Chapter 49: Fierce Battle

The wind howled, rolling up the snow on the ground like catkins, and whirling in the air one after another. The sky gradually became gloomy, and the golden crow under the west was above the clouds, stubbornly swaying its own light, but the thick clouds were like a thick curtain covering the earth, blocking the golden afterglow from the surface, leaving only the faint white light to penetrate tenaciously through the gaps between the clouds. Under the cover of night, Dingxiang City is like an ancient giant beast crawling on the endless snowy land.

As soon as the pale cyan smoke rose, it was swept away by the manic north wind, and the Turks led the horses back to the stables and fed them with carefully prepared feed. Then one by one, the Turks began to arrive at the hut and began to eat for the last time before entering the Tang Empire. Golden roasted lambs were placed on the table, and the Turks sat on the floor, knives in their hands, and began to feast on them.

At this moment, it was all dark, and a bonfire was lit between the camps, and the roaring flames illuminated the place.

In a splendid mansion in the city, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man sat behind a desk, looking at the exquisite food in front of him with a blank face, but did not move. There was only endless gloom and confusion in his eyes, his fists clenched tightly in his sleeves, his nails sinking into his palms, and the slightest trace of blood seeping out.

"Damn, these damned Turkic barbarians, who come here to slaughter the lambs fed by the people of the city unscrupulously, and even abuse the women of the city." The young man's expression showed endless struggle, and the slightest trace of blood covered his eyeballs, making his handsome face look unusually haggard: "Something must be done." But who else can be trusted here but myself? The boy muttered to himself, then stood up and walked out.

Outside the city, in the wind, stood rows of knights in iron armor. The horses snorted uneasily, the heat steamed on the side of their heads, and the soldiers looked ahead with expressionless faces, and in the forefront, a general dressed in gorgeous armor and holding a sharp sword was admonishing: "Your success or failure is in this move, and this battle must be won!" Not much else, I wish you success! Walk ......"

The lecture was short and concise. There was no one to respond, so he rushed out straight out and rushed towards Dingxiang City. The black pressure is like a dark cloud in the sky that will not disperse. The dull hooves of horses shook the earth, and the war horses were like arrows off the string, swept in with billowing snow and dust.

The Turks, who were eating with their mouths full of oil, had a natural sense of smell for the sound of horses' hooves, and they sensed sensitively the approach of a large army. One by one, they stood up and ran towards the porch in the outer city. Mouth screaming. Wind under your feet. But when they arrived at the place where their beloved war horses were kept, they were dumbfounded by the sight of Qiē.

One by one, the horses lay on the ground, piles of fresh horse manure behind each horse, and it was steaming, but it was not dry dung, but it flowed on the ground like clear water. The horses lay in their dung, neighing feebly, foaming at the corners of their mouths.

Jieli was feasting with Tang Jian. The two talked and laughed and feasted, so discordant and happy. Jieli even pulled the hem of Tang Jian's wide clothes. Ask him to sit on his throne and watch the dancing girls perform below.

At this moment, a Turkic man ran in in a panic, screaming Turkic words in a doll voice. Jie Li listened to the look on his face suddenly turned iron-blue, and the bronze zun in his hand smashed to the ground at once, and loudly scolded something in Turkic words.

Tang Jian was awkwardly refusing to sit with his might, because the strong smell of mutton on Jieli's body made him almost nauseous, if it weren't for his good upbringing and etiquette to keep his face still, I am afraid that he would vomit on the spot. And he is also proficient in Turkic language, but he pretends not to understand, this skill is only known to a few people in the lobby. So at this time, although he had turbulent waves in his heart, he didn't dare to show the slightest. can only hold on, even in pain.

Tang Jian heard clearly what Jieli said to the Turkic who ran in, it turned out that there was a force approaching rapidly, but the Turkic war horses were all put down, and they were all pulled to the ground one by one, lying on the ground in collapse, without the war horses, the Turks completely lost most of their combat effectiveness. This good news made Tang Jian almost look up to the sky and roar, but he also knew that if the slightest flaw was revealed, his life might be lost, and now Jieli was not sure whether it was the Tang Dynasty army that was attacking, so he would not kill him for the time being, if he knew that he understood their conversation and knew their details, he would definitely kill himself without hesitation. So he couldn't show the slightest flaw, so Tang Jian grabbed Jieli and said loudly: "Great Khan, let your subordinates do some small things, now let's discuss the alliance between the Turks and the Tang Dynasty, before the contemptible people came here, the saint had said to the contemptible people, he was willing to marry the twenty-third daughter of the Emperor Taishang, Princess Hengyang, to your Turkic prince Ashinadur, and the two families will always marry the Qin and Jin dynasties, I don't know what the Great Khan wants?" ”

If Jieli had been in the mood to chirp with Tang Jian before, but now that there is such a big thing, how can he sit still, because he is not sure whether it is the army of the Tang Dynasty that is attacking, and it is not good to take Tang Jian, so he can only say to Tang Jian apologetically: "This matter will be discussed later, now my Turkic camp needs to be dealt with by Ben Khan except for some things, and I will drink here with Mr. today first, and then drink with Mr. another day without getting drunk!" As he spoke, he motioned to the guards on the side to take Tang Jian back to the tent where their Tang envoys lived.

Tang Jian followed the guards all the way, thinking about it in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he would definitely be able to separate the victory and defeat with the Turks today and solve the trouble of Datang's henchmen. So his face was full of light.

