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Killings filled the fields and the city.
The shooting star is the horse and the moon is the lantern.
Chasing the Chanyu for 80,000 miles at night,
Flatten the first peak of Qishan Mountain.
This magnificent poem, representing the great victory of the emperor, spread quickly to all directions like the wind blowing across the Loess Plateau. The morale of the Qin army, which had just lost Lanzhou, was low, and soon heard this victory poem, and their blood boiled.
Bailutuhu has been captured, what are you waiting for
In the north of Lintao City, Gao Yigong and Na Risong fought bloody battles for a whole day and night. The tens of thousands of soldiers on both sides were exhausted, but they were still fighting for their lives. The autumn wind was howling above the city, and the waves of the Tao River were rolling like bloody waves.
On the battlefield with a radius of ten miles, the dust of war blocked the red sun, the sounds of thousands of horses roared, the cry of killing shook the world, and the earth shook and the mountains trembled.
Gao Yigong was covered in blood, his battle clothes were stained with blood, he held a long lance in his hand, and smashed the enemy's horse's head. Behind him were five thousand cavalrymen, breathing hot air. As he continued to attack the enemy formation fiercely, it was like a giant ship splitting the waves, killing the enemy and forcing them to retreat to the sides.
On the top of the city wall, the wife of Li Bocun, the co-magistrate of Lintao, was still beating drums for the warriors below the city. The rumbling drumbeats encouraged them to move forward. The old, weak, women and children of Lintao filled the top of the city wall. Their clothes were soaked by the night dew, and their voices were hoarse, but they kept shouting in unison, encouraging the Qin soldiers fighting outside the city:
"Daqin will win!"
"Daqin will win!"
"Daqin will win!"
Amidst the endless shouts, one could hear many clear children's voices. On the city wall of Lintao, even a three-foot-tall boy had participated in the fight against the enemy.
In addition to carrying the emperor's death order, Gao Yigong and his men also carried the earnest expectations of the people in the city. The blood was still flowing in their chests, the horses were still galloping, and the swords in their hands were still slashing.
The Qin army had a superior force, Gao Yigong, Hao Yaoqi, Liu Fangliang, and Dongfang Sheng used a rotation of battles, taking turns to attack fiercely. They killed Na Risong's troops so hard that they had no time to rest. After a day and a night, they were exhausted and their hands and feet were sore.
The new soft attack launched by Gao Yigong's 5,000 cavalry was like a gust of wind and a raging fire. They continuously broke into the enemy's formation. Tens of thousands of horses destroyed the mountain of swords, and the murderous aura shocked the clouds.
Seeing that Gao Yigong's attack was very effective, Hao Yaoqi, Liu Fangliang and others also jumped on their horses and prepared to send their entire army to the battlefield to give the enemy a final blow.
At this moment, both the enemy and our army almost simultaneously received the news of Qin Mu's victory over Bailutuhu. This victory news became the last straw that broke the camel's back for Na Risong's army, and the entire army was immediately defeated.
The morale of the Qin army was high and they cheered loudly.
Hao Yaoqi, Liu Fangliang and others also led their troops to rush out, killing the collapsing enemy army with rolling battle dust, blood-stained flags fluttering in the wind, and swords flashing like snow.
Na Risong was one of the best generals under Bailutuhu, and he wanted to make a final effort. He ordered his men to blow the horn for a fight to the death, and then he led the last thousand of his personal soldiers into the battle formation, trying to slightly reverse the defeat.
The Qin army was full of momentum and could not be stopped. The thousands of soldiers rushed forward like a wave, crushing the enemy with overwhelming force, and smashed countless bodies under the frenzied hooves. Then, tens of thousands of soldiers followed Dongfang Sheng and shouted in unison:
Killings filled the fields and the city.
The shooting star is the horse and the moon is the lantern.
Chasing the Chanyu for 80,000 miles at night,
Flatten the first peak of Qishan Mountain.
This imperial poem was like a roar from the emperor, reaching the blood of every Qin soldier, stirring up all their blood and flowing straight into their limbs and veins. Every time they swung their sword, it seemed as if they could really cut off the first peak of Qishan Mountain.
Gao Yigong swept and chopped with his lance, killing the enemy cavalrymen blocking his way one by one, and rushed towards Na Risong, who was still fighting. Na Risong brandished his sword and shouted to his army: "Our retreat has been cut off. We can't escape. The only way to survive is to defeat the Qin army and win the victory. Ah la!"
However, the defeat was so great, and the sound of frantic horses' hooves was so earth-shaking that no one would listen to him. Except for his one thousand personal soldiers who followed him to fight, the rest were all fleeing.
Risong felt a chill in his heart when he saw this. It’s over, it’s over, Eternal Heaven!
"Narisong, why don't you get off your horse and surrender!"
