The flickering lights illuminated the spread-out map. Da Xi Changru, the commander-in-chief of the army, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
He really didn't want to use Qu Yuanfeng, who asked to fight behind him. Before he left, Duke Yue sent him a letter, reminding him that this person had an unusual relationship and should not be put in danger...
But now the war is fierce. More than 3,000 people fought fiercely with 100,000 Turks and beheaded more than 8,000 enemies. This is a dazzling achievement no matter where you put it. However, there are only 700 people left in the camp, and it is unknown whether they can hold out until the reinforcements from the Second Prince and Duke Yue arrive.
In the past few days, he frequently arranged combat tasks and sent letters asking for help to the rear. The journey was long, and even if the reinforcements arrived as soon as possible, it would take half a month.
There is really no other way...
The tent was quiet. The oil lamp on the simple long table flickered and illuminated the surroundings. Several lieutenants were worried and called out in a low voice.
"General."
Da Xi Changru came back to his senses, hummed, turned his head sideways, and looked at the figure kneeling on one knee at the entrance of the tent with his hands clasped and his head lowered. After a long while, he let out a long breath and lowered his voice.
"Are you really willing to leave?"
Qu Yuanfeng clasped his hands together and said, "Yuanfeng will only bring two hundred soldiers under his command to buy time for the other fellow soldiers in the camp to evacuate!"
Da Xi Changru nodded and waved his hand to let his deputy general lead the remaining 500 soldiers to withdraw overnight. Soon, the military order was quietly issued, and the camp became restless. The 500 people who had gathered looked at the 200 soldiers gathered on the other side. Many of them had tears and red in their eyes and bowed to them.
Some people even knelt down and kowtowed to the two hundred soldiers.
In the depressing atmosphere, five hundred wounded soldiers followed their respective generals, left the camp, and headed south into the night. The entire camp became empty. Qu Yuanfeng turned around, glanced at the tense faces behind him, and grinned.
"It's time for us to show our abilities. How can we allow foreigners to be so arrogant within the Great Wall?"
The night was quiet. In the light of the torches, figures nodded silently and dispersed. They drew their swords and sharpened them. Someone raised his head and asked, "Captain, can you really help the brothers hold back the Turks?"
"able."
Qu Yuanfeng, who was sitting on a rock, responded with a grin. The firelight shone over and he saw a command flag in his hand. It was the "Wind", "Forest", "Fire" and "Mountain" specially made for him by his master.
"I have always wanted to become a general and bring honor to my family. How can I retreat?"
"… Especially in front of foreigners, it's a loss of prestige!"
Holding the command flag tightly, his voice floated in the night wind.
Soon, the sky became dim and bright. Dust particles lay quietly on the ground. The sunlight pierced through the gaps in the clouds and pushed open the outline of the sky. The moment it spread out, the dust particles shook and jumped.
At the end of the sky in the distance, a dark straight line came like a tide. Soon, wild roars came from all directions, and two arms like human beings separated from the black line and embraced the left and right.
Boom—
Countless horse hooves splashed dust, the surging cavalry whirred and roared, and the infantry in between maintained a uniform trot forward. However, soon, the cavalry in the front gradually slowed down with waved hands, speaking loudly in Turkic.
"What is that?"
"With just these few Sui people, are you going to die?!"
"Haha, the brave Turkic warriors are about to kill the equally brave southerners!"
In front of them, on the plain leading to the Southern Dynasty, a team of about two hundred people blocked the way in a strange formation. The figures were holding spears and wearing armor, with Sui swords on their waists, and their postures were upright.
In the formation of the Bagua formation, Qu Yuanfeng, a burly man in military uniform, heard the rumbling sound of horse hooves, opened his eyes, looked at the Turkic cavalry more than a hundred feet ahead, and slammed the spear in his hand on the ground, stirring up a circle of dust.
"Behind us is the Sui Dynasty and our wounded compatriots who are evacuating..."
On his dark face, his lips were stretched wide, revealing his white teeth. He held the spear towards the sky and his voice fell heavily.
"And we are the last wall here!!"
Wow!
The spear forest tilted, and two hundred soldiers lowered their spears, trembling slightly as they opened their lips and said, "Kill!"
In the distance, iron hooves were galloping. The Turkic Khan Shabolue, who received the news, led several tribal khans including Apo, Datou, Buli, etc. on horseback, urged their horses forward, and looked at the two hundred Sui soldiers lined up in the distance. Their flannel collars were gently stroked by the wind, and a smile appeared on their bearded faces.
"The Sui people were so confident of their bravery that they dared to use two hundred men to block the front. There is an old saying in the Central Plains: 'A mantis trying to stop a chariot is overestimating one's own strength!'"
He drew the weapon from his waist, the blade hummed softly, and streaked across the morning sun, with the tip of the blade pointing forward.
"Kill this group of Sui people and send their heads to Chang'an!"
Woo~~
The messenger cavalry blew the horn, and the Turkic cavalry wandering on both sides of the front withdrew their sights from the rear formation. They kicked their horses and hundreds of knights galloped away, spreading out under the vast sky, like the arms of a giant, embracing the formation of two hundred Sui people in front from the left and right.
The bow was drawn and the arrow was drawn, and with the earth shaking, a rain of arrows streaked across the sky, destroying the enemy's formation.
Boom boom boom—
It was as if an invisible thing deflected the flying arrows to the ground beneath their feet. The soldiers who were clenching their gun handles felt a soreness in their teeth, and someone shouted.
"The cavalry is coming—"
They lowered their guns one after another, with the butts of their guns pressed against the ground, feeling the sound of the Turkic horses' hooves approaching. Many of them were trembling. Among the two hundred, Qu Yuanfeng held his breath, holding the gun in one hand and the command flag in the other. He loosened his clenched teeth and roared, "Two hundred—"
"roar!!"
The soldiers lined up in front of them felt their eyes turn red, and as their feet shook violently, they opened their mouths to shout, spitting out.
Qu Yuanfeng waved the banner in his hand and said, "Stand still like a mountain!"
The army formation reacted in unison. A flash of magic light flashed on the fluttering small flags, and they turned into an earthy yellow color. Faintly, the roar of a mountain falling could be heard.
Master, I will not embarrass you!
As the light of Dharma bloomed, he thought, across from him, the Turkish cavalry on both sides pushed forward like a tide -
boom!
The warhorse crashed into the "mountain" formation, and the galloping horse's body pierced the protruding spear. It let out a sharp cry and fell to the ground. The knight above was thrown off and rolled to the ground.
The next moment, countless horses' hooves rolled over and trampled down, and the body made a crackling sound of broken bones, and then... what followed was that hundreds of Turkic cavalry charged at high speed and crashed into shields, spear forests, and seemingly invisible things. The horses' necks were twisted and broken, and then the whole horse's body continued to crash with a terrifying impact force. The cavalry above were also thrown out in an instant, and their heads were broken by the stabbing spears.
Boom boom boom—
More cavalrymen rushed forward, pressing and crashing into the formation of two hundred people. The rear team, noticing something was wrong, stopped their charge immediately, and looked ahead, steering their uneasy horses.
The sticky blood slowly flowed out from the piled up corpses, the thick smoke and dust dispersed, and the two hundred people on that side stood still. The sunlight shone down, and it was as if people were dazzled. What they saw was a mountain standing in front of them.