In the distance, the sky rolled up with wild sand, and countless Turkic horses shuttled through the desert like meteors like galloping arrows, and the horses' hooves kicked the earth, and the earth shook the mountains.

The knights on horseback were dressed in leather robes and felt hats, their deep-set eyes were wild blue, and their pointed noses were as unruly as the character of the Turkic peoples. The knights' faces were filled with excitement and greed, and countless snow-bright scimitars were raised in their thick arms, glittering in the sunlight.

The Turks are coming! The dust and sand in the sky seemed to be dark clouds falling from the sky, and their speed was several times faster than expected! The spectacular scene of 10,000 war horses neighing and galloping on the desert makes people tremble.

The earth-shattering sound seemed to shake Lin Wanrong's heart out, looking at the dark clouds, sand, war horses and people in the distance mixed into the same color of heaven and earth, with incomparable shock in the desolation, no matter how great you are, in front of this unparalleled momentum, you will become incomparably small.

Lin Wanrong's eyes widened, his face turned red, and the gurgling blood flowed in the veins of his body, gradually heating up.

"Brothers, ready-" Du Xiuyuan waved his long knife, and tens of thousands of Dahua soldiers quickly took their places, their faces were solemn and slightly nervous, and the spears in their hands were still trembling slightly when they were on the battlefield for the first time.

The scouts along the way came to report quickly, and the nervous emotions filled everyone's hearts, and Dahua's first battle was finally about to start!

Lin Wanrong, who was at the forefront, couldn't think of anything at this time, only heard the rumbling sound of horses' hooves in his ears, and flashed in front of his eyes. Only the Hu people's snow swords. At this moment of life and death, even the most timid cowards have an urge to burn their blood.

Battlefield that can turn cowards into heroes!

Forty miles, thirty miles, twenty miles...... Hu people land more than 10,000 iron horses. At a speed unimaginable to ordinary people, it quickly advanced forward, and gradually, the sound became louder and louder, and the dust and sand raised ten miles in front of him into an impenetrable fog, faintly, the mane and hooves of the war horse, and the felt hat on the head of the Hu man were clearly visible.

"The Hu people are ten miles away from me—" The scout in front shouted loudly, and everyone's hearts tightened in an instant. Countless warriors stared into the distance, and the handle of the ground knife in their hands was about to be crushed.

"Five miles—" Lin Wanrong held her breath, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be frozen at this moment. He could no longer hear any sounds, and his eyes were on the fangs of the earth-huned man who was so close.

The dust swept across the face, and the sand poured into the corners of the mouth, the bitter taste. Lin Wanrong spat on it, but was surprised to find it. In the distance, Hu Yun seemed to gradually slow down, and the sound of hooves became sparse.

After a few moments, the endless flying clouds seemed to suddenly freeze. The neighing of the horses could not be heard, and a few sparse hooves of horses came into the ears, and the Turkic cavalry actually slowly stopped the pace of running, only the continuous sneezing of the war horses formed a muffled thunder that entered the eardrums of the Dahua soldiers.

Tens of thousands of knights, just go when they say they go, stop when they say they stop, and even the war horse cooperates just right. Clean and neat, neat and uniform, it stopped two or three miles away from Wuyuan City, and the Turkic cavalry was really strong and terrifying.

Lin Wanrong's heart sank, and she had a clearer understanding of the combat power of the Hu people.

"Why did the Hu people stop suddenly?" Du Xiuyuan stood beside him, frowned and asked, "Could it be that they found something abnormal?"

Lin Wanrong's face sank like water, shook her head slightly, and let the wind and sand blow on her cheeks. The sound of hooves shook the desert just now, but it seemed to be suddenly quiet, the neighing of horses, and the sound of hunting wind fluttering with high-flying flags seemed so insignificant to the ears of all the soldiers. The deathly silence of the battlefield, and the sound of a steel needle falling to the ground can arouse the vigilance of both sides.

Lin Wanrong jumped onto the highest mound, took a long shouting microphone made of empty bamboo, and shouted loudly into the distance: "Turkic juniors, listen well, I am Lin San, the vanguard marshal of the right road of Dahua's million lions!" Where is Nurstud?!"

He gathered all his strength, and his voice came out of the microphone far away, and in the wind and sand in the sky, there was an irrepressible heroic spirit.

