Chapter 7: Defeat

On the top of the city tower, Han Lin'er wore a black brocade and white robe on his shoulders, wearing bright silver light armor, and his hand pressed on the green steel sword, and his eyebrows faintly revealed a murderous aura. On the left stood Yin and a group of officials from Qitian County, and on the right stood the messenger Liu Qi and the general Mao Gui.

Han Lin'er kept watching all the battle situation below, and didn't dare to be careless at all.

Because he knew in his heart that the disparity between the forces of the enemy and the enemy was too great. The slightest mistake can lead to the destruction of the city.

That's not what he could bear.

Moreover, this is also the first battle he has experienced through time.

It is necessary to win this battle in order to establish one's prestige in front of the people so that one can plan for the future.

Of course, you must also be worthy of the warriors who fought to the death in the wilderness to protect themselves and their mothers.

Thinking of the warriors who have followed them for many years, but now they have no one to collect their bodies after they died in battle, and the inhumanity of the Tartars, Han Lin'er gritted his steel teeth and breathed fire angrily, eager to turn the group of Tartars below into powder!!

He Zongzhe's iron cavalry under the city was rampant, arrogant, and under the chaotic hooves, chickens and dogs jumped, and there were wolf tracks.

Fortunately, Han Lin'er had already arranged to place all the women, children, and children in the city in the safest and most secluded places.

Otherwise, I don't know how many unjust souls have died.

Moreover, the soldiers can be allowed to have no worries, concentrate on sticking to their posts, and give it a go.

This is also one of the strategies that a general must have.

How to unite as one, the people's hearts are back, take the lead, and strategize is necessary, and it is also indispensable to properly settle the families of the soldiers to avoid their worries.

"Lang Jun'er, see if you can fire the cannon and show those Tartars the color, they are so arrogant that they treat us as nothing!"

County Yin Qitian leaned over and asked in a trembling voice.

It seemed that he was nervous, and his face kept changing.

Originally, although he was a dignified county Yin, after all, he was a civil official, so how could he have seen this battle!

It's hard for him to stand until now, and it's pretty good if he doesn't shiver and collapses on the ground.

At this time, Han Lin'er had a serious face and replied in a deep voice: "Don't worry! Wait for them to get closer. I'm in my own hands! ”

In front of them were lined up three elm cannons in turn! It was filled with a cannonball made of iron nails, iron sand, and * - this was a secret weapon specially prepared by Han Lin'er, just waiting for the Tartars to approach and attack head-on

Its power and lethality cannot be underestimated within 100 meters, not to mention condescending!

The soldiers were already impatient, holding the flint in their hands, aiming at the fuse, just waiting for Han Lin'er to give an order, lighting the fuse, and blowing him up on his back, which was not enough to vent his anger!!

He Zongzhe and his iron horsemen under the city did not expect what fate awaited them!

He still wields a curved bow in his hand, acting recklessly.

"Sons, give me Chong, capture Han Lin'er alive, and the bounty is a thousand taels! Beauty, enjoy the wine! ”

The cavalry, under the bewilderment of the commander, was excited. While wielding a scimitar, while whistling, the wind is blowing!

Han Lin'er stood on the city tower and looked coldly at these beasts below that had lost their minds and destroyed their human nature!

A slight sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth. The Tartar soldiers rushed to a hundred paces away and waved decisively.

The impatient soldiers quickly lit the fuse, and with an earth-shattering sound, the smoke mixed with countless iron sand and iron nails poured down, and a group of iron horsemen who rushed to the front also fell down.

Immediately after the second team rushed over, the second cannon sounded again, the back team fell, rolled into the front team, the two teams of soldiers and horses collided together, it was really people on their backs, stumps and broken arms, scattered everywhere, people shouted and neighed and screamed into a mess.

He Zongzhe, who was still crazy and arrogant just now, was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Hurry up and restrain the horse, he never expected that there was such a mighty guy in the city, originally he thought that for attacking this small city, he should be able to capture it, a piece of cake. Not to mention the loss of troops.

He looked around, but apart from the smoke of gunpowder, there was not a single soldier in sight.

Han Lin'er stood on the city tower, looked down at He Zongzhe who was in a daze, and couldn't help sneering: "The Tartar below, don't you get off your horse and die?!"

He Zongzhe looked up, there were a group of people standing side by side on the city tower, the one wearing the official uniform on the left didn't need to ask, it must be Lord Yin of the county, and the two people standing on the right looked at the dress must be martial arts.

The one in the middle is wearing a black brocade and white robe on his shoulders and wearing bright silver light armor, which is more like a scholar.

