choke element

Chapter 215 Torrent

Inside the fort, along the inner circle of the fort wall, a plank road from the bottom to the high place was newly laid.They all use a palm-thick wooden plank, up to two feet wide, enough to run a horse.

Guo Ning walked down the plank road.

He walked slowly, occasionally stopping a little, and spreading his arms, so that the servants who trot caught up could put on the armor for him.

Although Guo Ning was a Jiedushi, he did not change to a more exquisite and gorgeous armor.

He is a warrior who wants to go to battle, not a nobleman who hides in a safe place and plans strategies.Therefore, the armor is still the usual one, the phoenix-winged helmet and the green velvet armor.Although the blades of the armor are in good condition, they are clearly distinguishable from the old to the new. The new armor is shiny, while the old armor is full of traces of hacking and chiseling.

In addition to the armor, he was wearing a gray military uniform with a collar and narrow sleeves.The military uniform was half new and not old. It had been washed many times, but the blood was still hard to get rid of.

The whole set of armor weighs tens of catties, plus the matching three-layer cowhide lining, iron mesh arm guards, etc., it will weigh more than ten catties.It is difficult for ordinary people to even move while wearing such armor.With Guo Ning neatly dressed, his posture is still vigorous, but his steps are inevitably heavy, and the leather boots step on the thick wooden boards, making muffled sounds.

"Boom, boom."

Monk Luo, Li Ting and other important generals followed closely behind Guo Ning.They are all veteran generals, there is no need to give more orders at this time, everyone knows that it is time to attack.

These generals are already fully armored.Their spirits rushed back to the place where they were stationed, bringing all kinds of sidearms.Monk Luo and the others didn't stop, just like Guo Ning, they walked with their weapons hanging on their belts or carrying them on their backs.

On the heights of the Tunpu, hundreds of elite guards were always watching the movements of the generals.At this time, everyone stood up, everyone said: "Jieshuai is about to go into battle! Jieshuai has orders, fight with me!"

These battle-tested veterans rushed out of their respective barracks.Some people had already put on their clothes neatly, and there were clangs between their actions; some reacted a bit slower, helping each other put on their armor while running; Whoever is dressed will throw the weapon over.

These generals and elites are all masters of martial arts, all of them are fierce and human, and they have the courage of ten battles and ten decisive battles.When they are neatly dressed on the plank road, they are like iron towers, and they are like a group of steel beasts, striding forward.

"Boom, boom."

They walked more than half a circle around the plank road, and then entered the camp of ordinary soldiers.

Almost all of these soldiers had the experience of fighting in northern Xinjiang.After following Guo Ning, even in the intervals of fighting, he never stopped high-intensity training and rectification in the past few months.

On weekdays, no matter how much Guo Ning encourages him repeatedly, the soldiers will inevitably complain about it, which is human nature.But at this time, the soldiers discovered that it was those rigorous training and rectification that made the action and cohesion of Dinghai beyond imagination.

In the past two days, thousands of soldiers were inside the fort, and they heard the brutal fighting outside, but because of the military order, they couldn't help them anyway, and they couldn't even shout and cheer.

The soldiers seemed to see the tragic massacres in northern Xinjiang repeating again and again. They were irritable, they were furious, they were depressed and even puzzled, but the Commander-in-Chief ordered them to be patient!
until now.

The messengers ran down from the heights, shouting along the way: "The Commander-in-Chief has orders, fight with me!"

Thousands of people rushed into action, and the speed of response was extremely fast.The footsteps of countless people, the clinking of armor and weapons, and the orders of low-ranking officers such as lieutenants and generals came one after another, but it was orderly and orderly without any chaos.

They lined up in the open space outside the barracks, and then gathered in groups in the open space in the center of the fort according to the prior arrangement.Thousands of people stepped forward, the plank road swayed slightly, and even the whole fortress shook faintly, as if some kind of giant monster was churning in the deep sea, about to set off a monstrous wave.

"Boom, boom!"

When more and more people gathered at the bottom of the Tunbao, Wang Kou'er led his companions to pull out the war horses.

In the past two days, a large number of war horses were concentrated in the small stables, and the manure could not be cleaned up in time, so that the smell in the stables was unpleasant.War horses are very sensitive animals. Even with good feed, many horses are still irritable.Several times in the middle of the day, the group of horses lost control, bit each other, kicked and neighed, and if it wasn't for the fierce fighting outside, they would almost show their whereabouts.

In order to appease the horses, Wang Kouer, Ma Laoliu and others worked hard.There are also many soldiers who feel sorry for the war horses, so they simply brought their bedding and slept in the stables with their own war horses.

