The general will eat grass

Zhao Yuansong avoided the panic-stricken refugees and rushed to the defensive wall first. Outside the not-so-high city wall, Feng Jingde swung down his long sword and ordered ten thousand arrows to be fired.However, in the face of the vicious Huns, no matter whether they had combat experience or not, these soldiers were so frightened that their legs limp. Go out, only to fall outside the formation.Alas, this group of people can't even compare with the Tiangang Army, even the Changyang Defenders.

After the innocuous rain of arrows, the Huns stopped their iron hooves of attack and dragged out a man from the Central Plains amidst laughter. Among them was a big man with a braided beard, speaking substandard Chinese He shouted: "It turns out that the Central Plains people only have this ability, such as the black crow that can only croak, how can it compare with the eagle on my grassland!" Between the two battles, he said with a smile: "This man said that you not only have food, but also a large amount of silver and iron ore. Surrender quickly, as long as you surrender, we will not kill you."

"Liu Xianzuo!" Zhao Shilang rushed up to the protective wall, and when he saw the man between the two armies, he slapped the wall with his hands and roared angrily.

"How could it be him?" The Ninth Prince also followed up after resisting Liu Yong's obstruction in every possible way.

Liu Xianzuo, who only talks on paper, always wants to harm his male god, Shang Shushilang, who didn't expect that he can still be a demon after being relegated to such a remote area.Zhao Yuansong narrowed his eyes dangerously, really wanting to shoot him an arrow and kill him on the spot.

Feng Jingde in the battlefield didn't listen to threats at all. He controlled the horse's rein with one hand and a long sword with the other.The Huns were good at riding, and quickly fell to the side of the horse, and the big man with braids and beard successfully avoided the disaster.He cursed in the Hun language, his eyes widened with anger, and he let out a low growl. He pulled out the scimitar from his waist, jumped up from the horse, and slashed at Liu Xianzuo, who was curled up in the formation with his arms around his shoulders, before landing.After him, the group of Huns howled and rushed towards Beixuan's army.

The iron hooves and scimitars of the Huns brought boundless ferocity and cruelty.They tilted their bodies slightly, swung their arms downward, and the shoulders of Beixuan soldiers were split in half.As they said, they were eagles from the prairie, and wolves from the prairie, hunting like ferocious beasts, slashing left and right with a machete, taking the lives of others lightly.

The knife pierced through Liu Xianzuo's shoulder to the back, and a stream of blood flowed out. The pain made his forehead sweat, and the loss of blood made his vision blurred. He used his last strength to see the army of the Beixuan people, and was hated by him. Feng Jingde, holding a long sword, was fighting the Huns who had chopped him down.

He didn't intend to betray his own people. When he met the Huns in a panic, he just wanted to save his life.Really, he... Well, he doesn't know what kind of mentality he has. In military affairs, he is obviously better than Feng Jingde, but why does his strategy always fail in actual combat?Is it true that, as the Hussar General said, his failure stemmed from the fact that he had never actually been on the battlefield?He was a little reconciled, since Feng Jingde is so powerful, let him deal with the Huns.

As a general, shouldn't you cherish your own life and sit in a big tent to plan strategies?If the general died in battle, wouldn't the rest of the army become a mess?The blood flowed more and more, Liu Xianzuo's eyes turned black, and his body felt very cold.Never in his life, he thought, would he have the chance to figure out the answer to that question.

Really not reconciled!

No, he can't die yet.He opened his eyes with the last of his strength and looked for the leader of the Huns. As long as he killed that leader and gained a good reputation, he would not implicate his parents, wife and children.Found it, right there, he has to kill that person.

Liu Xianzuo got up with great difficulty, stumbling towards the leader of the Huns without hesitation, but was beheaded by the Huns halfway, blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing the Huns' face, and his head rolled on the ground. Get lost, staring at the direction of the leader of the Huns, staring at the leader of the Huns.

