Two hundred and twenty-five sheep fur for bloody clothes

According to the annals of later generations, in the winter of the sixth year of Emperor Da Yaolie, the barbarians combined all the troops and horses led by the lord of the Taiqige tribe, Dunmao Chao and Lad, and went south to Jinzhou, connecting more than ten cities, and the north of the state city was completely lost. However, the people of the rivers and lakes of Yuancheng fought bravely with martial arts, everyone took the lead, regardless of death, blocked the enemy outside the city gate, and the brute killed and wounded many, and the attack could not be overcome for a long time, and the north returned.

Song Yanchao stood outside the north gate of the city with his head held high, and the corpses and bones of people and horses were piled up at his feet, mostly barbarians.

"Whoever comes is dead!" threw the head of a centurion of the Taiqige cavalry to the ground, as did the dozens of dart divisions of the nearby Wu and the dart bureau, "There is a way to live!"

The skulls rolled down, and many faces were still vividly stinging the eyes of the cavalry soldiers. The old man with a strange-shaped blade personally killed two centurions and more than fifty horsemen, and the blade that resembled a yin and yang fish could pick off the horsemen when they crossed the horse, whether it was a cowhide armor or an iron armor for the protection of the horsemen, they were treated as nothing, and they walked through the steppe horses and finally took off the head of the barbarian centurion.

After witnessing this scene, he suddenly realized that he was the only warrior in the Taiqige Division, and only the first warrior Ballo Batu could match it. But after Ballobatu betrayed him, he didn't know where he went, and in a hurry, where did he find a martial artist with his skills to withstand this battle?

The cowardly Yao man Yu Gao told him two ways to enter the city, gritted his teeth and gathered a hundred people from the martial artists of the Taiqi Gebu who accompanied the army to sneak into the city and round the city, preparing to attack and kill the soldiers of the city gate when the battle under the city was in full swing.

However, what I didn't expect was that the two dark passages that could only crawl forward in many places collapsed in a few places, and the martial artists of the Taiqi Ge Department had to dig with their bare hands or with their swords, and after working hard to open the passage, one of the teams happened to enter the small amusement park where Wei Changpan was, and finally had to fight with Zhang Ziwen and the people and horses to burn the jade.

At this time, more than 4,000 slave warriors from the Taiqige tribe who had been attached to the city had been killed and wounded, in fact, there would not have been such heavy casualties, and a considerable number of these slave warriors who had landed in the city had been able to go to the city with the rough iron cone.

However, in less than half an hour, he realized that he only landed the city by manpower without the assistance of ladder siege vehicles, and it was simply impossible to climb the city wall that was far from being comparable to the previous county city, but as the lord of the Taiqige Division, Dun Mao had absolutely no reason to withdraw since he issued the order to siege the city, otherwise how would he control the Taiqige Department in the future.

During this period, the vast majority of the casualties of the soldiers in the city were still caused by the generals who could not see the cavalry who ordered the cavalry to shoot back and forth under the city, so the proportion of casualties between the Yao army and the barbarians reached the point where one person could exchange seven or eight people.

If the number of people exchanged is reported to the imperial court, most of them will be rejected as overreporting the results of the war.

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Another team of martial artists was lucky, and the end of the dark passage was in a house near the north gate of the city, and after the first line of the gate of the city was finally opened with great effort, it was attacked by the young swordsman who came out of nowhere, and then it was the terrifying scene of the man in charge.

When the gates of the city were finally opened, and most of the cavalry of the Taiqige tribe were finally able to charge side by side, the old man who was even more terrifying than the previous swordsman stood in front of them, and many people who were good at a glance followed closely behind, and the formation forwarded and collided with the cavalry of the Taiqige tribe.

Takefu's physique was no longer indestructible in front of the steppe horses, and the cavalry of the Taiqige Division, which had always been invincible, was even more blocked in front of Takefu's sword.

What really made these cavalry despair was the tall old man with white beard and white hair who was not known how many years old, the elite cavalry of the Taiqi Ge Department charged like a torrent, but he was as immobile as the mainstay of the torrent, so far no one could make this old man see blood, and the horsemen who crossed the horse and shot the sword or fired arrows not far away found that their original means of being safe and secure fell into the void.

As the head of the Wuhe dart game, Song Yanchao has been sitting on this position since he meditated, and then he wants to try his hand with others, then he has all kinds of scruples, if it weren't for someone to come and Yuancheng to smash the signboard of Wuhe dart game, those junior dart head dart masters can't resist, so he invited him Song Yanchao, the great god, to deal with it. In addition, it is just a lot of inconsequential trials, and those who are afraid of contributing more than half of their strength will be killed when they are excellent at learning and guiding the younger generations in the visiting rivers and lakes.

