Chapter 532: Tragic

The city of the steppe, Bayanhot, was originally a mound on the endlessly flat prairies. Towering high above the grassland, after the establishment of the Turkic Khanate. Because of the need for expansion, a temporary city wall was built here. The fork built a heavy gate. Using Bayanhot as a transit station connecting the steppe and the desert is also a logistical support for Turk invasion of Dahua. Almost all war horses and forages. It is from here that the land is replenished and its importance to the Turkic land. it goes without saying.
The moment I stepped into Bayanhot. To all Dahua generals. There was a feeling of tragic blood. They came to the ground for this Bayanhao and cut off the flying rope from Helan Mountain. Everyone knows that they have no retreat, and they are destined to be a path of nine lives. The grassland is where they bury their bones, but no one chooses to retreat.
The general will inevitably die, as Dahua's sharp knife inserted into the heart of the Hu people, they will make the sturdy Turks shake and tremble. As General Lin said. Everyone's name here. Will write into the history of Dahua.
"Is this Bayanhot ?!" Gao Gai followed Lin Wanrong and entered the city, looking at the rude city, the tent in the ground, the galloping warhorse, the towering forage, and couldn't help laughing: "Turks The cowhide blows up too much, just such a thing. I dare to call it the city, what kind of grassland city? According to this view, our county in I County is almost the Jiutian Temple. "
This is indeed the case. The so-called grassland city is ridiculous in the eyes of high chiefs and others, except for the low-lying city walls and heavy gates. Bayanhot is just an ordinary grassland, just surrounded by low walls. It's awkward. It can't even match Dahua's most remote county. But it is just such a grassland surrounded by land, not amazing. Master the countless lives of Helan Mountain and Xingqing House.
Lin Wanrong sighed slightly on the shoulders of Gao chief: "Brother Gao, in many cases. National strength is not measured by heavy cities and high-rise buildings. Our county in Dahua can be built very high and wide. But many people But they are poor, and they ca n’t even eat enough food. This kind of sweat and sweat, and the establishment of falsely rich and magnificent. What are you going to do? By contrast, these Hu people are more simple, do not build a gate, do not increase taxes, regardless of The government officials are small. Everyone rides tents on horseback. Although the environment is hard, it seems fair. It is no wonder that Hu Ren will be so consistent. "
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Although the high chief was a sword guard in the palace, he was also born in poverty. Wen Yan nodded again and again. Hu Bugui's eyes shone with tears, and he cried out loudly, "General, by your words today, I will give my life to you. If my civil servants and military commanders in Dahuadi all have your eyes and minds. Yes What a big deal ca n’t be done? How can you be bullied by this stuff. Bullying like this?

Lin Wanrong smiled and didn't speak. Thousands of horses in the front have already blasted in, and thousands of soldiers in the back have also entered the city because of the arrival of this huge horse team. The bayanhot city was a noisy place, and the horses were sizzling and roaring everywhere.
"Stop! Stop now!" Labri yelled in front of him: "Sheng Dan, what's going on? Why don't you control your war horses. Let them run wild in Bayanhot ?! What's wrong I ask you something. "
Labrie was angry when he did not know when he had come down from the city. While yelling, he twitched the ropes and slinged around the neck of the galloping war horse. There were dozens of cavalry behind him. He also learned how to sling around, and these Turks were born riders. The method of taming the battlefield is superb, and the ropes are set one by one. In a few moments, five or six running horses were caught. The warhorse was wrapped around the neck by a rope, hooves slammed, his front legs straight, hissing in the sky, but he could no longer run.
Dahua generals escorting the horses have already entered the city. There are thousands of people. To prevent Turks from being suspicious, the rest of the soldiers were lurking several miles away. Waiting for the signal ahead. Seeing the Hu people slowly closing the gate, Lin Wanrong winked at Li Wuling. Little Plum nodded willingly, reducing the speed of the battlefield. Hesitated for a few moments and led hundreds of horses at the end. Not far from the gate.
The warhorse galloped. Labrie and his warriors moved quickly. Dozens of war horses have been tamed around him, Lin Wanrong's eyes are shining, he couldn't help but hesitated: "This name Ladi seems to be a master of arrogance, Brother Hu. Can you think of a way to lead this Labri come--"
He laid it flat on his neck and made a fierce gesture. Gao Emirates' eyes suddenly brightened, and he wiped and wiped the big knife on the bottom of his boots. Drool is dripping.