There were casualties among the Beixuan soldiers, and they panicked and shrank back like quails.Feng Jingde took the lead, waving his long sword and shouting: "Rush up and cut their horses' legs!" However, these frightened soldiers had lost their fighting spirit after seeing so many dead people and blood. If it wasn't for the deterrence of General Feng's reputation, they would have turned around and fled long ago.

"Jiuye, the generals need support!" Seeing the following scene, Zhao Yuansong's temples twitched and veins appeared on his forehead. At this moment, his hatred for the Huns was replaced by disappointment and anger at these incompetent soldiers.He asked the Ninth Prince to order troops to be dispatched. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a mess inside the protective wall. Not only the refugees were fleeing in panic, but even the princes' personal guards panicked.

At this time, Liu Yong rushed up to the wall in a panic, pulled the Ninth Prince and said anxiously: "Your Highness, Your Highness, I beg you, please retreat to the south gate. The Huns have always been cruel, and once they are provoked, they will never leave their lives Yes. If you have an errand, we slaves will be doomed!"

The Ninth Prince was very upset, and opened his hand, "If you get scared, get out, as a royal, you must never run away without a fight!"

This can't work!Zhao Yuansong turned his head to look in the direction of Feng Jingde, his eyes full of worry.Even if the general uses his troops like a god, but the soldiers have no fighting spirit, it is impossible to win this battle!

At this moment, he saw Liu Xianzuo who had fallen to the ground, got up again, and rushed towards a short and fat Hun wearing a sable fur hat and sable tails of the same color in front of his ears.Although he failed to reach the man in the end, his actions indicated that the man might be an important person.Zhao Yuansong asked Zhao Shilang at the side: "Master Zhao, you see that the horse of the Huns is taller than other people's. In addition to the fur, he also wears cotton brocade clothes inside. Will he be the leader of the Huns?"

Zhao Shilang shook his head, "I don't know, I've been in Puyang County for so long, and it's the first time I've seen so many Huns."

"Well, whether he is the leader or not, we have to try." Zhao Yuansong said.

The Ninth Prince pushed away Liu Yong who was in the way, approached Zhao Yuansong and asked excitedly: "Yuan Song, do you have any good ideas?"

Zhao Yuansong smiled, and fixed his eyes on Zhao Shilang, "Master Zhao, I heard that you are a teacher of Baimaguan?" Zhao Yuansong raised his eyebrows and asked while Zhao Shilang didn't know why, "Then you must know how to do it, right? "

There are still a few of the takraw ball fire bombs brought by Zhao Yuansong left. If used skillfully, they can produce unexpected effects.He didn't forget that when he was at Changyang Pass, County Magistrate Chen said that the Huns always have the greatest awe of the unknown.He told Zhao Shilang his plan in this way, and Zhao Shilang was amazed again and again.

Under Zhao Yuansong's arrangement and the Ninth Prince's order, all the props were in place.Liu Yong leaned against the edge of the protective wall with shaking legs, and read "No Clothes" aloud with his thin and penetrating voice.Then there was a sound of drums, accompanied by Liu Yong's repeated recitation, Zhao Shilang stood on the top of the wall, opened and closed a few sword moves, and finally gradually attracted the attention of the two armies who were fighting. "The Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law, fire!" Following his shout, he pointed his sword at the sky, and with a bang, countless sparks exploded in the air, scaring the Huns.

Zhao Shilang chuckled, pointing his sword at the man Zhao Yuansong recognized as the leader of the Xiongnu before, and shouted: "The Taishang Laojun is as urgent as the law, attack with fire, and kill!"

With a few swishes through the air, the sounding arrows and fireballs sent by the scouts were fired at the same time, and exploded in the ranks of the Huns, surprising their horses by surprise.

I heard Zhao Yuansong and the Ninth Prince on the protective wall pulling their necks and shouting: "God help me Beixuan, drive out the Huns and bandits, kill!" As soon as the gate of the protective wall opened, the Ninth Prince's personal guard led his troops to battle, "Kill, kill, kill!" Kill!" No matter whether he can really win or not, let's get back the momentum before talking.

