novel-bin 59、The first battle was won
59、The first battle was won
Half a month after Han Zixing arrived in Moyang, he didn't take the initiative to fight. He just kept arranging troops and arranging troops. He was so calm, but Wan Yong's side didn't seem to be so low-key.
In October of the 22nd year of Tianrui, the autumn wind in the frontier fortress already had a bitter taste.The air here is different from Luo Yi, there is no that kind of prosperity and extravagance, there is only chill, ruthless chill.
This day, Wan Yong's army, which had been free of war cards, suddenly sent the vanguard Huyan Mengluo to lead [-] troops to form an array five miles away from the city.Huyan Mengluo even brought [-] vanguard troops to the city not far away to call for battle.
"Mu Yue, come and fight with your grandpa Huyan!" Huyan Mengluo yelled for a while and saw that Mo Yang hadn't moved, so he asked his soldiers to curse:
"Mu Yue has become a turtle with a shrunken head!"
"A bunch of cowards, go back and see your old lady for breastfeeding!"
Seeing the obscenity of the Wanyong army outside the city, the more they cursed, the more fierce they became. Some people on Mu Yue's side could no longer hold their breath, and they planned to go out to fight Huyan Mengluo to the death, but they were all stopped by Han Zixing:
"Be safe and don't be impatient, everything will be arranged by the handsome."
As he spoke, he stopped the generals who had come to ask for a battle, and summoned a few familiar generals to make arrangements. Their high spirits made people excited.
Everyone was ordered to leave, Han Zixing was a little thirsty, so he called Lu Zeyi to exchange hot tea.
"Zeyi, what do you think?" Han Zixing looked at Lu Zeyi, who had been smiling all the time, and the child was calm.
"Commander, Mo Yang already has 3000 defenders, plus the 8000 you have brought unallocated. If we face the [-] troops head-on, it is not impossible to fight. But we are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. Therefore, we can only take chances and not confront each other head-on, otherwise even if we win the battle, the loss will be extremely heavy."
Han Zixing nodded approvingly:
"Well, you little soldier has a point or two in my heart. Yes, a child can be taught. Let them call the battle first, and when their vigor is over, you can see how the commander will fight this battle. !"
"Decree!" Lu Zeyi was very excited. When he was at home, he would read people's battles in books. Now he could finally see how the battle was fought with his own eyes, and he watched Muyue God of War personally commanding it. Can you not be excited!
Huyan Mengluo shouted outside the city gate, from early morning to noon, the war drums beat empty several times, but no one from Mu Yue's side went to battle, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and the soldiers around him were also a little impatient.He should have understood the principle of exhaustion and failure after one effort, but it is a pity that people are always easily carried away by the psychology of greed for merit.
When Wanyong was downcast, the gate of Moyang suddenly opened wide, and a young general with a silver armor and a white horse holding a silver spear came in front of him, who else could he be if not Han Zixing!
The two armies faced each other in front of the city, and each lined up their positions. Huyan Mengluo laughed when he saw it. He always thought that the old general Mu Yue looked like a scholar, and he didn't look like a general at all.Unexpectedly, the famous Muyue God of War turned out to be so delicate and thin, and the soldier behind her looked even more immature and childish.
He waved the golden-backed machete casually in his hand, pointed at Han Zixing with the tip of the knife, and asked disdainfully:
"You are that Mu Yue's, what's wrong with Rui, uh, Prince Rui?"
Han Zixing didn't worry, and replied coldly:
"Since you know who this king is, why do you need to ask me so much? It's time to fight with horses!"
"Left and right, who will fight with me?" Huyan Mengluo snorted coldly, and said to the generals on the left and right.
"Father, my son is willing to fight." It was Huyan Mengluo's only son Huyanke who spoke.
"Well, let's go, come back from a victorious battle, and the sons will beat the drums to help the little general!" Huyan Mengluo waved the golden knife carelessly, as if Huyanke had already taken Han Zixing's head.
The thumping drums on Wanyong's side were beating loudly, and Huyanke, holding a strange weapon in his hand, vigorously urged him to get off his horse and get used to it.On Muyue's side, Han Zixing just smiled and urged the horse, and Xuelong lazily took four or six steps and came to the battlefield with the bell ringing.
"Hey, little boy, remember me, I, Huyanke, took your head!" As he spoke, he flicked the iron chain at the end of the weapon, and the front end of the weapon flew out.Han Zixing squinted his eyes. Huyanke's weapon was indeed very strange. On the top was a closed lotus flower. Under the lotus flower was a handle similar to a hammer handle. The bottom end of the handle was connected with an iron chain.
