Chapter Forty-Seven: Ten Horsemen on the Side Street Fierce as Wolves

After the front cavalry charged, Kudulu also drew his scimitar and followed the rear cavalry to charge.

The Khorasan cavalry in front grew faster and faster, and the hooves of the horses struck the streets like summer showers beating the earth mercilessly.

Kudulu will need to constantly drive his mount to speed up in order to maintain a proper distance from Mudea'a. And the cavalry in the acceleration still maintained a strict two-line queue.

Behind Kudulu, Ma Lu, who had just caught up, grabbed the reins and waited for the other Beiting soldiers to follow.

Frost is no less fast than the Great Eater, but the rest of the Tooth Soldiers' mounts can't match the Great Eater's horse in short sprints.

Because he was dragged by Wang Yong and Du Huanqiang to Ruyiju for the banquet, Ma Lan did not carry a horse lance and a newly acquired sun-chasing bow, and only had a horizontal knife with him.

When Fang was in a hurry to pursue the Great Food Scout, Ma Lu didn't care about borrowing bows and arrows from others, so he could only hang tightly behind his opponent.

Although he fought bravely, he was not a reckless man, and he would never be so big as to stop the opponent's more than ten cavalry alone.

Looking at the opponent's neat two-stage charging posture, Ma Luan's brows tightened. More than a dozen big food spies, just holding scimitars, rushed towards the West Gate, which was in complete formation and heavily guarded, without hesitation. This murderous aura that is not afraid of death makes him very vigilant.

The response of the Ximen guards seems to be decent, and there is nothing wrong with it. But Ma Lan was vaguely worried, and the defenders of the city gate might not be able to withstand the onslaught of their opponents.

While seeing the splendid glory of the Tang Empire, Ma Lan was also sincerely worried about the looseness of the mainland's armaments. Even the Longwu army that guarded the palace ban already lacked the courage to fight, and the government soldiers and the soldiers of the prefectures and counties in the interior were even more unbearable. Compared with the elite soldiers who fought endlessly in the border towns every year, the soldiers in the interior were simply farmers who had just taken up arms.

And in the border towns, not all the soldiers are equally elite. When he was in Qiuci City, Ma Lan noticed that more than 50 years had passed since the last time Qiuci City was occupied by the Tibetan army, and those defenders who had stayed in the city for a long time had become increasingly lazy in the comfortable atmosphere lacking the stimulation of external troubles.

Although they often practice, soldiers who have not experienced life-and-death battles on the battlefield can never become true warriors.

Tingzhou City has never been conquered for more than a hundred years, and the defenders who have been in peace for a long time are not enough to become the mainstay of resisting wind and waves.

And those Big Food Scouts must be the most elite scouts of the Big Food Rebels. According to Sai Yifudin, the Great Food Empire has been conquering endlessly since its founding, and in recent years, the civil war has been fierce.

Therefore, he anxiously waved his horizontal knife and shouted loudly to the tooth soldiers behind him. I hope that before the guards are broken through, they can give the big food cavalry a batch of troublesome backshit!

Surrounded by the Khorasan cavalry, Kudulu's horse was getting faster and faster, and in an instant, he felt that he was flying!

There was the buzzing sound of a large swarm of locusts taking off, and there was no need to ask, it was the crossbowmen of the Tang army who launched the first salvo.

Kuduru hurriedly leaned down, wielding his scimitar and trying to dodge the bolts.

Several muffled grunts were heard, apparently someone had been shot by a crossbow arrow, and the mount of a cavalryman in the front team was shot in the face and fell straight down. But the fierce Khorasan cavalry was unmoved and continued to accelerate!

"Jump!" The roar of Mudea Arulei was heard from the front, and the Khorasan cavalry of the front team lightly lifted the reins as ordered. The horses under their crotches were almost simultaneously reinstated with their hind hooves, and then they leaped high together and flew past the obstacle of the rejection.

In the face of the cavalry falling from the sky, the pikemen were a little frightened. The defenders thought that the rejection of the horse would be enough to intimidate the opponent, but they never expected the opponent to be so brave!

"Kill!" As soon as Mudea's mount's front hooves landed, he swept his scimitar and swung away several spears to find a gap for the forward.

