oranges two days ago. They said they were lucky oranges. They were red in color and quite beautiful, but they were so sour... Could it be that this acid was vitamin C? Unaware of Mingli. But it seems that I have been deficient in vitamins recently, and there are some white spots and holes on my finger nails...