Chapter 668: Snowstorm and Cold Blade (20)

Luo Weiran was lying in the snow nest, the slightest chill penetrated through the armor, penetrated the cotton clothes, and penetrated into the close-fitting cashmere vest. He felt that his whole body was about to freeze. He wore gloves on his hands, but his fingers still felt stiff. He couldn't help but They kept curling their fingers and activating their blood vessels. They had been lying in wait in this snow nest for half a day. (Baidu search updates are the fastest and most stable)

The sky was extremely gloomy, and although it didn't snow anymore, the wind was blowing hard.

"Commander, take a sip!" The soldier handed over a skin bag with spirits inside. This time when he came out, Yan Peng also spent all his money to collect all the spirits in Tongwan City. Each soldier was given a small bag to use. They came to resist the severe cold. When they came out, they didn't ask whether reinforcements would be sent. When reinforcements were sent, they could only wait passively.

Yan Qi will never sit back and watch Moyanduo be attacked, he will definitely send troops to respond. Luo Weiran cheered up in his heart. Lifting the skin bag and taking a small sip, a thread of fire flowed down from the throat, a flame rose up in the lower abdomen, and warmth burst out from there. Got some sense.

Putting the wine bag on the snow in front of him, Luo Weiran curled up his legs and rubbed the muscles on his legs vigorously with his hands. Isn't it like He Lanyan? Mo Yanduo originally had tens of thousands of cavalry, and when he attacked the village near Dubo Village, the casualties should be considerable, but He Lanyan only had more than 4,000 cavalry in his hands. Even though this battle was a surprise attack, I'm afraid it wouldn't be easy. In this direction, Yan Qi either didn't come, or the one who came definitely wasn't a small force. How long would it take to hold on until He Lanyan came to help? One day, or two days?

He was really unsure.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at the skin bag placed in front of him, but suddenly froze. The wine in the skin bag seemed to be shaken and was flowing erratically. His body trembled slightly, and he suddenly lay down and pressed his ears tightly against it. On top of the snow. After a moment, he raised his head with joy on his face and said, "Here he comes, he comes! Notice, get ready to fight!"

The soldiers also got out of their nests with excitement on their faces and trotted towards the wings.

For soldiers, fighting is not a terrible thing, but the waiting before the war is terrible.

On both wings, all the crossbowmen carefully took out the bow strings that were still warm from their arms, and put them on the crossbows and arm crossbows. In this terrible weather, if you don't take good care of the bowstring, it will be useless in just a day or two.

The bow strings were tightened, and the crossbows were strung up one after another. The crossbows with cold light poked out their ferocious faces from the snow, aiming at the road in the distance.

More arms are loaded with arrows, and then placed at the feet of the soldiers. Each soldier has at least two arm-shaped crossbows. Fifty crossbows, in order to equip their army to fight out of the city, Yan Peng spent all his money. If a Donghu army suddenly launched an attack on Tongwan City at this time. The long-range strikes on Huitongwan City were a complete mess, almost non-existent.

In sight, there were dark cavalry, and they seemed to be very contentious. The war horses were dragged into a long snake formation and were galloping on the snow, with countless horse hooves raising snow powder. A rolling snow dragon formed behind them.

"It's Murong Kun!" Luo Weiran said coldly. One of the most important generals around Yan Qi didn't expect that he would lead the troops to help. Looking at the lines of cavalry behind him, Luo Weiran also felt a little cold. Damn it, there are at least tens of thousands of horsemen, thousands of horsemen, endless, tens of thousands of horsemen, continuous from sky to earth, there are only more than five thousand cavalry here The pawns have to face tens of thousands of cavalry. This is something that cannot even be thought about.

"Command the two wings to follow my orders and intercept the center. The forward troops will be handed over to the phalanx. I will focus on the two sides to attack their center and shoot all the arrows in their hands before they are allowed to retreat behind the phalanx to form a second echelon." Luo Weiran said deeply. He took a deep breath, raised his long bow, and picked up a specially made arrow from his side.

The Donghu cavalry were not at all wary of whether there was an ambush here. In fact, in their eyes, this place was not much different from other places. The only thing was that there were more undulating hills here. But in their eyes, this place was different from the thoroughfare. There is not much difference. The war horse rolls wildly and nimbly travels between the hills. Luo Weiran's eyes became colder and colder. Just when the enemy's forward was infinitely close to the bottom of his U-shaped ambush and the middle section had completely entered the ambush, he stood up suddenly, drew his bow and nocked an arrow, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound. The chirping machine that gave the order flew straight into the sky.

Murong Kun was in the middle of the army. When he heard the sharp sound of war, he was shocked. He reined up his horse, and the horse stood up with a long neigh. Then, he saw huge giants coming from both sides of the army in the distance. Crossbow arrows spurted out from the snow, like death snake scythes from hell, and pounced on his team.

