"The so-called one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion! The Turks have already attacked twice! This time, I tried my best, I must want to eliminate us in one fell swoop. Therefore, to deal with these Turkic cavalry this time, we must sit until we try to kill and injure their living forces, and when the time is ripe, I will wait for a while, and rush down with me to fight with them for a while! Zhang Yunwen looked at the Turkic cavalry standing on the side of the gentle slope and shouted to the reconnaissance battalion soldiers below.

After saying that, he returned to the top of the mountain and checked the shells, and twenty-one of the thirty rounds in a box had been fired, and there were nine shells left in the box.

Without hesitation, looking at the surging Turkic cavalry, a cannonball was put into the barrel, and then flew out, accurately landing in the flow of people, and exploded. There was a brief vacuum in the flow of people, and then it was quickly filled by the surging cavalry behind them.

It looks like the Turks are desperate! Zhang Yunwen secretly thought in his heart, and he didn't listen to it in his hand, and three more shells flew out.

The Turkic cavalry was stubbornly resisted by the non-commissioned officers of the reconnaissance battalion at the edge of the woods and steppes, and groups of cavalry came like a tide, and after being shot off their horses, the knights behind quickly made up for it, and gradually advanced into the woods.

This situation lasted for nearly half an hour, and in this half hour, the Turks advanced nearly a hundred paces, but they were seriously wounded, and almost a thousand people lost their combat effectiveness at this fifty paces, either dead or lightly wounded. In this era, there is no such thing as a serious injury, and a serious injury is equivalent to death.

Finally, when a reconnaissance battalion soldier touched the quiver box on the outside of his thigh, but did not touch anything, he felt a pang in his heart, and immediately put the steel crossbow back into the bag on his back, felt the grenade, and quietly waited for the arrival of the Turkic knight.

The arrows were gone, and there were five grenades left.

The arrows fired from the steel crossbow gradually became thinner, and the Turks over there seemed to notice this, and immediately let out a howl and rushed forward excitedly.

Zhang Yunwen also saw the sparse crossbow arrows below, and did not wrinkle slightly. This is, Ma Wangshan whispered to Zhang Yunwen: "My lord, there are no arrows!" "Look at the ground, there are four sacks of burlap quiver scattered around. Similarly, Wu Peng and the other shooters also had several quiver bags scattered in front of them. Zhang Yunwen remembered that when they transported the white feather arrows, they were 30 bundles, and each bundle was wrapped in sacs with linen. Looking at all the quivers scattered on the ground, there were almost thirty of them, which means that almost nine hundred arrows had been fired.

"What about grenades? And the grenades? Zhang Yunwen asked.

"Well, there are three more!"

"Okay, the brother who finished shooting the arrow is here to rest now, move his arms, and then he will have to fight in close quarters later, let his arms rest first! As for the grenades, Old Song, you all gather and send them to the brothers below, and then come back to prepare for a white-knuckle battle! Zhang Yunwen said.

Song Pu didn't say a word, dismounted and collected dozens of grenades, and ran down the cat's waist.

It didn't take long for Song Waterfall to come up, only to see that his face was flushed and his face was disgusting.

Zhang Yunwen put a cannonball into the barrel, and then chuckled at Song Waterfall: "How about it, old Song is still used to it!" ”

As soon as these words fell, Song Waterfall's face became even more ugly.

Zhang Yunwen suddenly said: "Today you have to get used to it, and you have to get used to it if you don't get used to it!" This is not a fight between the rivers and lakes, this is a battlefield, and there is nothing strange about the dead, Lao Tzu didn't still eat in the pile of dead people, the smell of corpses and the smell of rice were mixed, and he had no appetite for smelling, but he still had to eat as usual! It's okay, just get through it! ”

As he spoke, he put the last shell into the barrel.

"See that bear no, you are all using maces, and then you pounce directly in his direction, remember, shout along the way, get his attention! When the two of you fight, Lao Tzu will give him an arrow! Zhang Yunwen shook a few arrows in his hand.

"Well, my lord, this, I'm afraid it's not good!" Song Pu lowered his head and said.

Zhang Yunwen suddenly grabbed Song Waterfall's collar and said fiercely: "Old Song, this is a battlefield where you live and die, what's not good!" Whichever method can kill, we will use whichever method we can use! In addition, now that I am a general on the battlefield, what I am saying is an order, whether it is right or wrong, you must carry it out, and there will be no objections! As he spoke, his eyes were full of calmness, and his hideous expression was as straight as a beast.

As if infected by Zhang Yunwen's murderous aura, Song Water's eyes gradually turned red, and the mace in his hand was pinched tighter.

The sound of grenade explosions in the woods gradually thinned out, and the reconnaissance battalion soldiers slowly retreated up the hill.

On the mountain, all the horses were gnawing on the green grass sprouts between a few trees.

"Alright, get ready to attack!" Zhang Yunwen saw that most of the soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion were on their horses, and several soldiers with grenades were struggling to throw out the grenades to stop the footsteps of the Turkic knights, and immediately ordered.

Throwing aside the mortar with a hot barrel, Zhang Yunwen packed up the iron lance, and there were more than forty soldiers standing beside him, and the iron lance waved: "Kill-"

Taking advantage of the gentle slope of the terrain, more than forty knights rushed straight to the remaining Turkic cavalry of less than 1,000 men like tigers descending from the mountain!

