Chapter 33 Section Eleven

The earth shook. The faces of the ministers on the viewing platform and the sergeants below changed.This terrifying sound was like a group of ten-foot-tall Kuafu hitting the ground with stone hammers, approaching step by step.So much has happened in this day that no one knows what other terrible things will happen.Tuoba Shanyue's face also changed, it was not an earthquake, his intuition told him that there was great danger hidden in the earthquake.He had never heard such a sound before, it was like the iron hooves of galloping horses, but not as heavy as the horses.The vibration became more and more violent, and a puff of dust flew up from the cracks in the stone slabs in the square.The loud rumbling sound came from the Broad Street opposite the square, and everyone's eyes were cast there. There was a lot of smoke and dust, and the sunlight shone on the smoke and dust, blurring their vision.

"Iron...Iron...Iron..." An old official who was sitting stiffly on the viewing platform suddenly stood up. He couldn't continue, his Adam's apple trembled violently, Tuoba Shanyue could see the great fear in his eyes, that fear was planted deep in a person's soul, and it could tear people's hearts apart. "Iron...Iron...Iron..." The old minister waved his arms, hopping around like wild dogs.He wanted to escape, but could not find a way. "Iron... Iron... Iron...!" His last voice was almost crying, and then he knelt down trembling all over, as if he had seen the end.

Tuoba Shanyue's breathing stopped, and the intense fear seemed to pinch his heart like a big cold hand.The old minister was over eighty years old and was about to die.However, in the seventeenth year of Beili, he was still a young man of sixteen years old. As a lieutenant of the Tang Dynasty, he followed Emperor Fengyan's "Second Iron Brigade" in the northern expedition and killed him to the Tiexian River in Hanzhou. The army that exists in this world, Qingyang Tiefutu!Those warrior-like cavalry buried a whole generation of heroes of the Yin Dynasty under the long grass in Hanzhou.There are very few people who can still remember that battle now, and those who survived should be buried in the loess.Tuoba Shanyue once tried to ask the old official what the Iron Buddha was, but the old official just waved his hands and walked past with his back bent.Someone told Tuoba Shanyue that this old minister never dared to ride a horse after he came back from the Iron Line River, because the horse was a monster like a nightmare in his eyes, and he would not mention the battlefield, because it would make him dream back at midnight. woke up.

Now those nightmarish horses are back, and Tuoba Shanyue's premonition has come true.Qingyang Dajun Lu Song is not a mediocre man, and he will not bow his head under the banner of the Donglu people.He secretly restored the Iron Buddha.The peace between Donglu and Beilu has been too long, and the barbarian's ambition for Donglu has begun to beat vigorously again. The nightmarish warhorse emerged from the smoke and dust.Everyone thought that it was a monster that only appeared in dreams. The combination of pure black horse and pure black armor was not cavalry, but a ferocious beast.The blade-like thorns on the armor reflected the sunlight, the formidable iron spears in the hands of the knights were one foot or two feet long, and the chests of the horses were as wide as a wall. The horses of Donglu were like donkeys in front of them. He stomped on the heads of the Eastland horses, crushing them into a pulp.The unimaginable armor casting process made the black cavalry flawless, and even the hooves of the horses were tightly protected by chain mail. Judging from the thickness, the armor weighed hundreds of catties, but it is incredible that the horses It can still be loaded, and the knights can still move their arms freely.They put on their upper armor, slowly laid the lance pointing to the sky, and buckled it into the machine bracket on the armor. Putting on pure black iron chains, each link of those iron chains has a barb, and those who try to pass between the two horses will be scraped off and turned into white bones, and then they will pull out the waist knife with their left hand .After a series of noises, the suit of armor has now fully entered the state of combat, and it has become a set of armor composed of men, horses and armor.Are they cavalry, chariots, or wooden mines driven by horses... Or, they are monsters who violate the rules of the world at all!

Great fear fell from the sky, people pushed and squeezed each other, trying to evacuate from both sides.However, there are people everywhere in the square, and the flow of people has no exit, but is involved in an increasingly violent vortex.The Iron Buddha started, and rolled like a boulder, crushing flesh and blood.The bones of the people who met them were hung on the tip of the spear. A few people avoided the tip of the spear, but were beheaded cleanly by Tiefutu's left-hand knife. The horses that were close to each other were squeezed and hung on the iron chains between the horses, and then rolled under the huge iron hooves.Nuying threw all the arrows there, but it didn't work at all. The armor bounced off all the arrows, and those armors and even the seams were not flaws.

