Chapter 131: Failure

At this time, on the wall of the village, although Chonggu was commanding the alliance army to fight bravely with the Liao army, he was already a little panicked.

After all, he was old and no longer had the urge to be desperate when he was young. It was the first time he was commanding such a large-scale battle, which was quite powerful and unsatisfied.

Seeing the enemy's continuous rushing into his camp, he could only complain secretly and desperately ordered the troops of various tribes to come forward to resist. In any case, the enemy could not drive his side out of the camp.

Although the soldiers of various tribes were brave and tenacious, they were willing to go forward to fight, but the enemy was well-equipped and well-trained, they still rushed them back step by step. The land in the camp was gradually taken away by the Khitans.

At this time, standing in the camp, I suddenly saw Luo Dacheng leading his army back from afar. I couldn't help but feel happy. I immediately felt relied on it and ordered the side door to open the side door so that some small tribal coalition forces who were not as good as the ones to participate in the war would go out through the side door and accept Luo Dacheng's command.

Because of the crowded front, the soldiers of the small tribe could not squeeze in, and had been anxious. Now, as soon as the side door opened, they rushed out of the horse and gathered beside Luo Dacheng, shouting with high fighting spirit, hoping to join him.

Luo Dacheng urgently ordered the coalition forces of various tribes to line up, and saw that the battle was in full swing at the main gate. He was afraid that the Bubun inside would not last long, so he hurriedly led the five or six thousand Bubun cavalry who had already arranged the team and rushed towards the main gate.

The leaders of those small tribes had already been instructed by him to follow him and only shoot arrows at the Liao army, and not to come forward at will. Although they didn't know his intentions, they had heard of Luo Dacheng's outstanding achievements, and they even saw Luo Dacheng defeating the most famous warriors among the archways in the camp. Now, in a hurry, I heard the soldiers who returned from the expedition that Kelu City was captured by him in one fell swoop, and I couldn't help but feel even more admiration in my heart. Now I listened to his orders, I didn't think there was anything wrong.

Thousands of cavalry rushed towards the main gate of the camp. Seeing the rear team of the Liao army in front from afar, Luo Dazhi immediately led the brigade, walked around from behind, took a bow and arrow, and shot arrows into the enemy.

He shot arrows in his hand and aimed at the Khitans wearing armor. He shot away a sharp arrow, which immediately caused the Liao generals to fall off the horse.

As soon as he ran over, he had already sorted out the Liao generals he saw. Now, it will be done again, and most of the Liao generals on the outside of the rear team were shot and killed. The Liao soldiers fell into a state of panic and were at a loss for a moment.

The soldiers of the Zubu tribe who were galloping behind also followed suit and shot arrows far away at the enemy's rear team. Under the vast rain of arrows, a large number of Liao soldiers fell from their horses, or fell from their war horses, and the sound of people shouting and neighing, causing the Liao army's rear team to gradually become chaotic.

When this Liao army, which had been attacked by several waves of arrows, was already seriously damaged. More than 2,000 Liao soldiers lost their war horses, or fell to the ground, and could no longer fight like cavalry.

Luo Dacheng led thousands of cavalry behind him to reorganize on the grassland in the distance, rushing back, and pouring another wave of arrow rain onto the Liao army's large army.

This time the arrow rain covered the attack even more violently. The soldiers of all tribes began to gradually become familiar with Luo Dacheng's tactics. The arrows fell far into the enemy's army and injured countless war horses. Their arrow rain covered the arrow rain not only had one attack.

Under the rain of arrows, the Liao army in the rear team suffered heavy losses. Luo Dacheng was working hard and continued to work hard, but he saw a Liao army split from the rear team and galloping towards him.

Luo Dacheng's heart moved and immediately ordered all tribes not to come forward at will. He led his army to gallop forward, follow the outside of the camp, and headed towards the side door.

When he rode his horse to the near gate, the tribe in the back team had already had two small tribes troops caught up by the Liao army.

This Liao army originally had more than 5,000 people. Under the leadership of a senior Liao general, they rode their horses and finally caught up with the Bu people in front of them. They immediately vented their anger. They waved their steel knife hard and slashed them heavily on the Bu people, chopping them off their horses, and then continued to rush forward to chase and kill the Bu people in front of them.

The two shubu tribes naturally could not sit still and wait for death. The chiefs roared loudly, and their subordinates stopped running, rushed forward, and slashed at the Liao soldiers with swords.

In an instant, the two armies fell into a melee, and the Liao soldiers were well-equipped and wearing armor, so they naturally had to gain an advantage, forcing the soldiers of the two tribes to retreat step by step. Many of the silencers were cut off from the horse by the enemy and stained Qingyuan with blood.

Suddenly, the howling sound of bowstrings shook the sky. Large pieces of arrows crossed the sky and landed far into the Liao army's formation. The Liao soldiers who were crowding forward and preparing to fight were suddenly attacked by arrows and rain. Countless war horses screamed and fell on the grassland, and the formation suddenly became even more chaotic.

