Chapter 17 Yunlang's persistence

"What can be done by being longer than a woman's hand!"

"The problem is that the divine dragon that can't hatch eggs will be accidentally killed by him, what else can you do if you don't follow Luan Feng?"

"You really won't back down?"

"Of course I'll back down, I didn't want to take all the credit on me, it's just that you want a pot, which is embarrassing."

"Okay then, the first credit belongs to the five of you, and Faqiu Zhonglang will need to be sent by the old man!"

Yun Lang saw that Xie Changchuan had no intention of joking, and knew that this should be his bottom line, so he hurriedly nodded and said, "That's very good!" ”

Xie Changchuan also breathed a sigh of relief, if Yun Lang continued to insist, he suddenly found that he didn't seem to have too many ways to restrain these teenagers.

Originally, sending them to the battlefield as cannon fodder could easily solve this matter, however, the background of these people was too terrifying, and he Xie Changchuan could be said to be the same in Baishan Mountain, after returning to Chang'an......

"The cave is well repaired, but now it's not big enough, it's not wide enough, you can't walk the army, and you can't walk the war horse!"

Hearing Xie Changchuan say this, Yun Lang's thumb is high, and he is worthy of being a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, and it is easy to find that this cave seems to have other uses.

"When I go back, I will send three thousand people over, finish the things here as soon as possible, and end the battle as soon as possible, in order to take advantage of this corpse, there are too many soldiers who have died in my big man."

Yun Lang shook his head and said, "You don't need a people's husband, you can only use ghost slaves, it's too dangerous here!" ”

"It's just a folk man!"

"That's our sibling too!"

"You actually call a businessman, a son-in-law, and a criminal official?"

"Even if it's a big man's name Hanako, it's also my siblings."

"The old man wants a fighter! No matter how many dead and wounded! ”

"It's useless, even if you send three thousand people, this hole is so big, you can't open it when you come, and there is no other benefit except for consuming more lives.

You can send Guo Xie to catch some more ghost slaves, I heard the ranger say, there are a lot of ghost slaves around here recently! ”

Xie Changchuan held back his anger and left, it could be seen that he was not happy at all, Yun Lang was even sure that if there was no guy named Xie Ning among the five people who benefited, Xie Changchuan would definitely not swallow this breath.

Yun Lang was very sensitive to the word Faqiu, so much so that he blurted out a new term for the general of Faqiu.

Obviously, Xie Changchuan didn't seem surprised by this new term.

I thought that this term was invented by Cao Cao, it seems that it was already there before Cao Cao, at least, Xie Changchuan knew it.

Yun Lang is actually not very interested in merit or anything, as a person who exists like a god of the Han Dynasty, it is very easy to make meritorious service.

Even if it is something that ordinary people can't think of, such as military exploits, as long as Yun Lang follows Huo to run around the world, the marquis will be a matter of course.

He just wanted to see the emperor's opinion of the Maudun Mausoleum and the subsequent disposition, so as to assess the consequences of the first emperor's tomb being discovered by the emperor.

Xie Changchuan didn't walk for a long time, and a middle-aged man came to Yun Lang, and when he saw this person, even a well-informed person like Yun Lang couldn't help but shudder.

Yun Lang has seen such a person, he has seen it in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor!

Thin, very thin, the dough is tightly wrapped around the skull, perfectly outlining the shape of the skull.

He has a big mouth, but he can't say a word, seeing that Yun Lang felt strange, he opened his mouth, and Yun Lang directly saw his throat, and there was no such thing as a tongue in his mouth.

Yun Lang was just polite, and handed the plate full of buns to the skeleton brother, who did not shirk, and threw the buns into his mouth one by one, only to see the Adam's apple tumbling up and down, and a plate of buns was swallowed by him in an instant.

"Hair Hill?" Yun Lang asked cautiously.

Brother Skeleton nodded!

"Fatoka Zhonglang General?"

Brother Skeleton hurriedly shook his head, his dark skin seemed to be a little shy, but it was too dark for Yun Lang to see.

After taking this guy's dispatch document and reading it, Yun Lang sighed and said, "It's up to Senior Brother next." ”

Gao Shiqing nodded, and led a group of shackled prisoners into the cave.

