Chapter 65 "Hehe, I don't believe that a small Yanghe city can still hold it." Looking at the blood-stained Yang and the city wall, Xin Ai, who was hiding behind, sneered with a sneer. I just looked at it with clairvoyance, and the troops at the head of the city were scarce, so it can be seen that the Ming army in the city is at the end of the crossbow. I believe that this attack will definitely be able to take down Yanghe City.

"Woo-woo-woo......" At this moment, the rapid horn sounded suddenly, Xin Xin was startled, and hurriedly looked back.

"The Great Khan has an order, the army stops attacking!" Before Xin Ai woke up from her surprise, she galloped to the scene as soon as she rode a fast horse. I saw that the person who came was holding a small flag embroidered with a wolf's head, which was used by me to give the order.

Without Xin Ai's order, the Mongol soldiers, who heard the sound of the horn, immediately held their foot, and under the command of the junior officers, they began to retreat in an orderly manner!

"Bastard!" Looking at this situation, Xin Ai couldn't help but scold. Seeing that Yanghe City was about to be taken, at this time, Father Khan ordered the troops to retreat, what does this mean.

"Prince, the Great Khan has an order, ordering you to quickly reorganize the army and horses and retreat without delay!" The herald reined in front of Xin Ai and shouted.

"Why do you want to withdraw your troops, you only need to attack again, and this king can take Yanghe City!" Xin Ai yelled with anger on her face.

However, the herald is my personal guard for many years, and even if he loves his status, he is not much of a bird. "The prince doesn't need to say much, just retreat quickly, otherwise military law will be involved." With these words, the herald immediately turned his horse's head and ran towards the Chinese army.

"Bastard!" Xin Ai's face was distorted, and he scolded through gritted teeth. However, he did not dare to disobey the order of my answer now, otherwise, even if he was my own son, he was afraid that he would not be able to eat and walk around.

Seeing that the Tartar soldiers who had just arrived at the city and had eaten a rain of arrows suddenly retreated, Xu Hai, who had the idea of coexisting and dying with Yanghe City, couldn't help but be stupid there. He is also a monk who is the second brother of Zhang, and he can't figure it out, didn't I come to joke with him?

"Father Khan, the capture of Yanghe City is imminent, why do you order the withdrawal of troops?" Xin Ai, who rushed back to the Chinese army first, went straight to the big tent, and walked straight in and asked without waiting for the guard in front of the door to report.

With a gloomy face, I looked up at him and said expressionlessly, "Naji met the Ming army brigade. ”

Xin Ai was stunned, and couldn't help blurting out: "This dead boy, he can't even do this little thing, and he has to work hard to save him, it's really a rice bucket!" ”

"Shut up!" A loud shout sounded, which directly scared Xin Ai. When I looked up, I was glaring at him with anger on my face. At this time, Xin Ai realized that he had said the wrong thing just now, and quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at me again.

"Xin Ai, you have to remember that Najib is your own nephew, and they are all the blood and blood of Ben Khan. If this kind of is said later, be careful that Ben Khan cleans you up, hum! I replied that there was a hint of murder in his eyes.

Although Xin Ai is the son of Alta, I don't like him very much. In the final analysis, Xin Ai is too arrogant. Not only is he disrespectful to the generals under his command, but his words and deeds on weekdays are also clear. dared to proclaim himself the future Great Khan, and rushed to this point, and his own khan position could not be passed on to him.

For Xin Ai, my answer to this is indeed a little heavier, but I saw that his face was stiff, and his eyes were full of resentment. Damn Najib, it's you stinky boy again, I really hope that the Ming army can cut off this scourge this time.

was constantly cursed by Xin Ai, and Bahan Naji was really dangerous at this time, and his life hung by a thread. In the face of the more than 30,000 iron cavalry of the Ming army that suddenly surrounded it, Bahan Naji, who only had 5,000 men and horses, could not resist it at all. Fortunately, some soldiers were left behind when collecting food along the way, so they could rush to me for help at the first time.

Originally, he took a few fast horses to the vicinity of Yanghe City, but unexpectedly met a group of people who fled to Datong on the way. These are the people who fled for their lives under the sword of Bahan Naji.

Under the question, Brother Erdan couldn't help but be overjoyed, there was a Tartar soldier who went straight to the east! The fleeing people said that this Tartar soldier dragged for nearly five miles, and Brother Erdan, who had been in the army for many years, immediately estimated that this was a cavalry of more than 3,000 people, and it was really a fat and thin bait.

With a plan in his heart, Brother Erdan sent people to return to Shen Chongming the same way on the one hand, and continued to chase people to the northeast on the other hand.

Shen Chongming led a large group of people and horses twenty miles behind him, and he was also very excited when he heard the news, and God really helped me. didn't talk nonsense, and gave an order to chase after the men and horses.

Bahan Naji had also made preparations for encountering the Ming army halfway, but in his heart, it was impossible for the Ming army to gather too many men and horses to support Yanghe City in such a short period of time. Moreover, the Ming army has many foot soldiers, and with the 5,000 iron cavalry in his hands, even if he encounters 10,000 Ming troops, he does not have to be afraid. If you really can't resist it, it's easy to slip away with the oil of the war horse under your crotch.

However, the will of heaven is unpredictable, and Bahan Naji, who has just stepped on the way home after grabbing a large amount of food, was stunned on the spot when he saw the large force of Ming cavalry that suddenly came out. What is the situation, where did so many Ming cavalry come from?

