Chapter 672: Wind and Snow Cover the Sky (24)
Mu Gulu is a Donghu person, but he is not a normal Donghu person, to be exact, he is now a sinner in Donghu, he was originally the young patriarch of the Rouran tribe, the Rouran tribe is a medium tribe in Donghu, in that bloody Helin coup, his father, the Rouran patriarch stood on the wrong team, followed a large tribe that supported the eldest prince to oppose Thorpe, and was killed after the defeat, and the whole Rouran clan was broken up and rewarded the tribe that supported Thorpe, like Mu Gulu, who was originally noble, but was directly reduced to slaves.
If it weren't for Thorpe's desire to recruit brave men from among the slaves to form infantry, Mu Gu Lu would probably never have come out, and could only work hard day after day until he died, but after the conscription order, Mu Gu Lu keenly seized the opportunity, and his once loyal tribe tried their best to scrape together some gold, silver and jade, bribing Mu Banglu's master, so that Mu Gu Lu could have the opportunity to join the foot soldiers.
If you want to get ahead, you must show your own value, Mu Gulu himself is not an ordinary person, whether it is personal martial arts or the ability to learn things, he is much stronger than ordinary slaves, it didn't take long for him to stand out, and became ten people long, then a hundred people long, until a thousand people long.
Now, he is a tooth general commanding a team of 1,000 people, and he originally thought that it would not be long before he would be able to rise again, and the torch of the Rouran tribe would also be passed on by him again.
But things did not fulfill people's wishes, and the Donghu army, which had gathered tens of thousands of cavalry, was defeated so quickly and so miserably in Hetao, and now it is in danger of annihilation.
At this time, Mu Gulu no longer cares about hating Thorpe, but he wants to revitalize the tribe like this, in addition to the identity of the young patriarch of Rouran, he is still a Donghu man first, so when the general Yan Qi ordered, he will lead 5,000 palace guards and 10,000 Bufu to fight for the opportunity to break through for 20,000 cavalry. And at the cost of their deaths, he did not hesitate to take his men with him and launched the first attack on Vanguard City.
Like everyone, Mu Gulu also believes that cavalry is the foundation of Donghu, and under the current conditions, there is no possibility for these foot soldiers to escape, the vast snowfield, no grain and grass, and no horses. It is impossible for them to escape home, and as a Donghu person, his final value may only be reflected in fighting for a glimmer of life for his comrades.
He looked down on the slaves under his command, most of whom had been taken captive by the Donghu people, and some of them were other tribes who had been defeated and destroyed by the Donghu people, and in his heart he still considered himself a Donghu people. It has the pride of the Donghu people.
Another attack was defeated and retreated, and his thousand men, until now. There were less than three hundred people left, panting, sitting on the blood-soaked ground, looking at the subordinates who were lying or sitting around without the slightest spirit. Mu Gulu sneered, God has destined that they and themselves will die here. It's just that he is voluntary, and it doesn't matter whether he can build Pioneer City or not, in fact. It can't be defeated at all, as long as it can contain the enemy in the vanguard city and cover the main force of Donghu led by Qutu Argen to break out.
This can be regarded as the last thing that a Donghu person did for Donghu, thinking that when he went underground, his father would not blame himself for doing so, he would definitely be happy that he did what a Donghu person should do.
took out a bloody steamed bun from his arms, and he didn't know if it was his own, or the dead companion next to him, or the enemy, Mu Gulu didn't care about these at all, and bit the hard steamed bun in a big bite, this was the last meal of food sent down from above, but what does it matter, whether he can live until tomorrow is unknown, and if he is full today, he will die, and he will have to be a full ghost.
After eating the steamed buns, Mu Gulu fell asleep, and he didn't have any worries in his heart, but he was not at all in the battlefield where the sound of killing shook the sky, and he snored after a while.
He was awakened by the sound of a trumpet, he jumped up, this trumpet, was to order his thousand-man team to replace the attack, looked up at the sky, the light was already dim, above the city, even the torches had been lit, Mu Gulu suddenly smelled a smell of roasted meat, followed the fragrance and looked under the city wall, where there was still steaming, that is, the boiling hot oil poured on the city and poured on the besieging soldiers.
Mu Gulu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and pressed the feeling of wanting to vomit, perhaps, he was next.
Pulling out the knife stuck in the ground, Mu Gulu shouted, "Follow me!" Kill into the city. ”
With his remaining 300 or so soldiers, Mu Gulu once again rushed to the impregnable city wall. For a whole day, none of them could even climb the city wall, but they were still sacrificing their lives to attack, among them, there were people like Mu Gulu who were willing to die for Donghu, but most of them were just former slaves, Donghu people gave them the opportunity to get rid of slave status, of course they were willing to fight for it, but at this time, who was willing to die willingly?
