The cavalry of the front battalion was given the order to retreat, but the retreat was not easy. The back ones still rushed up, and the front ones wanted to retreat but couldn't come back, causing a lot of chaos on the hillside for a while. Finally, when all the soldiers and horses turned their horses and withdrew to the bottom of the gentle slope, thousands of soldiers and horses were shot and killed by the enemy above.

Seeing the retreat of the other party, the orders were repeated above the mountain range, and the tribal cavalry mounted their horses one after another. Several tribal chiefs had already prepared for the other party's retreat, that is, to take the opportunity to rush and attack, impact the opponent's formation, and inflict greater damage on the opponent.

Countless torches were lit and shouts rang out. The tribal cavalry howled and rushed down from the mountain pass, their bows and arrows buzzing, shooting like a rain of locust arrows, chasing and striking at the retreating Southern cavalry below. At this moment, the soldiers and horses of the Southern Army can only desperately escape from the slope, and in this case, it is impossible for them to turn their horses' heads to face the battle. There is only a gentle slope more than two miles long from Niuwangling, and the galloping of war horses is only tea time, but this short tea time is like a lifetime for the cavalry of the front battalion. Many did indeed complete his life's journey here, being shot and killed by the ferocious pursuit of the tribal cavalry.

However, the tribal cavalry is obviously red-eyed, and they don't understand the truth of accepting it when they see it. They chased to the bottom of the gentle slope and refused to give up, and suddenly a cavalry rushed out of the darkness in the oblique thorns, and forcibly cut the formation of the pursuing tribal cavalry into two ends. The cavalry of more than 5,000 tribes chasing at the forefront was cut out like a cake, and the appearance of this cavalry also changed the battle from a bow and arrow chase mode to a hand-to-hand combat mode.

The cavalry of the front battalion that fled in a hurry also came to their senses, and they stabbed and turned, turning their horses' heads and killing the battlefield downhill. As a result, the three thousand tribal cavalry that were cut off immediately fell into the heavy encirclement of the southern army. Even if they were fast, they could not escape from the crack at this moment, and soon fell into the hand-to-hand combat encirclement and suppression of the cavalry of the Southern Army.

Seeing that the situation was not good, tens of thousands of tribal soldiers and horses in the rear decisively made the decision to abandon the rescue and immediately withdrew to the slope. If there is the slightest hesitation at this moment, you will be entangled by the other party, and you will pay a greater price. In less than half an hour, all the trapped 3,000 tribal cavalry were annihilated, and none of them escaped.

It was only at this time that Han Desui, who commanded the operation, breathed a sigh of relief. Under his command, the situation finally did not collapse. Although his side had more than 9,000 soldiers and horses killed and wounded in the battle, it finally regained some face and killed 3,000 soldiers and horses of the other side. Although the three-to-one battle loss ratio is unacceptable, it is already a good result in the current situation. If he didn't stop Han Zongchang's stupid behavior and blindly charged up the mountain, the 50,000 soldiers and horses in the front battalion didn't know how many would come back alive. If he didn't let his 30,000 soldiers and horses wait for the opportunity to cut the battlefield on the side, the other side was afraid that he would chase the cavalry of the front battalion out for several miles, and his own side would have to kill and wound more soldiers and horses.

At this moment, the difficulties of the most dangerous retreat stage have passed, and the soldiers and horses can finally rest and breathe and stabilize their positions.

In fact, the wisest way at this moment is to withdraw the troops and return to the camp at a dumb loss, but of course Han Desui can't bear to suffer this big loss. Especially this catastrophe caused by his own son, he must clean up the aftermath for him. If it was before, Han Zongchang was his only son, if he didn't make amends, he would have to be court-martialed afterwards. In terms of treatment, that Zongchang will have to move his head. Han Desui couldn't let his only son

If he dies to save his son's life, he will make amends for his son. Therefore, there is only one way, to completely annihilate the enemy tonight, fight a turnaround battle, and then talk about rewards and punishments after the battle, Han Zongchang's behavior can be regarded as the first battle to break the enemy. Spare his life, and it will not be unconvinced.

To put it simply, it is necessary to understand military law and save his son's life, and to turn this bad start into a perfect result. to get the best of both worlds.

From the very beginning, Han Desui had actually thought about this, otherwise he would not have agreed to Han Zhang's all-out attack. Han Zhang is still an interesting person, and he must know this, so he made a suggestion, which also saved Han Desui embarrassment. The difference is that if you do this, you will have to pay more casualties for ordinary soldiers. But for Han Zongchang to survive, there is no way to kill more people.

"Push me with siege engines. Catapults, skyscrapers pull me up. Attack this mountain as a city. Drive them down the mountain. Han De then ordered loudly.

Although this is a stupid solution, it is the most feasible way to attack the mountain at this moment. Since the other party has dug a pit, the cavalry charge has suffered huge casualties. According to the retreating cavalry, the pits were deep and wide, and there was more than one pit, and there were probably as many as three or five pits. The overall Niuwangling is several miles long from north to south, and the length of the pit should also be several miles. Even the flesh and blood of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses may not be able to fill it. No normal general would know that there is a trap with deep trenches and wide ditches and still rush upwards with all his might, just as no one would use the flesh and blood of their own soldiers and horses to fill the moat or moat during the siege. Except, of course, Han Zongchang, a fool.