Back at the camp, Tang Jian laughed loudly: "Haha...... It's done! If the Turks are destroyed, why should I be afraid of Tang Jian's death! When the float is white! Tang Jian's voice was not suppressed in the slightest, and the dozen or so Li Jing's guards standing outside his tent glanced at each other, two of them nodded to each other, and then quietly left. The rest stood guard earnestly, ignoring the eyes of the Turks who were looking around.

The army rushed to the head of the city. The short city wall of Dingxiang City could not stop the huge shield in the hands of the knight at the front, and the heavy iron shield would make a loud noise when it slapped on the thin city wall. The walls were trembling, too. Under these dozen or twenty blows, the low city wall began to crack and would fall down at any moment.

And the city gate was even weaker, the small city gate could not withstand the impact of the huge siege wood at all, and this thing was sawed into several pieces by Li Jing and piled up two large sleds before bringing it over. Because of the clever use of buckle sawing, now spliced together, can fully function. The gates collapsed. The besieging soldiers threw down the huge logs on their shoulders and went straight forward to fight. In addition to carrying wood, they also hung a horizontal knife around their waists. The horizontal knife directly slashed over a cloth-clad defender in front of him, and then rushed into the city with a head full of blood and rushed to kill.

Behind them, the cavalry advanced rapidly. poured into the city gates. Then he rushed into the city, and the narrow streets were galloping under the horses, and the soldiers who fled in front became the best targets, and immediately the horse lance in the hand of the knight stretched and shrunk like a spirit snake spitting letters, and reaped the lives one by one. In the houses on both sides of the street, people secretly looked out through the cracks in the doors, looking at the soldiers who were slaughtered to defend the city, some happy and some sad. These people migrated after Empress Xiao and Yang Zhengdao. Some of them had male members of their families serving as soldiers in the Turkic canonized Sui kingdoms. These people burst into tears when they saw their relatives being slaughtered, while the rest were other people. They had no relatives in the army, but they were bullied by the Turks, who wantonly slaughtered their livestock and even robbed their wives and daughters. These people hate the Turks to the core. The Turks, on the other hand, did not move the families of those who served in the Sui army, which also contained resentment against these so-called Sui army troops. So when they saw this scene, they smiled and almost high-fived to celebrate.

Countless people were running and dodging everywhere, countless people were crying and crying, and countless Turks in leather armor were charging at this group of cavalry, waving scimitars in their hands and arrows on the strings, shooting them one after another. But the soldiers on the horses paid no attention to the arrows, they wore heavy armor, and even the horses were draped, and the arrows could only make a sound and splash a spark when they hit them. There is no other result.

This is a heavy cavalry, yes, the whole body is covered by iron armor, even the face is covered by face armor, only a pair of dark eyes are hollow, like a black hole to suck people's souls.

Heavy cavalry appeared on the battlefield during the Tang Dynasty, this seems to be the first time, there are examples of heavy cavalry used in the history of the previous dynasty, but the Tang Dynasty has never used heavy cavalry, this thing is really a cost of soldiers and horses. Not the best war horse and the strongest soldier basically can't play this thing, because this armor weighs seventy or eighty pounds, which is three times the price of other horses, and plus the weight of the vest knight, the war horse has to be carried close to five hundred catties, which is very high for the war horse. The Tang Dynasty lacked war horses, because most of the places that produced good horses were in the hands of the hostile countries of the Tang Dynasty, such as the Turks, Tieler, Jin, Uighurs, and so on. These alien races are all eyeing the Central Plains, how can they flow a large number of war horses to the enemy?

Therefore, these 3,000 heavy cavalry were formed by Li Jing gathering the strongest war horses in the two armies of the left and right armed guards, and the same is true for the soldiers, this is a strategy that has been set since several years ago, and the results of the secret training over the years are finally about to be tested. The heavy cavalry no longer has speed and sprinting power, but slowly crushes a qiē, and can only be beaten if it can't move, this is the tiger biting the hedgehog - there is nowhere to go.

The number of 3,000 heavy armor is not much, so it slowly runs over along the narrow streets, the Turks live in the vast grassland, and they have always been riding galloping horses to raid others, and they can only stand on the ground at this time and suddenly feel uncomfortable. There is no place to play the skills of a body, and even the light scimitar that he wields on weekdays looks stupid at this time.

Crushed all the way, spilled patches of blood all the way, bloomed bewitching blood flowers, and screams that were either low or high-pitched.

Li Jing stood on a high platform outside the city, personally beating the drum for the Tang Dynasty soldiers, a song "General Order" played with surging blood, the drum beat resounded through the small Dingxiang City, inspiring the Tang Dynasty soldiers' fighting spirit, the horse lance in his hand waved more briskly, and a stab out and take it back will take away the life of an enemy.

At this moment, a huge sound shook the earthquake, and a city wall was directly knocked down, and the Tang cavalry behind the city wall rushed straight in, another gap was opened, and the black armor like a tide poured in.

Jieli stood at the highest point in the city at this time, where was his camp, looking at the countless black iron armor, he roared loudly: "Damn Tang people, damn two-legged sheep!" You treacherous bastards, you will be punished by the great wolf gods, and you will be the dinner of the wolves! As he spoke, he pulled out an ornate longbow in his hand and shot it downward. (To be continued......)