The first thing that came to his senses was for Bahannaji to flee back to Yanghe and outside the city immediately. With the inferior forces and a large force of Ming cavalry against cavalry, Bahannaji asked himself if he had any chance of winning. But in the face of experts like Shen Chongming and Wang Chonggu, where can he easily escape.

After determining the traces of Bahan Naji's troops, Shen Chongming sent Wei Daqing with a superb cavalry battalion of 5,000 cavalry soldiers to the other side to block the Tartar soldiers, and then he led the main force to catch up from behind. If Bahannaji wanted to escape, he could only continue to move east. However, this cannot be said to be an escape, but a back-to-earth grave.

The battle was fierce, and when he heard Wang Chonggu say that this Tartar army had at least 5,000 men, Shen Chongming concluded that I would definitely lead the main force to come to the rescue. And with the cavalry of the Tartar soldiers, this distance of more than 30 miles, even if I draw troops from the siege battle and line up, it will not take an hour to catch up. The more Tartars he destroyed before him, the less stressful the battle became.

The Tartar soldiers deserve to be known as brave, although they are at an absolute disadvantage, but they do not see their timid expressions, but fight bravely as always. Shen Chongming wanted to make a quick decision to concentrate on dealing with the answer that would arrive soon, but there was really no possibility. "There are many brave men among the Tartar generals, with their soldiers with superb riding skills to attack left and right, the Ming army that obviously has the advantage is often killed on their backs, looking at it makes Shen Chongming feel worried.

Xiong Dabiao didn't move, but looked at the entire battlefield expressionlessly like a spectator, only occasionally his gaze paused on those brave Tartar generals.

"Kill!" With a loud shout, his ears exploded, and Shen Chongming almost fell off the horse in a trembling voice. When he looked up, he saw Xiong Dabiao sliding past him, his blood-colored cloak dancing in the wind, and he was like a red lightning bolt into the battle array.

Holding a three-foot steel knife in his hand, Xiong Dabiao, who was in the formation, slashed left and again, and a steel knife danced up and down as if he had entered a no-man's land. Wherever he passed, the Tartar soldiers fell from their horses one after another, and their momentum was spectacular.

"What a fierce general!" Wang Chonggu, who was following Shen Chongming's side, couldn't help but praise. Originally, I only heard that Xiong Dabiao, the commander of the 3,000 battalions, was brave and crowned Jingwei, but today I was able to witness it with my own eyes, but it was better than famous. If such a fierce general comes to the border pass to face the enemy, it is much better than staying in Jingwei and sitting idly.

Shen Chongming smiled and said nothing, but the smug look on his face was difficult to hide. The senior brother shocked the audience, and he was also honored.

Xiong Dabiao's purpose in participating in the battle this time is very clear, that is, to specifically look for the Tartar brave general who was stared at by him for a while just now. With his innate divine power and strong martial arts, there was not a single Tartar general on the entire battlefield who was his opponent, and most of them were three times five divided by two, and Xiong Dabiao dismounted, which made people feel a sense of happiness in their hearts when they saw it.

"Report, there is a large force of Mongolian cavalry in the west twenty miles, and it is suspected that the main force led by me is the main force!" A scout horse hurried in.

Shen Chongming was shocked, the other party came so quickly, a quarter of an hour earlier than his own estimate, could it be that there was something strange about this?

"My lord, line up to meet the enemy, such a melee, I'm afraid that our army is not a Tartar opponent." Wang Chonggu's words disrupted Shen Chongming's train of thought.

"Sound your horn and prepare to meet the enemy." Shen Chongming raised his head and ordered. Although 5,000 Tartar soldiers were intercepted from the side, Wei Daqing did not make a move, but quietly retreated after the Datong cavalry took over. Shen Chongming had already given instructions in advance, that is, to let the soldiers of the 5,000 cavalry battalion and the 13,000 cavalry battalion join forces to stop the speed of the main force. Once they were forced to slow down, the tried-and-true rapid charge that the Mongol Tartars were so proud of on the battlefield would be ineffective.

The horn sounded, and the soldiers of the 5,000 cavalry battalion who had already withdrawn from the army saw the handsome banner and ordered it to be lowered, and they all shouted and rushed forward. And the 1,000 soldiers of the 3,000 battalion also turned their horses' heads and marched forward in a tight formation.

The battle lasted for more than half an hour, and Bahannaji's 5,000 men and horses suffered heavy casualties, and the entire formation was already messy. After more than twenty years of life, for the first time, Bahannaji felt that he was so close to death.

Bahannaji's martial arts were commonplace, and although the war was anxious, he was powerless and could not help, so he could only stay in the middle of the 5,000 men and horses under the protection of nearly 100 personal soldiers. But watching his people clearly become fewer and fewer, it is even more of an ordeal for Bahannaji. If grandpa doesn't come to save himself, I'm afraid that he will really have a horse leather shroud today.

Listening to the sound of the horn of the bull horn that followed the sound of the Ming army's horn, Bahannaji's eyes were red and almost tears flowed out, and he knew that his grandfather would come to save him.

"Warriors, kill all these Han people!" When one of the generals in the bitter battle heard the low voice of the horn, he couldn't help but shout with joy on his face. The scimitar in his hand was raised above his head and kept twisting, shouting that he was going to kill.

However, while being happy, many people have forgotten Xiong Dabiao, the battlefield god, and this Tartar general is one of them. Before he could slash the scimitar on the Ming soldier in front of him, a steel knife suddenly slashed down in the air and slashed his right hand holding the knife with his wrist.

The Tartar general screamed, turned his head to see a red cloak pass in front of him, then fell off his horse with pain in his waist, and was then ruthlessly trampled by the swarming hooves.