Zhao Qian once felt that the Tugang behind him, which needed to be climbed to get up, was a barrier for the troops. When Mongolia slid down from the soil wall with a weapon, Zhao Qian suddenly found that he was already in a situation of being attacked from both sides.

The Mongolian cavalry in front of him prepared an assault twenty meters away from Zhao Qian's position, and behind him were Mongolian infantry located on the high slope twenty meters away. Zhao Qian's troops immediately became in chaos. Zhao Qian wanted to give a loud order, but he didn't expect that his muscles were thrusting unconsciously at this time, his voice was stuffy in his chest, and he couldn't speak.

At this moment, Zhao Qian saw that the Mongolian cavalry at the foot of the mountain had already activated the war horses to move forward. However, the pits in front were not simply decorations. The war horses of the Mongolian cavalry running in the front soon stepped into a pit, and the entire horse lost its balance. After one staggered, he knelt down and directly threw the Mongolian cavalry off his horse.

Seeing that he was not completely helpless, Zhao Qian tried to order again, but the voice was released. He raised his hand hard and saw his hands twitching like chicken feet. In an instant, Zhao Qian felt a strong sense of shame in his chest. Although he didn't feel that he had the talent to be a soldier, he never felt that he was a coward. However, the facts proved that his lower limit was far lower than he could think of.

In this huge sense of shame, Zhao Qian raised his hand effortlessly and patted his face. One, two, three times. As his palms and cheeks had a sense of touch, the numbness gradually faded.

At this time, the Mongolian soldiers on the hillside were already holding weapons and moving downwards. The troops that had temporarily lost their command became panicked. Seeing this situation, a kind of heat suddenly appeared in Zhao Qian's chest, which instantly covered the numbness, which made Zhao Qian finally shout out, "Don't panic, squad 1 and squad 2 deal with the cavalry at the foot of the mountain. squad 4..."

Zhao Qian shouted here, feeling the heat dissipated just now, and his muscles began to twitch again. Moreover, Zhao Qian did not expect that his voice could not even be heard.

Whether a unit has command is completely different. At this critical moment, after listening to the orders of platoon leader Zhao Qian, the troops immediately took action. The soldiers of squad 1 and squad 2 began to face the enemy at the foot of the mountain. However, Zhao Qian saw that some soldiers were nervous and forced to let the rifle in their hands slide to the ground, and they bent down to try to pick up the rifle, but they couldn't pick it up two or three times.

The huge shame in Zhao Qian's heart was relieved by seeing his comrades' loss of composure. It turned out that he was not alone. With relief, Zhao Qian's brain suddenly became more enlightened. He suddenly realized that his reaction was because of fear.

"Fear will make us lose control of ourselves, and fear will make us lose the ability to defeat our enemies. However, there is nothing to be ashamed of inducing fear itself, because as long as we are normal people, fear will arise. However, the greatness of human beings is because we can overcome fear. At this time, take a step forward and you will know what you are facing."

This is a standard tutorial for the fear faced by the Song army. Zhao Qian's father Zhao Jiaren said that an aunt named Hu told Zhao Qian, and the instructor in the army told Zhao Qian. At this time, Zhao Qian recalled the teachings of these people and finally understood why it is easy to know and difficult to do. Because before feeling the fear personally, Zhao Qian didn't know what fear was.

Facing more than three times the enemy's attack in front and back is never a training subject for the army. Because this kind of training is meaningless. For the army, the training is how to avoid falling into such a desperate situation. If the Mongolian army facing the current situation has the combat effectiveness of the Song army, Zhao Qian will be dead no matter how hard he struggles.

How to die...

"Go to the end, you can die at worst!" Zhao Qian shouted in his heart. Since ancient times, the only way to die is to die. Zhao Qian has read such words, and has despised those who say this. At this time, Zhao Qian had to admit that the person who said this understood that he had a better understanding of human nature than Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian tried his hard legs and took a step forward towards the Mongolians behind him. The Mongolians did not rush over directly. They gathered in a group and waited for their companions to slide down from the ground. Zhao Qian felt that if these fierce men could launch an attack earlier, the Song army would probably be defeated.

Why don’t they do this? Are there any more powerful preparations?

