The day was about to break, a waning moon was hidden in the clouds, the bright white moonlight that had been scattered all over the river bank disappeared, and the side of the right river fell into boundless darkness almost in the blink of an eye. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The monolithic beach, the battle line that had been entangled all night fell silent, both sides looked a little tired, and the soldiers who were gradually detached, whether they were Song or Mongols, were all in a strange excitement, and they could fall asleep when they closed their eyes tiredly, but their legs and feet were still trembling and standing there, staring at the moving black shadows in the distance.

It's time to go back, Aruhun sighed and made a decision, the cavalry also has to sleep, after such a long period of sleepless sleep of the war horses and people, how much combat effectiveness is left? He didn't dare to guarantee it, but if he persevered, it seemed that the Song people would not be as he wished, and at this point, no matter whether Wulanhu came to help or not, his thousand-man team had to retreat.

Because everyone was nearby, it was not much trouble to assemble, and when the hundred households under his command gathered around him, intending to listen to his assignment of their respective orders, Aruhun himself did not speak, and this quiet atmosphere made the hundred households look at each other in the dark, and no one could see what expression was on their faces.

Surprised, at this moment, Aruhun and his hundred households actually had the same expression, because he heard the faint sound of hooves and hissing in the wind, this feeling was not real, so he was stunned and tried to distinguish clearly.

I have to say that even in exhaustion, even in the dark, Aruhun's feeling is very accurate.

"Change horses."

Jiang Cai, who was jogging, habitually raised his hand, shouted in a deep voice, and the order was passed down by the sergeants behind him in turn, and the horse under his crotch did not stop immediately, but walked forward dozens of steps further, and then stopped in the dark night with a low exhalation, and the owner on horseback looked into the distance for a while, and then jumped down.

After nearly two hours of running, at the temporary dawn, Jiang Cai and the 3,000 cavalry army he led finally arrived at this battlefield, which was not designed in advance, and was only a few dozen miles away from Dezhou.

The same command, which they carried out three times in these two hours, meant that each horse, including the one on which he was now riding, could rest for half an hour with no load, which was of course sufficient for them.

"The front part rushes down with a certain part, and the rear part sweeps the remnants along the mountains and forests from top to bottom, so that no one person is caught."

The invisible battlefield in front of him was pitch black, but the eyes and ears of the spies had already reported to him along the way, so he knew the situation better than Ma Ji in the middle of the battlefield. After all, he is the protagonist of this war, and the foot soldiers of the front army are just a pawn he uses to contain the enemy, which he knows, and Ma Ji himself knows it even more, of course, if it were not for the tenacious persistence of the foot soldiers, all this would not have been so smooth, and the credit is everyone's.

In his cavalry army, the microphone is equipped to the level of military envoys, that is, the head of the foot soldiers, so that it can basically be like an arm and a finger, and there is no need to gather people to the front, simply open the earpiece to convey the fingers, and everyone's feedback will sound one after another.

The front of the 1,000 cavalry is his basic strength, the backbone is the survivors of the Jiankang war, and the rest are also veterans who have experienced the battlefield, because they are the victorious division, they have no fear of the Tartars. Although the 2,000 cavalry in the rear were recruits, they had also been trained for more than four months, and they participated in skirmishes such as suppressing bandits and counterinsurgency, and they were not complete rookies.

At his command, the old men who followed him quickly began to line up around his flag, and everyone mounted their long-rested horses, untied their horses and threw them in place, and the line began from the slope under the dense forest to the river. The larger rear of the centaurs spread out over their bodies, covering a wider range and completely blocking the entire riverbank.

By the time it was all done, it was already dawning, the black night sky was white, the morning sun was struggling to jump out from behind the clouds, and the sun was rising from the peaks behind it, spreading the glow layer by layer.

"Ten thousand households have arrived......"

Unable to open his eyes by the sudden morning sun, Aruhun blurted out an exclamation drowned in the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, and the black battle column rushing down from the height of the slope made him grin involuntarily, such a large cavalry, who else could there be besides Ulan Hudu? It's just that before his smile could take shape, his face froze into horror.

In the black line, the battle flag that was raised high was curled up and danced under the blowing of the river wind, not the black dog's head Daxu that he was familiar with, but a red flag as bright as red blood, and a huge "ginger" word in the golden cloud pattern appeared from time to time, and the knights under it were like an iron tower, and people were breathless.

"Enemy attack!"

Aruhun shouted at the top of his throat, startling the hundred households and his own soldiers around him even more desolately, and by the time they reacted and rushed back to their own team, the black line had already drilled out of the shadow of the mountain forest, revealing its original face, and the red tide was like an angry wave crashing on the shore, rolling in and coming.