The Turks on the opposite side were all silent, no one responded to his shout, and the fierce light flashing in their eyes shot straight towards Wuyuan City through the desert wind and sand.

"If Nurstud had caught up, with the ferocity of the Turks, he would not have shrunk and not answered. It seems that he must still be in the rear army, and he has not yet had time to break to the front. Du Xiuyuan followed him and calmly analyzed.

Lin Wanrong nodded and shouted: "You and other Turkic villains, taking advantage of the situation, invaded our Dahua border. The slaughter of my people is not tolerated. In the name of the Marshal of the Right Road of the Dahua Lion, I ordered you to retreat as soon as possible, and then ordered the Turkic Vikya Khan to write a letter of surrender and send it to my Dahua Heavenly Dynasty, and pay tribute to the emperor of my Heavenly Dynasty. If Er and the other children do not listen to the admonition and insist on going their own way, they will definitely call Er and others to come and go (computer Chinese network back, crushed to pieces!"), there was a disturbance in the Turkic array opposite, and the war horse also kept neighing, thinking that when he heard his shout, someone translated the past, and the Turks were on fire. The horses on the opposite side began to move slowly, and the sound of hooves gradually became louder.

Suddenly, a dull sound of hooves broke the silence on both sides, and the neat formation of the Turks slowly moved away from both sides, and a group of Biao horses caught up from the rear of the Turks, led by a large banner waving in the wind, on which a wolf's head with a bloody mouth was clearly visible. Under the banner of a high-headed horse, a high-headed horse flaunted its might, and immediately sat a Turkic man with deep eyes and a towering nose. He was much larger than the average Turk, holding a heavy mace in his hand, his hair curled, his eyes fierce, and his open mouth glowing with cold. Judging by his appearance and momentum, he should be the Turkic pioneer Nur Stud.

The Turkic man Uri shouted, without the help of a shouting microphone, his voice could be heard, and his voice was really terrifying.

Lin Wanrong couldn't understand what this guy was talking about, so Du Xiuyuan translated in a low voice: "General, this person is Nuer Stud." He said he would fight you in a duel, capture you alive, and drink your heart and lungs. ”

Lin Wanrong was furious, and shouted loudly into the microphone: "Nuer Stud child, you don't learn and don't know how to do it, you still talk nonsense when you come to my Dahua, you have a kind of duel with my Dahua ten thousand people, Grandpa Lin, I will definitely let you see my power today!"

There was obviously an interpreter over there, and Nurstud shouted violently, his eyes bulging like brass bells, and his big furry hand waved, and he didn't know what to shout in Hu. The Turkic brigade was suddenly like an exploding pile of sand, and ten thousand horses sang in unison, rushing forward.

The speed of the Turkic war horses is extremely fast, and the knights are all grown up on horseback, and the movements are extremely skillful, and in the blink of an eye, the galloping dark clouds come back, and countless flying locusts are as dense as sand, and the rumbling hooves of the horses shake the soil in Wuyuan City into a loud and loud up, threatening to break people's eardrums. That momentum, that momentum, is better than the others.

Lin Wanrong's heart jumped suddenly, and she yelled: "Brothers, prepare—"

The voice of the scout in front of me shouted: "The Hu people are three miles away from me—"

"The Hu people are two miles away from me—"

"Ignition!!" Lin Wanrong pulled out his saber, and the bright snow rose into the sky, and he let out a long roar, which looked so majestic in the sound of Hu Ren's horses' hooves.

"Boom" "Boom", the two cannons that Du Xiuyuan moved into the city, with a mournful roar, spit out angry tongues into the distance. The cannonballs with a long roar, drawing a beautiful arc, were falling in the middle of the Hu people's horses, several Turkic war horses flew in an instant, the raging flames rose into the sky, and dozens of Hu people were annihilated in the sea of fire.

The bloody light seemed to provoke the ferocity of the Turks, and the march of the brigade did not stop at all, stepping on the fragments of the corpses of their horses and companions, and shouting slogans that no one could understand. Tens of thousands of war horses were like rolling dark clouds, shooting towards Wuyuan City at a gallop. That momentum made the heavens and the earth change color.

