Chapter 260: Persecution (59)

In the middle of the mountain road, the defeat is like a tide, and it can no longer be contained. These heavy armored, hard-working green wolf riders. At least forty or fifty lives were lost in front of the breastwork, and the two wings were outflanked and damaged, and after paying such heavy losses, they were still able to fight endlessly, showing the true character of a strong army that crisscrossed the grassland.

But once the Obis Force fell, life and death were unknown, and after pulling out the card to grab the Obis Force, he turned around and left, the entire green wolf rider collapsed and retreated down the mountain road like a torrent.

If it were a golden wolf banner like Ashina's family with many heirs and the clansmen being restrained at all levels, such a thing would not have happened. If it is a military horse of the Han family, there are military generals on a layer of layers, even if the handsome flag is cut down, there will be no such thing. And the heirs of the Zhibi family are not prosperous, and Zhibihe has been restricting the nobles in the clan, and the original Zhibi of the military heart is now in the hands of Liu Wuzhou of Yunzhong City.

This winter expedition, the morale was not high, and under the supervision of Zhibi Sili, the green wolf rode still did his duty and fought desperately. But when the deacons fell, Baka regarded himself as the old slave of the deacons family, and did not come forward to take over the war. The green wolf rider collapsed like a snowy mountain!

In the mountain road, hundreds of green wolf riders trampled on each other and pushed each other, but they had to flee farther away. The ferocity and toughness of the right talent are all gone. Defeat is like a mountain, this is really a wise saying of soldiers.

And the Xuanjia rider crossed the chest wall, cheered and shouted, kept stabbing, chased the green wolf rider who fell behind, and in an instant, twenty or thirty green wolf riders fell, and in a short period of time, the loss was about to catch up with the consumption of the strong attack!

The mountain road has turned into a red muddy mess, and the corpses of the green wolf riders are lying everywhere, layer upon layer, no one expected that the green wolf riders, who have an absolute numerical advantage, would actually incur such a fiasco!

In the middle of the mountain road, Xuanjia rode desperately in pursuit. And on the two wings, the Xuanjia rider is also trying his best to keep up, throwing a rain of arrows at the collapsed green wolf rider, the green wolf rider is so dense, but whenever the arrow passes, it will not be in vain, and the green wolf rider who is hit by the arrow will fall to the ground without humming, and then be trampled into the mud that has turned red!

On the other wing, the green wolf rider also suddenly collapsed, rolled down the cliff, and converged into the defeated army in the mountain road.

In the heavy snow and firelight, the ironclad warriors retreated like a tide, and the Xuanjia cavalry behind them desperately pursued and attacked the thorn arrows, so that the end of this battle was also thrilling!

And Xu Le had already ignored these green wolf riders who had already retreated, turned around and went straight to the blazing Renwu Village. There has been another accident there, and you need to go to the battle formation by yourself and clean up the whole thing!

Walking away from Xu Le's horse, he saw Xu Le turn around, and he followed as if he was flying, and rushed straight to Renwu Village.

At this moment, in Renwu Village, the two sides also fell into a battle to the death.

The green wolf rider who came with a smoke and fire conflict, his body was still burning with flames, and his head and face were blackened, but he still held on and rushed straight to the wall!

Scorn was right in front of them, with one eye open, and no screaming, and his face was covered with the fire bubbles. That one-eyed, staring at those Xuanjia cavalry warriors who were desperately firing arrows on the wall!

The Xuanjia cavalry warriors on the wall of the wall desperately intercepted and shot, the battle reached this point, when the green wolf rode to the death, driven by contempt and ti, God knows how there were still so many green wolves riding in this Renwu village, and all corners were drilled out of the Turkic people who were burned to the ground, desperately attacking this section of the wall, and some of the green wolf riders were burned into a ball of fire, and they were still staggering forward!

Originally, it was still a step-by-step bow and shooting, but now it is all shot rapidly, and one arrow after another is sent out like a bead, in this short period of time, even if they are all with the wrenches of the horns, the fingers of these Xuanjia riders are strangled with blood!

The fireworks rose, the air distorted, and the green wolf riders continued to stand out like hungry ghosts in hell, rushing from all unexpected corners, and their vision was also hindered by the flames, and the feathered arrows were flying, but they really couldn't intercept all of these green wolf riders, and they were about to burst up the wall!

There is really no way, these green wolf riders are doing this desperate fight, and every green wolf rider who rushes out no longer has any plans to survive. In this section of the decisive impact, the corpses of the green wolf riding down and then ignited by the fire are also dozens!

A feather arrow swished in, and with a sharp tilt of his head, the feather arrow swept past his face, bringing out a blood mark, and the blood gushed out, and it was scorched and white.

In front of him is the horse road in Shangzhai, and now there are flames, where can I still take care of this, I rushed forward with a step, the spear in his hand was scorched hot, his hands were clenched tightly, white smoke kept coming out, but I didn't realize it.

When the green wolf ride on the mountain road collapsed, Wu Yiti led a group of burned green wolf horses of the Zhibi family to defend the dignity of the Turkic warriors!

Nar, who was on the wall, went out to sea and kept staring at the contempt for a moment, and the arrow just now was sent by him. As a result, he was evaded by Contempt. Seeing that Wu Yiti rushed up to the wall with a spear, Nar went out to sea and dropped his bow, drew his straight knife, and shouted loudly: "Fight hand-to-hand!" ”

In a few steps, he had already rushed up to the low wall, and stabbed with a spear. When Nar went out to sea and swung his sword, the spear shaft had already been dried by the flames, and under the sword, it was broken, and the spear shaft fell down the city wall, and then it was swept away by the fire and burned into a torch.

Nar went out to sea and swung his knife against it, and the two sides collided with each other, making a tooth-aching sound of metal rubbing and sparks splashing. The two big men almost put their faces against each other's faces, and they wanted to press each other's knives down!

Behind Wu Yiti, more green wolf riders rushed up, these green wolf riders had been roasted so that there was no trace of spit in their mouths, and they couldn't make a shouting and roaring sound, but they were silently wrapped in sparks and rushed up, holding all kinds of blades that they didn't know where to find them, looking for the Xuanjia Riders to fight.

Many green wolf riders have been seriously injured, even if they stand out, they will not live long, at this time, these green wolf riders of the obsessive family are more thinking about dragging these enemies to be buried together! Die in this flaming hell!

The Xuanjia riders dropped their bows and arrows one after another, drew their straight knives, and also met them. In the fierce battle on the wall, they did not have time to look back at the battle at the line of the breastwork.

The burning man had no idea that the Deacon Force's brigade had collapsed, they only knew that they couldn't let these green wolves stand out and threaten their brothers' backs!

Wrapped in flames for so long, even on the wall, these Xuanjia riders were scorched, their lips were dry and their tongues were cracked, and they couldn't make a shout, and they also surged up silently with their knives, and rode together with the green wolf.

On the narrow wall, the two silent teams of men and horses were desperately entangled and scuffled in one place to make the final fight.

The tallest watchtower in the village was finally burned and collapsed, and it fell with a bang, splashing the sky with spark dust. This war, at its climax, has finally begun!