"Good." Hu Bugui suppressed his excitement. Pretend to be angry. Shouted at Labree in the distance: "Zhongzamunini grass pick! Rabri. This is all good for you, the bitch. Lao Tzu has thousands of horses running away from Wang Ting. Here, I ran for so many days before I arrived in Bayanhaote, but you closed the gates. Keep all the war horses out of the city, and there is no supply of drinking forage. If they are not crazy, that is a strange thing! I must ask Khan reported the matter, beheaded you and your tribe, men, and all your women rushed to sleep. "
In the steppe tribe. Robbing women and insulting clans is the worst curse. It is the stigma that can only be washed with blood, and Hu Buhui scolded him for this. It was a tearing of his face. The face of Labrie flashed dark green, and the iron rod in his hand was mentioned. The wind ran over. Howl howl. Resounded through the city of the steppe: "In the name of the warrior, Shengdan hybrid, I will pull your human skin alive."
Rabri's body was like a storm in anger. His Majesty's steeds were extremely powerful, and with a long hiss, he split a path among ten thousand warhorses. Running retrograde, the blue fierce eyes were clearly visible.
It is not necessary that Lin Wanrong ordered. The high chief has been flexing his muscles. Eyes fixed on the running Labrie. Li Wuling and hundreds of knights drew closer and closer, slowly approaching several Turkmen who were closing the gates.
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Labrie is getting closer and closer, fifty feet, forty feet. ... Even the felt hat on his head looked so clear, Lin Wanrong clenched his sword in his hand. The sweat was soaked in the palm of the palm, and the atmosphere in the air was tense as if it could explode at any time.
"Cary! (Wrong!)" Several violent drinks suddenly came from behind the horse team, accompanied by a terrible scream: "Lu Li Meissar (Dahua Cavalry)-"
Lin Wanrong turned and looked. It turned out that Li Wuling and others were approaching the city gate . The distance was too close, and the Turks in the defending city spotted it, and Little Plum snarled. Going to the Hu Ren who defended the city with thunder, the blood splattered, and the Hu Ren who found the mysterious place was chopped under the horse.
It's too late. Labri was already hearing the warning sound while he was running. He yanked the reins, the Turkic horse stood upright and hissed.
"Lu Li Meissa (Dahua cavalry)-cross suffering (damn)!" Labrie roared. At the same time when he stood up, he immediately threw out a mace iron rod, which was fierce and ill. Like a thunderbolt. With whistling wind. Headed straight to Lin Wanrong's face.
"Brother Lin be careful!" Chief Gao shouted, the knife in his hand was fiercely chopped, and banged loudly. The knife and rod struck, shining a few brilliant sparks. Almost to spray on Lin Xiaorong's face.
The iron rod fell to the ground, but the high chief's sword was smashed into a big gap, his arm was numb, and he couldn't help but startled: "This is a great force!"
"Yes, Lao Tzu is your grandfather Lin from Dahua!" Seeing that Xingzang had been spotted, Lin Wanrong brushed his head and threw his felt hat on the ground and threw it on the ground. He was roaring aggressively, his voice was extremely tragic: "Dahua is a shame for centuries. Only the blood of the Hu people can be washed away! My fierce brothers, for our parents Qin Er, for our brothers and sisters, rush me-kill the Turks! "
His eyes were red, and he danced brightly with silver swords. His Majesty's horse is like a galloping meteor. He rushed out, that speed. Even the high chiefs were not as good as the Dahua soldiers. Brush off the felt hat from your head. Shows yellow-skinned, black-haired, square faces.
"Kill the Turks!" It's a bright slogan like never before. The representative place is the determination and courage of Dahuadi. It is also the first roar of Dahua's weak century. On this battlefield of blood and fire. This howl ignited the blood and passion of all the soldiers, and they roared into the sky, urging the horse. Wield the sword. Following Lin Wanrong, it seemed like a rapid torrent. Go straight to kill.
The endless shouting and killing suddenly made tens of thousands of war horses crazy. Turkic Malaysia screamed in the sky, and ran on all sides, like a scattered cloud flying over the ground. Spreading in the city of Bayanhot, the tent fell when they passed by. Debris flew, and Turkic soldiers evaded slightly more slowly. Will be trampled under the hoof by Wan Ma.
Dahua cavalry penetrated the grassland and attacked Chengna B. This was never the case. This has hit the Turks psychologically. Far better than physiology. Many Turkic soldiers were submerged under the horse's hoof without even knowing who was coming, and Bayanhot immediately 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 opened again, waiting for the latent reinforcements outside the city to arrive. The Hu people obviously realized the importance of the city gates. Once Dahua lurks in the city, Bayanhot will undoubtedly break. Narabri turned his horse's head sharply across the gate. With a sword in his hand, he screamed angrily, "Arrow!"
Hundreds of arrows flew like locusts. Fired towards the city gate. Dahua generals in the city gate are being pushed nowhere. The screams rang one after another, and more than a dozen soldiers fell sharply in their arrows.
"Kill this with me-" I saw my brothers fall down one by one. Lin Xiaorong was so angry. The trombone sounded. After dialing the horse's head, he rushed to the city.
