Fortunately, the preciousness of one's own life is still better than that of the enemy, even if it is uncomfortable in the heart, he cannot let the enemy attack and not fight back, besides, they are all characters who have been fighting in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and their hearts are still relatively firm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the strong control of the commander, the two thousand-man teams in the rear camp mounted their horses and fled to the north.

In a blink of an eye, they ran out of two or three miles away, the sound of fighting behind them gradually disappeared, and the fleeing Mongolian soldiers showed a smile on their faces for the rest of their lives, at this moment they would not think about General Mandu Latu, they would not think about the future, the most important thing at the moment was to escape and survive.

One of the two commanders is called Hasen, and the other is called Arslen, who is brave and has a lively brain, and the relationship between the two is very good, and they are brothers who can entrust their lives. On weekdays, the control of the troops is very strict.

At the moment of crisis, the two of them looked at each other, and they knew what each other meant, Mandu Ratu was killed, even if they were alive and waiting for the help of the imperial court, it was still a dead end.

Although Mandu Latu is a respectable general, but after all, he is already a dead general, and they are reluctant to bury him with their good years, they are not die-hard loyalists of Mandu Latu, as long as they have soldiers, it is better to be a notorious sand thief in the desert than to die.

That's why he tried his best to control the deployment, turned over his horse, and ran away, just as he was glad that the demon god didn't catch up, and thanked Changshengtian for not abandoning them, the horse team in front suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and a tragic wail came out of nowhere.

The speed of the war horse has been raised, it is difficult to stop the galloping pace immediately, and this is still a horse team of 2,000 people, although the follow-up Mongolian soldiers tried their best to control the horses to divert to both sides, and then slowly stopped the war horses, there are still many war horses can not control the galloping footsteps, fell into the pit.

Seeing that something was wrong in front of him, Hasson hurriedly pulled the reins to the left, drove the horse to the left, and escaped, and suddenly remembered the countless pits that appeared on the road to the march yesterday, and was shocked, and saw that the horse team had regained its calm, and hurriedly stepped forward, and a figure soon appeared next to him, it turned out to be Arslen, and he was not dead.

The two walked to the side of the pit, and found that it was a huge pit about five zhang long and three zhang wide, and the bottom of the pit was one zhang deep, and there were dense sharp wooden sticks at the bottom of the pit, and the war horses and Mongolian soldiers who fell into the pit were pierced instantly, and some of the lucky ones did not die immediately, but the injuries were extremely serious, and they were already dying.

This trap caused them to lose more than 200 men, and Hasan looked at it and said, "The road when you come is fast." ”

Arslen nodded in agreement, and the two hurriedly turned their horses and led their troops to the east, the same road that the vanguard had trodden with nearly a thousand pack horses yesterday.

The horses soon stepped on the same road they had come, and from time to time they could see traces of mud and rocks, and the two of them were relieved and led their troops all the way.

After running out of ten miles, the sound of fighting behind him could no longer be heard, and the Mongolian soldiers of the two thousand people were also relieved.

The speed of the horse team is getting faster and faster, suddenly, the Mongolian soldier who is the head keenly noticed that there seems to be something abnormal in front of him, and wants to slow down the horse, but the Mongolian soldier behind him does not know about it, the head of the war horse suddenly slows down the horse, and it will definitely be violently bumped up by the follow-up war horse, which is common sense in the cavalry troops.

Suddenly, a Mongolian soldier was spotted, shouting, "There is a trap ahead." "While gradually slowing down the horse.

The knights on the galloping horse team couldn't hear what their comrades in front of them were saying at this speed, but they just didn't have time to stop.

The soldier who took the lead finally knew what the anomaly was, and saw a dense layer of iron nails appear on the road in front of him, about five inches high, which happened to appear on the road where the horse team was advancing, and at a glance, it was twenty or thirty zhang away.

The soldier who hit the head habitually pulled the reins, the war horse neighed, the horse's head was raised high, the front hooves were in the air, and the posture was very wonderful, but it was a pity that the soldier's heart was also chuckled when the front legs of the war horse were in the air, and it was too bad, sure enough, the war horse behind him hit mercilessly, and the soldier only felt a huge force coming, and his body flew up involuntarily, and when he fell, he was hit a few times, and then he didn't know anything.

There were those who urgently tightened the reins to stop their horses, and there were those who didn't have time to rush into the nail road, but more of them slammed into each other violently.

On this short road surface, for a while, people turned on their backs, and there were loud shouts everywhere, and the follow-up Mongolian soldiers were in a hurry, diverting to both sides, but they fell into the pit that had not been explored, and Hassen and Arslen looked at the chaotic scene in front of them, and there was nothing to do.

There are traps on the left and right, there are demon-like enemies behind them, and the way forward is blocked, has Changsheng really abandoned us? Do you want to be deprived of this only way of escape? The thought crossed the minds of all the surviving Mongol soldiers.

Arslen shouted loudly: "Dismount, march on foot, sweep the nails away and you'll be fine." ”

Hassan thought to himself, will it really be okay? And how could the enemy let them go so easily.

But the soldiers obeyed the order, dismounted their horses, and led them forward step by step, and the nails were fixed on wooden planks and buried in the earth, about ten inches apart, and it was not very difficult to clean them.

More than two hundred men were lost, and the soldiers led the horses to advance cautiously, and Hasson sat on the horse, his eyes glancing around, and the uneasiness in his heart always lingered, and the enemy must have a backhand.

As he expected, just as the horse team had just traveled a distance of five or six zhang, countless wooden covers suddenly rose on the bare ground in front of him and on the left and right, and strong men in uniform climbed out one by one.

Yan Yuan led the Houtu Banner in front of the trap in an orderly formation, watching the Mongols advance cautiously.

The Mongol soldiers took off their bows and arrows from their backs and prepared to shoot without the orders of their commanders. However, there have been countless water jets sprayed on the left, and countless viscous liquids have been sprayed on the right, and the pungent smell immediately enters the nose, this is fire oil, the Mongolian soldiers in the Western Regions are very familiar with this kind of thing, and fire oil is also an important strategic material for the Mongolian army.

Whether it is a soldier or a war horse, all those who are attacked by the water column have screamed loudly, and the place where the water is drenched quickly decays at a speed visible to the naked eye, this kind of pain in the heart reaches the deepest part of the pain nerve, and the appearance is very terrifying, many Mongolian soldiers on the left look at the poisonous water sprinkled from the air, frightened, and hurriedly run to the right.