The white-faced green silk is like a jade tree in the wind, and there is a faint murderous aura between the eyebrows, and its powerful aura cannot be looked at directly.

"Could it be that this is Han Shantong's son - Han Lin'er?"

He chased and killed thousands of miles by himself and lost countless warriors.

Han Lin'er, who was not found, was actually in front of him!

He Zongzhe was annoyed and angry, and rode his horse to rush! He wants to break through the city gate and capture Han Lin'er alive to see how capable he is!

However, the third cannon rang out again, and another piece fell. After three cannon shots, more than half of the more than 1,000 cavalry were lost.

The rest of the cavalry looked at the wailing brethren on the ground, and their hearts were palpitating, and they no longer had the fighting spirit, and they were not as crazy as they had been at the beginning, and they turned their horses' heads and prepared to flee.

Seeing this, how could Han Lin'er let them escape easily?

Command the archers on the tower, take their bows and arrows, and rain arrows at the Tartar cavalry below.

Countless soldiers fell from arrows. The horses ran out of control and collided with each other, trampling on each other, and became a mess.

He Zongzhe also wanted to do a dying struggle, because before he left, he boasted that he wanted to capture Han Shantong's son alive.

I want to realize my long-cherished wish for many years: to occupy a city and a half pool, enjoy the joy of beautiful women, and live happily, and at this time it is only one step away from my dream.

Glory and wealth are at your fingertips. How can you stop there?! Wouldn't that be a failure?!

Imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel.

The fact that the army was defeated like a mountain ruthlessly shattered his dream!

The defeated cavalry retreated like a tide on the same path! No matter how much the Lord will rebuke, it will not help.

The defeated soldiers rushed to the door, and were ambushed by the soldiers who had previously guarded the door.

came and went and lost countless times. However, the outlaws are ten with one, and many of the guards are old, weak, sick and disabled.

Unable to use his own body to resist the almost crazy iron horsemen, he could only watch helplessly as they rushed out of the city gates and fled!

Qi County Yin watched the Yuan soldiers escape from the city gate, and he was so anxious that he stomped his feet and rubbed his hands again, "It's a pity that the Tartar master ran away!" ”

On the side, Liu Qi hugged his fists: "Please allow me to lead the troops to chase and kill them!" If I don't kill the Tartar general, I won't come back! ”

Han Lin'er smiled faintly, waved his hand and said, "You don't have to worry, follow me down to the county government and wait for good news!"

After speaking, he walked down the castle tower.

Liu Qi quietly pulled Mao Gui and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?" Could it be that Han Langjun has been prepared?! ”

Mao Gui waved his hand, also looking confused.

Yin of Qitian County saw that he had gone down to the city tower, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to move quickly ahead and move stools to serve tea. Serve with care. Looking at Han Lin'er's leisurely and complacent appearance, everyone didn't dare to say too much. muttered in his heart, and waited respectfully on the surface.

Besides, He Zongzhe and his entourage escaped death and ran forward without their lives. Until the horse was tired and couldn't run. Just let go of the horse, and really gasped!

Thinking back to the battle just now, everyone couldn't help but shudder. Although everyone is battle-hardened, after every escape, they are still a little scared, after all, everyone is afraid of death. It's just that it's hard to disobey it!

At this moment, it is twilight, the remnant sun is like blood, the grass is desolate, and a gust of autumn wind is sweeping.

In addition, the previous fierce battle, the underwear was soaked, and the cold made this group of defeated soldiers even more twilight and weak.

The most uncomfortable is the main general He Zongzhe. In front of Wang Baobao before, he was confident and boasted of Haikou's invincible appearance, but now with the gusts of autumn wind, it has blown without a trace.

Look at the remnants of the soldiers in front of you, and think about how many battles they have fought with their own birth and death before, and I can't remember it anymore.

In the past, they were brave and good at fighting, brave and strong, but now they are so unbearable because of their own stubbornness and lack of sight.

There are also those warriors who died in battle, but they could not get the horse leather shroud, and buried their bones in a foreign land. I can't help but look up to the sky and sigh!

Looking at the chief general He Zongzhe, looking down, a cronie came over and said comfortingly: "The boss must not be discouraged, stay in the green mountains, and take time to recuperate." Shame again! The Han people were lucky enough to win this battle. It doesn't mean how good they are! It was also a momentary negligence on our part, and it was unexpected, and it cannot be completely attributed to the manager. ”

He Zongzhe groaned slightly: "It makes sense, when you return to the camp with me, you will say that you have been tricked by the Han people, and you have lost many brothers for no reason." I really didn't guard against it. When he regroups one day, he will be ashamed!! ”