The thesis of Emperor Fengyan seventy years ago is still valid: "Bows and arrows can't hurt them, they are the emperors on the battlefield of heavy cavalry." Immediately there was a sharp howling of arrows.Unlike the short arrows fired from the Tang crossbow, these arrows are pitch black, longer, and faster.Behind the Iron Buddha, barbarian cavalry archers in black felt clothes threw three-foot-long mace arrows at the officers in the shield battalion and crossbow battalion.Their leader was at the forefront, riding a black horse with an untrimmed mane that flew like a banner.He bent his bow and set an arrow three hundred steps away from the viewing platform, Tuoba Shanyue drew his saber, and knocked away the arrow that was aimed at Baili Jinghong's eyebrows, his hands felt slightly numb.Baili Jinghong was completely dumbfounded, and the sergeant from the shield battalion was dispatched urgently to protect him with a copper shield.Tuoba Shanyue waved his hand, and the shield camp dragged the distraught king down.

Tuoba Shanyue carried the pixiu knife, walked to the railing of the viewing platform, and looked down at the execution ground that had been reduced to a battlefield: "Isn't it Huaca? Iron Buddha and Ghost Bow, all the elites from Hokuriku came in one day." !" Bu Hua Sang smiled proudly and coldly, leading the black horse to retreat rapidly.The crossbowman in Xia Tang had just fired his arrows, and he had already left the range of the crossbow.His bow had a farther range, and in retreating he turned and fired, and the arrows in the throats of the two crossbowmen centurions.The ghost bows gathered from all directions. They gathered in a circle, led the horses to gallop, raised their bows and roared, and then scattered like mercury pouring down the ground.Only Buhuaca remained, with a slight smile on his lips, twirling his own bowstring, facing the entire battalion of Tang crossbowmen.

"Rush over! Rush over! Kill him!" the Centurion of the Crossbow Battalion raised his sword and ordered.His legs were already trembling, but this was already a battleground between the two countries. According to the military law of the Tang Dynasty, the one who retreated died. Nobody moved.Buhuaca burst out laughing suddenly, and whipped the black horse.He rushed forward and charged towards the 300-man crossbow battalion! "Salvo! Salvo!" cried the centurion. The volley of 300 people was enough to kill the opponent, but the order of the centurion failed to wake up the sluggish sergeants, and a few short arrows were scattered and easily dodged.The Xia Tang Nu Camp had never seen such a charge, one man against three hundred men.The whistling of long arrows suddenly came from left, right, left, and right directions, and ghost bows scattered all over appeared together. They didn't shoot many arrows, but whenever someone raised the crossbow, their throats would be pierced.The unassuming tactics are perfect, he knows what kind of ability his people have, he attracts attention from the front, and leaves the task of attack to his subordinates.

"Shoot! I tell you to shoot! Don't worry about the rest!" The centurion chopped down a sergeant with a fierce sword. With a nonchalant sneer, he took an arrow from the quiver on his back freely, twisted the string and opened the bow.When he was doing all this, his eagle-like eyes kept staring at the centurion. Everyone knew what he was going to do, and the centurion himself knew better.He wanted to step back, but the bland smile and coldness made him feel that the disaster of destruction was imminent.He had a premonition that he would not escape, and he abandoned all dignity in a frantic attempt to hide behind the sergeants.The sergeants also avoided him, and there was a large area around him. Wherever he rushed, the people there dispersed.Buhuaca was only a hundred steps away from the shield camp, and the centurion folded his hands in despair, sealing his throat.He once heard that the ghost bows like to take the throat the most, because in this way, the opponent cannot make a sound of calling for help when sniping.

Buhuasa let go of the bowstring.The tip of the arrow whistled off the string, and he immediately turned his horse's head and retreated like a wind, without taking a second look. The black arrow pierced through the centurion's overlapping wrists, and then pierced his throat, and the half-foot-long shaft protruded from the back of his neck.The corpse fell to the ground numbly, and the centurion couldn't make any sound until he died. Fear enveloped everyone from head to toe, and the crossbow camp collapsed instantly. Ji Ye and Lu Guichen faced Tie Futu's charge head-on, and they also had no way to dodge.The billowing iron stream sweeps through the crowd, as if the whip of God beats the small sandbox of human beings.Those who bumped into the horses head-on were thrown into the air and trampled to pieces by iron hooves. More than one skeleton was hung on each of the lances. These spears were completely fixed on the armor, and the weight of the corpses and the spears were evenly distributed by the armor. Unloading it on the horses, the knights focused more on the knife in their left hand, and each of those horses exhaled a foot-long white gas, their eyes were red, and they carried the rage and ferocity of wild animals on the grassland. Extraordinarily exciting.