"Kill—" The soldiers roared in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

The cavalry charge of less than fifty people actually had the momentum of thousands of troops, overwhelmingly pressed over, and collided with the leading Turkic cavalry.

Song Pu listened to Zhang Yunwen's instructions, and while charging on horseback, he shouted loudly: "Kill-"

The mace swept over, smashing the scimitar of a Turkic knight directly, and then went castrate, sweeping the soldier off his horse. The Turkic knight was then trampled by a chaotic horse.

Another mace knocked down, knocking out the head of a Turkic knight, and Bai Huahua's ** mixed with blood stood on the mace's nails, looking particularly disgusting. However, Song Pu was unconscious, roared "Kill-", and then smashed the Turkic knight's head directly with a stick.

Seeing such a violent scene, Zhang Yunwen really found it hard to believe that Song Waterfall was the recruit who had an uncomfortable face when he saw the dead man just now, and belonged to the first time to go to the battlefield.

Sure enough, Song Waterfall's performance attracted Ashnatid's attention, and he only heard Ashnatid, who was like a bear, roar: "Han dog is so daring, I'll meet you when I come!" After speaking, he lifted the mace and rushed in the direction of Song Waterfall, Song Water's bloodshot and red eyes stared at Ashnatidi fiercely, and still roared: "Kill-", and killed him with a wave of his mace. The Turkic soldiers who wanted to resist along the way were smashed in the head by Song Waterfall with a stick.

And behind Song Waterfall, Zhang Yunwen quietly took out the steel crossbow and aimed at Ashnatid, who was fighting with Song Waterfall.

The arrows moved slowly as Ashnatidi moved, looking for an opportunity.

Finally, after a hard fight with Song Waterfall, the two each took two steps back, and at that moment, Zhang Yunwen pulled the trigger.

The iron arrow was as fast as lightning, and it was directly inserted into Ashnatiti's neck, piercing through the side. Blood foamed from the wound and slowly slid down his dark chest. He opened his mouth, made a "whoop" sound in his mouth, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and he slowly turned his head, wanting to go in the direction of Zhang Yunwen. Another arrow flew in with a "whoosh" and plunged into his temple.

As soon as the hand was released, a mace fell to the ground, and then, the bear-like strong and sturdy body was also planted on the horse.

Zhang Yunwen sneered and took the steel crossbow, lifted the iron lance inserted in the ground, and pierced the chest of a Turkic knight, and roared: "The enemy chief has already been given the head, brothers, kill me!" ”

"Kill—"

Suddenly, morale was like a rainbow.

On the contrary, the Turks were first blocked three times in their attacks, losing their troops, and now, their vanguard generals were also plotted to death, where is there any morale, at the moment, nearly 700 Turkic soldiers scattered and fled.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Giving up the idea of chasing these remnants, Zhang Yunwen looked at the more than 40 soldiers in front of him, and saw that almost all of them were injured, with the most knife wounds and arrow wounds, and some were injured by blunt weapons. They are covered in blood and have their own, but more Turkic!

On the ground, the bodies of eleven soldiers lay quietly. They were all non-commissioned officers of the reconnaissance battalion.

Zhang Yunwen looked at the soldier in front of him and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Brothers, today we have created a miracle!" With less than sixty men, we defeated the Turkic cavalry of 3,000 and killed 2,000. But again, eleven of our brothers are gone! They will not die in vain, the brothers will remember them, Your Majesty will remember them, the Tang Dynasty will remember them, and history will remember them! So, brothers and gentlemen, do not grieve, put away your tears and prepare for the next battle! ”

Although he said so, Zhang Yunwen was still a little ashamed, if he could bring two more boxes of shells, maybe the brothers would have died two less.

"Give you half an hour, clean up the battlefield, pick up the arrows, gather the Turks' horses, make up for the undead Turks, and cut off the head of the vanguard general!" With a string of orders down, the tired soldiers began to get busy again.

By this time, the sun had set in the west and was about to set.

Half an hour later, most of the arrows were retrieved, most of which were actually dug up from the dead people, wiped on the Turks, and put the arrows with a strong smell of blood back into the quiver box.

As for the horses left by the Turks, they were intact, nearly three hundred were unwounded, and those wounded horses, like the Turks who had not yet died, were directly mended, lest they fall into the hands of the Turks.

Ma Wangshan walked over with Ashnatidi's head: "My lord, it's almost over!" But ......," he said, gesturing to the side. I saw a person on the other side half-kneeling on the ground, vomiting "wow", but nothing came out.

This person is Song Waterfall.

Zhang Yunwen turned his head, ignored Song Pu, and said to the soldiers: "Okay, since we have finished cleaning up, then let's go back to the Tuli tooth tent!" ”

So, more than forty knights turned on their horses and drove nearly three hundred fine Turkic horses to the southeast.

Zhang Yunwen walked up to Song Waterfall, patted him on the shoulder, but didn't say anything, and then turned over and got on the horse.

"Your Excellency......" a hoarse voice came. Zhang Yunwen knew that it was Song Waterfall.

"My lord, I'm fine, let's go!"

Zhang Yunwen turned his head and saw Song Waterfall carrying a mace, so he suddenly got on his horse and walked to Zhang Yunwen's side.

With a grin, Zhang Yunwen hit the horse's buttocks fiercely, and the horse suddenly neighed, and chased after the large army in front of him at a gallop.

The rays of the setting sun shone on the grassland, stretching the figures of the people running wildly. Behind them, the blood-stained earth and the mess of corpses on the ground stood out.