Chapter 55: The Thief (Part II)

Looking at the panicked opponent in front of him, a trace of pity suddenly swelled in the heart of the cavalry company commander Hu Lihei, thinking that back then, he had also fought under the same flag, fighting for the same group of masters, staring at red eyes every day, biting everywhere like a hunting dog, and he himself was proud to be a hunting dog, because the ancestors of the A-people sang such a ballad, they were the most loyal hunting dogs under the Great Khan's tent, and they were the sharpest scimitars in the hands of the Great Khan

If he hadn't met Mr. Zhu, maybe Hu Lihei would have been like his father and grandfather in this life, living for the Mongolian Khan and dying for the Mongolian Khan, and even his sons, grandsons, and great-grandchildren would repeat the same life until the blood of the entire Arab tribe was drained, until the last Arab fell on the battlefield

However, unfortunately, or fortunately, the man named Zhu Eighty-one defeated them on the north bank of the Yellow River with absolutely inferior troops, and then generously captured most of the prisoners and entrusted the castle owners and village owners on the north bank to bring them back for the Great Yuan Court, leaving only the personal centurion Aslan, and more than 20 seriously injured and barely carried back to the lottery that would not survive for three days.

Hu Lihei was just a member of Chongcai, he thought that he was going to die soon, because in his memory, the same clan that had been seriously injured by Cheng Dù in the past, either died of wound infection, or was ordered by the people above to end the pain early, and he did see with his own eyes that the companions who stayed behind died one after another, but before anyone was breathless, Zhu Butcher never let the doctor give up on treating them

So, after drinking 300 catties of medicinal soup and smearing a full 100 catties of soju on the hospital bed, Hu Lichi actually showed that he miraculously survived again, and at the same time, those companions who were thought to be dead in the past actually survived at least fifty percent.

This is a life-saving grace in exchange for a fake, according to the rules of the ancestors, they should be Zhu Butcher's hounds and Zhu Butcher's scimitar, Zhu Butcher let them bite whoever they wanted, and rushed up to kill whoever they wanted, however, when they got together to thank Zhu Butcher for saving their lives, the other party did not hesitate to refuse.

"You can stay as a cavalry instructor, or get a copper coin to pay for the passage and leave by yourself, if you leave, as long as you don't meet Zhu on the battlefield in the future, we will settle the two." Hu Lichi clearly remembers that General Manager Zhu, who had just returned from training on the school field that day, said every word, although his memory has never been good, but those words, the frank smile when talking to the other party, were deeply engraved into his heart, and it was impossible to be wiped out again in this life, "Those who stay, according to the standard military salary of centurion on my side, if you have other specialties besides riding horses and slashing, you can also consider staying as an ordinary person, living like everyone else, trying the taste of living for yourself, to be honest, Zhu never felt that it was an honor to be a hunting dog, and Zhu himself did not need a group of hunting dogs. ”

Live like everyone else, live for yourself, from childhood to adulthood, never anyone, once told sù Hu Lichi, he can change the way of living, his grandfather died on the battlefield for the Great Khan, his father died on the battlefield for the Great Khan, the Ah people are born to fight, and dying on the battlefield is almost a fate, however, when the other door was suddenly pushed open in front of him, Hu Lichi appeared, the teachings of the elders of the original clan were not right, and he and his descendants could die in bed and be surrounded by their descendants before they died

For this open door, Hu Lichi and most of his companions stayed, although the same is fighting with a knife, the same possibility of dying under the horse's hooves one day, however, he knows that his fate is completely different, he has a rich salary, an enviable rank, wherever he goes, because of his skillful riding and knife skills, he feels countless adoring eyes, he can go to the church on his day off to worship his righteous god, without fear of the interference of lamas, living Buddhas and Muslims, He can choose to retire at any time, take the rich military salary he has accumulated, go to Huai'an or Yangzhou to open a shop, guard his wife, and give birth to a lot of children

The horizontal sword in his hand is fighting for himself, not for a certain master, not for a certain god, and on the other side, the face that has been deformed by fear is still someone else's slave, the shaking spear does not provide any support for this person, and the thin armor does not play any role in protecting the horse that rushes high

"Boom." At the moment when he was about to collide with the other party, Hu Lichi gently shook the reins, suggesting that the war horse raised its front hooves, and the gourd soldier in front of him was kicked upside down like a kite with a broken line, splashing a string of red in mid-air.

At the same time, there was an extremely slight friction from the horizontal knife in his hand, which was the effect of the contact between the blade and the leather armor, and the horizontal knife coldly forged with a water-powered giant hammer cut the breastplate of another gourd soldier without the slightest effort, and dragged out a ruler-long knife edge along the person's left chest to his right arm.

"Poof." The waterfall-like plasma spurted out along the wound, splashing more than three feet high, and the gourd soldier who was wiped by the horizontal knife staggered in place for a few circles, and then was trampled into meat sauce by the war horse that rushed over behind him, and a spear that was handed over diagonally flashed into Hu Lichi's eyes, he quickly twisted his body, and then slashed the knife back, "Dangchang." The body of the ash pole with a thick arm was cut in two, the upper half was missing, and the lower half was held in the hand of its owner, like a burning stick.

