A moment later, two cavalrymen moved up diagonally from the left and right wings, and successfully surrounded Zhou Yi and his party from behind at the maximum distance of the encirclement on both sides.
"Good!" Above the camp gate, Dako waved his fist and shouted. That was something the Turks had developed during the slaughter on the battlefield. It was a control that was almost like an art!
After being surrounded, the retreat route of this group of less than a hundred people has been blocked, and their mobility will be greatly reduced. Even if they rely on their bravery and determination to break through, it is unlikely to be so easy for them to break out of the encirclement of thousands of troops.
The Turkic army, which had been stunned by the previous earth-shaking move of "Buddha Moving Mountains and Rivers", began to gradually come to their senses. The various arms were deployed back and forth, and the superb fighting skills forged in blood and fire began to be fully displayed. The intensity of the battle suddenly began to sublimate at this moment.
Is there really such an elite army in this world? On the camp wall, Dako watched all this and thought to himself...
South of Huangshagang.
As darkness fell, more than a dozen black figures rushed into the ice lake quickly, heading towards the brightly lit Jurchen camp on the other side of the lake, silently rushing towards it...
Although they focused on defending the front of the camp, the Turks were not lax in their defense of the three sides of the lake. After all, it was an era of great masters, and there were too many masters who could fly and hide, so there were also watchtowers inside the towering camp walls to monitor the nearby lake. There were also nearly a team of people patrolling the entire lake from time to time.
However, when Daco ordered the entire army to attack, a huge hole suddenly appeared in the defense around the entire camp.
Several men in black who appeared silently on the shore moved quickly and slit the throats of three patrolling Turkish soldiers one after another. They changed into the clothes of the Turkish soldiers and pushed the bodies into the water. Then, they took out crossbows and ropes wrapped in oilcloth from their arms, shot and killed the Turkish soldiers on the watchtower behind the nearby camp wall, and then climbed up and took their places.
The camp was noisy and chaotic. All the generals with a little bit of brains were commanding their troops to attack with all their might. No one noticed the strange faces that quietly appeared in the camp.
Under the leadership of Jamukha, they moved quietly towards the warehouse where food and grass were stored, while Hesar was alone in the camp, and somehow found the barracks where the Turks held captives and slaves.
The defense here was quite weak, and the soldiers guarding the gate were no match for Hesar. He quickly broke through the prison door and threw the bodies and weapons of the Turks in front of the captives who had been tortured for a long time.
"If you can still move, grab your weapons, and follow me to kill people and get more weapons! Otherwise, wait to die."
At this time, there were thousands of prisoners held in the camp by the Turks, and these prisoners were still hesitating. Hesar ignored them, took out a bamboo tube filled with kerosene from his clothes, poured it around, and then set fire directly in the barracks.
The entire camp was in chaos in an instant. A raging fire broke out in the prison cell where the prisoners were held, and small-scale fighting began. When Dako dispatched a few elite soldiers to rescue them, half of the camp had exploded, and the fire had begun to spread. Most of the Han prisoners were released, and some organized desperate killings, or fled in all directions... ...
Dako looked at the huge fire that suddenly broke out in the camp, and suddenly he had an epiphany: So what they wanted was... Oh no! Food!
Without caring about the command in front, Dako called on his personal guards in one breath and rushed straight to the grain and grass depot in Huangshagang. That was the lifeline of the army, and he had to protect it even at the cost of his life!
"You're so slow!" Suddenly, when he arrived in front of the camp gate, Dako suddenly saw a handsome man standing in front of him. The man was dressed in pure white clothes, white robe and white fox fur. He was incredibly handsome. His drooping bangs covered half of his eyes, making him look a little gloomy.
"Stop talking nonsense and prepare to die!"
With a loud shout, Dako's whole body pounced into the air like a gray lightning, and the long sword at his waist came out. The attack was the Five-Way Crazy Sand Sword Technique that made him famous!
This set of swordsmanship was learned by Kedazhi from the unpredictable and desperate situation in the desert. It is divided into five techniques: spinning, blowing, rolling, rolling and breaking. It can be used alone or with the scabbard. The sword force can turn the surrounding into a lifeless arid desert. The sword techniques are sometimes like a violent desert whirlwind, and sometimes like changing rolling quicksand, making it impossible for the enemy to predict.
Dako's long sword danced quickly, waving out fierce auras that cut through the vacuum, completely overturning the yellow sand on the sand hill, floating and drifting down. Hidden in the sand, it brought up two earth dragons, going straight up to the left and right, trying to take down the gloomy man in front of him with one move!
But what made Dake even more suspicious was that the man in white with a gloomy face in front of him didn't seem to have any follow-up actions. He just stood there leisurely, staring at this side motionlessly. The mockery in his eyes seemed to be real, poking his face and hurting him.
Humph! Who cares! I'm going to chop you into pieces with my knife!
After all, Dako was a veteran general. He was most afraid of hesitation when facing a battle. Dako made up his mind, and in an instant, the sword energy overflowed, and the cold light hit his face! At this moment, the slightly playful voice of the man in white suddenly sounded.
"What a pity..." The man in white suddenly raised his drooping eyes, and his gloomy eyes suddenly burst into a sharp light, as if an invincible evil ghost from hell was rushing towards him.
"Now, do you still have the strength to attack?"
Before he could finish his words, Dako's terrifying sword move, which was like a mad Shaman dance, suddenly ran out of power, and his body softened and fell from mid-air.
“This…what is this?”
Almost in an instant, an extremely terrifying alien force suddenly emerged from inside the body, with the Dantian as the center, and quickly spread throughout the body along the entire meridians. It not only devoured all the internal energy in the eight extraordinary meridians, but also began to extend its tentacles to the deeper internal organs.
What was even more terrifying was that, as this strange power continued to grow, Dako's body also began to undergo terrible changes. On the exposed skin, disgusting and strange lumps had begun to appear. If someone with trypophobia saw this, they would probably vomit out of fear. Even someone as knowledgeable as Xiao Jintang had a blank mind at this moment. Even if he tried his best to organize his words, he could only squeeze out a few dry words.
“You… you… used… poison?!”
"ah!"
Memories like the tide surged wildly in Dako's mind. Knowing both yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in a hundred battles. Long before the war with Mongolia, information about the fourteen Mongolian tribes, including Qiyan, had already been sent to the desks of every Turkic general by Fengyan City.
Among them, the most important one, the super master who is more dangerous than the wolf Temujin, the most terrifying monster among the thirteen wings of Mongolia, is exactly...
"You are... the Poison King... Jamukha?" (To be continued)