Sui and Tang Dynasty Generals

Chapter 128: Fight again! Win again!
Yanmen City.

On the top of the city wall, Chen Xiaoyi, the prefect of Yanmen, Wang Que, the governor of Yanmen, and the lieutenants Shi Chuzhi and Jia Fanshuang listened to the report from their subordinates with a look of surprise on their faces.

"Why did the Turks suddenly withdraw? Are they just trying to be mysterious?"

Wang Que was a little confused and then looked at Chen Xiaoyi.

"No, if the Turks were just trying to be mysterious, they would never choose to leave overnight. The Turks retreated in a hurry, something must have happened!"

Chen Xiaoyi shook his head and looked at the soldier who was reporting beside him.

"Send out scouts to investigate!"

Chen Xiaoyi opened his mouth and gave the order.

"Here!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers immediately took orders and turned to leave.

.....................

In the plain.

In the Turkic camp, upon hearing the scout's report, Duomu Dulu's face turned very ugly and he stood up in a hurry.

"Quick! Get your arrows ready! Shoot all those Sui Dynasty cavalrymen to death!"

"After we get rid of this Sui cavalry, we will get rid of the Sui army in Yanmen!"

Momedagan rode on a horse, accompanied by his trusted followers, and urged the soldiers who were busy coming and going.

Duomuduolu, with two of his trusted followers, quickly came before Momedagan.

"Dagan! This Sui army is different from the other Sui armies. We must not be careless. Let's return to Yanmen Pass first. After my troops have rested, we will fight this Sui army together!"

Duomuduolu looked at Momedagan and began to persuade him.

Looking at the troops that had already begun to assemble, Duomu Dulu was full of worry. Even thinking back on last night's experience at this moment, he couldn't help but feel creepy.

That feeling.

It's as if someone has seen through me!
"Aren't there only about a thousand of them?"

Momedagan frowned slightly when he heard what Duomudulu said, but he didn't take it seriously.

"Even without your troops, I have nearly 20,000 men under my command! 20,000 men versus 1,000 men, a 20-fold difference!"

Momedagan looked at the assembled troops and said to Duomu Dulu.

Regarding Duomudulu's night attack on the Sui Dynasty cavalry, which eventually led to an ambush and defeat, Momedagan felt that Duomudulu had read too many military books in the Central Plains and his cleverness backfired.

What the Prairie Warriors are best at is head-on combat.

With Duomuduolu's troops, the enemy has only a thousand people, so they can just engage in a head-on battle. Why bother with a sneak attack?

Thinking of how Duomudulu fled here overnight with his defeated troops, Momedagan couldn't help laughing. He had forgotten how many years it had been since he saw Duomudulu in such a miserable state.

"Do not……"

Duomuduolu was still very worried, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Momedagan.

"You go back and rest! Leave the Sui cavalry to me!"

After Momedagan finished speaking, he took his generals and walked out of the camp, leading the Turkic army to the direction where the Sui cavalry was coming.

in situ.

Duomu Dulu looked at this scene with a worried look on his face, but when he thought of the men under his command, who had not slept the whole night and now had no fighting power at all and were in urgent need of rest.

"Pass the order down, everyone stays at home and stays on standby at all times!"

Duomuduolu gave instructions to his confidants, then snatched a warhorse from a passing Turk, told another confidant to fetch his weapon, and rode out of the camp.

on the plains.

The Turkic army marched side by side in a huge column, a huge crowd of people.

The one-eyed, scarred Momedagan and Duomu Duolu, who held a seven-foot iron caltrop, were at the front of the Turkic army with their trusted generals.

The seven-foot iron caltrop was like an extended sledgehammer with short protruding iron tips deliberately hammered on it. Since it was a night attack last night, Duomudulu's seven-foot iron caltrop did not harvest the lives of the Central Plains people. However, in previous battles with the Central Plains people, many Sui army soldiers were smashed to death by Duomudulu's seven-foot iron caltrop.

It is no exaggeration to say that anyone hit by Duomu Duolu's seven-foot iron caltrop will be injured if not killed.

Momedagan was skilled in using the three-meter lasso and liked to capture enemy generals alive in melee combat. This was also the origin of Momedagan's fame. Among the Turks, few could match his military achievements.

the other side.

The Sui cavalry soldiers were also lined up side by side. Although it was obvious at a glance that their army was smaller than the vast Turkic army, the momentum of each Sui soldier was far greater than that of the Turkic army.

