Before the senior cadre prepared to lead a wave of troops to ambush, Zhang Liao had already led three hundred soldiers and plunged into the Taihang Mountains with the original Black Mountain tribesmen who were familiar with the terrain as guides.
Unlike later generations of travel enthusiasts, who carried a backpack and a navigation system, and could still call for help if they got lost. If in this era, we really lost our way in the mountains, we would never be able to get out.
Jia Qu was originally very opposed to it, but Zhang Liao insisted.
Although the loss of Shaanxi and Jin was not Zhang Liao's fault, and Zhang Liao also defeated the enemy army and killed countless people, this matter was still a big knot in Zhang Liao's heart, and he could not get rid of it no matter what. Even if Fei, the general who conquered the west,
Qian didn't blame him, but Zhang Liao still felt that he needed some enemy's blood to wash away the knot in his heart.
Zhang Liao was holding a grass stem in his mouth, sitting cross-legged on a higher and drier place, staring quietly at the mountain road to the south. The big gun with a white wax pole next to him, which had gained fame, was stuck on the ground, acting as a pillar.
The reins of the war horse were randomly wrapped around the barrel of the gun a few times. The war horse was also quiet, just lowering its head and eating grass one bite at a time.
This is a fork in the road, going all the way east and all the way west.
It is difficult to travel with a horse, but it is even more difficult without a horse. After all, there are some roads where you can ride a horse to save some energy, plus some water bags and dry food can also be carried by the horse, which is somewhat better, plus the Montenegrin people
The guide showed us that although this road cannot be driven by vehicles, it is still more or less walkable by horse.
In front of Zhang Liao, there were seven or eight soldiers with good eyesight, looking at the mountain road, pointing with the Black Mountain soldiers, and seemed to be discussing the route.
These Black Mountains are the last group of people to be evacuated from the Taihang Mountains. Different from the first group of Black Mountains led by Zhang Yan, these people were originally ordinary people, at most they were mountain hunters or something like that, otherwise they would not be the same.
I will guard my loneliness and hardship, staying in the mountains and not daring to come out.
Therefore, when Fei Qian ordered that the Black Mountain tribes could be resettled in the Shangdang area near the Taihang Mountains, and that farmland and livestock could be reopened for farming, these Black Mountain tribes were all grateful to Fei Qian, so when Zhang Liao ordered the recruitment of some people familiar with the terrain,
When leading the way, some people from Montenegro were willing to stand up and help Zhang Liao.
Below the high ground, most of the soldiers have dismounted to rest, but no one dares to take off their armor or saddles. At most, they loosen the girth straps of the horses. After all, there are no tents or shelters to put up. If anything happens, they will take them off.
It was too late to put it on again. It had been a whole day of walking. Although the Montenegrins who led the way said that they had walked this road several times when they were buying some supplies, it was still difficult to walk. The grass was high and the forest was dense. Walking was quite energy-consuming.
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Along the way, after the fresh energy of walking into the mountains and forests, there was endless sage time.
"Whatever bird appears over there has to go to the sword of General Zhengxi! Back then, the Xianbei dog was not so bullish, and it was still not a dish under the general's sword! Let's go to the front to catch a wave first, and the ones behind
The army of the Western Expedition has also come up, and it is difficult to travel in this Black Mountain area. These thieves from home seem to be unable to run away or fly away!"
"It is said that these guys are all from Jizhou, and they are all strong men who have seen blood. I also heard that some general from the imperial court is behind them..."
"What a bullshit general, I will recognize just one, our General Zhengxi! From Bingbei to Guanzhong, I killed several kings and generals, and there is no shortage of such a bullshit general! What kind of God was there before?"
As for the general, just having a nice name means nothing!"
"Ah, my old brother, this is different... Forget it, I can't explain it to you... But, after all, I have accumulated a lot of merits on my hands, right? What if I can get a few more this time?
How many heads are enough, right?"
"Haha, General Zhengxi is so open-minded! I'm thinking that after this fight, I will buy a piece of land for the eldest son of the family. When he is old enough, he will find another family..."
When I talk about the wonderful prospects, it seems that the physical fatigue is reduced by three points. They are all stirring the horse and spoon in the same pot. They are all sleeping under the oilcloth to keep each other warm all night. How many boys and how many acres does anyone have?
The ground was basically clear. Over time, the short-term parents gradually moved away from the military affairs to the children's mother-in-law at home.
Zhang Liao was sitting on a high slope, listening to the chatter of these guys. Unconsciously, the original complex emotions in his heart faded a lot, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
While they were talking, the soldiers who were exploring the way emerged from the ridge in the distance, waving the red flag in their hands!
