Seeing how obstinate and self-opinionated Commander Xu was, first not daring to take charge and not believing the information they had reported, thus delaying the opportunity to fight. Now, as the Commander-in-Chief of the three armies, he was personally going into battle and putting himself in danger. Yang Fan couldn't help but be furious.
Tin Aino advised, "Most of the border generals are like this. They don't know how to read and rarely study, relying solely on their bravery to get promoted. Besides, he didn't believe you earlier and felt a little embarrassed. How can he leave without fighting for a while? "
Yang Fan was so angry that he didn't choose his words. "Damn it! Let's go! Let's go as well and bring him back in one piece. If he really dies here, it'll be even more unsalvageable! "
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Yang Fan was so angry that he cursed, but Tin Aino found it all the more interesting. She pursed her lips and didn't say anything. Instead, she followed Yang Fan and charged toward the mountain pass.
The battle at the entrance of the valley had already turned into a melee. The two sides added up to nearly a hundred warhorses, causing snow to fly and blood to fly. It was an incomparably bitter scene.
Just as Yang Fan reached the entrance of the valley, two sabers, one from the left and one from the right, whizzed toward his body.
"Ha!"
Tin Aino charged forward on her horse. With a delicate shout, her sword flickered like a snake's tongue, striking the surface of one of the sabers. With a 'ding', the saber was knocked away and with a flip of her wrist, she chopped at the other person's wrist.
At the same time, the steel saber in Yang Fan's hand knocked away the other saber. With a 'dang', the saber was jolted high into the air. Turning the saber back, he shouted at Tin Aino, "Bow!"
Tin Aino understood and lowered her head, the sword in her hand not stopping. The saber-wielding Turkic warrior couldn't pull back in time and four of his fingers were cut off. With a loud cry, the saber in his hand fell off his horse along with four broken fingers. At the same time, Yang Fan's saber whistled past the top of Tin Aino's head with a raging gale. The saber hacked at a spear that was stabbing at him from the side, cutting it open.
The people at the entrance of the valley were already engaged in a fierce battle. Yang Fan had forced the surrounding enemies away and urged his horse to rush to Xu Langjiang's side. Tin Aino urged her horse to follow. Yang Fan wielded his saber fiercely and fiercely, specialising in opening and closing, forcefully blocking the enemy's weapons. Tin Aino's sword was light and nimble, making use of the opportunities Yang Fan had created for her, she stabbed and slashed, injuring several Turkic scouts who were charging at her. Their coordination was perfect.
"Kill!"
Yang Fan used his saber to parry away a saber that had slashed at his head. Following the momentum of the saber, the saber in his hand rose up and then lowered down, like a hurricane, chopping down at the enemy's head. A Turkic soldier on the right hurriedly came to Yang Fan's rescue, thrusting his spear at Yang Fan's chest. Tin Aino's left hand shook and a string of silver light flew out. With a whoosh, the silver light wrapped around the spear shaft of the Turkic soldier. Reaching out to grab the spear, Tin Aino's body leapt off the horse's back and with a flick of the sword in his right hand, like an agile snake, it slid down the Turkic soldier's throat.
Almost at the same time, Yang Fan's saber cleaved the enemy commander in two like a watermelon. The Turkic soldier to the side also abandoned his spear and clutched at his throat with both hands. Blood spurted out from between his fingers as he fell backward.
"Xu Langjiang, don't make the same mistake again! You are the commanding general of the army, how can you ensure … "
"Dang, dang, dang!"
As Yang Fan spoke, the saber in his hand slashed like lightning, knocking away several weapons that were aimed at him and Xu Langjiang. He then continued, "Safely withdraw the five thousand soldiers from Flying Fox Pass to Ming Wei Garrison is your responsibility!"
Xu Langjiang's eyes were bloodshot. He waved the blood-stained saber in his hand and shouted, "Kill! Kill them all before leaving! "
With that, he raised the reins and fearlessly charged at the enemy again. Yang Fan clenched his teeth in hatred. Helpless, he could only follow this boorish man and continue charging forward.
