In the Tang army camp, Li Yu quietly looked at the busy camp, countless Tang soldiers and soldiers were pulling out the ground nails in an orderly manner, putting away the tents, and loading countless supplies onto the carts, obviously the same situation was true for the two large camps in the southeast direction.

It's just that he still doesn't understand why Xiang Chu was indifferent to his plan at first, but at this time, he actively asked him to preside over the camp, looking like he really wanted to give up Jinzhou to attack Xingzhou.

What's the mystery in this?

Li Yu closed his lips tightly, only feeling that from this hearty wind, he smelled a smell of gold and iron, and the flames rose in the dark, but it was still waiting, waiting for the moment when the prairie would burn, and only then would it really bloom with all its smoothness.

He didn't join the army early, so he didn't know much about the "person" in Xiang Chu's mouth, let alone fought him.

But this did not make him underestimate in the slightest, after all, a wild lion, even if he was old and began to grow old, his claws were still sharp, and he would patrol his land day and night, fighting against any foreign invaders, until he bit the throat bone of his enemy, or was torn to pieces.

It's just that with Jinzhou's troops, what will he do? He is no longer a general, let alone the hundreds of thousands of Mojia troops who serve him, what can he do?

With such a situation, can one person turn things around?

But at that moment, he heard the sound of a loud trumpet.

"It's a clarion call for sorties. Li Mo stood up abruptly and stared at the city head of Jinzhou from afar, this horn did not come from the camp of the Tang army, but from Jinzhou.

However, Jinzhou, which has only more than 10,000 remnants of the army, dares to blow the horn of attack in such a big way? Is it a provocation or a pretentious gesture?

He turned his head and followed the ladder all the way up until he reached the highest point of the lookout. When the soldiers above saw their generals coming up, they immediately saluted respectfully: "General." ”

Li Mo just nodded slightly, looked at the city head of Jinzhou, and was silent.

The city gate was really opened, and the city gate, which was difficult to destroy after two attacks by the Tang army soldiers, was suddenly opened at this moment, and the scenery in the city, the light in the city, bloomed through the city hole to the outside of the city.

And under this bright sky, a cavalry was slowly leaving the city.

This cavalry is only more than 3,000 people, but the horses are well prepared, one person and three horses, at a glance it looks like a long-distance attack, but in Li Yu's opinion, it is extremely strange, although the Tang army has begun to pull out the camp, but it is still in front of Jinzhou, like a moat, where can he run?

"Is it a battle of trapped beasts?" Li Yu sneered, "Pass the order, let Wang Sheng, Luo Song, and Hu Feng each take their teams out of the camp and set up a formation." ”

"Yes. The sentry did not dare to say more, and hurried down from the lookout.

Standing at the head of the city of Jinzhou, looking at the camp of the Tang army, he saw the army spread out like an iron tide, and his heart tightened slightly.

3,000 to 100,000, even Wang Xuanwei may not be able to do it easily.

It's just that he shouldn't think much about it at the moment, he just needs to do a series of affairs arranged by Wang Xuanwei, and he said in a deep voice: "Pass the order, the first army and the third army will go out of the city through the arranged gate respectively." ”

Soon, Li Mo received a report and was a little surprised for a while: "Seven thousand people have left the city from the east gate and the south gate respectively?"

"Wang Xuanwei ......," Li Yu muttered in a low voice, "what is he going to do?"

At this time, the war drums of Jinzhou were beaten, and the sound of the horn was like muffled thunder, whimpering and covering the whole world, and even the clouds seemed to feel this solemnity, hanging low on the head of Jinzhou, like a big hand.

Inside the big tent, the corners of Xiang Chu's mouth curved an arc, he slowly stood up, and his face couldn't help but show ecstasy: "Sure enough, it's you, I didn't guess wrong, Wang Xuanwei, you are really in Jinzhou!"

He once fought with Wang Xuanwei, when he was just a young general, leading 10,000 Tang State iron cavalry, but he was defeated in the hands of Wang Xuanwei after only a few faces, but the commander at that time was not him but Cai Yong after all, so in the eyes of most people, this defeat should be counted on Cai Yong's head.

And as Xiang Chu's status has continued to rise in recent years, fewer people will mention this matter, for fear of evoking some bad memories of Xiang Chu.

But Xiang Chu knew in his heart that for so many years, he had never regarded this failure as a shameful history of his inferiority to Wang Xuanwei.

Maybe the commander at that time was Cai Yong, but in his opinion, Cai Yong's arrangement was understandable, even if he was replaced as the commander, he could only deal with it like that, they were defeated after all, not because the Tang army was too weak, nor because Cai Yong had no talent to fight.

It's Wang Xuanwei, who is too powerful.

"With you, the Mo family can keep the country safe. Xiang Chu said softly: "But now that the Mo family has abandoned you, what can you do?"

He laughed and stroked the blade of the sword: "Just let me have a good experience." ”

Wang Xuanwei was in a trance when he went out of the city, and at that moment, he almost thought that he had returned to the day when he fought for the first time, when the Mo family was not strong, and the court was not like now, it was a battlefield where several families were fighting.

He held the reins of his horse, and behind him were tens of thousands of mighty soldiers, whose chests burned with fire, and who drank hot wine, and whose horses neighed, and who were slapping their swords against their saddles, and who brought a strong smell of blood in the wind.

It was the first time he commanded, and it was also the first time he killed someone with his own hands, but he had no fear in his heart, he only felt that the sky was blue and the blood was hot, and the celebration wine was mellow and sweet.

And as he grew older, he began to fear, afraid that he would not fail one day, that he would lose power and fall off the altar, and that the territory he had worked so hard to open up for many years would be lost in the hands of future generations.

Who knows, the worry has become a reality, he really lost his position as a general, and the Mo family really lost a lot of city land.

But his heart was a little calm and down-to-earth.

That's not necessarily bad, is it?

At least he wasn't really old, he was still straddling a restless horse, and the soldiers behind him were still looking at death as if they were home.

"Forward! There is no way behind us! We can only pass through them, or die in their military formation!" In the dull sound of the horn, Wang Xuanwei looked at the Tang army, which was as thick as the ocean, and his legs suddenly clamped the belly of the horse, and the cavalry of 3,000 people carried 9,000 war horses, rushing towards the Tang army like a rolling tide.

The entire cavalry almost raised their speed to the limit at the beginning, and they didn't care at all what kind of bad follow-up impact such a speed of running would have on the mounts under their hips, and the only way to break through the formation of the Tang army was to get everything out of the way.

From above, the three thousand cavalry looked like an arrow off the string, with a sharp tip, and the sides were closed towards the middle, Qin Ke and Abu were leaning together, and they could even feel the other party's rapid breathing and nervous mood.

The Tang army's array was as stable as a city wall, and in front of the sound of horses' hooves like war drums, there was not a trace of wavering, and countless sharp points stretched out from the gap between the shields.

The attack and defense changed abruptly on this day, and the Jinzhou army, which had been holding out in the city, became the side of the charge at this moment.

The sound of horses' hooves rumbled more and more in the ears of the Tang army, and the general stood in the middle of the array, seeing that the distance of the three thousand cavalry was getting closer and closer, the corners of his mouth showed a little playful smile, and then he waved his hand suddenly, and said, "Let's go!"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a black mist rose from the Tang army's camp, a curtain of death composed of countless arrows, and when they rose to the highest point, they began to flip downward, and by falling, a sharp wind was raised.

It was only at this moment that the three thousand cavalry suddenly moved, and all the galloping horses suddenly turned their direction at that moment, as if they were afraid of the rain of arrows, and fled to the left in embarrassment.

The Tang army did not expect such a result for a while, so the rain of arrows fell one after another, except for a few who fell into the cavalry and caused people to turn on their backs, with the sound of "snorting", most of the arrows were deeply inserted into the ground.

Despite this, Tang Jun was not discouraged, but just looked at the cavalry that had turned around and ran back, and laughed loudly: "They are afraid!

The general also sneered: "It's coming to an end, but I still don't have the courage." Then he shouted, and his voice was strong and powerful, "Cavalry battalion!

In the neighing of war horses, the formation of the Tang army changed, and the cavalry continued to move forward in the array, until it reached the front of the entire Tang army formation.

"They have lost the momentum to charge, catch up and kill them all. As soon as the general gave the order, all the cavalry began to rush amid shouts, surging towards the three thousand cavalry who were "fleeing in embarrassment" like a tide.

In their opinion, once this cavalry leaves the city, where will there be a chance to go back? The city gate has been closed, and even if they want to open it again, they will only be more happy to take this opportunity to rush in, break the city defenses of Jinzhou, and completely take this city for themselves.

Wang Xuanwei was at the forefront, his expression was as cold as frost, he was not wearing armor, his robe was hunting in the wind, with the nine thousand war horses lying together, he adjusted his breathing, and then he said loudly: "Release thistles!"

The whole cavalry team listened to his orders, and countless thistles were thrown high from their hands, and as the cavalry continued to move forward, these thistles were all left behind, and fell to the ground one by one.

The Mo family's thistle terrestris has four spikes when it is made, and after it is thrown, no matter how it falls, there is a spike facing upward, and it only takes an instant to lay out a piece of ground thorns.

And the cavalry of the Tang Army did not expect such a change for a while, and between the sorrowful roars of the war horses, I don't know how many war horses were injured because of stepping on these thistles, and they fell to the ground in an instant, and they were in chaos.

"Rush up!, but it's just a small trick to carve insects!" the general of the cavalry looked coldly ahead, "Even if they throw all the thistles away, how many of us will be hurt?"

However, beyond his expectations, until a dozen breaths later, the three thousand cavalry were still constantly throwing out thistles, and more and more Tang cavalry were damaged by trampling on thistles.

Seeing this situation, the generals couldn't help but curse: "Damn! How much did they bring?"

Wang Xuanwei did bring a lot of thistles, and it can even be said that he has emptied the entire Jinzhou tribulus terrestris, and each of the three horses has a whole big bag on each horse, as if he can't throw it away.

"Stop chasing, don't chase. Glancing back at the pursuing Tang cavalry, Qin Ke suppressed the panic in his heart by relying on broken thoughts, and kept grabbing the thistle from his pocket.

He wore a pair of thick deerskin gloves, and he would not be stabbed by the thistles in his pocket.

Then, he raised his hand and threw the thistles in his hand backwards, and they drew a high arc in the air, and under the strong wind, they fell towards the front of the Tang army.

Sometimes, even because he used more force than others, some iron thistles would fall directly on the head of the Tang army like hidden weapons, and it was conceivable that the unlucky cavalry who was hit would fall off their horses before they could even utter a cry of pain, and the galloping hooves behind them could immediately trample it into a puddle of flesh.

In fact, it is rare for cavalry to carry so many tribulus terrestris, because the weight of each tribulus terrestris is almost a catty, and carrying a large number of them will inevitably make the war horse overburdened, but the tribulus terrestris that has been specially forged and improved by the public loser has just the right amount of lightness, and is harder and more wear-resistant than ordinary tribulus terrestris.

The Tang army chasing behind them was already thunderous at this moment, their road was obviously violent, and the horsewhip was almost connected, but the endless thistle terrestris was like a thorny wave, constantly invading their horses' hooves, really slowing them down.

It seems that there is still a team of pursuing people, I don't know which bastard guy has a lot of strength, a small iron thistle can throw a stone like a force, a little luck back, right in the middle of the door, and died a miserable death.

The whole battlefield gradually formed a ridiculous farce scene, the Mo cavalry fled all the way in front, and their hands kept laying a large area of thistle terrestris backwards, and the Tang cavalry riveted their efforts to pursue, but they were never able to get close.

Not only that, but because the ground was full of messy thistles, their original neat formation was also in disarray, and from time to time there were cases of people and horses toppling together, followed by painful screams from people and horses that pierced the sky.

Gong Chuan Cha stood at the head of the city, closed his lips, watched the two armies hold each other, and only felt admiration in his heart.

Probably only General Wang could come up with such a strange tactic, and probably only in Jinzhou, which was guarded by the public loser, could he provide him with all kinds of powerful material foreign aid.

This tactic is not the first time this tactic has been shown here - all of the Black Riders of the Mo Family are equipped with a hand crossbow that can fire continuously, and the arrows are extremely fast, and the Black Riders are lightly armed and move quickly, so they can maintain their distance with such an advantage and consume the enemy with crossbow arrows.

When the allied forces of several countries attacked the Mo family, they suffered a lot in such tactics.

No matter who it is, in the face of chasing and not being able to catch up, escaping and not being able to escape, standing in place and easily becoming a live target of crossbow arrows, the scolding of foul language may be able to suppress the earth-shattering shouting and killing.

Seeing the two armies gradually approaching the city, he raised a hand and stared at the city, and after about three breaths, he waved his hand suddenly: "Release!"

At this moment, ten thousand arrows were fired at the head of Jinzhou, and the ballista continued to spit out arrows as if it was crazy at this moment, and the black feathered arrows formed an iron curtain of death in the air.

The angry Tang cavalry finally realized that they had made a mistake, although the three thousand Mo cavalry in front of them threw down the thistle terrestris gave them a great headache, but after all, the damage was limited, and after they dispersed, the distance between the two armies had been constantly narrowing.

But what they didn't count was that they weren't far enough!

Even if they can catch up with the Mo cavalry, but at the same time, they have also entered the strike range of the defenders at the head of Jinzhou City, and what they have to face is not the three thousand Mo cavalry, but the countless accurate crossbow cars and crossbowmen at the head of the city!

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