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Bayanhot, the city of grasslands, was originally a mound on the endless flat prairie. Towering high above the steppe, after the establishment of the Turkic Khanate. Because of the need for expansion, a temporary city wall was built here. Fork built a thick gate. Using Bayanhot as a transit station connecting the grasslands and the desert is also an important logistical support point for the Turks to invade Dahuadi. Almost all the horses and forage of the Hu people. All supply from here, its importance to the Turks. it goes without saying.

The moment you stepped into Bayanhot. In the hearts of all Dahua soldiers. There is a feeling of tragic and tragic blood boiling. They came here for this Bayanhot, starting from cutting off the flying rope on Mount Helan. Everyone knew that they had no way out, and it was destined to be a road of nine deaths. The grassland is where their bones are buried, but no one chooses to retreat.

Generals will inevitably be killed in battle. As Dahua's sharp knives inserted into the hearts of the Hu people, they will make the sturdy Turks tremble. As General Lin said. Everyone's name here. All will be written into the history of Dahua.

"This is Bayanhot?!" Gao Chief followed Lin Wanrong into the city, looking at the simple city, the tents and debris, the galloping horses, and the towering stacks of grain and hay, he couldn't help laughing: "The Turks It's just such a thing. It dares to be called a city, what kind of grassland city? From this point of view, our Cang31 county government office is simply a palace of nine heavens."

This is indeed the case. The so-called city of the grassland is ridiculous in the eyes of Gao Chief and others, except for the low city walls and heavy city gates. Bayanhot is just an ordinary grassland, just surrounded by low walls. To put it in a nasty way, it can't even compare to the most remote county in Dahua. But it is just such a circle of grasslands with an unremarkable appearance. He holds the lives of countless people in Helan Mountain and Xingqing Prefecture.

Lin Wanrong patted Gao Chief's shoulder and sighed slightly: "Brother Gao, in many cases, national strength is not measured by heavy cities and high-rise buildings. Our county government in Dahua can be built very high and wide. But in many places, ordinary people But they are very poor and can't even eat enough to eat. This kind of swaying the blood and sweat of the common people and the false and magnificent establishment. What are they going to do? In comparison, these Hu people are more simple, do not build yamen, do not increase taxes, no matter what. The officials are big and the officials are small. Everyone rides on horses and lives in tents. Although the environment is difficult, it seems fair. It is no wonder that the Hu people are so united.”

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Although the high chief was a sword guard in the palace, he was also born in poverty. Hearing this, he nodded again and again. Hu Bugui had tears in his eyes, and said loudly, "General, with your words today, my old Hu will hand over my life to you. If I am a civilian and military general in Dahua, you have the vision and mind like you. What's the big deal? How could he be bullied like this by the Qiang Hu outside the Great Wall?"

Lin Wanrong smiled and did not speak. Thousands of war horses in the front have already rushed in, and thousands of soldiers in the back have also entered the city because of the arrival of this huge horse team. The city of Bayanhaote was noisy, and the sound of horses neighing and galloping was everywhere.

"Stop! Stop!" Labri's angry shout came from the front: "Sheng Dan,

What's going on here? Why don't you keep your warhorses in check. Let them run wild in Bayanhot?! If something happens, I will ask you. "

Rabri had come down from the city head at some point, and his face was full of anger. While shouting, he threw the rope around the neck of the galloping warhorse, and there were dozens of cavalry behind him. He also followed his example of slinging a rope and pulling a horse. These Turks are indeed natural riders. The means of taming the warhorse are superb, and a set of ropes is accurate. In an instant, five or six galloping war horses were pulled. The warhorse was caught by the rope around its neck, jumped up with its hooves, straightened its front legs, and neighed in anger, but could no longer run.

The Dahua soldiers who escorted the horse group have all entered the city. There are as many as a thousand people. To avoid suspicion among the Turks, the rest of the warriors were lurking several miles away. Wait for the signal ahead. Seeing that the Hu people were slowly closing the city gate, Lin Wanrong gave Li Wuling a wink. Xiao Lizi nodded knowingly, reducing the speed of the warhorse. A bit narrower, leading hundreds of people and horses to be tied at the end. Not far from the city gate.

The war horse galloped like a fly. Labree and his warriors moved very quickly. There are already more than a dozen war horses tamed around, Lin Wanrong's eyes are shining, and he can't help but say: "This surname Ladi seems to be a master of trapping, Brother Hu. Can you think of a way to lead this Labri come over--"

He put the flat on his neck and gestured viciously. Gao Chief's eyes suddenly brightened, and he put the big knife on the sole of his boot and wiped it again and again. Saliva is dripping.

"Okay." Hu Bugui suppressed his excitement. Fake anger. He shouted at Labri who was in the distance: "Zhongzao, Muni and grass to take! Labri. This is all a good thing for you son of a bitch. Ten thousand horses under Lao Tzu travel thousands of miles from the royal court. Come on, it took you so long to get to Bayanhot, but you closed the city gate. Keep all the war horses out of the city, and there is no supply of water and grass. If they don't go crazy, that's a weird thing! Khan reported this, and beheaded you, your tribe, men, and all your women to sleep."

