Chapter 128: Burning the Three of the Futu City

Jie Li stood on the city wall on the east side, looking at the battle situation on the hills, but in fact he could not see anything.

The shouts of killing continued. The soldiers under Yelu Letaigu were all experienced and knew how to judge the enemy and me in the dark by using sound. Although they had never read the Night Battle in the "Fenyang Soldiers", the "Fenyang Soldiers" was just a summary of actual combat. The Khitan soldiers and generals were as a wolf-like agility, and they also knew how to use hearing and smell to fight the enemy.

Murong Chunhua's troops' ability to attack is not first-class among the Tang Junfu, but their agility is quite high. After nightfall, even the fiercest people must become more cautious. They do not take action easily in the dark, but they can kill people with just one knife.

The situation gradually became unpredictable. Yelu Letaigu's advantage in frontal assault became less obvious, but for Murong Chunhua, the enemy might appear by his side at any time!

Ge Lan at the foot of the mountain seemed very hesitant. When he advanced to the foot of the mountain, the night had become darker, and he had to take a lot of risks to continue advancing. And Jie Li stood at the top of the city and could only be anxious.

But a danger they had never imagined happened behind him.

Yang Zhuo's age was almost an underage in the era before Zhang Mai came to this world, but in this era, Yang Zhuo felt that he was too late to join the army.

Before joining the army and being trained, Yang Zhuo had actually made some contributions as a young soldier. As a soldier in Xinxue Yecheng, he had undergone rigorous training by the Tang army and achieved good results in strict exams. When he was officially appointed as a military officer, he had already become a deputy fire chief. After that, he performed more than a dozen reconnaissance tasks and made his mark in the battle of Shagua. It was fast to be promoted to the deputy captain at this age. However, thinking about his brother Yang Yi's achievements, Yang Zhuo felt that he was out of reach.

The sky was completely dark, but the sound of killing on the hills did not stop. The Tang army and the Khitan army actually started a night battle! Someone lit a torch, but the light was not enough like the daytime. Under the dark yellow light, the battle mainly depends on the feeling outside the eyes - including sound, movement and even smell!

Guo Shiyong taught these things when teaching the soldiers, and he also achieved good results in night battle training. However, only after night battle training can he know the dangers of night battles. If the daytime battle can also use his skillful martial arts to improve his survival rate, then whether he can survive in night battles can really depend on luck.

Yang Zhuo prayed silently, hoping that Murong Chunhua would be safe.

"Brother Zhuo, do you want to light a torch?"

A seventeen-year-old boy said.

"No!" Yang Zhuo said: "Silently, come with me!"

One hundred and fifty cavalry, one hundred and fifty young men, the newborn calf who were not afraid of tigers, pressed a horizontal knife and quietly approached the city of Futu. The equipment on their 150 people was the best among the nine thousand cavalrymen. These people were either the children of the soldiers and generals of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the soldiers of the army of the soldiers of the army of the soldiers of the army of the soldiers of the army of the soldiers of the army of the soldiers of the army were adopted by the generals of the Tang in recent years. In addition to the official equipment, their families also had equipment supplements.

Although the Tang army occupied a huge territory, the finances were always tight. Murong Chunhua's nine thousand cavalry and weapons were still unavoidable. Only these 150 cavalry were all horizontal swords.

Yang Zhuo used the light of stars and moon to distinguish the road and came to the city, and found that there was no guard post at the top of the city - if it were Tang army, he would have been discovered under the city wall!

In fact, Ge Lan still arranged a defense sentry, but the troops in the city were insufficient, and all young and middle-aged men joined the army. In this autumn, even mobilized elderly women and children for work such as mowing grass. This time, Murong Chunhua suddenly came, and Ge Lan mobilized men over thirteen and under 65 years old. When Yelu Letaigu decided to fight in the field, Ge Lan understood that this battle would be the key to victory and defeat, so he put all his troops into the war outside the city. As for the only old and weak women left in the city, even if these people received the order, how could they know how to defend the city?

