My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 267 Where is my family? !Where is my tribe? !
"The cavalry on the left and right flanks, press over and intercept them!"

"Send the order to Yesha Li and Kui Dannu in the rear formation to coordinate with the two wings...ahhhh!"

Amidst the sound of the order's horn, he spoke quickly, and the dense cavalry in the rear, illuminated by the surrounding torches, was advancing from the rear array towards Dahu. The two ten thousand cavalry commanders in the center array had already issued a warning to meet the enemy. shouted: "Pay attention to the Yan army behind!"

He turned his horse sideways and gave orders anxiously. In his field of vision, two groups of cavalry swept over like a sea wave.

Flags were dancing, horns were blowing, and Xirong's central formation was changing its formation. Su Chen heard these horns with different meanings and reacted very quickly, "It must be the champions and Wenhou who are leading their troops to kill from behind." After passing by, immediately send an order to the two armies fighting in front to let go and kill——"

Su Chen turned his head and looked at Li Xuanba, who was sitting on the hammer more than a dozen steps away, holding his chin with his hands and looking depressed.

"Xuanba, wear iron armor!"

Hearing this, Li Xuanba, who was staring blankly in front of him, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly called a few soldiers, "Quick, quick, help me put on my armor... Otherwise, the barbarians will be killed by them." It’s over!”

Around the shield warriors, Anuhu led two thousand slave soldiers, and Li Dian's five thousand county soldiers were ready. A dozen red-haired barbarians from Elsa and Barry joined the formation, and Li Dian and Lei Tong urged He immediately turned his head to look at Su Chen.

Su Chen looked serious and raised his hand: "Attack across the entire front and take advantage of the darkness to completely disrupt them. The soldiers and horses of the Xirong people do not have much military discipline!"

The horns in the Yan army suddenly sounded.

Li Dian, Lei Tong, and Anuhu led the last 7000 people to the battlefield. Li Xuanba pushed away the soldier who had just fastened his belt, picked up the double hammers on the ground, and smashed sparks in his hands.

"Xirong dwarf! I'm coming!"

With a kick of his feet, his tall and mighty body rushed out.

"Xuanba, you are on the wrong track!"

Su Chen hurriedly stopped him and pointed to Qin Qiong: "Go and support the Tang army!"

"it is good--"

Li Xuanba quickly nodded and changed direction, bumped the hammer again, roared, and ran like a cannonball for several miles, directly into the formation of the Tang army. Qin Qiong just killed what seemed to be a tribe. After the leader was killed, he saw that Li Xuanba had already entered the front line.

The two hammers violently swung at the crowd, and with one sweep of the hammer, several people were thrown away like monkeys.

In the darkness, like a demon, he was alone in a crowd of thousands of people, swinging his double hammers. The terrifying weight and his strength meant that once he was hit, the flesh and bones would be shattered.

The surrounding Xirong people were frightened by his ferocious appearance, covered with broken flesh. For a moment, no one dared to step forward, and the hands holding the weapons were trembling slightly.

Li Xuanba swung his hammer several times in succession and found that there was no one around him. When he saw the Xirong soldiers retreating in fear, he couldn't help shouting:
"What are you afraid of? Come on! I haven't had enough yet!"

With this roar, the Xirong people who were already frightened turned around and ran away with a cry of "Ah!", some on horseback, some on foot, running wildly in the desperate direction of the night, some even cried out of fright. , running and crying, shouting the name of the grassland god.

"Don't run!"

Li Xuanba swung his sledgehammer and chased such a large group of people while running and killing them.

"Xuan Ba!"

Qin Qiong rode over and shouted at his back. After the unification of the Tang Dynasty, he rarely led troops to fight. Now that he was on the battlefield again, his blood was boiling. Seeing that Li Xuanba had already chased the group of defeated soldiers and ran away, he raised his hands. War knife, facing the rear array: "Form up the team, then follow me to the front line!"

The governor's cavalry shouted and encouraged in the crowd, and the generals hurriedly formed their teams. The inspired soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, there were more than 500 people who could still fight at this time, raised their shields and spears one by one, and roared to boost morale. :"--kill!"

