Chapter 8: Capture the thief and the king, there will be a sneak attack from behind!
Thick smoke billowed and flames billowed.
The north gate of the central city has become a hell on earth.
Soldiers from both sides struggled in the sea of fire. Some were burned and screaming in pain, while others were knocked to the ground by the thick smoke and were trampled by war horses.
The firelight made the splattered blood appear red, and the smoke made it hard to breathe.
The leader of the Danu, Wushi Tuoba Zhen, was tall and strong, like an iron tower.
As heavy cavalrymen of the grassland, they wore helmets and armor that covered all the way to the knees.
Even the horses were protected from head to toe under leather armor, with only their eyes, noses, ears, tails and four hooves exposed.
Tuoba Zhen's helmet was decorated with white feathers, and he had a braid behind his head, with thick, curly hair.
He was spinning his scimitar, his eyes bloodshot, and he was shouting at his men.
"go ahead!"
Rushing into the city, there were piles of gold, silver and treasures.
There is abundant storage of rice, flour, oil and grain, as well as daily necessities for the tribe to survive the winter.
The spoiled people of the Central Plains could never have imagined that he would dare to cross Meishan Mountain with only 800 cavalrymen asked for from his grandfather.
The fire stick flew onto the city wall, destroying the already weak wall with the force of a prairie fire.
In a moment, boulders and arrows were flying everywhere.
"Soldiers, hold on!" Commander Cai led his troops out of the city gate and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the Danu people.
He shouted at the top of his lungs to boost morale: "Reinforcements from the Linghe garrison are arriving soon!"
In fact, Cai Miao knew that even if the chess and card soldiers went to ask for help as quickly as possible, the fragile military strength of the central capital city would not last until dawn.
As the new prefect, Liu Shanyuan remained on the city wall.
His pale face seemed to warm up a little under the light of the lantern.
He stood there like a straight green pine.
"Master, are you leaving?"
The butler bowed respectfully to ask for instructions, as if as long as Liu Shanyuan nodded, he could immediately lead the adults out of the siege.
Liu Shanyuan pursed his dry lips.
Just now, through his orderly command, the temporary militia self-defense force in the central city has been assembled.
"We've been beaten to our doorstep. Where can we retreat to?" Liu Shanyuan said calmly. "We have the people behind us. We must defend the borders of Daliang!"
His breathing was slow and deep, and his left hand was stroking the pendant on his waist.
"The strong men holding long poles and sharp weapons will go forward to provide support, and the rest of the people will continue to dig trenches. When the enemy enters the city, they will chop off their horses' legs first." Liu Shanyuan picked up the Mo Dao.
His skilled posture did not seem like that of a civilian officer going to the battlefield for the first time.
Once the city gates are opened, the next step will be a bloody hand-to-hand fight.
“Swoosh.”
Two iron-headed flying duck arrows pierced the Danu light cavalry on the periphery.
"Ah--" The soldier who fell to the ground curled up his thighs and kept twitching. The wounds soon festered and turned black.
The light cavalry relies on its flexibility and mobility, and does not have heavy protective armor.
This was insignificant in the chaotic battle. "Swoosh." Two more arrows.
This time it was a bone arrow, not sharp enough, but more than enough to shoot into a horse's belly.
The horse felt pain, stretched its neck and neighed, and then threw the soldier off its back.
When shooting a person, shoot the horse first; when capturing a thief, capture the leader first.
"There's a sneak attack, there's a sneak attack from the rear!"
With the frequent cold arrows, some Danu people finally realized that something was wrong and shouted in panic.
The leader Wushi Tuoba Zhen didn't care.
The people of the Central Plains are cunning, but no matter ambushes or sneak attacks, they are nothing in the face of absolute suppression by force.
He pedaled his horse hard and went straight for Cai Miao.
Commander Cai saw that the situation was not good and stepped forward with gritted teeth.
"Bang." Sparks flew.
The battle between the spear and the scimitar was evenly matched, but the Danu people's excellent defensive equipment made Cai Miao's attacks fail several times.
After fighting for more than ten rounds, Cai Miao thrust his spear, but Tuoba Zhen quickly dodged.
