Great Han Empire

Chapter 25 Rising Sun
At this time, the eagle head of the black eagle cavalry had passed the enemy's blocking cavalry, facing the southwest, five hundred steps away from the enemy.Meng Lizhe stood at the forefront of the team on horseback, looking coldly at the galloping black eagle cavalry.The three thousand soldiers behind him were already moving their formation as fast as possible.The direction is exactly facing southeast.

Meng Lizhe didn't know why God suddenly favored him.He was almost desperate.The black eagle cavalry changed the direction of attack because of the turn.And Meng Lizhe's troops just had time to adjust their formation to face the black eagle cavalry.Montridge, however, was about to suffer.

The distance between the two sides is three hundred steps.

Tie Ao yelled wildly again: "Turn right..." The passionate horn horn suddenly covered the thunderous sound of horseshoes, and resounded across the battlefield again.The black eagle cavalry began to perform again.Perfect turn, perfect arc, perfect Black Hawk fighter.The direction of attack was adjusted again to the due west of the enemy.

The warriors of the Rising Horde panicked and prepared to move their formation again.Monridge stopped.There is no time left, only to fight hard.

"The central army changed to the front army and went to the front line. The front army changed to the right wing and attacked the enemy cavalry that broke through the center army. The right wing army changed to the center army and replenished the front army at any time. The left wing troops immediately withdrew and replenished to the rear army. The rear army Change to the left wing and assist the defense." Meng Lizhe then issued an order to change formation immediately.Although the defensiveness is greatly reduced, it is better than being caught without a fight.

The distance between the two sides is 150 steps.

"Arrow up..." Meng Lizhe entered the rear formation, stood under the commander-in-chief's flag, and shouted loudly.

The black eagle cavalry was still running wildly.

The distance between the two sides is 120 steps.

"Let it go..." Meng Lizhe roared wildly, the bullhorn blared loudly, and a black cloud of arrows roared into the sky.Tie Ao casually took off the shield from the horse's belly.The shields of the Xianbei people are large and round, simple and practical.Accompanied by the rapid blaring of horns, the sky above the black eagle cavalry was blocked by a gray shield.Looking down from the sky, it looks like a moving grass in a green field, covered with dense gray mushrooms, beautiful and attractive.The black arrow rain made piercing screams, flying towards it like a beast waiting to be devoured.

"唰...唰...嗖...嗖..." The long arrow touched the strong and elastic raw cowhide, either it was bounced off, or it was inserted into the log covered under the cowhide.Some were shot into the back of the horse and nailed to the limbs of the soldiers.The speed of the black eagle cavalry has reached the limit of the horse.The violent panting sound of the three thousand war horses accompanied by the already deafening galloping sound of the war horses has completely drowned out the entire battlefield.

The distance between the two sides is a hundred steps.The bugler could only see Menglige opened his mouth wide and waved his hand vigorously, but could not hear what was said.But the horn soldiers resolutely blew the horn signal for the arrow.

The distance between the two sides is eighty steps.The second round of arrow rain shot out.The front cavalry of the Black Eagle Cavalry was slightly damaged, but it did not affect the speed at all.

There was no time to go up and send out the third round.

Tie Ao put down his round shield, held up his saber, and shouted hoarsely: "Huho...huho..." The soldiers of the Black Eagle Cavalry saw the general's mouth opening and closing, and knew that the general was at the last moment of contact with the enemy. Let out a roar to inspire the courage of the soldiers.They responded in unison, and the roar of 3000 people instantly covered the huge roar, as if the sky on the battlefield was about to collapse.

"Hoo Hoo... Hoo Hoo... Hoo Hoo..."

Meng Lizhe's soldiers were horrified by the domineering momentum of the black eagle cavalry.They never knew that the black eagle cavalry was so brave, they just heard about it.Their morale was suddenly frightened by the other's roar.The soldiers at the forefront began to panic and retreat.

Meng Lizhe noticed the fear of the soldiers, so he hurriedly rode his horse forward, trotted in the formation, and shouted loudly: "Soldiers of the Qiming tribe, muster your courage and fight for Qiming!"

"Raise your spears, draw your knives, draw your bows, and fight for the roar..."