The next second, reinforcements were sent towards the front line in a forward formation. The front line stretching for more than 20 miles from north to south was already in chaos. The Youyan Army had received Su Chen's order and began to increase their charge. The armors and weapons of the herdsmen on the grassland are not able to withstand the hardened leather jackets worn by the herders on the grassland for many years.

With a sudden burst of force, the Xirong people on the front line felt that the tepid Yan army on the opposite side was as fierce as if they had taken medicine, and gradually the front line began to shrink back.

Li Dian pushed the iron spear to open a gap, and more Youyan soldiers behind him rushed into the gap.

"Ahhhh!" Gradually, some Xirong soldiers became timid, then dropped their weapons, their tense nerves disconnected, and they screamed hysterically in fear, turning around and squeezing away the tribesmen at the rear.

The front line shook and kept sinking towards Xirong. At a certain moment, it suddenly collapsed.

The person holding the front line was a chief named Huzan, who kept urging the tribal warriors to fight over. However, before he could give his next order, the sound of horse hooves and fighting could be heard from the shadows behind him, penetrating through the night and coming towards this side. .

The central formation is still far away from here, and you can hear the fighting...

A chill suddenly filled his heart.

Khan's side...

The crowd rushing in in the darkness ahead was obviously not that many people. It was obvious that they were flesh and blood and would die, but why did they give him an overwhelming pressure?

Then, the entire front line collapsed. The center line was directly killed by a cavalry force and collapsed. The fleeing Xirong warriors fled to the front line on horseback, and more of them ran around.

The guards around him also urged him to leave quickly. The defeat came too suddenly. Hu Zan couldn't figure out how the middle formation was penetrated. He could only follow the guards to the northwest among the defeated people in front. flee.

In the night, there were figures of men and horses everywhere, light cavalry running away, and infantry advancing to cover up the defeated Xirong troops.

In the direction of the central formation, several wolf cavalry rushed forward, shooting at the passing troops. Not far away, a young general wearing crotch armor and riding a bay-red horse came prancing over. He slashed at the flagpole of the banner with his sword, and there was a crackling sound. Inside, the banner fell down with a crash.

"General Lu, please send an order. Half of the two cavalry armies will be left behind, and the horses will be handed over to the remaining Pao Ze."

The bright red helmet tassel was fluttering in the wind. Huo Qubing tightened the reins and looked at the group of Xirong cavalry who had just assembled from a distance with his sword. He casually grabbed it and lifted a horseless Xirong man to the saddle. Knock the hilt of the sword to knock him out.

"Call General Zhao, hurry up!"

In the rhythm of the horns that only two cavalrymen could understand, the wolf riders and white horse followers scattered around on the grassland where they were originally chasing them turned their horses and ran towards them following the sound of the horns.

"Champion, what are you doing?" Zhao Yun galloped over on his horse, his white robe and silver armor covered with blood.

Lu Bu came to the side with a painted halberd and urged the horse to look at the high-spirited and energetic Huo Qubing on the opposite side. Lu Bu squeezed the halberd shaft tightly, turned around and shouted: "Those who are injured or tired will dismount, and the rest will have two horses!" Huo Qubing grinned, Someone finally understood his intention. He sheathed the Han sword in his hand and galloped forward on his horse. His bright red cloak fluttered behind him. His voice was high-pitched: "Follow me!"

"Let's go!" Lu Bu and Zhao Yun looked at each other and smiled. They carried a mixed cavalry of four thousand and five wolves and white horses, each with two horses, behind Huo Qubing.

……

The sky was dim and bright. Su Chen sat on his horse and stared at the battlefield until it was bright. The entire grassland was filled with human and horse bodies stretching out.

The red color was almost all over this grassland. Many soldiers were searching for living comrades among the corpses, or giving wounds to undead enemies.

Far and near, scouts, Youyan infantry, and slave soldiers came in groups to escort a group of prisoners back from afar.

"We don't want any prisoners, we will execute them immediately." Su Chen waved his war horses, and while giving down the order, he also asked the scouts who came back from a distance.

"Can you see General Lu and the others?"

"Go back to the king, no!"

"Explore again!"

