Chapter 41: The Legend of Undefeated - A Man's Battle

One hundred and eighty elite cavalry, and more than three hundred infantry, were the entire garrison of Haasr City.

These military forces are a bit too much for a small city with less than 5,000 people.

The Qarakhanid did not have much military strength at hand, and if it weren't for the fact that the city of Hasr was facing the vast Gobi and facing countless sand pirates, he would not have put 180 cavalry here.

The empire's formidable armies had to deal with the threat of its brother Iprahim Khanate to the west, as well as the invasion of the Uighurs in Ganzhou.

Under the attack from both sides, there were only cavalry in the simple army of Qarakhanid Yu, and the noble Taohuashi Khan Yu Supu once said that only by attaching four legs to the warriors could the empire deal with a two-sided war.

For the empire, the already subjugated state of Khotan, after the massacre, no longer had anyone who recited the Buddha's name, and it had become the granary of the empire.

Therefore, Khotanese did not need to garrison too many imperial warriors......

Meng Yuanzhi didn't think so.

Fueled by his growing self-confidence, he stubbornly believed that he could take the small city on the border of the Qarakhanid by himself.

He found a piece of white silk cloth and wrote on it with the blood of the dead cavalry -- five bloody characters of Meng Yuanzhi of the Song Dynasty.

Then he tied the banner to a spear and gave it to the cavalryman who could speak a little bit of what he could understand.

Seeing that it was still early, Meng Yuanzhi took the trembling ten horse slaves and drove more than forty war horses to Haser City.

It was only fifteen miles from here to Has'er City, and Meng Yuanzhi came to the city after a meal.

The rammed earth city wall was only a zhang high, and Meng Yuanzhi felt that he was standing on horseback, and he only needed to jump on the city wall with a jump, as long as he was on the city wall. There shouldn't be anyone in this small city who can stop itself from slaughtering.

There is only an army of 500 people in the whole city, as long as you kill dozens of them today and dozens tomorrow, it will not take ten days to completely clear the army here.

The defenders at the head of the city, who were originally very serious, suddenly burst into laughter, and Meng Yuan looked back, only to find that except for the trembling flag bearer, the other nine people had already jumped on their horses and began to run away.

Meng Yuanzhi was extremely annoyed. Taking off the strongbow beside him, the arrows were like meteors, and the nine fleeing cavalrymen were shot by him one by one on the wasteland before they could escape the range of the strongbow.

When the defenders at the head of the city saw this, they could no longer laugh.

"Me! Great Song Meng Yuanzhi, warn you for the last time, open the city gate and surrender quickly, otherwise once the city is breached, you will be killed! ”

The answer to Meng Yuanzhi was not the open city gate. It was a rainstorm of feather arrows, he waved his iron spear to block a few fierce feather arrows, slowly retreated to the outside of a stone's throw away, and looked coldly at a fat man at the head of the city.

"That person is the mullah. Mujiz? ”

The cavalryman holding the banner trembled and said, "It's him, Lord Mujiz's bow and arrow can shoot down the swans flying in the sky......"

Meng Yuanzhi grabbed a feather arrow flying towards him with one hand, frowned at the thumb-thick feather arrow, turned back to the cavalryman, and said, "If I kill him, will his men escape?" ”

"The infantry will run away. Because they were recruited by Lord Mujiz, the cavalry would not flee once the Peach Blossom Khan knew that they had abandoned the city and fled. If you catch it, you will be thrown into the snake pit...... There were no fleeing warriors under the throne of the Peach Blossom Stone Khan. ”

Meng Yuan sneered, more than a dozen of the fifty cavalrymen fled before, what is it that is not an escape?

After Meng Yuan smiled, his face became bitter, and he saw that the soldiers who were all over the city did not go out of the city to fight with him in the field, and his heart was full of anger towards Tie Xinyuan.

What is the meaning of a mountain, not me, I go to the mountain?

If you can't find Yu Chi Zhuozhuo for a while, just get something out and let Yu Chi Zhuozhuo come and find it himself, this is Tie Xinyuan's original words.

However, when he saw the blood-soaked banner, his chest was full of joy, no matter how hateful Tie Xinyuan's idea was, at least, in the matter of erecting the banner, he was very appetizing to himself.

Now, the big flag is dancing in the spring breeze, hunting sound, and has an indescribable majesty.

Meng Yuanzhi put on the armor, hung the arm shield on his arm, and urged the war horse to slowly come to the front of the city and pointed an iron gun at the head of the city, Mujizi, and shouted: "Mujizi, dare to fight with grandpa?" ”

Mujizi looked at the madman under the city, although he couldn't understand what he was saying, he still heard his name very clearly, and after a little thought, it was clear that this guy was going to fight him by himself.

Mujiz took the longbow in his hand and slowly pulled the bowstring, and the three feathered arrows rested on the rattling bowstring.

Meng Yuanzhi saw Mujizi who was drawing the bow, and the war horse under his crotch suddenly screamed, and his hind legs violently exerted force, and he rushed forward, and at the same time, the iron spear in his hand had already taken off his hand and flew towards Mujizi on the city wall.