Ji Ye once thought that Lei Qi's charge was the most overbearing tactic in the world, but he was shocked again not long after.Lightning cavalry could not be compared with Iron Futu. Thunder cavalry were brave warriors, but Iron Futu was the emperor of cavalry. They stepped onto the battlefield only for glory, because they were unmatched. Tie Futu approached Ji Ye and Lu Guichen, and one of the leading ten-man team broke the chains on the saddle and lance, so the ten-man team was divided into two five-man teams, and two teams were drawn on the sides of the two men. The huge arc swept over and continued to chase the fleeing Xia Tang army.Ji Ye and Lu Guichen stood dumbfounded, and saw that the next team of ten began to slow down their horses from a long distance, and finally stopped in front of them with difficulty. A cavalryman took off the helmet that covered his entire face: "Bang Bang is here to save the world! Ba Bang is late!" Tieyi Bahan Mosuer, a famous general of the Qingyang Department, bent down hard and pressed on Lu Guichen's shoulder: "The son has finally grown up, and he raised his sword. He is a man from Qingyang. You Your father didn't look at you wrong!" When he turned to look at Ji Ye, those pure black eyes made him alert for a moment, and then he laughed. "Is this the Donglu warrior who defeated my sons? There will still be tiger-like Donglu people like you!" Tie Yi nodded. "Sons!" Tie Yi raised his sword to the sky and shouted orders at the first ten-man team that dispersed, "One more time! One more time! Let the people of Donglu see, this is the real iron cavalry of our Qingyang! " The ten-man team followed his orders and weaved through the crowd. "Arm the prince!" Tie Yi turned his head and ordered to his subordinates. A Tiefutu got off his horse, but Ji Ye couldn't believe that the cavalryman in that heavy armor could still move freely if he didn't see it with his own eyes.The Tiefutu helped Lu Guichen onto his war horse, and the people who followed followed with pack horses, ripped off the oilcloth, and a set of pure black armor was neatly stacked on the horse's back.A whole team of ten men put on armor for Lu Guichen, and different armor parts were joined together loudly on Lu Guichen's body, and then someone adjusted his joints and equipped him with a saber and a lance.That frail child was shrouded in thick steel, majestic like a real prairie king. Himeno scanned his friend with envious and even jealous eyes.He could barely recognize it, was this the Lu Guichen he was familiar with?Perhaps this kind of prairie king is the real Lu Guichen, he is not a weak and cowardly child, he is the future master of the prairie.Ji Ye was a little unclear for a while. "Jiye!" Lu Guichen stretched out his hand to Jiye, "Come with me! Let's go to Hanzhou! The grassland there is big enough, we can go wherever you want! We can Do something in Hanzhou, let everyone remember our two names! We have the strongest Gurqin wine in Qingyang, drink as much as you want! Come! Jiye! Let's go together!" Ji Ye tilted his head, silently looking at Lu Guichen's hand, silent. He suddenly jumped up and slapped Lu Guichen's palm hard.But he didn't pull that hand, he backed away step by step, shaking his head vigorously. "Asule, I'm not going to the Northland." He said loudly, "When you become a maharajah, come back to the Eastland, and you will hear everyone talking about my name." He waved his fist: "I'm going to be famous!" Lu Guichen was also stunned, staring blankly at his friend.There were many, many things jumping and flickering in the eyes of the two people looking at each other. Lu Guichen couldn't understand it, but he knew he understood it.He watched Ji Ye turned and ran away, his back was about to be immersed in the sunshine and long dust. "Ji Ye!" Lu Guichen shouted suddenly, "Do you want to be the emperor of Donglu?" This was a joke. In the military camp at Shangyang Pass, when they were talking about Emperor Qiangwei, Emperor Fengyan, and King Mighty Wu, they used to make a joke.It wasn't until today that Lu Guichen suddenly realized that it was not just a joke... that was Ji Ye's ideal. He had heard the story of the peerless emperor of the Eastern Continent, and witnessed the powerful overlord of the Eastern Continent with his own eyes. With a peerless knife.He has seen the hero's way. "What's so great about the emperor! I'll show you!" Ji Ye shouted while running. "Then you become the emperor, I make an alliance with you!" Lu Guichen raised his fist. Ji Ye also raised his fist, and both of them showed their iron blue fingertips and smiled. Tie Yi turned the horse's head silently, and ordered in a low voice: "Cover the prince to evacuate." Not far in front of his horse, Tuoba Shanyue is holding a pixiu knife and riding a brown haired horse, the Xia Tang army is approaching him. "Iron Futu... Is this the management of Qingyang these years? The king underestimated the majesty, does he want the entire Eastern Land?" Tuoba Shanyue asked expressionlessly. "Don't we men on the grassland have been counting on this day all our lives? If given the chance, our horseshoes will certainly turn the city gate of the Donglu people into the widest pasture!" Tie Yi slowly pulled down his visor, "Tuoba Shanyue, you traitor of the barbarians, I wanted to compete with you as early as the first time you stepped into the northern capital." "Everyone will be forced to fight in this era!" Tuoba Shanyue swung his knife forward, "Kill!" ----------------------------------------------- Notes: