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Chapter 839 Qi Yue Wuyi (Two in One)

The night is like ink.It had snowed a few days ago, and the nights of these days should be clear, with a full moon and stars, but this day it was so dark that it made one's heart sink, and layers of thick clouds obscured the stars and moonlight. Covering it up, it was like swallowing the entire grassland in one gulp.

Gongsun Jing stood on the undulating grass slope, pressed the knife with one hand, and looked out.

In the far distance is the frontier territory of Daqin. On the undulating grassland, the tents of the Huns are densely packed into a camp. spread to extremely distant places.

This is one of the few tribes in northern Xinjiang. It was recruited by the King of Northern Huns to fight against Sima Cuo who was madly advancing the front line. Because he failed to win, the supply was affected again. The soldiers all felt homesick and their morale was already quite low, but even so , Tens of thousands of cavalry are stationed here together, like a giant beast, giving people a terrifying pressure.

Gongsun Jing was chewing grass roots, staring at the camp with his eyes. Back then when the fortunes of the six countries in the Central Plains were wiped out, an unknown number of scholars crossed to the north, and when they arrived here, they were eaten by the kings of Khan. It is not as fine as the Central Plains, but the layout of the camp at this moment has the atmosphere of Chu State in the Central Plains.

The night-time cavalry passed by the camp silently. Even if they were retreating, there was a simple watchtower on the top of the camp with a brazier on it. The Northern Hungarian archers stood at the highest point in a team of four, and the Northern Hungarian shooters with hard bows The range covered the entire camp.

The Hungarians are fond of wine, so they must shout loudly when drunk, but at the moment the whole camp is silent, no one makes a sound, except for the crackling sound of burning flames, the silence is abnormal, in Gongsun Jing's eyes, it is far worse than a group of Hungarians shouting and competing The arrival of Lux even made him feel depressed.

He spat out the chewed grass roots in his mouth with a slur.

Deliberately leaving traces along the way to make the opponent think that Qingtao Qi was exhausted and could eat it in one bite. Sure enough, in order to prevent them from fleeing out, the Northern Hungarian general opened the front line. According to what he saw, the weakest There are only about a thousand people in the place.

If there was only Shenwu Mansion, he could charge out at this moment, but Qingtao cavalry still brought more than 2000 plundered serfs, whether he could rush out in one go, even to the border of Daqin, he was not very sure.

In addition, there is the reaction speed of the Huns. If the camp moves in an instant, there will be a big problem.

Standing behind Gongsun Jing, Gu Qinghan saw for the first time the scene of raising a fire and growing into a snake, his eyelids kept twitching. Although he had killed a lot of elite Xiongnu cavalry in the past half a year, facing this tens of thousands of people Junzhen still felt his scalp numb, turned his head to look at Gongsun Jing, and said:
"What should we do? With so many people, this formation is the one-word long snake formation? There are reactions from other places, and the more than 2000 people have no ability. How can I rush over?"

"If you accidentally get entangled, you will make dumpling stuffing for someone."

Gongsun Jing pointed at the simple watchtowers from afar, and said: "The camps of the Chu State are based on the eyes on the top, let's wait for them to exchange signals once, and then secretly remove these two, and then take advantage of the next time The interval between exchanging messages, rushed out in one breath."

"Can you do it?"

Gu Qinghan took a breath, gritted his teeth, and said:
"It's already reached this threshold, if you can't do it, you have to do it!"

"Follow up!"

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In the dark and dull night, a group of thousands of people rode horses, as if they were dying, and gradually approached the Huns' camp. Gongsun Jing's eyes reflected the two fire snakes, as if two glaring flames were lit. Seeing those cavalry swaying from a distance, they just pay attention to whether there is a possibility of a military change inside, and they don't care much about the outside world.

The Huns live on horseback, and everyone who mounts a horse and picks up a scimitar is an elite light cavalry. There are tens of thousands of people here. How could they be afraid of only two or three thousand soldiers scattered, and more than 3000 of them are robbers? Looted serfs.

In the eyes of the Huns, serfs are just slaves who are slightly higher than cattle and sheep, and are not as good as war horses.There are many serfs whipped to death for a war horse every day.So in their feeling, it's just a few hundred people driving cattle and horses here, only thinking about when it will end soon.

In the eyes of their chief general, the bigger problem is how to account for the war damage when returning to King Khan.

The importance of Qingtao riding these thousands of people is not even as important as the secret struggles of several nobles under the king's account. After being beaten to collapse several times by Sima Cuo, the frontline generals did not care too much about wandering behind The thousand-man cavalry.

