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"Kill!"

The Jurchens quickly concentrated around Okan and turned around to kill the cavalry of Zhai Zhe's department, which was chasing and killing in the rear.

The thief captures the king first, and the terrifying gaze is fixed on the battle flag not far away, where the leader of the Han cavalry is pointing fingers.

Meng Kang's troops were scattered and were collecting the remnants of the army, and the adjutant general withdrew to the left to resist Zuo Ruo's intrusion.

"Kill!"

The thick knife slashed down, and blood was dripping.

The Ekan war horse is handsome, and only such a tall war horse can match his tall body, and the white armor soldiers who have survived the battle are accompanied by him on his left and right.

"Kill!"

The wide knife in the hand of the close-range attack was like chopping melons and chopping wood, and the Han cavalry who killed them were terrified, they had never met such a brave opponent, and a small gap appeared in the neat cavalry wall in the short confusion.

Zhai Zhe was anxious, this was the real strength of the white-armored soldiers.

He hurriedly transferred the rear lancers to make up for it, shouting: "Keep the formation!" ”

The tight formation meant stronger defense, and at the same time, the Han cavalry, who was not experienced in combat, had no choice, and they were squeezed in the queue, even if they were afraid, they could not escape, and could only use their swords and guns to attack the oncoming opponent.

The two cavalry were completely entangled, and the horses could not be added.

It was hand-to-hand combat between cavalrymen, and neither side would give their opponents a chance to leave the battlefield again, especially the Jurchens, who had seen the power of the lancers' impact, and their opponents were far less intimidating than charging in hand-to-hand combat.

The Han cavalry on the front almost piled up a wall of flesh to resist \

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U91O2 Kan's charge, where the wide knife swung was swung, flesh and blood flew sideways, and even the spear was blocked into the sky. Zhai Zhe even had an ominous premonition, he had never seen such a powerful warrior, that was the Jurchen Baturu!

"Heavy Ride! Sortie! The herald was sweating profusely and rushed to Lei Yanqian's eyes.

Lei Yanqian snorted angrily, slightly urged the horse, and the heavy armored cavalry started slowly, sharpening the sword for several years, and now it is finally unsheathed. He has never entered the inner circle of the Han Dynasty, but Zhai Zhe's best treatment in terms of armor is the heavy cavalry under his command, the best horses, the thickest armor, and the strongest soldiers are among them.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk!"

The footsteps of the heavy rider made the grass tremble and rushed to the flanks of the Jurchens.

"Get out of the way!" Lei Yanqian glared and roared.

Meng Kangcai gathered the cavalry of his headquarters and was about to enter the battlefield, when he heard the shouts behind him and hurriedly moved out of the way

On the frontal battlefield, the lancers piled up a weak defensive line and were struggling to support it, and the battle line was like a crumbling embankment before a flood, crumbling and collapsing.

"Hurry up!" Zhai Zhe's afterglow swept into the distance, as long as he stopped his waist to cut off the Jurchens, Ekan's charge would be powerless.

The heavy cavalry slammed like a blunt knife to cut meat, and the three hundred heavy horses cut into the surging queue of the Jurchens, and the galloping horses and thick armor were unstoppable. The Jurchen queue on the flanks collapsed, and the iron hooves trampled in, penetrating one-third of the Jurchen queue in one fell swoop.

"Rush!"

Lei Yanqian didn't wait for the horse to pause, clamped the stirrups between his legs, and took advantage of the remaining momentum to make a second wave of charge, and the heavy horse wedged in and cut the Jurchen queue in half.

The remnants of the war horse were exhausted, and the tall and burly armor soldier took out his sword, axe, hammer, and slash, which was originally used to deal with thick armor, and it was even more irresistible here.

Heavy cavalry flanks and rear, Meng Kang led his troops to intersperse and expand the results. Today's battle made him feel deeply humiliated, and Okan scattered his cavalry with a single charge, and if it was only a direct confrontation between the two sides, the Jurchens could have taken advantage of the situation to wipe out his men and horses. He always thought that his courage was only inferior to Lei Yanqian, and at this time he knew that there were people outside the world and there were heavens outside the world.

Okan swept the flanks with his peripheral vision, and the cavalry behind him was being cut.

"The Mongols even had heavy cavalry!"

