Chapter 185: The whole army is full of ink

Xiao Puwen was furious when he saw it, and was excited because his subordinates attacked the Bubu camp. He waved his sword and shouted loudly, ordering his subordinates to attack from that place and kill all the Bubu!

Under the command of the Liao generals, the Liao soldiers ran on their horses and ran towards the passage with arrows falling from their heads.

But that passage was originally reserved by Hua Lie's subordinates when digging a trap. They could only ride dozens of horses side by side, which was not too wide. A large number of Liao troops rushed over, and immediately someone stepped on the wrong place and fell into the trap. They were stabbed by the pointed wooden stake inside and covered in blood.

The Liao soldiers behind saw the fate of their companions, but they had no time to get off the horse and save him. They could only run carefully, avoid the exposed traps, and run forward with their comrades in front.

But in the crowded area, Liao soldiers often couldn't hold back their war horses, and were hit by their companions' horses, and they couldn't help but fall into the trap. During the fall, they screamed in despair.

And on their heads, arrow rain filled the sky and kept pouring down. In the camp, two thousand tribes were desperately pulling their bows and firing arrows, turning this passage into a path of death covered by arrow rain.

The Liao soldiers galloped on this passage, listening to the sound of arrows breaking through the air and making their ears. At any time, their companions were caught in arrows and fell down. The screams were shaking the sky and earth. They couldn't help but be brave, but they didn't dare to disobey the military orders. They could only run wildly, hoping to rush through this section of the way and break into the camp that blocked the Bu people, and they would have a way out.

But the long passage became narrower and narrower as it went forward. When it came to the front of the fence, it could only run a few horses side by side. The Liao soldiers galloping behind were often squeezed into deep traps on both sides by their companions, pierced by inverted pointed wooden stakes, and died in pain.

The Liao soldiers who rushed to the back of the first wooden fence had to face the large number of arrows shot from the nearest distance, which was impossible to avoid. In addition, a large number of troops raised sharp spears and stabbed them hard, making them die tragically under the sharp arrows and spears. No one could successfully break into the camp without being killed.

Behind the battlefield, Xiao Puwen was already sweating and his eyes were bursting. Five thousand cavalrymen were quickly shot and killed by the enemy as if they were swallowed by a big mouth. However, in a short time, most of them were lost, and the number of casualties exceeded 2,000. If Yelu Honggu knew about such losses, he would probably behead him on the spot!

After hesitating for a moment, seeing the number of casualties and injuries increasing, and the enemy camp was still far from being able to break through, Xiao Puwen dared not drive his subordinates to attack, so he could only grit his teeth and roar: "Get off the troops, stop the troops! Retreat immediately, don't attack again!"

In front of him, the Liao soldiers stopped quickly and stopped running forward. However, the Liao soldiers who had already reached the coverage of the enemy's arrow rain had no time to escape. They could only watch the arrow rain fall in fear, shooting themselves and their companions around them through their bodies, falling to the ground in pain, struggling and twitching to death.

Suddenly, the sound of trumpets sounded as if the sound of horse hooves came from behind the Liao army. It gradually became louder and louder, as if thousands of troops were running wildly together.

Xiao Puwen turned his horse's head and looked at the hills covered with grass in the distance and the large group of people running out from behind the hills. His blood-stained eyes shot out of fear and despair.

Just because he underestimated the enemy, he ended up like this. Even if he could escape today, he would definitely be beheaded by Yelu Honggu to publicly punish his defeat!

Luo Dacheng took the lead and led tens of thousands of troops to gallop on the grassland, rushing forward like a rolling iron stream, looking at the already messy enemy, with a cruel sneer in his eyes.

He led tens of elite soldiers to guard behind the hills, just to wait for the enemy's aura to be frustrated and the army was in chaos, and then rushed out and gave the enemy a fatal blow!

Beside him, in addition to the few generals who had always relied on, there were also Baidela, who had a rough face and a newly enlisted tribe chief.

This camp was originally where the Baidela tribe lived. It was only because the Khitan army was forced to force each other and had no choice but to surrender to the powerful Hualie tribe. He hated these Liao soldiers even more. Now, following the order of Luo Dacheng, he led 2,000 tribes to fight together. All the tribes ran angrily and vowed to kill all these enemies as a reward for their delusion to destroy their tribe!

The army in the wild was rolling, and the horses were about to shoot arrows. Before they could get close to the Liao army, they had already shot the rain of arrows at the enemy. The screams were heard. Large areas of Liao soldiers were shot with sharp arrows and fell on the grassland with their men and horses. The already chaotic formation was even more in chaos.

Beside Xiao Puwen, there were only about 2,000 cavalry left. Looking at the wild enemy soldiers who were rushing towards him, Xiao Puwen could only roar in despair, and turned around and shouted to the messenger: "Send someone back to report the message, just say that we are all dead here!"

After saying that, Xiao Puwen tried his best to unite the Liao soldiers around him, shouted and rushed towards the enemies who were rushing towards them!

