Chapter 68 The Last Battle

"The scout explored the situation of the Azlan army. Huyan Erdun asked the wind demon horse of the German-Soviet to put the front, three horizontal teams, two miles long. Behind the wind demon horse was the light cavalry of the German-Soviet, and finally the elite lion tooth of the Azlan army. Huyan Erdun Ketu is preparing to let the German and Soviet troops and Kuma consume our military strength!" Suiler pondered for a moment and looked around the generals and nobles around him. At this time, his eyes were bright and there was no longer confusion. A momentum in his hand broke out of his body, which seemed to have changed compared with the Sujile Heke a few hours ago.

"According to the idea of Huyan Erdun Ketu, we will make corresponding changes! This time, we still adopt a team of strategies to kill Huyan Erdun Ketu directly in the middle. As long as we kill the old lion, victory is ours. Su Rile clenched his hands and thought carefully: "It's similar to General Su and General's tactics last time, but this time it's not just a vigorous ride, but all rayons and stormy tents should be added. Nearly 20,000 wind demons in Azlan are lined up in three rows at the front of the front of the army. This is arranged by the old lion to resist the direct impact of the powerful horse. Then we will use the most mobile wind tent warriors to lure them and harass them, and be sure to tear off the blockade of the wind demon horse. General Zaerhua, okay?"

Zer's green eyes suddenly lit up and said, "No problem, the big wind account is guaranteed to complete the task assigned by the king."

"The wind tent warriors do not have to fight with the wind demon horse. The battle line of the wind demon horse is very long and the mobility is very poor, as long as they attract their war cattle. Also, have you heard that there is a performance for nobles in the south? The performer took a piece of red cloth and deliberately teased the bull. When the cow saw the red, it would chase people like crazy. People had to hide from being chased by the cow. In the south, this kind of performance is called 'bullfighting'. When the war starts tomorrow, all the wind tent warriors put on red cloaks and must tear off the blockade line of the wind demon horse.

All the generals were stunned - will the cow be attracted by red? They have never heard of such a thing. Maybe only the rich in the south will be bored enough to watch the people chased by cattle. But it sounds feasible to use this in actual combat.

Suile paused for a moment and said, "After the fierce riding warriors followed the wind tent, after General Zaerhua led the war cattle, 40,000 strong riders and 5,000 people tore open the defense line of the Kuma light cavalry in a conical shape. These 5,000 people entered the Kuma light cavalry and had to delay enough enemies at all costs! That is to say, these 5,000 people must fight to the last person, and these 5,000 fierce horses will be defeated by one against ten, or even against one hundred! Huyan Erdun Ketu would think that we are using these 5,000 people to test, but he will not send elite lion teeth to shoot on it. He will definitely watch the Kuma cavalry fight fiercely against these 5,000 people - this battle is also Hu Yan's attempt to consume the strength of us and the rest of the tribes.

"When the 5,000 strikers fought with the Kuma cavalry to attract the enemy's attention, the rear cavalry was divided into two parts, with 15,000 people on each side, about three miles apart. 20,000 slave warriors were arranged in the middle of the two fierce horses. Slave warriors don't care about anything, just rush forward! Rush according to the flag of Azeslan and the Lion King, the faster the better. At this time, Huyan will find that the wind demon horse was led away by the wind tent, and the Kuma cavalry was entangled by 5,000 of the most elite pioneers. Ariesland's scouts will find that our strong and heroic cavalry enveloped them in two ways, while the weak slave cavalry attacked them head-on in the middle. Hu Yan will think that we are relying on these 20,000 slave warriors to attract attention from lion teeth. Our real purpose is to ride in two ways. He will arrange a large group of lion teeth to shoot in two ways to meet our two wings, and say, 'Is Chi Nasi's tactics so stupid? I thought that I couldn't see that the slave warrior who rushed to the front was deliberately attracting attention...'" Suzile and Ke even guested in the tone of the Lion King on the spot, and even had a slight sense of image. The atmosphere in the tent is finally less depressing! The generals also had brilliance in their eyes, and obviously felt that Suzil's tactics were feasible.