According to the impression that Yang Zhuo had obtained during his surveillance, he walked slowly along the city wall and walked around for a long time. Finally, he saw a little light - the light from the city - the gap was found!

"Who is it!" several old men stood up tremblingly and asked.

Yang Zhuo rushed over and shouted, "It's your little ancestor!" He choked and pulled out the horizontal knife. The two old herders screamed in shock. They were holding wooden spears in their hands, but they had the courage to face the enemy at this time? Several of them fell to the ground, and the other turned around and fled, screaming and shouting: "The Tang army has entered the city, the Tang army has entered the city!"

The lights in the city of Futu slowly lit up, and a panic began to sprout.

Yang Zhuo glanced at the old man who was kneeling on the ground and sneered, "Killing a dying person like you is not a hero!" He pointed to the old herder who ran away and said, "Five people set fire to him, and one hundred people kill the enemy!"

More than a hundred teenagers received the order in unison and rushed in with one mount.

The break is a small river that was introduced into the city. Now the river has dried up, leaving only a shallow river channel. Yang Zhuo rushed in and jumped ashore. Fifty torches were lit up behind him, one hundred horizontal knives, and the blades were shining with fire. The fire shone with the horizontal knives. After a few steps, he saw a large pile of hay. Several deputy fire chiefs under Yang Zhuo leaned over the torches. At the end of autumn and early winter, the weather was very dry, and the small blood did not cover the ground. The city was full of hay. Yang Zhuo did not have to find a place to set fire. At first, he used a torch to light it, but later he simply threw the torch onto the pile. As soon as the fire spread, he used weapons to provoke the forage and sprinkle it everywhere.

At first, I really followed Yang Zhuo's orders, and only one-third of the people lit the fire. Later, the teenagers were in high spirits and all started doing this.

They were like Zhu Rong descending to earth, and they lit the torches wherever they went, and where they were facing the enemy?

No! There are only women who keep running away, old men who kneel wherever they go, and children who cry and cry in the sound of horse hooves.

Unconsciously, I broke into a horse shed with twenty rows of horse sheds and raised four hundred good horses. It was obviously a place that only the big people in the Futu City could own.

A naughty team was shouting: "I have an idea!"

Dozens of teenagers turned over and dismounted, tied piles of hay and firewood to their horse's tails, followed by a little fire, and shouted—

The frightened horses were in chaos, and they ran out of the horse shed and ran around in all directions. What was rushing out was no longer Mars, but fire clusters!

Yang Zhuo laughed loudly and shouted, "Fire Horse Formation! This is called the Fire Horse Formation!"

The fire became louder and louder. Jie Li was just focusing on the southeast, but suddenly he heard the sound of rushing behind him!

"What?"

"Prince, no good, Tang Jun..."

"What about Tang Jun?"

"The Tang army has entered the city! Set fire in the city!"

"What!"

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The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the walls of the Futu City could not effectively stop the north wind. The horses scattered thousands of fire seeds with fire balls. When the fire became strong, the wind also helped. The drifting hay fell to every corner of the city. First, the tent was lit, and even the houses began to burn!

Because Yang Zhuo could not distinguish the roads in the city in the dark, he was just rushing around the south, but the fire had already spread to the north and west of the city before them!

The night view of the city of Futu is getting brighter and brighter in the fire.

The women with disheveled hair and even naked bodies escaped from the fire tent. The old man and the children cried harder, but the one hundred and fifty teenagers laughed louder. One of them imitated the adult's lewd smile and shouted tenderly: "Brother Zhuo, let's go find the princess of Pijia. I've found it. Let her warm your feet tonight!"

Yang Zhuo spat and laughed: "What are other people's women coming to do! I would rather ask Jie Li's head to go back and receive the merits!"

I didn't encounter any resistance along the way, just ignite, ignite, and then ignite. Later, when the fire became, they did not ignite, but drove out those who tried to put out the fire. When the wind blew, it naturally brought countless sparks.

