Chapter 200: Recovering the River

The two cavalry teams swept across the battlefield like a whirlwind, and before approaching, both sides invariably took off their bows and arrows on horseback, and fired a round of arrows at each other. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly there were some cavalry on both sides immediately hit the arrow, overturned on the battlefield, and then were trampled to death by the war horse behind them, but there were also people who did not fall off the horse after being hit by the arrow, gritted their teeth and insisted on continuing to ride their horses towards the enemy, and the first of the two sides ended in this way, but relatively speaking, the fire army had light and sturdy cavalry with trap armor, and the number of casualties was lower than that of the Mongolian cavalry, but the Mongolian cavalry suffered a small loss.

After the two cavalry fired arrows, they collided together in just a moment, and the red fire soldiers and the variegated Mongolian cavalry were suddenly intertwined, and the shouts of killing and screams suddenly resounded over the battlefield...

A corpse immediately sprayed blood mist into the air, and everyone desperately beckoned the swords and guns in their hands towards the enemy, that is, in a blink of an eye, a large number of cavalry fell off their horses, and they were trampled into the chaotic horses.

Most of the soldiers of the Agni Army were originally people who grew up on horseback, and their riding skills were not inferior to the Mongolian cavalry, but the Mongolian cavalry were also experienced in a hundred battles, and the experience of fighting on horseback could be said to be extremely rich. Yelu Xingge shouted wildly and waved the horse lance in his hand, almost invincible, no Mongolian soldiers could stop him, he led his own soldiers into the enemy army at once, and tore a hole in the array of Mongolian cavalry.

A stream of blood spurted out of the chest of a Mongolian soldier, splashing Yelu Xingge's face, making Yelu Xingge's already ugly face become more fierce immediately, Yelu Xingge didn't even look at this Mongolian soldier, his hands competed, and he flew out of the horse, and then another blow swept away, a Mongolian cavalry just rode his horse to his side, and before the scimitar in his hand fell, he was swept in the chest by the heavy horse lance in Yelu Xingge's hand, and when he flew upside down, Fell heavily among the horses...

"Kill! Kill! Kill them all! Probably stimulated by blood, Yelu Xingge was like a mad tiger, waving the horse lance in his hand and charging towards the Mongolian cavalry...

Seeing that Yelu Xingge was the main general, they were all so brave, and the soldiers of the Agni Army behind him were also inspired by blood, shouting what to shake the sky one by one, desperately slashing and killing the Mongolian cavalry that appeared in front of him. After Qiang Kele led five hundred cavalry out of the city, he saw the cavalry of the Flame Army facing them, although he was frightened in his heart, but he had no choice at this time, the Song army had surrounded Hejian Mansion like an iron bucket, and he had no other choice than to defeat the cavalry of the Flame Army.

So he forcibly calmed down and shouted: "We are the eagles of the steppe, for the sake of the Great Khan, kill!" ...... "In his eyes, such a cavalry hedge, their Mongolian cavalry has never been afraid of anyone, and today even if the opposite side is the fire army that has become famous in Hebei in the past two years, he has the confidence to fight with them...

But he still underestimated the strength of the Flame Army, as soon as the two armies met, he was horrified to find that the soldiers of the Flame Army were not worse than the Mongolian cavalry under his command, and even the Flame Army was more powerful than them, especially the bright plate armor on their bodies, the gun often could not penetrate the armor, and it fell into the vacancy as soon as it slipped, and as a result, in the blink of an eye, the opponent's sword and gun fell on his own people, and then the blood splashed, and the losses of the Mongolian cavalry far exceeded the losses of the Flame Army...

The cavalry of more than 1,000 Agni troops swept this Mongolian cavalry in an instant, that is, in less than a quarter of an hour, the Agni Army completely dispersed the 500 Mongol cavalry led by Jongkle. The battlefield was also suddenly chaotic, the scattered Mongolian cavalry scurried around the battlefield, and the cavalry of the Agni Army was chasing their **, so that they could no longer gather together, as soon as the cavalry dispersed, it lost its impact, and the Agni Army surpassed the Mongolian cavalry a lot, and completely grasped the initiative on the battlefield...

Jankle finally rushed out of the array of the Agni Army, turned his head and almost cried, the five hundred cavalry he brought out of the city rushed out with him at this time only a few dozen people, and the chaotic battlefield was full of fluttering red cloaks, and the chaotic army was still screaming, only a few Mongolian cavalry were still rushing out of the encirclement of the Agni Army, and whether the rest of the people could rush out alive or not could not be determined.

Look at himself again, there are already three colors on his body at this time, his right arm is not known to be slashed by whom, there is a two-inch-long wound under the crack of the shoulder armor, a shot under the right rib, the iron armor is also picked open, a wound a few inches long is spurting blood outward, he can almost feel that the ribs have been injured, and the left leg has also been stabbed by the enemy, although he can't see the wound, but he can feel the hot blood flowing down the thigh into the riding boots, so painful that the left leg doesn't need a little strength...

Looking at the dozens of cavalry under his command who rushed out with him, they were also covered in blood, and they couldn't tell whether it was their blood or the blood of the enemy.

"Retreat! Retreat into the city! Strongle could not bear it any longer, and immediately turned his horse and galloped in the direction of the city gate, and the remnants of the soldiers who had rushed out with him immediately fled with him towards the city.

But before they could approach the gates, a group of flames in red cloaks blocked their way, and the first one was sweating profusely and his face was bloodied, a long scar ran through his entire face, and a front tooth was exposed beyond his lips, making his ugly face look hideous...

What's even more disgusting is that he actually showed a cruel smile, which made him look like a ghost.

"Do you want to escape back to the city? Brother Yelu Xing is here, don't make such a plan later! Kill them all! After Yelu Xingge led the army to defeat the Mongolian cavalry, he immediately led his own soldiers to block the road for the Mongolian soldiers to retreat into the city, and shouted to the fleeing Jankle with a cruel smile.

Qiangkle's heart was cold, and he shouted to the soldiers behind him with frightened expressions: "We are the warriors of Genghis Khan, how can we fall the prestige of our Mongol cavalry!" Even if you die, kill a few more damned enemy soldiers! Kill me with me......"

After hearing his shouts, the Mongol cavalry who followed Jongkle also put away the fear on their faces, clenched the swords and guns in their hands one by one, and roared fiercely: "Kill ......"

Dozens of Mongolian cavalry, under the leadership of Jongkle, immediately rushed towards Yeluxinge's group of fire army cavalry with a strange roar......

On that day, the defender of Hejian Mansion Qiang Kele went out of the city to fight, and died in front of the two armies on the spot, and his body was captured by the Song army, disemboweled, and hung on a high pole, hanging outside the south gate of Hejian Fu City.

Hejian Mansion was leaderless, and a new annexed army of less than 1,000 people opened the north gate to try to break through and escape, but was then blocked by the Song army, and after a fight, it was completely annihilated outside the north gate.

After nightfall, the remnants of less than 1,000 new troops in the city finally laid down their arms, opened the gates of Hejian Mansion, and surrendered to Fu Daquan's headquarters, and Hejian Mansion was recovered by the Song army.

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