More soldiers rushed forward, and even some soldiers couldn't wait, they jumped into the water a dozen steps away, without exception they were overwhelmed by the water, but fortunately there were soldiers and people behind them, and they fished these reckless soldiers out of the water and rescued them on the pontoon bridge. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After breaking down a little, Li Zhiye continued to move forward, the silver armor on his body was quickly dyed pink, and then purple, and more soldiers surged up behind him, from a little gap to break through into a semicircular array, the soldiers spontaneously formed a small circle formation, their array method is skillful, the combat skills are outstanding, the physical fitness is outstanding, the courage is outstanding, and the combat experience is also very rich, before these excellent soldiers, although they are all elite armor soldiers collected by the Mongolian Taiji as much as possible, However, the gap between the soldiers and the soldiers grew wider and wider, until the largest gap was opened.

The most eye-catching is Li Zhiye's side, Zhang Shixiong, who is dancing two long knives, has been fighting to move closer to Li Zhiye, several soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding iron rods are also very eye-catching, they are like iron beasts, the heavy armor on their bodies is not afraid of bows and arrows, the iron rod in their hands is amazingly powerful, a sweep is the enemy to death, under their fighting, the space in front is getting bigger and bigger, behind them, a team of musketeers has begun to line up, ready to volley the archers on the left and right.

"Who are they?" Zhang Han couldn't help but say: "Where did the soldiers use iron rods?" ”

"It's the men of the Lancer Regiment." Zhang Shixiong was not there, and another attendant officer replied a little nervously: "It's Lakshen, Lu Bukuan, and Li Baxiong, all of whom are officers of the Lancer Regiment." ”

It turned out to be an officer of the Lancer Regiment, the combat mission of the Lancer Regiment this time was not heavy, only nearly half of the people were sent to the left flank to insert behind the enemy to hold the enemy, because the Lancer Regiment had been fighting for nearly two months, there were many attritions, and there were many wounded and sick people, and the military division only sent out the remaining elites of the Lancer Regiment in good condition, so that many officers stayed in place without a task, these guys, must have seen the fierce scene of the battle, so they mixed into the battle team to kill the enemy, they were cavalry, and they had not been trained by the array of soldiers, But with a body of martial arts and iron armor and iron rods, the northern captives who actually killed him could not resist the enemy.

"Rakshen ......" Zhang Han sighed: "I remember that he was a man under the command of Silver Ingots. ”

"That's the spear regiment that Silver Ingot was afraid of delaying his future, so he specially told you to ask him to join."

"Hmm." Zhang Han nodded lightly and said, "It's also a good use." ”

Silver ingot, who is equal to Zhang Han's allies and friends, will be a big man with real power in the post-war Tumut Department, and he now has considerable strength, which is also Zhang Han's intention to cultivate, but Silver Ingot intends to send some of the most martial officers under his command to Heyusheng's army, which is equivalent to giving up his most powerful subordinates to Zhang Han to use.

One of them came and went, both sides were fighting, fortunately, each other knew the proportions and boundaries, so far, it can be determined that the silver ingot will still cooperate happily with Zhang Han in the future.

The gunfire finally rang out, and a large number of Mongols were knocked to the ground, and then the artillery stopped, one was to fight many rounds, the barrel was hot, and it needed to be cooled down before fighting, and the second was that the two armies had been in close contact, and the artillery was likely to be injured by mistake, so it was better not to fight.

An iron man with an iron rod rushed up, slammed into the fight, and his hands fell up, and that Taiji was even smashed into a blur of flesh and blood. The remaining armored cavalry wanted to avenge their master, and were cut to the ground by the rest of the soldiers.

After the pontoon bridge was built, the soldiers and gunners of the brigade rushed over, followed by the whole team of pikemen, and after seeing a large area of gun arrays lined up by the river, the Mongols finally couldn't stand it, they were already extraordinarily played today, because the power of the artillery was limited, and at the same time they were guarding the estuary of the river to shoot arrows, playing their own strengths, and when the pontoon bridge was built, and Yusheng's soldiers and gunners broke through, the will of these Mongols to resist immediately disappeared, and the only thing left was to take the road and escape.

The entire five or six miles long river bank has been in chaos, and the cavalry and herdsmen in the rear have fled on their own, among them are surrounded by Taiji, seeing that things are not good, these descendants of Genghis Khan or the Mongolian nobles fled faster than anyone else, even if someone has already had the idea of surrendering, at this time the sword has no eyes, they will not choose to surrender at this time.

The horses carrying the cavalry ran very scattered, behind them were a large number of armored soldiers and herdsmen who crashed into a group, because they had to fight on foot, many people's horses were tied elsewhere, and now they couldn't find it in a hurry, and even some people were eager to escape, and they ran away after untying the horses, and they didn't care about other horses running away, which made a large number of herdsmen and armored soldiers have no horses to ride, and the Mongolians have no horses as if the Han people had no legs, and many people were at a loss in their hearts, and they didn't know what to do.

