The cavalry also roared, and when life and death collided, people instinctively let out a beastly howl, spears held in their hands, sharp axes stretched out diagonally, and the blades were there to harvest life.

However, Uliang Hatai made a fatal mistake.

He did not give the order to be blindfolded.

Generally speaking, when the cavalry frontal assault the infantry heavy armor long weapon phalanx, because the animal subconsciously will avoid danger, when approaching a certain distance, even the most well-trained horse will instinctively slow down, and even turn to dodge, which is innate to the creature, not acquired through training to change.

Therefore, when the cavalry rushes into battle, it will be blindfolded by the horse, and the horse will not see the danger, so it will be fearless, and it can continue to attack until death.

The Mongols are a horse people, of course, know this, but they rarely use it.

When the enemy is approaching, they retreat, stop and shoot again, attack and shoot, even if they stop to rest, they are also shooting.

This method defeated the Jin State and Western Xia, who were also known for their light cavalry, the European heavy cavalry with heavy armor and iron, and the arrogant Muscovites.

They will hardly use the cavalry of the cavalry with men and horses to attack the infantry strongly, and this style of play will not be used to kill a thousand enemies and lose a thousand to themselves, unless it is absolutely necessary, they will not use it. Therefore, Uliang Hatai was in a hurry just now, and forgot this order.

The consequences are clear.

The four horses in the first row, at a distance of a few moments, came to an abrupt halt and rose to their feet with a long neighing, and the great inertia almost threw off the knight on horseback.

Even if one or two stunned horses couldn't stop the car and crashed into the ghost pawn array, their speed was greatly reduced.

"Kill!"

The ghost pawn roared, and the long knife was raised, and more than a dozen large knives in the front row slashed and disemboweled.

The horse's feet and the internal organs that rushed out of the abdominal cavity and blood flew in the air at the same time, like a broken dye vat, staining half the street red.

The horses were screaming, and the knights fell to the ground, and before they could get up, the broadswords fell.

Like a slaughterhouse, the cavalry was in a mess, the rear ones were blocked by the front, crashed together, and the orderly charge turned into a melee.

The cavalry who did not fall from their horses slashed frantically with spears and axes, and condescending was an advantage, and their strength increased with the increase in height.

"Bell!"

A Mongolian soldier's heavy axe slashed at the left shoulder of a ghost pawn, and the powerful axe directly split the thick ghost armor block, cutting deeply into the ghost pawn's shoulder, almost cutting the person and the armor in half.

The ghost pawn seemed to have no pain, and the eyes that came out of the round hole of the mask were red like a bloodthirsty ghost, holding the knife in one hand in his right hand, and an inhuman roar broke out under the hideous ghost mask, and the big knife was plunged into the stomach of the Mongolian soldier, the tip of the knife came out from the back, and the Mongolian soldier roared and fell from the horse, and the two rolled together.

"Enter!"

At the sound of an order, the ghost pawn phalanx stepped forward with the corpse, the blood flowed smoothly under the feet, and the hemp shoes stepped on, and blood beads splashed everywhere.

The cavalry crowded forward, the knives of the ghost pawns slashed against the ground, the ghost pawns in the front row were pressed low, and they almost had to stretch out their whole body and wield their weapons on their horses to kill, which was very difficult, and the hooves of the mounts were often cut off before the Mongols cut the ghost pawns.

From a distance, the black iron wall collided with the galloping men and horses, and the fierce Mongolian cavalry really hit the wall.

Uliang Hatai's face turned pale, and he saw very clearly that this battle could not be won.

"Array!" He was still fighting: "Blindfold the horse and rush again!" ”

There's someone behind you, you can do it again.

"It's useless, Uliang Hatai, you can't get through here." Kublai Khan grabbed the reins of his horse and shouted, "The streets are too narrow to go around!" The front is full of corpses, blocking the road, the horses can't rush up, and they can't get over blindfolded! ”

"U-turn!" Kublai Khan said categorically: "Go another way!" ”

Lingjing Supervision City is an important town, the city extends in all directions, the streets and alleys are staggered, go around, and you can also go to the south gate.