Red!
Zhang Liao stood up suddenly, pointed in that direction and said: "Quick! Get on your horse and go in this direction!"
Zhang Liao picked up the big gun at his side, pulled the reins, and strode down. As he walked, he said in a deep voice: "Brothers! These guys never thought that we would attack the back road by taking the mountain road! Stay behind to transfer food and grass.
They must all be civilians! It’s not easy to defeat these guys! Once Yuan Jun’s retreat is in chaos, no matter how many soldiers there are in Huguan, it will be useless! Behind us is Bingbei, our hometown, where we have returned from hundreds of battles.
, this place where you can rest your body and mind must not be ruined by these guys! Brothers, follow me and make contributions now!" The big gun moved, its red tassel was like blood, Zhang Liao took the lead and went down the grass slope.
All the soldiers followed eagerly and moved forward together!
In fact, although the entire Taihang Mountains are huge, there are only eight paths that can be walked by people. There are only some mountain springs for drinking in the surrounding areas. In addition, people always have to eat, so even though they are civilians and soldiers,
, but you still need to cook and eat. When the sight is blocked by the mountains, the rising smoke is the best guiding light.
Therefore, under the search of the Black Mountain people who were familiar with the mountain roads, although it was a bit difficult, they still caught Yuan Jun's weakness!
When the sun was rising and falling among the clouds, and the entire mountain road was flickering under the clouds, in front of Zhang Liao and his party, they finally met Yuan Jun's sentinel on the perimeter!
Yuan Jun's sentry was very lax. Perhaps he did not expect Zhang Liao and others' troops to appear in the mountains. Therefore, there were only two riders. They were at a high place, talking and laughing with each other and drinking water from their water bags. They turned around.
But he looked in astonishment at Zhang Liao's large group of men who were advancing menacingly out of the valley!
Zhang Liao's eyes met theirs from afar, he chuckled, hung the spear on his horse, picked up the long bow, and took out two arrows at the same time, without saying anything, there were two arrows!
The mount under Zhang Liao's crotch was a large Xiliang horse presented by General Zhengxi. It had long legs and a long mane, and was quite handsome. After Zhang Liao shot two arrows, he didn't even take a second look. He pinched the horse's belly slightly, and the strong horse neighed.
, he pushed up his hind hooves and flew out like an arrow!
The two Yuan Jun sentries were frightened by Zhang Liao's oncoming force and were a little stunned. Zhang Liao's long arrow was coming! One of them couldn't avoid it and was shot immediately. He fell straight from a high place on his head and feet. The other one was frightened.
With a cry, he collapsed to the ground, and the water bag fell to the ground. He didn't care about the gurgling water flowing all over the ground. He rolled and crawled to the side of the horse and drew out the buzzer. He opened his bow and nocked an arrow, and whoosh
An arrow shot straight into the sky!
As sentinels, these two men from Yuan Jun are more or less competent. The most basic requirements for scouts are sharp eyesight, quick reactions, and quick hands and feet. They are not required to fight the incoming enemy troops, even if they turn around and run away.
It’s not that they are afraid of the enemy and don’t fight, but that they need to be able to send signals, which is the most important task of the sentry scouts.
After shooting the Ming Dy, Yuan Jun's sentinel climbed on his horse and fled in a hurry. However, Zhang Liao came so fast that he was almost like a black shadow, swept by the strong wind, and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye!
"Ahhh..." Yuan Jun's scout slapped his horse and yelled to encourage himself, trying to bend his bow and turn around to shoot Zhang Liao.
Although the strong horse under Zhang Liao's crotch is not a magical horse with yellow claws and lightning, its hooves as big as a bowl can dig up large chunks of soil on the mountain road. Its legs are long and its hooves are fast.
When the arrow was fired from the bow, it was already chasing the front and rear legs. With a flip of the wrist, the big gun hit Yuan Jun's sentry like a club. He immediately hit Yuan Jun's sentry until his bones were broken and his muscles were broken, and he fell off his horse!
Zhang Liao slightly knocked to the side to get out of the way of Yuan Jun's ownerless war horse. The strong horse neighed loudly and used its hind hooves again to leap up the small slope in front of him. Go down.
Upon seeing it, Zhang Liao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment!
I saw that in the depression of the earth slope, people standing, sitting or leaning were all civilian auxiliary soldiers of Yuan Army. At this moment, they were carrying food or firewood, and they were also sitting on their horses with eager eyes.
Zhang Liao!
At this time, the soldiers led by Zhang Liao also rode up to the heights one after another and appeared on Zhang Liao's side.
