Luo Zhaoyun led the Yanjia army into the city, the people were like tigers, horses were like dragons, and the spears were invincible. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of swords clashed, extremely loud, the fire soared into the sky, blood splashed, and the entire Guancheng fell into a tragic battle.

The three thousand elites were wearing Mingguang armor, fully armed, experienced in a hundred battles, and had excellent quality, and under the leadership of Luo Zhaoyun, they directly killed the main military camp in the city.

There were more than 10,000 people stationed there, and at this time they rushed out of the camp in a chaotic manner, their clothes were disheveled, the formation was disordered, and their weapons and equipment were not complete.

How many days did he not fight in person, Luo Zhaoyun's blood surged, his pride was undiminished, and the spear in his hand was like a death scythe, slaughtering the lives of enemy soldiers.

More than 3,000 Yanjia troops roared out, and each fire team formed a small formation of ten people, both offensive and defensive, cooperating with each other, and with strong lethality.

After the two armies clashed, the Xiliang army was defeated with one face.

The bright iron armor, armed from head to toe, holding a spear and shield, carrying a great sword, carrying a crossbow and quiver, was too well equipped, the weapon was extremely sharp, and the hula rushed forward, like a torrent of steel crushing past, unstoppable.

Although there are more than 10,000 people stationed in the enemy's camp, but the combat area is limited, and there are only 1,000 people who can fight.

Da Duque drunkenly walked out of the camp with a machete in his hand, with a broad back and a round waist, strong and burly, wearing a battle armor in a panic, his face was like a purple eggplant, blue eyes, and big ears, and he shouted fiercely: "Don't mess up, kill with this king." ”

Some of the khans came up from the siege to protect the khan.

"Go, kill it."

A centurion hurriedly announced: "Khan, the enemy soldiers are different from the past, they are all elite armor, we have never seen them, they are very sophisticated, and it is difficult for us to defeat the enemy." ”

"If it is difficult to defeat the enemy, this king will not believe in evil, kill it, and don't fall into the prestige of our grassland people." Daduque, with the commander of the thousand and the centurion, organized a breakthrough outward, and wanted to rush to the gate of the camp and defeat the attackers head-on.

But when he saw the ironclad team, he was also dumbfounded, not only did the people on the other side only show their eyes, but even the war horses were like this, all of them looked like ironclad warriors, and the arrows of ordinary soft bows could not penetrate the armor, which made Daduque suddenly feel tricky and helpless.

"Luo Cheng is here, the city pass is broken, disarm and don't kill!" Luo Zhaoyun roared, his anger sank into the dantian, and he sent out with internal strength, and immediately suppressed the shouting and killing, so that most people could hear it clearly, and it spread far away.

"Who, Luo Cheng?" Da Duque was full of excitement, even if he was in the grassland, he had heard of this name, and he had no intention of fighting anymore, so he turned around and fled, not wanting to be attached to Li Liang's side anymore.

The surrounding Xiliang army also trembled a little when they heard Luo Cheng's name, looking left and right, obviously not wanting to resist anymore.

"Luo Cheng is not three-headed and six-armed, if you are afraid of him, we will kill him." There was a lieutenant commanding the soldiers and horses to resist, but the effect was very small, and many people were retreating.

In addition to Luo Cheng's prestige, the main elite ironclad army made them feel powerless, with exquisite coordination, strong combat effectiveness, small chance of injury, and high probability of killing the enemy, which made this group of Xiliang miscellaneous troops feel powerless to fight.

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At this time, Guo Xiaoke led the cavalry to set fire and shoot arrows everywhere, and soon, many tents, wooden villages, firewood piles, and granaries in Guancheng were ignited, and there were frightened horses running everywhere.

Tulouguan has become a purgatory!

Li Yun, as the commander of the defense line of the mountain ridge on the south side and the decision-maker of Tulou Pass, was full of anxiety at the moment, leading his troops to the city gate, wanting to regain control of the city gate, but Cheng Mingzhen led the troops to block the way and did not let him bring people to support.

The city wall, Yongdao, and dismount road on the south side of the defense line have soldiers fighting hard, Li Yun wants to save the city pass, but he will not be able to rush over for a while, and in a moment, Xue Wancheng led people to kill and assist Cheng Mingzhen to resist the Xiliang army on the south side, so as to create conditions for the annihilation of the Turkic army and defenders on the north side.

"Old fellow, the master is here to kill you!" Xue Wanqian was covered in blood, but his injuries were not serious, he was still a dragon and a fire tiger, holding a horse lance, and killed Li Yun.

That Li Yun had served as a county lieutenant in Xiping County, he was not a big official, he had never seen a big scene, and he was not very good at leading troops.

"Stop me, who's going to kill him?"

Li Yun sent people to stop Xue Wancheng, but he stabbed to death a lieutenant, centurion, etc. in three or two strokes, and there was no triad.

Xue Wanjian had the courage of ten thousand men at this time, rushed forward with his horse, waved his horse lance, was brave and invincible, rushed up with all his might, and almost stabbed Li Yun's vital point, but fortunately, there were guards who sacrificed their lives to block, so that Li Yun picked up a life, but his right shoulder was injured and pierced through the blood hole, and he screamed and retreated.

The Xiliang Army has been defeated on all fronts, the East Gate Pass has been opened, and many soldiers have fled for their lives.

The battle was fought until the fifth watch in the second half of the night, when the fighting completely ceased, and the shouts of killing subsided, and only those who refused to surrender after being caught were cleared.

Luo Zhaoyun carried a spear, this night alone he killed more than 200 enemies, the Yanjia army behind him exerted an amazing combat power, more than 3,000 people fought 10,000, and it was hard to push it sideways, beating the Xiliang army and the Turks, and the army was defeated.

The ruined city gate was in sight, and the corpses of the Xiliang army and the Turks were everywhere, mixed with their own Sui soldiers, who were also killed and wounded, stopped breathing, and turned into a cold corpse.

Bloodstains, firelight, ruins, corpses, blurred flesh and blood, the traces of last night's battle are vivid.

"Tulouguan has really been won." Many of the soldiers were complicated in their hearts, they never thought that the Sui army would break the city so quickly, and thought that they would block Luo Cheng outside and not be able to cross this defense line, but the Sui army successfully attacked and succeeded in a sneak attack two or three days after arriving outside Xiongguan, which made them feel awe-inspiring at the same time, they also felt admiration, and they were willing to join the Luo family army in their hearts.