General Alatancang frowned and said, "In this way, Azeslan's army is basically attracted, but I'm afraid it's not realistic to rely on these 20,000 slave warriors to kill Huyan Erdun Ketu."

"Well, although the 20,000 slave warriors are much less hindered, it is indeed difficult to kill Hu Yan." Suril seemed to have expected that someone would ask such a question. He looked up at General Aratancang, with a sharp light in his eyes, "It's you who really want to kill Huyan Erdun Ketu! General Alatancang, your task is a vital part--"

General Alatancang's falcon's eyes narrowed and stared straight at the king. He didn't realize how crazy the expression in his eyes was, and he didn't feel that the dragon tongue bow in his hand was clenched so tightly by himself-

"General Alatancang, 10,000 thorarius, are all good marksmen. The functions of the thre on the battlefield do not participate in frontal fighting, but fight on the periphery of the battlefield to kill the enemy with accurate shooting skills. The 10,000 warriors of Hayabusa drew 1,000 people, and the remaining 9,000 Hayabusa were interspersed into the wind tents and vigorous horses as usual, responsible for shooting harassment and covering the combat troops against the enemy. And the remaining 1,000 thre horses were incorporated into slave warriors. You cover your identity with 20,000 slave warriors and just follow them forward. When the slave warriors are about to kill Hu Yan, Hu Yan will definitely separate some lion teeth to shoot and block the slave warriors. You still don't care about anything. As long as you continue to rush ahead in the large army, if someone stops you, there will be other slaves to help you. Stop it, you just need to charge towards Huyan Erdun Ketu and his lion flag. Suil's breath suffocated, and his tone suddenly became tense - there were so many arrangements in front of him, and the sacrifice was so great. Wasting the lives of so many warriors is to create a chance for Alatancang and his Hayabusa to shoot the Lion King, the only chance!

"The horse threw is faster than the horse of the slave warrior. At first, you hold down the speed. When the Lion King finds that the slave warriors are coming to them, he will choose to retreat. At this time, you will rush out of the slave warriors and chase Huyan Er Dunketu until they are about to enter your best range. You have a thousand archers, a thousand bows and a thousand arrows. You have to see an arrow plunge into Huyan's flesh before you can come back, you know? Su Ri stared at Alatancang. For the first time, he saw a trace of tension in Alatancang's deep eyes. He could only give this task to Alatancang, and only Alatancang could be trusted.

General Junqi didn't say much. For a moment, he felt that his mouth was very dry and bitter, and he didn't know what to say! Do you want him to launch a fatal blow to the Lion King? He didn't know whether he was excited or nervous. He killed the Lion King, the hero of the grassland second only to the previous king Bo Rishu Chi Naisi. For a samurai, this sense of glory and mission was unprecedented. But that tension can't be suppressed! Alatancang understands how huge the king's tactics are. This is aimed at the other three tribes in the grassland, launching the three strong soldiers of Chinasi, Hayate and Dafengqi to fight at the same time! Chi Nasi has suppressed all his troops. This battle is almost a backwater battle. He can only win, not lose!

"Well--" Alatancang didn't say much, but just nodded, but those firm eyes had expressed everything in his heart.

Suil and Ke stood up and breathed a long sigh of relief. His voice trembled when he finished narrating the battle plan! Night stars are not easy to think of such a strategy! He just told the stars the layout of the forces of Azlan and Chinasi. He actually conceived such a huge plan after thinking about it for a moment. He cleverly used the 'red cloth' to attract the war cattle of the wind demon horse, sacrificed 5,000 vigorous horses to test the light cavalry of Kuma, and then divided the fierce cavalry into two ways to mastend to attack the Azlan warriors, sucking It attracted the attention of the lion's tooth riding, but covered the han riding with the slave warrior under the combat power, making the han riding stand out and give the Lion King a fatal blow! The whole plan is closely linked, not only to mobilize the warriors of Chi Naisi, but also to calculate the thoughts of Huyan Er Dunketu, which is terrible! The mind of the night stars is really terrible!

