Tang Taizong is my elder brother

Chapter 89 Defeated
The whistle was short and short and long and short at first, and the soldiers of the Infantry Pike Corps put down their masks to protect their faces. There was only a slit between the eyes and nose and mouth for the soldiers to observe and breathe.

The whistle was still ringing, and the waist drum also joined in, echoing the sound of the whistle, and the spear formation also marched forward in an orderly manner according to the beat of the drum.Seeing this, the Gondor battalions on both sides hurriedly followed, keeping the front line moving forward in sync.

The Longevity Battalion entered the range of the opponent's bow and arrow, and five or six soldiers had already fallen in the enemy's rain of arrows, but the infantry phalanx boasted from them and had no intention of stopping.

At a distance of 50 meters, the whistle and waist drum stopped at the same time, and then there was a loud fire!
Accompanied by the rapid whistle, the Musketeers of the Changsheng Battalion set up their muskets one after another. Nearly 500 people fired a volley, and Changsheng visually estimated that more than 30 people were hit and fell down.

The opponent fired two rounds of arrow rain in one breath, and used it to fight back. Thousands of arrows fell in the sky above the Changsheng Camp, and there was almost no room for them to land on the ground.

The soldiers in the first two rows were stabbed like hedgehogs with seven or eight arrows, but only a few dozen fell down because they were shot in the leg, and the armor on their bodies was still intact.

It was another round of musket fire, and more than 20 people fell down.

When the bow and arrow shooting from the opposite side reduced the musketeers of the Changsheng camp to about [-], Changsheng gave an order, and the musketeers withdrew to the formation under the cover of the pikemen.

Changsheng has been silently counting the number of times the opponent shoots arrows. When he counted to ten times, he estimated that the opponent should get off his horse and start close combat. That's when the real battle will begin.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the subordinates suddenly reported: "My lord, our right wing has begun to retreat..."

Chang Sheng hurriedly looked back and saw that it didn't matter. Sure enough, the right-wing troops were slowly losing touch with the main troops.

The Turkic Tartars had already detoured to both sides when they were shooting from the front. Ashina ran the old trick again, first using more than a hundred iron armored soldiers to shoot, and then they approached and dismounted and shot. The soldiers of the Gondor camp did not live forever. The battalion is well-equipped and not as well-trained as the longevity battalion. After a few rounds, they are overwhelmed and unable to lift their heads.The number of people began to drop sharply.

Gradually, the soldiers of the Gondor Battalion were completely beaten under the attack of the iron armor, and could only hide behind the shield and struggle to withstand the enemy's round after round of violent storms.The Gondor camp was completely turned into a beaten sandbag under the enemy's attack.

Changsheng could see that Ye Qiu was using his life to buy himself time, it was a race against time, and he was ordering the Chinese army to attack with all their strength, and take down the opponent's king flag first!
"Yes, my lord!"

With an order, all the spears of the Changsheng Battalion leaned forward, and the troops also strode forward.

The officer of the pikemen in front could already see the camouflage spitting on the enemy's face, he spat angrily, and then shouted contemptuously: "Brothers, let the Tartar dolls see who is the ancestor of using guns! String them up!"

In the same echo, the distance between the two sides was close to 20 meters. Changsheng quickly issued an order, and the musketeer shot one last time, and put on the bayonet!

After giving the order, she looked back at the right wing. The right wing, which was originally like a crescent moon, had been stretched into a long line, and the formation had completely disappeared.The battle had already started not far away, and the flames of the downwind gradually spread to his side.

She turned her head and saw that the musketeers had all changed into bayonets after shooting, and the herald shouted: "Longevity Battalion, hand-to-hand combat!"

The waist drum was beaten violently three times, and the shouts of killing rang out together.

After the forwards of the two sides of the Chinese army fought, the Turkic soldiers had torn several holes in the front of the right wing. The brave armored soldiers and soldiers on horseback rushed in. Seeing that the right wing was about to collapse, once the right wing collapsed Undoubtedly, the illness will spread to the Chinese army in the Longevity Battalion.

The situation is already precarious.

The Gondor battalion, which was ruthlessly crushed by the armored soldiers, hardly caused any casualties to the enemy, so the opponent's offensive has been fierce. Seeing that his subordinates were about to die more and more, Ye Qiu gritted his teeth angrily: "For the sake of the deceased General Chen Ping, go!"

