Chapter 709 Bloody Dusk

"Attack, attack again!"

Seeing that his own attack valley troops were almost destroyed, and the mountain attack troops were also defeated. Mohammed Subin Hussein was already angry, and there was no elegant and calm demeanor in the past. He stared angrily and roared like a wolf.

"Lord Hussein, it will be late, and the army has been frustrated. If you want to attack again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to work. It's really impossible to bury the sergeant's life in vain!"

The elites of Mu'Allen Iben Hassan's men have been lost. There are only less than 2,000 relatives left in his hand. He doesn't want to fill this last bit of troops into such a bottomless hole in the Nankou battlefield. At this time, when he heard that Mohammed Suben Hussein was still going to attack, he was in a hurry. Despite the title of the front-line commander-in-chief on Mohammad Subin Hussein's head, he rudely pointed out the facts.

"Fum fart, we can't attack Gukou, we all have no place to die. At this time, we don't wait desperately for when, attack, continue to attack!"

Mohammad Suban Hussein was angry because of this. Mu'aron Ib Hassan was a general of the same level. He angrily opened his mouth and scolded.

"Lord Hussein, you see, the sky is going to be dark. How to attack? Our army is both unavenous and unprofitable. As for the morale of the army, you can do it by yourself.

As a general, Mu'Allen Iben Hassan is naturally not a good stubble. At this time, I saw Muhammad Suban Hussein insulting himself in public, and his face turned black to the bottom of the pot in an instant, but it was not good to really scold Muhammad Subun Hussein in public. He could only have a gloomy face and pointed his fingers to the officials in the back. The soldier explained angrily.

"Well, huh..."

Muhammad Suban Hussein followed the gesture of Mu Arun Ibun Hassan. Looking back, he saw that the officers and soldiers in this array were all frightened. Obviously, they were deterred by the tragedy of the previous battle. The morale of the army had reached the lowest point, and there would be no fighting spirit and no fighting spirit. This battle could not be fought any more. In addition, the sun is about to fall to the bottom of the mountain, and it is only about half an hour away from the dark. In fact, it is not enough time to prepare for the attack. My heart is inevitably gloomy, but I am not willing to accept the result of such a fiasco, and I am only so annoyed that I can't like a cow.

"Lord Hussein, even if we can't get the mouth of the valley, as long as the governor can take the mountain where the enemy's command is located, the chance of winning is still in me. Today, the black is coming. We might as well collect the troops first and fight again tomorrow."

"Yes, my lord, it's not too late to fight again tomorrow!"

"Our army is not prepared for night war. Suddenly, it will lose more soldiers and generals. If it is not the way of war, it is better to collect the troops first."

......

It's not only Mu'aron Iben Hassan who doesn't want to fight anymore, but also most of the generals under Muhammad Suben Hussein's heart. At this time, I saw Mohammed Suben Hussein gasping there. Obviously, some of them couldn't get off the stage. They moved forward and said something for them, which was a step down for them. The steps.

"Alas..."

Seeing that everyone had no heart to fight at all, Muhammad Subin Hussein had an unspeakable sadness and desolation in the bottom of his heart. He looked up at the bloody remnant sun and looked at the messy battlefield. He sighed and turned the horse's head silently in the direction of the main force. Let's go.

"Woo, woo, woo..."

Although Mohammed Suben Hussain left like this, although he did not make an account, in fact, he had acquiesced in the withdrawal of the generals. The generals were secretly relieved and returned to the headquarters. Immediately, in the sound of the collection number, more than 14,000 remnants began to retreat. A moment later, the horseshoe In a hurry, the cannibals that were originally in front of the mountain had disappeared in the distance.

"The thief has withdrawn, and our army has won! The mighty power of the Tang Dynasty, the power of the power of the Tang Dynasty!"

As soon as the Tang army, which was preparing for war in the position, saw that the cannibal army had withdrawn, first there was a dead silence, and then, I don't know who shouted first, and the whole position was boiling, and the cheers suddenly sounded into a piece.

"Wow..., his grandma's, he finally kept it!"

As the commander-in-chief of Nankou, Liu Ziming did not cheer like an ordinary soldier. Instead, he sat on the grass weakly, casually put the blood-stained horizontal knife beside him and cursed in a low voice. There were too many emotions inside, just because he really didn't expect to lead the first army alone. The battle was such a tough battle. At the most difficult time, even he, the commander-in-chief, went into battle in person, and now he finally blocked the wild offensive of cannibalism. Liu Ziming had reason to sigh.

"Report to the deputy division commander, the thief army has retreated, please give instructions!"

Liu Ziming's atmosphere has not yet gasped. Xiao Yong, the deputy leader of the first regiment with the smell of gunpowder smoke, has run. A standard stand-up is upright and rushing to ask for instructions.

"Leave a battalion to stay on guard with the artillery battalion. The rest of the people will clean the battlefield immediately and throw all the corpses of the thieves down the river!"