Jia Xu, who was drowsy on the horse, tried to open his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, they may have followed Huo Qiaoqi to intercept and kill Xirong Khan."

Su Chen frowned.

"Destroyed 12 Xirong cavalry...can they still fight?"

Just in case, Su Chen was still worried and ordered Qi Chuan to behead the prisoners as soon as possible, summoned all the soldiers to form a team, and left a group of people to take care of the wounded. They continued to hunt down Xieyu Khan who had escaped.

Almost everyone on Su Chen's side was injured, and after fighting all night, they were very tired. But now that the order was given, many people still used their willpower to chase after him.

As for Xirong, who was escaping, there were still [-] horsemen following Xian Yu. However, he was already old and ran away until dawn. His physical strength was exhausted. The same was true for Luo Jingbin, who had been following him. He was almost lying on the horse's back, without any support. The brain is straining.

In this way, Su Chen chased, fled at an angle, and kept chasing. The two sides were dozens of miles apart, almost to the point of exhaustion.

"I couldn't catch up, and I didn't find Marquis Wen or the others on the way."

Su Chen sat on the grass, looked at the sun above his head, took the water bag from Dian Wei, and took a sip, "This Xianyu is really a rabbit."

After discovering the other party's traces, Su Chen immediately led his soldiers to follow him, but when the other party's scouts saw him catching up, they quickly turned around and notified Xian Yu.

Then, without having time to rest, he hurriedly mounted his horse and ran away. Finally, on the third day after escaping from the battlefield, the pursuers behind him finally disappeared.

"King Xia of Yan State wants my head so much? Hahaha... He is really a qualified opponent, but he is still too young. Such an elite soldier is wasted a lot. Wait until I go back and recruit tribal warriors to kill him again." What will his expression be like when he comes back? Haha!"

From the west, there are scouts coming on flying horses.

Xianyu, who was laughing and talking to the tribal generals, raised his sheepskin wine bag and saluted the blue sky: "God bless, the Xirong people will never be defeated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scout who came galloping on horseback jumped off his horse.

"Khan, something big happened!"

Luo Jingbin raised his tired face, and the surrounding tribal commanders and captains also looked over. Yaxing's sideways eyes were fixed when he was interrupted: "What's the matter?"

The scout swallowed his saliva and stammered: "I saw from a distance, the large tribe driving the Khan sideways... Countless black smoke rose up, and I ran back quickly..."

boom!
The sheepskin bag in the old man's hand suddenly slipped and fell to the ground. For a moment, he was stunned. He didn't care about his fatigue. He hurriedly mounted his horse, called to the surrounding cavalry, and started running wildly towards the northwest grassland near the central grassland.

After nearly a day's journey, [-] cavalrymen and he rushed back to the Wangzhang tribe. However, what they saw was a piece of scorched earth, with densely packed human heads piled up into a hill with frightened faces.

Not just one.

The huge camp was burned to the ground, like a huge scar on this green grassland.

"Where is my home?!" The old man's eyes widened and he pursed his lips on the horse: "Where is my royal tent...my people...my tribe?!"

The Eastern Royal Court, which was once prosperous and had a large population, turned into ruins. A group of horse teams stationed in the same place looked at the scene in front of them with dull expressions, trying to find the faces of their relatives in those palaces.

Xianyu turned over and dismounted, then knelt on the ground. He clenched his fists, raised his head and shouted toward the sky: "No!!"

The next second, there was a vibration on the ground.

Everyone here's hair stood on end at this moment, and their eyes looked toward the southwest with horror.

A group of cavalry ran up the grassy hill and formed an array on it.

The Xianyu Khan lowered his head and looked over with a haggard and confused expression. On the grassy hill, there was a figure in a red military uniform and crotch armor, riding upright on the horse and said: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

In the midst of his words, Lu Bu and Zhao Yun urged their horses to come to his left and right sides.

"Follow me..."

Huo Qubing pulled out the Han Sword from his waist, jumped off his horse, and his cloak spread out for a moment.

He raised his voice.

"...Crush these grassland barbarians to death."

——Seal the wolf and live in Xu!
(End of this chapter)