Chapter 9: Who Will Go to Heaven's Will?
"What are you stunned about? Protect the county lord! The other guard beside Aitengana shouted!
Before the guard's words fell, the horse lance of the Anxi scout had already advanced into the detachment army, and one by one, like an iron rake plowing the ground, ploughed out a corpse, leaving only a few attachment troops who had been lucky enough to avoid the lance to stand sparsely in place.
"Huh!?" The guards guarding Aitengna's side held a scimitar in front of him with his right hand, and pressed Aitengna behind him with his left hand. Facing Ma Lu, who was in the lead, he had a strong expression on his face, but the continuous trembling of the blade exposed the tension in his heart.
"County Lord! There is such a harvest! As a scout of the Anxi army, Ma Lu was also familiar with the Turkic language.
The horse lance was like a spirit snake on the scimitar, and before the guards could come and block, the horse lance drew a circle around the scimitar, and immediately picked it up, and the scimitar suddenly turned into a brilliant light and flew into the sky. The guard screamed, and his eyes couldn't help but look up to the sky with the scimitar.
The horse arc again made a large arc, and the lance swept the defender's ribs with a force that knocked him to the ground. "Remember that you are faithful to protect the Lord and spare your life!" As soon as Ma Lan grabbed the reins, the white horse immediately leaped out of the sea like a dragon, leaped up, stepped over the fallen guards of the detachment army, and fell towards Ayitengna.
Before Aitenghena could recover from the fright of flying in the sky, she saw a white horse rushing towards her like a fierce tiger, and her throat was so frightened that she could not shout, and her hands and feet were even stiffer, as if they were not her own.
"Don't be afraid, little lady, it won't hurt you!" Ma Lu's left arm reached down, like a monkey fishing for the moon, and scooped Ayitengna into his saddle.
The man in gray was one step away from boarding the raft, and was very anxious, looking around to see that there was no other way to cross the river. The gray-clothed man had a knife cut on his right arm, and dark black blood soaked the crack, slowly flowing a winding trajectory along the torn lines of his clothes. Although the little lady he was holding was about the same age as Ayitengna, she was obviously much calmer than Ayitengna on this murderous battlefield, and there seemed to be no sadness or joy in her glassy pale blue eyes. But if you look closely, it seems to hide too much joy and sorrow.
"Sai Yifudin, watch out for the back, he's here again!" The little lady was very vigilant, her eyes kept staring around, and soon discovered the whereabouts of the man in black.
When the gray-clothed man named Sai Ifdin heard the cry of the little lady, he immediately hugged the little lady and rubbed her body on the spot, and in the process of arriving, he turned over, grabbed the end of the short spear, and threw it out with all his might.
The man in black heard the whirling of the short spear and hurriedly used the spear to block. But the short spear was very close to the ground, and the man in black barely leaned over and touched the short spear with his spear, but before he could exert his strength, the short spear bypassed the spear and slashed at the horse's leg.
"It's broken!" The man in black was frightened, and hurriedly put his feet on the stirrup, and jumped up from the horse's back again, and his feet were just above the saddle when the horse neighed and fell to the ground.
The man in gray seized the gap, and immediately rolled over and ran wildly into the woods from which he had come. But before he could reach the edge of the woods, he heard the sound of a trumpet from the west, and with the long sound of the trumpet, a sparkling fire flashed in the west, and in an instant the flames of the fire joined together, and the flames of the city of Broken Leaves to the south were intertwined, and the earth began to tremble.
"Oops, there are thousands of cavalry!" Saiyifuddin didn't expect that an unknown force would appear again at this time, but it was certain that it would not come to his aid. Thinking of the predicament he was about to fall into, the always resolute Saiyifudin couldn't help but feel like a dead face. In the midst of this predicament, everything that has happened in the past few months involuntarily begins to flash.