With such doubts, Zhao Qian reluctantly held the revolver in his hand and continued to step forward. When the Mongolian in front saw Zhao Qian walking towards them alone, he immediately grinned at Zhao Qian. Zhao Qian raised his arms stiffly and shot the Mongolian who was grinning. At this time, the two sides were more than ten meters away, and the bullet only shot a soil flower on the land in front of the Mongolians. However, the Mongolian did not expect that the small thing in Zhao Qian's hand could actually hit the bullet so far. He was shocked and instinctively dodged. As a result, his feet slipped and fell directly from the soil slope on his left.

Looking at the enemy's embarrassment, Zhao Qian suddenly understood. It turned out that the enemy on the other side also had his fear. The firearms of the Song army gave the Mongolians too many terrible impressions. The reason why these people dared not advance was probably because they were afraid of the Song army's muskets.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qian suddenly felt a little funny. In his childhood impression, Mongolians represented barbarism and courage. Although Zhao Qian's father Zhao Jiaren did not say that, Zhao Qian could see that his father never despised the Mongolians. However, as his father and many people said, when facing fear, one step forward, you can see what you are facing.

Zhao Qian originally thought he was facing fierce, smart, and thoughtful enemies. Unexpectedly, he was afraid, panic, and had no confidence in the battlefield. Cooperating with their previous bluffs, these weaknesses looked even more ridiculous. Feeling the embarrassment of the enemy, Zhao Qian suddenly felt that the stiffness as if it was bound to dissipate, and saliva suddenly appeared in his dry mouth, and his mind became even more enlightened. Zhao Qian shouted loudly: "Class 4 comes here and follow me to deal with the Mongolians behind him."

Soon, three people ran over. Zhao Qian looked at the location of the fourth squad again and saw four people guarding more than twenty horses. This was also the least staff to guard. The horses were precious and everyone did not want the horses to run away at this time.

Zhao Qian quickly stuffed the pistol into the holster force, picked up his rifle that had been loaded with bullets, pulled the trigger, stuffed a fire cap into the hole at the tail of the musket, and then raised the gun to aim. The rifle had an incomparable advantage at such a distance of more than ten meters. After a simple aim, he fired a shot at the dense Mongolian formation.

With a scream, a Mongolian rolled and fell down the slope next to him. The reason why Zhao Qian relied on this hill behind him was because there was only a very narrow land below the hill, and other places were slopes with very steep slopes. If he jumped to the slope, he would immediately slip down the slope. Unexpectedly, the Mongolians dared to jump to such a place. At this time, Zhao Qian was particularly flexible. He no longer felt that he had put everyone to death, but regretted that he should have arranged it in advance. As long as there were five people firing guns here, the Mongolians would not be able to pass.

Seeing the platoon leader firing his guns quickly, one of the three soldiers who ran over also understood. He followed Zhao Qian to shoot at the Mongolians. At the same time, he couldn't help but shout at the other two comrades who were looking at silly: "Let's fight together!"

The two woke up as if they were dreaming when they heard the angrily shouts of their comrades, and then quickly fired their guns. When the dozen or so Mongolians who had already come down saw the situation, they immediately rushed over with Mongolian swords. Zhao Qian pulled out his revolver and fired at the rushing Mongolians. Two Mongolians within ten meters were knocked down one after another. The other Mongolians were stunned. They had never seen such a firearm that could shoot continuously, and they didn't know how many bullets the guy in Zhao Qian's hand could shoot.

Just in a daze, the soldiers had loaded bullets again and continued to shoot at the Mongolians. In a blink of an eye, four people were knocked down, two of them were even injured by the same bullet. Zhao Qian quickly pushed the turntable away, poured out the shell, and added six bullets with the loader. However, before Zhao Qian started shooting, Mongolians screamed and slipped down the slope to both sides, and never dared to be hostile to the Song army again.

"You guard here and don't let the Mongols fight again." After Zhao Qian ordered, he turned around to look at the front battlefield. After seeing this, Zhao Qian became nervous again, but saw that the Mongolian cavalry had rushed to the front of the Song army. Fortunately, the Mongolians attacked the enemy, and with many pits on the ground, they could not attack the Song army's front line. The Song army had bayonets on their rifles, and there was no time to load ammunition at this time, so everyone used bayonet rifles to fight the Mongolian cavalry.