The two guns continued to roar, and the chambers of the guns were hot. However, compared with the Hu people, this artillery fire is only a drop in the bucket, how can it stop the pace of the Turks' march. The Hu people threw down dozens of corpses, but the 10,000-strong horse team broke through the blockade of artillery fire in an instant and pressed directly against Wuyuan City.

Three hundred zhang, two hundred zhang, one hundred zhang, the arrows of the Hu people fell under the city with the sound of brushing the wind.

"Rocketeer!" With a wave of Du Xiuyuan's long knife, eight hundred rocketeers held longbows in their hands, aimed at the Hu people to ride, and thousands of rockets were launched in unison. The Turks who had rushed to the front fell from their horses, and the fire instantly set fire to their clothes. The screams were endless. The Turks who followed them were unstoppable, speeding past their wounded companions and reaching the city in the blink of an eye. He took up his bow and arrows, and shot them at the head of the city.

"Serial crossbow-" Lin Wanrong flicked a stray arrow and drank steadily.

A crossbowman had already rushed forward to take the rocketeer's place. This series of crossbows has been carefully improved by Xu Zhiqing, and the shooting is accurate. It's fast, and it's perfect for defending a city. Countless chain crossbows shot towards the Hu people in front of them like flying locusts.

The Turks saw that they were only a dozen feet away from the city wall, but they were overturned by this powerful series of crossbow shots. The screams were incessant, and the damage of this burst was much stronger than that of artillery and rockets.

The Turkic array suddenly shouted a few times, and four or five thousand black-clothed heavy horsemen rushed out like a wind, and swept straight towards the city. Dressed in thick armor and clinging to the horse's mane, the Turkic rider had a more fierce face and a faster horse, and in the blink of an eye it was under the city. It's too late for a crossbowman to shoot.

That's the time for white-knuckle combat! A Turk riding a prancing horse over the earthen wall was passing over his head, becoming the first Turk to invade the city of Wuyuan.

Lin Wanrong let out a long voice, the blade was stirred, and in the blood splash, the Turkic horse was cut in half by him, and the Turkic knight fell heavily to the ground. Lin Wanrong stepped forward quickly, gathered all his strength, and stabbed Hu Ren in the chest, a long trail of blood rose to the sky, falling on his helmet, and on his face, the hot blood stimulated him to boil, and there was a feeling of burning.

Lin Wanrong let out a long roar, pulled out a long knife from the chest of the Hu man, and his blood rose to the sky.

"Kill—" He gathered all his strength and roared loudly.

"Kill-", the soldiers were encouraged by him, the blood in their chests ignited instantly, countless shouts rose to the sky, and the brave Dahua Erlang rushed out of the bunker and fought with the Hu people's heavy cavalry.

The ferocity of the Turks really deserves its reputation, with excellent riding skills, exquisite knife skills, tall and strong, infinite strength, and never superfluous tricks.

These 10,000 elite soldiers are all Lin Wanrong's elite from Shandong, and they are second to none in Dahua, and their lethality is not strong, but compared with the Hu people's heavy cavalry, the gap is still obvious. In the fierce battle with the Hu people, the gap between physical strength and experience gradually appeared.

The Turkic swordsmanship is simple and practical, and almost every blow is fatal, but the Dahua soldiers are enthusiastic, not afraid of death, and make up for their physical disadvantages with incomparable confidence.

The two sides fought fiercely, the Turks continued to break their halberds, and countless Dahua Erlang fell, and the gurgling blood on his chest stained the dust and sand of the desert red.

There are sword lights everywhere, blood stains everywhere, the small Wuyuan, the fortress on the flat ground, has instantly evolved into a coordinate that will always be remembered in the history of Dahua and the Turks.

"Ahh The man roared, and a scimitar pierced his chest, and with a single pick, the tip of the knife dug out his intestines, and blood spilled all over the ground.

"Bastard, ** your eightfold ancestor-" Lin Wanrong roared angrily, his eyes cracked, as if he was a lion, and rushed forward to aim at the dog's head is a burst of slashing, and the crazy roar spread throughout Wuyuan City: "Bastard, I'll fucking chop you to death—Huren and dog mongrel, you all come, come at me-"

Seeing his crazy appearance, Gao Chief was startled and hurriedly protected him. Du Xiuyuan cut off the neck of the Hu people beside him with a knife, rushed to him and said, "General, general—"

Lin Wanrong's fingers pinched with a rattling sound, and slowly closed the eyes of the dead soldier, and said in a deep voice with blood-red eyes: "Brother Du, how many Hu people have invaded Wuyuan?"

