AWB Chapter 340 If manpower can't defeat Lü Xiao, then use external force.
Chapter 340 If manpower can't defeat Lü Xiao, then use external force.
Eight hundred men faced the Western Turks and Xue Ju's troops head-on.
The local area has at least several hundred thousand people, a number that cannot be compared to this one.
However, the four hundred-odd cavalrymen of the Sui Dynasty had already begun to celebrate among themselves.
They were chatting and laughing, arms around each other, as if they were attending a celebration rather than going to their deaths.
I remember when Lü Xiao first emerged from obscurity, he led eight hundred men.
He escorted the current emperor deep into the northern grasslands, creating a glorious achievement that has been passed down through the ages and made him famous throughout the world.
Throughout the Sui Dynasty, who wouldn't want to join the famous Prince Shuo on a procession of eight hundred men?
This is the glory that countless soldiers dream of, the capital to boast about for a lifetime.
They were determined to succeed on this trip and were unafraid of death.
Even if I die, I will be remembered in history, which is worthwhile!
Their names will be recorded in history books, and future generations will remember their bravery; they died a worthy death.
The Qiang cavalry did not think that way, even though they respected Lü Xiao and worshipped him as the Divine General.
Ultimately, eight hundred people are too few, while the other side has hundreds of thousands. It would be a lie to say they weren't panicking.
Many of the Qiang cavalrymen had sweaty palms and their hands trembling slightly as they gripped their swords.
"Don't be afraid, General Shenwei is invincible! With him, there's no battle we can't win!"
Xi Daoyi, the commander of the Qiang cavalry, did not forget to encourage his soldiers.
He pointed at the Sui soldiers in front of him who were chatting and laughing, completely disregarding these hundreds of thousands of people.
The mere fact that they remain calm and fearless in the face of a formidable enemy is enough for them to learn for a lifetime.
What the people of the Sui Dynasty could do, the Qiang people can do too!
"Old Xi, you're really lucky. Others would love to have this kind of good fortune."
Yuwen Chenglong carried the silver spear, a relaxed expression on his face, a smile playing on his lips.
If Lü Xiao were to lead 8,000 or 80,000 men this time, he would feel nervous and his legs would go weak.
But with eight hundred people, you can only say that you've already won; there's no need to even think about it.
"What you say is true, my lord. It is an honor for us Qiang people to be able to participate in this battle. Our ancestors' graves are emitting auspicious smoke."
Xi Daoyi nodded repeatedly, her face beaming with smiles.
He believed that everything the people of the Sui Dynasty said was true, and he would never refute them.
Anyway, ever since he followed Lü Xiao, he has had one more principle.
Win and you'll drink and eat meat; lose and you'll die without a burial place. There is no third way.
"Yuanqing, how much better are you? Don't push yourself."
What lay ahead was a fierce battle, a real, hard-fought fight, when Lü Xiao suddenly remembered that they had a wounded soldier on their side.
"All done! Completely healed! Don't worry, Your Highness, I can take on ten of them!"
Pei Yuanqing grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.
Although it wasn't completely healed and the wound still occasionally ached, it didn't affect his ability to kill enemies in the slightest.
This battle is unprecedented in history. If he could not participate, he would not be able to close his eyes in peace when he died.
"Be careful, don't force things."
Lu Xiao instantly guessed what the kid was thinking: Pei Yuanqing would rather die on the battlefield than hide in the rear like a coward.
He gave a final reminder, his tone tinged with concern.
After all, it's your own body, and no amount of persuasion will change anything; you know what you're doing.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. Listen, my body is very strong, harder than iron."
Pei Yuanqing leaned to the right and punched Yuwen Chenglong, who was standing beside him, twice.
Two loud thuds, quite forceful, landed squarely on Yuwen Chenglong's arm.
"Hiss... You son of a bitch, why are you hitting me if you're still so strong? What did I do to you?"
Yuwen Chenglong gasped, wincing in pain as he rubbed his arm.
That damn Pei San is getting worse and worse; he's so ruthless.
Seeing this, Lü Xiao stopped trying to dissuade him and shook his head.
He looked at the golden eagle standing on the tiger's back, which was firmly planted on the tiger's broad spine.
With its wings folded, its gaze sharp, it exudes an imposing aura.
He raised his arm, pointed into the distance, and said in a deep voice, "Clear the way!"
A sharp and clear cry pierced the sky.
The giant eagle soared into the sky, its wings spread wide, and hurtled straight into the clouds.
After circling a few times in the high sky, it flew forward, guiding the direction.
at the same time.
The ancient Loulan Road.
Inside the foreign camp, cavalrymen came and went, creating a lively scene with thunderous hoofbeats. Troops were being mobilized everywhere, and the area was bustling with activity.
"Lü Xiao is here! Lü Xiao is bringing the Sui army!"
The messenger rushed into the tent, panting and sweating profusely, and shouted hurriedly.
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Shekui Khan suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes wide open, his hands braced on the table, and his body leaning forward.
They waited and longed for so long, and finally, Lü Xiao arrived.
"How many men did Lü Xiao bring? Tell me quickly!"
"The Wolf Lord of Hami Kingdom asked with a murderous look on his face, his hand on the hilt of his sword, his eyes filled with hatred."
He wished he could rush out right now and tear Lü Xiao to pieces to avenge his country and family.
"There were about eight hundred people, of whom more than one hundred carried war drums and musical instruments."
After recalling for a moment, the messenger spoke decisively, his voice firm.
When they approached the Sui army to gather intelligence, they were very close.
These Sui soldiers didn't take them seriously at all, letting them count their numbers without even trying to shoo them away, swaggering around as if nothing was wrong.
After a while, they roughly figured out the number of Sui soldiers: eight hundred, no more or less.
"Eight hundred in total, including the drum corps?"
Xue Rengao stared in disbelief, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly agape.
Has Lü Xiao gone mad?
Others go to war with as many troops as possible, wishing they had as many as possible.
This guy is definitely taking an unconventional approach; the fewer troops the better.
Eight hundred people!
It's really overpowering!
Who does he take him for?
"In the past, Lü Xiao led eight hundred men deep into the northern grasslands, and his strategy was to strike unexpectedly, taking advantage of the Turks' unpreparedness to capture the leader first."
We are now well prepared and on high alert. Let's see what he can do!
Even if he has immense talent, he'll still be defeated here!
Xue Ju was also an official of the Sui Dynasty, having served in the court for many years.
He was naturally aware of the Sui Dynasty's wars against foreign powers and had also heard of Lü Xiao's heroic feat of defeating the Turks with only eight hundred men.
Although this great war god of the Sui Dynasty was brave, he was also arrogant and conceited, looking down on everyone.
Just like Yang You, it's true that people who aren't from the same family won't enter the same door.
"This time, we will surely ensure that Lü Xiao dies in Loulan, never to return!"
Shekui Khan stared at the map before him, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's.
The dagger was stuck in the very spot where they were, at the very throat of the ancient Loulan Road.
It might be difficult to defeat Lü Xiao with manpower alone; that guy is too good at fighting, he can take on an entire army by himself.
But what if we use external forces?
It is said that Lü Xiao is as strong as steel, and ordinary arrows cannot hurt him; they are like tickling him.
But compared to the crossbow bolts, which are as thick as arms, made of iron, and launched by a winch, they have astonishing force. Can Lü Xiao withstand them?
And those huge rocks, rolling down from the heights, were unstoppable.