The Turkic army, the Great Commander.

A warlord riding a tall horse is staring ahead, his eyes are embarrassed, but it is difficult to hide the unwillingness in his eyes, a bright silver armor reflects the sun, giving people a cold and sharp coercion, and does not dare to approach, it is the leader of the five crossbow lost bi tribe Mo Heshe, the five crossbow lost bi tribe is composed of five major tribes, is one of the ten Turkic tribes, and is strong.

The last Turkic Khan's army was defeated and captured, and Mo He, the leader of the Five Crossbow Lost Bi Division, set up Yingyi Bisha Bo Luo Ye to protect as the new Khan, and set the Khan's court in Broken Leaves, and led his troops to attack Yuegong City before he had time to inform the world.

Broken leaves is Mo Heshe's base camp, after receiving the news of the attack of the Hanzhou army, he led his headquarters to hurry over, looking at the breached city, Mo Heshe realized that it was still a step too late, but it was still too late, as long as he chased the enemy army in front of him into the city, he had a chance to recapture.

Once the city gates are closed, it becomes a siege battle, and the losses are incalculable and cannot be afforded.

His thoughts flashed, and Mo Heshe shouted in a deep voice: "Pass the order, go into the city at any cost, rescue your family, take your home garden, those who escape from the battle, cowardly, kill!" ”

The word "kill" is full of momentum, full of blood, ruthless, and domineering.

One by one, the heralds galloped on their horses and loudly conveyed orders.

"Woo! Woo! Woo-"

Suddenly, a low trumpet sounded, shaking the wilderness.

When the Turkic army heard the horn of attack, their feet couldn't help but speed up, and their momentum soared.

Xue Wanche felt a terrifying battle intent rushing towards him, he didn't panic, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he stared closely at the Turkic army advancing forward, constantly looking for flaws.

10,000 spears in front, dense as a forest, hedgehog array, followed by swords and archers, plus cavalry guards on both sides, a strong attack is to find death, there are more than 30,000 cavalry can try, but there is only one division around, 7,000 people, it is not enough to go up and stuff the teeth.

A strong attack will certainly not work, but it can slow down the speed of the advance.

Xue Wanche deserved to be a veteran of the battlefield, and soon had a countermeasure, and shouted to the division commander beside him: "Quick, send all the archers forward, keep a distance of one arrow from the spearmen, and retreat while fighting, delaying time." ”

The division commander is also very experienced in combat, watching the Turkic army advancing up react suddenly, the opposing archers are hiding behind spears and sword and shield soldiers, dozens of meters away, as long as they keep a stone's throw with the spearmen, they will only shoot and kill, as long as they fight and retreat, the Turkic archers will not be able to shoot their own people.

Thinking of this, the division commander's eyes suddenly lit up, and he responded knowingly: "The general is wise!" ”

Soon, a large number of archers rushed forward, while the rest retreated some distance to stand by.

When the Turkic army saw the archers coming forward, the sword and shield soldiers hiding behind the spearmen quickly moved forward and raised their shields to cover.

The division commander personally stepped forward to command, and he had long expected that the Turkic army would respond like this, so he didn't care, and shouted: "Shoot forward, throw fire, play freely, and release arrows!" ”

All arrows shot forward will be blocked by shields, but some projectiles are different, the Turks are just small round shields, or covered cowhides, which can block the front and cannot protect the top of their heads.

The soldiers understood and drew their bows one after another, only to play.

"Bang!"

The sound of bowstring explosions converged together, densely packed, like thunder rolling in the sky.

The feathered arrows whistled away, or went straight into the sky, or shot straight forward, irregular, and difficult to guard against.

The Turkic army was in chaos, and countless people fell from arrows, but more sword and shield soldiers stepped forward to fill their positions, escorting the spearmen to continue to advance, fighting very resolutely, and the archers behind also began to counterattack.

Seeing the whistling coming, the feather arrows that covered the sky and the sun fell in front of them, and there was no threat, the Hanzhou army was determined and continued to shoot arrows, while urging the war horses to retreat and open a safe distance.

This kind of tactics that can beat the opponent, but will not be beaten, has greatly boosted the morale of the soldiers, and the original consumed power has also been reborn, and one by one they have played extraordinarily and shot arrows hard.

