Chapter 52: The Last Sui Army

~Date: ~09/28~

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Guanxi, Yang Yuanqing once again invested 10,000 troops, fighting for the road to the West Pass, at this time the battle for the West Pass has been related to the entire battle situation, if the West Pass is lost, the Turkic army in the West will be able to smoothly withdraw to the East of the Guan, and he will take a detour to Yanmen City, it will take at least two days, in these two days, anything will happen, Yanmen City may be broken.

He knew very well that it would not be easy for 800 soldiers to hold the Xicheng Pass, and if his army did not reinforce it in time, the Xicheng Pass would undoubtedly be broken.

In order to seize the road to Shangxi Pass, Yang Yuanqing did not hesitate to cast his trump card army, the 3,000 Mo Sword Army.

But he still didn't dare to press the whole army, after all, the Turkic army was twice as large as him, and if the whole army pressed it, it would most likely be his defeat.

10,000 troops were thrown into the fierce battle, while the other 35,000 people were eyeing the large camp of the Turkic army, under the offensive pressure of the Sui army, Ashina Kunji also did not dare to invest in the army, and he could not invest more troops, and the open space under the mountain was not spacious, which could not accommodate so many troops to fight.

He sent 20,000 troops to participate in the battle for the Dujing on the mountain, and the remaining 70,000 troops continued to confront the Sui army, and he pinned more on the body of Shibi Khan.

On the battlefield, Jin Ge iron horse, drums like thunder, in the narrow open space, the two armies fought fiercely, the cavalry fought, arrows rained, groups of Sui cavalry fell, but the follow-up army shouted, shouted, continued to pounce forward, the Turkic white banner and the Sui army's red battle flag were intertwined, for a one-zhang wide road up the mountain, the two sides killed red eyes, so that in the middle of the two sides, dead men and dead horses piled up into a wall.

On the hill, Yang Yuanqing stared coldly at the short-distance battle between the Sui cavalry and the Turkic cavalry, the skillful riding skills of the Turkic cavalry and the sturdy armor of the Sui cavalry became the respective advantages of both sides, and the two sides were evenly matched, and the killing was inseparable, and each suffered heavy casualties.

Yang Yuanqing's gaze fell behind the cavalry. The heavy armored infantry who had lined up neatly, they were already eager to try, Yang Yuanqing was not in a hurry to let the heavy armored infantry fight, good steel should be used on the blade, and now is obviously not the time for the blade.

He had already seen that behind the opposing cavalry, there was also an elite Turkic cavalry, about six thousand men. Everyone wore the same Mingguang armor as the Sui army. That was the Turkic Ironclad Guard, the most elite of the Turks, with only 30,000 men, and here there were 6,000 men.

Also on a hill in the distance. Ashina Kunji was anxious, their food had run out of food, and they couldn't last tomorrow morning. Although it is possible to kill horses, for the Turks, killing horses is like killing people, and war horses are their brothers, and killing horses means a complete collapse of the army's morale, which is more serious than the lack of food.

"Kill the Guards!"

Ashina Kunji threw in his escort army, and in order to ensure his victory in Kansai, Shibi Khan gave him 6,000 of the 30,000 ironclad guards, at this most critical moment. He resolutely threw six thousand ironclad cavalry into the battlefield.

This is the Qimin Khan and the Shibi Khan two Khans from the 300,000 Turkic army selected the elite, everyone is a Turkic warrior, they have the best horses, with the same equipment as the Sui army, they are the strongest cavalry on the grassland, is the warrior admired by the grassland girl.

The Turkic army quickly changed its formation, and the 10,000 Turkic troops on the battlefield were separated from both sides.※ The Thousand Iron Guards entered the narrow battlefield, their impact was as fierce as a violent storm, and they had been fighting for two hours, and the slightly tired Sui cavalry began to be unable to support it, and retreated step by step.

"Mo Dao Heavy Armor Army!" Yang Yuanqing also coldly gave an order.

'Woo-'

The muffled sound of trumpets sounded in the camp of the Sui army. The cavalry of the Sui army retreated like a tide, and the pace of the three thousand heavily armored Mo sword army was as dignified as Mount Tai. Approaching the Turkic army step by step, they were in a row of five hundred people, standing in six rows, and the sharp Mo knives were cold and bright.