If they were willing to dig out the battle reports that were suppressed at the bottom and sort them out carefully, they would find that, just like Sima Cuo, it was also the tactics of the world's top famous generals.

Qing Taoqi has reached the limit distance.

The flames burning in the high brazier almost illuminated Gongsun Jing's cheeks. He quietly watched the torches on the watchtowers on both sides shake. This time, including the serfs, they were all wearing captured leather armor and holding Gongsun Jing swung down the scimitar with his right hand, and the serf protecting the inner side held the knife, his palm still trembling.

Gongsun Jing gave them knives and told them that they were not slaves, but citizens of Daqin, who were born in China.

The weapon in the outside Qingtao rider's hand was unsheathed.

Silently, the Qingtao cavalry began to charge. The horses the serfs rode were also trained war horses. They took the initiative to step forward, closely following the pace of Qingtao cavalry. The trembling became stronger, but he still held onto it tightly.

Qing Tao was finally spotted when he was three hundred steps closer to the enemy camp.

This distance was crossed in just a few short breaths. A school lieutenant rushed out of the tent with a knife in his hand. Before he could clearly see where the enemy was, Gongsun Jing was already approaching, and his horse hissed in shock. A horseshoe the size of a bowl slammed heavily on the captain's body.

With a flash of the saber in Gongsun Jing's hand, he chopped off the captain's head directly, and the blood rushed out all over his body. He was stimulated by the blood, and his evil spirit suddenly became fierce. Gongsun Jing raised the saber in his hand, pointed forward, his eyes widened, Angrily shouted: "Rush, rush out!"

The entire Qingtao Rider led the refugees to speed up.

Gongsun Jing chopped off several heads with the knife in his hand and rolled the blade, grabbed the spear and rushed forward frantically. At this time, he no longer paid attention to tactics and tactics. He fought hand-to-hand, but he was full of blood and courage. Like an arrow, it kept rushing forward.

The camp was breached by half in an instant.

The Xiongnu who were further away reacted, each with their bows and arrows. The first wave of arrows rained down on their faces. Gongsun Jing's spear flashed, stirring up many corpses, and they were pierced into hedgehogs. The Qingtao cavalry warriors also reacted , supporting the first wave of arrow rain.

But in the blink of an eye, more arrows shot over.

The sound of the horn pierced across the night sky, and the Huns in other places rushed out of their camps, some with hard bows on their backs, or horses with knives on their backs, and within a few breaths, there were rangers approaching, strangling and riding towards Qingtao, Gu Qinghan gritted his teeth and got off the horse. Leaping up, holding a sword in each hand, he rushed up, with sword energy, and one person pierced a 20-man cavalry team.

I don't know who was hit by the arrow, the horse's legs and feet went limp, and it crashed to the ground.

Qing Tao on horseback rolled over, drew out his long knife and swept across a circle, cut off several horse legs, neighed continuously, was already entangled, touched the blood on his face, and burst into tears With a sound, both hands held the knife and slashed towards the four directions.

Gongsun Jing raised his left hand, and a chain on his wrist was thrown flying.

The Qingtao cavalry grabbed the chain and was driven to fly out of the siege, but suffered serious injuries. He fell from the sky and stepped on the chest of a Huns cavalry, only to hear the sound of bones breaking. Chest collapsed, Qing Tao landed on the horse, gritted his teeth and followed the team closely.

Qingtao Qiqi was trained by the scribes, and he also considered and cooperated with the situation of placing orders.

But ordinary people do not have such martial arts and tacit understanding, and they rushed forward for a while, and several horses suddenly collapsed. Because they ran too fast, the weight of thousands of catties was thrown forward by inertia, and the people on it were men and women. , fell heavily to the ground and was surrounded by Hun infantry.

Among them was a woman who yelled loudly with a soft southern accent:

"go!"

There was a shrill sound from the team.

"Sister!"

"Go, go!"

Gongsun Jing's eyes were cold, his stern cheeks twitched fiercely, and the gun in his hand stabbed forward, piercing several Huns cavalry into a gourd. With him as the arrow, the speed of the team did not slow down at all, and they went straight forward rush away.

Someone among the Huns recognized the woman, his face froze, and then his face was full of anger. He stepped forward and grabbed the woman by the collar, cursing loudly in the Huns language, this is a slave of his tribe, appearing here at this moment, tribe He didn't dare to think about what happened, his fear turned into pain, and then he ignited his anger.

