Chapter 225: Retribution is unpleasant

It's been four days of marching, after passing through Yongqing County, Zhao Lie has already left the Denglai army a hundred miles, there is no way, the turtle speed of the Denglai army pit people, Zhao Lie really can't accept it, his eldest brother is still on the way from Baoding to Jingshi. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Lie planned to intercept Francisco halfway, if the artillery team was not stopped in Gu'an and Zhuozhou, Zhao Lie couldn't think about their fate, and staying in the field for a long time was simply self-defeating.

As for Zhang Keda, Zhang Zongzhen is very relieved about Zhao Lie at the moment, the reason why this Yanei has so many cavalry and spare horses is now clear.

This Yanai sent hundreds of cavalry out, not only to explore the front road, but also to forget the back road, Zhang Keda continued to receive reports from Zhao Lie's troops from the front to explore the horse and the forward of the Denglai army.

This Yanai is not as rough as his appearance, he can simply be described as meticulous as a hair, and he puts on the posture of a frightened bird, and would rather be tired of horses and personnel than be ambushed by Jiannu.

Such Zhao Lie, Zhang Keda has nothing to worry about, just as the eyes of the whole army of Denglai, Zhang Keda is relieved to urge the Denglai brigade to move forward slowly.

If Zhao Lie knew Zhang Keda's thoughts, he would definitely jump to his feet and scold, he really didn't know it, the battlefield blocked you know, no matter what, it has nothing to do with being cowardly as a mouse.

As part of Zhao Lie's shielding of the battlefield, Nan Yong led twenty scouts to Gu'an, and they were also the scouts of the relay group, relaying to keep the horsepower and human energy alive.

Along the way, in addition to the yellow and white fields, there were stumbling refugees, all of which made Nan Yong seem to think of everything in Liaodong, and now the tragic situation of Liaodong is repeated in Gyeonggi. And even more tragic.

It is twenty miles away from Gu'an. Nan Yong ordered the horses to rest. If they go further, they only need to reach ten miles from Gu'an, and the rest will be handed over to the scouts.

Nan Yong beckoned the brothers to dismount, and he took out a water bag and fried noodles, and swallowed the fried noodles with cold water. In addition, there is sugar and salt in this fried noodles, which is better than hard noodles with no taste.

Everyone hurriedly finished eating, and took out black beans from the leather bag and began to feed the horses, there is no time to find wild grass in the field in winter, so they are all with mixed beans to feed the horses, on the battlefield, the war horse is the lifeblood of the cavalry, it is not only a good helper in the battle but also a life-saving straw when escaping, how to take care of it.

After feeding the horses. The crowd changed into spare horses and began to trot towards Gu'an. After walking less than three miles, I saw the dust floating in front of them, everyone was nervous, they reined in the war horse, Nan Yong picked up the telescope and looked into the distance for a while, and now the telescope is the standard configuration of the 100 general level.

"It's just more than ten rides, but I can't see my face clearly, so let's prepare for war." Nan Yong ordered, they were now the scout team at the front, and in front of them were either Jiannu spies or Ming people fleeing.

Including Nan Yong, everyone filled the two flint short guns in their hands and inserted them into the belt on the side of the saddle.

"Out." Nan Yong gave an order, and everyone urged the horses to trot up against the dust, and they had to save horsepower when they were approaching the battle.

Hohbari, Jeddah, Garu, Shaobu, and Gedu are now hurrying forward, and as long as there is no Ming army in the three miles ahead, they will return to resume their lives.

Suddenly, dust rose in the distance ahead.

Several people hurriedly slowed down their horses, and they looked into the distance in disbelief.

"Dozens of horses, not brigades." Garu shouted.

"Go over and take a look, if it's the Mingren Brigade behind, go back and report to the head." Hoho Bari shouted.

A few people urged the horse forward, they were not very afraid of the Ming army, although they did not wear armor, but the leather robe against the bow and crossbow in the distance is no problem, not to mention the spare horse, if the horse escapes from the stupid Ming cavalry can not pursue, the purpose of their approach is to see whether it is the Ming army or other Ming people.

The two sides approached quickly, when they approached more than half a mile, the two sides roughly saw the appearance of the opponent, Huhe Bari saw that the other party was half of the iron armor, the lower body of the leather armor of the Ming soldiers, a total of more than ten people, there were still face armor on the helmet could not see clearly, and the riding skills were extremely general in his opinion.

He took out the riding bow from the bow bag, controlled the horse with his legs, opened the bow and arrows with his arms, and his movements were in one go, chic and free, showing the innate horse-control skills of Mongolian men, which is inferior to the Jurchens.

The other four people also aimed at each other with their bows, they just planned to shoot a round with a bow to cause chaos to the Ming army, and then turn their horses and leave, go back to report to the head, there are Ming troops to help, as for how many Ming troops can't see clearly, in short, a lot.

Fifty paces, the five of them shot feather arrows almost at the same time, and then they didn't look at it, turned their horses around, they heard the neighing of the war horses behind, they didn't look back, at least they couldn't turn back now, and they would talk about it when the horses came up quickly.

Then, there was no more, there was a dense thud behind them, and several people's horses were hit one after another, and Saubu and Gedu were thrown off their horses as they fell to the ground and let out a scream, and the clever abandoned horses of Kalu and Jeddah fell to the ground crookedly, and they hurried to the spare horses, but they were blinded at that time, and the spare horses were scared away by the successive explosions, and they found that they had no spare horses.