The Khorasan cavalry of the front team except for one man's mount happened to be pike. In addition to the stab, the rest of the people began to swing their knives and slash in the array of guns. Mudea slashed left and right on horseback, unstoppable!

The cavalryman whose mount was stabbed broke out of the stirrup in time before the horse could be killed, and then rolled on the ground, swinging his sword like the moon, and slashing at the pikeman's leg. In an instant, two pikemen lay on the ground, then trampled to death by the horses of the Khorasan cavalry.

After slashing two pikemen, the Khorasan cavalry rolling on the ground had no time to leap up, but a Tang saber and shield soldier who inserted it from the side directly smashed into a pulp with the regimental card held high in his hand.

Swords and shields joined the band from both flanks, slashing and slashing several horses, slowing down the collapse of the spear array. However, the Khorasan cavalry was extremely warlike, and the mounts continued to fight on foot without being discouraged.

The scimitars in their hands were extremely sharp, and the wooden barrels of many pikemen of the Tang army were cut into two pieces during the battle. The seemingly strict gun array, under the strong impact of the Great Eater Cavalry, was like a river embankment washed by a mountain torrent, crumbling and about to collapse.

The West Gate guards, who were in charge of the command on the city wall, were staring at the battle below in amazement, worried. He had never expected that more than a dozen light horsemen, who lacked long weapons and heavy armor, were about to kill through the gun array!

And more importantly, the opponent's assault speed is so fast that it is far beyond the imagination of the defenders. He only ordered the innermost gate of the west gate to be closed, but he did not ask for the gate of the urn city to be closed, let alone pull up the drawbridge outside the city.

At this moment, the innermost gate was still closed, and the enemy was about to break through the defenders' defenses.

"Quick, close the gates of the Urn City and pull up the drawbridge!" The guards were in a hurry: "Crossbowmen, retreat to the walls of the urn city!" ”

Just as the crossbowman delivered the first wave of blows, the enemy rushed into the array of guns just as it was being wound. The team was originally preparing for the crossbowmen who had just wound up to attack the enemy's second wave of cavalry. But now that the Qianbo cavalry was about to break through the defense, the team had no choice but to quickly let the crossbowmen retreat west to the walls of the urn city to attack the enemy who might break through the inner city gate at any time.

"Jump!" Hearing the loud shouts of the Khorasan cavalry beside him, Kudulu also lightly lifted the reins. After the war horse under the crotch ran up, his blood was full of blood and muscles, and he jumped hard, and took Kudulu to the sky and jumped past the rejection of the horse.

Feeling the call of the battlefield again, Kudulu, who was flying in mid-air, clenched his scimitar, murderous, ready to kill after landing.

As soon as the mount leaped to the ground, several spears stabbed straight at Kudulu.

Thinking of his father's teachings and hard training on weekdays, Kudulu swung his sword sideways and swung a spear.

At this time, after the desperate fighting of the front team, the gun array of the Tang army had no formation at all. Swordsmen and pikemen huddled together, and the Khorasan cavalry fought at close range, with occasional stabs or slashes. Many spearmen, after the barrel of the gun broke, drew their horizontal knives and continued to fight hard, maintaining the line with their lives and blood.

The Khorasan cavalry in the front team also suffered heavy damage, except for Mutaia, the other three have all turned into infantry, holding scimitars and fighting the Tang army face to face.

After the rear cavalry landed, they went on a rampage like a brute bull. The defenders of the Tang Army, who were already in a bitter battle, suddenly increased their pressure sharply, and the barely maintained defense line was suddenly unable to support it!

At this time, Kudulu suddenly realized the subtlety of Mudea's tactics and the bravery of the battle.

More than a dozen Khorasan cavalrymen were divided into two teams, front and rear, and their responsibilities were completely different. The role of the front team is to fight a bloody way in Rulin's spear and try their best to cut through the defense line of the Tang army; The back team has to play a key role in determining the outcome of the battle with one blow. At present, the two teams of cavalry basically followed Mudea's tactical plan and perfectly realized their combat intentions.

And when charging into battle, the front team that first receives the enemy will naturally face much higher risks than the rear team that determines the victory. And Mudea's courage and will to take the lead and lead the front team to kill without hesitation made Kudulu greatly admired.

