: Horses trampling on the camp

The dark night sky blew a cool breeze from time to time.

The Turkic camp was full of Turkic soldiers who were sleeping dead after drinking. Even the soldiers on duty tonight had drunk a lot of wine, thinking that the whole army would start in two hours and return to the grassland to teach those damn rebels who dared to take advantage of the situation. The Turkic tribe soldiers guarded were also a little aloof. The Turkic Emperor was originally going to lead his troops to pursue and attack the grassland. However, the blessing of the God of Longevity, the Emperor of Sui suddenly had a stroke while inspecting the military horses. Fortunately, the Emperor of Sui would not wake up. Otherwise, there would be 500,000 Sui troops and 500,000 people behind them. When they gathered 300,000 people to go south, he already felt that this was the strongest military in the world, but he did not expect that there were more military troops in the Sui Dynasty.

With the scimitar in his arms, the Turkic centurion opened his leather robe a little stuffy. It was already June. It was a good season of the year on the grassland, but unfortunately he couldn't stay at home. Maybe the cattle and sheep in the family had made a cub again. Are their nv people okay? His big cub promised him to bring him a hand crossbow from the Central Plains people before coming. Now the crossbow was on his back. This hand crossbow was stolen from a Sui soldier when he broke a city in Sui State. This hand crossbow was very good, and he could even have three consecutive crossbows. Such a crossbow didn't even have the golden wolf guards of the big sweat. At that time, I don't know how happy the big cub would get this crossbow. As I thought about it, the centurion had already been in the evening breeze and his thoughts floated to the grassland.

He did not notice that in the dark night, not far from the camp, a huge shadow like a dark cloud was constantly moving towards the camp.

"What is that? Why do you feel like there is movement there?" A Turkic soldier looked into the distance and said.

A Turkic soldier next to him was a little drunk, half-closing his eyes and said casually, "It must be that the dark clouds in the sky have swayed the moon. What else can be there at this time? Could there be some wolf dare to run to the camp?"

"It looks a bit like it, but why are you getting bigger and closer?"

Hearing the words of the two subordinates, the centurion with his thoughts couldn't help but open his eyes and looked into the distance. After a glance, he had already seen some problems. This was not a dark cloud, it seemed like a soldier.

At this time, all the Turkic soldiers had already received strict orders from the leaders of various families, and it was strictly forbidden to go out to drink and rob and have fun tonight. So what is this?

The centurion stood up and took a few steps forward to watch carefully. But as soon as he stood firm, a sound of breaking through the air came suddenly, and the sound was so familiar. This was the sound of the crossbow on his back. When he snatched the crossbow, he had seen the sound of breaking through the air with his own eyes, and then he killed three companions. Finally, he used up all the arrows, so he jumped up, ended him with one knife, and grabbed the crossbow.

Just as he was about to understand this, before he could react, the crossbow had already shook it into his eyebrows. The sound of the skull rupture was heard, and the other two Turkic soldiers finally reacted. However, what was waiting for them were still two crossbows, both of which were shot into the eyebrows, and they were killed with one arrow. Until their death, the three of them did not send any warning messages.

Zhang He, in the distance, put down the crossbow in his hand, whispered out the horizontal knife from his waist, turned over the horse, and shouted, "Brothers, kill."

After saying that, he took the lead and lit a special fuse wrapped around his left wrist. He had already taken out a cavalry grenade in his hand and broke into the Turkic tent first. The three thousand people were all light cavalry. At this time, everyone held a crossbow in one hand and thunder in the other, and stepped into the Turkic tent in the torrent of the rolling iron hoofs.

Zhang He lit the grenade in his hand, woke up from the shock, and threw it into the pile of dozens of Turkic soldiers who had driven out of the tent.

There was a loud bang. Although the grenade was small, this improved version of the cavalry grenade was made of pig iron shells, and there were many fine iron nails mixed in it. What was even more terrible is that the grenade was too small and the power was insufficient. Therefore, the people of the Liaodong Firearms Department tried their best to strengthen its power in other aspects. Considering that the cavalry was mostly facing cavalry, this second-generation grenade not only added iron nails to increase lethality, but also fed poison to the iron nails. If a thunder continued, even if it did not hurt a person, as long as the war horse was injured, the effect would be the same.

Zhang Heyi thundered, and none of the dozen Turks died, but a few people were burned by smoke and fire and hit by grenades, and more were injured by poisonous iron nails that exploded from all sides.