Uliang Hatai immediately turned around and escorted Kublai Khan to turn around and leave, and the panicked pedestrians and people on the street were so frightened that they hid on both sides, and some of them were dizzy, and they ran to the road and were trampled by horses, and the cries were all over the city for a while.

The ghost pawn couldn't catch up, his armor was heavy, and he couldn't outrun four legs on two legs.

Kublai Khan and his entourage galloped, turned a few streets, and met a few groups of Song soldiers along the way, but there were no heavy armored ghost pawns clustering in charge, and ordinary foot soldiers could not stop the healthy horses galloping at high speed, and the Mongolian soldiers rushed through.

The south gate is in sight, the further you go, the more obvious the scene of the battle, the streets are full of bloodstains of corpses after the battle, there are Song soldiers, there are also Mongols.

The bows and arrows shot from the roofs on both sides flew indiscriminately, and from time to time they shot the Mongol soldiers on horseback, the cavalry were wearing light armor, most of them were leather armor, and there was no protection against the bows and arrows at close range.

Approaching the south gate, Kublai Khan and Uliang Hatai complained bitterly, and hurriedly reined in their horses before they reached the place.

At the south gate, several rows of black-armored foot soldiers lined up in a square line, blocking the city gate like a mountain, the posture was like adding an iron gate at the city gate, weighing a thousand catties, where to rush out?

"Your Highness, what should I do?" Wuliang Hatai turned the horse's head and asked anxiously: "It's not a pity for the minister to die, it's better to abandon the mount and stab the horse, the horse will go crazy when it hurts, let them break up the Song army's infantry formation, and then the minister will lead people to fight on foot and protect His Highness to ride out on horseback!" ”

"It's useless, Wuliang Hatai, the Song army must have an ambush outside the city gate, even if you rush out of the city gate, you will still be tricked." Although Kublai Khan's face was anxious, his tone was cold as usual, his mind was racing, and he decisively pulled out his horse again and turned back, shouting: "Go, go to the north gate!" ”

"North Gate?" Wuliang Hatai was stunned for a moment, hurriedly caught up, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, the north gate has been blocked by stones, and the door hole is full of big stones. ”

"We don't go through the gates." Kublai Khan rode his horse and galloped and replied: "The Song soldiers are trapped in the south gate, they must have the same thoughts as you, thinking that the north gate is blocked and they can't get out, and there must be no Song soldiers outside the north gate, so we will climb down with ropes from the city wall!" ”

"Rope ......" Uliang Hatai suddenly woke up, his face was happy, but then he was full of sorrow, and fell down the city with a rope, wouldn't there be no horse after leaving the city?

Running on two legs? Isn't it a life of death here?

But it's good to have a way to go at this moment, otherwise you will be trapped in the city and die.

Everyone galloped, encountered several groups of Song soldiers along the way, and the harassing bows and arrows on the roof did not stop, and some people were broken along the way, and when they reached the north gate, there were only more than 30 people following Kublai Khan.

Looking back, there were fires in several places in the city, black smoke was filling, and there were constant shouts of fighting, and the Mongol soldiers scattered in the city were fighting fiercely with the Song soldiers.

Unable to delay any longer, Uliang Hatai led people to break into the houses on the side of the street, collected some long and short rope sheets, quickly joined them together, and connected them into a long rope that was enough to go from the head of the city to the bottom of the city.

Everyone abandoned their horses to the city, and the city was really empty, and there was also a muddy and rainy ground outside, and there was not a shadow of a Song soldier.

Wuliang Hatai asked Kublai Khan to go down first, and Kublai Khan was lying on the battlement, and was about to go down the city, when he suddenly raised his eyes and swept away, and shouted: "Where is Master Yao?" Why didn't Yao Shi follow?! ”

The entourage hurriedly looked around, and sure enough, Yao Shu was nowhere to be seen.

Wuliang Hatai's heart was like fire, and he pulled Kublai Khan and put it down, and said: "Your Highness will go first, Yao Shi and others will be found by the ministers, you go first, go first!" If you don't leave, it's too late! ”

Kublai Khan's eyes were red, and he was about to say more, but he felt that his body was light, and the rope was thrown down, and the man slid all the way down the city wall and fell into the mud under the base of the wall.

(End of chapter)