He grabbed the gun and pulled Cai Miao off the horse.
"Hahahahahahahahaha." Tuoba Zhen was disdainful and laughed loudly towards the sky, "The Daliang generals are just like this, who else dares to fight!"
He relied on his natural supernatural powers and did not take the mere command of the army seriously.
Cai Miao was filled with shame, seeing that Tuoba was really going to kill him with a knife.
“Whoosh.”
A bone arrow pierced through the crowd from a distance.
Like an elegant white-feathered dove, it flew over lightly and swiftly.
The arrow pierced through his eyeball, and Tuoba Zhen felt a sharp pain, and his right eye instantly became blurry.
Blood flowed from the wound, forming a winding line of blood on his face.
"Who is it? Who is it!" Tuoba Zhen roared angrily, "You despicable villain, get out of here!"
"Only a fool would go out." Guizhier, who had succeeded in his attack, hid under the plum tree outside the city gate.
She put on a white fur coat taken out from the space to cover herself up, blending in with the snow that had not melted completely.
"Girl, hide well. I'll go meet him."
Luan Shuangbai's blood boiled when he heard this, and he squeezed his horse's belly and rushed out.
The white horse's snowy shadow moved gracefully in a hail of arrows.
The furious Tuoba Zhen pulled out the arrow with all his might, roaring and venting all his anger on the scimitar he was swinging.
The arc of the blade was like lightning, cutting through the scorching air and making a sharp whistling sound.
The fierce murderous aura made the surrounding soldiers shudder.
When the fight reached a climax, Luan Shuangbai showed a flaw, allowing Tuoba Zhen to stab him in the heart with his scimitar.
He stretched out his arms, twisted his waist, and with just one move, he broke Tuoba Zhen's wrist holding the knife.
I tried to bend it twice, but it didn't budge.
"Um?"
Luan Shuangbai was shocked. He didn't expect Tuoba Zhen to be such a strong man.
"I clearly told you that the venom's effects would be diminished once it's completely dried," Gui Zhier muttered helplessly, "but you insist on being a hero."
Taking advantage of the stalemate between the two, Commander Cai, who fell to the ground, picked up a fire stick and attacked Tuoba Zhen's mount.
The horses were frightened, which bought Luan Shuangbai some time.
Seeing this, Guizhier picked up a branch of plum blossoms behind her.
Its branches are vigorous and strong, its petals are as white as snow, and its stamens have a hint of pink.
There is a concept in Guizhier’s hometown: “Since you are here, you are here too.”
"Since I'm here, I have to lend a hand." Guizhier tapped her toes lightly, using the airflow created by her cloak to spread her wings and fly high.
"Whether Daliang has generals or not is none of my business. Please don't rob my braised food shop..."
As the breeze blows, the plum blossoms sway gently, emitting a faint fragrance.
Guizhi'er floated lightly across the messy and bloody battlefield, like a banished immortal, and performed grappling techniques that combined the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts.
Use softness to overcome hardness and use the opponent's force to counter force.
"The girl is so righteous!" Luan Shuangbai smiled brightly.
The two of them cooperated tacitly, holding Tuoba Zhen's position on the left and right.
Just at this moment, a Mo Dao flashing with cold light emerged like a dragon from the sea.
The knife flew across and cut Tuoba Zhen's neck in an instant.
"What a fast flying knife!"
Guizhier turned her head and met Liu Shanyuan's deep eyes.
He frowned and looked away, enduring the old injuries in his waist and abdomen, and calmly and cruelly issued an order: "The enemy general is dead, fight quickly and decisively, and do not pursue the desperate enemy!"
"The third young master is gone, it's over, retreat quickly!" The Danu people conveyed signals in their chattering dialect.
As frightened as a dog that has lost its home.
The situation reversed in an instant.
Guizhier had a bad feeling.
This man seemed to have a high status in the Qiyanwushi tribe. His death would bring about what kind of crazy revenge.
In the early morning, golden light swept down from the top of the snow-capped mountains, and white clouds rolled over the winding mountains.
The sun shines on the golden mountain and it's dawn.
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