The soldiers behind also shouted the same slogan and followed Ye Qiu to the right-wing front without hesitation.

Chang Sheng looked at Ye Qiu's figure in awe, just like no one would doubt Chen Ping's passion, Ye Qiu would not be doubted by anyone about his determination to hold on.

Qin Qiong stared impatiently at the crumbling defense line on the right wing, signaling if she wanted to help the other side, while Chang Sheng stared intently at the slowly advancing front line. She knew that this was where the outcome would be decided.

Ah Yelu is going through a moment of life and death in his life.He stared intently at the enemy in front of him, his fear and anger made him yell repeatedly, but the opponent was all wearing cold steel masks, and there was nothing on them except the luster of metal.

The opponent's facial features are all hidden behind the metal mask, only the small slits of the eyes can see a little clue, dark but lifeless, that kind of eyes don't seem to belong to a living person, they are so indifferent, right is indifferent, ignoring death and ignoring fear indifference.Ah Yelu even wondered if it was a human being inside, but the white mist coming out of his nostrils and mouth told him that the other party was also a living person.

A few spears pierced him, interrupting his thoughts, he dodged nimbly, and was hit by a huge force as soon as he landed on his shield. Steady his body and made provocative movements towards the opponent, but what he got in return was more frequent assassinations.

The few armored soldiers who charged with him were not as lucky as him. They were stabbed by random guns and turned into a hornet's nest, just where Ah Yelu didn't want.

At that time, he and another person tried to rush all the way from behind the corpse with a shield, but facing the forest of spears, they only advanced a few meters, and his companion became a member of the shield.

Now, apart from the armored soldiers, there are no soldiers with long spears on our side. They all died under the opponent's long spears. It was just such a strange turn to the left and then to the right, and everyone fell down in pieces. up.

A few armored soldiers probably hadn't seen the last battle of the Longevity Battalion in Linchuan, and wanted to follow the example of their predecessors and sneak under the spears, but the Longevity Army had already made improvements for this, and the spears in the back row were all pierced to the ground. Go, the neat gun head is the fangs protruding from the beast flower, making it impossible for those who roll in to dodge.These movements were neat and orderly without the slightest sloppiness, Ah Yelu felt that the other party must have guessed that someone on his side would do this.

The Turkic warrior was forced to retreat again and again, Ah Yelu glanced at a still warm body not far from the right, which belonged to his brother, and his sight was blocked by many soldiers of the Longevity Battalion who rushed up.

Both of their brothers are warriors from Aguna, the main force of Tiele, and his brother is also the only Turkic armored soldier who has caused melee damage to the enemy.At that time, his brother was just trying to avoid the guns on his head by rolling over. When he avoided all attacks and approached the enemy, he was just about to attack with a knife when the soldiers in the second row suddenly turned to the left. Then his brother was inexplicably killed.

At that time, Yelu felt that his heart was going to be broken. He saw his brother was stabbed into the body and suddenly paused, then slowly fell to his knees, with a spear point protruding from the back of his head.Ah Yelu suddenly felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured all over his body, his stomach seemed to be clenched tightly, and he just wanted to vomit.

He still had time to take a closer look at the murderer of his brother, but he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, because that person was also wearing a metal mask, but he could see him lowering his head, as if he was examining the corpse, and then He continued to walk forward, as if he just killed a mouse casually, without seeing any waves.

This kind of contempt completely aroused the anger in Yelu's heart, come on bastard, let me use your blood to comfort my brother's spirit in heaven.

He drew out his scimitar and rushed forward. Just when he thought the murderer on the other side was about to turn left to attack again, that person suddenly turned to the right. Ah Yelu could only follow him and turn to the right, blocking it dangerously. The attack came to his ribs, and at the same time, he shouted loudly and jumped back, while desperately swinging the scimitar, only barely separated from the white blade that stabbed in the front.

Before he could catch his breath, another three spears attacked from the front and the right side at the same time. He had to dodge desperately to avoid the attack of the storm. At this time, he regretted that he didn't take the spear, and the scimitar in his hand was too short. , couldn't get close to the opponent at all, and could only flee after being beaten.

The Turks and Tartars beside him were not as lucky as him, and they all fell to the ground screaming.