Du Xiuyuan split the flying arrows with a knife and replied, "At least fifty percent."

Lin Wanrong looked around, the yellow sand of Wuyuan City had already been stained red by blood, and countless sons and daughters had fallen in the desert, standing, lying, and hugging Hu Ren, none of their bodies were intact, and none of them could close their eyes peacefully. The young body gradually merged with the desert.

Lin Wanrong's teeth were crushed, his eyes were red and swollen, looking at the Turks who were surging into the city from afar, he suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted: "Dog mongrel, I want you to pay for your blood debt!" Du Xiuyuan, the order, the whole army retreats-"

"The whole army retreats-" Du Xiuyuan's trombone sounded, and the remnants of the Dahua soldiers roared in unison, gathered all their strength, forced back the Hu people in front of them with a knife, turned over and jumped on the horse, turned around and ran out of the city.

Seeing that Dahua was defeated and retreating, the long horn suddenly sounded the whole battalion, and the sound of horses' hooves outside the city became louder, and countless Turkic cavalry surged in, passing through Wuyuan City, and pursuing the remnants of Dahua.

Lin Wanrong took Chief Gao and Hu Bugui to stay at the end, and when Chief Gao split five Hu people under the horse, Lin Wanrong gritted his teeth and snorted: "Two big brothers, let's go!"

The three of them turned over and got on their horses, and the cold arrows in their backs swished, shooting straight at their vests. Hu Ren obviously recognized the "Dahua Lion Right Marshal Lin San" who had just shouted, and immediately shouted endlessly, and his expression was extremely excited.

The remnants of Dahua were rushing in front, and countless Hu people were chasing behind, on the vast desert. The two armies pulled out a long black line, which was spectacular.

Lin Wanrong turned to look, and thousands of horses roared behind him, and the black-pressed Turkic cavalry chased after him like a wild bee. Far away in the city of Wuyuan, the Turks are still entering. He suddenly turned the horse's head, and the horse took off: "Du Xiuyuan, shoot arrows!"

Waiting for this moment, Du Xiuyuan's expression was shocked, and he took out the arrow in his arms.

"Boom-" "Boom-" Two screams pierced the sky, and in the desert sand, a few beautiful flowers bloomed.

Lin Wanrong clenched her palms and quietly waited for that moment to come. At this time, every minute and second is so long in his eyes.

"Boom-" "Boom-" these angry cries. fell in Lin Wanrong's ears, just like a fairy sound. As soon as the arrows fell, Li Sheng's artillery roared in unison. The fireworks flickered, shooting straight towards Wuyuan City,,, the remnants of the defeated Dahua soldiers couldn't help but stop, their eyes flashed with excitement, and they all gathered behind Lin Wanrong. Everyone looked at the five plains from afar, and a thick cluster of black smoke rose into the sky. But there was no fire as expected. When he was anxious, there were a few more terrible howls, and the artillery fire of the Shenji Battalion was like having eyes. Right in the middle of the city center.

"Boom", the earth shook and the mountains shook like a roar, the shining fire sparked people's eyes, Wuyuan City was like a burning firecracker, the flames continued to shine, and the huge smoke and dust rose to the sky.

"One, two, three, four—" Lin Wanrong counted silently. The explosions were endless, the earthquake trembled, and the distant Wuyuan was like a huge mushroom, which was overturned into the sky by bursts of firelight. Countless war horses, countless Turkic people, flew straight into the sky in the rumbling explosion, turning into ghosts outside the sky. Their howls could not be heard, their cries could not be heard, and all the sounds were lost in the sound of the explosions.

The Turks, who had chased them out of the city, were stunned, and even the horses under them trembled as they looked at the blood-colored clouds of dust and flesh rising behind them, and for the first time they felt a sense of fear.

Countless explosions and fires, one after another, the desert seemed to be separated into two, and the trembling feeling made everyone look sideways.