At the same time, Mujizi's feather arrows flew towards Meng Yuanzhi with a sharp chirp, and the speed of the war horse was naturally not as fast as Mujizi's feather arrows, and the three feather arrows that flew over in a zigzag shape were not affected by the speed of the war horse, and still accurately stabbed Meng Yuanzhi's chest.

The long knife flew up in Meng Yuanzhi's violent drink, slashing obliquely on the flying feather arrows, two arrows fell into the dust, and the third feather arrow, which was slightly slower, stabbed heavily on Meng Yuanzhi's breastplate, and after making a crisp sound, it fell into the dust......

The horses were still accelerating, and the feathered arrows at the head of the city were falling like a torrential rain.

The iron spear that flew towards the city did not pose any threat to Mujiz, the distance was too far, and the iron spear was nailed to the city wall heavily, and it sank into the earth more than two feet.

Meng Yuanzhi's arm shield protected his head and face, and let the rainstorm of feather arrows fall on his body, the war horse under him screamed, and the four hooves fell to the ground as soon as they were soft, just in an instant, the unprotected war horse was shot like a hedgehog by the feather arrows at the head of the city.

More like a hedgehog than a war horse, Meng Yuanzhi curled up his body, and with the help of the power of the war horse, he rolled quickly on the Gobi like a thorn ball, until it hit the city wall, and then stopped the rolling momentum.

As soon as he raised his head, a huge stone fell head-on, and he had no choice but to continue rolling to the right, and the city was full of rocks......

The arm shield opened an unavoidable boulder, and the huge concussion made Meng Yuanzhi's chest hot, his throat and eyes were sweet, and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

Meng Yuanzhi roared like a beast, once again used his arm shield to open the boulder that fell head-on, stood up in the dust, and the five fingers of his right hand pierced into the hard rammed earth city wall like a hook and completely pulled his body up.

The rapidly rising left hand finally grasped the iron spear inserted in the city wall, and his body rotated around the iron spear rapidly, and flew up the city wall under his head and feet.

Before the body fell, the four spears stabbed fiercely, and Meng Yuanzhi, who was flying in the air like an eagle, drew a circle in the air with his two arms, and took the four spears in his arms, and as soon as his feet landed, he roared, and even the spears were thrown off the city wall with those soldiers who didn't want to let go.

Mu Jizi listened to the screams of the city, his heart was broken, he never thought that this Song man, who was not very strong, would really dare to attack a city alone.

Meng Yuan laughed with his bloodstained mouth open, but the long knife in his hand did not stop for half a minute, setting off a wave of blood in the dense crowd of defenders, smiling and rushing straight towards Mujizi, who kept retreating.

"Kill him!" Mujizi shouted, beckoning his men to attack, but he kept retreating, and he didn't want to face this devilish Song man at all.

Meng Yuan laughed again in the face of the surging crowd, a spear that he snatched over, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, every time he swallowed a snake letter, a defender of the city would fall to the ground softly holding his throat.

With a bang, the head of the gun was finally smashed by a flail, Meng Yuan reached out and grabbed the neck of the big man in the Western Regions who was holding the flail, and his neck was already broken with a twist of his wrist, the huge flail fell under his feet, he hooked his toes, the flail flew up, let go of the dead man, and the flail was firmly held in his hand......

The flail is everywhere, and flesh and blood are flying.

The first to collapse was not the small soldiers, but Mujizi, who had not fought for many years, this scene reminded him of the scene of his battle with the dead soldiers of Khotan many years ago, the same flesh and blood, and the same fearlessness of death.

He knew that this person didn't have much reason at this time, in his eyes, as long as there were people who were alive, they were among his killings, thinking of the wealth he had collected over the years, as well as his huge family, while this person was still entangled by his own subordinates, there was no need to fight with this person, Mujizi turned around and left.

He didn't want to run away, he just wanted to stay away from the devil, and prepare to call more people to surround and kill this demon, after all, there was only one demon.

It's a pity that at the moment when he turned around, the frightened soldiers who had been killed by Meng Yuan immediately followed the example of their city lord, shouted and scattered and fled, and some even jumped off the city wall directly.

Meng Yuanzhi ignored the scattered rout, and chased after Mujizi with his flail.

As soon as the thorny hammer head is struck on the head, the whole head will burst like a ripe watermelon.

Mujiz regretted the decline caused by his cowardice to death, he didn't expect that his subordinates would not even create a moment for himself, although his own guards were constantly intercepting the demon, the demon did not stop chasing him, as long as he heard the sound of the head popping behind him, he knew that the demon was not very far away from him.

The running body suddenly flew up, and Mujiz looked down to find a barrel with a spear head emerging from his chest.

The city lord died, and the people who hid in the house and peeked saw Meng Yuanzhi smash the city lord's head with a flail, and they could no longer control their fear from the bottom of their hearts.

He opened the door of his house, and followed the soldiers who had already run away, and the ghost cried wolf and ran towards the east gate...... (To be continued.) )

PS: Chapter 1