(a)

The reason why the Battle of Jiri Mi is famous in history is not because of the scale of the battle, but because of the main generals of the two sides who participated in this battle.

You and Mongina fought in a fierce battle in the dark.

It was one of the most thrilling battles of warriors in the history of the war between the two clans.

(b)

A bunch of fireworks rises from behind a nearby sand dune. The earth trembled slightly. Montina's horses sensed something unusual on the ground, neighed in horror, and trotted restlessly. Just as their horses were in a commotion, a strange sound rolled in from the front of the camp and from the direction of the dunes on both flanks.

Montina immediately commanded to change formation, rushed out of the camp gate, and met the enemy on three sides.

At this moment, they saw a dark cloud rushing from behind the sand dunes, from the horizon. The clouds roared low and fierce, and burned with flames—

About 3,000 yaks with burning gunpowder tied to their tails suddenly emerged from three directions and rushed towards them with thunder, each with a shiny dagger or short knife tied to its horns!

In an instant, the battlefield flew sand and rocks, flames soared into the sky, and the sun and moon were gone.

Years later, I stood in front of the mottled frescoes of the Temple of the God of War and saw the battlefield at that time.

The mural painter depicted in detail the frightened expressions on the faces of the soldiers of the Montina Division.

After all, Mongina is battle-tested. He immediately ordered a line of three lines, with bows and arrows fired in a volley.

Under the rain of arrows, some yaks fell. But many more yaks, because of their strong physique and size, were not knocked to the ground, but were more angry and frightened because of their injuries.

After three rounds of arrows, furious and frightened yaks rushed into Mongina's ranks.

For a time, there was the roar of yaks and the screams of soldiers dying everywhere.

In the mural, a soldier is picked at the horn of a yak with a dagger, with dying despair and confusion in his eyes. Another soldier trying to rescue him was trampled to the ground by a yak that came up from behind. Next to them, two other soldiers with bloody faces were desperately throwing fire clothes at each other.

Many of the horses were picked by the yaks, or set on fire, and they threw off their owners in horror and fled like crazy on the battlefield.

In the huge chaos caused by the burning thousands of yaks and 6,000 war horses running and trampling, the tactical organization of the Mengjina Department was completely disintegrated, and the combat effectiveness collapsed in an instant.

Mongina was unable to hold the situation down, and in order to suppress the position and restore order, he had to start killing.

The mural shows him raising his knife and slashing at a soldier fleeing for his life, while more than a dozen beheaded corpses lay at his feet. However, he failed to turn the chaos on the battlefield. On the contrary, he and the guards around him were also caught in the vortex of fire bulls and horses, and his clothes, the mane of his horses, and the bodies of the guards around him began to burn.

After some confusion, Mongina led the remnants of less than a thousand horsemen out of the burning hell and retreated to the rear.

Judging from the murals, they were in a panic like lost dogs. Mongina's own helmet had fallen off, and half of his face was burned.

They ran wildly, and when they fled to the Girimi basin in the rear, they finally saw their opponent.

You led the cavalry of the New Han Army to wait here for a long time.

(c)

At the first glance of your troops, Mongina knew he had encountered a formidable enemy like never before.

Judging from the murals, the New Han army led by you is neatly armoured, the swords are bright, and the perfect cavalry battle formation is arranged, and in the face of the fleeing enemies swarming in front of you, the whole team is not moving, silent, like a silent copper wall in front of the defeated troops of the Mongina army.

Mongina knew at a glance that the young man at the front of the formation on horseback was his opponent.

He rode his horse to a halt about a hundred paces from you. One after another, his troops stopped and rallied behind him.

You push the mask off your helmet. You look at Mongina's stray white hair and burnt half of his face. You stare at each other.

You take off your spear and make an invitation to start fighting.

In an instant, the killing sound of the two teams shook the sky, and the war horses of both sides rushed towards each other like arrows from the string, raising dust that covered the sky and the sun.

You and Mongina were at the front of the line, and you were the first to make contact.

The spears of both sides collided together, and the tips of the spears intersected and burst into sparks.

Your horses are staggered, galloping back and forth, and fighting together.

It's a tough battle of attack for attack, lethal for deadly.

The two sides were evenly matched, and the fight was intense.

Your fights are intolerable, deadly, and both are forced into danger by the other.

You alternate and use long and short weapons to attack and stab each other, flickering away and flickering, flickering near and farther away, and your movements are as fast as meteors, which is dazzling. The two sides are evenly matched, and all the moves are shocked to the end.

In the fresco, you use the tip of your spear to cut a blood groove under Mongina's eyes, and half of Mongina's charred face is stained red with flowing blood.

Mongina's spear swept through the wound of your left shoulder, causing you to lie forward on your horse's neck, and the saber almost flew out of your hand.

The entire battlefield was completely shrouded in the huge dust raised by the fierce fighting between the two sides.

In the final confrontation, both of you go beyond exposing your vital parts while stabbing each other in the throat with spears.

But you're half a second faster than Mongina! So, when the tip of your gun goes through Mongina's throat and windpipe, the tip of Mongina's gun just touches the skin on your neck.

You cut off Mongina's breath with a single shot.

Mongina's eyes widened and he stood still on his horse for about 10 seconds.

He reaches out and grabs the tip of your spear and pulls it out of his body with all his might. Suddenly, blood spurted from his throat, and the corpse fell to the horse.

The tip of Mongina's spear stabbed a spot of blood into the skin of your neck. As he falls, you reach out a finger and nudge the tip of his gun.

The tip of the spear made a glittering arc in the sunlight and slid down before your eyes and fell to the grass.

Mongina dropped his horse heavily and fell in front of your horse, which caused the New Han army to let out earth-shattering cheers. The enemy was originally defeated and fled all the way, the army was flustered, and when he saw the loss of the main general, his morale was suddenly weakened, and the Xinhan army immediately had the absolute upper hand. Zhang Bao led the Xinhan army into several squads and strangled them all the way, and quickly rushed Mongina's troops to pieces, cut them into several pieces, divided and surrounded, and annihilated each of them. At this point, the victory and defeat on the battlefield have been decided, and it is only a matter of time.

Wu Shun saw from afar that Mengjina's spear was piercing your throat, and it seemed that he had also touched it, he was so anxious that he was not worried about your situation, so he galloped over to protect you. Seeing that you were intact, he couldn't contain the excitement in his heart.

You look at the whole battlefield. Wu Shun said to you excitedly: "Young master, this time, we have won again!" I can't believe that just with our people, we have wiped out all three of their striker teams! Wu Shun said, "Young master, are you happy?" Miss is safe! ”

You look at him. You shake your head.

You say, "What's there to be happy about in such a thing?" ”

Say, "All the killings are mutual." It doesn't matter who kills whom. ”