"Tiger Ben!"

Jiang Cai clenched the spear in his hand, screamed and raised it high, his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty excitement, and his expression brought a cruel smile, this kind of pleasure is his greatest pursuit, far more than being promoted and getting rich.

"Mighty!"

In the chorus of thousands of people, the war horse under the crotch suddenly accelerated, and with the natural stress from top to bottom, it rushed into the enemy formation that barely had time to react.

With the huge momentum, the heavy spear did not need to be used at all, and it could easily tear through the light armor on the Tartar's body, and when a caught off guard Tartar cavalry was directly knocked away by the horse's hooves, the whole momentum stagnated slightly, and he took advantage of the situation to swing the big spear and meet the enemy recoil that had been hastily organized behind him.

In this case, the enemy can still organize a counter-charge, which has already shown the quality of this enemy army, but it is too late, the disadvantage is not only in the sudden attack of the opponent, but also in the lack of momentum on the enemy and on me, even if all this does not exist, in a dignified battle, Jiang Cai's part will not frighten them by half a point, because they are a hundred battles who have killed a turn in the 10,000-strong formation.

"Bang", an oncoming Tartar cavalry slashed out the scimitar, and before the knife and gun intersected, Jiang turned his wrist and picked it up, the tip of the spear was accurately pointed at the knife, and the moment the scimitar was knocked away, the head of the spear was pulled back horizontally, and he used it as a long knife, and after the chest of the Tartar was slashed, and after the two horses were staggered, the man snorted and fell down, watching his upper body almost split in half.

Tiger into the flock, this is the most intuitive feeling of Aluhun who is surrounded by his own soldiers, and this feeling should have belonged to him, when did the Song people go around behind him? When did he have so many cavalry, he couldn't think or dare to think at the moment, how to go back alive became the only thought in his heart, and the demon god not far away had gradually killed him, and it was about to be his turn.

"Rush out."

When he was about to die, Aruhun instead aroused the long-lost fighting spirit, the scimitar on his waist was pulled out by him, and shouted to step forward, after some blocking in front, although the effect was not great, but the original indomitable momentum has gradually slowed down, how could he let go with a keen sense of smell, if there is still a glimmer of hope, it is now.

Jiang Cai, who can kill sex, is not afraid, at this moment his body has been completely covered with blood, of course, most of them are the enemy's, when it is strong, it is strong, the large group of enemies swarming, is the next target in his eyes, he did not hesitate to slap the horse forward, the momentum that had fallen was lifted again, and the war horse under the crotch raised its hooves and rushed forward.

"Ahh

There was almost no feedback of strength in his hand, Jiang Cai's big gun had already passed through the chest of a Tartar cavalryman, and before the body of the gun could rebound, he jerked it violently, and the big gun was pulled back by him to hit horizontally, and the tail of the gun just blocked the Tartar scimitar attacking from the other side. Almost at the same time, the Tartar with the shot in the chest had rushed over, the scimitar in his hand staggering across his shoulder armor, pulling out a long spark.

As soon as the resistance passed, the big gun swung in his hand, and he was invincible, and when Aruhun found that there was not much left around him, the big gun of the god had reached his chest. He didn't have time to raise his knife to block it, but instinctively turned his body sideways, and the steel edge on the tip of the spear grazed the cold-hardened cuirass, and deflected along the armor strip between the ribs.

The moment the two horses staggered, Aruhun was trembling at the face covered in blood, and the other party's cold eyes seemed to be staring at a corpse. When he turned his head and saw the situation in front of him, this feeling turned into a cold reality, from the edge of the dense forest at the top of the slope to the riverbank, the cavalry array that appeared again completely shattered his luck, and the Song people still had the strength to spare!

"Thousands of households, let's go!"

A few surviving soldiers pulled him backwards, between the gap between the two Song cavalry, he sadly found that only this impact took away most of his centaurs, and the rest were either injured or frightened.

He wants to go, but only by going inside can he live? The sluggish Aluhun let those personal soldiers drag him until the splash of the horse's hooves wet his face, the chill made him sober up, the way to live is at his feet, as long as he wades through this left river, the opposite bank is their other cavalry, and there can never be so many Song cavalry there, it is absolutely impossible.

With this determination, Aluhun rode his horse into the water without hesitation, and several personal soldiers followed him, trudging hard in the turbulent water, the farther away from the shore, the deeper the river, even if a personal soldier was washed by the current and could not stand steadily, even the man and the horse rolled into the water, but did not let him raise his head, because at this moment it was still within the range of the Song people's bows and arrows.

"These dogs, they don't even have soup left."