Just like a signal, after Zhang He's grenade sounded, the sound of grenades began to sound one after another in the Turkic tent. At this time, the three thousand cavalry had already divided into three routes, one left wing and one right wing, heading straight to the Dali City in the Turkic tent. According to the Turkic captives captured alive, most of the tribe leaders such as Shibi Khan lived in the city.

Three cavalrymen who were descending like the god of death, the cavalry in front opened the way with grenades, and the one in the middle continued to gush out with crossbows, and even the Turkic people in armor were killed. The last cavalry was constantly using the fire arrows and the grenade arrows that they brought to the Turkic camp tents along the way, igniting one Turkic camp after another. Some soldiers even brought quite a few poison gas bombs in the Liaodong army, which was much larger than the size. After each explosion, the impact was not very strong, but the ones inside would release a lot of smoke.

Once you suck these smoke, those who are in the air will be dizzy and may even be dizzy. Although it is unlikely to kill people, their power cannot be underestimated. It can not only block the Turkic soldiers coming from behind, but also eliminate a large number of Turkic soldiers in a short time.

The three groups of soldiers and horses were like three crossbow arrows, and the blockers were invincible and moving forward. With waves of thunder, the war horses stepped on pieces of dust. In the rising fire, Zhang He's three thousand men had already become crazy. At this time, they didn't think about it at all. Although they caught the Turks off guard, it was so dangerous that they could enter the Turkic camp with 3,000 to 60,000.

The sound of thunder-like hooves came, and the earth was shaking. A black dragon-like Zhang Hejun was like a wave, like a tsunami, the black formation, countless hand crossbows, and the smoke and dust splashed by thousands of horse hooves were flying all over the sky. What scared the Turks especially was that those black and fire-ridden stones were thrown out by the followers, drawing an arc, accompanied by loud bangs of the sky, countless fires

The light rose. Then, groups of Turkic companions were ruthlessly knocked to the ground, their blood was blurred and they howled in pain. The power seemed to be like a whole army was stepping on a cloud, flying on the ground like a demon that appeared in the legendary dark abyss, driving the clouds, and swallowing all the people and things that dared to block its way. They waved lightning and thunder, as if they wanted to kill all those who stood in front of them.

Shibi Khan and others who were camping in the city also heard these thunder sounds. It sounded like thunder, but the thunder was not so dense. When they heard the countless soldiers and horses fighting behind them, screams of pain and iron hoofs, the leaders of the tribes in the city finally understood that they were raided.

A Turkic commander who was camping outside the city ran into the city with bare shirtless.

"Khan, no, the Sui army is coming."

Shibi Khan was escorted by teams of golden wolf guards, and was carried on a soft couch by four golden wolf guards. Beside him were Turkic leaders who gathered in a hurry. When everyone heard that the Sui army was coming, they were immediately frightened. However, they knew that the various king-supporting troops of the Sui Kingdom were now gathered in Yanmén. They heard that the number of troops was 500,000, and the troops were still increasing. If the 500,000 troops of the Sui Kingdom came, they would be finished. With 70,000 remaining soldiers, they could not stop the 500,000 troops of the Sui Kingdom no matter what.

Shibi Khan stared wide with his tiger eyes and shouted, "You were the general on duty tonight, but look at your appearance, bare-armed and not even wearing armor. You can tell if you don't care about Ben Khan's military discipline. Not only do you drink alcohol on duty, you must be happy in the tent. The person who came and cut off the head of Ben Khan to correct the military discipline."

Two golden wolf shìwei strode forward, took the thousand-man commander and pressed him to the ground. A golden wolf shìwei pulled out a knife in his hand and slashed hard. His huge head had rolled to the ground, and a blood spurted out of his unequal cavity and shin.

The tribe leaders who were originally panicked were also shocked by the blood. Shibi said in a deep voice, "Although Yanmén has 500,000 Sui troops, Yang Guang's son has not woken up from a stroke. The situation that Khan got was that the Sui army had escorted Yang Guang south. Although it was luàn outside, it was impossible for the Sui army to attack. If it were them, the spies we left behind all the way would not not report in advance. And you can hear that the thunder sound was clearly the sound of the Liaodong thunder that we learned from our intelligence before."

In the world, whether it is the Central Plains dynasty or the grassland tribe, those who are superior now know that there is a sharp weapon in the army of Chen Pojun in Liaodong, known as the Sky Thunder. I heard that this weapon sounds like thunder and can emit a huge fire, and it will die if it is destined. All major forces are extremely coveting about such weapons, but now, I have never heard of any successful obtaining this weapon. Over time, this Sky Thunder, which is only unique to the Liaodong Army, has been called the Liaodong Thunder by major forces.
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