Just as he was about to draw the knife to kill the woman, his body trembled suddenly. He lowered his head and saw a short knife in the woman's hand piercing his heart. His eyes widened and he couldn't believe it. This was regarded as The serfs who were willing to beat and scold for private property dared to use a knife.

The surrounding Xiongnu infantry planned to hand over this matter to the gentry, but they did not expect to see this scene.

The woman drew out the knife and seemed to walk a few steps after her legs and feet became weak.

Looking at the pawns who fell down clutching their hearts, looking at the blood-stained knife edge, their heads are in a mess, thinking that it has been several years since they were robbed and came here, working day and night, being whipped and scolded at will, and the livestock living together.

Thinking that before the action tonight, the Qingtao rider who was about the same age as him handed her a short knife and told her that she was not a serf, but a member of Daqin, a native of the Central Plains, and her dignity had to be captured by the knife in her hand.

The Xiongnu pawns drew their knives and approached angrily, cursing the Huns in the sense of serfs.

Suddenly she clenched the dagger tightly, and with tears streaming down her face, she shouted:

"I am not a serf!"

Regardless of her disregard, the knife in her hand rushed towards the Huns who were several times her size, and the courage of the knife made those tall Huns shocked.

Too bad she really can't use a knife.

3000 people had reacted and rushed out after tens of thousands of Hungarian iron cavalry. Everyone had arrows on their leather armor. His eyes were red, and amidst the angry shouts, he rushed forward with this group of people.

The two-handed long spear kept flying the opponents in front of him. He was under the greatest pressure and faced the most opponents.

Almost all the surrounding Qingtao riders were also wounded, and they still couldn't stop drawing their swords.

Someone couldn't help looking back, and saw that all the people who fell along the road were dead, slowly fell to the ground holding the knife in their hands, and scarlet blood flowed from their bodies.

Gongsun Jing opened his eyes angrily, and shouted loudly:
"go!"

The long spear in his hand waved, blocking most of the arrows, and the Qingtao riders behind him shouted together, and the Qi machine became a dragon, speeding up, braving the arrow rain and rushing forward for a distance of several tens of feet.

If you look down from the sky, you can see the Xiongnu cavalry like a long snake, reacting quickly, but there is a prismatic black shadow that cuts through the weak point before closing the encirclement, and a team of thousands of people charged head-on There were [-] cavalry and a camp of tens of thousands of infantry.

The so-called fighting generals are angry with the three armies.

Gongsun Jing was short of breath, smoke was almost coming out of his throat, and Qibi Heli's condition was even worse, but his face was filled with indescribable disbelief and excitement, and his body was covered with sweat. Feeling the chill in northern Xinjiang at this time, I realized what I did with these people.

After wandering more than 2000 miles in the hinterland of northern Xinjiang, with [-] men capable of fighting, they protected more than [-] weak serfs. In the final blockade, more than a thousand people were beheaded.

In the eyes of Qibi Heli, who was born in the Che Shi Kingdom, this is almost impossible to achieve, and it can be called a myth. He immediately remembered that the man who created this kind of battle single-handedly said that when the Shenwu Mansion fought There are 37 generals in the battalion, and he is just the one with the worst qualifications and combat achievements.

But Qibi Heli didn't relax for too long. With the shaking of the earth, Wu Yangyang and Wu Yangyang followed closely behind the 3000 people and rushed towards them. Wearing heavy armor all over the body, the main cavalry of Northern Hungary with a man and a horse weighing more than three thousand catties.

Gongsun Jing swung his spear and shouted:
"Continue to rush forward, at most dozens of miles away, and you will be able to get close to Daqin's current city wall, go!"

Gongsun Jing's judgment was not wrong. Not only the main army followed behind, but also the elite generals of the younger generation. If it weren't for the heavy cavalry, the speed could not be increased too much, and the reaction was a little slow, and they had already caught up. A team of Qingtao cavalry and refugees.

At this time, everyone was forced to unleash their full potential, lying on the horseback, trying to speed up the mount, faster, faster, arrows flew by, and even pierced their chests. In their eyes, the armor, the dark and dark night, is tomorrow within reach. They are no longer serfs, and they can walk under the light without bowing their knees.

Gongsun Jing tried his best to recover his vitality, and it was a miraculous result to penetrate the battle line with eight hundred Qingtao cavalry to protect these people. Thousands of heavy cavalry behind him chased them out. Not without possible outcomes.

Can only fight, heavy mount, good at short-distance burst sprints, but not good at long-distance sprints.

Whoever can't stand it, who can't hold it, will fall behind and lose.