Shouldering the trust and entrustment of the caliphate, al-Al Saif-al-Din led dozens of elite warriors all the way from distant Damascus to Chang'an. Unexpectedly, his whereabouts had already been exposed, and there were many murderous opportunities along the way. Coming to the middle of the river region, in the grove on the edge of Broken Leaf City, Saiyifuddin was already single-handed, and was forced to a desperate situation by the enemy, although after many battles, the enemy only had a few people left, but he still firmly suppressed Saiyifudin.
If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the team that scared away the opponent, Anicee would have been snatched by the enemy, but after the battle, Sai Ifudin was unable to stop the group from taking Anice. Because this is the sphere of influence of the Turgish, Saiifuddin's first reaction is that Anicei was captured by the Turgish, and the strange thing is that this group of Turgish did not enter Shattered Leaf City, but lived in the camp south of the city.
Sai Yifudin had planned to enter the Turgish Camp at night to rescue Anice, but he did not expect the enemy to be outnumbered, so he made the first move. Fortunately, when he was mistaken, he seized the opportunity to snatch back Anice.
It was thanks to the strange little boy, but the boy did not look much like the Turgish in Saidif's impression, especially the eyes, which were particularly black, even deeper than the black gems in the Caliphate's palace. The little boy seemed to be very noble, and a large group of horsemen and horses were in hot pursuit, but they hated the enemies who broke into the camp directly, and helped Saiyifudin a lot.
Saiyifudin stumbled into the Suye River by mistake, and just as a group of people had made a sheepskin raft and were about to cross the river, Saiyifudin was about to grab a boat to cross the river, but who knew that it was still hindered by the enemies who followed him. After such a delay, he fell into the siege of the cavalry brigade, and Saiifuddin could not help but feel sad.
On the forest road south of Suye Water, the Beiting Light Cavalry, under the leadership of Wang Yong, was using the Che Suspension Formation to behead the Khan, but he did not expect that Kudulu would come from the north and happened to pierce the flank of the Tang army, and the few Tang cavalry suddenly fell into the attached army several times their own.
Yiba Khan looked at his son, who was still a little immature, carrying a cowhide Hulu and a cowhide bag, like a crazy wolf with an arched back, fiercely crashing into the ranks of the Tang army, and shook his head slightly, "This is my stupid son, you are still not ruthless enough!" The Khan smiled helplessly, "But how could it not be so!" Good son, it's a big deal to die together, and use a khan and a spy to commemorate the last glory of the Turgish! But there seems to be room for improvement. β
"Kill! Capture that little boy alive! The Khan quickly noticed Wang Fei in front of Wang Yong, and shouted loudly with a carved bow, his voice full of hope.
The Beiting light cavalry, which was attacked on the back of the enemy, fell into a vicious battle, and the relieving detachment army was like a group of wolves awakened, tearing the flesh and blood of the Tang army fiercely, and the Tang army continued to fall from the horse.
"Could it be that the heavens are immortal?" Seeing that the situation was reversed, the Khan looked up at the dark sky and said silently!
Woowoo...... The sound of long trumpets sounded in the west, followed by the sound of torches and rumbling horses' hooves, and the overwhelming momentum of thousands of cavalry put great pressure on both sides of the battle.
"God, what do you think? How is it arranged? The Khan cursed loudly in his heart, as a battle-hardened khan, he naturally would not be so naΓ―ve as to think that the three thousand cavalry cavalry that had broken through to the west had turned back. At this moment, the cavalry who could appear here could never be the aid of the Turgish.
"Warriors! Kill! He threw away the carved bow, drew out his scimitar, and slew at Wang Yong.
"Is it the Gazis or the Shatuo?" Wang Yong's eyebrows frowned slightly, and then he thought, "But no matter who comes, you need to survive the current hurdle first!" β
"Brothers, reinforcements have arrived!" Wang Yong shouted angrily, "Charge with a lance!" β
A dark cloud drifted by, covering the bright moon, and the battlefield of the battle was even darker, and everyone was fighting for their lives in this darkness, and no one knew how long they could hold out. In this dark moment, no one can predict what his future fate will be.