Volume 3 Mending the Crack in the Sky Chapter 77 Blocking the Wild Lan (7) The Update of the Thirty Years of the Chinese New Year's Eve!
The mount seemed to know that its master was exhausted at the moment, puffed up his muscles, and ran smoothly and steadily, as fast as his warm mouth foamed backwards and hit the face of the tiger.
Du Ruhu was indeed extremely tired at the moment, first running hundreds of miles to Honggu Village, and then turning straight downstairs. Another few hundred miles down. At the time of departure, Han Shizhong's personal guards were equipped with one person and three horses, and at this time, those who died, fell behind, and those who needed to be left behind, everyone could only guarantee one mount.
The war horse is tired so much, although people are much harder than the war horse, they are like tigers, they are all strong soldiers who have been struggling all year round, at this time, when some people launch a charge, they even hold the horse's neck tightly, so as to insist on not slipping off on the mount!
Du Ruhu only felt that the joints of his body were about to spread out, and the sweat on his body was desperately oozing, as if he could no longer hold water in his body. The horse lance weighing thirteen pounds and seven taels in his hand is no longer as good as the original feeling of being handy, holding it in his hand, sinking like a mountain.
Looking at his eyes, all the qiΔ in front of him seemed to be studded with a layer of black edges, and they became blurred.
But such a blurred vision is already so shocking!
Great crowds of people are running in terror on the roads. And the cavalry stragglers pulled out by the Tartar Hu cavalry behind them drove these Han people like dogs and sheep.
From time to time, the Tartar Huqi burst in, slashing through the crowd with his sword, splashing a puddle of blood. The people were even more frightened and pushed each other, the old and the weak were trampled under their feet, and the men cried out for their wives and children. All the scenes are already miserable to the extreme!
These people paid for the service and supported such a large empire. Offering countless famous people who are poets and wines. Offering countless generals who boasted of their bravery. Countless officials who provided for food and clothing.
But where are they at this time?
Don't say why the people themselves don't rise up to resist, these people have no one to organize and no one to inspire. All they saw was the officials and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty fleeing in despair, and no one sent a single arrow and a knife at them.
There was not even one to protect them along their way, not even one of the people in high positions who fled with these people!
What's wrong with this Da Song? Why didn't anyone stand up. Why is there no human mainstay to stand in front of these Tartars?
On the contrary, they are people who can fight and dare to fight. was jealous of this Great Song, beware of this Great Song, and hated to death by this Great Song. Along the way, every step is blood!
In this case, if others don't fight, then we will fight!
followed King Yan all the way, even if King Yan was under his command, it was not that no one slandered King Yan for acting too domineering, forcing the King of the Great Song Dynasty to manipulate the situation in Bianliang. The original familiar ruling system of Bianliang was crumbling. For the future of King Yan, everyone is not necessarily optimistic about everyone.
But there is only King Yan. Take them to the edge of the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, in Yandi, in Yunnei, and in Hedong, all the way to fight with foreign enemies. But any man, compared to those princes of the Great Song Dynasty, it is better to follow this domineering Yan King to the end, and fight with a blade, no matter what the final result will be!
Hundreds of war horses and horsemen rolled like thunder with their last strength, and the people who fled finally saw the hundreds of red helmets that were dancing in hunting, and saw the hundreds of Han knights in armor and blades, covered in mud and dust, and haggard and cold faces!
The closer the Mercedes Benz gets, the more clearly you can see the shocking tragedy in front of you. Du Ruhu only felt a mouthful of blood rolling in his chest, expanding more and more, and in an instant, his strength seemed to be completely back on his body, and under the impetus of this blood qi, Du Ruhu couldn't help but roar angrily!
"The people of the Great Song Dynasty get out of the way! Let us kill the Tartars! β
Thousands of people gathered together to cry and run, at this time also stopped crying, even the exhausted old and weak, they tried their best to run to both sides, and those who could not run fell to the ground, even if they trampled their own military horses to death, it was better than slaughtering the Tartars along the way like dogs and sheep!
The warhorse snorted, agitated its muscles, and rushed through the countless paths that had been left in the way of the crowd. And the miscellaneous knights behind the large group of people also reacted early, the knights who were slashing among the people retreated, and the scattered teams gathered, and they all spread their horses and rode their bows, buckled their arrows and recognized the strings, ready to meet these Song army armored horsemen who suddenly killed!
These Hu cavalry, who came to chase and kill the people in the first place, are not much worse than the men and horses of all the tigers. It's just that it has relied on the false fire of slaughtering and looting the people who have no ability to resist that it has survived until now. They were like tigers, and they suddenly attacked from the east, and they were blocked by the people, and they could not lift the speed of their horses. turned around and fled, and immediately had a heavy burden of property, and he would never be able to escape the pursuit of these Han knights who came like wolves and tigers. At this time, I can only hold on and prepare to fight to the end.
However, when these knights covered up in front of them, the Hu cavalry were horrified to find that the brave and fierce spirit of this iron cavalry was by no means something they could resist.
This is the strong army of the Southern Dynasty that met in Honggu Village!