The lightness kung fu is enough to be ranked first in the three rivers and lakes. Gu Qinghan has already plundered the edge of the iron cavalry behind him for the fifth time to fight, and he would come back every time he killed a few people. In such a situation, it was almost useless, even if he could kill dozens of heads, it would be useless if thousands of people were killed.

After running for more than ten miles at a stretch, the sky has gradually turned white, and the sound of horseshoes suddenly came from the left and right. Behind the undulating grass slope, each of them rushed out of Qingqi. Get on Qingtao and ride everyone.

Then they outflanked the inside. The Xiongnu archers were skilled in equestrianism. They rode on horseback with bows and arrows. A rain of arrows rained down. Gongsun Jing grabbed the big bow hanging beside the saddle and shot many arrows into the air. Grabbing five arrows, they put them on the bow and shot them out. Immediately, three people were shot through and fell off the horse. Qing Taoqi raised his right arm, and the arm crossbow on his arm shot out the arrows.

When the two sides shot at each other, the speed did not weaken at all, and they continued to hedge. However, after three shots, they were close to the distance of hand-to-hand combat. Both sides dropped their bows and crossbows and drew their weapons to hedge. gap.

Qing Taoqi followed closely behind, widened the gap, and rushed out with everyone.

It's just that under this entanglement, the heavy cavalry behind didn't gain any horsepower, and suddenly increased their speed. Even if these healthy horses ran to death, they would bite Qing Tao's tail tightly, and the hooves were like thunder, and the remaining The Qingqi did not retreat, but gathered the team, swaying and circling on both sides.

Gongsun Jing gritted his teeth.

Among those who were looted, some people's moods began to collapse and panic. Some people told Qingtaoqi to let them go. He is no longer a soldier of the Great Qin Dynasty, but he was born in a military family, and all he has learned is to protect the country and the people.

Abandoning the powerless people for their own lives is against the training of the Great Qin military strategists to build a family.

Qing Tao continued to ride forward.

The sound of horseshoes running like thunder came from the direction of the grassy slope in front.

Sunrise in the sky, in the direction of the sunrise, a general wearing heavy armor and riding a tall horse appeared on the highest point of the grass slope, the sun was behind him, the silhouette was cast by the light, it was too dazzling to see clearly, and a large number of cavalry rushed out behind him , standing behind the general, quietly watching the Qingtao cavalry below.

Gongsun Jing's heart sank, and he was stopped at a distance of dozens of miles at most. He rode lightly from left to right, and heavy cavalry followed closely behind him. When he was about to touch hope, he was kicked hard. Kicking back into the desperate mud, the refugees behind finally couldn't restrain themselves and cried loudly.

But more people clenched the knives in their hands and gritted their teeth. Gongsun Jing took a deep breath and raised the spear in his hand. With a ferocious face, Jing shouted loudly:

"Rush, rush out!!"

The tears streaming down his back wiped away his tears and his eyes were red. Qing Tao was holding the knife tightly. Many of the refugees tore off the cloth strips to bind the handle and arms together. The sound of galloping was like thunder. The general in front of Qing Tao's cavalry swung his arms heavily, while the iron cavalry behind him galloped like thunder, charging down with the help of the height of the grassy slope.

Then it separated from both sides of Qing Taoqi like mercury pouring down the ground.

When they were separated from Qingtao Cavalry, they made deafening shouts. Holding their spears, they charged straight at the Hun heavy cavalry on the opposite side. The leader general waved his spear in his hand and said angrily:
"Green Willow, go!"

Wearing heavy armor, knights on strong horses passed by those Qingtao cavalry who had experienced many battles. A long-lost familiar feeling.

The refugees riding on Qingtao stopped their horses, unable to move forward, as if they were standing in the rushing torrent, looking at those familiar but unfamiliar faces, it felt like a dream, after running for such a long distance, finally After returning from the territory of Northern Hungary, they were able to set foot on the familiar land again. They stood on this land that still belonged to Northern Xinjiang, looking at the direction of the sunrise, tears streaming down their faces.

A series of iron cavalry rushed out from there, one after another came from the direction of Daqin, representing different generals, the banners representing different troops rolled, like clouds falling from the sky, under the flags, Daqin iron cavalry rushed Out, the sound of the horse bell was clear and loud, roaring with mighty voices.

The armies that only existed in memory passed through them and rushed into battle.

Longxiang, Hufeng, Pozhen, Changlin, Xuanjia.

Do you say no clothes?

In the same robe as the son.

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