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Chapter 925 Weaknesses
No fighting on the first day, no fighting on the second day, and the same on the third and fourth day.

The ridicule and insults of the enemy troops outside the city became louder and louder.

Du Yu didn't care, but it dealt a great blow to the morale of the Allied Forces in the Western Regions.

More and more people lost confidence in the Qin army, and became cautious, and some people turned over the city and surrendered at night.

As if Du Yu didn't see anything, he stayed with the old pawn after he inspected the city defense as a routine every day.

Finally, on the tenth day, some people couldn't bear it anymore, and Yanqi blatantly raised the flag of rebellion.

Yanqi is not considered a small country anymore. It has nine cities, fifty-seven thousand three hundred people, and nine thousand victorious soldiers.

Therefore, Yanqi has always been arrogant in the Western Regions. Since the Han and Wei Dynasties, merchants have often been plundered.

Someone is the first bird, and the next bird will follow.

Beilu, Wutanzi, Beilu Houguo, Shanhuan, Pulei, Xiqimi, Jieguo, Cheshi and other countries betrayed the Great Qin one after another.

Sassan and Dawan have a large number of troops, with [-] troops, while the real Qin army has less than [-].

Who is strong or weak is clear at a glance.

Under the small town of Gumo, more and more people gathered, and there was a sea of ​​people.

But Du Yu's face not only showed no frustration, but a faint smile on the contrary.

"Guardian, there is only enough food and grass in the city for five days..." Zhang Zhuo, the marching commander, panicked.

"Five days is enough, let the veterans get ready." Du Yu seemed to have already won the battle.

"Is the guard waiting for King Xia's reinforcements?" Yin Chun observed for so many days, and finally managed to catch up to Du Yu's heels.

Du Yu said approvingly: "A certain person is indeed waiting for reinforcements, but he is not the King of Xia. This time the three kingdoms join forces, and no Kangju people are seen. There must be a big battle north of Tianshan Mountain."

"It's not King Xia, but a Khotanese!"

"Haha, General Yin is worthy of being His Majesty's old friend." Du Yu's praise made Yin Chun blush.

In the afternoon, Khotan's rangers really appeared in the south.

Five thousand veterans in the city have been summoned.

A few days ago, these people were still like sick cats, eating and sleeping, indifferent to the enemy troops outside the city, but after a military order from Du Yu, these people quickly returned to their former tiger and wolf appearance.

There was a little impatience in the indifferent eyes.

Fighting has become their only pleasure.

"Deng Lang!" Du Yu shouted.

"The subordinate is here!" In a few months, Deng Lang seemed to be a different person, full of energy, he was tall and thin before, but now he is tall and tall.

"Lead the Death Battalion as the vanguard, disrupting the enemy army!"

"Wei!" Deng Lang bowed his hands.

Du Yu looked at the group of nephews around him, he couldn't bear it, dared to die, if he was the first to rush out, he would definitely be hit hard by the enemy, Deng Lang took the whole family with him...

But after seeing the resolute look in the eyes of these teenagers, Du Yu swallowed all the words on his lips.

Deng Ai is both civil and military, and Deng Zhong was a famous general back then.

Naturally, the heirs of the Deng family will not be too bad.

The gate of Gumo city was suddenly opened, and Deng Lang's one thousand death camp rushed out on horseback.

It was as if a spear had suddenly thrust out.

The more coalition forces, the more inflexible the command.

After so many days of siege, the Dawan people relaxed, and the Sasanians also relaxed.

They would never have imagined that a thousand Qin troops would dare to rush into a hundred thousand troops...

Of course, this kind of thing is a common delicacy in the Central Plains, but it is a bit sensational in the Western Regions.

The Death Battalion of the Qin Army is the warrior among the warriors, the elite among the elite.

Everyone had three horses, and Deng Lang went straight to Sassan's formation. At this moment, the sound of drums behind him rose to the sky, shaking the ground.

There are still more than two hundred steps left, and the Sassanid formation is full of arrows.

The black rain of arrows was still in the air, unexpectedly, Deng Lang's target at the beginning was not them, but turned his horse's head, turned south, and killed the rebels from various countries.

The rebels in the Western Regions were not as well equipped as the Sassanids.

I was still watching the show, but I didn't expect Qin Jun to kill him in an instant. The first reaction was to let others stand on top and retreat to the back...

There were screams one after another, Deng Lang and his five nephews either held long lances or held long knives, everyone was like a mad tiger, where the horses' hoofs passed, the long lances were like shooting stars, and the long knives were like a full moon. In an instant, heads rolled.

"Excellent martial arts!" The other soldiers in the death camp exclaimed loudly.

The army always speaks of strength, the Death Battalion originally looked down on the Deng family and his son, but now they are completely convinced.

All the depression in Deng Lang's heart was released at this moment.

A few years ago, he still hated Daqin, but after hearing so many scandals about the Sima family, he only sighed to his grandfather Deng Ai in his heart.

Last month, Daqin's decree to pardon the Deng family came down.

However, he did not choose to return to Xinye to retire comfortably, but chose to make contributions in the Western Regions, and he could not let down the abilities taught by his father and grandfather.

A thousand death battalions are like entering an uninhabited territory among an army of one hundred thousand.

The coalition forces of various countries were like mud that couldn't support the wall, they dispersed as soon as they charged, and Deng Lang chiseled through the camp in two or three strokes.

They are scattered like birds and beasts.

But the real challenge followed, and nearly ten thousand Dawan cavalry surrounded them.

The Death Battalion changed horses and readjusted their formation. Deng Lang and his son were still in front. They raised their weapons and rushed towards the enemy with a roar.

At this moment, the eyes of countless people on the battlefield were focused on them.

The sound of war drums in the city became louder and louder.

They are also cavalry, but both Dawan cavalry and Sasanian cavalry have a common weakness - no stirrups!
The absence of stirrups meant that the feet had to be clamped tightly to the horse's belly, and one hand was free to control the reins.

Moreover, the equipment of the Dawan cavalry was obviously not as good as that of the Sasanians, let alone the Qin army, and a small number of them wore iron armor and leather armor.

Even Qin Jun couldn't have a piece of iron armor in his hands.

The Sassanian cavalry is also prepared by the soldiers themselves. Those who are rich and powerful wear heavy armor, and those who have no money wear light armor. Therefore, those who wear heavy armor in the Sasanian army are generally officers or nobles of the upper caste.

The two cavalrymen collided head-on, and the sound of bones breaking was everywhere.

However, what the Dawan cavalry hit was the vacant horse of the Qin army...

However, Deng Lang led the cavalry to turn around again, drew an arc on the battlefield, and entered the Sasanian infantry from the southwest corner.

During the entire battle, not many enemies really died under the horseshoes of the Death Battalion, and most of them trampled on each other to death.

The same goes for the Sasanians.

The bravery of the Qin army was beyond their imagination, even crazier than the Qin army in the Battle of the River...

The impact is not only on the battlefield, but also psychologically.

A thousand riders can disrupt their position. If all the Qin troops in the city are killed, how can they resist?

Just when most people had such thoughts, the drums in Gumo City suddenly stopped.

But the earth was shaking.

That was the sound of horseshoes of the Qin army in the city.

All the city gates were opened, and black figures rushed out.

Yin Chun, Tian Zhang, Li Te, and Gou Xi each led thousands of cavalry to charge out from all sides.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Everywhere was their frenzied roar.

At this moment, everyone outside the city felt a bone-chilling chill.

At the same time, a 6000-strong Khotan cavalry came from the northwest corner.

(End of this chapter)