Chapter 89: The Loop (Part II)

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The defeated army surged backwards.

"Get out of the way, kill the escapees!"

Lei Yanqian held a thick knife in his hand, standing as a horse, and couldn't hide his contempt in his eyes, just with these rabble, even if there were tens of millions, what could he do?

No one paid attention to him, if Zuo Ruo or Zhai Zhe were here, it might still have some effect.

Lei Yanqian was furious, his hand raised and fell, and the head of a routed soldier next to him fell towards the knife.

The fleeing soldiers feared him even more, and scattered far on both sides.

"What kind of soldiers are these soldiers!" Lei Yanqian scolded.

Not far away, Meng Kangbu and dozens of others were surrounded by regiments, and he no longer had the heart to care about the deserters, so he lifted the reins of his war horse and said, "Rush over with me." ”

This is the most powerful warhammer of all!

There is a huge difference between heavy armor and no armor, three hundred heavy cavalry are on a rampage, and the Chahars around them have nothing to do, and the scimitar and bow and arrow attacks are like tickling at the armor, and only by hitting the vital point can it form a fatal injury.

Lei Yanqian's long knife swung around, no one could stop him, and his face was hideous under the light of the fire in the dark, and even Meng Kang was dumbfounded.

In the middle of the army, a loud noise wandered through the empty grassland.

Amur's face was gloomy, he did not expect that the Han people would carry so many firearms. In the quiet of the night, the sound was more noticeable than the fire, and the other Tumert cavalry must have known about the battle here, and the Chahar cavalry was in danger.

Although the firearms and artillery battles caused some trouble, the first attack made him very immature of this Han cavalry, and as long as he had time, he was sure that he would wipe out all of them here.

"Try again, even if the Tumert reinforcements feel that the night can cover our escape." Amur gritted his teeth, the temptation to annihilate this Han cavalry was so great that he was willing to take the risk.

"Blow the trumpet! Blow the rallying horn! In the chaos, Zhai Zhe shouted anxiously.

"Woooooo In the dark night, the sound of the horn was rapid.

The recruits who were running around like headless flies finally showed up and quickly urged their horses to rush to Zhai Zhe's side.

The darkness of the night made them panic, and it also made them unable to see the shape of the entire battlefield, and they were a little less afraid.

The Chahars divided a small part of their cavalry to entangle the rear army, gathered most of them and rushed to the place where the horn sounded, and the Amur wanted to crush the Han cavalry.

Zhai Zhe held a spear in his hand, pointed it to the sky, and shouted: "Come here, don't scatter!" ”

Bao Guang and Ji Hong looked nervous behind him and stared at the Chahar cavalry rushing in the dark, they wanted to do their best to protect the safety of the adults.

The Chahar cavalry was already three hundred paces away, and more than a thousand people were concentrated around Zhai Zhe.

The horn changes its rhythm, which is what Zuo Ruohua has carved in their bones for a year, "Come close, add!" ”

The lancers combined to collide head-on with the Chahars who were sprinting.

At the place of the collision, the person turned on his back.

There was no space between the war horse and the war horse, and the tight shaping made the Chahar cavalry unable to penetrate the gathered Han cavalry as expected.

Zuoruo, the middle of the chaotic army, shouted hoarsely: "Concentrate!" Concentrate!" Although it didn't help, these people were his heart's work.

The idealess recruits leaned on each other, slashing and stabbing incoherently at the Chahars who rushed towards them.

Under Zhai Zhe's order, the horn of the Han cavalry sprinting stopped abruptly, and the assembly order was issued again, at this moment Zhai Zhe is the center, as long as he is still there, the Han cavalry will not completely collapse, and the few cavalry who fled to the distance will return.

The big black horse hurried, and the spear in Zhai Zhe's hand penetrated the oncoming Chahar cavalry, and the huge impact forced him to let go, and took out the long knife behind his back to fight closely.

"Kill!"

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The men and horses that came from EF made the spear useless, Ji Hong and Bao Guang struggled to slash and protect the two sides of the adults, and the pro-army was not afraid of death, and even the thin Feng Qin rushed to the front.

The rear team of Chahar cavalry drove the front team, and the impact continued, and Zhai Zhe's side was full of corpses.

The banner of the Han Department is eye-catching, and Zhai Zhe's robe is stained with blood.

"Kill him!" The Amur scimitar pointed in the direction of Zhai Zhe.

More than two dozen elite Chahar knights crashed into Zhai Zhe's direction, and the silent Mongol scimitar flashed with cold light.

Behind Zhai Zhe, the lancers stepped forward to intercept the Chahar cavalry from getting close.

The Chahars were highly skilled, moving left and right on the saddle to avoid the attack of the spear, these people were all sharp soldiers under the command of Amur, and the purpose was to snipe Zhai Zhe.

The two scimitars came from the left and right directions, and in the hurry, Zhai Zhe also urged the horse to crash over, and the big black horse's hooves rose into the air, overturning and rushing to the Chahar people on the left, and Ji Hong on the right stepped forward to help Zhai Zhe block the attack.

"Lancers, rush up!" Zhai Zhe shouted.

An inch long and an inch strong, the lancers can give strong support to the Han cavalry who fight closely, and will not let their own soldiers be surrounded by the swarming Chahars.