"Woo ~!"
The wind and snow at the entrance of the valley surged and the arrows pierced through the air, creating a whistling sound. At this moment, the whistling sound of the arrows was several times louder. The sound was strange and sharp. Hearing this, Xu Langjiang suddenly pulled on the reins of his horse and said in surprise, "The whistling sound?"
The whistling sound began at the end of the Qin Dynasty and the beginning of the Han Dynasty. At that time, Maodun was the Xiongnu Crown Prince, but his father had a son with the woman he loved, so he wanted to depose him and send him to the Yuezhi Kingdom as a hostage. As soon as Maodun arrived at the Yuezhi Kingdom, his father launched an attack on the Yuezhi Kingdom and tried to use the Yuezhi Kingdom to kill his son.
Fortunately, Maodun was alert and managed to escape by stealing a fast horse. After that, Maodun developed the whistling sound. This kind of arrow was made up of a spear blade and a spear collar. There was a ridge in the middle to prevent the arc from being dented. The cross-section of the spear collar was circular, and when it was shot, it would make a shrill sound. After that, Maodun trained his soldiers. Wherever the whistling sound pointed, his men had to shoot, and those who disobeyed would be killed.
Maodun first shot his beloved horse, then shot his beloved wife, and trained his guards to shoot whenever they heard the whistling sound. They had no time to consider who the other party was. The last person he shot the whistling sound at was his father, and in the end, he became the Xiongnu Chanyu.
After that, the whistling sound became a special kind of arrow in the army. It could be used as a warning, and also to intimidate the enemy. It could also be used to point out targets and give military orders in an army of thousands.
General Xu was out hunting with his bodyguards, and they were already dozens of miles away from the Flying Fox Mouth. It could not be his men who shot the whistling sound. So where did this whistling sound come from?
In just a moment, he realized that something was wrong.
From the mouth of the valley, dozens of Turkic cavalry rushed out, all of them with bows and arrows. The arrows fell like rain, as they galloped and shot. Even though there were only dozens of them, but because of the continuous firing of arrows, it was as if hundreds of people were shooting at the same time. The rain of arrows instantly covered the Tang army's position in the valley.
Especially the whistling sound just now, it was estimated that the bow used was at least two stone's worth of strength. The arrow was strong and fast, and one flew right into the chest of a Tang soldier. The whistling sound stopped abruptly. The sharp arrow pierced through the Tang soldier's leather armor and robe, all the way to the feather, and the arrowhead was exposed from the back.
[Dang dang dang!]
Yang Fan knocked away three arrows in succession, and hid in the stirrup to avoid an arrow aimed at his chest. He glanced sideways at Tin Aino, and seeing that she was unharmed, he shouted sternly at General Xu, "General Xu, why are you still not leaving? If the five thousand soldiers of the Flying Fox Mouth lose their lives here, if the garrison of Ming Wei is lost because the garrison is scattered, if Liangzhou is captured because of this, a hundred deaths will not be enough to atone for your sins! "
Xu Langjiang was startled by his roar; he saw the Turkic soldiers at the mouth of the valley were like a swarm of ants, and knew that their main force would soon arrive. Luckily the valley was narrow, the thousands of soldiers and horses could not spread out, otherwise they would have rushed out like the tide by now. Xu Langjiang could only angrily turn his horse's head and roar, "Let's retreat!"
By this time, the fresh troops surging out of the valley had already seen them, and even more so noticed General Xu, because his armor was too dazzling.
At this time, whether it was the nomads or the armies of the Central Plains, there were very few heavy cavalry, because the main horse breed at that time was the Mongolian horse from the north, and the Mongolian horse was too short, if it was to carry a heavy cavalry, its mobility would severely restrict its power. The heavy cavalry of the Sui dynasty were utterly defeated by the light cavalry and spear wielders of the peasant army.