Zhao Qian rushed over and raised his gun and fired. Just as Zhao Qian just fired his gun, some of the Mongolian cavalry had already come to shoot at the Song army, and some people on both sides screamed. Zhao Qian was unmoved at this time, so he stood straight and pulled the trigger at the Mongolian closest to him. At about three or four meters away from the enemy, the hit rate of the revolver was greatly improved. Although he might not have hit a fatal position, he was considered a must-try to hit every shot.

After firing six bullets, Zhao Qian suddenly remembered that he was wrong again when he lowered his head and quickly filled in. The most important thing at this time was to let the three soldiers from the fourth squads behind come and shoot. The Song army's muskets had huge advantages. Even if three people fired, it would be enough to put huge pressure on the Mongols in front. Compared with muskets, bayonets could at most drive away the Mongols, and there was no way to destroy them.

As soon as Zhao Qian loaded the bullet, he raised his head and saw a Mongolian man five or six meters away pulling his bow and aiming at him. Before Zhao Qian could react, the Mongolian arrow shot out. Then a figure flashed and someone blocked Zhao Qian's body. The man shook for a moment, probably because he was shot.

Zhao Qian stepped forward and saw that a squad leader helped him block an arrow. Zhao Qian was furious and raised his head to look for the Mongolian who shot the arrow. But the front line was dynamic and the Mongolian who shot the arrow could no longer see it. Zhao Qian could only continue to shoot at the Mongolian who was closest to him.

The revolver had a fast firing speed, and was at a very close distance. He hit at least ten enemies in two rounds of shooting, forcing the enemy in front to retreat a few steps. In just a few steps, he bought time for the Song army. Several Song army quickly loaded bullets and opened fire at the Mongolians a few steps away. The Mongolians took a few more steps.

Ten steps away, the power of the arch bow was greatly reduced. It was impossible to even shoot through the winter cotton coat that the Song army was wearing. The Song army's bullets were not at all that the Mongolian army could withstand. Now the Mongolians had to continue to retreat.

At this moment, gunfire suddenly sounded at the foot of the mountain. Zhao Qian was a little confused now. According to the previous fireworks signal, the Song army was obviously besieged. Why did the Song army suddenly break through the encirclement and attack from behind the Mongolian army?

Seeing the Mongols opposite retreat, Zhao Qian ordered: "Don't chase after me, be careful of being fooled."

The Mongolians retreated to the foot of the mountain, and waited for them to go east and then went all the way east. The Song army infantry ran over. The Mongolian cavalry did not stop at all and continued to run east. In a blink of an eye, they ran away. Zhao Qian first looked with a telescope. Those people were indeed wearing Song army uniforms. But Zhao Qian was still worried. When the Song army below sent a correspondent to come up, he confirmed that they were his own. Zhao Qian felt relieved, and then he felt that his legs were weak and he simply sat on the hillside.

Just now, Zhao Qian had ordered the wounded to be put away, and at this moment he saw a mess, with the bodies of the people lying all over the ground, and some injured horses were still struggling and moving. Thinking about how he had just turned around in front of the Gate of Hell, and more than half of his casualties were killed. At this time, he was sad and suddenly started to cry.

The correspondent who came up did not expect that the platoon leader on the opposite side would cry and was at a loss for a moment. Not long after, someone from below rushed up. However, he was the instructor of the company where Zhao Qian was before. Now the instructor is the representative of the school society in the camp. Seeing Zhao Qian crying, the instructor did not speak immediately, but looked around first. However, he saw that there were 20 to 30 people dead on the hillside, and the number of Mongolians who were seriously injured and called for help was 40.

The instructor walked up to Zhao Qian, pulled him up, and then shouted: "Everyone faces several times the enemy, calmly responds to the challenge. Good job!"

The correspondent immediately felt that the instructor was stronger. When he wanted to comfort him, he felt that the platoon on the opposite side should have encountered a hard battle. But he still couldn't help but think that it was normal for the Song army to defeat the Mongols. But after listening to the instructor, the correspondent felt that the instructor said the tragic battle before was the most suitable statement.

After hearing the instructor's words, Zhao Qian wanted to cry even more. At this moment, the soldiers who were arranged by Zhao Qian to guard the rear road ran over and said, "Planer leader, the Mongols on the slope have not yet run far away. Should we chase them?"
Chapter completed!