Lin Wanrong's face was calm, his eyes were as cold as the ice and snow of the Tianshan Mountains, he let out a long breath, pulled out his long knife vigorously, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "The time for revenge has come!" Don't give the Turks any chance, for the sake of their dead brothers, kill them all —— Chong-"

"Kill them all! Chong-" The soldiers who had just experienced the bloody battle, the long-accumulated resentment and anger broke out in an instant, and the tragic situation of the brothers who were like brothers and sisters inspired them even more to murder. In this moment of turning defeat into victory, only blood is the best tribute to the dead brothers. The remnants of the Dahua soldiers turned their horses' heads, their eyes were red, and like the most ferocious wolves, they went straight to kill the Turkic cavalry. 5, Lin Wanrong rushed to the front first, the wind whistled on both sides, the face of the tragic death brother flashed in front of his eyes, he couldn't remember anything, and he thought of one word in his heart - kill! Kill! Kill!

He didn't know where he got the strength, and when he got into the Turkic pile, it was a burst of slashing, no technique, only a slash!! There seems to be a strange and powerful power that makes him an invincible warrior in an instant, and the blood light in front of him is like a red rain in the desert, which is used to wash away the century-old shame of Dahua.

"Brother Lin is crazy-" Chief Gao muttered, his eyes moistened, and he suddenly shouted: "I'm going to be fucking crazy too-" He slashed into the enemy group with one knife at a time, and Lin Wanrong relied on each other's backs, his hands rose and fell, and one after another Turks were cut down by him.

This group of defeated remnants of the army, suddenly seemed to be reborn, one by one, the strength was infinite, desperate to rush towards the Turkic cavalry, that momentum, that strength, even the most capable of fighting the Turks, could not help but be terrified.

"Kill—" The dust flew up in the south, thousands of dragon flags fluttered high, and an earth-shattering loud noise came, and hundreds of thousands of Dahua elites rolled like dust and sand suddenly surging in the desert. Hu Bugui, who rushed to the front, ** the horse was like the wind, he stood on the saddle with his legs, and the blood in his eyes made Hu people cold.

A hundred years of shame in Dahua, right now!

Although the Turks are strong, but the city is wiped out, the more than 20,000 horsemen who went out of the front have been cut off, has become a lone army, in front of countless wolves like tigers, eager to wash away the shame of the Dahua elite, there is no matter how great the combat power, but only in this long yellow sand.

In the confusion, his arm was already swollen and painful, and he couldn't think of anything other than swinging a knife. He, Chief Gao, and Du Xiuyuan turned into pioneers in the back, and they wore clothes all the way, and the robes on their bodies had already been stained with blood, and they couldn't see their appearance clearly.

This way of fighting, there are countless adventures in the middle, and he will die several times Hu Ren's knife, but somehow, the last blow, but he always moves first.

Zuoqiu's left flank and Xu Zhiqing's Chinese army came just in time, and cut the Hu people who pursued out of the city into several sections to completely encircle and suppress, and the overall situation of this battle was decided. The vanguard of the Hu people was 60,000 troops, and 15,000 were reimbursed in Wuyuan City, and most of the more than 20,000 people outside the city had been wiped out, and the small troops were still resisting stubbornly, but it did not hinder the overall situation. It is a little regrettable that more than 20,000 Turkic cavalry did not have time to enter the city, including the Turkic pioneer Nur Stud. In the firelight of Wuyuan City, Nurstud looked at the tragic battle on the opposite side, but did not dare to trade further.

"Happy, happy!" Hu Bugui's face was red with excitement, his armor had already been dyed blood, and the steel knife had been curled. He gestured excitedly: "I've been fighting for so many years, and this time I killed the most painfully." General Lin, you don't know, I've never seen such desperate eyes from the Turks! Forty thousand, forty thousand Hu people, is there anything more pleasant than this?!"

The first battle was able to annihilate more than 40,000 Turkic elites, which was really a great victory, and there is no doubt that this battle will be famous through the ages.

Lin Wanrong was exhausted, and sighed lightly: "Brother Hu, how much did our army lose in battle?!"

Hu Bugui's expression darkened: "Although we have a big advantage in this battle, the combat strength of the Hu people is really strong, and our army has killed more than 10,000 people." More than 6,000 of them are brothers who are stationed in Wuyuan with the general. ”

Lin Wanrong gritted her teeth, and her eyes turned red in an instant. Chief Gao and Du Xiuyuan were also silent.

