Chapter 1231 The Husband of the Gate
"Om!"
Zhao Yun snatched a long spear with his hands, turned the head of the spear and threw it forward!
Holding a shield in front, one of the more than ten Southern Huns soldiers who were about to march forward was pierced by a spear in the chest and abdomen, and suddenly there was a scream of "ah", the shield and sword fell to the ground, and fell to the sky, gurgling rolled down.
And behind the formation of the Southern Huns, there were still many Huns crowded together. Seeing this situation, they couldn''t help shouting again, and some people waved knives and guns, but they didn''t dare to go too far forward.
One is that the mountain road is narrow. Even if they join the battle group, it is still useless. They can neither help, but also block the little space for maneuvering ahead; Gradually dampened and weakened, and the arrow tail feathers are also damp and sticky together, heavy, even when shot out, they will be twisted and crooked, without any lethality.
I also tried to use a horse to break into the formation before, trying to use a wounded horse to ram Zhao Yun''s formation at the ruined military stronghold, but it was almost useless...
It can''t be said that there is nothing at all, but when the Southern Huns rushed up with their horses, one of them was going uphill, and the speed of the horses couldn''t get up, and then the first few horses were shot by Zhao Yun''s powerful crossbows. When he fell down, he tripped over the following horses, and only two or three rushed up to the front of the army stronghold by chance. Zhao Yun and others gave way to the sides, and the horses of the Southern Huns gave way along the middle. They escaped joyfully, and when the Huns attempted to follow, Zhao Yun led his men to close up the formation again.
Although the war horse has human nature, it is still a livestock after all, so it follows the instinct of livestock. Unless Zhao Yun and others deliberately stop it, they will not take the initiative to hit the tip of the knife and gun at all, so the Southern Huns tried it once or twice. Afterwards, he gave up this unrealistic plan, and just used his hands to attack, exchanging human lives for human lives, which may not be enough!
Strictly speaking, this is indeed the case, but the question is, how many lives will be filled, and whose lives will be used to fill them?
Although the Southern Huns believe in longevity, they also have the traditional custom of fearing death on the battlefield, but it does not mean that they can bury their own lives for nothing...
Especially after Zhao Yun yelled the words "General Zhengxi is coming", many Huns were muttering in their hearts, even if they broke through the line of defense in front of them, so what?
Although there are no cliffs or fault rapids around the rugged mountain road, but after all, you have to walk, so there are not many roads that can be walked. Even if you want to bypass this Zhao Yun, it is not easy. ?
With such a mountain road, there are at most three horses in parallel. So there is no need to think about horse battles. Although both sides are cavalry, they both dismounted and fought on foot. Relying on the mountain, they can barely open a small front, so from the very beginning, the two sides entered the most brutal hand-to-hand combat. fight.
And Zhao Yun is undoubtedly the sharpest knife point of the soldiers who conquered the west. After stabbing more than a dozen scouts of the Southern Huns, he basically did not retreat from the front line. at the front of the array.
Zhao Yun''s long spear is like a swimming dragon, and like a poisonous snake, but with a single blow, a blood flower blooms, and when there is rarely time to spare, sometimes it will easily kill the weapons dropped by the Southern Huns. Picking up and throwing, a look of ease, full of a sense of proficiency as if you can do it with your eyes closed.
Hu Chuquan waved his saber and shouted for people to kill him, but he knew his weight, so he didn''t dare to charge up to face Zhao Yun''s spear, and the Southern Huns were being chased all the way , fleeing all the way, the momentum of this back and forth has changed a lot, I saw chaos and shouts, but I didn''t see many people rushing forward bravely.
The haze began to agitate gradually, blowing the white mist into the air, like a veil of thin brocade, flowing around Zhao Yun''s side, entangled on Zhao Yun''s dancing spear, and from time to time on the tip of the spear The delicate and beautiful blood flowers that bloomed below, seemed to be in front of Zhao Yun, even the killing became more colorful, and between advancing and retreating, left and right, full of indescribable beauty of power and speed...
Accompanied by the last Southern Huns in this wave, clutching his neck, kneeling slumped, Zhao Yun gently shook the blood on the red tassel, and the bright blood spread out in a fan and fell on the ground , mixed with the blood that was originally flowing on the ground.
A ray of sunlight pierced through the mist in the mountains, and fell down, between the two armies, and also on Zhao Yun''s body. Not only did the stained blood not make Zhao Yun look a bit sloppy, on the contrary, it was because of these bright red, or It is dark red, or black and red, which makes Zhao Yun look more vivid and vivid, like a statue that was originally gray and dark, and it seems to be alive in a blink of an eye.
