C392 (2/2)
”Master Yu alone, we are in front of Skypiercing Mountain. After Skypiercing Mountain, we will return to Xihe County. ”Now let's find something to eat. It's been a day since we last ate.” Chi Lehu rushed over to Yu Fuluo's side and quickly suggested. Due to running too fast in the morning, aside from the weapons and tents he carried with him, all of his provisions had been thrown away. The Huns had gone where they could, but now they were hungry and it was time to rob again.
Yu Fuluo looked around, only to see that on both sides of the road, there were mountain forests, and on the thick layer of snow, there were no footprints left by riders. The forest was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything. It seemed extremely quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of the wind blowing through the mountain.
”Alright, immediately send out the Scouting horse to see if there are any villages nearby. The others should rest on the spot and let the warhorses catch their breath. ” After running for such a long time, the Han army still could not catch up, and would probably not catch up. Yu Fuluo himself was tired, so he jumped off his horse.
He did not hear Chi Lehu's reply, nor did he hear the sound of Chi Lehu leaving on his horse. He turned his head in surprise, and his eyes widened. Chi Lehu's hands tightly grabbed onto the long arrow's chest that was pierced through, his mouth gaped open, and his face was filled with pain and fear. He died without a word and slowly fell backward on the horse.
Yu Fuluo felt his entire body turning cold, as if the mountain breeze was howling right beside his ears. He opened his eyes wide in shock, and turned his head to look into the mountain forest, when suddenly, he saw countless long arrow s appearing in his line of sight like demons. The long arrow tore through the air and cut through the night. The desolate mountain wind seemed to be dodging its sharp claws.
”Puchi …”
”Puchi …”
”Puchi …”
The sound of Arrows entering the body was heavy and ear-piercing, as though it was raining. The bodies of the soldiers fell to the ground, their warhorses wailing in pain. In an instant, the quiet valley was torn into bloody pieces.
In the hazy moonlight, the long and thin Arrows seemed to have eyes, it looked like it had yearned for the body of the Hun cavalry and its warhorse. When the warhorse was attacked by the Arrows, it immediately ran away violently.
The Arrows roared towards the Hun cavalry from different directions and the Hun cavalry continued to fall. Originally, the Huns were the best at using Arrows to attack the enemy, but today, they were attacked by the most violent Arrows, and that was probably karmic retribution.
The Hun cavalry had no choice but to jump off their horses and lie down in the wilderness beside the road to avoid the densely-packed Arrows. Due to the continuous travel, the soldiers were very tired. This sudden sneak attack had hit them in the head, causing heavy casualties. The cavalrymen who had luckily escaped from this calamity were rolling and crawling on the ground. Some of the soldiers were panicking and didn't know what to do. Some of them galloped into the night, running towards the vast darkness.
Yu Fuluo lay on the ground in despair, watching Hun cavalry fall one by one. The Arrows were too crowded, he estimated that there were around fifteen thousand of them waiting in ambush. With so many archers waiting, escaping was tantamount to suicide. None of the fleeing cavalrymen could avoid the attacks of the Arrows.
”Howl …”
”Howl …”
The mournful and low voice of the Bullhorn suddenly sounded in the forests on both sides of the road, like the long howls of wild wolves. Yu Fuluo knew that this was the final attack of his Han army. What he did not know was whether he would be able to escape with his life this time.
The ones lying in ambush in front of Skypiercing Mountain was Zhao Hong and Han Zhong's cavalry brigade. According to their orders, they had already been waiting here for an entire day, they never expected that Yu Fuluo would really deliver himself to their doorstep. Zhao Hong and Han Zhong who were overjoyed saw that the Huns were all lying on the ground, and immediately started to blow their Bullhorn s to charge forward.
”Kill …”
Zhao Hong roared, he took the lead and rushed out from the forest to the left, the eight thousand riders behind him raised the shining Pu Dao s, and shouted together, like a surging torrent, they poured down the hill. The distance of fifty to sixty steps between the mountain and the foot of the mountain was covered in an instant.
”Retreat …” ”Quickly retreat …”
Seeing that the Han army had launched a charge, Yu Fuluo climbed up from the ground in a hurry, jumping onto his horse and roared at the top of his lungs, urging the Hun cavalry to escape quickly. Under the onslaught of such concentrated cavalry, the only thing that could be done was to turn the horses into minced meat while lying on the ground.
The Hun cavalry s miserably crawled back up, anxiously jumping onto their warhorses, escaping into the darkness. Those Huns who had no war horses could only spread their legs and flee in the snow like headless flies.
The Chinese cavalry chased after them and chased after them. Seeing that the Huns didn't dare to turn back, the Han army who was charging in the front shot them with a strong crossbow. The Huns, who were desperately running away, couldn't care about anything at the moment. They could only beat their warhorses with their whips, wishing that they could grow wings on their warhorses.
As for the Huns who were running on the ground, they were even more unlucky. The Huns almost didn't turn back as they were chopped in half by the Korean Army Soldiers. Some of the fallen Huns didn't even have time to shout before they were trampled by the horses' hooves.