Among the steppe tribes. Robbing women and insulting clans are the worst curses. It is a shame that only blood can be washed away. For Hu Bugui's scolding, it is considered a complete tear in his face. That Labri's face turned dark green and flashed. With the mace in his hand, his crotch was like a horse. Running like the wind. Aww wolf howling. The prairie city resounded: "In the name of a warrior, Shengdan bastard, I, Labri, will skin you alive."

Under the fury of Labree, his figure rose like a storm. The steed under his crotch was extremely steed, and with a long neigh, he cut a path among the thousands of war horses. Running retrograde, the fierce blue eyes are clearly visible.

Without Lin Wanrong's orders. High Chief is already gearing up. His eyes were fixed on the rushing Labri. Li Wuling and the hundreds of knights followed, slowly approaching the Turks who were closing the city gate.

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Labry's body is getting closer and closer, fifty feet, forty feet,. ,... Even the felt hat on his head was very clear, and Lin Wanrong clenched the sword in his hand. Sweat soaked his palms, and the air was tense as if it could explode at any time.

"Kari! (Wrong!)" Several violent shouts suddenly came from behind the cavalry, accompanied by earth-shattering screams: "Lu Li Mexisa (Dahua Cavalry) a-"

Lin Wanrong turned around and looked. But it turned out to be when Li Wuling and others approached the city gate. The distance was too close and was discovered by the Turks who were defending the city, and Xiao Lizi roared and ran wildly. With the momentum of thunder, he went straight to kill the barbarian who was defending the city, blood splashed everywhere, and the barbarian who discovered the mystery was quickly beheaded by the horse.

It was too late. Labri, who was running, had already heard the warning sound, and he pulled the reins suddenly, and the Turkic horse stood upright and neighed.

"Lu Li Mexisa (Dahua cavalry) - cross suffering (damn)!" Labri roared angrily. Immediately when he lifted his body, he threw out the mace in his hand, which was fierce and fast. Like a thunderbolt. With whistling wind. Straight to Lin Wanrong's face and smashed to the door.

"Brother Lin, be careful!" Chief Gao roared, and the long knife in his hand slashed fiercely, making a loud clanging sound. The knife and stick collided, and a few brilliant sparks flashed. It was almost sprayed into Lin Xiaorong's face.

The iron rod fell heavily, but Gao Chief's sword was smashed in a big way, and his arm was secretly numb, and he couldn't help but startled: "This fellow is so strong!"

"That's right, I'm your grandpa Lin from Dahua!" Seeing that Xingzang had been seen through, Lin Wanrong pulled off the felt hat on his head and threw it heavily on the ground, he roared with murderous intent, his voice extremely tragic: "Dahua has been shamed for a hundred years. Only the blood of the Hu people can cleanse! My brave brothers, for our parents Qin Er, for our brothers and sisters, rush with me - kill all the Turks!"

His eyes were crimson red, and a few bright silver flowers danced with sharp swords. The horse under the crotch is like a galloping shooting star. Whooping out, that speed. Even the high chiefs are not as good as the Dahua soldiers are bloody burning. Brush off the felt hat on the head. With yellow skin and black hair, he has an upright Chinese face.

"Kill all the Turks!" This is a bright slogan that has never been seen before. The representative place is the determination and courage of Dahuadi. It was also Dahua's first roar in a hundred years. On this battlefield of blood and fire. This howl ignited the blood and passion of all the soldiers, and they roared into the sky, urging the horses wildly. Swing a sword. Following behind Lin Wanrong, it was like a rapid torrent. Go straight to kill.

The boundless shouts of killing immediately drove tens of thousands of war horses crazy. The Turkic horses roared in the sky and ran in all directions, like a scattered black cloud covering the enclave. It spread in Bayanhot City, and wherever it passed, the tent was overturned. The debris was flying around, and the Turkic soldiers were a little slower to dodge. Will be trampled under the hooves of thousands of horses.

The Dahua cavalry went deep into the grasslands and attacked the city to get B. This was something that had never happened before. This is a psychological blow to the Turks. far more than physical. Many Turkic soldiers drowned under the horse's hooves before they even figured out who was coming, and Bayanhot immediately fell into a panic.

Li Wuling and hundreds of soldiers cut down more than a dozen Hu people, working together. The heavy gate was slowly pushed open again, waiting for the reinforcements to arrive outside the city. The Hu people also clearly realized the importance of the city gate. Once Dahua's hidden reinforcements enter the city, Bayanhot will be broken. Nalabrie turned his horse's head sharply and stepped up to the city gate. With a wave of the sword in his hand, he shouted angrily, "Send the arrows!"

Hundreds of arrows flew like locusts. Towards the city gate lasing away. The Dahua soldiers who are pushing the city gate have nowhere to hide. The screams sounded one after another, and more than ten soldiers were shot by arrows, and their bodies slowly fell down.

"I killed this son of a bitch with me—" I saw my brothers fall one by one. Lin Xiaorong was furious. Trombone sounded. After turning the horse's head, he rushed towards the city.