And the high combat skills displayed by the Khorasan cavalry made Kudulu even more envious. Although he knew that he was only facing the gatekeepers of Tingzhou City, and he was by no means the elite of the Beiting Protectorate, Kudulu thought that with the most warlike attached guards of the Turquoise Khanate of Turism, he might not be able to achieve such a great result with more than ten horsemen.

"If there are 5,000 such fierce horsemen, the rebuilding of the Khanate should be just around the corner!" Kudulu was slashing and slashing, while calculating. The bloodshed and fighting at the city gate calmed his anxious heart a lot, and he actually had a reverie to think about the future.

"Under the command of Father Khan, there are only 1,000 people attached to the guards, no more than 10,000 elite cavalry, and the rest are tribal herdsmen who are on their horses and dismounted for the people. If you can train 5,000 iron horsemen armed with Great Eclipse with the help of Great Eclipse, it should be enough to compete with Ge Lulu, Shatuo and other troops! Kudulu slashed a spear with his sword, and then killed the pikeman.

"The key now is how to recruit the Turkish warriors scattered all over the place. According to the information gathered by this trip, the Qarluq, Shatuo, and Agas all had a large number of Turgish in their hands. It's too far away, I'll talk about it later. On the side of Qarlu and Shatuo, you can think of a way to do it then......"

Kudulu's scimitar slashed diagonally, but was blocked by the sword and shield soldiers. When his opponent swung his horizontal knife and was about to slash Kudulu's mount, a scimitar entered from the side and slashed the sword and shield soldier directly.

When Kudulu saw it, he didn't know when Mutaia had come to his side. And the defense line of the Tang Army's gatekeepers has also been completely destroyed.

The half-closed inner gate of the west gate of Tingzhou still had a huge gap, which was enough to accommodate the cavalry to pass through, and the Tang army defenders who were in charge of closing the gate had already fallen in a pool of blood.

Mudea leaned upside down, wrapped his long arms, and picked up two large bloody shields from the ground. He handed a shield to Kudulu and explained carefully: "Your Highness, cover the key with a shield, there will definitely be a crossbowman in front." You follow me carefully, let's kill Tingzhou City together! ”

Looking at the heroic Mutai'a, Kudulu couldn't help but feel his blood surge. At this time, he felt that following behind Mudea, he could simply go to heaven and earth and be omnipotent.

"The whole team!" Mudea's scimitar pointed forward, and the Khorasan cavalry, who were fighting with the remaining Tang army's pikemen and sword and shield soldiers, sped up their movements and disengaged from their opponents. The city gate defenders, who had suffered heavy casualties and were exhausted, looked at the opponent who had begun to form a team, and there was nothing they could do.

The five or six Khorasan cavalry gathered together formed a wedge-shaped formation most commonly used by the cavalry, and prepared to kill out of the Ximen Urn City in one breath under the leadership of Mutaia. There were also two Khorasan cavalrymen, who had lost their horses, and they followed closely behind the wedge.

"Let's go!" As soon as Mudea's order was given, Kudulu heard the sound of screams and hurried horses' hooves from behind him! At the most critical moment, the pursuers of the Tang army still came.

"Your Highness, don't care about the pursuers, let's continue to charge!" Mutaia said coldly.

Kudulu's heart moved, and he immediately understood that Mutaia was ready to sacrifice the rest of the Khorasan cavalry to fight for a glimmer of life for himself.

After some fighting, Kudulu no longer hesitated, instigated his war horse, followed Mutai'a, and rushed out of the inner gate of the west gate of Tingzhou.

On the wall of the urn city, more than a dozen crossbowmen immediately pulled the hanging swords, and the crossbow arrows shot at the Great Food Cavalry like rapid raindrops.

In the carriage hundreds of steps away from the West Gate, the restless Aitenggna cowered in a silent corner, listening to the faint sound of fighting, in pain. Because the continuous sound of breaking the air and the sharp impact of weapons reminded her of the nightmarish battle of broken leaves.

To the south of the carriage, the soldiers of the North Court were still loudly driving away the pedestrians coming out of the South City, advising them to stay away from danger.

The tooth soldiers, who were anxiously evacuating the crowd, did not notice that dozens of Sogdian warriors were quietly converging against the flow of people towards the north gate of the southern city, with long scimitars hanging from their waists.