Chapter 51 Eight Hundred Heroes

"Khan! Give me another chance, I will go into battle myself. If I can't take Xixing Pass, I will come to see Khan with the head!"

The 10-man Changsha Jili was tied up by many flowers, and several Khan's personal guards pressed him to the ground. It was already afternoon, but Xixing Pass was still not captured. Shibi Khan was furious and ordered Sha Jili to be beheaded. (-<  >-net.)

Sha Jili's eyes were red and she begged desperately, "Look at me and you for ten years, let me die on the battlefield!"

"Okay, I'll give you another last chance to attack. If you can't get down to Xixing Pass, you can just die!"

Shibi Khan was anxious. He had just received the information and what he was most worried about happened. Yang Yuanqing's army attacked his logistics camp. Millions of cattle and sheep were destroyed. He could only last for two days at most. However, Shibi Khan had already developed the intention to retreat. Due to Yang Yuanqing's troops, it was unlikely that it would be possible to break through Yanmen City. However, even if he wanted to withdraw his troops, he would withdraw the 100,000 troops in Guanxi and retreat north together. Otherwise, the 100,000 troops would be destroyed in Yang Yuanqing's hands and seize Xixing Pass, which would become the top priority for withdrawing the 100,000 troops.

"Transfer my order. The first person to enter Xixing Pass will reward 100,000 sheep and be awarded the title of commander of ten thousand men!"

Shibi Khan personally urged the 30,000 troops to launch fierce attacks on the small Xixing Pass again and again.

In front of Xixing Pass, corpses were piled up like mountains. In a daytime battle, more than 4,000 people died in the Turkic army. From the open space in front of the pass to the narrow mountain road, they were filled with dense corpses. The sticky blood gathered into a stream and flowed along the mountain road.

The Sui army was also seriously injured. Nearly 300 Sui army had been killed in battle, and 507 were even wounded. They were about to fight against the Turkic army in the east and west. The crossbow arrows had been shot, and half of the bows and arrows were shot, leaving only more than 20,000 arrows. Fortunately, the arrows shot by the Turks brought them the arrows to supplement them.

During the battle, the soldiers were busy collecting arrows in the city. Most of the arrows of the Turkic army were shot down the cliff, and less than 20% of the arrows fell into the city.

"General, I have only collected less than 30,000 arrows." The captain Zhang Pingfan stepped forward to report that he was responsible for guarding the city gate to the west.

"It counts as much as you have!"

Wu Zhiyuan looked at the dark clouds that were getting thicker in the sky. He had an ominous premonition that it might rain tonight. If that were the case, the bow and arrow would lose its effect and Xixing Pass was in danger.

"How is the situation in the west?"

"It's okay to be in the west, but it's been an hour since then. Some soldiers heard the sound of war drums below."

"That must be our army fighting against the enemy, fighting for the road up the mountain, and tell the brothers in the west to never be careless."

"I understand."

Zhang Pingfan bowed and rushed towards the city wall to the west.

Xixing Pass is not big, covering only two acres of land. There were dozens of stone houses inside, but now all have been demolished. Stones weighing more than ten kilograms are neatly placed under the city tower. They will become the last defensive weapons of the Sui army.

Now the entire pass is empty, with only two city towers left, and you can directly see the West City from the East City.

At this time, a bearded veteran stepped forward slowly and hesitated: "General, I have one thing."

"What's the matter, just say it!"

The veteran took out a small cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Wu Zhiyuan, "There are a few pieces of silver in it, which is the military pay I saved, and a letter I did not send, and the military card is also inside. If I die in battle, the general will hand the bag to my wife for me and let her remarry."

Wu Zhiyuan took the small cloth bag and drew two lines on it with graphite. This means that he gave his wife to silently put it into a bamboo box. The box was filled with the last words or relics of various soldiers. In the end, the box would be buried deep under the city wall.

Another young soldier came over and took out a pair of jade bracelets, and then took off his military card. The military card contained his name, hometown and address. He slowly wrapped the bracelets and military card with a piece of cloth, tied them tightly with a thin rope, and handed them to Wu Zhiyuan, "I promised her this for my mother, I will definitely save money to buy a pair of bracelets for her. Now even if I die, I will forget my wish."

Wu Zhiyuan drew three lines, which meant to give to his parents. He suddenly thought of himself. He was an orphan and had not yet married, and only one adoptive mother lived in Hanzhong.

He touched himself, but there was nothing. He sighed and had to take off his military card, draw three lines behind him, and put them in the bamboo box.

At this moment, the war drums on the eastern mountain road rumbled again, and the enemy attacked again. Wu Zhiyuan closed the box, stood up and shouted sternly: "Prepare for battle!"

Three hundred soldiers stood up one after another, took a bow and arrow, staring at the mountain road. The black Turkic army appeared on the mountain road. The leader was an enemy general wearing an iron helmet and armor. He was six feet tall and six feet tall, with a big waist, like a black bear, holding two saddles in his left hand as a shield, and a large iron spear in his right hand. He was the 100-man Turkic man Changsha Jili himself. Sha Jili himself was a famous Turkic warrior. He rarely served as a soldier because he was the chief general. But at this moment, he longed to die on the battlefield, let him die of glory rather than humiliation.

"Kill!"

He roared and rushed towards the city with three thousand Turkic soldiers. Wu Zhiyuan saw that the enemy was coming fiercely and was not afraid of death. He immediately ordered: "Smash it with a huge rock!"