The distance between the two sides was fifty paces.The former army of the Black Eagle Cavalry suddenly raised their crossbows.This kind of small crossbow takes a long time to load the arrow, can only be shot once when charging, and the attack distance is short, so it is not used by many tribes.Unexpectedly, it was cleverly used by the Black Eagle Cavalry.

The nightmare of the Rising Tribe began.

Soldiers of the Rising Tribe were shot and killed mercilessly.They didn't expect that the black eagle cavalry would still shoot at such close range.Hundreds of soldiers who were caught off guard were shot by dense arrows. Amidst the wailing, the formation of the spear blocking troops in the front row was in chaos.

At this time, black eagle cavalry swarmed up, horses leaped up one after another, swords fell from the sky, spears stabbed directly at each other, and batches of long arrows shot head-on, the bloody massacre started again .

Like a broken long embankment, even more like a herd of bison enraged, the ferocious black eagle cavalry broke through the Qiming tribe's defense line immediately.The fighting power of the black eagle cavalry is too strong.They form a group of ten and a row of 100.The spear team assaulted in front, the saber team covered the flanks, and the crossbow team fired from behind.Soldiers cleverly use their complementary advantages, protect each other, fight the enemy bravely, and move forward indomitably.

Menglige shouted to the soldiers to reorganize the defense line, and the bugle soldiers blew their support horns continuously.The soldiers who came up from the right flank blocked them head-on without fear, vowing to stop the black eagle cavalry from the center of the army.Meng Lizhe gathered about [-] cavalry, and amidst loud shouts, they charged towards the flank of the black eagle cavalry.

The black eagle cavalry was hit heavily in the waist, and then the cavalry led by Meng Lizhe cut into the rear of the front army.Meng Lizhe swung his broadsword and charged across the cross-section of the Black Eagle cavalry, invincible.Tie Guo led the Chinese army to kill them.He pointed his saber at the small army led by Meng Lizhe, and shouted loudly: "Kill them, kill them..." Immediately hundreds of people surrounded them at the same time.The soldiers of the Qiming tribe were like meat on a cutting board, ravaged by hundreds of knives, hundreds of spears, and hundreds of long arrows at will, and were devoured in a blink of an eye.Meng Lizhe used all his strength to kill four black eagle cavalry warriors in a row, and then he was pierced by a spear, his head was cut off with a knife, and even the horse was beheaded by the angry warriors.

Due to the replenishment of the right-wing troops and the desperate resistance of the soldiers in the rear, although the Black Eagle cavalry broke through the defense line of the Qiming tribe's central army, they have already fallen into a frantic melee.

At the cost of more than 400 people, Hou Li and his first-tooth tribe fighters finally completed the task of covering the black eagle cavalry and turning to attack the main force of Menglizhe.After the last row of Black Hawk soldiers passed by Menglizhe's blocking army, Hou Li ordered to sound the horn to give up the blocking, and used guerrilla tactics to entangle the Qiming tribe, and they must not be allowed to return to Menglizhe's army. main force.

The two commanders of Menglige all died in the charge, and more than 500 soldiers lost their lives.Under the leadership of several centurions, they launched a crazy revenge on the stragglers in front of them.Soldiers from the two armies came in groups of three or four, and started a chasing battle in the open field.

The fiery red sun hung on the treetops unconsciously.The surrounding clouds are gorgeous and dazzling, and half of the sky is red.The condor of the Black Eagle tribe flies and circles alone in the sky above Jutun.The sound of killing in the field of Jutun was loud, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as if one could feel the stickiness of fresh blood.

Gongsun Hu had already been stabbed several times, and several long arrows were stuck in his chest and back. His whole body was already stained red with blood.He had exhausted all his strength and blood, and slowly knelt down on the ground.He tried to open his eyes and not let him close them.

He saw groups of Changlu soldiers running past him.I saw that the remaining dozen soldiers were swarmed by the enemy and chopped into blood clots.I saw that Duan Song was pierced through the chest by more than a dozen spears and nailed to a dead horse.Seeing that Murong Feng's handsome flag was cut off by the enemy, and the fiery red big carved flag was stepped on by the enemy's feet, it was soaked in blood on the grass.

He heard someone calling him, a very familiar voice calling him.But he didn't have the strength to turn his head.He remembered, it was the iron wolf calling him, it was the iron wolf.He saw the blue sky.

The voice gradually became farther and farther away from him, farther and farther away.

The iron wolf led the soldiers to finally gnaw the last bone.The two thousand enemies they surrounded were all wiped out.The soldiers were not only tired, but many of them could hardly even lift their knives.Miserable victory, that is, tragic victory.If you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred.There are only 400 soldiers left in Iron Wolf, and the wounded basically account for half of them.

Iron Wolf half-kneeled on the ground, and shouted to the bugle soldiers lying beside him: "Quick, blow the rallying horn." In just over two hours, he had blown the rallying horn no less than a hundred times.The soldier just lay there on the ground and blew the horn.Many active soldiers stood up again, mounted their horses as fast as they could, and took up their weapons.Iron Wolf looked at the battlefield a hundred steps away from him, and said silently in his heart: "Gongsun Hu, you must live, I'm here to save you."

Tie Lang raised Murong Feng's handsome flag, the fiery red big carved flag.

"Kill..." He kicked the horse's belly violently.The war horse was hurt and rushed out immediately. More than 600 soldiers followed closely behind him, and under the leadership of the flag flying high, they fought towards the battlefield of the Chinese army.The enemy greeted him immediately.The two sides fought again.The soldiers on both sides have been numb from the stimulation of blood and death.Without saying a word, they bit each other like two wolves.

Iron Wolf handed over the banner to the horn soldiers behind him, picked up his strong bow, and shot continuously.While looking inside, he kept yelling, "Gongsun Hu...Gongsun Hu..."

But he didn't hear the familiar roars of his comrades-in-arms, and he didn't see the figures of soldiers fighting fiercely. He only saw enemy soldiers coming towards him constantly.His heart sank at the sight.

Iron Wolf stopped with his hand stretched behind his back.He had shot all the arrows in the quiver.At this time, he saw a young enemy soldier smiling at him not far away.Then he felt a sharp pain in his heart.He looked down, and saw a long black arrow had been stuck in his chest, and the black feathers on the tail of the arrow were still stained with blood.He slowly looked up at the soldier.The young man was already dead, lying on his horse's back, with seven or eight arrows shot into his back.

Iron Wolf rode his horse forward slowly.Blood had flowed out, flowing down the chest.warm blood.Soft sunset.Azure sky.Iron Wolf suddenly felt very relaxed and calm, and felt as if he was going to go with the wind.

He saw Gongsun Hu.Gongsun Hu straightened his body, knelt on the grass, and looked up at the sky.

Iron Wolf knew he was dead.He slowly slid off the horse and sat beside Gongsun Hu.He looked at Gongsun Hu and watched silently.Iron Wolf slowly lay down on the grass.

Murong Feng fell to his dead horse.

The gyro array has fallen apart.In the end, it was destroyed by the soldiers of the Tauren tribe with their lives and blood.The battlefield is full of soldiers from both sides fighting each other.

With his upper body bare and his hair disheveled, Li Hongjing held a knife in one hand and slashed around Murongfeng with all his might.His tall and mighty demeanor, murderous aura, and invincible martial arts, not only did not frighten the soldiers of the Niutou tribe, but provoked them to rush upwards like a group of lunatics, as if they would not kill them. He never seemed to give up.

Murong Feng was hit by an arrow in his leg, an arrow in his back, and a knife in his waist. He was already unable to fight.

He stared blankly at the gradually quiet northwest battlefield, and his heart felt as heavy as lead.The battle over there seems to be over.The sparse war horses were still running aimlessly, and the cries of soldiers and the clashing of swords and guns had gradually faded away until they became inaudible.The only thing that stands out is that the fiery red flag is still standing on the battlefield.

He believed that his subordinates would definitely defeat Que Ju.The battlefield on my own side has already secured victory, and what is needed is time to completely annihilate the Tauren tribe.The two sides have gone crazy, they have no reason, and it is impossible for anyone to surrender.Tie Ao's black eagle cavalry is invincible in the world, and no one in the Xianbei tribe is his opponent.As long as you listen to the increasingly sparse fighting sounds on the battlefield in the northeast, you will know that victory is not far away.But so what if the outcome is decided on the Northwest battlefield?So what about such a miserable victory?Is it right to harm Xianbei's own interests in this way?

(End of this chapter)