"Brother Hu, how long will it take for the follow-up troops of the Turks to arrive?" He asked with a long sigh and a hoarse voice.

Hu Bugui said: "About two hours." On the other side, Nanur Stud was waiting for the arrival of follow-up reinforcements from the Hu people. Xu Junshi instructed us to quickly clear the battlefield and evacuate immediately to avoid a head-on collision with the Turkic army. ”

Lin Wanrong nodded and looked around. After the war, the desert was in shambles, the smoke was billowing out, the firelight was splashing, and the dust and sand of the desert were dyed red with blood. In the distance, long planks lined up with dry branches underneath. The bodies of the fallen soldiers were neatly placed together, and tens of thousands of troops stood quietly on the side. Gazing at the comrades-in-arms who get along day and night, tears flickered.

Lin Wanrong tightened her palms and said, "Have you collected all the remains of the brothers?"

"Those who died in battle outside the city were all gathered in one place, and the remains were sorted out." Hu Bugui's nose was sour: "In Wuyuan City, I'm afraid I can't find it."

Fireworks at Gohara Castle. It's the best tribute to them. Lin Wanrong sighed and slowly walked towards the remains of the fallen soldiers.

Young faces flashed before my eyes, familiarly. There are also unfamiliar. Although the remains have been sorted out, the tragic death is still shocking. They are all wives, husbands, parents and children, and how many of them are praying day and night for their safe return? How did they know that the people in their dreams they were worried about day and night had already turned into a pile of white bones under the slanting sun in the depths of the desert. ,, Lin Wanrong's heart was like a knife, two lines of tiger tears dripping silently, and she knelt on the ground silently, followed by Du Xiuyuan, Gao Chief, and Hu Bugui. Tens of thousands of soldiers burst into tears, followed behind the coach, and knelt down.

After being silent for a long time, Du Xiuyuan said softly: "General, the time has come, you can't let the remains of your brothers fall into the hands of the Hu people, please give your brothers a ride." Lin Wanrong took a long breath, took the torch in Du Xiuyuan's hand, gritted his teeth, and threw the torch into the dead branches, and the raging fire slowly spread from near and far, devouring the young ground holes. Since then, in the depths of the desert, there have been tens of thousands of heroic souls.

Hu Bugui said: "General, we are about to evacuate, but we have captured tens of thousands of war horses from the Hu people, and due to the urgency of time, there are still more than 5,000 that are difficult to tame, and they can't be taken away for a while, how should we deal with this?"

"What to do?" Lin Wanrong snorted, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes: "A stitch and a thread, a grass and a tree, will never be left to the Turks!"

Hu Bugui glanced at him puzzled, and Lin Wanrong's fists creaked: "The Turkic horses that are difficult to tame are all killed on the spot, and the whole army will do it." The Turks are ruthless, we have to be more ruthless than him!"

"Well, that's it! I suffered a weak loss before Dahua!" Hu Bugui shouted, his eyes flashing.

The Turkic horse is indeed worthy of its name, although it has experienced the horror of war, but it still has steady steps and high hooves. It's just that they are wild and difficult to tame for a while.

Seeing thousands of Turkic war horses neighing in front of him, Hu Bugui's old face turned red excitedly, and he slaughtered Hu people's war horses like cutting cabbage, which was what he dreamed of, and it also made Hu people see how ruthless I Dahua was.

"Ready-" Hu Bugui's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his big hand waved down vigorously: "Chop-"

"Chop-" Tens of thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, and five thousand Turkic horses let out a long neigh, and in an instant, their heads were in different places, and the blood stains that rushed to the sky reflected the sunset on the horizon.

Lin Wanrong stepped on horseback, looked at the high-spirited soldiers in front of her, and suddenly felt a strong sense of responsibility in her heart.

"Go—" he roared, turning his horse's head and taking the lead. Tens of thousands of troops straddled their horses, followed behind the commander, and disappeared in the dust, and countless majestic figures slowly disappeared in the depths of the desert dust and sand......

Five thousand Turkic horses were in a different place, and the blood stains dried up. In the sunset shrouded in sand and mist, five thousand horse heads were neatly arranged in two blood-dripping characters that made the enemy tremble - "Dahua"!