Another war horse galloped past, the owner of the "burning stick" was swept by the steel knife swept by the high, screaming and dying, the entire enemy array, was torn open a gap of more than two zhang wide, Hu Lichi with seven or eight brothers continued to cross high, more Huai'an cavalry poured in along this opening, cutting any living creatures encountered along the way into pieces with steel knives.

"Phew." A short spear thrown over, hit his heart guard, Hu Lichi was smashed and shook on the horse's back, and then continued to swing the knife forward, the cavalry against the infantry, the key is the degree, he is not in the mood to see who attacked him, there is no need, if that person refuses to escape, he will definitely be trampled to death by the war horse that rushed over in 6 times, a Mongolian horse that can be used as a war horse, at least six hundred pounds, plus a rider of one hundred and fifty pounds, thirteen or fourteen pounds of steel wire soft armor, collided with the human body in a high gallop, There will be no suspense at all about the outcome.

There is indeed no suspense, the screams behind him can clearly prove this, Hu Lichi swung his knife violently, cutting off the arm of a spearman who stayed in place, and then lifted the reins, kicking an officer-like guy from behind with a horse's hooves, two gourd soldiers suddenly lay on the ground, one left and one right tried to cut his horse's hooves, the war horse that trained Yousu jumped up without anyone's reminder, and flew over the bodies of the two, where the hind legs of the war horse landed, it was the torso of one of them, the impact of thousands of catties, It was enough to make this person angry on the spot, and the other gourd soldier was drowned by the torrent of horses' hooves that rushed over, and in the blink of an eye, there were no bones!

Another gourd soldier ran in front of Hu Lichi like a fly, unfortunately swept by his blade, and lost half of his life in an instant, two gourd soldiers ran in front of the war horse, their legs danced as fast as a wheel, however, the two legs could not run four legs after all, Hu Lichi's war horse rushed between the two of them, leaving a trail of blood.

The eyes suddenly emptied, within ten zhang, there was no longer any block, the first team of gourd soldiers was hard to chisel through, before and after absolutely not a minute, just as Hu Lichi was about to chase the footsteps of the rout to pounce on the next enemy array, suddenly came from behind him a familiar suona sound, "Da Da Da, Di Di Di, Da"

This is the Huai'an Army's unique way of giving orders, different rhythms, representing different instructions, "Turn right, follow me." Not far away, another cavalry company commander quickly deciphered the meaning that the suona was trying to transmit, pulled the horse's head, and took himself as the guide, driving the entire cavalry array to start turning.

"Turn right and follow me." Hu Lichi shouted in stiff Chinese, with his brothers, followed by more than ten company commanders, the entire cavalry array, from due south to southwest, a huge wedge-shaped impact array, like an angry dragon, swept the remaining men and horses of the Liuzi battalion into a pool of blood like a fallen leaf, and the head of the angry dragon did not hesitate to pounce on the final destination, the ballistas, artillery carts, rushing carts and gunpowder carts placed in front of the Dong family's army.

"Mongol army, go up and stop them, go up and stop them." It wasn't until this moment that Dong Shuxiao came back to his senses from the blow, holding the sword that symbolized power, and shouted hoarsely.

It was not the Fang family army, it was the Huai'an army, it was the Huai'an army under the command of Zhu Tuhu, and it was the cavalry of the Huai'an army, who secretly mixed in Fang Guzi's team, secretly approached him, and then suddenly showed his knife.

This move was extremely vicious, so that Dong Junxiao didn't have time to react correctly, and the moment he saw the Liuzi battalion being crushed by the cavalry, he even instinctively wanted to turn around and flee.

If the generals of the Huai'an thief army are more experienced, they can definitely drive the rout and go straight to his Dong someone's own formation, at that time, I am afraid that the only countermeasure of his Dong someone is to mobilize all the crossbowmen of the Chinese army to shoot their own rout and the Huai'an cavalry who rushed over indiscriminately, and this trick may not work, the slow-loading Qingzhang crossbow has only two chances to shoot at most, and the first time, I am afraid that it will completely fall on his own people, In case the remaining one can't contain the other party's offensive, what awaits Dong is a dead end.

Fortunately, the opponent is not experienced enough in commanding the cavalry, but fortunately, like Dong someone, they are very taboo about firearms, with this momentary respite, Dong can completely move the situation back, after all, Dong someone also has a complete Mongolian cavalry, Dong someone is beside him, there is a complete team of 10,000 people, and four or five gourd soldiers of different sizes.

"Woo woo, woo woo, woo" in the low horn sound, three thousand light yì will not be put into the battlefield of the Mongolian soldiers, diagonally pounced forward, pounced on their own ballista and artillery carriages, they not only have a numerical advantage, they also have the ancestors left, a hundred victorious prestige, think back then, three thousand pure Mongolian cavalry, can definitely beat 30,000 Song troops to lose their armor, and 30,000 Mongolian cavalry, can fight all the way from the north bank of the Yangtze River to Yashan

"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tick" seems to correspond to the horn of the Mongolian soldiers, under the city of Jiangwan, there was also a crisp suona sound, looking through the heavy gunsmoke, Dong Xiaoxiao was surprised, the Huai'an foot soldiers with their backs against the moat also moved, a team of only 2,000 people, with neat steps, slowly moving forward, as if behind him, followed by thousands of troops,

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