Looking at the enemy roaring in despair, Luo Dacheng sneered indifferently, took off the strong bow from the horse's neck and pulled it into the shape of a full moon. The cold light flashed at the tip of the arrow. At the Liao general who was in the middle of the queue, he let go slightly, and a whooshed arrow sounded through the air, and shot towards the Liao general like a meteor!

Xiao Puwen ran wildly on the horse, and felt the wind blowing in his face. He heard a harsh whistling sound in his ears. He raised his eyes and happened to see the prairie Khan in the distance, leading his army to rush forward, holding a long bow in his hand, looking at himself coldly, with a cruel sneer on his lips.

The sharp arrow shot at the speed, making Xiao Puwen unable to dodge. With a puff sound, the tip of the arrow suddenly penetrated into his throat, smashing the Adam's apple, and blood burst out. Xiao Puwen could not even scream, but only a slight groan in his nose, feeling the tip of the arrow hit the cervical vertebra, and a thunderous sound in his head, and the vertebrae had been shot. The tip of the arrow suddenly burst out from the back of his neck, spraying the shrill blood beads into the wind.

Xiao Puwen fell to the sky, raised his eyes, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, floating past in front of him. His heavy body fell on the grassland with a bang. The war horse under his crotch screamed miserably, and ran away with great strides. Only his body was lying on the grass, trampled by countless iron hooves of the people. In an instant, his flesh and blood turned into mud and inside the soil of the grassland.

The main general was shot by the enemy Khan with an arrow. The Liao soldiers were panicked. The wild enemy soldiers were even more unstoppable. They could only watch them hold up their steel knives and rush into their own queue fiercely!

The Zubu army, who was running wildly, rushed towards the Liao army ahead like a rolling iron stream, and instantly rushed them into chaos and collapsed.

The rough and brave soldiers of Bu Shu waved their sharp steel knives and slashed their bodies hard on the Liao soldiers, tearing their flesh and blood, spraying them all over the sky, and the bodies fell heavily on the grassland, and were stepped by countless war horses on both sides, shattering their flesh and blood, dyeing them all over Qingyuan.

Screams rang out throughout the field, and the Liao soldiers were sprinted by a large number of cavalry running around in the field, wielding steel knives on their bodies. Even if they resisted desperately, they could not resist the steady stream of galloping enemies. They fell off their horses and were trampled by iron hooves on their bodies. The death was terrible.

Behind them, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were also leading a large number of archers, crossing the wooden railing, carefully stepping on the ground without traps, shooting arrows all over the sky towards the enemies in front of them and in the distance, and shooting them and their men and horses to the ground.

The remaining more than 2,000 Liao soldiers were quickly defeated under the attack on both sides. Tens of thousands of Zubu cavalry roared like a wind, completely submerging them. With their superior forces, they fiercely cut and killed the besieged enemies to death.

The Liao soldiers shouted in panic and angrily, fleeing to all sides, avoiding the pursuit of powerful enemies. However, after long-term cycling and fighting, their strength had been weakened, and the war horses of the Hualie cavalry rested for a long time. Now it was the time to be full of energy. Under the control of the cavalry, they ran quickly, chased from behind, and cut off the Liao soldiers one by one.

In the distance, teams of cavalry appeared in all directions and surrounded the battlefield.

Although the riders on the horse were worn out and scattered, their appearance was very rough and fierce. Looking at the fleeing Liao soldiers, all of them were shining in their eyes, and wild murderous aura emanated from their bodies, and their eyes of anger, excitement and greed shot out from their eyes.

These soldiers were all small and medium-sized tribes that were all aligned with the Hualie tribe. After receiving letters sent by Luo Dacheng, they all raised their troops to help. Luo Dacheng did not ask them to take the lead, but only asked them to chase and kill the dispersed enemy soldiers. I believe they were willing to do these things to get more spoils.

The Liao soldiers ran around in panic and ran across the grassland, but met countless more barbaric enemies, shouting and riding their horses, raising the bows and arrows they used to use on the grassland every day, and shot the Liao soldiers down one after another.

The Liao soldiers shouted angrily and rushed up to the enemy to fight desperately, but were surrounded by these powerful slogans, slashed over them with swords and guns, chopping them up, and splashing their bodies and spraying blood on the horse's back.

Behind the Liao soldiers, the soldiers of Hualie's troops also rushed over and attacked on both sides, allowing the resistance of the Liao soldiers to easily crush them.

The soldiers of various tribes brought by Luo Dacheng were chasing the fleeing Liao soldiers everywhere until the sound of fighting gradually weakened, while the soldiers were still chasing them tirelessly. They had to completely follow Hua Liehan's orders and kill all the Liao soldiers, and they could not leave one person back to report the news!

Near the camp, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu had already brought their own soldiers to clean up the battlefield and rearranged the traps, trying to make people unable to see any abnormalities on the surface.
Chapter completed!