There is no other but the ever-victorious army!
Since following Fu Zihou, all the Sui army officers and soldiers have never experienced defeat, no matter how many troops the enemy has, whether it is more than ten times or more than twenty times, whether it is marching south or north.

All enemies were defeated and fled under their command.

Every soldier of the Sui army believed from the bottom of their hearts that as long as Fu Zihou led the army, any enemy would be defeated by them.

"how to spell?"

Li Shimin was riding a war horse. At this moment, there were quivers hanging on both sides of the horse's back. There was a small gap in each quiver. However, even so, at a glance, there were probably no less than two or three hundred arrows on Li Shimin's horse's back.

"Listen to you!"

Fu Zihou, holding a lance, spoke to Li Shimin.

Compared to himself, Fu Zihou trusted Li Shimin more in a head-on battle.

Whether Li Shimin was leading troops to fight or planning the entire war situation, he was good at considering the costs and the casualties of soldiers. Therefore, letting Li Shimin lead the troops was enough to make people feel at ease.

Moreover, during this period of time, Fu Zihou was surprised to find that Li Shimin was very good at finding the enemy's weaknesses in head-on combat.

Therefore, if in a head-on battle, even Li Shimin was not sure of victory, Fu Zihou would never choose to start a war rashly, but would lead his troops to withdraw without hesitation.

My teacher taught me this in the past.

No one is perfect, and it is impossible for one person to do everything. For many things, we have to choose capable people to do them, just like selecting strikers, who is good at leading the troops to attack, who is good at leading the troops to defend, who is good at leading the troops to cover the rear, and who is full of strategies.

Whether it is leading troops or governing a country, you must learn how to use people!
"it is good!"

When Li Shimin heard Fu Zihou's words, he did not refuse immediately. He rode forward two steps and scanned the Turkic army opposite him while riding.

After counting the interest.

When they saw the Turkic army in the distance, they suddenly began to rush towards here like a flood that had pulled out the wooden fence.

"All soldiers, listen to my orders!"

Li Shimin's expression froze, his eyes widened with anger, and a terrifying look slowly emerged on his face, which was often exposed to wind and sun.

"kill!"

Li Shimin picked up the bow and crossbow, shouted loudly, and took the lead to charge towards the Turkic army.

"kill!"

Fu Zihou kicked his horse hard and led Sui generals such as Hu Jingyuan and Yin Tianzong, as well as all the Sui soldiers, to charge towards the Turkic army.

on the plains.

Dust rose from the horizon. Amid the roar of thousands of war horses' manes standing on end and the sound of their iron hooves tearing the earth apart, the soldiers of the Sui army looked at the Turks in front of them, raised their bows, drew their arrows, and shot arrows at the Turkic army.

Li Shimin was wearing armor and holding a longbow. His phoenix eyes were wide open on his short beard. He felt very at ease when he saw Fu Zihou riding a horse with a lance in his hand and rushing towards him.

"kill!!!"

"kill!!"

Amid the howling sounds, both sides shot arrows. In the dense air, many Sui army soldiers were shot and fell off their horses.

However, among the surging and galloping Sui army, not a single one was afraid. With veins bulging on their foreheads and the cold light of their armor shining brightly, the Sui cavalry soldiers quickly formed a formation and charged into the huge Turkic army.

In an instant, thousands of war horses neighed.

In the chaos of the fight, there were endless shouts of killing and figures falling off their horses. Blood splattered on every soldier of the Sui army, and some even dripped onto their dark faces.

On the galloping horses, the soldiers of the Sui army kept holding their weapons and fighting with the Turkic men who were rushing past.

"Bastard!"

Momedagan, holding a longbow, had just shot and killed a Sui army soldier when he noticed that not far away, two figures were moving in the Turkic army as if they were no one in the area. Wherever they passed, the Turks fell off their horses and died.

Seeing this situation, how could Momedagan not know that if he continued to let those two lead the Sui army to charge like this, his troops would be defeated sooner or later.

Moreover, Momedagan could tell at a glance that the two men charging in the front were the main generals of the Sui army.

"Follow me! Go!"

Momoda Gan shouted to his trusted followers, and rode first, chasing after the two figures.

"Dagan!" Duomu Dulu, holding a seven-foot iron caltrop, swung it and knocked a Sui army soldier off his horse. Looking at Momo Dagan who was chasing him, he shouted hurriedly.