Luo Dacheng led a large number of subordinates to rush from afar and continuously fired arrows towards the thousands of Liao troops. Nearly 10,000 sharp arrows fell across the sky, causing the sound of howling wind, which was terrifying.

Under the constant attack of arrow rain, the Liao army quickly collapsed. Countless Liao soldiers and their horses fell to the ground, screaming continuously, but were led by Luo Dacheng and countless people who stopped thrusting them around. The arrow rain kept falling on their heads until they were shot and killed.

At this time, the battle was even more intense in the camp. Yelu Huage was invincible and led his army to attack the center of the camp, while the silencers in front of him were still coming in a steady stream, struggling to resist the fierce attacks of the Liao army and prevent them from moving forward.

Brother Yelu Hua was gritting his teeth and fighting hard. Suddenly, he heard the loud noise coming from behind. He was surprised and swung his sword to cut off the head of a cavalryman who blocked the Bu, pulled his horse back into the formation, and asked the messenger beside him what had happened.

A Liao soldier ran past the back, his face full of panic, and shouted loudly: "King, there are enemies attacking behind him! There are tens of thousands of people who stop the Buju are shooting arrows at our army's rear team!"

Brother Yelu Hua was shocked when he heard the sound. He just heard that there were thousands of slogans attacking his back team, so he ordered five thousand cavalry to chase them. Why are they now tens of thousands of slogans attacking them?

At this time, the army of Zubu running on the grassland had indeed reached the scale of tens of thousands. Luo Dacheng led this army of various tribes, galloping on horseback, and constantly shooting arrows, causing continuous blows to fall into the enemy's army.

Ten thousand people shot arrows at the same time, and the momentum was so great that it was shocking. Even though many people failed to hit the shot, nearly a thousand Liao soldiers or war horses were injured in arrows, constantly weakening the strength of the Liao army.

Occasionally, a small group of Liao troops rushed out and wanted to fight with the enemy with real swords and guns, but before they could reach the enemy, most of them were shot and killed by arrows. The remaining Liao soldiers rushed into the team of Zubu, and they could only be besieged and chopped.

In the center of the camp of the Bubu people, Yelu Huage heard such a report and couldn't help but complain. The number of Bubu people seen before him was getting smaller and smaller, and he just thought they were afraid of escaping from the back door. Unexpectedly, these stupid and barbaric Bubu people knew how to detour from behind and attack their back team!

Hearing the loss report from his subordinates and the deafening screams coming from afar, Yelu Huage sighed inwardly, knowing that this time, it would be difficult for his army to capture the enemy camp in one fell swoop; under the attack from front and back, there would be hope of destruction!

In order to save his subordinates from being completely destroyed, Brother Yelu Hua could only grit his teeth and ordered loudly: "Retreat!"

The Liao army retreated like a tide, and the soldiers who were in front of them were relieved: the attack momentum of the Liao army was so fierce that they could not resist. If they continued to attack like this, sooner or later, the Liao army would break through the defense line and rush into the center of the camp, driving them all out of the village.

The remaining 30,000 Liao troops changed to the front team, and at the same time they ran wildly, breaking out to the rear.

Luo Dacheng led more than 10,000 troops, facing the crazy Liao soldiers who were determined to escape, but could not stop them. He could only order his subordinates to keep firing arrows and attack the Liao army as much as possible, so that their power would be consumed more here.

The rain of arrows was everywhere, and it kept shooting towards the Liao army's cavalry. At this time, Yelu Huage was determined to escape from this place as soon as possible, so as not to be completely eliminated by the enemy's attack on both sides, and had no time to entangle with them. He could only lead the army to run wildly and head towards the army's camp.

The iron cavalry in the wild ran wild with a huge momentum, which was shocking. But this was a rushing team. The Liao soldiers ran wildly, running away from panting, and the scene was miserable and sad.

Tens of thousands of cavalrymen were chasing behind the horses. Although they did not break into the enemy and fought with the enemy in hand and hand, they were constantly drawing bows and shooting arrows, shooting from the enemy's back or side, shooting a large number of enemies from the horses, causing countless war horses to fall into the army of thousands of horses.

When the Liao army approached the camp and was about to join forces with the defenders inside to fight back and fight against these enemies who were chasing each other, Luo Dacheng ordered the army to be withdrawn, barely gathered the troops of the various tribes that were killed and ran back to the west.

Although Yelu Huage was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, his subordinates had been exhausted after a long period of hard battles, and the war horses were all running out of strength. If they chased after them, they might not be able to gain any advantage. Moreover, seeing how fast the enemy was running, most of his subordinates could not catch up with them.

There was no choice but the Liao soldiers could only glar at the backs of Luo Dacheng and the others, wishing they could kill them with their eyes.
Chapter completed!