Liu Ziming clapped his hands, stood up, and replied casually. After a sentence, he didn't care how Xiao Yong responded, so he pulled out the monocular at his waist and aimed at the position of the main peak. Although he knew that it was far away and could not see anything clearly, he still looked at it uneasily...

The battle at the main peak is still going on fiercely. Amuhe, who received the support of the main force, did not pity the lives of his soldiers. He attacked one after another, and attacked the Tang army's position on the mountainside at any cost. After several times, he killed and injured 7,000 or 8,000 horses, but it also formed a pole for the position of the Tang army. The big threat is not only that more than half of the original Tubo prisoners of war who were killed and injured, but also nearly one-third of the 1,000 Tang cavalry who joined the battle. Fortunately, the heavy battalions of the Tang army were on the main peak, and there was no shortage of steel arrows needed for ammunition and short crossbows. With excellent military and strong fire support, they were killed. In the nearly ten rounds of the fierce attack of the Great Food Army, the position could not move, but the reserve team on the main peak was completely gone. Lin Chengbin only had more than 100 weak veterans from the 300 personal guards and the logistics battalion. The situation is still very serious for the Tang army. Even if it is getting dark, he may not be able to defend Li He's troops. I arrived, but it's still hard to assert.

Although Lin Chengbin knew that Li He's troops had successfully broken through the enemy's blockade and were rushing to the main peak, after all, the troops on the main peak could not quench their thirst, and the troops on the main peak had been exhausted for many hours of fierce battle. Both physical strength and energy had fallen to the bottom of the valley, facing the big cannibal army one after another. It is inevitable that there will be a mistake in the attack of the force. If the position is really broken, the strategic plan to encircle and annihilate the main force of the East Line will become a big joke. Lin Chengbin really can't afford the consequences. At this critical moment, although Lin Chengbin is still calm on the surface, there are some ups and downs in his heart. Uncertainly, it is inevitable that there is a trace of worry in the eyes looking at the enemy at the foot of the mountain.

"Your Excellency, it's not the little ones who don't work hard. In fact, the weapons of the Tang army are too sharp. I'll wait..."

With another batch of Dashi Attack Mountain troops retreated by the Tang army, Mustafa Ibenyang could no longer calm down and led a group of generals to the front-line camp. He stared coldly at the defeated general, who was full of unconcealed murderousness, which immediately shocked the general. The collar trembling all over, knelt down in front of Mustafa Ibenyan's horse and tried to explain it.

"It seems that what's the use of such waste. Come on, pull this fool down and cut it down. All the captains and above 100 people in his department will behead and show all the troops. If there is any one who retreats in violation of the order, they will deal with it!"

Although Mustafa Ibenyan does not understand the allusion of "one drum, then drums and declines, three drums and exhaustion", he deeply understands the truth of this sentence. Seeing that it will be late, his side has made no progress. He really does not dare to put the hope of getting out of trouble on the fight in the next few days. At this moment, he has a heart. Taking the head of the defeated general, in order to summon up the courage to die to attack the army again, he was too lazy to listen to the explanation of the defeated general, and did not wait for the general to finish his words. He waved his hand indifferently and ordered mercilessly. As soon as he said this, the personal guard on the side of the bodyguard rushed forward, regardless of the wailing. The defeated general was dragged aside, and when his hand fell, a big head had fallen to the ground. The bloody scene made all the generals on the side awe-inspiring, especially the former commander-in-chief of Amu River, whose face was as white as paper.

"Amu River, this time you personally lead your troops to attack the mountain. If you can't take down the mountain, come to see it by yourself!"

As the saying goes, what you are worried about really comes. Just when the Amu River was worried, he saw that Mustafa Ibenyang's gloomy eyes had fallen on him, and one sentence smashed all the fluke psychology of the Amu River.

"Yes, the last general obeys!"

The order has been issued, and no matter how much worry it is, it is useless. Amuhe can only cheer up, answer the promise loudly, and rush back to this array, pull off the lock armor on his body, throw it heavily to the ground, and roared with a dark face: "The whole army obey the order and remove the armor!"

"Brush, poo..."

Although the last 4,000 horses of the Amu River on standby line did not understand the meaning of the Amu River's order, no one dared to ask questions casually when they saw their master's face like the bottom of the pot. They could only follow the order. For a moment, the sound of pulling off their clothes and unloading their armor sounded one after another.

"The Governor has an order that he can't take down the mountain and cut off my head. Before that, I cut off your head first and listened to me. This battle is only allowed to advance, not retreat. For the glory of the true God, come with me and kill up the mountain!"

Amuhe looked at a group of men indifferently to pull off their clothes and armor. It was not until everyone was busy that he turned over and got off the horse, pulled out the machete from his waist, split it in the direction of the mountains, and roared and gave the order to fight to the death.

"For the sake of the true god, kill all the infidels, kill, kill, kill!"

A group of big food officers and soldiers were all brainwashed by religion. The listener moved out of the true gods and immediately went crazy. Under the leadership of the clergy, they all shouted religious slogans and followed behind the Amu River and launched a tide-like final attack on the main peak...