Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 337 Into the Interior
The land of the southwest, the foothills.

Li Daozong abandoned the previous plan, and suddenly added two marching hours at night, arriving ahead of time in the stretch of towering mountains.

Afterwards, he ordered his three generals to lead fine riders to encircle the mountains, forming a pocket, waiting for the Tuyuhun soldiers rushing in to help them.

After recuperating for two hours, he saw Murong Xiaojun rushing forward with nearly [-] soldiers, and at dusk, a big battle was about to break out.

After all, the two evils came to subdue the unintentional people again, and the soldiers who inquired about them were already one step ahead.Coupled with the advantages of the terrain, the ambush went smoothly.

The muscular Murong Xiaojun held a half-foot-long iron spear in his hand, looked at the menacing iron cavalry and gun forest when he came, and ordered the soldiers in front to put up their shields to fight, and the roar shook the valley amidst the chaos.

"Damn thief Tang, actually doing some sneaky things!"

"You motherfucker who dares to sneak attack, fight with me!"

In the field of vision, the rolling stones on the mountain were like rain, falling down with the sound of rolling and roaring, and many barbarian soldiers were a little overwhelmed.

While dodging the rolling stones on the mountain, I saw the cavalry rushing in front of the valley, I was shocked and wanted to retreat.

Just when the arrow hit the ground, the rolling stones on the mountain stopped falling, and the rumbling horseshoes pierced the eardrums, and thousands of cavalry followed.

The leader, General Tang, with murderous intent on his young face, brandished a red-tasseled black gun and charged into the crowd.More cavalry cavalry rushed in on the bloody road opened up.

"Brave!"

"Today, I, Su Qingjie, will kill your dogs! I will avenge the people who have been wiped away at the border!"

The majestic voice is full of wild ferocity, like a liger wrapped in anger.

"Don't retreat! Only by breaking through the encirclement can there be a way out!"

Murong Xiaojun, who knew that he was temporarily agitated and fell into the siege, pushed aside the scattered arrows in his vision, and roared at the soldiers in front of him who had been torn apart.

But on today's battlefield, there are interceptions in the front and random arrows in the back. There is no sign of agglomeration, and the disintegrated army began to hide under the boulders that fell from the rock wall.

Wandering around, trying to save the negligent Murong Xiaojun, even though he had some intentions to save the declining situation, he was inevitably engulfed by the sound of fighting all over the sky.

Amidst the rain of arrows, Murong Xiaojun was fighting separately among the engulfed soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. Suddenly, a stray arrow pierced his left shoulder. Moaning in pain, a spear of constant color slammed down head-on. , subconsciously raised the sword in his hand to resist, and the huge force directly knocked the figure over and fell off the horse.

The moment the rebound hit his chest, Murong Xiaojun spit out a mouthful of blood with a rush of blood, and smashed his back to the ground, the weapon in his hand fell silently.

In the blood-red sight, there are stumped limbs and broken arms all over the eyes, and the fleeing soldiers were stabbed to the ground by the cold light, splashing out bright red and dazzling blood.

The buzzing noise and mournful screams gradually became blurred in his mind, Murong Xiaojun was in a moment of confusion, looking at the quietly falling night, struggling to murmur from the corner of his blood-spitting mouth.

"... Khan... this time... blame me..."

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The sky is getting brighter, and there are some bright white shadows in the east.

Fu Yun, who had been anxious all night, carefully came out of her sleep, habitually holding the scimitar under the pillow in her hand, opened her eyes and saw the empty felt tent and the quiet surroundings, and just took a breath and calmed down.

Pushing through the bed made of furs, his body suddenly became alert.

After eating, he ran out in a hurry with bare feet and lifted the curtain.

In the eyes, several generals stood in front of the felt tent with their hands down in the blue sky, silent, and Fu Yun was suddenly shocked.

"Damn! What are you doing in front of the lonely king's tent if you don't defend the city? Let me defend the city!"

A leader came out slowly with tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth and looked at Fu Yun.

"The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty did not attack the city."

"Leader Murong Xiaojun...he..."

Looking away at the busy soldiers and the spears and spears on the top of the city, Fuyun was stunned and took two steps back.There was an indistinct 'uh uh' sound in his mouth.Then tears flowed from the eyes, and the corners of the mouth opened to the limit.

"Xiaojun..."

A mournful voice hovered around, Fu Yun's body was a little swaying, but he was dragged by a big hand from behind, and the choked voice rang in his ears.

"Khan... my condolences..."

"...The top priority...is how to defend the city, how to avenge my brothers..."

Suddenly, Fu Yun broke free from the leader's arm, pulled out the scimitar from the leader's waist at his side, and stuffed it in the leader's hand.

"Kill me! Kill me!"

The hissing and strenuous sound resounded in front of the felt tent, the leader who had been stuffed with the knife threw down his sword in panic, and several figures hurried forward to hug the struggling figure.

"Khan! Calm down!"

"Now that all the soldiers are in front of the battle, the leader of the army, you can't fall down!"

"Think twice! Only by living can we avenge Murong Xiaojun's tribe! Khan!"

Various voices of persuasion resounded in the surroundings, and a leader hugged the separated struggling body tightly, his words choked up.

The struggling figure gradually calmed down, the sad look on his face slowly receded, he gritted his yellow teeth, and clenched his fists fiercely.

"Datang owes my brother a life, and I promise that I will make him pay in blood!"

"Climb to the top of the city! Form the formation, and I will lead the charge!"

"Report~"

A long voice came out, interrupting the military order full of anger.

The soldiers got off their horses, looked at the sad faces of the leaders, still guessed the reason, cheered up, bowed and bowed their hands.

"Khan, Atugun summoned the old troops and came to join them."

Everyone present was stunned, and a look of astonishment appeared on their faces.

A Tugun fled in Kuoye, Liangzhou, and Fu Yun became even more furious because of this. When he scolded the coward, he trampled the only tiger skin bed in the camp to pieces. In the critical moment, he came to defect.

A look of joy flashed across the tear-stained face, and the soles of the feet without shoes seemed to be unable to feel the coldness of the mud at the moment, striding ahead of the leaders.

"Follow me to welcome you!"

Fu Yun knew in his heart that even if A Tugun returned now, his power was not as good as before, but it would undoubtedly be a big improvement for the morale of the whole army.

Throwing off the cloak, the hurried figure raised his arms and shouted at the guards at the city gate.

"Open the city gate!"

The sturdy figure pulled the creaking wheel, and several straight thick ropes slowly hoisted the boulder behind the city gate. Behind the slowly opened city gate, A Tugun stood quietly with three thousand soldiers.

Fu Yun strode up to meet him, hugged A Tugun who had dismounted from his horse, and patted him on the shoulder with tears streaming down his face.

"A Tugun, the lonely king is sorry for you!"

The visitor hugged this fat body, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and patted Fu Yun's back vigorously.

"Atugun is willing to follow the Khan to the death!"

When looking at the leaders with different expressions behind him, A Tugun showed an unrecognizable sneer, and the voice in his heart said.

"It seems that I came at the right time, the right time for Murong Xiaojun's death."

(End of this chapter)