Chapter 438: Revenge

Lu Ce, the captain of the fourth rank, was the deputy general of the Right Route Army, and after a day and a night of fighting, he was covered in blood, his eyes were red, and the big knife in his hand also opened a gap.

Lu Ce was born in a family of military generals, and his father Lu Ping was a captain of the five pins of Xiao Cavalry, and one of the generals who accompanied Emperor An when he drove his own expedition. The Sheephorn Fort was shocked, and in the confusion, Lu Ping snatched it out of the tent, and before he could untie the reins of his horse, the Tatar cavalry arrived, and Lu Ping was trampled into a pulp of meat at once.

Tang Lun verified that it was true, and asked for credit for Lu Ping as usual. Lu Ping did not have a body to bury, so Lu Ce had to bury Lu Ping's clothes in the ancestral grave of the Lu family. Zhou Heng issued an order, and Lu Ping's eldest son, Lu Ce, took over the post and was promoted to two levels in a row to serve in the army.

Lu Ce was bent on avenging his father's murder, so he invited himself to lead troops to ambush this time. From the first sight of the Tatar Iron Horseman, the broadsword was raised high, and until now, the two arms were so sore that they did not seem to be their own.

He is too ferocious, he is simply a man blocking and killing, and a Buddha blocking a fierce Buddha. A centurion of the Tartars shouted, and more than a dozen people surrounded him, and more than a dozen weapons beckoned him down.

Lu Ce gritted his teeth and blocked the three weapons that were quickly smashed down with a big knife, and the big knife immediately broke in response, seeing a mace go straight to his head and smash down, quickly smashing his head into bloom.

Lu Ce was not afraid at all, threw away the handle of the half-cut knife, pulled out the sword he was wearing, and blocked the mace with a "clang", the sword could not withstand the huge force, and broke into two again.

The Tatar centurion laughed and shouted, "Hurry up and finish off this southern barbarian." ”

Lu Ce couldn't understand what he said, but with his shouting, the weapon he had avoided just now came back again. Hit him on the top of his head.

When the Tatar soldiers saw that he had no weapons in their hands, they smiled with joy and hoped that they would cut off his head and receive the reward.

Combat merit has always been counted according to the number of heads, that is, you say how many enemies you have killed, how many heads you need, or you will take the lead merit and will be punished. And how much more silver can be rewarded for the head of the general is calculated according to the official rank of the general. The Tatar soldiers had already seen that the enemy in front of them was brave in battle, and he was certainly not an ordinary soldier. Again. Even if it's not for a reward. Also for revenge. Lu Ce had killed many of their comrades.

The three maces smashed down in three directions, and Lu Ce knew that he was no longer lucky, so he let out a loud shout and threw half of the saber in his hand towards the mace that smashed down first. Seeing that the broken sword was about to hit the mace. A shout was made not far away. The Tatar soldiers scattered and fled. Someone shouted to the centurion in Tatar: "The enemy is strong, run." ”

The centurion was stunned, when did the southern barbarian become so violent?

Just when Lu Ce's half-truncated sword was able to touch the mace. The Tatar soldier with the mace crooked and fell off his horse, and the mace fell to the ground.

Lu Ce looked down and saw that a crossbow arrow pierced through the chest from the back of the Tatar soldier, pinning him to the ground, and he was already too dead to die.

The Tatar soldiers besieging Lu Ce were stunned when they saw their companions suddenly fall off their horses and die, let out a shout, picked up their maces and smashed them at Lu Ce.

I only heard the sound of "puff puff" repeatedly, and shot the Tatar soldiers off their horses with one arrow.

The centurion shouted, took the rest of the men, turned their horses, and left. But it was too late, and two cavalry suddenly rushed out of the oblique spurs on the battlefield that had been inextricably killed, and one of the generals in front of him rang the bowstring, and with each sound, a crossbow arrow must be shot, and a Tatar soldier must fall.

