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Chapter 341 Battle(2/2)

I saw King Wei dismounting from his horse, taking off his armor, and stepping forward with a sword in hand.

He stood proudly at one end of the bridge and looked at the rushing Turkic cavalry.

The Turkic cavalry couldn't help but laugh. In their view, this was courting death.

The tumbling horse hooves stepped across the bridge, and while charging, they also drew their bows and arrows, and shot towards King Wei.

But King Wei was dodging left and right, and he actually avoided these arrows from the vanguard cavalry!

These cavalrymen were stunned.

what's the situation?

It is true that this man is not wearing armor, and his body looks lean and flexible, but it is a bit outrageous to dodge all these arrows, right?

Luo Ying, who played the role of King Wei, chuckled.

Where is this?

I remember that in the Battle of Xiangji Temple, on the battlefield of two of the most elite armies in the world a hundred years later, I was naked and slashed seven in and seven out without batting an eye.

What kind of qualities do you have that you come to call me for formation?

These few arrows want to shoot me to death, but they are really overthinking.

The Turkic cavalry did not realize what was going on and had already rushed to King Wei.

As King Wei fell into a tight siege, the cavalry in the rear did not dare to shoot arrows anymore for fear of accidental injury.

Luo Ying directly wielded the Mo Dao and killed everyone!

The Weishui River Bridge is not very spacious, but it can accommodate three or four horses running in parallel.

Such a battlefield is very restrictive for the cavalry, but for Luo Ying holding the Mo Dao, it is just right.

At the same time, in the direction of Chang'an City, the sound of horse hooves thundered.

Liang Jun’s best warriors are here!

Of course, the players would not stupidly use all their elite troops to block the Turks' retreat. They also left a large army in front to prevent the Turks from jumping over the wall.

The previous performances by the Crown Prince and the King of Qi had almost gathered all the troops of the Liang Kingdom.

Some were lying in ambush on the only way the Turks would retreat, and some were around Chang'an City, preparing to fight this tough battle.

These Liang troops quickly arrived at the banks of the Wei River, rode on their war horses, drew their bows, and aimed at the Turkic cavalry who were swimming with their horses in the river.

"put!"

With one command, thousands of arrows fired!

The Turks could neither resist nor escape in the water. A large amount of blood poured out in an instant, dyeing the river red!

Arrows are not like bullets. The loss of kinetic energy after entering the water is not that great, and they can still maintain a certain degree of lethality. What's more, the Turkic cavalry and war horses float on the water and cannot sink to the bottom. The target is too big, and it is impossible to miss it.

All are difficult.

On the other side, the Turkic cavalry tried to rush through the pontoon bridge several times, but they could not rush through it at all.

Instead, King Wei, played by Luo Ying, was so excited that he went straight along the pontoon bridge and came to the center of the pontoon bridge. He moved around among the crowd of Turkic cavalry, causing the Turks to become a mess.

Those trebuchets were still throwing huge stones at the Turkic people. Although they did not cause much damage, they continued to increase the psychological pressure of the Turkic people.

In ancient cold weapon battlefields, morale was the key to victory. Once morale collapsed, no matter how many people there were, they were just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Jieli Khan clung to the horse's reins tightly, knowing that his destiny had reached a crucial crossroads.

In real history, King Qin's illustrious reputation made him look forward and backward every step he took, and King Qin's repeated extreme pressure made him make the wrong choice almost every time, which ultimately delayed the Liang Dynasty from becoming stronger.

Destroyed in one battle.

In this plane, without King Qin, Jieli Khan naturally grew in size like never before.

This time he was not put under extreme pressure, nor did he hesitate at all, he just acted recklessly.

And the result of being decisive is in vain.

Who would have thought that these people in the Liang Dynasty were fighting life and death for so long just to put on a show for him?

In the end, Jieli Khan found that he had no other options.

"withdraw troops!"

Jieli Khan looked at Chang'an City in the distance. He once dreamed that he could invade Chang'an and become the leader of the world, but now, this was probably the last time he would look at Chang'an City freely.



Seeing that the Turks began to withdraw their troops, the King of Qi, played by Zhao Haiping, put on armor and held a gun, got on his horse.

"Command the whole army to pursue!"

"This battle will last three days without dismantling the armor! Aren't the Turks proud of their cavalry? Then let them see if the Liang Dynasty's cavalry is faster than them!

"We can't capture Jieli alive, we can't let the Turkic army fail to return, and we vow not to return!"

Zhao Haiping took the lead and rushed across the bridge, while the other Liang Jun troops followed closely behind with shouts of death like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
Chapter completed!
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