Bayanhot, the city of prairie, was originally a mound on an endless flat prairie. Towering high above the grasslands, after the establishment of the Turkic Khanate. Because of the need for expansion, a temporary city wall was built here. Fork built a thick gate. Using Bayanhot as a transfer station between the grassland and the desert is also an important logistics support point for the Turkic invasion of Dahua. Almost all the war horses and food of the Hu people. They are all supplied from here, and its importance to the Turks. it goes without saying.
The moment you step into Bayanhot. In the hearts of all Dahua soldiers. All surged with blood-boiling to tragic feeling. They came here for this Bayanhot, starting from cutting off the flying rope on Helan Mountain, everyone knew that they had no way out, and they were doomed to a narrow escape. The grassland is where their bones are buried, but no one chooses to retreat.
Generals will inevitably die in battle, as the sharp knives that Dahua pierces the Hu people's hearts, they will make the sturdy Turkic people tremble. As General Lin said. Everyone's name here. All will be written into the history of Dahua.
"This is Bayanhot?!" Gao Chief followed Lin Wanrong into the city wall, looked at the crude city, the tents and sundries all over the ground, galloping horses, and the towering stacks of grain and grass, and couldn't help laughing: "Turkic people The cowhide is blown too much, it’s just such a thing. How dare you call it a city, what kind of grassland city? From this point of view, our Cang31 county government is like a nine-day palace.”
This is indeed the case. The so-called city of the prairie is ridiculous in the eyes of the high chieftain and others, except for the short city walls and heavy city gates. Bayanhot is just an ordinary grassland, only surrounded by low walls. To put it bluntly, it can't even compare to the most remote county government in Dahua. But it happened to be such a circled, unattractive grassland. Controlling the lives of countless people in Helan Mountain and Xingqing Mansion.
Lin Wanrong patted Gao Chief on the shoulder and sighed slightly: "Brother Gao, in many cases, national strength is not measured by thick cities and high-rise buildings. Our Dahua county government can be built very tall and wide. But the common people in many places But they are poor and can’t even eat enough to eat. This kind of false grandeur built by the people’s blood and sweat. What do you want to do? In contrast, these barbarians are more simple, they don’t build yamen, they don’t raise taxes, they don’t care The officials are big and the officials are small. Everyone rides a horse and lives in a tent. Although the environment is difficult, it seems fair. No wonder the Hu people are so united."
Although the high chief is a guard with a sword in the palace, he also comes from a poor background. Hearing the words, he nodded again and again. With tears in Hu Bugui's eyes, he said loudly, "General, based on what you said today, I, Hu Bugui, would give my life to you. If my civil servants and generals in Dahua had your vision and mind. Why can’t it be done? How can you be bullied like this by Qiang Hu outside the Great Wall?”
Lin Wanrong smiled and did not speak. The tens of thousands of war horses in the front have already rushed in, and the thousands of soldiers behind have also entered the city, because of the arrival of this huge horse team. The city of Bayanhot was full of noise, and the sound of neighing and galloping horses could be heard everywhere.
"Stop! Stop!" Rabri shouted angrily in front: "Sheng Dan, what's going on? Why don't you keep your horses under control. Let them run wild in Bayanhot?! What if something happens? matter, I take you as a question."
Labrie had come down from the top of the city at some point, his face full of anger. While roaring, he swung the rope around the neck of the galloping horse, and there were dozens of cavalry behind him. Also imitate him like throwing ropes and tying horses, these Turkic people are indeed born riders. The method of taming the war horse is superb, and the ropes are accurate. In a moment, five or six galloping horses were pulled back. The war horse was tied around the neck by the rope, it jumped up suddenly, kicked its front legs straight, and hissed to the sky, but it couldn't run anymore.
The Dahua soldiers escorting the horses have all entered the city. There are as many as a thousand people. In order to avoid the suspicion of the Turks, the rest of the fighters were lurking several miles away. Wait for the signal ahead. Seeing the Hu people closing the city gate slowly, Lin Wanrong winked at Li Wuling. Xiao Lizi nodded knowingly, and slowed down the horse's speed. After a narrow pass, he led hundreds of people and horses to the end. Not far from the city gate.
The war horse galloped like flying. Labri and his warriors moved very quickly. A dozen war horses had already been tamed around him. Lin Wanrong's eyes sparkled, and he couldn't help but hey: "This surname Ladi seems to be a master of tricks, Brother Hu. Can you think of a way to lure this Labri come over-"
He put Ping on his neck and gestured viciously. Gao Chief's eyes brightened immediately, and he put the big knife on the sole of his boot and wiped it again and again. Saliva is about to drip down.
"Okay." Hu Bugui suppressed the excitement in his heart. Feign anger. He yelled at Rabri who was in the distance: "What kind of scumbag! Rabri! This is all a good thing for you son of a bitch. Ten thousand of my horses came from the royal court thousands of miles away. Come on, after running for so long to reach Bayanhot, you closed the city gate. You kept all the horses out of the city, and there was no supply of water and fodder. It would be a strange thing if they didn't go crazy! I must tell you Khan reported this matter, beheaded you and your tribe, men, and all your women snatched them to sleep."
Among the grassland tribes. Snatching women and insulting clans are the worst curses. It is a shame that can only be washed away by blood, Hu Bugui scolded for this, it is completely tearing his face, Na Rabri's face turned dark green, and he lifted the mace in his hand, and the horse was like a horse. Come like the wind. Awow wolf howling. The resounding resounded in the grassland city: "In the name of a warrior, Shengdan bastard, I, Rabri, will skin your skin alive."
Under Labri's rage, his figure rose like a storm. His steed is extremely handsome, and with a long hiss, he cut a path among thousands of horses. Running retrograde, the fierce blue eyes were clearly visible.
No need for Lin Wanrong's orders. The High Chiefs are gearing up. His eyes were fixed on the running Labrie. Li Wuling and hundreds of knights retreated further and further, slowly approaching the few Turkic people who were closing the city gate.
Labrie's figure is getting closer and closer, fifty feet, forty feet,,. ,... Even the felt hat on his head was very clear, and Lin Wanrong clenched his saber tightly. Beads of sweat drenched his palms, and the tense atmosphere in the air seemed ready to explode at any moment.
"Kari! (Wrong!)" Several loud shouts suddenly came from behind the horse team, accompanied by screams: "Luli Messisa (Dahua cavalry)—"
Lin Wanrong turned around and looked. But it turned out that it was when Li Wuling and others approached the city gate. The distance was too close, and was discovered by the Turks defending the city, and Xiao Lizi roared and ran wildly. With the momentum of thunder, he went straight to kill the barbarian guarding the city, blood splattered, and the barbarian who discovered the secret was quickly beheaded by his horse.
It was too late. Rabri, who was running, had already heard the warning sound, he pulled the rein suddenly, and the Turkic horse stood upright, neighing long.
"Luli Mexisa (Dahua Cavalry) - Kuaku (Damn)!" Rabri roared. At the same time as he lifted himself up immediately, the mace in his hand was thrown out with a whoosh, the iron rod was fierce and fast. Like a thunderbolt. With whistling wind. It went straight to Lin Wanrong's face.
"Brother Lin, be careful!" Chief Gao roared, and slashed out with the long knife in his hand, making a loud bang. When the knife and stick hit, a few brilliant sparks flashed out. It almost sprayed on Lin Xiaorong's face.
The iron rod fell heavily, but Gao Chief's saber was smashed wide, and his arm was already numb, and he couldn't help being surprised: "This guy has so much strength!"