Ma Ji looked at everything below, and couldn't help scolding, but there was a smile on his face that couldn't be resisted, Jiang Cai picked the most appropriate time, and launched a fatal blow at the weakest pass of the enemy, which made the whole plan a great success, and now the victory is within reach, what is the previous hard work.

"Sons, if you can still move, you will rush down to Lao Tzu, and you will make up for it if you are dead or not, don't let the cavalry brothers come to this kind of work."

In the roar of laughter, almost all the foot soldiers stood up, no matter how tired their hearts were in the face of victory, what was the purpose of being a soldier, not just to enjoy this moment.

"Tiger Ben...... Mighty. ”

The cheers resounded on the side of the right river, and by the time as many as five thousand foot soldiers joined the battlefield, Jiang Cai's men and horses had already rushed to the river, and all those who did not die jumped into the water like their thousand households, trying to find a way to survive inside.

There is another paragraph, which will be made up later......

At this moment, his men had shrunk from the horizontal formation they had faced first, into a phalanx, one end close to the direction of the dense forest, and the other cut off the only road that ran through both sides, leaving one side of the river and most of the valley to the Tartars.

Of course, this is also a last resort, not to mention whether the thin horizontal formation can withstand the impact of the Tartar thousand-man team, if the formation is arranged along the side, it is equivalent to sinking into the death of oneself, whether it will be a horse and a horse after the death I don't know, but the possibility of collapse should be greater, behind it is a dense forest, once the worst happens, at least there is a way to retreat there.

Of course, his approach made the Tartars equally uncomfortable, for the simple reason that the terrain in the area of the dense forest was higher and the terrain on the riverside was lower, thus creating a slope with a small angle, and their cavalry actually attacked from the back most of the time.

What's more, the Song people still have the freedom to enter the forest at any time, of course, under the supervision of their own thousand-person team, if they want to retreat into the forest unharmed, Aluhun feels that the Song people will not be too easy, it is a very tenacious opponent, under his own harassment, he still maintains the basic formation, in this regard, it is far beyond his imagination.

After the Song people changed formations, they were more like a hedgehog and difficult to entangle, no matter which direction they approached, the oncoming arrow must be fast and urgent, from the beginning of the contact to the present, the competition between the two sides has become patience, the Song people are waiting for their own reinforcements, and he is the same.

It's been a long time since Xiding brought people back, and there has been no new news, what is Wanhu's plan in his heart, Aruhun doesn't know anything, if it weren't for the words that have already been spoken, he has plans to retreat, and no one wants to face such a difficult bone.

"Nagu'er, your people take a rest, and the rest of the people go up, be careful not to get too close, and don't get too far away, just let them feel threatened."

When the other cycle ended, the hundred households he called back with his men, they were in charge of the front just now, all of them were slopes, both people and horses were tired enough, and as soon as they came back, they lay down on the ground directly, gasping for breath, and they didn't even bother to take a sip of water.

Nagu'er did not fall, but stood by Aruhun's side with his own warhorse, and even the famous warriors of his tribe said such things, and Aruhun knew very well in his heart that things were indeed as he said, and there had to be a decision.

"In any case, we will hold out until early tomorrow morning, if Wanhu does not come to help, we will wait for the opportunity to retreat and slowly torture them on the road."

Aruhun's eyes stared at the big black shadow in the distance, in the night, the Song people did not light the fire, they knew that it would become the target of their own side, for the same reason, the already side did not make a torch, the two sides tested each other in the dark, and kept throwing inaccurate arrows into the air to a certain black shadow, there are few people on the side, the density is not as good as the Song people, and the Song people are more, the target range is larger, it is difficult to say who has the upper hand.

He can only do this step, if the Song people can't hold on and collapse first, of course it will be the best, but it seems that it is still far from it, and now it depends on whose new force will arrive first. Aruhun was originally full of confidence in the side, after all, the Mongols were all cavalry, but I didn't expect that after an unknown time, it was not Ulan Kudu who came, but an ordinary sergeant who was tired and half dead.

"What!"

Hearing the words of the visitor, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom, far behind in the Fengzhou, the village of the people who were destroyed early in the morning would actually be captured by the Song people, they flew over from the sky?

If this is the case, it means that Wulanhu will have to return to Fengzhou first and fight with the Song people who are stationed there, if they have not left. Taking a step back, even if the Song people disappeared, it would be impossible for Wanhu to come to the aid immediately, because the first thing he had to determine was whether those legendary Song people would further invade the surrounding area of Hengshanzhai?

When all this is completed, I am afraid that it will be true that as the people said, their reinforcements will arrive at sunset tomorrow, which is already the most ideal situation, if not ideal? Aruhun's face was cloudy, and he was also fighting fiercely in his heart.

Hold on, or do you want to retreat and go back?