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Suddenly, the hand holding the reins of the horse was so tight that his knuckles were white, and the mount under his crotch was infected by the rider's mood and was also a little restless, and the companions near him hesitated to step forward to persuade the army to withdraw, after all, there were these Jinzhou warriors who fought to the death and did not retreat, and there were soldiers from the grassland who were watching sloppily, and in the siege of less than three hours, more than 5,000 soldiers and horses were killed and wounded in the Taiqige Division, most of which were slave warriors of the Taiqige Division.

In the eyes of the coalition forces of the grasslands, if you can't use some wound medicine or you can grow skin trauma yourself, then you will definitely not spend precious medicine to feed and serve, but most of them are ordinary herdsmen or injured people, and the few Langzhong are living in the tents of the nobles of various tribes, Langzhong is a first-class rarity on the grassland, even if it is a rough medical skill, as long as the undead can solve some minor diseases, they can be regarded as guests by the nobles. The grasslands are vast, and many herdsmen do not have the financial resources left by the gold, silver and furs of the nobles.

The loss of 5,000 people is not a small number for the Taiqi Division, although most of them are slave warriors. But these well-trained slave warriors who can brave the rain of arrows on the city and fall stones and ants attached to the city are not something that can be replenished overnight, and the slave warriors who can fight are all under the city at this moment, and all the remaining siege families in the Taiqige Department have been hollowed out, and they originally wanted to keep it for attacking the two county cities, but they never thought that the power of the bed crossbow on the city was huge, and the two torch stone carts were all destroyed by giant arrows after throwing a stone bullet.

"I didn't expect there to be a hero like you among the Yao people. Ignoring the best efforts of the surrounding generals and companions, Bald Batu led the horse to a place that was only fifty steps away from Song Yanchao before stopping, and suddenly risked the suspicion of trespassing to be half a horse ahead of him, in case the Yao people in front of him, who had a very high martial arts realm, burst out and kill people.

Song Yanchao narrowed his eyes and looked at this barbarian lord who had been known for a long time, most of the Taiqi Gebu was able to become the most powerful tribe on the grassland because of this lord, but the eagle on the grassland was also too old to fly, and he had already seen how tired this body wrapped in heavy iron armor and fur was in front of him, as if he was about to fall off the horse's back with a gentle push.

"How old are you?" asked him in the town with the etiquette of a respected old man on the prairie, "Sixty or seventy?"

"What is this old man doing to you, a barbarian of the grassland, with one Jiazi and two Jiazi?" Song Yanchao's index finger flicked imperceptibly twice, in the short time of the question, he had already calculated the possibility of killing the sudden attack more than once, but no matter which method it was, he couldn't take the life of this barbarian lord of the Taiqige tribe with a few out of ten, "In a word, everyone who comes is dead!

The shout of the last sentence used the martial arts qi, so it seemed very deafening to the people in the Taiqige Department outside the city.

"Elder Yaoren, I admire that you can still be as strong as a leopard at such an age, and it is not the same thing as the withdrawal of the Taiqi Gebu, you should also know it. Suddenly raised his head on horseback, and his wrinkled face showed a resolute expression, "Today, Taiqige is only one step away from entering your city, and you don't need to use such means to attack your city in the future!"

"I don't care what water is in the brains of you brutes. Song Yanchao scolded and waved his hand, stomped under his body twice, pointed to the corpses piled up three or four feet above the ground, and said, "Today can allow you barbarians to throw these many corpses here today, and when you are too old to move, you barbarians will also throw these many corpses here." Someone will take my place .... Whoever kills you will be killed. ”

Although Song Yanchao's behavior and mocking words of trampling on the corpses of the fallen soldiers of the Taiqige Department made the soldiers in the city very happy, such a move was really a great provocation in the eyes of the Taiqige troops.

"Also, you are already very old, the first few layers of the martial arts are less than the fourth layer, and the physical fitness is acceptable, not to mention prolonging life. Song Yanchao shook his head and sighed, "At your age, it is impossible to make achievements in the martial arts, why don't you stay on the grassland..."

Suddenly he realized that he had talked too much, Song Yanchao turned around and glanced down at the newly changed sheepskin clothes on his body, and scolded with some distress, "I knew that I was going to kill so many barbarians, so I didn't wear this clothes to come out, it's like this, why don't you wear it." ”

Song Yanchao, whose clothes had been soaked in blood, led the army and the dart master of the dart bureau back to the city calmly, the city gate slowly closed, and the Taiqi Ge Department returned to the original starting point after paying such a heavy price.

Suddenly looked at the tall and athletic back of the old man, and was silent.