Despite this, they had to go, still behind them, there were 5,000 heavily armed palace guards, these people who had been in Donghu for many years, naturally knew what the palace guards represented, and also knew the combat effectiveness of the palace guards.
Mu Gulu took most of the soldiers with this kind of mind, and once again pounced on the city wall.
When night fell, the world was completely plunged into darkness, behind him, finally sounded the horn of retreat, Mu Gulu dragged the knife, limped from the battlefield retreated, I have to say, his luck is against the sky, followed him to attack the city of more than 300 people, this time only more than 100 people came back, and he was only slightly injured.
But at this time, he was physically and mentally exhausted.
A hopeless war always makes people despair, he doesn't know if the main force under the command of Qutu Argen has broken through at this time, they have been fighting for a whole day, the enemy cannot be concealed for a long time, they can easily deduce the whereabouts of the main force of Donghu from their own situation.
With heavy steps, he walked back to the Donghu camp a few miles away, except for a few scattered fires in the camp, the whole camp fell into darkness, just like their hearts at this time, looking back at the pioneer city in the distance, but it was brightly lit, bright lights, illuminating the city extraordinarily dazzling.
Mu Gulu sighed, unlike ordinary soldiers, he was once a young patriarch of Rouran, and his knowledge was not even comparable to ordinary Donghu people, he knew very well that this big defeat in Donghu was really going to break his muscles and bones. The next time, it may be the turn of the Donghu people to defend the city and the Eastern Army to attack.
He hadn't taken a few steps into the camp, but his stomach was growling again, but he didn't have any steamed buns anymore, and the blood steamed buns that he had eaten in the snow at noon had long been exhausted.
Just as he was thinking about finding something to eat, there was a sudden commotion in the camp, and the troops who had entered the camp in advance suddenly became agitated, and there were people running everywhere.
Mu Gulu raised his head in surprise, how could this happen, the strictness of the military discipline of the Donghu infantry is not comparable to that of ordinary troops, because of their identity, the officers only found that they were whipped at the slightest disobedience, and beheaded at the worst, and never forgiven.
He strode inward, grabbed a soldier who was running wildly, and shouted, "What are you running around?" The barracks are noisy, don't you want to die?"
The soldier raised his head and looked at a commander in front of him, if in normal times, he would have knelt down, but now, in addition to panic, there was no fear in his eyes, "Run, they ran!"
"Who ran away?" Mu Gu Lu is inexplicable.
"The palace guards, the palace guards are all gone. There's not a single one left!" The soldier was incoherent.
"The palace guards ran away? Nonsense, the palace guards are the pride of the Donghu people, they will only die on the battlefield, how can they run? I'll kill you!" Mu Gulu lifted the knife, which was still bloody, and rested it on the man's neck.
"The general doesn't believe it, why don't you see for yourself, the palace guards have one person and two horses, and there are tens of thousands of war horses in the camp, do you hear a neighing of horses? Thousands of palace guards, have you seen one since you entered the camp? They ran away, they left us and fled!" Soldiers crying in despair.
Mu Gulu let go blankly, "Ran away, how could it be, they are the pride of the Donghu people!" No, they must be on their way to another battlefield, they must be attacking another army to conquer the East."
He desperately tried his best to find a reason for the palace guards, and at this moment, he saw Ru An, the general who commanded the entire foot guard, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he pounced and grabbed Ru An, "General Ru An, the general, they are going to attack another army to conquer the east, right?"
Ru An looked at Mu Banglu, but his eyes were full of pain, "Mu Gulu, we have all been deceived, deceived by the general, we are all outcasts, the general said that he would fight with us to the end, but he ran away, ran away with five thousand palace guards, and took away the last grain, we now, there is no grain of grain left. Now, I figured it out, Yan Qi had been thinking about running from the beginning, thinking about running alone, Qutu Algen, I was afraid that I would also fall into his big trap, and they were now afraid that they had fallen into a bitter battle, and they were afraid that they would not be able to get out."
Like a scoop of cold water poured on his head, Mu Gulu only felt that the backbone of his body was pulled away from his body at this moment, and his legs and legs were weak, and he fell to the ground.
Ru An glanced at Mu Gu Lu with some pity, "Mu Gu Lu, run away, we have been abandoned, we have no need to fight, whether we can escape or not, it depends on our luck, now, I can't take care of you, you are a thousand commanders, you have a horse, ride your horse, escape!"
Mu Gulu didn't seem to hear Ru'an's words, he lay there in despair, writhing like a worm on the ground in agony, and the faith in his heart collapsed in that instant. (To be continued......)