Although Chang Hanlu was brave, he couldn't show it at all in this situation. No matter how fast he swung his spear, he still couldn't move faster than the arrow. In a moment, he was hit by two more arrows, one of which was shot in the arm.
Above, an arrow was shot in the left shoulder, and the war horse underneath him was even more unbearable. After being hit by three or four arrows in the chest and abdomen in succession, although the horse's chest muscles were strong, it could no longer resist, and its front hooves gave way.
, throwing Chang Hanlu to the ground.
Chang Hanlu's guard was about to dismount from his horse to protect him, but just as he stretched out a hand to Chang Hanlu, he didn't notice the arrow shot from one side, which penetrated his throat, and he couldn't even say a word.
, and fell in front of Chang Hanlu!
"That Zhenqin!" Chang Hanlu grabbed his clan brother and tried to cover the gurgling blood with his hands, but he could only helplessly look at his closest clan brother and closest bodyguard, Zhen Qin.
Vomiting blood bubbles, and then died.
Chang Hanlu howled, grabbed the sword left by Zhan Qin on the side, struggled to get up, and limped towards the Han army's position.
Ling Jie's intensive defense was very timely and in place.
Although Chang Hanlu and other Xianbei cavalry rushed over, facing the crowded Han infantry formation, they could only use their war horses to collide with each other. However, the current valley mouth was too narrow, resulting in every Xianbei people's death.
Whenever a cavalryman attempts to collide, the Han army will pay close attention to him.
In a matter of moments, nearly a hundred horsemen were lying dead in front of the battle. Some of the Xianbei people who fell off their horses had died before they fell, some were still struggling to get up, and some were crushed by the horse corpses or fell.
My arms and legs were broken and I couldn't get up at all. I could only struggle and cry out in pain...
The threat of death did not completely defeat the courage of the Xianbei people. There are still some Xianbei people who are like moths flying to the flame. They know that they will die in the next moment, but they still rush forward like crazy!
With sharp eyes, Ma Yan glanced at Chang Hanlu and saw Chang Hanlu, who had lost his horse and was climbing a ditch in front of the formation. He asked for a bow and arrow from the side and aimed at Chang Hanlu.
Chang Hanlu's hands and feet were injured, so he couldn't climb as fast as a normal person, but his fierce temper still made him ignore the blood flowing from the cracked wound. He gritted his teeth and used a sword to support him, and finally climbed up
He stepped onto the edge of the pit, waving his sword, like a wounded beast. Although there was blood, he still waved his claws.
Suddenly, Chang Hanlu felt as if something had hit his chest, and his whole body was stunned.
Chang Hanlu slowly lowered his head and found that an arrow had penetrated his chest. The snow-white tail that remained outside was soon stained red by his own blood. There was not much strength left in his body, it seemed.
It also spurted out along with the blood gushing from the chest...
The blood-stained sword finally fell to the ground. Chang Hanlu shook his head twice, looked up at the Han army's battle formation not far away, and finally fell straight up to the sky.
The autumn sky is extremely clear, unaffected by the blood on the ground.
Chang Hanlu swallowed hard through his dusty and dry throat, and his last thought flashed through his mind: he would never be able to drink kumiss again...
With the death of the commander Hanlu, and the shouts of Ma Yan and Ling Jie to persuade them to surrender, the remaining Xianbei people finally woke up from their madness and looked at each other in confusion.
Knowing who dropped the sword first, slowly more Xianbei people dropped their weapons, dismounted their horses, and surrendered.
Seeing that the situation here had been decided, Ma Yan told Ling Jie that it was up to Ling Jie to clean up the mess. He returned to the war horse, put his head on the horse's big head, looked at its big eyes, and stroked it.
The neck of the war horse, while saying: "Man, I know you are tired, but now you have to hold on a little longer and take a good rest after the fight, okay?"
The war horse snorted and seemed to be saying something...
Ma Yan and the war horse touched each other's faces, then raised his head, tightened the belt on the horse's belly, and shouted loudly: "Everyone mount up! Return to the army! I was chased all the way by Xianbei dogs, damn it! Now it's my turn
We are here!”
Ma Yan originally had 500 horses, but he lost a group in the battle, and also lost some when being chased by Xianbei. Now he only has more than 300 horses. Basically, it can be said that both people and horses are exhausted.
They were almost reaching their limit, but under Ma Yan's vulgar metaphor, they all laughed and climbed unsteadily on the horse's back, waiting for Ma Yan's order.
War is like this. It is often a competition to see who can persist until the last moment and the last breath.
When Ma Yan led the cavalry on the battlefield where Xu Huang and the Xianbei people intertwined, almost everyone immediately understood the results of the battle ahead.
The Han cavalry seemed to be revitalized and their morale was greatly boosted. However, the Xianbei cavalry first suffered a blow from being intercepted on the way, and then lost the command of the commander-in-chief at this time, and had no hope of continuing to win. Therefore, it was basically
To put it bluntly, they completely lost their fighting spirit. Seeing that the situation was not good, some Xianbei cavalry on the periphery even turned around and ran away immediately...
Immediately, more Xianbei cavalry began to join the fleeing ranks. Xu Huang and Ma Yanbing joined forces and began to pursue the fleeing Xianbei cavalry.
It is said to be a pursuit, but in fact it is just a meaning. Because there is no obstacle to the terrain, the Xianbei people fled very dispersedly, with one group in the east and one in the west. Therefore, after chasing for three to five miles, Ma Yan and Xu Huang
Then he stopped his horse and stopped chasing.
As Ma Yan was walking back, suddenly his horse stumbled and fell to his knees, throwing Ma Yan off his horse.
Fortunately, he was walking back slowly, not very fast. Ma Yan did not suffer any serious injuries, but he fell badly. As soon as he stood up with the help of the guard, he screamed, and several times
He ran up to his horse...
His war horse has been with him for many years. If calculated according to the age of the horse, it is considered an older generation. Therefore, its physical strength is not as good as that of other younger war horses. But now, it can no longer support it.
The war horse lay on the ground, spitting out a lot of blood-colored foam and breathing extremely rapidly.
Ma Yan felt regretful in his heart. His attention had been attracted by the victory and his mind had relaxed a little. He actually forgot to pay more attention to the horse under his crotch. If he could have noticed the situation of the horse earlier and stopped earlier,
maybe……
"Ah... old man! Old man..." Ma Yan took a closer look and knew that the situation was not good. He couldn't help but knelt down with a thud, hugged the horse's head, and put his face against the horse's big head.
Tears burst out from her eyes, and she murmured, "...I'm sorry, old man, I'm sorry..."
The war horse finally moved its ears, its huge body twitched for the last time, then its rapid breathing slowly calmed down, and it closed its big eyes forever...
Among the creatures domesticated by humans, horses are not like cats or dogs...
When a cat wants food and company, it will keep wandering around you and barking...
When a dog is hungry, he will come and wag his tail, lick with his tongue, and then follow...
And the horses have no food, but they are often tied up in the stables, without even a human being, and the sky is not responding, and the earth and the earth are not working...
Perhaps horses are the least expressive creatures...