The torches shone brightly, illuminating Zhai Zhe's face, and the commander of the Chahar cavalry in the darkness stretched his bow and arrows.

Zhai Zhe felt his right arm sink, and looked down to see that a short arrow was still shaking on the armor, and the blood flowing out made the close-fitting clothes wet, and he moved his right shoulder slightly, feeling that it was not affected much.

"I didn't hurt my bones, but fortunately I wore armor!" Zhai Zhe was happy in his heart.

Except for Xiao Zhiyan, the commander of the Han Dynasty has already tailored thick and solid armor, Xiao Zhiyan admires the fluency of light cavalry, and hates wearing heavy armor.

"Kill!"

The commander of the Chahar cavalry waved his sword and ordered, and more than 20 horsemen rushed over to wrap Zhai Zhe, who had not yet recovered his senses.

The lancers were still far away, and the Qianhu pro-military battalion was mixed with forty or fifty Chahar elite cavalry.

Left and right, front and back, are all swords, the personal soldiers around him are gradually separated, Zhai Zhe is like a dangerous egg, the long knife slashes two people in a row, and his right shoulder is also stabbed.

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Seeing that the shape was not right, Chahar rode away on his horse.

A charge did not disperse the opponent, but fell into a melee, and Amur, who was watching the battle, frowned, he was unwilling to fight like this, and could not show the superiority of the Chahar cavalry.

"Split Strike!"

Under the order, the Chahar cavalry rushed from both sides of the Han cavalry in the group, converged on the opposite side of the hundred zhang away, and the cavalry queue gathered and turned around, preparing to rush to the rear of the Han cavalry, where there was no Han commander to block the attack.

"Turn around!" Zhai Zhe, who had just gotten out of danger, didn't have time to catch his breath, and ordered Han Qi to turn around, and he felt the chill of the blade on his back.

In the confusion, the Han cavalry turned its head crookedly, and the Chahar cavalry was ready to wait.

At this moment, a huge force came through the rear army.

Amur was slightly surprised, he divided his troops into 800 to block the Han cavalry that was divided in the rear, only to wait for himself to destroy the Han people in the front and then attack the rear army together, but he did not expect that the cavalry harassing the rear army could not prevent the two armies from converging.

If the Han cavalry gathered, it would be difficult to destroy them in a short period of time, and he couldn't help but curse fiercely.

The Chahar heralds of the rear army rushed to the Amur, shouting in panic: "They have heavy cavalry. ”

"Heavy cavalry!" Amur gasped.

In close combat, the heavy cavalry was simply the natural enemy of the Mongol cavalry. The most important reason for the Chahar people's defeat against the Jurchens in Liaodong was the lack of heavy armor, and the Mongols were hard to find an iron pot for cooking. At the time of Genghis Khan, the Mongol cavalry was invincible in the world, and they could pierce the thick armor of their opponents with sharp arrows, but there was only one Genghis Khan in Mongolia, and how could a nation that lacked even an iron pot regain the glory of its ancestors.

While speaking, Lei Yanqian and Meng Kang took the lead, and the heavy cavalry dispersed the harassing Chahar cavalry, and the two teams of Han cavalry gathered together and burst into cheers, which were the strength that could be relied on each other.

In the distance, the fire at the Gřiltu station was still burning.

The loud sound of artillery battles and three-eyed guns attracted the attention of the rushing cavalry.

Xiao Zhiyan's face changed greatly when he heard this, and Zhai Zhebu must have been attacked.

Could it be that the Chahars have such great strength to sneak up on two barracks at the same time? No way! It is better to cut off one of its fingers than to hurt ten fingers, and even if the Chahars are stronger than they imagined, they will not divide their troops at will.

Xiao Zhiyan immediately decided, even if both sides were attacked together, he had to support his own people first, and a thousand light horsemen turned around in the dark.

The sound of explosions is getting closer and closer, and firearms are used so frequently, they must have encountered a strong enemy, Xiao Zhiyan slapped the war horse fiercely.

Gřiletu wandered back and forth, every loud bang in the distance knocking on his heart. He vaguely guessed something, but he didn't dare to lead his troops away immediately, in the darkness the Chahars didn't know where they were hiding, and they didn't know how many people there were, not to mention that several other cavalry were coming towards him.

Of course, Hang Gao also heard the sound, and hesitated for a moment to urge his subordinates to the garrison of Geriletu.

Half an hour later, the two divisions converged, and the garrison of Geriltu was calm.

Gezhiletu looked embarrassed and said, "The Chahars left with one blow, they must have ambushed the Han cavalry." ”

Hang Gao nodded, his face gloomy.

"Let's go and support the Han Chinese!" Gřiletu turned over and got on his horse.

"How do you know there is no Chahar ambush in the dark!" Hang Gao's tone was cold.

Let the Han and Chahar go and lose both! The Han people have seized too many resources of the Tumuts, and Zhai Zhe's strength makes him blush, and he is the second strongest person in the Tumut tribe to the Great Khan. Now Tokbo and Gezhiletu are helped by the Han Chinese, and the tribal forces have passed him!

Geriletu was surprised, raised his voice and said, "Hanbu must be rescued!" ”