Ashina Kunji's courage in his heart was also stimulated, he didn't believe that the most elite ironclad guards of the steppe would be no match for the heavy infantry of the Sui army, he shouted, "Beat the drum and urge the battle!" ”

'Boom! Boom! Boom! The huge leather drum suddenly sounded, and the six thousand ironclad guards shouted, they set off a momentum like a stormy wave, pounced on the Sui army's strong armor and iron wall, and pounced on the Sui army's sharp blade, the two sides collided violently, Yang Sien roared, the sharp and powerful Mo knife slashed down, and split an oncoming Turkic armor soldier from the shoulder obliquely in half, blood sprayed his face, the war horse neighed, the front hooves were raised high, and he kicked at his face, the Mo knife flashed an arc-shaped cold light, turned and split, and slashed the two front hooves of the war horse from behind, The war horse fell with a bang.

"Kill the horse first, then kill the man!"

Yang Sien shouted, swinging his sword and slashing at another fallen ironclad cavalryman

It was almost dusk, a raindrop hit Yang Yuanqing's face, he raised his head in surprise, only to find that the sky was already dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a rainstorm came unexpectedly

In the pouring rain, Shibi Khan's eyes were red, he had just received the news that hundreds of thousands of Sui army reinforcements had appeared in the south, only eighty miles away from them, he had decided to withdraw his troops, but he could not inform the 100,000 troops on the other side of the Gouzhu Mountain, if they were surrounded, it would be annihilated.

"Damn Xicheng Pass, whose subordinates are guarding the pass?"

The Khan was furious in his heart, and he vented his anger on the careless defenders, when a commander urged his horse to gallop over, "Report to the Khan!" ”

Shibi Khan's spirits perked, he knew that a Sui army scout came from the secret passage in the mountains, then he could also go over, he only needed to inform Ashina Kunji to withdraw his troops immediately.

"Did you find the path?"

"Back to the Khan, the secret passage was found, but it was blocked by the Sui army's boulders, and we can't get through."

"!"

Shibi Khan was furious and whipped away, "Push the boulder away." ”

The commander didn't dare to dodge, let the hot whip hit his face, he lowered his head and said: "There is a mountain crack with a length of 100 steps, which can only allow one person to pass, and the boulder two people high is blocked outside the gap, the place is too narrow, at most two people can push it, and it can't be pushed at all, and other roads can't be found, the locals have been killed, and we can't find a guide." ”

Shibi Khan was speechless for a long time, he looked up at the dark mountain, gritted his teeth and ordered, "At all costs, take the West Pass for me!" ”

All the stone houses in Xicheng Pass were demolished, and the wooden towers on the city head were also removed, and the Sui army wanted more than a dozen wooden pillars and girders inside. Sawn into rolling logs.

In the pouring rain, 430 Sui soldiers had nowhere to shelter from the rain, they stood quietly in the rain, no one spoke, and the war drums of the Turkic army's attack came from the mountain road, and the drums passed through the rain and fog to the front of the pass.

Under the silent gaze of hundreds of people, Lang General Wu Zhiyuan put the bamboo box full of the last words of the soldiers into a deep pit, and the soldiers buried it with soil. Wu Zhiyuan planted a red flag of the Great Sui deep in the soil, he raised his head and slowly glanced at everyone. He said hoarsely: "If we all die in battle, let this banner witness our bravery, and we have defended the land of the Great Sui with our own blood." ”

"General. The enemy is coming! ”

Wu Zhiyuan turned his head suddenly, looked at the captain Zhang Pingfan, and said word by word: "If I die in battle, you will be the main general, and you will fight to the last person!" ”

Zhang Pingfan nodded silently, tears poured out of his eyes, Wu Zhiyuan smiled slightly, "How fast it is for a big husband to die on the battlefield!" ”

"Let's go!"

A hundred Sui soldiers carried spears and swords. followed Wu Zhiyuan to the city, and the rest of the soldiers watched them go away, no one spoke, and everyone's eyes showed a tragic look.

Wu Zhiyuan led a hundred warriors with the help of ropes, slid down from the city, and quickly ran towards the mountain road, pouring rain. The bowstring softened, and the Sui army lost the sharp defensive weapon of the bow and arrow, leaving them with only flesh and blood to fight the Turkic army.

With the lessons of the day, Wu Zhiyuan decided to move the battle line forward, and they built fortifications on the mountain road seventy steps away from Guancheng, preparing thousands of boulders and more than 100 logs, each boulder weighed dozens of catties.

At this time, after the rain and fog, you can faintly see the black pressure of the enemy surging upward, Wu Zhiyuan said proudly to everyone: "The enemy's bow and arrow are useless, today we will make the Turks pay the most tragic price." ”

The 5,000 Turkic army was like a long black snake crawling on the mountain road, and began to approach the Sui army, when someone in the army suddenly shouted, "Kill!" ”

The Turkic army accelerated abruptly and rushed towards the Sui army, Wu Zhiyuan watched the enemy army getting closer and closer, and had reached twenty steps away, and through the rain and fog, he could even see their hideous faces, Wu Zhiyuan ordered: "Kill!" ”

Pieces of boulders followed the rain to the Turkic soldiers, the rolling boulders, the Turkic soldiers screamed miserably, pieces of soldiers were smashed by the boulders, rolled down the cliff, in a moment, there were more than 300 dead and wounded under the boulders of the mountain road.