Han Desui's idea was that the other party was nothing more than using the geographical advantages of Niuwangling as a base. They also worked here for a long time, as can be seen from the trenches they dug. They are ready to take advantage of Niuwangling, and they are fighting with their own side here. That being the case, driving them down the hill is the right thing to do. Once they leave the place where they have run their business, they have no advantage on the flat ground. Han Zhang's 50,000 cavalry had already circled the rear, and once the other party was driven down the mountain, it happened to fall into Han Zhang's hands. At that time, it will be their end.

More than 500 catapults were pulled up the slope by horses. The Vapor Bike can't walk halfway through, because although the slope of the slope is relatively gentle, the Vapor Bike really can't have too much shift in the center of gravity, and it will be swaying before it has gone uphill for dozens of steps, and there is a risk of capsizing. Although Han Desui wanted to use the cloud chariot as the commanding height of bow and arrow suppression, he had to give up.

The catapult reached a position of about 200 paces on the slope of the mountain and entered the firing range. But there is a problem, and that is that there are no stones to throw. There was no decent stone on the prairie to look for. Niuwangling is not a mountain, just a grassy slope with raised soil, let alone stones, not even a fist-sized pebble. Catapults are generally made of local materials, and it is impossible to carry a large number of stone bullets with the army. However, this was not difficult for Han Desui, he ordered people to dig up the soil and compact it in a straw bag, and the catapult became a catapult, but a straw bag of soil smashed on the person, the weight was quite amazing, and the force was quite strong. If it is stuffy on the head, even the neck will be broken, and if it hits the body, the impact will also hurt people, but the effect is not as obvious as that of stones. At this time, it can only be reluctantly difficult, and it is reluctant to adapt to local conditions.

'Dump Truck'

Begin to throw bags of mud into the mountains. The mud bag smashed into the crowd on the hill and the effect was really good. A person who is hit can be knocked unconscious, and if he is hit on the body, he will suffer internal injuries. It burst open like a cannonball when it fell to the ground, and although the dirt inside was not enough to hurt people, it made the mountain range a cloud of smoke and dust, and the eyes could not see things, which had the effect of disrupting the opponent's formation in an unexpected way.

Under the bombardment of countless mud bags, the tribes on the mountain ridge were in chaos. Chief Bald Bones was hit on the head by a bag of dirt, and thanks to his strong body, big head and thick neck, he was not stunned, but his hard forehead burst the mud bag, which made his mouth full of mud and his nose full of mud. It's not just that the excavated soil has been contaminated with cow dung or horse feces, but the smell is outrageous and unpleasant. Annoyed, he rushed to the place where Brother Mengsa in the middle of the mountain was to discuss countermeasures.

Brother Mengsa is not having a good time here, the place where he was smashed by the mud bag is full of smoke and dust, his mouth is full of dirt and grass clippings, and he is shouting hoarsely to order the soldiers and horses not to mess around, and try to avoid the mud bags flying up.

"Brother Mengsa, what should I do? Fuck these dog mongrels are coming with us, aren't we passively beaten? Bows and arrows can't shoot at them, and if they go down like this, will we have to be buried by them? Bald Bones hid behind the horses and shouted at Mammothago.

Brother Mengza was annoyed with himself, and said angrily: "How do I know what to do? Who would have thought that they would use this method? It is impossible to rush down, although they killed a lot of them, they still have more than 100,000 soldiers and horses, that is not possible. Damn, it's really infuriating. ”

"Phew!" The bald bones spat out the mud in his mouth, and the smell was disgusting.

"What are you me? Do you think Lao Tzu is timid and afraid of death? I can tell you, if you want to rush yourself, Lao Tzu will not go down to die. Madsago said angrily.

"No, no, it's my brother's mouth with mud, how dare you call your brother." Bald Bone hurriedly explained: "Rushing down has to be done with the help of the Jurchens." Damn, didn't Wanyan Aguda say that their soldiers and horses would arrive when they fought? There has been no news of them since yesterday, and the scouts have not been able to find any trace of them. These Jurchens are not going to release our pigeons. ”

Brother Mengsa frowned and thought for a while, "Probably not." Wanyan Aguda is a smart man, he should know that if we are finished, they Jurchens will also be finished. Only by joining forces can they survive, and they will not sit idly by. But Lao Tzu suspected that he wanted us to fight Han Desui and Han Gang's soldiers and horses, and then come to reap the benefits of the fisherman. This dog has a lot of eyes, and he can only believe three points in his words. In the future, you have to have a heart for him, and you can't listen to him for everything. ”

Bald Gusa nodded and said, "That's right." But...... What do we do now? ”

Brother Mengsa groaned: "Top first, for a while they don't seem to have the intention of attacking upwards, let's head up first, anyway, the lethality of the mud bag is not great, and there are not many brothers who are stoned to death." Hold on for a while, if the Jurchens don't do anything, let's retreat down the ridge, and then do some more calculations. ”

Bald Bone smacked his lips and frowned, "That's the only way to go." ”

Before he could say anything, a mud bag roared and smashed on the ground between the two, and the burst of dirt and smoke instantly engulfed the two of them, and in the stinky dust, Brother Meng Sago and Bald Bone covered their mouths and coughed together.