He remembered that when Xingchen finished talking about this plan, he said to him: 'Just say that this is the plan you came up with. Those warriors will definitely admire you and obey you...' It seems to be true! Night Star, you are really trustworthy. It's really lucky to be friends with you.

He looked around at several generals condescendingly and said in a low voice, "Our scouts and Arislan's scouts are desperately exploring each other's situation. As long as we move, Arislan will also move. This battle can no longer be delayed and will start tomorrow!" We can only win, not lose. Alzlan's side also thinks so. We took all our troops to fight this battle. This is not only to avenge my father, but also to defend the glory of Chi Naisi in the far north grassland for more than 100 years! At that time, I will also go to the battlefield and encourage you!" His eyes were resolute and decisive, which was different from the gentle Suzil and Keda. The death of his father and the pressure of becoming a king made him grow up a lot.

The generals are aware of the importance of this battle. Will the war start tomorrow? Several generals couldn't help looking at each other, and their eyes looked like death - for the glory of the China family, they looked back to death. The generals retreated one after another to prepare for the final battle, and only one person stayed.

"General Aratancang, what else? Your task is the most difficult, and the last fatal blow depends on you..." Suzile and Ke looked at the Alatan warehouse twisted like a steel bar and couldn't help but be a little heavy.

"Well, king, I feel that this battle is about to die..." Alatancang said gloomily.

Suile and Ke were stunned for a moment, with a relieved smile on Xuan'er's face and said, "General, don't say anything depressing, Chi Nasi will not be defeated. We have the strongest warrior and the bravest general. The light of the gods is on our side, and you will be the greatest contributor to killing the Lion King!"

"Did Ye Xingchen agree to take action? If Mengyang's Shura messenger is also involved this time, will he take action? Alatancang suddenly asked.

"Well, he agreed... I suddenly felt a little sorry for him! He said that he helped me fight not for Chi Nasi, but just for me! He had nothing to do with the war..." Su Iller lowered his head and said faintly that Ye Xingchen had done too much for him. This battle plan promised to help him deal with the enemy without waiting for him to speak, and his feelings for Yu Meng... He still remember how red Ye Xingchen's eyes were when he hugged Yu Meng. Terrible! But after that, the night star didn't mention a word, as if nothing had happened. Night stars have reason to hate themselves...

He suddenly felt pitiful and pathetic! Yumeng is the most beautiful woman on the grassland. Her temperament is noble and dusty, and so is the night stars. That aristocratic graceful temperament is incomparable to him no matter what! Xingchen and Yumeng are really a good match. They stand together, like the most beautiful existence in the world. They seem to gather all the tenderness and warmth in the world, and he is nothing!

He even felt that Yu Meng's hug was stolen from Ye Xingchen. All this should have belonged to Ye Xingchen... In his feelings for Yu Meng, his cowardice made him forget that he knew Yu Meng more than ten years earlier than Ye Xingchen, made him forget how heavy his love for Yu Meng was, and made him forget himself. He is the supreme king on the grassland, and everything on the grassland should have been asked for by him! And the night stars are just a lonely aristocrat in the south with nothing. The positions of the two seem to have changed with each other.

"Alas--" Suzile and Ke sighed with a wry smile, and love to read is just a sigh...

His thoughts were so far away that he didn't even hear General Altancang talk to him, and he didn't see the general salute him and withdraw from the big account. He stood in front of the throne, confused and aggrieved. The curtain of the tent was not pulled, and the cold wind outside the tent poured in, making the lights sway. Su Rile's shadow was also shaken and was arbitrarily elongated and contracted, as if the beating heart in his chest was also torn by **...

Suddenly, he felt so cold that he couldn't help wrapping his tight black command. The chill from his heart made him feel like he was trapped in an ice hole, and even breathing the cold air made his nasal cavity feel tingling like a knife. Inexplicable sadness gushed out of his chest, like a cold tide, which couldn't help drowning him and suffocating him.

