Turbulent Times Chapter 319: Chaos and Snowstorm

Mazaha saw that a leader under his command managed to gather more than 500 people nearby, but because he didn't charge up, he only resisted for a while, and was defeated by the enemy.

Boom, boom, boom!

The blood and flesh kicked up by the horse's hooves splattered everywhere, and more than a thousand extended horizontal knives were arranged in neat rows against the necks of the horses, sending despair and fear into the panicked eyes of every pair of Tuyuhun soldiers along the way.

More than 200 people gathered together, but their upper body was cut off by a neat horizontal knife, and a blood mist appeared on the spot, which was extremely shocking.

Screaming screams accompanied by scarlet flesh fragments surged up one after another. In the blink of an eye, they wove into a lament from the 18th floor of **** in the air, resounding through the entire camp.

"Don't run away, people can't run away from horses!" Mazaha shuddered, waving his weapons and shouted, "Let's go together, if the people in front are dead, they can always stop for a while, and the people behind get on the horses, Together we can kill them all."

However, rows of blades swept across his eyes, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, killing all the Tuyuhun warriors who would not be able to mount their horses in the future, or who had already mounted their horses and had no time to charge, or turned around and fled desperately.

When the rows of blades rushed past, the place where the tent stood originally turned into a flat ground. On the width of a full forty war horses walking side by side, there is no raised obstacle, and there is no living life. The flesh and blood of people and livestock formed a wide and straight passage. All the Tuyuhun warriors who were close to the passage but were lucky enough not to be touched by the blade, all of them were pale, their eyes were stiff, and they collapsed on the ground trembling.

A general is the courage of an army. At this time, others can make chaos, but Mazaha can't. If hundreds of people are organized in time to block the enemy for a while, allowing them time to gather their troops and launch a charge, even if they cannot turn the tide, at least they can change the current situation of being passively beaten.

"Stop, listen to my order. Don't panic, anyone who dares to run around and shout, behead!" Mazaha shouted loudly, many people followed his order, turned around suddenly, and faced the pursuers He raised the scimitar, but in the next instant, these people were wiped out of his vision by a row of neat blades. There wasn't any pause, and there wasn't much noise. It's like a plowshare walking across the wasteland drenched by spring rain, relaxed and soothing, even with a certain tranquil rhythm.

The enemy army is a hardened elite! Mazaha shivered, and immediately understood the reason why the brothers were inexplicably frightened after being attacked and losing the opportunity. Dozens of neatly extended horizontal knives cut in one direction at the same time, and there are densely packed horseshoes under the blades. It is impossible for any flesh and blood to block their footsteps. He has never seen this kind of tactic before, and neither has the soldiers under his command.

Of course, this had nothing to do with the fact that they were exhausted after rushing for a day and a night, and it had nothing to do with rumors in the army that King Bailan led the main force of Tuyuhun to annihilation. Their morale is already low, and if they gain the upper hand from the beginning, they will become more and more courageous. On the contrary, if they were at a disadvantage from the very beginning and fell into a situation of being beaten, the disadvantages of loose discipline in the nomadic army would be fully reflected, not to mention the defeat of the army since ancient times.

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The battle lasted for three hours, and finally ended with the failure of Tuyuhun's side. Most of the 7,000 Tuyuhun cavalry died, and a small half scattered and fled. None of the thousand people who entered the iron mining area escaped.

Then, Zhao Dongyang and Wu San gave orders almost at the same time, and led their respective troops to attack each other. At this time, there were only more than 1,500 people left in the skeleton army, and there were more than 6,000 miners under Zhao Dongyang's command. They paid a terrible price for killing the thousand Tuyuhun warriors.

One side is powerful, the other side has a large number of people, and all of them are dead soldiers, and both sides have already fought two wars, and the fighting has been extremely tragic from the beginning. The impatient Su Changqing and Jiang Muling led two thousand cavalry suddenly charged in from behind. Under the attack of both sides, they finally defeated Zhao Dongyang and led more than six thousand dead soldiers. He escaped under cover and after a break.

After Su Changqing, Jiang Mulang, and Li Xiang met, they rested in Golmud for two days, and after talking with Wu Sanmi, the three led the army to Gaotai City. In the past three months, the three of them led 3,000 cavalry for more than 2,000 miles, destroyed 15 Tuyuhun tribes, and together with the skeleton army, wiped out the Tuyuhun nest. They killed no less than 20,000 enemies, but they also lost a third of them. One, there are only about 2,000 people left, and nearly half of them are injured.

In the fifth year of Renshou, on the 17th day of the first lunar month, at the same time as the expeditionary army in Gaotai City retreated, the offensive and defensive battle between Yujuluo in Xiping County and King Bailan finally ended with the entire army of King Bailan being annihilated.

At the same time, the three counties of Zhangye, Jincheng, and Longxi were covered with snow, and the snow continued for many days, even Wang Junlin, General Ying Yanglang of Zhangye County, and his party were temporarily trapped in Shifengzhai.

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At the end of the first lunar month, the atmosphere in the state capital in Jincheng, Yongzhou became inexplicably tense. Every Yongzhou official who entered and left came and went in a hurry, as if facing a big enemy, with a bit of dignified expression on his face.

In addition, the expressions of the officials between the Taishoufu and the counties of Jincheng, Zhangye, and Pingliang counties are more dignified. , from the governor to the county magistrate, the atmosphere of the government offices in Yongzhou is very heavy and depressing.

In the past month, there have been snowstorms in the three counties in the north of Yongzhou. The amount of snow is so large that it is rare in a century. To this day, the three counties are still snowing heavily, killing tens of thousands of farmers' livestock, crushing more than 40% of the houses, and freezing to death and frostbite The population is thousands of people, which is not the worst. The worst thing is that the heavy snow has accumulated for a long time, and spring planting is about to begin, but the heavy snow is still falling in many places, making spring planting hopeless, the land is cut off, and the farmers in the three counties are gradually losing their hearts. In chaos.

In Shifengzhai's general's mansion, Wang Junlin carefully read the official letter sent by Jiang Yishan, the prefect of Zhangye County, several times, and his expression became more and more dignified.

In the past month, the weather has been too evil. The land under the jurisdiction of Yongzhou has never seen such a heavy snow, nor has it been snowed for such a long time. Too much of anything is a disaster, too much rain It is a flood, there are too many locusts, it is a plague of locusts, and there is too much snow, it is a disaster of snow.

What does a snowstorm mean? It means that there is no hope for spring sowing, the harvest in the fields is exhausted, farmers have no food and have to become refugees, and thousands of lives are devastated due to hunger.

PS: The third watch tonight———