Lu Ce was at a loss at first, and when the people came to the front, he was overjoyed and greeted loudly: "Chen Bohan, Brother Chen!" ”

The person who came was one of the leading generals of the two support armies, Chen Shubohan, and Lu Ce were friends of life and death.

Chen Shuce galloped closer, saw that it was Lu Ce, laughed, and said: "I saw a group of Tatar savages fighting around their comrades just now, so he pulled his bow and arrows to help his comrades, but I didn't expect it to be Brother Lu." ”

Lu Ce clenched his fists on the horse, thanked Chen Shu for saving his life, and then the two rode together to kill.

The Tatars are a people who grow on horseback, and what they admire most is the warriors who can fight. The soldiers were brave and powerful, and they were good at fighting, and their stature was taller than the soldiers of the Great Jia Dynasty. On the whole, before the reinforcements came, the 50,000 soldiers who were ambushed here were still at a disadvantage, but they were just caught off guard by Tatar.

But with these two reinforcements with a total of 30,000 men, the advantages and disadvantages of the battlefield were reversed at once. The addition of the new force made Lu Ce, who had fought a bloody battle for a day and a night, feel high, and shouts of killing were everywhere.

When night came again, Zeng Xian led his troops back and forth to kill, but the more and more the enemy killed, he felt more and more that something was not quite right.

He threw off the enemy, found his own army, and commanded: "Set up an account." ”

As soon as I arrived here, I was ambushed, and then I fought until now, where did I have time to set up an account? The pro-army promised, but the camp tent still could not be erected. There were too many enemies, rushing back and forth, killing the Tatar soldiers all over the place, which was even more miserable than encountering the cannons and the army led by Zhou Heng under the capital.

How so? What about the good grain? What about the combat effectiveness of the Southern Barbarians? There is no such thing as a bully! Zeng first looked up to the sky and howled, and intuitively felt that this was a trap, but it was too late to retreat.

The 80,000 cavalry of the Great Jia Dynasty surrounded the 50,000 Tatar cavalry like iron barrels.

There are fewer and fewer people around Zeng Xian, and I don't know when there was a call for "capture Zeng Xian alive" everywhere, and Zeng Xian was terrified when he heard it.

Since he sat on the throne of the Tartar Khan, only he shouted not to let others go, how could anyone dare to shout not to let him go? The soldiers and civilians on the border of Dajia Dynasty met him from afar, and they only fled from the wind, when did they dare to fight him head-on? Last year, thirty miles away in Giethoorn, he captured the emperor of the Great Jia Dynasty without a single soldier, although he accidentally let the emperor commit suicide, and the capture of the emperor may be a glory that has never been seen since his ancestors to the present.

The wind was blowing, and the smell of blood was faintly heard in the wind. Zeng wiped his face first, it was wet, I don't know if it was the blood splashed on his face by the enemy or the tears he shed. He discerned the direction, gritted his teeth and led the pro-army to the northwest corner. There is a loose defense, which should be a good gap to break out of the encirclement.

Lu Ce and Chen Shu rode together, each leading a thousand people, quietly waiting in a mountain col in the northwest corner. They were temporarily ordered to capture Zeng Xian alive.

At the same time, Zhou Hengzheng was having dinner with Cui Keyin.

"Do you have anything to ask me?" Zhou Heng stopped his chopsticks and asked Cui Keyin.

She has watched herself countless times at a meal, probably to abide by the family motto of eating silently, otherwise she would have pulled her ears and asked about the war.

Cui Keyin had been waiting for him for a long time, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said, "Isn't the battle over yet?" ”

It's been three days since I made dumplings, right? Isn't this battle over yet? Don't be surprised. To say that Cui Keyin is not worried, it is false. In the past few days, Zhou Heng has been dealing with emergency military situations in the Chinese army's big tent, and he will rest in the big tent of the Chinese army when it is too late. The ministers went in and out of the big tent of the Chinese army all day long, conveying Zhou Heng's will as quickly as possible.

Cui Keyin no longer understands the war, and she also understands that the war situation has reached a fever pitch. (To be continued.) )