The Turkic army suffered a dark loss, and countless people fell in pieces, but they were quickly filled by those behind and continued to move forward.

Perhaps seeing that the losses were too great, the Turkic army suddenly stopped attacking, and the archers risked their lives to step forward.

Xue Wanche saw that the enemy was going to shoot at each other and fight for attrition, this kind of play was the most cruel, the one with more people would win, and there were few archers on his side, and he would suffer a loss in shooting, so he decisively ordered to retreat.

The archers of the Turkic army did not dare to give up and caught up, but kept the formation intact.

Xue Wanche led the army back some distance, and when he saw that the Turkic army was biting and not letting go, he was furious, and ordered the others on standby to charge up, and the archers who broke away from the army were lambs to the slaughter in front of the cavalry.

As soon as the army moved, the cavalry of the Turkic army on both flanks also moved and rushed wildly.

"Is this going to be a decisive battle?"

Xue Wanche secretly said that it was not good, even if he could break away the Turkic archers, he would be surrounded by the Turkic cavalry, and it would be very troublesome at that time, or the troops were too small to fight, so he quickly ordered the cavalry to retreat.

But the Turkic cavalry had no intention of stopping, and continued to rush up.

The time has come for the test of life and death.

Xue Wanche's eyes sparkled, and he quickly issued a series of orders, the two regiments went up to block the Turkic cavalry on both wings, and the archers quickly retreated into the city and seized the city wall.

"Kill—"

A roar, momentum like a rainbow.

At the moment of life and death, Xue Wanche once again led by example and inspired the army.

"Woooo

Feathered arrows roared in, with the momentum of piercing everything.

Xue Wanche lowered his body, lay down on the horse's back and galloped wildly, hearing the feather arrows that kept passing in his ears, the terrible sound was like a terrible ghost roar, but he was unmoved, his eyes were fixed on an enemy general in front of him.

The war horse is psychic, spreading its hooves and galloping.

Soon, the war horse rushed into the enemy group, Xue Wanche entered the flock like a tiger, waved the horse lance in his hand, and rushed to the enemy general with a bloody way, stabbing hard.

The opponent is just an archer leader, the archer is good at shooting, but not good at close combat, where is the opponent, he is so frightened that he rolls on the ground, and he can avoid it, but Xue Wanche has rich experience and pulls the war horse suddenly.

"Wow!"

The war horse was in pain, and its forelimbs rose into the air, kicking and kicking wildly.

Xue Wanche didn't wait for the war horse to stop, he turned over and dismounted, walked like flying, and the horse lance was castrated like electricity, stabbing the enemy general through the heart, and threw it casually, smashing several people.

The next moment, Xue Wanche rose up bravely, the horse lance tiger and tiger were vigorous, picking, stabbing, stabbing, splitting, chopping, sweeping, the moves were getting faster and faster, only a cloud of phantoms could be seen, and where he passed, corpses were all over the ground, and the archers who killed directly fled the way.

At this time, the soldiers also rushed forward and slashed fiercely with their swords.

Where can the Turkic archers stop? Either he was knocked off by a war horse or he was cut to the ground.

Xue Wanche slew up, the horse lance in his hand became faster and faster, and corpses were piled up all around.

Soon, Xue Wanche found that there was no enemy around him, quickly glanced at the battlefield, and found that the Turkic archers were collapsing and fleeing.

Moreover, once the wings are not blocked, they will also be surrounded.

It seems to be a conversion to exchange three or four thousand people for 10,000 archers in half a division, but in fact, if you die in battle, your army will be leaderless, and you are afraid that something will happen, not that you are afraid of death, but that you can't die.

His thoughts flashed, Xue Wanche quickly got on his horse and shouted, "Brothers, withdraw!" ”

The attack is to eliminate a part of the Turkic archers and prepare for the next battle to defend the city, the defenders are most afraid of the archers, the goal has been achieved, and it is not good to continue to fight.

The soldiers quickly turned their horses and retreated.

Xue Wanche rushed to the front with his horse and led everyone to rush to the side.

This time, the Turkic cavalry is pressing their own people to fight, and if they don't rescue, they will all be wiped out.

Seeing that the distance was approaching, Xue Wanche pointed angrily at the horse lance in his hand and shouted, "Chisel through!" ”

The sound of horses' hooves roared, and the killing intent was like a rainbow.