However, in the chaotic battlefield, with so much fighting going on, Duomu Dulu's voice could not reach Momedagan's ears at all.

"Drive! Drive..."

Seeing this, Duomudulu had no choice but to take up his weapon and chase after Momedagan. If something happened to Momedagan, the entire Turkic army would be defeated, and Duomudulu would not be in any better situation.

On the battlefield.

While charging on horseback, Li Shimin kept drawing his bow and shooting arrows, killing the Turks.

Fu Zihou was riding in front of Li Shimin, waving his lance and continuously reaping the lives of the Turks.

The two of them cooperated more and more tacitly. Li Shimin's archery skills were unparalleled in the world, and Fu Zihou was invincible in one-on-one horse battles with only one horse and one spear. With Li Shimin's arrows paving the way, Fu Zihou never had to worry about being besieged. With Fu Zihou fighting in the front, Li Shimin could concentrate on shooting arrows in the back.

The entire battlefield was surrounded by densely packed Turks, but in front of Li Shimin and Fu Zihou, it seemed as if there was no one. Not to mention the Turks blocking the front, even the Turks on both sides were terrified when they saw the fierce appearance of Li Shimin and Fu Zihou.

They have seen the fierce people of the Central Plains.

But they had never seen anyone who could clear the way for the entire Sui army with just two people!
Looking at the Sui cavalry, whose momentum was growing stronger and stronger with Li Shimin and Fu Zihou leading the way, the Turks all felt a little bit of fear in their hearts.

When two armies are fighting, it is impossible to stop the charge of a large army with just one or two people, not to mention that at this moment, the Sui Dynasty cavalry army, led by Fu Zihou and Li Shimin, has torn a big hole in the entire Turkic army.

"Die!"

While riding his horse at full speed, Momadagan picked up his crossbow and aimed the arrow at the fast-moving Fu Zihou.

The reason why it was Fu Zihou was because Fu Zihou was holding a horse lance, and Li Shimin behind him was holding an arrow.

As long as Fu Zihou, who was fighting in the front, was shot and killed, Li Shimin, who was behind, would naturally be killed by the Turks.

As Momedagan loosened his grip, arrows instantly flew towards Fu Zihou in the chaotic battlefield.

Momedagan was extremely confident in his archery skills. In the past, apart from lasso, his best skill was archery. As a man who grew up hunting on the grassland, Momedagan was more familiar with bows and arrows than anyone else.

"kill!"

Fu Zihou was holding a lance and riding his horse quickly. He was killing a Turkic man holding a scimitar and was about to kill another Turkic man who had rushed in front of him when he suddenly realized something. Without caring about anything else, Fu Zihou quickly fell to the side of the horse's back.

"Zihou!"

Li Shimin was shocked when he saw this, but fortunately he saw Fu Zihou's feet were still on the horse's back, and he was sliding his lance on the ground with both hands, trying hard to support his body.

Looking at the direction where the arrow came from, Li Shimin saw Momedagan with a look of surprise on his face.

Take out the arrow.

Fortunately, Li Shimin shot an arrow at Momedagan without hesitation.

Momedagan was surprised that his arrow just now failed to kill the Sui general. When he came to his senses and noticed Li Shimin's actions, he was shocked and quickly rolled off the horse.

"what!"

Fu Zihou felt a burning pain on his cheek. Looking at the Turkic man who had passed by and was heading towards Li Shimin, he roared angrily and tried his best to stand up. The moment he stood up, he swung the lance in his hand at the Turkic man.

It was also because of Fu Zihou's actions that the Turks suffered a pain and almost fell off their horses before they even reached Li Shimin.

By the time the Turks came to their senses, they had already missed Li Shimin. Seeing that they were not careful and would have no time to avoid the dense Sui cavalry in front of them, the Turks looked desperate.

"kill!"

Yin Tianzong, holding a sword in hand, quickly rushed to the Turkic man, and with a powerful sword strike, he killed the Turkic man on his horse.

Li Shimin watched Fu Zihou stand up and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Fu Zihou had lost his lance and was drawing his sword. Before he could think about it, Li Shimin noticed that the Turkic leader had actually climbed onto the horse from under it.

Saw this scene.

Li Shimin knew that he had encountered a difficult person.

Just from his archery skills and his skill in getting on and off a horse, it can be seen that this man is a brave and warlike person.

"Zihou! Give me ten breaths!"