Therefore, even though the armors of the Tang Dynasty were extremely high, there were very few Generals Xu who wore such a flashy set of armor. Not only was the armor majestic, but it was also polished to the point where it shone brightly like a mirror. Under the bright sunshine today, it was practically a live target.
When the Turks rushed out of the mountain pass, they were also surprised to see the Tang army here. Then they saw that there were not many Tang soldiers, and one of them was obviously a general. Although they did not understand why they would appear here with so few people, they knew that this was a rare opportunity. The Turk general who shot the arrow with his two stone bow immediately nocked the bowstring and aimed at General Xu.
"Woo ~!"
This time, he didn't use a whistling arrow, but the arrow was swift and fast. It still let out a shrill sound as it pierced through the air. Yang Fan only felt his eardrums explode. A wolf fang arrow had already pierced through the back of General Xu who had just turned his horse around. Almost without thinking, Yang Fan immediately chopped down with his saber.
The arrow was too fast, the naked eye could only see a blur, and he slashed down based on his intuition.
The saber was like lightning, meeting the shadow of the arrow. The arrow was knocked away, the speed and power of the arrow was truly frightening, the shock numbing Yang Fan's wrist. But he did not have the time to care, because this person fired another three arrows in succession, unexpectedly shooting at him, General Xu and Tin Aino at the same time.
The three arrows arrived at the same time, too much for the eye to take in. Yang Fan's legs tightened around the horse's belly, his body slanting to the side, avoiding the arrow aimed at him and slashing at the front of Tin Aino with his saber. Tin Aino had just turned her horse around and could not dodge in time. Without thinking, the sword in her hand swung out. "Keng!" The sword was broken, and the arrow slightly changed direction, shooting towards her face.
Tin Aino was so shocked that she closed her eyes. Almost at the same time, a snow-white saber light chopped down in front of her, forcibly chopping down the arrow. By this time Yang Fan wanted to save General Xu, but it was already too late. Xu Lang Jiang had just turned his horse around, he did not even see the action of Yang Fan chopping down the first arrow for him.
Although General Xu was a reckless and crude man, he was very caring towards his subordinates, he was not willing to escape alone. He turned his horse around and subconsciously straightened his back. He was just about to call his personal guards to retreat together when an arrow came from behind, 'Pu!' it pierced through the gap of the breastplate and into the middle of his back.
"Ah!" Xu Langjiang screamed, he was thrown forward by the arrow. Yang Fan was greatly shocked; he circled his horse around and grabbed Xu Langjiang's reins. "I'll take you away!" he shouted.
Finished speaking, he fiercely slapped the horse's buttocks with the blade of his saber, urging the horse to leave. Tin Aino was only in charge of guarding his left and right, as soon as she saw him leaving, she did not hesitate and the three of them and three horses ran away.
Although General Xu was not a smart and resourceful general, he dared to fight in the face of battle and sympathized with his soldiers. He was loved and respected by the garrison at Flying Fox Pass and had a very high prestige in the army. These personal guards were his most trusted aides, as soon as they saw their general being hit by an arrow, their eyes turned red and not one of them was willing to retreat. They all rushed forward, fighting for a chance for General Xu to escape.
The fight at the valley entrance had reached its climax, but the Turkic reinforcements were still coming. After the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, the last Tang soldier who was defending the valley entrance fell down, his body full of wounds and arrows. The white snow at the valley entrance had already turned to mud and many places were suffused with a dark red color.
The Turkic general with the two stone iron bow urged his horse and slowly walked out from the pile of corpses. His eyes slowly swept past the corpses on the ground and looked at the three indistinct black dots in the distance. He coldly laughed and ordered, "Quickly inform the Great Yabgu, we can move faster!"
With one hand holding the reins, the other pointing the iron bow forward, he said in high spirits, "Today's lunch, we will eat at Flying Fox Pass!"
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