The Turkic soldiers immediately raised their shields to attack, and the shields could not block the impact of the boulders, and groups of soldiers rolled over, and another group of soldiers rushed up, repeatedly fighting, and after an hour, the mountain road was full of bloody corpses, and the rain had become smaller, but the fine and dense light rain was still blowing on the body.

And the stones and wood of the Sui army have been smashed, facing the Turkic army that rushed up with a roar, Wu Zhiyuan glanced back at his subordinates, everyone's eyes showed a look of determination, and no one flinched.

"Very good, kill me with me!"

Wu Zhiyuan shook his spear, roared, and led more than 100 Sui troops to meet the battle

At the foot of Guanxi Mountain, the advantages of the Sui army's Modao heavy armor army gradually came into play, and the six thousand ironclad guards were killed and retreated, with heavy deaths and nearly half of the losses, and the heavy armor Modao army also had nearly 500 casualties, but they were still neatly lined up, in the dark, in the pouring rain, with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas to kill the Turkic ironclad cavalry, gradually, the Sui army was only less than sixty steps away from the mountain pass, only this road, from anywhere else could not go up.

Yang Yuanqing looked at the dark mountaintop, he couldn't see anything, but the other party's reinforcements didn't come, which showed that Xicheng Pass was still holding on, and he could imagine the tragedy of the battle on the top of the mountain

"Chief, the enemy can't stand it anymore!" A soldier came to report urgently.

"In half an hour, kill the enemy for me!" At this time, Yang Yuanqing had already seen a line of elimination, and he prayed silently, hoping that the Sui army on the top of the mountain could hold on until the last moment.

The fierce battle on the top of the mountain has reached the most tragic moment, Wu Zhiyuan's 100 soldiers have all been killed, thousands of Turkic troops rushed up frantically, they brought simple ladders, set up the city, killed red eyes to the city, Captain Zhang Pingfan led the last 300 soldiers and the Turkic army to fight, in the face of the enemy's crazy attack, the Sui army soldiers stabbed with spears, slashed with knives, smashed with fists, bitten with teeth, and the enemy died together

More and more Turkic troops entered the pass, the Sui soldiers suffered heavy casualties, only less than a hundred people remained, Zhang Pingfan was covered in blood, at this time he seemed to hear the horn sound from the mountainside, it was the horn sound they were extremely familiar with, it was the horn sound of the Sui army.

Zhang Pingfan shouted with all his strength: "Brothers, the reinforcements have arrived, let us hold on until the last moment!" ”

The Sui army roared in rage, and with the last of their strength, they slaughtered thousands of Turkic troops

The day gradually brightened, Yang Yuanqing walked into the corpse-ridden Xicheng Pass, the seriously injured captain Zhang Pingfan swallowed his breath before dawn, so far, all the eight hundred defenders were killed, only a lone Great Sui Red Flag, still stored on the towering pass, this is the last Sui army to hold the West Pass.

Yang Yuanqing slowly knelt down in front of this Great Sui Red Flag, and all the soldiers knelt down with him

In August of the eleventh year of the Great Cause, 400,000 Turkic troops besieged Yanmen County, because the grain road was cut off, they had to be forced to retreat north, and more than 80,000 Turkic troops west of Xicheng Pass were cut off from food, and retreated north in panic, and were chased and killed by Yang Yuanqing with 40,000 Fengzhou Sui army ranks, 80,000 Turkic troops were defeated, and the Sui army pursued and killed nearly 100,000 people, beheaded 65,000 people, plus more than 10,000 people killed in a fierce battle with the Sui army, this battle, the Fengzhou Sui army killed 80,000 enemies.

But in this battle, the Fengzhou Sui army also paid a heavy price of more than 5,000 killed, especially the 800 scouts of the Sui army, who defended the Xicheng Pass, killed nearly 7,000 enemies, and finally all died heroically.

Eight hundred Sui warriors made the most brilliant contribution to the victory of the Fengzhou army, and Yang Yuanqing gave his sword to the fallen Lang general Wu Zhiyuan, and buried them together at the foot of Gouzhu Mountain

[The last Sui Jun, this is the only chapter of more than four words in Lao Gao's entire book, this chapter is a plus, a plus, the two thousand four hundred and sixty-one votes, I hope the brothers will give strength, Lao Gao insists on hitting the first in history. 】

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