"Go up! Go up!" Hu Chuquan shouted hoarsely.
The soldiers of the Southern Huns were sipping and moving, and the ones you pushed and shoved dared not move forward.
Zhao Yun pointed the spear forward, the sharp point of the spear was bathed in the sun, shining with dazzling brilliance, and the stabbing soldiers of the Southern Huns did not dare to look directly at it.
Seeing that Zhao Yun pointed his gun to the left, the Southern Huns soldiers on the left subconsciously took half a step back and pointed to the right, and the Huns soldiers on the right did the same. move back…
Zhao Yun suddenly laughed, and on his somewhat simple and honest round face, there was an expression like that of the brother next door looking at the mischievous child in front of him, but what he said pierced Hu Chuquan''s heart like a knife: "Surrender quickly, spare your life! Only the leader and the villain will be punished, and the rest will be spared!"
"Don''t listen to him!" Hu Chuquan shouted, "We have too many people! Go up, kill him!"
As soon as the voice fell, a strange laughter came from the mountain road behind Zhao Yun...
"Ugh Kaka Kaka...Zilong, I''m coming!"
The sound was buzzing, shaking the rocks and dust on the mountain like shaking, I saw a group of figures appeared at the corner of the mountain road, and the tall and burly Wei Du rushed to the front.
Wei Du didn''t know how to ride horses originally, but unlike other princes under Zhengxi''s command, the cavalry accounted for a considerable number, almost more than half, so not being able to ride horses became an unspeakable pain in Wei Du''s heart, especially when he was so old. The size of the general Bingzhou horse, the feet almost dragged to the ground when riding on it, it was really awkward.
Fortunately, with the addition of Li Ru and others under Zhengxi''s command, there were more Xiliang horses, which were more than half a head taller than Bingzhou horses. Only then did Wei Du find a suitable mount. It''s almost there, but Ma Zhan, hehe, don''t even think about it.
But this is also somewhat convenient. For example, just like this time, after receiving the captives of Zhao Yun''s soldiers and confirming that the one who came was Huchuquan, in order to get this task, Wei Du fought with Tai Shici. Fortunately, I already know how to ride a horse, so I can catch up, otherwise I will definitely not be able to grab it...
Wei Du was wearing inner armor with a weapon in his hand, and was riding a horse. There was another horse tied behind the horse, but it was wearing the heavy armor of heavy infantry. Including Wei Du, the five behind him All ten heavy infantry were like this.
You must know that even when the price of goods has not collapsed, a stone of rice is about three or four hundred yuan, and a suit of armor is already close to ten thousand yuan. If it is well-made, it can cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, let alone Now that the price of goods has boiled to ten times or twenty times, the value of a good armor is almost millions of dollars!
With two horses, one inner armor, one outer armor, plus a pair of two sets of weapons, the total value of the equipment of one person can probably be assembled into a group of heavy infantry headed by Wei Du. There are more than a hundred bandit soldiers...
Wei Du jumped off his horse with a bang, raised his head and roared, "Zilong, give me a quarter of an hour!"
Zhao Yun also replied with a smile: "It''s okay, let alone a quarter of an hour, even if it is an hour, they won''t be able to come up!"
"Wow Ka Ka Ka..." Wei Du laughed loudly, reached out and took off the full-body heavy armor on the camel horse, and while putting it on, he shouted loudly, "Hurry up! Anyone who moves fast will be eaten! Anyone with slow hands and feet will eat the grass!"
Wei Du and his subordinates are very familiar with this set of full-body heavy armor. The only thing that needs help from others is the final step of tightening the silk sash. Basically, the rest can be done by one person. Dress, except that the zipper on the back often requires help.
It was said to be a quarter of an hour, but in fact, it was almost ten minutes before Wei Du and the others put on their heavy armor and laid out their formation.
Wei Du took off his mask, picked up the huge double-sided battle ax that was once a Xianbei warrior, and walked forward eagerly step by step amidst the caracal sound of his armor, still yelling: "Zilong! I''m here! I''m here! Come on! Let me eat some meat!"
In such a terrain, if the hoplite is ranked second, no one really dares to be the first.
What is one man guarding the gate, and ten thousand men can''t open it.
This is what it looks like now.
After Wei Du came up, he even felt disgusted that he couldn''t use it in the collapsed army stronghold, so he led his people across Zhao Yun''s line, and walked between the two armies with a big thorn, and his men were like a steel city wall. The entire mountain road was tightly blocked.
"Ugh Kakaka, what...what, yes, that salty king! Come out!" Wei Du yelled from behind the mask, "I like sweets! That salty king, come out, and fight me for a showdown!" burden!