At the moment, Li Shimin could only trust Zihou in front of him. Facing an enemy with superb archery skills not far away, Li Shimin knew that if he did not get rid of the enemy, he and Fu Zihou would sooner or later die under the enemy's arrows.

"it is good!"

Fu Zihou in front did not look back, but after seeing Fu Zihou draw out his sword, he drew out his sword with his other hand again. Li Shimin chose to believe Fu Zihou and put his life in Fu Zihou's hands.

Riding his horse behind Fu Zihou, Li Shimin completely gave up the front, quickly took out the arrows, and concentrated on competing with the Turkic leader in archery and horsemanship.

not far away.

Momedagan also saw this scene, and like Li Shimin, he quickly took out the arrow.

front of the battlefield.

Fu Zihou rode his horse at full speed. Facing the densely packed Turks charging at him, he held a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, his eyes full of determination.

Looking at the Turks holding scimitars who were in front of him in the blink of an eye, Fu Zihou waved the sword in his hand as fast as a galloping war horse and slashed at the Turks on the left and right.

In the rapid fight, Fu Zihou killed a Turk with his backhand, and seeing another Turk coming at him with a scimitar, he quickly blocked it with his sword, and then killed the other one with his knife.

Without Li Shimin's archery skills to clear the way ahead, Fu Zihou had to face a dense and endless stream of Turkic troops.

More importantly, Li Shimin is behind him now.

Fu Zihou must not only not be killed by the Turks who rushed towards him, but he must also kill every Turk and not let any Turk live until his death.

Ten breaths~nine breaths~eight breaths...

Almost every moment, facing the endless stream of Turks, Fu Zihou was nervous and fought hard.

Fu Zihou no longer cared about the cheek scratched by the arrow, the intense pain and numbness, and the blood flowing down his neck.

Six breaths~five breaths...

While fighting with swords in both hands, Fu Zihou looked at the Turks one by one. Sometimes, when facing attacks, he would rather use his armor to block the sword than let the Turks go.

There were gaps in the chest and even the armor on the shoulders.

Three breaths~two breaths...

A Turkic man accidentally passed by him. Looking at the galloping warhorse, Fu Zihou's pupils shrank at this moment, and he threw the sword in his hand with all his strength without hesitation.

Fu Zihou heaved a sigh of relief only after seeing the sharp sword pierce into the Turkic man's back.

However, a premonition that surged between his brows made Fu Zihou turn around quickly and raise his sword with both hands in an instant.

A spark flew across the blade...

"Die!"

Fu Zihou quickly recovered and turned his knife around to kill the Turkic man.

Before Fu Zihou could catch his breath, he sat on the galloping horse and looked at the increasing number of Turks in front of him. Three of them were about to kill him.

That's when.

Three arrows flew past Fu Zihou, and in an instant, all three Turkic men were shot and fell off their horses.

See this scene.

Fu Zihou quickly looked behind him and saw that Li Shimin had already picked up the bow.

Seeing Fu Zihou turning around to look at him, a smile flashed across Li Shimin's cold and solemn face and murderous eyes.

And on the other side.

As Momedagan fell from power, the entire Turkic army began to panic.

On the other hand, the Sui Dynasty cavalry officers and soldiers all saw the scene where Li Shimin and Momedagan were shooting each other with bows and arrows. They saw with their own eyes that during the fight, Li Shimin's last arrow not only deflected the arrow shot by Momedagan in mid-air, but also hit Momedagan directly in the cheek.

Seeing the Turkic army falling into panic at this moment, generals such as Hu Jingyuan, Xia Jia, Xiong Ruixiang, Cao Yong, and Xing Ming, led the Sui army with completely irresistible momentum, and fought against the Turkic army with murderous intent.

At this moment, it is more like the Sui cavalry is chasing the Turks rather than fighting.

The Sui cavalry was too powerful, and more and more Turks were defeated and began to hide in panic or even flee.

"Come on!"

Duomuduolu looked at Momedagan who was shot and fell off his horse, shouted loudly, and then without caring about anything else, he began to flee to the north.

Seeing this, other Turks around followed Duomu Dulu and fled.

"kill!!"

"kill!"

The Sui army soldiers chased after the Turks in a mighty force, holding weapons and constantly hacking and killing the Turks.

Looking around, it was hard to imagine the scene we were seeing, that is, a small number of Sui army soldiers were chasing and killing enemies that were dozens of times their number, while the Turks, who obviously had more men and horses, were all fleeing in panic.

(End of this chapter)