He looks sturdy. Just like a god's help, a fast horse stands in front. The sword in his hand flickered left and right, and when he encountered the Turkic people, he slashed with a slash. Blood stained the jersey. Speaking of the fierce and fierce means, it was better than the Turks.
Seeing the Dahua cavalry attacking the city along the slope, the rain of arrowheads suddenly burst into the sky, densely like a broken horse honeycomb, and the humming arrow sounds passed in Lin Wanrong's ears. Several even flew past his scalp. Hu Ren is good at riding and shooting, this Turkic bow seems simple, but it is strong. The arrow was fierce, this round of arrow rain suddenly pressed Lin Wanrong and could not lift his head. The offensive was also frustrated.
Lin Wanrong left to right. Split a few cold arrows. Seeing the tragic brothers at the city gate, he immediately roared: "High chief, Hu not return. Come with me!"
Lao Gao and Hu Bugui split a few arrows. In response, the three joined forces. The knife in his hand was waving imperviously. Sprinting towards the head of the city, the soldiers also red eyes.嗷嗷 roared and followed closely behind the coach. An endless arrow rain hits them. The soldiers fell silently, but no one spoke out.
The horseshoes shook the mountain, and the dust rose. The Dahua soldiers lurking in the outer area finally responded, and in a blink of an eye they ran to the city. Yellow-skinned black hair is clearly visible.
Looking at the surging Dahua Chinese horse. Labrie was also anxious, waved a hand toward the gate, roared a few times, and looked fiercely. All Turkic archers. Immediately turned the direction, countless arrows and howls. Go straight to the city gate where Li Wuling and others are located.
The arrow rain oppressing overhead disappeared magically, Lin Wanrong glanced into the distance. Suddenly my heart broke.
The youngest Li Wuling roared, his voice was slightly immature, but that firm and proud confidence went straight to the sky: "泱泱 华夏. Qi Chier.
Are you afraid? I am dead. My heart will never die! Call your brothers. Go with me, go with me! Go with me! "
Li Wuling shouted, squeezed his fist, and ran straight to the city gate.
"Go with me! Go with me!" Hundreds of roars roared. Flesh and blood stood upright, and turned a blind eye to the flying arrow rain. Centered by Li Wuling. Hundreds of generals worked together. Inch by inch. Slowly push the heavy gate.
Let the countless Turkic people tremble in the sight!
"嗤-嗤-" Far away. Then they could hear the sound of arrows sticking through the chests of the warriors, and arrows slamming through them. He even hung the soldiers directly on the gates, smashing blood. Flowing down their chests. Some soldiers were long dead, but none of them would fall.
Hundreds of good men opened their eyes. Roared shouting. The voice was getting lower and lower. More and more dull, their pace is getting slower and slower. Until there was no sound at all, the battlefield was silent.
Countless arrow shots. I don't know how many arrows were consumed. Turkic people's arms were paralyzed.
More than a hundred soldiers standing upright were pierced by Wan Jian. Looking from a distance, it looks like a beautiful wolf flower blooming on the grassland gate.
The heavy city gates are still pushing silently, slowly moving forward, opening ,,,,,,.
All Turks were stunned, even if they claimed to be the bravest warriors on the prairie. But no one can believe the truth in front of them, who are they ?! They are not afraid of death, what are they afraid of!
This frightened countless enemies. Only Chinese with yellow skin and black hair. Can do it!
"Hu dogs on the dog day. I you eight generations of ancestors! Kill. Kill. Kill—" On the battlefield silently, a cry of blood wailed. Seems so monotonous. So tearing the heart. Everyone was on the spot.
I do not know where to kill the person. Ripped open his robes. Blood and tears developed in both eyes. His face was hot, and his body was red. It looks like a wild wolf in estrus, throwing everyone away, holding a long knife. Lonely into the Hu Rendu.
"General Lin--"
"Brother Lin--"
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"Kill the Turks--" The old tears crisscrossed. Rushing madly towards the tower.
"Kill the Turks—" At this moment, life and death are already out of the body, and the tears of the great warriors who have witnessed this scene of life have already flown in, and they burst into the air with incomparably murderous and boundless combat power, attacking the city like a beast. head.
Hundreds of cheeks kept appearing in front of his eyes, and Lin Wanrong couldn't remember anything. The blood was boiling like boiling oil, with a feeling of bursting.
"Dangdang". The blades intersect. Make a string of incredibly colorful sparks. Lin Wanrong was expressionless, silent in his eyes, slowly throwing away the long knife in his hand.
Then came Labree. The pupil is instantly enlarged. The long knife trembled over his head. A pale, neat bloodline appeared on the forehead of the Turkic warrior. Start slowly. The dripping blood slowly flowed, and mace fell to the ground with a bang. Neatly cut into two from the middle.