Zunwu, the future king of the grassland, felt greatly sad and helpless at this time. He stood there blankly, looking around the empty tent, only him and his shadow. No father protects him anymore, no beloved girl to accompany him, no best friend to stand with himself. He is the only one who faces all this, faces terrible enemies, and faces the pressure that can crush people.

There will be a war tomorrow. Will you die? ... He muttered something inaudible. He didn't feel very scared, but very tired, and the fatigue that he couldn't even clenched his fists.' Oh--', he suddenly fell back to the throne, as if he had no strength, and he was so weak that he put himself on the throne. The empty and distracted eyes were filled with fog, and tears finally broke the dike at this moment, and there was no more pretentiousness...

Dream solar calendar, on November 6, Lin Xi's fourth year, before dawn, the warriors of Chi Nasi gathered and began to act. They knew very well how important this battle was. They gathered all the heroic horses, thre horses and gale tents, and even the nobles gritted their teeth to contribute the slaves under their own name, and sent them weapons and horses to be armed and merged into the army. The herdsman was drunk when he was willing to take it out at the coldest time of winter and drank a full of strong wine for his relatives who were going to go to the battlefield. The woman kissed her husband deeply. The child watched his father riding on the horse in armor blankly. He didn't know what it meant when his father looked at him before leaving, but his father's eyes were deeply. Deep in his heart.

The whole Chinasi is filled with the heartbreaking pain of depression and separation from relatives before the war. I'm afraid this separation is the separation of yin and yang. People who are still complete may become fragmentary corpses on the battlefield. How many families will be broken up when a man comes out of a tent? Perhaps the most bitter of the war is not the people who died on the battlefield, but the women, children and parents they left at home. The emperor's hegemony, glory and rule, war and slaughter turned people into tools and destroyed them on the battlefield. The emperor stood high, but his feet were full of white bones. When he listened to praise his great achievements, he did not notice the crying of many people who lost his loved ones behind him.

This is the life of the suffix. If the suffix can be used for a lifetime in exchange for an unreplaceable peace, no one will feel that these people who died on the battlefield are a pity. For history, a lifetime is nothing. When the historian wrote down the emperor's hegemony, how could he waste pen and ink to describe the pain of civilians?

The same is true on the side of Ajslan. The warriors gathered on a large scale, separated, sentimental, and regarded him as death. The Kuma Department, the German-Soviet Ministry, and the whole far north grassland was shrouded in the clouds of war. The vast grassland is destined to be watered with blood, and the corpses are destined to be everywhere, and the eyes of wolves and vultures eating meat will turn red.

Su Rile, the king of Chinas, was wearing armor and a big command. He rode on a tall war horse with a gloomy and grim face. He stood there and looked at the gathering of soldiers and horses 20 miles away from the Ageslan's army. This was the last war, the war on the grassland about kingship, glory, and revenge.

He looked back at Ye Xingchen surrounding him. The 17-year-old Ye Xingchen was still a little thin and could barely hold up a lock armor. He had already held the Wenyun knife in his hand. He looked at the mutant warriors surrounding him and the night stars, as well as the heroic horses in the distance, the horde with bows, the big wind tent warriors wearing fiery red command, and the slave warriors who were poorly equipped and destined to serve as cannon fodder. They all looked at him as if they were dying, and their eyes were full of expectation and loyalty. When they bumped into the eyes of several generals, they didn't say anything but nodded. One look made each other clear.

General Zaerhua slowly pulled the wolf blade out of the sheath, and the blade was snowy and piercing. General Alatancang took the bow, and the bowstrings were tight and buzzed. General Su He, who was seriously injured in the distance, stood there, looking at his former comrades-in-arms and saying something silently. The general and the warriors looked at Su He's mouth shape and made it clear. This is the most common sentence before going to the battlefield: come back alive--

Come back alive, just four words. Who can guarantee that they will come back alive?