Han Zixing didn't hesitate, he knocked out the lotus head with a gun, his arm shook, secretly thinking that Huyanke's arm strength is not weak.Then the tip of the gun flicked and went straight for the opponent's throat. The weapon in Huyanke's hand, which he didn't know how to control, suddenly bloomed like a lotus flower. The lotus petals on the top of the weapon opened and caught Han Zixing's silver gun. It seems to be about to let go.Han Zixing didn't dare to be careless, he struggled with his dantian, and with a flick of the gun, he was so shaken that Huyanke let go of the weapon and almost let go, and Han Zixing's silver spear escaped smoothly.
The young generals on Mu Yue's side watched anxiously, why did Han Zixing look like he was being beaten passively!Only Mo Ruxin and other veteran generals knew what Han Zixing was waiting for.
On the battlefield, Han Zixing, who was dressed in bright silver armor and a bright silver gun, was riding a snow-white horse, which looked thin and handsome, and Huyanke, who was fully armed and straddled a brown and black horse as tall as his master, fought together. There is still no win or loss.
At first glance, the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable for Han Zixing, and it seemed that Xue Long was a little downcast.
Seeing that Huyanke had the upper hand, Wan Yong became complacent, but it was too early to be complacent:
"Report to the vanguard. Our camp was attacked by Mu Yue's army, so we withdrew to the rear."
Han Zixing in the middle of the battlefield had already seen this scene, she roared, the silver gun was like a dragon coming out of a hole, and before everyone could see what she was doing, the weapon chain in Huyanke's hand had already wrapped around her gun, following the trend Once he pressed the gun head, he picked it up again, and when he withdrew the gun, the weapon was snatched from Huyanke's hand abruptly.Before Huyanke could react, Han Zixing stabbed straight with a flat rod, and with a pop, a blood hole opened in his throat, and the corpse immediately tilted and fell down without any suspense.
Han Zixing turned his head and glanced at Mo Ruxin, who smiled slightly, waved the command flag, and signaled Mu Yue's army to rush up and fight Wan Yong.
On Wanyong's side, Huyan Mengluo had just received the news of being attacked and hadn't reacted yet. Then he saw that his only son was already lying on the corpse field, and Mu Yue's army rushed over like crazy, and he also killed the red After a while, he took the remaining troops and went shopping with Mu Yue regardless.
At first, the two sides were at a stalemate, but suddenly they heard a large number of cavalry arriving at the battlefield behind Wan Yong, and the huge Muyue battle flag in the wind was so eye-catching!Wanyong's [-] pioneers were surrounded in the middle. Huyan Mengluo realized something. After all, he was too conceited and too aggressive, and was furious:
"I never imagined that this old man was galloping all his life, and he was ruined in the hands of you little kids! No, this old man was ruined by his own people!" Sighing, the golden-backed machete in his hand danced impeccably. His head was in a different place, blood spattered five steps, and he was extremely brave.
Han Zixing saw that Wan Yong was gradually getting ready, so he motioned for everyone to retreat, and the archers prepared to surround Wan Yong with less than [-] troops left behind by Mu Yue's sudden rush:
"Old general, surrender!" Han Zixing persuaded, although you can't be soft-hearted on the battlefield, but such heroes are worthy of forgiveness.
"This old man is full of loyalty and bravery, so why should he surrender! A man would rather die standing up, than live on his knees! All the soldiers listen to the order, today I, Huyan Mengluo, swear to the death to defend Wanyong, if I do well, I will be with me, even if I die in battle This life is in vain! If you are afraid of death, throw down your weapon and go to Mu Yue's side, I will not force you!"
Han Zixing watched this tragic drama with cold eyes. Her eyeliner inside Wan Yong had sent news a long time ago that Huyan Mengluo was under the suspicion of Wan Yong's commander Wan Yikang. back.So he was relieved to fight this battle that must be won, just imagine that Huyan Mengluo was under the enemy, how could he win?
The group of people who followed Huyan Mengluo also had backbone, and none of them had the idea of surrendering. Han Zixing said coldly:
"Fire arrows!"
At this moment, Mu Yue has no less than [-] troops gathered outside Moyang City, and the arrows are like locusts. Wan Yong's side has no ability to resist at all, so he can only be a living target and die miserably.Huyan Mengluo had dozens of arrows in his body, but in the end he refused to die in Mu Yue's hands, and tried his best to kill himself with a knife.
The first battle was won, but Han Zixing suddenly had a bad premonition...
The author has something to say: I've been really overwhelmed recently... Unexplainably, I was notified that I might have an exam soon... After weighing it over and over, Yishi can only put the matter of updating the text aside.
This battle is a bit simple, just an introduction, the specific deployment of Han Zixing and Wan Yong's moth will appear later.please pat...
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