More than a dozen square stones used for foundation building were pushed down from the city wall by the Sui army. The edges and corners of the stones had been knocked round by the Sui army and turned into ball-like stones. Each weighed hundreds of kilograms. More than a dozen huge rocks were churning and smashed towards the Turkic army on the mountain road. Only a scream and wailing sound were heard. Groups of soldiers were smashed to pieces and blood, which was terrible. Many people fell from the cliff and fell from the deep ravine to avoid the rocks.

Although half of the dozen giant rocks fell directly from the cliff, due to the dense crowd on the mountain road, the remaining giant rocks still caused heavy casualties, and hundreds of people were smashed by the giant rocks.

Wanfu Changsha Jili looked rude on the outside, but he was extremely agile. When the huge rock was smashed, he immediately lay down, grabbed two more corpses and covered them on his back, and actually avoided the stonehenge.

A huge rock hit him, and he jumped up and howled like a wild beast, "Kill with me!"

He ran towards the city tower dozens of steps away, arrows were like rain, and dozens of arrows shot at him. He raised his two saddles as shields and rushed forward. He was hit by four arrows in a row on his shoulders, waist and legs. He seemed to have no idea and rushed to the city tower in an instant. His courage made the Turkic soldiers behind him rise high, and they all fearlessly, and charge with him.

The city was ten to eight feet tall, and the gate was blocked by huge rocks. I could only climb up the city. However, without a ladder, there was no way to climb the city. However, Shajili thought of a creepy solution. Each of the more than a thousand soldiers behind him carried a corpse, which was used as a meat shield and a meat pad to climb the city.

Three thousand Turkic soldiers rushed forward, and the battle had reached a height of heat. Sui soldiers shot arrows and stones, and groups of Turkic people were shot to death and smashed down, but new enemy troops rushed up. Behind, Turkic soldiers' arrows were shot at the top of the city, and Sui soldiers were constantly hit by arrows. Sui soldiers were suppressed and could not raise their heads.

Under the city, hundreds of Turkic soldiers were carrying corpses frantically. One by one, the corpses began to pile up and slowly grew taller. Hundreds of corpses had reached 12 feet high. Sha Jili roared. He pulled out the arrow on his body, jumped up, and rushed towards the top of the city with his soldiers. He smashed the two saddles heavily at the Sui army, waved a large iron spear, and pierced a Sui army's chest with one shot. He roared, flew the corpse high and threw it off the cliff. His incomparable ferocity made a young Sui soldier in front of him hesitate for a moment. It was this opportunity. He climbed the battlements with one hand, jumped up onto the city wall, and laughed to the sky. The Turkic soldiers under the city cheered, and dozens of people rushed behind him.

The young Sui Bing realized that he had caused a big disaster. He shouted and jumped up, trying to pounce the fierce ten thousand men under the city wall.

Sha Jili punched the Sui soldiers in the face, threw down the iron spear, grabbed the young soldier's feet, threw it away suddenly, and used the soldiers as weapons to smash the two Sui soldiers in a row. With his hands loosened, he threw the young soldier down the cliff, and screams echoed in the air.

More than a dozen Sui soldiers' eyes turned red, and they swung their swords together. Sha Jili waved his big iron spear and overturned four Sui soldiers in a row. More than 30 Turkic soldiers also climbed up to the top of the city and began to fight closely with the Sui army. Turkic soldiers were coming from behind.

Wu Zhiyuan's situation was extremely critical. If he did not kill the ten thousand Turkic commander, Xixing Pass would be over. He picked up a military crossbow, installed a poisonous arrow painted with "papamu", and raised the crossbow to aim at Shajili. Shajili had already killed eight Sui soldiers at this time, and was very crazy. He simply waved a big iron gun and rushed into the densest Sui army group. His body kept shaking, and there were Sui troops around him, which made Wu Zhiyuan unable to shoot the crossbow.

At this moment, an injured bearded veteran on the ground suddenly hugged Shajili's thigh, jumped up, pressed his head against his stomach, and rushed forward with a loud roar. Shajili was caught off guard. The iron spear in his hand could not kill the Sui soldiers for a while. He simply turned the spear head and pierced the back of the Sui soldiers. The tip of the spear came out from the front chest. The bearded veteran screamed and used his last breath to push Shajili to the edge of the city. The veteran bit hissing and jumped out. The two of them fell from a cliff at the same time. Only Shajili's screams echoed under the cliff.

Wu Zhiyuan closed his eyes in pain, and he thought of the cloth bag. The veteran left his last sentence, 'Leave it to my wife and let her remarry!'

The death of the chief general Shajili severely damaged the morale of the Turkic army. At this time, two hundred Sui troops from the Xicheng Tower came to support. The Sui army made a concerted effort to drive more than a hundred Turkic soldiers who rushed to the city tower. The arrows were as heavy as rain, and the Turkic soldiers had no fighting spirit and retreated like a tide.

In a dangerous and fierce battle, the Sui army killed more than 50 people and injured more than 30 people. They killed more than 1,000 Turkic troops, including the 1000 Turkic troops Changsha Jili, who also died at Xixing Pass.

At this moment, a rumbling thunder came from the sky, and a few raindrops as big as beans hit Wu Zhiyuan's face. He raised his head, and dark clouds rolled above his head, and lightning flashed through the dark clouds.

At this time, the battle for the road to the mountain in Kansai was also extremely fierce.

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