Feather arrows flew out, all like the athletes beside the tiger, and suddenly more than a dozen horses rolled down to the dust. But these hundreds of knights were not stopped for a moment, and everyone burst out of their chests with a heart-rending roar and crashed into the Hu Cavalry Brigade!
The sound of men and horses colliding loudly, and the sound of blades entering flesh sounded in all directions. For a while, what resounded in front of Loufu County was the screams of these jackal-like miscellaneous Tartars!
Countless blades waved, horses, lances, spears, spears, and iron bones, slashing and smashing in the miscellaneous team. In front of these elite divisions of the Great Song Dynasty who were the most well-equipped, the most powerful, and had won the most battles in the past few years, the Zahu knights had no ability to resist, or they had a bloody hole in their bodies, or they had their heads smashed into rotten watermelons with fur hats, and they fell from their horses one after another.
are like tigers rushing to the front, the horse lance is spinning left and right, and every flash, it is a Hu riding off the horse. Du Ruhu still couldn't help moving forward, the mount under his crotch gasped violently and flew with his hooves, and was trampled into the dust by the Zahu knight who fell off the horse like a tiger!
Every Shenwu Victorious Army Armored Horseman, with all their blood and bravery, all the pride of the strong army, all the tradition of never dying in battle with the Tartars, after this continuous hundreds of miles of running, before the unstoppable Tartar raging on this road, killed a happy one!
The people in the Dao looked at the people in front of them stupidly, and they didn't seem to dare to believe that these Tartars who chased and killed them all the way, and the fierce gods were shot down from their horses like this by the Song army chopping melons and vegetables, and these murderous Tartars who did not blink an eye were also screaming, wailing, and crying!
An old man with a few teeth missing, his white hair fluttering in the wind, suddenly laughed miserably: "It's better to come than not to come!" You Tartars, return the lives of my sons and daughters-in-law, and the lives of my grandsons! β
The old man trembled and touched a stone on the side of the road, gritted his teeth and pounced on the Tartars who had been knocked off their horses and crawled around, and lifted the stone and smashed it on the head of a Tartar, and the laughter became louder and louder.
"You're going to die, too!"
How many people, at this time, roared angrily, raised their sticks, picked up stones, turned over and pounced, and pounced on the fallen Tartars. Even a woman screams and rushes forward, even if she bites with her teeth, she will bite a tartar to death!
In an instant, in such a battle, two or three hundred Zahu knights who had come after them were all cut down by the Tiger and these people, and only a few survived, crying and fleeing to the west.
When there was no more Hu Qi in front of him, he was like a horse lance in the hands of a tiger, and it suddenly became so heavy that he could no longer hold it, and hung down softly. Dirty blood flowed down the handle, and it was slippery and sticky everywhere it was touched.
How many people looked at the banner around Du Ruhu and cried loudly: "Why did you come? β
Hundreds of Shenwu Changsheng armoured horsemen, panting and red-eyed, tried their best to sit on horseback, facing the cries and questions of these thousands of people.
Suddenly, Du Ruhu roared again: "Cheer up, the Tartars are here again!" β
Hundreds of horsemen looked westward, and saw that on the western skyline, there were even more figures of Hu cavalry pouring out, groups of teams, several times larger than the previous scale, holding bows and swords from afar, preparing for the impact!
Du Ruhu, the military horse, has already fought to the other armies of the Great Song Dynasty, and Cheng DΓΉ is absolutely unable to do it. But at this time, they still instigated the horses, ten people into a fire, fifty people into a team, and one hundred people into Chengdu. The standard cavalry battle formation was listed, and a blade with a handle that had been stained with Tartar blood stretched out and pointed firmly at the Tartar horsemen who came from the west.
Du Ruhu grinned at the people: "With us here, you can go east with confidence!" The army of King Yan is coming, and these Tartars can't win! β
After saying to the people, they all slapped their horses like tigers again, and let their crotch mounts go around to the front of the formation. patted the horse's neck, only to find that the mount's sweat was not very good.
As a veteran cavalryman, how can Du Ruhu not know that the mount under his crotch has also reached the point of exhaustion? But the faithful war horse still tried his best to take a step, carrying it like a tiger and slowly walking to the front of the formation, every step down, the horse's legs were trembling slightly, but he always insisted on not falling.
Hundreds of war horses that have followed their masters for several years are like this. And these hundreds of athletes, how can they be an exception? But regardless of the people and horses, they are still arranged in a formation like a mountain, just waiting for the order of the tiger!
Du Ruhu finally came to the front of the battle, and the two guards followed, and once again spread the red flag of the Shenwu Victorious Army. The conductor recognizes the flag in the shape of a triangle, with white teeth, and flutters in the wind. It's like a flame that never goes out.
Du Ruhu proudly immediately stepped forward, and I don't know how to get the strength again, the horse lance of thirteen pounds and seven taels was raised again, pointing to the Zahu brigade that covered the western skyline.
The Shenwu Victory Army is here, no matter when, no matter where. It is always this Shenwu Changsheng army brought out by King Yan that should be in front of you.
Tartar, do you dare to rush over again? (To be continued......)
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