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Chapter 53: Try Again

Mahashd roared loudly, and several of his junior officers also began to adjust their respective formations with a straight face. An officer wearing an original Kula helmet and holding a big flag ran to the first place.

Row.

The Kula helmet is a typical Persian helmet, which is in the shape of a steel bowl, with neck guards made of small iron rings on both sides and behind.

There is a 'nose guard' that can move left and right in front, and there are spikes on the top of the hat and two thin tubes on the left and right for inserting tassels.

This type of helmet did not become popular until the 13th century, when the iron smelting industry developed.

The Arab-Persian helmets that appear now do not have a nose guard, and the area of ​​​​the collar that hangs down from the helmet to protect the neck is larger, almost covering the entire shoulder.

This transformation of the overall equipment of the tribes in the Western Regions from the Tang-Turkic style to the Arab-Persian style is one of the signs that the Western Regions have gradually become politically, economically, and culturally enlightened after the Tang Dynasty withdrew from the Western Regions.

"Bendihekan appointed Aymandu as the commander of the flag. The flag must not be lowered, horses must not be reined in, and arrows must not be fired. Whoever disobeys orders will have no spoils!"

The officer holding the big flag is Mahashd's cronies. Of course, there is no need to be like this on weekdays. Many times when merchants encounter them, they either come out to negotiate and pay for passage, or they are directly dispersed by them.

It was the first time for Mahashd to encounter something as difficult as today, but he decided to kill all the merchants because they insulted the distinguished Dihkan Mahashd.

Ma Yaozi, who had just finished urinating and was still shaking, pulled up his trousers. He jumped back in a few seconds and began to quickly put on his ring-lock armor. While putting it on, he said hello to Zhang Zhao.
"Erlangjun! That gang of thieves didn't pay attention to Pan Quan on the sand dunes. There is also a flag-bearing general at the front of the queue. It looks like he is going to fight for his life!"

"Bai Congxin and the others have been gone for two quarters of an hour, right?" Zhang Zhao glanced at the incense that was almost burning out on the ground and asked. If he wants to keep these desperate guys on the opposite side, he still has to rely on Bai Congxin and other cavalry.

It just needs to be in place.

"Yes!" Yan Jin nodded.

"Zhong Weng, send a signal to Yin Yaozi and the others to get ready. If the cavalry on the opposite side cannot rush us, they will probably take advantage of the large number of people to dismount and shoot with us. Let the men of Hanshandu rest and recover, and they must fight out as fast as possible.

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Just as Zhong Weng took the order, the dust in the distance began to fly again. The remaining forty riders came slowly under the pressure of the flag-bearing generals. The formation was tighter and more orderly than when they first charged.
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Zhang Zhao is on the left, and Yan Jin is on the right. Neither of them even holds a bow. Zhang Zhao is holding the short sword that came with him through time, and Yan Jin is holding a gleaming Mo Dao.

"Boom! Boom!" Behind the two of them, Fanshun and the other five people shot arrows as fast as they could. However, there were generals holding flags on the opposite side of the formation. Although two more riders fell off their horses, the overall formation was basically intact.

Chaos!

Thirty meters! Twenty meters! Very close!

"Dunzhu!" Zhang Zhao shouted. The sound of horse hooves and the dust made Zhang Zhao feel nervous.

"Go to hell!" Just when Zhang Zhao shouted, Dunzhu picked up the throwing spear lying on the ground, ran for two steps, fired it left and right, and threw it violently!

The flying spear made a strange whine in the air, like a missile rising into the sky!

‘Crack!’ Zhang Zhao even heard a teeth-searing friction sound.

Dundup was a tall man with a strong horse and a strong body. The two spears he threw were very fast. One of them hit the chest of a horse. The horse whined and the knight on its back was thrown off.<

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The other shot was even more exaggerated, knocking a knight off his horse.

A sudden burst of cold sweat broke out on Mahashd's forehead. This was by no means a simple merchant from Tang'er. How could a merchant bring such a powerful spear thrower? He also had a complete set of bows and crossbows. He couldn't be...

Mahashd suddenly had a bad feeling!

The two out-of-control horses greatly hindered the speed of the cavalry charge, and even caused a certain degree of congestion.

At this time, Mahashd, the flag-bearing general, did not care whether the distance was enough. He waved the flag and used twenty or thirty bows to throw the same number of arrows at Zhang Zhao and others.

However, even though the distance is only more than 20 meters, the lethality is still not strong, because except for Zhang Zhao, who has Mingguang armor from his later life, the others are also wearing infantry armor or ring-lock armor.

Zhang Zhao even had time to take a look at the grinning Ma Yaozi. It definitely hurt. He probably had a puncture in his belly, but he couldn't even talk about being injured!

"Hey!" Yan Jin roared wildly. He and Zhang Zhao moved out of the way almost at the same time, followed by a small formation of spears composed of Ma Yaozi and other tribes.

The eight-foot-long spear head shone with cold light. The horse that rushed over saw a row of shining spear heads in front of it, and of course it was unwilling to run into it directly.

Moreover, the knight on horseback did not want to hit him. The horse and the horse turned their heads to the left in a tacit understanding and drew an arc.

Zhang Zhao and Yan Jin gave way to allow them to turn left smoothly, but once they turned left instead of charging directly into the formation, what happened next was beyond their control.

The roaring Yan Jin twisted his waist, and his whole body seemed to have rotated ninety degrees. The Mo Dao he raised high slashed across from right to left.

There was a flash of white light, blood rose into the sky, and the left front leg of a war horse that happened to run past Bai Congxin was cut off directly.

As the huge body of the war horse fell to the ground, the knights who were turning to the left hurriedly turned their horses' heads, some wanted to run back directly, and some wanted to avoid the horse corpse that fell on the ground.

Zhang Zhao aimed at a knight wearing a leather robe. The knight held a scimitar in his hand. He gently leaned down and the scimitar passed across Zhang Zhao's neck.

'Stab it!' A spark flashed across Zhang Zhao's neck. There was nothing wrong with Zhang Zhao's neck, but the knight had a problem. The tool steel gun tip in Zhang Zhao's hand stabbed directly into his waist, easily piercing the knight's leather robe.

Iron piece.

After seeing Zhang Zhao and Yan Jin take action, Ma Yaozi and others also came up. With seven spears and one Mo Dao, eight people stabbed and chopped at once, killing only the people and horses on the opposite side with blood flying everywhere.

What a ghost! Mahashd retreated again and was shocked and angry. He had charged just once and couldn't even touch a hair. One person had been killed and five others injured!

He was just about to get angry, but when he looked up, Bayish was lying not far away with his hair disheveled and his face stained with blood. His eyes had lost their luster, and a large blood hole in his waist was bleeding continuously.

"Dihekan! This Tang'er group is very evil. Let's retreat. They don't look like merchants at all. Instead, they smell like an army!"

Mahashd, the flag-bearing general, ran over to persuade them. It wasn’t that they didn’t try hard enough, it was that they really couldn’t get away!

***The author has something to say***

When describing war scenes later, I don’t need to use steps instead of meters, which makes conversion easier for everyone. Finally, don’t say I’m short. Please be patient with the new book issue. I’ll definitely update more when it’s on the shelves.


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