Gao Yigong rushed over roaring, he was like a tiger, his horse was like a dragon, his long lance was carrying a whistling wind, and he rushed towards Na Risong's horse. Na Risong's eyes were wide open, knowing that there was no way out, he thought that killing one would cover his investment, killing two would make him a profit, he used all his strength to slash out with his long sword.
when!
There was a loud bang, sparks flew, and the wind was blowing in all directions. Gao Yigong roared, and used the force of the horse lance to swivel, sweeping an enemy on the right off his horse. Then he swung the horse lance across and swept Na Risong in the face.
Na Risong blocked hastily with his knife in both hands, his upper body quickly lying on his back, the iron hooves rumbled, the two horses passed each other, Gao Yigong failed to kill the enemy with one blow, and immediately reined in the warhorse. The warhorse under him neighed and stood up, stomping its hooves in the air, and immediately completed half a turn.
At this time, Na Risong put down his sword and took off his bow, turned around and shot. With a whoosh, the sharp arrowhead flew straight towards Gao Yigong's face. Gao Yigong quickly ducked down and narrowly avoided the arrow. He turned his horse back and chased after him: "Na Risong, let's see where you can escape!"
Risong rode his horse wildly, with no intention of turning back to fight again. Gao Yigong was furious, and with a loud shout, he threw the long lance in his hand fiercely into the air.
When Na Risong looked back again, he saw the huge horse lance whistling towards him, which frightened him so much that his hair stood on end. The horse lance shot into his horse's buttocks with lightning speed. With a "puff" sound, the warhorse let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground with a bang. Na Risong rolled on the ground several feet away with the warhorse, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.
The enemies following Na Risong were so frightened that their souls flew away. At this time, Gao Yigong had empty hands, but he spread his arms and roared like a lion towards the sky, radiating his power. The enemies around him were so frightened that they screamed and fled, and no one dared to rush towards him with empty hands.
"General Gao is mighty!"
"That Risong surrendered!"
"That Risong surrendered!"
The Qin army immediately cheered like a wave, frightening more than ten thousand enemy troops to flee even faster, like a sand embankment breached by a flood, out of control.
The Qin army rode their horses and brandished their swords, charging forward and backward, cheering with joy and howling with abandon. Their horses' hooves galloped and their swords danced like the wind, plowing their way through as if they were plowing their own fields, except that they used swords and what they plowed out was blood and gore.
The enemies who could escape were desperately trying to escape, leaving their weapons and armor behind. Those who could not escape knelt on the ground in terror, begging for mercy, their voices hoarse, and their tears streaming down their cheeks.
The Qin army did not kill the enemies who knelt down and begged for mercy, as prisoners were valuable. They only chased after the enemies who were still fleeing.
Tens of thousands of horsemen rolled up the hills, their flags fluttering in the wind, their hooves breaking the grass as they passed, their swords falling and blood flowing everywhere.
The people in Lintao City also cheered. Although their voices were hoarse from shouting, it did not stop them from being excited and laughing with tears in their eyes.
The city gates burst open and countless people poured out of the city. Even children rushed forward and kicked and beat the enemies who were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. The tall and burly Khoshut soldiers knelt on the ground and dared not resist even the beatings from the children.
This strange situation made people think of a shepherd whipping a disobedient buffalo. Under the sharp blades of the Qin army, the Khoshut soldiers kneeling on the ground, although as tall as bulls, could only behave like dogs.
Dongfang Sheng and his men divided their troops into several groups and desperately hunted down the fleeing enemies, as if they were afraid that if they let any of them go, the emperor would behead them.
The great victory in Jin County and the great victory in Lintuo quickly reversed the situation in the entire Longyou. Sima An, Li Yuan and others in Gongchang breathed a sigh of relief and celebrated.
The caravans that had been waiting in various counties and prefectures in Guanzhong, upon receiving the news of the great victory, set off one after another and rushed to Longyou. Don't ask why. If you are a shrewd businessman, you will definitely not ask what they are doing in Longyou at this time.
Qin Mu also breathed a sigh of relief. After taking back Lanzhou, Lin Yihu led the fleeing Qin army and protected the seriously injured Ma Wannian back to Lanzhou. Fortunately, the Qin army had already established blood type files, and thanks to the timely blood transfusion, Ma Wannian's life was saved.
Qin Mu finally had an explanation for Qin Liangyu. Qin Liangyu's family fought for the Ming Dynasty, and most of their children died heroically. She was already over seventy years old, with a head of white hair. Qin Mu was really worried that the old-haired people would send off the young-haired people again.
After a long sigh of relief, Qin Mu issued another decree, ordering Han Gang to renew his efforts and lead 5,000 troops to advance quickly to the plateau and capture Xining City as soon as possible.
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ps: 2015 is here, I wish you all a happy new year and all the best.
I sighed with emotion, put my mind at ease, and continued to bury my head in writing. It is the beginning of another year, and a new journey. I ask my brothers and sisters for guaranteed monthly tickets. Wish you good fortune and prosperity. Give me the guaranteed monthly tickets! (To be continued..)
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