At this time, the horses were pulled out one by one, and the soldiers frantically ran back to the barracks to get their weapons, and then came back panting.

A large number of war horses happily approached the familiar knight, and licked some wheat cakes and fine ingredients from the knight's hand.When the knights jumped on their horses, the horses neighed excitedly, and countless iron hooves trampled on the ground densely, causing puffs of smoke to rise.

Then soldiers and horses continued to pour into the empty field, and the sound of their footsteps and the clatter of various weapons and armor suddenly merged into a sea of ​​noisy and violent sounds!

The sound echoed repeatedly among the high walls of the Tunbao, as if it had hit the same beat as the hearts of the soldiers.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The specific battle plan has been repeatedly deduced several times, and by this time, there is nothing more to say.The morale of the soldiers comes from their trust in the general and their desire for victory. At this moment, there is no need to use words to encourage them.

Guo Ning pointed at the whip and said in a deep voice, "Open the door."

The gate of Tunbao opened.Ni Yi roared loudly, stretched out his arms, and lifted a large flag obliquely.

Tunpu is located on the hill to the south of the port. It has an irregular hexagonal shape and only one main entrance. The long slope in front of the main entrance is under the cover of three city walls on the west side.

The battle has progressed to the present level, and the inside of the camp is filled with smoke and blood, even though several thousand households of the Mongolian army are retreating, the scene in the camp is still like hell.

At this time, many soldiers and civilians in the outer camps retreated towards the port, trying to escape by boarding a ship, and some people gathered at the main gate of the fort, thinking of just in case, hoping to find a little life in the fort.

A team of Mongolian light cavalry tracked here.

Many people have seen that in the past two days of fighting, there was no reaction in the fort.So for this fortress, the Mongolian army turned from being on guard at the beginning to being a little curious at this moment.

Over the age of forty, the experienced rider Tuhuluke led his men to push the horse forward and approached the group of people straight.

On the bumpy horseback, Tuhuluke took out his riding bow and fired arrows continuously.

When the horse gallops at high speed, people look left and right, and any target will flash by, leaving only a ghost image.But Tuhuluke is the best hunter. He has used this specification of riding bow for no less than 30 years.Within fifty steps, no matter whether it is a person or a beast, he shoots wherever he points, and the arrows are always shot.

There is no way to describe the shooting process in words.From the moment the eyes find the target, to the synergistic force of the wrist, arm and waist, the man and the horse, the man and the bow are perfectly coordinated, and the arrow is like a part of the man, flying towards the target naturally.

On the grasslands, herdsmen need to shoot rabbits, pheasants, yellow sheep, foxes, and even large groups of wild wolves.In the Central Plains, soldiers shoot people.In Tuhuluke's eyes, the Han people in the Central Plains are just like those chickens and rabbits. Although they are harmless, they can bring real benefits. Therefore, they are naturally the best targets for the Mongols.

Tuhuluke twisted his waist and turned sideways, and shot an arrow.

The horses are galloping, and the scenery in sight is changing rapidly.Tuhuluke quickly turned his neck, keeping his eyes on the flight path of the arrow.

Alas, I am old and a little short!
Tuhuluke saw that the arrow hit a tall and thin scholar, but missed the vital point.The arrow pierced straight into the scholar's thigh from behind, causing him to roll over and fall to the ground.He screamed and reached out to grab the arrow, but the next moment he noticed something happened, his pained expression suddenly turned into shock, into ecstasy.

Why ecstasy?Is this guy crazy?What is there to be happy about?

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Tuhuluke suddenly heard an uninterrupted loud noise like a tsunami!
Under the panicked shouts of his companions, he suddenly turned around.

The war horse neighed in panic and retreated again and again. The ground shook and the mountains shook in sight, and the sky fell apart.

A ferocious torrent of steel came overwhelming.

Tuhuluke subconsciously shot an arrow in the direction of the torrent, but it was completely useless, the torrent rolled on without the slightest pause, as if nothing could stop the torrent.

Tuhuluke reined in his horse vigorously and shouted loudly, motioning his companions to disperse.

But the torrent poured down from the heights, too fast and too violent.Tuhuluke's shouting stopped suddenly, and he found that there was a shiny blade on his chest.

With a huge momentum, the sharp blade violently stirred in his body, took him away from the horse, and lifted him into the air.It was not taken back until a chi-long horizontal wound was cut between his chest and abdomen.

Blood flowed from the wound like a waterfall, Tuhuluke's body lost its support, and fell to the ground like a dry old water bag.And the torrent of steel swept past him, and his companions were also involved in the torrent, crushing them to pieces.

(End of this chapter)