The fire not only brings light, but also makes the whole city warm. For the people in the Futu City, this warmth is a sign of death, but the 150 naughty boys are so happy that they are jumping around.

"Brother Yang Zhuo! Someone is coming! Enemy!"

"What!" Yang Zhuo was overjoyed. He seemed to have forgotten that he had only more than a hundred people. He had not encountered any resistance after entering the city. His sword was not covered with blood! "Kill it!"

"Kill it!" The young men cheered excitedly, as if they were going to greet the enemy, but the bride!

The young men were restlessly restless on the horse, constantly walking through the fire, making them feel hungry and thirsty. Someone suddenly sang the song Zhang Mai taught them to sing: "Hungry and eat the meat of the barbarians, laugh at the thirst and drink the blood of the Huns!" Someone shouted: "Come on, come on! Barbarians, come on! Try our swords!"

The sound of horse hooves approached, but more than a hundred white-haired veterans came. Faced with the group of teenagers, they made their final resistance. Unfortunately, their age has faded, and their weapons are all variegated weapons. Yang Zhuo said coldly: "Immortals, I'm looking for death!"

They rushed over and burst out their energy that they had nowhere to vent, like chopping melons and vegetables, and chopping off the heads that had once been glorious in the Western Regions with one knife.

The stimulation of the bloody smell made Yang Zhuo become cruel, and his face felt a fierceness that should not be at this age. He suddenly screamed. What he called out was not the war virtue taught by Guo Shiyong: "Kill, burn! Kill all the men in this city, take their women away, and burn me to the north of the Tianshan Mountains to flat ground!"

More than a hundred people cheered each other, and they were circling in the fire. Suddenly, several women shouted in the wind: "Prince, Prince Jie Li, save us!"

"Jie Li?" Yang Zhuo was surprised: "He is there!"

When the fire broke out, Jie Li fled from the city in horror. When he looked west, he saw the light of fire in the city. People in the city came and went in the fire. They heard shouts of killing vaguely, and saw people running away constantly. The wind blew from the northwest, and occasionally it was even more bloody! Jie Li didn't know how many soldiers and horses were killed into the city, and suddenly thought to himself: "No, no, the Tang army has so many troops, how could it be suppressed by the Khitans? Ah! I was fooled! Their target is me!"

As soon as he thought of this, Jie Li shouted, "Escape!" He jumped down from the city and sent someone to pass on Ge Lan to protect him!

But before Ge Lan arrived, a light cavalry rushed closer, and a man shouted in Uighur dialect: "Where is the prince, where is the prince?"

The Uighurs spoke very correctly. Jie Li shouted without thinking, "I'm here, come and protect you!"

After a glance, when the cavalry team was running towards the back of the fire, Jie Li said in a shock, "Who are you?"

Yang Zhuo smiled slyly: "Who am I? I'm here to take your life!"

He cut off Jie Li's neck with one knife!

"Wow——" dozens of guards beside Jie Li shouted and they even dispersed!

Yang Zhuo took Jie Li's head and shouted: "Brothers, Jie Li's head has been obtained! At least I can be promoted to the lieutenant, you have to follow me!"

More than a hundred teenagers shouted together: "Of course!" Yang Zhuo shouted: "Then go find the enemy to kill, why are you still standing there!"

There were more than 2,000 people coming by Ge Lan dozens of steps away, but after seeing Yang Zhuo's ferocity, he didn't know how many soldiers and horses there were behind him. Looking at Jie Li's head who was raised high by Yang Zhuo, Ge Lan didn't have the courage to go forward and snatch it. He lamented and led the troops to flee west.

The fire became more and more fierce. Not only the haystacks, but also the walls with earth and wood were burning. This was a city that stocked up enough for tens of thousands of war horses to survive the winter. Once it was burned, the scene was so spectacular!

The originally dark earth actually became bright, and this vast pasture was like a huge lamp lit!

