It was early winter, and the sky had not yet dawned, and there was some mist on the ground, so that the soldiers who were looking at it could not see the situation four or five miles away. When Long Xiaomo saw it, he passed the news downward: "There are about three hundred cavalry in the northwest direction. ”

As soon as Li Shimin heard that there were only 300 cavalrymen, he shouted: "Heavy iron guards, put on armor and mount horses, and rush with this king to kill for a while." ”

Long Xiaomo observed again and said, "No, no, it's the Netherworld Iron Rider who killed it." One hundred against three hundred, we have no chance of winning at all. Long Xiaomo could already see the blue light in the eyes of those soldiers at this time.

Li Shimin had heard Wei Chi Jingde report in detail on the situation of the Netherworld Iron Cavalry. With Wei Chi Jingde's world-class martial arts, with two hundred Xuanjia elites, he fell behind one hundred Netherworld Iron Cavalry. This time, there were actually three hundred Nether Iron Horsemen, and these sons and daughters under Li Shimin should not be opponents.

After knowing that this was an impossible war to win, Li Shimin quickly made the decision to evacuate. Although it is said that fleeing without a fight in the first battle is very demoralizing, but the hundred Xuanjia soldiers led by Li Shimin are the elite of the elite, and they cannot be lost in the hands of these Gu people for no reason.

The courage of the attack and the orderly retreat were the characteristics of the Tang army, because they never felt that they would flee when they retreated, but a tactical detour, so they were fast and orderly. When those Netherworld Iron Cavalry were still more than a mile away from the Tang Army, the Tang Army had already packed their bags and evacuated in an orderly manner.

Tie Ying and Long Xiaomo stayed at the back of the hall, and the two looked back as they ran. Tie Ying suddenly said, "His grandmother has a leg, how can these dead people run faster than the living?"

Long Xiaomo looked at it and found that the speed of the Netherworld Iron Cavalry was indeed faster than that of the Tang Army, and the distance of more than a mile was gradually shortening. Iron Eagle drew his Iron Arm Longbow from his back and shot an arrow backwards, directly into the head of the leading Nether Iron Rider. But after the Gu man soldier was hit by an arrow in his head, he didn't even mean to pull out the arrow, he just blindly chased after it.

Tie Ying said: "I'm rubbing, such an evil door, these people dare to come out to make trouble early in the morning." As he spoke, he took a carrier pigeon out of his bosom and released it.

Long Xiaomo said: "It's too late to find rescuers, right? We are more than fifty miles away from the camp in Beibi Mountain, and far water can't quench our thirst." ”

Iron Eagle said: "We have reinforcements closer, and we hope it will be effective." ”

Long Xiaomo said: "Where are the rescuers from the nearby barren mountains and mountains?"

Tie Ying said, "Do you remember the last time King Qin gave you the Great Returning Pill?"

Long Xiaomo said: "Do you mean that the monk temple of Shaolin Temple? I haven't heard of it before, what can a group of bald donkeys do?"

Iron Eagle didn't speak, and continued to ride forward, but seeing that the Netherworld Iron Rider was getting closer and closer, it was only more than a hundred meters away from the Xuanjia Iron Rider.

Tie Ying said: "After I take ten people to break off, you cover King Qin to go first." Iron Eagle's tone was a bit tragic, and there was an end to a strong man who would never return.

Long Xiaomo said: "They have Gu poison on them, so it's better to look at me." As Long Xiaomo spoke, he jumped off the horse and pulled out the Chixiao Sword from his back, and after injecting internal force, the entire blade turned red.

Long Xiaomo pulled out the sub-sword, held it in his hand, and threw the mother sword out, and the two swords were connected by iron chains. Then he pushed his waist and turned his body, like a hammer thrower

got up, and immediately formed an aperture with Long Xiaomo as the center and a diameter of about 20 zhang blocking between the two camps.

Facing the circle of light formed by the Red Sky Sword, the Nether Iron Hoof still rushed forward fearlessly, and the hooves of more than a dozen horses in front of it were suddenly cut off by the sword. The horses in the front row stumbled and suddenly rolled into a ball, blocking the path of the Netherworld Iron Rider behind.

Long Xiaomo didn't entangle again after winning the blow, turned around and jumped two steps and flew on the horse. As soon as Tie Ying saw that the Netherworld Iron Cavalry behind him was scattered, he was about to command the Tang Army to rush forward and kill, but Long Xiaomo stopped him.

Long Xiaomo said: "These people are all mad dogs, don't shoot to death, don't entangle, get out of the battlefield quickly." Iron Eagle nodded, turned and patted away.

At this time, there seemed to be a melodious flute sound from inside the Netherworld Iron Cavalry, and those Netherworld Dead soldiers seemed to have received an order, so they bypassed the fallen cavalry, still chasing after the Tang Army.

Long Xiaomo's heart moved: "These Netherworld Iron Riders really still need someone to command, I don't know who the person in command is this time? Could it be that Li Wenxuan is here?"

The distance between the two phalanxes was from more than a hundred meters, and was suddenly pulled away by Long Xiaomo to more than a mile. The Tang army that had evacuated in front felt the pressure suddenly decrease, but the energy of the Nether Iron Cavalry seemed to be endless, and with its faster speed, it was constantly closing the distance between it and the Tang army.

Long Xiaomo was thinking about paying attention in his mind, and a carrier pigeon suddenly landed on Tie Ying's shoulder. Tie Ying took the note from the pigeon's leg and looked at it, laughed and said, "His grandmother's leg, the reinforcements have finally arrived." ”

Long Xiaomo asked, "Where are the reinforcements?"

Iron Eagle said, "Look over there, they're coming." ”

Long Xiaomo turned his head to look in the southeast direction, and was almost blinded by a golden light.

It was early morning, the sun was rising over the eastern horizon, and in the morning light, a dozen bald-headed monks galloped over on the helmets of the Xuanjia Iron Riders.

These monks were uniformly dressed in bright yellow monk's robes, holding orange-yellow cooked copper sticks in their hands, and even their skin was smeared with yellow-orange-orange gold dust, especially the yellow light from their bare heads.

Before Long Xiaomo could react, the bald donkeys were shouting from inside their mouths: "The thirteen stick monks of Shaolin Temple protect King Tang and kill demons." Then he rushed straight towards the Nether Iron Rider.

The thirteen bald donkeys danced like windmills and rushed directly into the ranks of the Nether Iron Riders.

After these bald donkeys rushed into the iron cavalry, they basically used the same tactics as Long Xiaomo, picking up sticks and sweeping the legs of the horses.

These Netherworld Iron Horses and War Horses are all made of Gu people and Gu horses, and they are not afraid of pain or death. But the horse's leg was broken, and he couldn't continue to rush forward.

The Nether Dead picked up his sword and slashed at the bald donkeys, but the bald asses had obviously practiced kung fu such as the Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt, and the sword slashed with only a clanging sound, but it did not hurt them in the slightest.

Long Xiaomo unfolded and used the Qi Observation Technique to observe these bald donkeys, and couldn't help but secretly inhale a cool breath, they were all masters of the third layer of the Jiedan.

Seeing that these bald donkeys were so ferocious, there was a faint sound of flutes in the ranks of the Nether Iron Riders. Some cavalrymen in the rear row immediately rushed over from both sides after hearing the order and continued to pursue the Tang army.

But this time the Shaolin thirteen stick monks are thirteen masters, and the enemy army wants to start from two

While outflanking, seven or eight people were immediately distributed to both sides. These seven or eight people also picked up the cooked copper sticks in their hands and beat the horse's legs. Suddenly, another group of Netherworld Iron Riders fell to the ground, and a group of people flipped on their backs.

As if they had not been harmed in any way, the Netherworld Dead who fell to the ground immediately surrounded the thirteen bald donkeys without fear of death, and without using swords, they took advantage of the large number of people, and directly opened their mouths to bite, and stretched out their claws to scratch.

But I saw that the thirteen stick monks were standing in various places in front of the formation, and each of them was surrounded by a dozen netherworld dead soldiers. But the bald donkeys were not afraid at all, and danced the cooked copper rods in their hands like windmills.

The same cooked copper stick is a tool for farm work in the hands of ordinary people, and it is definitely a deadly weapon in the hands of these masters of the third layer of Yudan. Some of the Gu people who approached had their heads smashed, and some had their arms and legs broken. Although they are still rushing forward without fear of death, the impact is obviously not as strong as before.

Seeing such a formation, the Tang army that fled in front also stopped at this time, and according to Li Shimin's order, an encirclement was formed, surrounding the three hundred Netherworld Iron Horsemen in the middle.

Iron Eagle gave an order on the side: "All hands are ready, get on the rocket." "According to the standards of the Xuanjia Army, each person's quiver contained 13 arrows, three of which were rockets, which were specially used to rob the camp in the middle of the night or burn the baggage, but at this time they were used by these Nether Cavalry.

"Put. With Li Shimin's order, these rockets shot out like raindrops, and they all shot into the body of the Netherworld Iron Rider.

These Xuanjia soldiers are the elite of the elite, and the arrows are naturally not missing. What is even more commendable is that these soldiers cooperate tacitly and have a clear division of labor. When the encirclement was formed, they knew in their hearts who the arrow in their hands was going to shoot, and how it would not be the same as the target of the partner next to them.

The rockets landed on the Nether Iron Riders, and they burst into flames. It's no wonder that these Gu people no longer have any energy intake after being controlled by Gu magic, and the reason why they can move is because the Netherworld Ghost Fire in their eyes is constantly burning their life source. From the morning to now, in fact, their life source has been almost burned, and their bodies are dry, like dead wood. Such a body is naturally caught on fire.

Looking at the Netherworld Iron Riders inside howling as ghosts cry wolves, Li Shimin did not have the slightest compassion, and continued to order: "Prepare the rocket, release." ”

Another rain of arrows was fired, and the Nether Dead inside were hit one after another.

At this time, the people in command inside reacted, and the biggest threat in front of them was not the Shaolin Thirteen Stick Monks inside, but the Tang Army outside, and suddenly blew the little trumpet bit by bit.

The sound of the flute was an order, and after hearing the order, the Nether Dead who were burning all over their bodies rushed towards the Xuanjia guards outside.

Seeing that they were poor rats devouring cats, Li Shimin did not panic in the slightest, but continued to order: "Prepare the rocket and shoot it from the back." "The back shot is the third arrow in the three arrows of the Xuanjia, generally the two armies face each other, and after shooting the two arrows, it is basically time to fight face to face, so the third arrow is all shot on the back, there is no accuracy, and it completely depends on the numerical advantage. And the Xuanjia guards all know that after the three arrows are fired, it is time to move freely.

The Xuanjia Iron Cavalry is the treasure of the Tang Army, so if it is not a decisive battle, it will generally not hedge with people, and after the three arrows are shot, they will leave one after another, and assemble in the southeast corner of the battlefield. This is the practice of the Tang Army, and it is extremely familiar, and there is no need to command it at all.