When Chayanbuko, the commander of the Turkic royal court, heard the news of the Mongolian attack, he was so shocked that he turned into stone.
The entire royal court is surrounded on three sides by the vast Turkic hinterland. If there were any large-scale troop mobilization, it would be impossible to hide it from the Turkic scouts, let alone advance quietly to the vicinity of the royal court.
But the ironclad fact was before their eyes. How did this Mongol cavalry, numbering no less than a thousand, come to the city? Could it be that they could fly
The bloody battle in the Burhan Mountains was in full swing. Even if Temujin was a hero, he would never be able to spare the time to attack the Turkic royal court. So it was obvious that the army at the moment was the detachment that Qianbeibusui had formed in Linhuang Prefecture... ... ..
Wait a minute! Linhuang Prefecture
Chayanbuko seemed to suddenly remember something. He immediately turned his head and looked back at the map of the outskirts of the Great Wall behind him. He stared at it in a daze. After a moment, he suddenly showed a complex expression of sudden enlightenment and disbelief...
“Those crazy people…”
Outside the city, the cavalry in black clothes and riding fiercely attacked like a surging tide. In just a whistling moment, the Turkic defenders who were the first to go out of the city to fight were quickly defeated.
The peoples outside the Great Wall never had the habit of building high cities. The Turks lived by following water and grass. Even though they had already become the overlords outside the Great Wall under the leadership of Feng Yancheng, their royal court was still filled with nomadic customs.
And facing the Mongolian cavalry that was coming so recklessly, instead of pinning their hopes on the crude city defenses in the royal court, it would be better for the Turks to take advantage of their strengths and fight outside the city!
"Pass the order down, light the smoke signal, and then mobilize all the troops in the city to attack them at all costs!"
Chayanbuko made the most urgent choice in an instant. The current army had rushed thousands of miles and crossed the Altai Mountains, which was known as the forbidden zone of life. It was definitely a spent force. How much combat power could it have left
Soon, the Golden Wolf Cavalry that the Turks relied on to dominate the world gathered again. The sharp spears emitted a dazzling golden light under the sunlight. The strict military formation suppressed the tide of murderous aura and slowly charged towards the galloping black-armored cavalry outside the city!
The sun is shining, the terrain is flat and the field of vision is wide. Both sides can see each other clearly. The enemy cavalry is right in front of us!
"Attention! The enemy cavalry is coming!" Zhou Yi stood in front of each army formation and shouted: "Hold your ground and don't retreat!" As the saying goes, practice is the best teacher. With the accumulation of continuous battles in the past half month, Zhou Yi has definitely become an expert in marching and commanding.
The sound of horse hooves was deafening, and the ground beneath his feet was shaking violently. Seeing the enemy's offensive coming like a fierce red tide, Zhou Yi felt that his mind had become calmer.
Two hundred meters!
One hundred meters!
Fifty meters!
The cavalry rushed over, so close that you could clearly see the white steam rising from the horses' breath, and so close that you could see the bloodstains on the sabers. The front of the cavalry raised a cloud of dust that choked the soldiers in the front row and made it difficult for them to breathe.
The sharp roar of the Turkic Golden Wolf officer resounded throughout the battle: "Stand firm - ready -" Thousands of spears were slowly retracted, and the Turkic soldiers held their breath and waited for the "stab" command. Thousands of spears would stab out at the same time and pierce the enemy, including the horses.
Just at this moment, a sharp sound of sword rang through the battle arrays of the two armies: "Hua—" In an instant, thousands of cavalrymen reined in their horses at the same time, and with a long neigh, the war horses suddenly raised their front hooves into the air, turned ninety degrees in the air, and when the front hooves landed on the ground, the momentum of rushing forward had changed to left and right!
Thousands of cavalrymen performed the same action at the same time, as neatly as one person. The formation suddenly dispersed and the whole team split into two, galloping to the left and right as light as a flying swallow.
Such skillful horsemanship, such uniform movements, and such quick and swift changes of formation in front of the enemy, the Turkic soldiers on the front line who witnessed this spectacle were all stunned. They always said that Mongolian cavalry and archery were the best in the world, but only today did they know that they could be so terrifying
Before they could react, the cavalrymen who had changed their formation all showed their bows and arrows, and shot arrows while running quickly. "Swish! Swish!" Amid the sharp sound of the wind, a rain of arrows poured down into the Turkic army without stopping.
Completely exposed in front of the Mongolian army, screams immediately rang out among the unprotected Turkic cavalry. Large groups of elite Turkic cavalry were shot and fell one after another, with blood splattering everywhere.
If they gave the order to retreat at this point, they would be immediately chased and killed by the Mongols, and the number of casualties would be even more unimaginable. The generals in the front row ignored the rain of arrows, charged into the ranks with spears in hand, biting and leading the cavalry behind them, and ran wildly towards the cavalry in front, shouting and killing.
He watched the Mongolian cavalry shuttle back and forth dozens of meters in front of his formation, arrows flying past his ears, and his companions falling one after another. There were more and more gaps in the queue, and the originally dense formation became sparse. The sharp sound of "whoosh! whoosh!" tore his eardrums, and the mud under his feet was soaked with blood and became wet.
Screams, groans, cries for help, and commands mixed together into a heavy mass of fear. With the increasing number of casualties, the charging formation could no longer be maintained.
Twenty meters! Ten meters! Five meters! The land just a stone's throw away was finally filled up by the Turks with their soldiers' lives. The enemy's formation was right in front of us. We could finally let those damned Mongols taste the invincible power of our Turkic wolf cavalry charge!
However, Zhou Yi had been waiting for this moment! The fierce sound of the Bishui Sword spread quickly throughout the front, and the cavalrymen on the front suddenly split to both sides. On the road they made way for, the Turks saw a horrifying scene.
The ground was shaking violently, and a dark iron wall was pressing towards him! The iron wall was expanding rapidly and occupied his entire field of vision!
Yun Chongxiao, who came out first, used the move of Fire Cloud Palm to make the Fire Dragon penetrate the mountain. The huge red flaming dragon rushed forward like swallowing the sky and the earth. The terrifying air wave it set off instantly destroyed the Turkic formation. Then the heavily armored cavalry urged their horses to charge forward, unstoppable!
The entire Golden Wolf Cavalry was instantly routed. The light cavalry followed the charge, and the crowd was as unstoppable as an iron stream. Countless iron hooves and sabers overwhelmed and drowned the scattered Turkic soldiers like a flood. Wherever the soldiers passed, only corpses and debris were left on the ground.
The Mongolian cavalry seemed to have turned into the sharpest swords, and each team that rushed towards the Turkic people was attacked most fiercely. The hastily arranged phalanxes were overwhelmed one after another under the powerful impact, and the entire Turkic formation quickly faced a crisis of collapse.
Zhou Yi galloped on his horse, the Green Water Sword in his hand emitting a huge sword light. Wherever he passed, corpses were everywhere. Those elite Turkic soldiers could not even last a single round in Zhou Yi's hands.
"Dang!" At this moment, Zhou Yi's sword was suddenly blocked by something hard. The Bishui sword that could cut through iron like mud seemed to make an unwilling groan.
Zhou Yi suddenly shuddered, and with an inexplicable sense of crisis emerging, he somehow managed to dodge. A fierce beam of light immediately shot up into the sky, barely passing over Zhou Yi's forehead...
"It was a close call..." (To be continued)