Yelu Letaigu had already forced to the vicinity of Murong Chunhua at this time. Most of his soldiers were scattered in the dark, but nearly a thousand people were gathered around him. He saw that he could rush to the enemy's chief general. Once Murong Chunhua's head was cut off, the situation of this war could be reversed!

However, the night that was supposed to be getting darker suddenly became light, as if someone lit countless bonfires behind him, but soon he discovered that it was not a bonfire, but-

"Fire, fire! A fire broke out in the city!"

In less than an hour, the entire Futu City actually burned, and this city of flames even brightened the hills where Yelu Letai was located!

Murong Chunhua was shocked when he saw Yelu Letaigu less than a mile away from him, but the Khitans were ten times as surprised as him!

"There is a fire in the city!"

"Han'er rushed into the city!"

"General, we may be fooled!"

Yelu Letaigu looked under the fire, and saw that Ge Lan, who was supposed to be calling for help at the foot of the mountain, also retreated.

"Bastard! Idiot!" Yelu Letaigu roared angrily, but he found that his extremely brave subordinates were a little scared when they saw the fire in the Futu City - after all, they were their old nest in the Western Regions. At this time, they were invaded by the enemy and set fire, and their morale could not be unavoidable, not to mention that their friendly troops retreated in danger!

The battle situation on the hills was originally a chance, but now it has taken a sharp turn!

The Tang army seemed extremely excited. An Shouji did not expect that Yang Zhuo could make such a wonderful contribution. Murong Chunhua urgently issued a flag order to gather these Khitans!

"Let's go!" Although Yelu Letaigu had already seen Murong Chunhua, since the Futu City was burned, even if he could hold the enemy's chief general, he might not be able to win. What's more, he realized that the current morale would be difficult to continue to defeat the enemy.

More than 900 Khitan soldiers were injured and eager to escape. They burst out with unimaginable power at the moment of life and death. Yelu Letaigu howled like a beast and led his subordinates to rush. He was invincible wherever he went. The Khitan soldiers who were originally scattered in the dark gathered together and flew down the mountain like a tide, heading straight to the north!

In this battle, more than half of the three thousand Khitans escaped. Shi Hui was very angry and shouted: "General, please allow me to go and pursue me!"

Due to the rise of the Futu City, the Tang army was destined to win overall, but the battle on the hills outside the city made Murai feel extremely cowardly. In the future, it was heard by his fellow comrades. Where can their troops have a foothold?

If it was Shi Ba, he would definitely have to pursue it while he was victorious, but Murong Chunhua murmured: "Thirty thousand people are like this. If it was 30,000, 130,000 people - how can we resist it at that time?"

If the Tang army was in full swing, gathered the attack of the Iron Armor Army, the agility of the Yingyang Camp, the strength of the Modao and Battle Axe Array, and the cooperation between infantry, cavalry and crossbows, they might have the power to fight. However, as the highest general of the Tang army, Murong Chunhua knew very well that the Tang army could not afford such a big war in the short term!

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Futu City didn't know what collapsed, and made a loud noise that shook the sky. Murong Chunhua came to his senses, clapped his hands and said, "Liaoyuan, Liaoyuan!"

Shi Hui couldn't understand what he was saying, but Murong Chunhua was shouting in his heart: "This time we went north, and this time we had no mistake in tactics! We should quickly take advantage of the might of this fire to burn the grass on the northern foot of the Tianshan Mountains! Not only to starve Via to death, but also to make the strong enemies in the east have no place to gain a foothold in the Western Regions!"

He issued an order: "Burn! Burn it for me, I will burn this thousand-mile grassland into a barren land before Vijay comes back!"

The fire was burning like daytime. Once the fire was burned, the Beiting Uighurs, who were already empty behind, lost their last resistance. Murong Chunhua continued the combat techniques he had formulated before and sent cavalry to ravage the four fields in battalions, burning grass whenever they were seen, and slaughtering animals whenever they were seen! When regular troops consciously destroy, they were even more terrifying than robbers!
Chapter completed!