"That's right, I'm your Grandpa Lin from Dahua!" Seeing that Xingzang had been spotted, Lin Wanrong tore off the felt hat on his head and threw it heavily on the ground. He roared murderously in an extremely tragic voice: "Dahua's century-old shame. Only the blood of the barbarians can wash away! My brave brothers, for our parents, Qin’er, and for our brothers and sisters, come with me—kill all the Turks!”
His eyes were red, and he danced a few bright silver flowers with his sharp sword. **A steed is like a galloping meteor. Swish out, that speed. Even the high chiefs are not as good, and the soldiers of Dahua are burning with blood. Brush off the felt hat on his head. With yellow skin and black hair, he has an upright Chinese face.
"Kill all the Turks!" This is a bright slogan that has never been seen before. The representative place is Dahua's determination and courage. It was also the first roar of Dahua's weakness for a century. On this battlefield of blood and fire. This howl ignited the blood and passion of all the soldiers, and they let out a soaring roar, urging their horses wildly. Wield the sword. Following behind Lin Wanrong, it was like a rapid torrent. Go straight to kill.
The boundless shouts of killing suddenly drove tens of thousands of war horses into a frenzy. The Turkic horse raised its head to the sky and hummed, running in all directions, like a scattered black cloud. It spread in the city of Bayanhot, and the tents were overturned wherever it passed. The debris was flying, and the Turkic soldiers were a little slower to dodge. It will be trampled under the hooves of thousands of horses.
The Dahua cavalry went deep into the grassland and attacked Chengna B, which has never happened before. This is a psychological blow to the Turks. Far more than physical. Many Turkic soldiers were submerged under the horseshoes before they even figured out who was coming, and Bayanhot suddenly fell into a panic.
Li Wuling and hundreds of soldiers cut down more than ten Hu people and worked together. The heavy gate was slowly pushed open again, waiting for the arrival of lurking reinforcements outside the city. The Hu people obviously realized the importance of the city gate. Once Dahua's lurking reinforcements entered the city, Bayanhot would undoubtedly be broken. Naraburi suddenly turned his horse's head and stepped onto the city gate. With a wave of the saber in his hand, he howled angrily, "Shoot the arrow!"
Hundreds of arrows flew like locusts. Shoot towards the city gate. The Dahua soldiers who are pushing the city gate have nowhere to hide. The screams sounded one after another, and more than a dozen soldiers were hit by sharp arrows, and their bodies fell down slowly.
"Follow me and kill this son of a bitch—" I saw my brothers fall down one by one. Lin Xiaorong was furious. A trombone sound. Turned the horse's head and rushed to the city.
He looked tough. As if by divine help, a fast horse rushed forward. The saber in his hand swung left and right, and when he encountered a Turkic man, he slashed down with a single slash. The blood stained the shirt, and when it comes to the pungent and ruthless methods, they are actually slightly better than the Turkic people.
Seeing the Dahua cavalry attacking the city along the slope, the barbarian arrows rained down and swished, densely like a punctured hornet's nest, and the buzzing sound of arrows passed by Lin Wanrong's ears. A few even flew past his scalp. Hu people are good at riding and shooting. This Turkic bow looks simple, but it is powerful. The arrows were so fierce that Lin Wanrong couldn't lift his head because of the rain of arrows. The offensive was also frustrated.
Lin Wanrong is right and left. Split a few cold arrows. Seeing the brothers who died tragically at the gate of the city, he immediately roared: "High chief, you will not return. Come with me!"
Lao Gao and Hu Bugui split a few arrows. In response, the three joined forces. Wield the long knife in his hand impenetrably. He rushed towards the top of the city to attack, and all the soldiers were also red-eyed. Roaring and roaring, he followed closely behind the coach. The boundless rain of arrows shot at them. The soldiers fell silently, but no one made a sound.
The sound of horseshoes shook the mountains, and the dust and smoke curled up. The Dahua soldiers lurking in the outskirts finally responded and rushed to the city in a blink of an eye. Yellow skin and black hair are clearly visible.