Feng Jingde immediately raised the long sword in his hand and shouted: "Those who invade our Central Plains, kill!" Every sword he swung, the sword killed him, and the blood splashed on his body dyed him into a terrifying Shura.Seeing the general killing all directions, and encouraged by the audio and video of "No Clothes", the timid soldiers stopped their retreating steps, raised their swords again, and slashed at the enemy. "Kill, those who invade our Central Plains, kill!"

For a long time, people like them who have never really come into contact with the Xiongnu have always imagined the barbarians of the Xiongnu as vicious ghosts.Their fear of the Huns was born in their hearts. When they saw them for the first time, they had no courage to fight in their hearts, and they were afraid that they would never go back to the capital.Now, watching the Huns who were frightened by the fireballs and easily beheaded by General Feng, their courage and confidence suddenly increased. They want to use their strength to prove that they are a real soldier.

Zhao Yuansong saw the momentum of the Beixuan army, and immediately ordered the archers to replace it with heavy bows. The arrows of the heavy bows were all made of iron. There are not many people who draw this bow, and after shooting an arrow, the archer's arm will lose strength, and he needs to rest for a while before he can shoot the second arrow, but every heavy archer shoots without fail, and is recognized by the army For being a sharpshooter.

The fire bomb exploded on the head of the short and fat leader of the Huns, splashing oil all over his body, and the hot oil moistened his body, bringing the scorching of hellfire. He wailed, fell off his horse, and was swallowed by the fire while rolling.God Bai, he is in pain, come and save him!But their gods could not hear his pleading, and a sharp iron arrow pierced his chest with a puff.

"Tiantai leader!" Seeing this scene, the big Hun with braided beard rushed over furiously. Seeing that his leader fell into the flames without moving, his eyes were red with grief and anger, and he raised his scimitar to fight against his subordinates. The Huns shouted: "Kill, kill these two-legged sheep from the Central Plains... Uh..."

The braided bearded man was shot by an arrow accidentally shot by the Ninth Prince and injured his arm. He felt that the arm that raised the scimitar lost strength instantly, and suddenly another force pulled him backwards, causing him to fall off the horse. Then Beixuan's leading general flew out the long sword in his hand and pierced his chest and abdomen with a sword. Only then did he feel a heart-piercing pain spreading all over his body.Cough, he had a burning pain in his chest, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. Just as he was about to roll over to avoid the Beixuan soldier's sword, he saw the general galloping towards him. The five internal organs are smashed.In the end, he could only see the general's eyes with a bloodthirsty light.

The leader and the great warrior died in battle, and the Huns immediately blew their retreat horns.I have never seen a fire bomb that can explode in mid-air. The Huns turned their horses and ran for their lives as if they were amnesty. During this period, those Huns who were shot off their horses by arrow feathers were picked up by the soldiers brought by the head of the guard. The sword was broken, and the guards united together, all of them became brave, they arranged the team into a sharp triangle, spontaneously formed an offensive arrow array, and chased behind the enemy.The Huns retreated while fighting, dead or wounded, a big man let out a short wolf howl, the Huns gave up resistance, turned around and retreated in defeat.

They didn't understand why those Beixuan soldiers turned into ferocious warriors in an instant, even though they were just a group of gutless rats at the beginning?Could it be that the person standing on the wall doing the sword dance is their shaman?Did they really invite the gods to assist?

Feng Jingde did not pursue the enemy relentlessly, but sent back some remnants of the Huns. Since then, rumors have spread on the grassland that Beixuan is protected by the God of Fire.

"Ah~ah! The Huns retreated, we won!" The soldiers who fought against the Huns for the first time had excited and proud smiles on their faces. From now on, they are real soldiers who have gone to the battlefield and killed the Huns!

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