Just by glancing at it, he was a little scared. The first wave of crossbows coming from the left and right probably numbered no less than two hundred.

When Murong Kun attacked the Liaoning Guard before, he had seen so many crossbows being shot down from the Liaoning Guard. He had never thought that in a field battle in the wilderness, there would be so many crossbows. Encountering so many crossbows, he yelled, fell off his horse, and hid behind the horse.

The crossbows that attacked from both sides mercilessly tore through the cavalry's body. No matter whether it was a man or a horse, they would be crushed to pieces if they were hit by a crossbow head-on. There were constant screams in his ears, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was a ball. Murong Kun looked up in shock and anger, and saw that his central army flag had also slowly fallen down.

The formation was too dense. In the absence of any defense, the loss of this wave of crossbows was too much to bear. The middle section of the entire cavalry team was completely messed up.

But this was not the end. After the crossbows, the crossbow arrows like locusts rose from the snow again with a sound of rustling, and shot at the Donghu cavalry in the middle section.

Sudden attack, the Donghu cavalry panicked to the extreme, especially the fall of the central army flag, which made them a little scared. The surviving cavalry in the middle section rode their horses and rushed to the place where the ** crossbow flew out. The ** crossbow had a slow firing speed, which was well known. Before the enemy could load the second one, they still had enough to rush to the ambush.

But what greeted them was a black mass of arm-drawn crossbows.

Before Murong Kun shouted "no", he saw the cavalry who rushed out fell from their horses in an orderly manner like dumplings, and the white snow was instantly bright red.

The middle section was attacked, and the vanguard troops were also in chaos. The front 2,000 cavalrymen reined in their horses at the same time, and the rear team had turned their horses around and prepared to return for help.

At this moment, the second whistling arrow sounded, and a loud bang came from the front, like a ghost in the wind, the snow was shaking, and thousands of people still covered with thick clothes stood up from the snow. Under the eyes of the Donghu cavalry, they erected huge shields, and long spears stretched out from behind the shields, layer by layer, like a monster covered with barbs. In the thunderous drum sound, they shouted and advanced three steps forward, and then another drum sounded, and they shouted again and advanced three steps forward.

This is Luo Weiran's 3,000 infantry phalanx. With heavy drum beats, they slowly and firmly pressed towards the battlefield.

The Donghu vanguard general Biton made a correct decision at this time. He did not turn back to rescue the cavalry in the middle section, but rushed firmly to the infantry phalanx in front. The generals of the rear team were not as wise as him. They desperately drove their troops to rush to the middle section, which made the already chaotic middle section even more chaotic.

Murong Kun was so angry that he just wanted to curse, but unfortunately, at this time, his central army flag fell down, and the trumpeters around him fell down. His military orders could not be passed on for a while on this chaotic battlefield. He watched helplessly as the second crossbow arrows of the ambush soldiers extended their range and flew towards the troops behind.

"Raise my general flag!" He roared and stood up from behind the dead warhorse, roaring loudly.

Several Donghu soldiers lifted Murong Kun's general flag, which had been broken in half, and made it flutter in the wind again. This trick really worked. The chaotic Donghu people calmed down greatly because Murong Kun's general flag was raised again.

"Those who are still alive in the middle, split up and attack the two sides, attack their crossbowmen. The troops in the back, immediately go around and attack their backs, kill all these bastards!" Murong Kun roared, looking at the corpses of the troops scattered all over the snow, his heart was bleeding, I'm afraid that just these few waves of attacks, nearly two thousand people under his command fell.

General Yan Qi miscalculated, Yan Peng of Tongwan City did not attack Mo Yanduo of Dubo, but ambushed the support army halfway. In other words, the enemy's generals set this trap, and General Yan Qi stepped into it unconsciously.

At this time, he was very panicked, but he still had to pretend that nothing had happened and he had a plan in mind. Through the previous few rounds of attacks, he had roughly judged that the enemy's strength was at most five or six thousand people. With five or six thousand infantrymen fighting against tens of thousands of cavalry, this was not a symmetrical war, but the other party still launched the attack fearlessly, which only meant that the other party was sure to stay here. What did the other party rely on?

Murong Kun thought of the cavalry of Helan Yan that had been wandering outside and that his own army had not caught their trail.

It must be that cavalry. Murong Kun felt a chill down his spine. Stabilize the situation, force the archers on both wings to retreat, meet the vanguard soldiers, and retreat immediately.

But the consequence of doing so is that the control of the east coast is completely handed over to the East Expedition Army. The logistics and supplies from Ningyuan and Jingyuan can no longer be delivered to the army. Murong Chui dared not imagine that there are still 30,000 cavalry and more than 10,000 infantry under the vanguard city at this time. Once the support of the absenteeism is lost, it will be the same end. People can still endure hunger, but what about horses? As long as they starve for a day, these war horses will lose their combat effectiveness. (To be continued...)