Hu Chuquan''s nose was almost crooked, but when he saw Wei Du swinging the double-sided battle ax like a straw, the corners of his eyes twitched again, and he still didn''t dare to rush up...
In fact, both sides have traveled all the way, and their physical strength and so on are not in a perfect state, but the problem is that Huchuquan''s side is even more embarrassed, not only during the previous escape process, whether it is physical strength or morale , have already consumed a lot, and more importantly, the crushing of the soldiers of the general Xixiu on the equipment, and the already tired hearts of the soldiers of the Southern Huns, added several heavy critical strikes.
Just like in later games, I was holding a whiteboard weapon, and it was marked with a broken attribute, and then I saw the opponent''s blue outfit, enchanted equipment, and even some dark metal properties, and the blood bar and blue bar were much longer than myself. cut…
Wei Du still had a devilish smile, and then waved the double-sided battle axe, like waving his most beloved toy, ignoring the long spears and short knives that the Southern Huns slashed and stabbed.
On the double armor, the Southern Huns were pierced with knives, chopping guns and sparks. Wei Du only moved his body slightly and didn''t care. It''s delusional!
The ones sprayed like mist are the ones with cut arteries, the ones with blood gushing out like a fountain, the ones where the limbs have been cut off, the ones thrown here and there in random, are the big and small pieces of meat and **** brought out by the battle axe. The viscera between the abdomen...
Streams of blood spurted out, dyeing everything around them red. Amidst the long or short screams, pairs of feet trampled around, trampling the short limbs and stumps all over the ground into a mess, mixing them into the yellow mud, making the tranquility that was originally green and misty The place has become a Shura field full of chaos and blood!
Wei Du''s body was already covered with who knows whose flesh and blood, and a large piece of who knows whose yellow, green, green, pink and pink intestines were somehow hooked onto the iron armor on Wei Du''s shoulders. The waving of the tomahawk is like a long braid jumping happily in the air, flying...
In the eyes of the Southern Huns, these warriors, who are like steel walls, wield unparalleled sharp long-handled mo knives, and when they cut down all the waves of Southern Huns pounced on them as if they would never tire, the Southern Huns People finally couldn''t bear this kind of double crushing on equipment and morale.
"Monster! Monster!"
"The undead monster!"
The Southern Huns howled and stopped moving forward. Some of them may know that there is a living person under the armor, but they would rather believe that these guys are monsters, monsters, and immortal ghosts and gods!
Only in this way can their timidity and their shrinking be justified.
After all, people can''t compete with monsters, monsters, ghosts and gods, can they?
Hu Chuquan roared loudly, his voice was hoarse, and he urged his soldiers to move forward. He was very anxious, but a sense of powerlessness rose from his heart, knowing that he had crossed the road built by Zhengxi soldiers He was able to escape from the steel wall, but he just couldn''t get through it. The lives of his subordinates who devoted themselves back and forth were like blood-colored waves, hitting the steel wall, surging or brilliantly, Or a monotonous color, and then it fell down silently, and these soldiers who conquered the west could not be shaken at all!
I don''t know when it started, one after another, the soldiers of the Southern Huns turned around and left without saying a word, leaving behind Huchuquan who was still raising his arms at the front line, at first there were only one or two, and later it became a dozen Twenty, and finally evolved into a large number of retreats!
The Southern Huns who were congested on the mountain road had to turn their horses around on the one hand and compete for the road on the other. From time to time, some Southern Huns soldiers and their horses fell into the ditch on one side and hit the rough rocks , **** and tragic death on the spot.
The scene became more and more chaotic. Not only the other leaders of the Southern Huns retreated with their own clansmen, but even the people in the immediate tribe of Huchuquan had no fighting spirit and just looked at Huchuquan stupidly.
"No! Don''t run!" Hu Chuquan, who discovered the collapse of the team, shouted in grief and indignation, "I ask you in the name of King Youxian, don''t run! Go over! We can go back! We can still win!"
"You''re a liar!"
Someone among the fleeing Southern Huns shouted.
Immediately, more Southern Huns also shouted in disorder, while fleeing without looking back.
"fraud!"
"Liars are not our kings! No!"
"Changshengtian abandoned you! Go to die! Go to die!"
The saber that Hu Chuquan held up was powerless after all, and he wanted to mention suicide several times, but he did not have the courage to do it after making gestures. In the end, he did not know whether to cry or laugh, let out a howl, and lowered his head. Collapsing to the ground, let out a small sound...
"Surrender, surrender..."
(end of this chapter)