At this time, the white-bearded old Taiji Battle wanted to ride forward, and there were only dozens of his closest guards in armor around him, and the crowd was surging backwards, but Old Battle was desperately moving forward.

Countless people saw such a scene, people were desperately fleeing for their lives to the north, only a few dozen people went upstream, and the old Taiji held a long lance and moved forward bravely.

Zhang Han saw it, and his face became very serious.

The silver ingot saw it, and so did the many Mongols who were on Heyusheng's side, and the silver ingot couldn't help but burst into tears, but he quickly wiped them away.

Of course, the soldiers of He Yusheng also saw it, and Wang Changfu, Liang Xing and others all looked at this scene on the other side with respect.

Zhang Shixiong had already met with Li Zhiye, and they also saw such a scene.

Li is a recruit, and he doesn't know what to do.

The armor on his body has been soaked with blood, but now it is difficult for Li Zhiye to do it himself, countless soldiers are lined up in front of him, and the soldiers' movements are even a little rude, no one is willing to let his main general take risks to rush to the enemy formation.

The gunners lined up in rows on either side, and the sound of shouting was incessant, and more and more corpses lay on the ground, blood soaked through the turf, and the seriously wounded let out dying screams and moans, as well as incessant weeping.

The Mongols boasted of their courage to die a martial arts, but when death came, they were no better than the soldiers of other peoples, and even for various reasons, they were even weaker and more cowardly.

Li Zhiye looked at the scene of Old Bartel's killing, and he said: "Originally, I already looked down on the Mongols, but in today's battle at the mouth of the river, I finally saw some northern captives who dared to die." Old Battle is one of the heroes, and I don't know what to do. ”

Zhang Shixiong touched his chin, his beard had just been shaved off, and his chin was full of amusement. Zhang Shixiong thought for a while and said: "I don't want to figure out what adults mean, but I personally feel that if a warrior is willing to die on the battlefield, then it is best to fulfill his wish. ”

Li Zhiye asked Zhang Shixiong, just to know Zhang Han's thoughts, Zhang Shixiong is the attendant military attache who followed Zhang Han's side, so he should know if Zhang Han would want to leave this old Taiji's life.

Since Zhang Shixiong indicated that it was his own idea, Li Zhiye also waved his hand very simply and said: "I'm tired, you and Rakshen Lu Bukuan and Li Baxiong will go and take the life of Old Battle." ”

"Good!" Zhang Shixiong agreed, and his two knives trembled, and a few wisps of blood and countless blood beads were shaken off by him.

Zhang Shixiong found Lakshen and the others, and everyone struggled forward together, and the Mongols around them saw this group of iron-armored and blood-dripping beasts, and they all fled in despair.

After walking hundreds of steps, everyone had already killed piles of northern captives, the corpses were scattered behind them, blood was flowing all over the ground, and behind these people was a long road of blood.

Zhang Shixiong greeted Old Battle, and the rest of the people held iron rods to meet those guards, and in an instant, Zhang Shixiong's ears were full of clicking sounds, and there were also muffled snorts and screams of people, he squinted at the corner of his eye, only to see that Lakshin and others had already laid down more than a dozen guards, as long as they were hit by a dozen pounds of iron rods, all of them broke their muscles and bones, and died on the spot, and a Mongolian soldier was hit in the head, and the whole head seemed to be smashed into the neck.

Old Battle said to Zhang Shixiong: "I am a hero, I hope not to die in the hands of unknown people." ”

The old man's muscles and bones were decaying, and he knew that he must not be the opponent of this sturdy soldier with two swords.

Zhang Shixiong said: "The general Zhang Shixiong, the military attache next to Lord Zhang. ”

"Okay." Old Battle actually showed a smile on his face, he didn't care about the life and death of his subordinates, his legs were clamped, the war horse galloped forward, and the lance was stabbed at Zhang Shixiong.

Zhang Shixiong dodged to avoid the slow movement, and did not hesitate, the left and right legs were used at the same time, and the right hand swung the knife into the air, he felt that his right hand was stagnant, and when he looked back, the old Bartel's head had been cut off and flew in the air.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhang Shixiong felt that this old Mongolian man actually smiled slightly.

When he saw the moment Lao Taiji conferred his head, an exclamation sounded on the south bank of the river.

There was no lack of shock in the voice, some people regretted, and some people because of their deep hatred with the Mongols, even such an old Mongolian Taiji who was impressed by his heroic deeds, when he conferred the head, they still let out cheers.

The silver ingot did not hide his tears this time, he rode to Zhang Han's approach, and said with tears streaming down his face: "Wenlan, give me the body of Lao Taiji, and I will bury him in the way of the Mongols." ”

Zhang Han nodded and said: "Zhang Shixiong has always acted hatefully, killing Lao Taiji without permission, I will punish him heavily." ”

The silver ingot levied and said: "Each is his master, and Wen Lan should still reward him." ”

Zhang Han frowned and was silent.