In addition to being shocked, he reined in his thoughts, the current situation in the forward battalion is full of dangers, and if he wants to change the situation on the battlefield, he can only break the kettle and make a desperate bet. Directly ahead, the banner with gold characters on a black background fluttered non-stop, and the leader of the Han cavalry was engrossed, and only through the blockade in front of him and cutting down the banner could he turn defeat into victory.

For the confidence of the generals is the most important, Ekan believes in his own bravery, and also believes in the resilience of the Jurchen soldiers.

Seeing the results of the heavy armored cavalry, Zhai Zhe reached out and touched a handful of sweat that was about to flow into his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief, his body that was stiff due to tension became soft, and he was not aware of the impending danger.

"Oh!" Okan roared and swung his sword, his arms as if he had inexhaustible strength, and he saw the panic in the eyes of the cavalry opposite.

Those are all Han Chinese! What are the Han people terrible about!!

A spear stabbed Okan in the shoulder, and Okan spun his arm to remove his strength, glaring angrily at the spear-wielding soldier, and the Han cavalry was afraid to withdraw his spear.

Panic will spread, Okan feels less resistance to the impact, and the collapse of the Han cavalry is just around the corner.

The neat ranks of the Han cavalry became loose, and no one had yet fled, but the momentum of the lancers was no longer there. Zhai Zhe's face was pale, and he couldn't imagine that the Jurchens were so brave, even he felt fear, let alone those soldiers.

The psychology of the soldiers has reached a critical point of bearing, and now as long as someone starts to escape, it is likely to lead to a great rout.

"Fight!"

If you are defeated and die here, there is no big difference, Zhai Zhe pulled out his waist knife and roared: "Rush!" I am with you! The big dark horse snorted excitedly, it had been reluctant to be just a bystander.

The dark waist knife is not long, but it is extremely sharp.

Feng Qin's pro-military battalion followed closely behind the main general and rushed to the line of defense that was about to collapse, and the "Han" character flag was waved behind him.

A dozen miles away in the grassland.

The Tumut cavalry was watching from afar, and Geriletu's head was about to explode.

The Han cavalry ambushed the Jurchens, leaving him at a loss.

The Khan's intention was obvious, to negotiate peace with the Jurchens, and the Tumuts were powerless to resist Dolgon's army. Dan Han \u9

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OE8 ambushed the Jurchens in order to rescue him, at least that's what he thought in his heart.

"Rush over!" The soldiers around him knew very little, and he was anxiously urging, and he had dealt with the Han people for several years by the side of Geriletu, and he felt very good.

After Okan returned to help, the battle situation was stalemate, and the advantage of the Han cavalry was gradually eroded.

"Rescue Hanbu!" Geriletu finally made up his mind that if he stood here and watched the Han cavalry being defeated by the Jurchens, he would not forgive himself until he died.

If the Great Khan wants to be punished, let him be! From the commander of the Khan Tent cavalry to today, he has his own subordinates, and he is inseparable from the favor of Omubu Khan, and the help of the Han people.

Thirteen hundred light horsemen rushed to the battlefield, and they faced the direction to the north, which the Han could not encircle, and the only gap was filled.

The battlefield was divided into two parts, the first was Zhai Zhe's crumbling defense line resisting the onslaught of Okhan, and the latter was the Han and Mongolian forces harvesting the lives of the Jurchens.

When the two armies meet, the brave wins.

After rushing into the bloody battlefield in person, Zhai Zhe's nervousness disappeared. He shouted like an ordinary soldier, and his eyes seemed to burst out. All human emotions come from thinking, as Zuo Ruo said in the training of the army that day, the most mechanical soldier on the battlefield is the most brave soldier, and there is no fear without thinking.

Zhai Zhe only has one thought, no matter what, he can't let the soldiers in front of him collapse, he wants to set an example and inject courage into them.

The broad knife finally collided with the waist knife, and sparks burst out in the air.

At the end of the strong crossbow, he couldn't wear Lu Min, and the waist knife didn't get out of his hand as Okan imagined, and he was finally tired, and the blade with a wide blade had already been rolled up. The excited Han cavalry rushed up and wrapped their main general in the center, and it was their shame to let the commander personally meet the enemy, and many people were ashamed of their panic just now.

Okan dragged his broad sword, and when he saw the crowds of cavalry in front of him, he knew that he had been defeated.

"Breakout!"

It is really worthy of the battle-hardened Baturu, and every step of the decision on the battlefield is not delayed.

The big black horse cheered and chased after him.