Zhang Liao was riding on his strong horse, half a head taller than the people around him. He looked around, suddenly smiled, and muttered: "Ah, where are you eating? Excuse me!"
Yuan Jun, who was busy preparing for dinner, never expected to encounter Zhang Liao's troops in the valley. In an unexpected situation, someone even dropped the wooden bowl in his hand without noticing.
Not to mention that anyone would respond to Zhang Liao's teasing. It wasn't until Zhang Liao jumped off his horse that he let out a hysterical cry: "The enemy is attacking! The enemy is attacking..."
Zhang Liao's charge was astonishing. He ran headlong into the unprepared Yuan Jun's formation, which looked extremely loose and chaotic. He also charged towards the depression from a high place. Although the distance was not long, his horse speed had already picked up.
The collision of the speeding war horses almost destroyed all of Yuan Jun here!
As soon as they fought, Yuan Jun suffered a big loss.
Most of these Yuan soldiers were holding rice bowls in their hands. Even those who were not holding rice bowls generally put their weapons aside. At this time, they were suddenly attacked. What effect could the wooden bowls and wooden spoons in their hands have?
His hits may not hurt Zhang Liao's soldiers. In the crash, those who were knocked away by horses and chopped down by swords had their blood splattered all over the sky. Yuan Jun, who unfortunately blocked Zhang Liao and others, was even more...
Like a rag doll, it was knocked high into the air, its hands and feet twisted into an extremely unnatural state, and then fell to the ground again!
The soldiers of Yuan's army who were a little further away were not fierce elites in the first place. Most of them were just civilians and auxiliary soldiers. Seeing such a scene, many of Yuan's soldiers were already heartbroken and screamed meaninglessly. They subconsciously
Selling chrysanthemums in an attempt to escape from the battlefield.
Zhang Liao was like a tiger like a flock of sheep, his spear was flying up and down, and in a blink of an eye, he was sweeping away and cleared an area. He looked around and saw Yuan Jun was in such a bad situation. He laughed and whistled: "Split into two sides and charge forward."
, squeeze and drive, don’t stop!”
The cavalry drives the infantry, that is, they separate into queues, with one team in front and the other behind, taking turns to rush forward, using speed and horsepower, like a turbine, to constantly collide and squeeze the chaotic infantry, allowing the infantry to step on and rush on their own.
Destroy everything ahead!
At this moment, the auxiliary soldiers and civilians of Yuan's army who were rushed into the depression by Zhang Liao, the god of death, had no intention of checking and counting the strength of Zhang Liao's troops. They just shouted and stumbled towards their homes.
They ran away, as if this could bring comfort to their hearts, but they didn't know that such a move actually caused more people to start running and fleeing.
Just like a long street, when people who don't know what's going on behind see a panicked person running over, they may not feel anything wrong, but when they see dozens, hundreds, or even hundreds of people, they are in a hurry.
When Yang screamed and ran away, even those who were hesitant at first probably followed him subconsciously.
By the time the junior sergeants and majors shouted and tried to stop this unconscious behavior, it was already too late.
Zhang Liao's men divided into two directions and were desperately chasing Yuan Jun. These veterans of the Western Expedition cavalry were very skilled in killing only the Yuan Jun soldiers who were at the end, and more often than not, they just slashed these guys.
Their loss of combat effectiveness also caused these unlucky ghosts to let out inhuman screams, which further stimulated and affected the emotions of the remaining Yuan troops, making them too timid to turn around and resist.
"The Western Conquest Army is coming!"
"Escape! It's over! It's over!"
Everyone shouted loudly, but no one seemed to know what they were shouting about.
In fact, Zhang Liao's troops are not many. If Yuan Jun really resists, he will inevitably be unable to move on the congested mountain road. Once the horse speed slows down, it will lose its advantage and may fall into the crowd and be difficult to defeat with both fists.
It is not impossible for Sishou to be swallowed up by the crowd.
But the problem is that Yuan Jun collapsed before he could see clearly. The soldiers who were fleeing in chaos had only the thought of escape in their heads, and no other ideas, let alone the courage to stand up and fight.
If your way of escape is blocked by one of your own, push it away!
If you can't push it away, kick it with your feet. If it still can't be pushed away, use a knife to chop it. Use a gun to stab it. You have to chop and stab a way out!
He didn't dare to show his teeth at the vicious Zhang Liao soldiers behind him, but he showed no mercy to his own people standing in front of him!
Anyway, it’s just a damn good dog that doesn’t stand in the way! It doesn’t have to be able to outrun everyone, it just needs to outrun the unlucky ones at the back!