He looked fierce. Like a god, a fast horse dashed ahead. The sword in his hand flickered to the left and right, and when he encountered the Turks, he slashed down. The blood stained the shirt red, and when it comes to the pungent and ruthless means, it is actually a few points better than the Turks.

Seeing the Dahua cavalry attacking the city along the slope, the arrows of the barbarians suddenly shot overwhelmingly, like a horned hornet's nest, and the buzzing arrows passed by Lin Wanrong's ear, A few even flew past his scalp. The Hu people are good at riding and shooting. This Turkic bow looks simple, but it is powerful. The arrows were fierce, and this round of arrow rain suddenly made Lin Wanrong unable to lift his head. The offensive was also thwarted.

Lin Wanrong left and right. Split a few cold arrows. Seeing the tragic death of the brothers at the city gate, he immediately roared: "Gao Chief, Hu will not return. Come with me!"

Lao Gao and Hu Bugui split a few arrows. In response, the three of them joined forces. He swung the long knife in his hand to make it airtight. Running towards the head of the city, all the soldiers were also red-eyed. Aoao roared and followed closely behind the coach. An endless rain of arrows fell on them. The soldiers fell silently, but no one uttered a sound.

The sound of horses' hooves shook the mountain, and the dust and smoke rose. The Dahua soldiers lurking in the periphery finally responded and rushed to the city in a blink of an eye. Yellow skin and black hair are clearly visible.

Looking at the surging big Chinese horses. Labri was also anxious, and waved his hand at the city gate, roaring a few times, and his expression was extremely vicious. All Turkic archers. Immediately turned the direction, and countless arrows screamed mournfully. They rushed straight to the city gate where Li Wuling and others were located.

The rain of arrows pressing on his head miraculously disappeared, and Lin Wanrong looked into the distance. Suddenly my heart broke.

The youngest Li Wuling let out a long roar, and his voice was a little immature, but his firm and proud confidence shot up to the sky: "Yangyang Huaxia. Seven-footed boy.

What is there to be afraid of? My body is dead. My heart will never die! Call you brothers. You and I, go together! Go together!"

Li Wuling shouted, clenched his fists tightly, and ran straight to the city gate.

"Let's go together! Let's go together!" Hundreds of heroes roared loudly. The flesh and blood stood resolutely, turning a blind eye to the swirling arrows. Centered by Li Wuling. Hundreds of soldiers united. Inch by inch. Slowly push the heavy city gate.

A scene that made countless Turkic hearts tremble appeared in front of us!

"Chi-chi-" far away. The sound of arrows piercing the warriors' chests could be heard, and arrows pierced through their chests vigorously. He even hung the soldiers directly on the city gate, gurgling blood. From the corners of their mouths they flowed from their chests. Some warriors are long dead, but no one is willing to fall.

Hundreds of heroes widened their eyes. Shouting loudly. The voice was getting lower and lower. More and more dull, their footsteps are getting slower and slower. Until the end, there was no sound, and the battlefield was silent.

Countless arrow shots. I don't know how many arrows were consumed. The arms of the Turks were numb.

The hundreds of soldiers who stood upright were pierced by thousands of arrows. Looking from a distance, it is like a poignant blood wolf flower blooming on the gate of the grassland, mournful and tragic.

The heavy city gate is still pushing silently, slowly moving forward, opening,,,,,.

All the Turks were stunned, even though they were called the bravest warriors on the steppe. But no one dares to believe the facts in front of them. Who are these people?! They are not afraid of death, what are they afraid of!

Such a feat that made countless enemies tremble with fear. Only big Chinese with yellow skin and black hair. to do it!

"The barbarians of the dog days. I'll fuck your eighth ancestors! Kill. Kill. Kill—" On the silent battlefield, a blood-soaked roar suddenly sounded. It seems so monotonous. So heartbreaking. Everyone was stunned on the spot.

I do not know where to kill a person. With a bang, he tore off his robe. Tears flowed from both eyes. His face was hot and his body was red as fire. It was like a wild wolf in heat, throwing away everyone, holding a bloody long knife. Pounced alone into the crowd of barbarians.

"General Lin—"

"Brother Lin—"

I saw Lin Wanrong's crazy behavior. Hu Bugui and Gao Chief were the first to wake up with tears in their eyes.

"Kill the Turks—" The two of them burst into tears. He rushed towards the tower like crazy.

"Kill the Turks--" At this moment, life and death are already outside the body, and the Dahua soldiers who witnessed this scene of life, tears have already flowed, and they burst into the city with incomparable murderous aura and boundless fighting power, and attacked the city like a flood of beasts. head.

Hundreds of cheeks kept appearing in front of his eyes, and Lin Wanrong couldn't remember anything. The blood is boiling like boiling oil, and there is a feeling that it is about to burst.

"Bang" sound. Knife sticks intersect. Wipe out a string of extremely gorgeous sparks. Lin Wanrong was expressionless, his eyes were dead, and he slowly threw away the long knife in his hand.

Then there's Rabri. The pupils dilated instantly. The long knife trembled above his head. The forehead of the Turkic warrior showed a faint and neat blood pattern. Progress slowly. Drops of blood flowed slowly, and the mace fell to the ground with a bang. Cut in two neatly from the middle.