After Gao Shiqing arrived, Yun Lang left the cave, compared to this skeleton brother Gao Shiqing, Yun Lang was not worthy of carrying shoes for others on the hair hill.

Ancestral craftsmanship, and it has been going on for three generations...... At least that's what Xie Changchuan's paperwork says.

The Huns tirelessly harassed the camp of Hook Mountain, they roared their horses outside the range of crossbow arrows, and pretended to attack again and again, but each time they slowly retreated.

The situation was actually very bad, the Huns occupied three sides of the hook mountain, and only the inside of the hook was still under the insistence of the cavalry commander.

There are many ways to deal with the poorly equipped Huns, such as the wooden stakes on the ground that were planted deep in the ground by Yunlang.

Many skilled Huns attached their stakes to their stakes and galloped wildly, hoping to pull out all the stakes that stood in their way, and the only result was to have their horses overturned.

Then the clever Huns united four or five cavalrymen, and at the same time attached a wooden stake, and then pulled it outwards with great force.

I don't know why, these Huns did not cooperate very well, and the direction of their exertion was inconsistent, causing four or five war horses to fall to the ground together.

This is a very interesting phenomenon, Yun Lang and Huo Qubing and the soldiers watched it with relish.

"How deep did you bury the wooden stakes?"

"Three feet!"

"It's not deep! Why can't the war horse move? ”

"There are also some cross-branches under each wooden stake...... It can't be dragged out unless you use a cow. ”

Angered, the Huns found that the wooden stakes could not be dragged away, so they began to chop the wooden stakes with their own weapons, and after the sawdust flew, their thin weapons were bent or chipped.

"I want to lead the cavalry to charge for a while, and if I don't fight for a long time, it's not good for morale!"

"Yes, it must be a dip and leave, provoke the Huns to attack, we only have five hundred real cavalry, and we can't consume them at will."

Huo Qu went to Li Kang's army, Yun Lang glanced at Xie Ning, Xie Ning nodded, and signaled that the crossbow arrows were ready.

As early as the construction of the Hook Mountain fortifications, Yun Lang had deliberately flowed out of a passage, which was directly in front of the defensive position, just at the edge of the farthest range of crossbow arrows.

Because the terrain is high in the east and low in the north, Li Kang's cavalry is deployed in the east, and they can use this gentle slope to increase the speed of their horses to the highest speed in the shortest time, and after a while, they can return to Hook Mountain from the passage in the north.

If they change, they will also be able to enter the stake area, which is not suitable for horseback riding, but is protected by crossbow arrows.

Yun Lang took a long breath, beat the war drum, and after a few loud bangs, Huo Ran opened the gate of the village in the east, and Huo Quzhi was the first to rush out of the cottage.

The horn of the Huns also sounded at the first time, and the Huns, who were still entangled with the wooden stakes, quickly retreated, and lined up in a very short time, and then rushed towards Huo Qubing without hesitation.

The war horse in battle armor chewed iron and spitted saliva in its mouth, ran hard, trampled on the earth with four hooves like war drums roaring, and pouring down like wild beasts.

Condescendingly occupied, Huo Qubing had just left the gate of the village, so he reached out and took out the short spear on his back, and without aiming, the three short spears were thrown out with the help of the power of the war horse.

At the moment when he threw the short spear, the short spear in Li Kang's hand was also thrown out, and immediately after, countless short spears flew up from the herd of war horses, and the dark clouds shrouded the Huns who were galloping wildly.

Horses and spears fly together......

Woohoo...... The sound of the spear breaking through the air was audible even in the roar of the horse's hooves.

The Huns seemed to know how to deal with the short spear, and they actually hid their bodies under the belly of the horse during the gallop.

The short spear fell, setting off a rain of blood among the Huns, and the sharp short spear easily tore the body of the war horse, and then leaked out of the body of the war horse, and the Huns hanging under the horse's belly were worn on a short spear with the war horse.

Even the Huns who were not injured by the short spear were crushed under the body of the wounded war horse, and some of the Huns who were lucky not to be suppressed, seeing that Huo Quai's horse hooves had arrived, rolled out with a wild scream.

Huo Qu screamed angrily, and the small axe hanging on his arm was also taken off by him, less than ten zhang away,

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