Ah Yelu is still able to support himself thanks to his hard work day and day in the first 20 years. Big knives, long spears, and shields are the magic weapons for him to settle down.His knife skills are well-known in the entire Tiele Department.

The front line is still retreating, and one after another, the armored soldiers who have experienced many battles have fallen. Some of these races became famous earlier than him, some were more fierce than him, and some were younger and more agile than him, but they all dead.Ah, the reason why Yelu was still struggling was that he gave up the big sword and held on to an iron shield, desperately blocking attacks from all directions. Yes, he no longer considered fighting back.

He probably also understands the routine of the opposite long spear attack now. When a spear is stabbed from the right or left, a spear will be stabbed from the front to coordinate the attack. It is necessary to resist the attacks from both sides, because their angles are more tricky and the distance is farther away. But at the same time, you have to dodge backwards, otherwise there will be a big hole in your chest or stomach.But where does such a one have to retreat to be considered a head?

Just as he was thinking, a sharp pain suddenly came from his right thigh, Ah Yelu looked down and saw that his thigh had been pierced by a spear.His feet went limp and his body lost his balance.Then he knelt down on the ground, and in an instant, spears from several directions pierced his throat and face at the same time, and blood kept gushing out from these wounds. I was the only one left who could stand, and he was the last one.

Before the life completely flowed out of his body, there was another thought in his mind: Let me see what kind of warrior can kill me... Ah, Yelu lying on the ground, staring at the person above him.That person's face was also hidden behind the steel mask, and there was no excitement in the other person's eyes either.Yelu was already familiar with that kind of indifference to everything.

The other party just gave him a condescending look, and then he raised the spear and dropped it. As soon as his throat was cold, he lost consciousness again.Countless people stepped on his body, and there was no room for a good foothold in this area.

Since he was five years old, he started to herd with his father, and then went hunting in the mountains. At the age of 12, he hunted wild wolves with his relatives. When he was in his 20s, Ah Yelu had been working for the Tiele Department for nearly ten years, and he was on the battlefield countless times. Fighting against the opponent's life and death has honed his skills and helped him escape countless times from the god of death.

This battle was undoubtedly the most useless and aggrieved one he had encountered in his life. From the beginning to the end, he had no chance to hit an opponent, not even a chance to get close.

A scout galloped to Changsheng's side, and stopped abruptly: "My lord, our army has already beheaded nearly 500 Turkic Tartars, and has already approached the opponent's Chinese army leader."

Changshen nodded, seeing that the Central Turkic front was constantly retreating, and Qin Qiong beside him was also very excited: "My lord, the main force of the enemy's Tie Le Department and Fuliju is about to collapse, and our army is about to win a big victory! "

"Yes, but not yet, it's almost there." Chang Sheng tightly gripped the horsewhip, suppressing the tension and excitement in his heart.

She looked to the right wing again, and the Gondor battalion's front began to show signs of collapse.

Ye Qiu led his family into the right-wing front. Those people were all masters of martial arts. With the addition of these people, the front gradually stabilized.

Changsheng withdrew his gaze, and said to Qin Qiong beside him, "General Qin."

Qin Qiong couldn't wait a long time ago, he felt itchy to watch others rushing to kill him, and said quickly, "Are you going to attack the enemy's right wing?"

Changsheng also considered this idea, but it was too slow to take effect. Although it could directly threaten Ashina Rangan, Changsheng still gave up.

"Our infantry is rushing forward. Now is a rare opportunity. If we want to defeat his main force in one fell swoop, we must first concentrate on attacking Tiele's part. Have you seen his general flag? Go get it for this general!"

"The last general obeys!" Qin Qiong crossed his arms, took both maces into his hands with all his strength, shouted and led the cavalry to the direction of the enemy's general flag, and the whole cavalry followed him and shouted: "Kill Agu!" Then, kill Aguna!"

In sight, the Turkic Aguna began to retreat to the rear after being defeated from the front, and they ran faster and faster as far as the naked eye could see. The infantry of the Immortal Army no longer kept the formation, and divided into small groups to disperse the pursuit, which happened to leave a surprise for the cavalry Space.

The same is true for the left wing's attack, but the left wing is facing the ambush unit, and their defeat is not as obvious as that in the middle, but if they don't go to the middle troops and surround them, they can't leave even if they want to go.

(End of this chapter)