Looking at the surging Dahua troops. Labri was also in a hurry, waved his hand violently towards the city gate, roared a few times, with an extremely ferocious expression on his face. All Turkic archers. Immediately turned the direction, and countless arrows screamed mournfully. Go straight to the city gate where Li Wuling and others are located.
The rain of arrows oppressing the top of his head disappeared miraculously, and Lin Wanrong looked into the distance. Suddenly my heart broke.
Li Wuling, the youngest, let out a long roar, his voice was a little immature, but his firm and proud confidence went straight to the sky: "Yangyang Huaxia. Seven feet boy.
Is there anything to be afraid of? Although my body is dead. My heart will never die! Call you brothers. You and I, go together! Go together!"
After Li Wuling yelled, he clenched his fists and ran straight to the city gate.
"Go together! Let's go together!" Hundreds of heroes roared. The flesh and blood stood upright resolutely, turning a blind eye to the flying arrow rain. Centered by Li Wuling. Hundreds of soldiers worked together. Inch by inch. Slowly push the heavy city gate.
A scene that made countless Turks tremble in fear appeared in front of them!
"Chi-chi-" stay far away. The sound of arrows shooting through the chests of the warriors could be heard, and the powerful arrows pierced through their chests. He even hung the soldiers directly on the city gate, gurgling blood. Flowing from their bickering chests. Some warriors are already dead, but no one is willing to fall.
Hundreds of heroes opened their eyes wide. Roaringly shouting. The voice is getting lower and lower. It became more and more dull, and their steps became slower and slower. Until the end, there was no sound, and the battlefield was silent.
Countless arrow shots. I don't know how many arrows were consumed. The arms of the Turks were numb from the shock.
Thousands of arrows pierced through the hearts of more than a hundred soldiers standing tall and vigorous. From a distance, it looks like a beautiful blood wolf flower blooming on the gate of the grassland, miserable and tragic.
The city gate, which is as heavy as a thousand pounds, is still pushing silently, slowly moving forward, and opening,,,,,.
All the Turks were stunned, even though they were known as the bravest warriors on the grassland. But no one dares to believe the facts in front of them. Who are these people?! They are not even afraid of death, so what are they afraid of!
Such a feat that made countless enemies tremble with fear. Only big Chinese with yellow skin and black hair. to do it!
"*** barbarian.** your eighth generation ancestor! Kill. Kill. Kill—" On the silent battlefield, a blood-weeping roar suddenly sounded. It seems so monotonous. So heartbreaking. Everyone froze on the spot.
I don't know where one person came out. With a bang, he ripped off the beard robe on his body. Blood and tears came from both eyes. His face was burning hot, and his whole body was as red as fire. It was like a naked wild wolf, throwing away everyone, holding a long knife dripping with blood. He jumped into the crowd of barbarians alone.
"General Lin—"
"Brother Lin—"
Seeing Lin Wanrong's crazy behavior. Hu Bugui and Gao Chief, who were the first to wake up, had their eyes cracked.
"Killed the Turks—" the two burst into tears. He rushed towards the city tower like crazy.
"Kill the Turks—" At this moment, life and death are already outside the body, and the Dahua soldiers who witnessed this life and death have already shed tears, rushing in with incomparable murderous aura and boundless combat power, attacking the city like a flood .
Hundreds of cheeks kept appearing in front of his eyes, and Lin Wanrong couldn't remember anything. The blood boiled like boiling oil, and there was a feeling of bursting.
"Boom". Knives and sticks intersect. Wipe out a string of extremely gorgeous sparks. Lin Wanrong was expressionless, with dead eyes, and slowly dropped the long knife in his hand.
Then come Labrie. The pupils dilated instantly. The long knife trembled above his head. A faint, neat streak of blood appeared on the forehead of the Turkic warrior. Slowly develop. Drops of blood flowed slowly, and the mace fell to the ground with a clatter. Cut neatly in two from the middle.