Only Huhe Ba Ri sounded, his left arm hurt, his body stumbled on the saddle bridge, he kicked his mount with both feet, and accelerated to escape, he couldn't care about anything.

One of Saub and Gedu's legs was crushed under the horse, and the horse writhed and struggled in pain instead of dying, their legs twisting and wriggling under the horse's massive body, making them scream in pain.

Jeddah and Garu drew their scimitars and looked at the Ming soldiers who surrounded them in fear, knowing that if they fell into the hands of the Ming army, they would definitely die, and their heads could be exchanged for silver taels.

The other Ming troops did not stop, roared past, and ran straight for the Mongol who had fled.

A Ming army urged the horse to rush towards Jeddah, and stabbed Jeddah with a spear in his hand, and Jeddah blocked with a scimitar, but the knight borrowed horsepower and was not something he could contend with, the scimitar just pushed the head of the spear that stabbed him in the chest a little, and the spear pierced deeply into his right shoulder socket, Gilda screamed and fell to the ground, the scimitar in his hand was out of his hand, and the Ming army released the spear and drew out the saber under the ribs.

Another Ming army also attacked Kalu, and Karu was lucky enough to intercept the opponent's first shot, and the knight rushed over.

"Yuan Gang, it can't be that your hands are soft." A Ming soldier with feathered arrows stuck in iron armor laughed and urged his horse forward, waving his mace.

"You're only fucking soft, Lu Houcai, you don't have a fucking hard time." The Ming army who rushed over scolded while turning their horses' heads.

Lu Houcai ignored it, and smashed the mace in his hand on his head and face.

Garu blocked again with his scimitar, the scimitar snapped off instantly, and the mace descended, smashing Karu's right shoulder blade to pieces, and Garu's face was deformed and let out a howl that did not resemble a human voice, and his body rolled back and forth on the frozen ground.

The rise of Lu Houcai's killing will wait for the northern captives on the ground to completely vent the frustration of Fang Cai's arrow.

"Okay, stay alive, just a few people, and you have to confess." Nan Yong spoke, "Bagen, you ask for a confession. ”

A Ming soldier pushed his mask away, only to see a fierce face with a black beard with sideburns exposed, Bagen stepped off his horse, drew his long knife, came to Kalu, and asked in Mongolian, "Whose subordinates are you, and how many are there?" ”

Garu shouted angrily, "Which tribe are you from, who is the head man, and how do you die for the Ming people?" ”

With a wave of the long knife, the left arm of Galu holding the right shoulder blade was broken at the elbow, and the Garu began to roll continuously, spraying a large amount of blood on the black and yellow soil, and the long knife of Bagen swung again, and Kalu's left leg also fell down, and Garu gradually lost the strength to move, but he was not dead, and was still roaring intermittently.

The tragic sight of Garu made the other three white-faced and their eyes straightened.

Bagen looked at them with satisfaction, Bagan, as a herdsman of the Mongol tribe who belonged to the Jurchens, because the woman of the head man was robbed by a cow Lu Ezhen, and led the tribesmen to resist, but they were defeated.

Nearly 100 men of this tribe who did not die in battle were treated as serfs, and most of them were tortured to death in a year, and the rest of them killed the three bannermen who were guarding them, and fled to Lushun, and then they went to Shidao, where the remaining 30 or so tribesmen were recruited into the army as scouts because they were good at riding and shooting.

In Bagen's eyes, there is no distinction between home and country, and the reason why they belong to the Jurchens is that they were robbed of pastures and cattle and sheep by other tribes, and they defected to the Jurchens in desperation.

Bagan turned around and pointed at Gilda with a bloodstained knife, "Honestly, I can give you a good time, if you don't say it, or if you are not honest, this is the end." ”

A few people really can't hold on, the bamboo tube pours beans out one by one, Horqin Batu Taiji, Su De Taiji, Su Hetai Ji led more than 3,000 Horqin Mongols are ravaging the surrounding area of Gu'an, yesterday began to besiege Gu'an County, they are the sentinels to the east, if they find that the Ming army comes to help, they will crush the Ming army, and the Ming army can not be allowed to approach the Beijing division from the south.

Now that he knew the situation of the enemy in Gu'an, Bagen did not waste any more time and used a long knife to cut off the heads of the three on the spot.

At this time, several Ming soldiers opened the packages of several Mongolians, and the eyes full of gold and silver dazzled the eyes of several people, you know, this battle, Lord Zhao said, they can leave three percent of the capture, and several people can't help cheering.

"What's so happy, look at these bloody hairpins and silver hairpins, I don't know how many Ming people have been killed." Nan Yong looked at him in disgust.

A few people took a closer look at the jewelry in a few packages of no less than thirty or forty, so how many Ming women and children died.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded in the distance, the pursuing Ming army returned, and the heads of Huhe Bari were brought back, and the horsepower of the scouts who had rested was not comparable to Huhe Bari's mounts, and he could only die in the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty far away from his hometown grassland, and could not return to the grasslands where the eagles flew and the grass was thick.

Nan Yong gathered his troops and horses, and began to turn back with the scout, who had been wounded by two arrows from his mounts, and he wanted to report the enemy's whereabouts to the Lord immediately. (To be continued.) )