The trip rope tightened in the mud, entangled the horse's legs, tripped a panicked war horse and threw it sideways, making a loud noise.
Immediately following, there is the second horse, the third horse, the fourth horse...
The soldiers on horseback were smashed and their heads were bruised. Before they could figure out what happened, a new war horse and the owner on its back had already hit them, making their injuries worse.
"There's an ambush, there's an ambush——"
"Song Army, Song Army!"
"Help, help—"
The sound of the first round of explosions had just subsided, and screams and exclamations were already rising into the sky. All the rebel soldiers still on horseback were trying to control their mounts while looking for a way out, without caring about each other.
When they abandoned the camp and fled, their total strength was nearly 400. Although people kept sneaking away along the way, the current total strength was still no less than 200.
However, when they were suddenly attacked, they didn't even have the courage to take a look at who their opponent was, and they just tried every means to escape.
As a result, the situation becomes increasingly uncontrollable.
Zhang Fan and Dou Sha both came from Yongxing Military Road. The locals had been harassed by party kites for a long time. Therefore, they had long summed up a set of concealed and practical methods for laying out horse trip ropes.
Today, when used on the rebels who were like bereft dogs, the Trip Masuo immediately had a miraculous effect.
In the blink of an eye, nearly twenty more war horses, together with the rebel soldiers on their backs, were thrown into pieces.
However, the tripping ropes had not been torn off yet. They just popped out of the soil one by one. Using the fallen horses as "hidden stakes", they criss-crossed to form a small "spider web".
"Ye Nuxia, Dou Sha, Dou Rong, Zhang Fan, Wang Wu, you guys use bows and arrows to cover, others, follow me with grenades!" Han Qing shouted, refusing to give the rebels more time to react,
Holding guns in both hands, he rushed out of the fort.
Wu You led the other twenty-three veterans of the Suppression Army and promised to follow closely. Each of them held a fire folding piece in his left hand and a fire thunder bomb in his right hand. The veins on his forehead, the back of his hand, etc. were beating wildly.
Nearly half of them have already held positions above the eighth rank. The other half are also officials.
However, when they heard that Han Qing was going to resign and went with Zhang Huan to collect blood debts for Li Ji and the old general, they immediately chose to follow him without hesitation.
No one expected the imperial court to avenge the old general.
Even after being stabbed in the back by King Yong, the Song Dynasty court was able to hold the Yellow River defense line and prevent the Liao army from continuing to move south. In everyone's eyes, it had created a miracle.
The murderer who poisoned Li Ji and the old general will definitely defect to Yelu Longxu. By then, there is no need to expect the Song Dynasty court to defeat the Liao army first, and then force the Liao Kingdom to hand over the murderers!
Officials don't have that ability, and they don't value love and justice that much.
Although Li Jihe was the uncle of the official family! In order to keep his position as the crown prince of the official family, he once argued with Emperor Taizong!
The ground beneath their feet had a certain slope, so everyone rushed very fast. In seven or eight breaths, the distance between them and the target was already within thirty steps.
Several Khitan "pedestrians" who reacted quickly and were not disturbed by the tripping rope immediately raised their swords to fight. Before they could accelerate their mounts again, several rockets had already volleyed into the sky. Although they did not cause much damage, they fired a series of
A deafening explosion.
The war horse was frightened again, and it screamed and kicked around with its front hooves. The Khitan "pedestrians" on the horse tried to comfort them, but to no avail.
At the same time, Han Qing pointed his spear forward and shouted again, "Grenade, throw it!"
Wu Mata and other veterans of the Suppression Army, who were the first to come into contact with the fire bombs and were also the most skilled in using them, immediately lit the fuses of the fire bombs and used the inertia of running to throw them forward, "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh -"
Twenty-three fire and thunder bombs rose into the sky one after another, and fell into the chaotic rebel team with the sound of wind. Then, they made an earth-shattering sound, "Rumble--"
The power of black powder grenades is limited, and the impact range is difficult to exceed five feet near the impact point. However, more than 20 black powder grenades exploded at the same time, still causing a disaster.
Immediately, four or five rebels and Khitan "walkers" were blown up into the sky. Their mutilated corpses sprinkled a rain of flesh and blood downwards.
Seven or eight rebels, together with their mounts, were thrown to the ground by grenades, and their bodies were covered in blood and flesh.
What was more terrifying than the casualties was the loss of control of the war horse. The mount, which had been frightened repeatedly, was completely driven into a state of madness by the thunderous explosions.
No matter how docile they are usually, at this moment, as long as the war horses are still alive, they are jumping forward and back desperately, trying hard to get rid of the master on their backs and looking for a chance to survive.
In a panic, many horses collided with each other and kept vomiting blood from their mouths. The riders who were thrown to the ground were trampled by another round of horseshoes before they could cry out in pain. They either died tragically on the spot or had their muscles broken.
fracture.
"Kill Zhang Tingyu, no one else is looking for death!" Accompanied by the explosion of fire and thunder bombs, Han Qing continued to stride forward, the spear in his hand bringing out a string of cold light.
A rebel commander, driven by his frightened mount, was forced to face his spear. He was thrown off the saddle by a lion's head swing, and was immediately trampled by another frightened horse.
With.
Blood surged from the wound like a fountain, turning half of the body of the frightened horse into a scarlet color. The rebels on the frightened horse screamed shrilly, but their hands tightly grasped the reins and saddle and did not dare to let go.
.
Han Qing was not in the mood to listen to what he was shouting, and had no time to judge whether the man was planning to surrender or whether he was unable to free his hands to get a weapon. He just pointed the gun and stabbed him diagonally, giving the man a chill.
When the body fell to the ground, Jingma had a choice. He instinctively avoided Han Qing, Wu You and others and fled.
Han Qing didn't even look at the escaping horse, and ran towards the next target.
The armor on the opponent's body was very fine, and there was a cloak on the back that was so dirty that the color was almost invisible. Judging from the situation, before he betrayed Li Jihe, his official position should be very high.
However, the armor of the Song Army was poorly identifiable by official rank. Without looking at the badge, it was difficult for Han Qing to tell whether the person was a commander at the military level or at the military level.
No matter which level he was at, it was actually the same to him. The other party who chose to defect to the Liao Kingdom along with the people who poisoned Li Ji and the old general was definitely not innocent.
Quickly drawing the gun, Han Qing stabbed the man in the chest and lifted the man off the saddle. Then he twisted his body hard and smashed the body towards a rebel rushing from the left. No matter whether the other party took the initiative to fight or
Being dragged down by the mount.
Wu You dropped the gun, pulled out the steel knife from behind, and quickly caught up to protect Han Qing's left wing. Another veteran from the Zhenrong Army, Li Fang, held up the steel knife and closely protected Han Qing.
The right side of Han Qing's body.
Several Khitan "pedestrians" reacted with difficulty and tried to get closer to Han Qing. Wu You and Li Fang slashed them one by one under the horse.
Several other rebel soldiers recognized Wu You's face and screamed for mercy. However, they were torn into pieces by other veterans of the Suppression Army who followed.
When they poisoned Li Jihe, they never thought of showing mercy.
In order to control the right wing of the Zhenrong army and massacred the unwilling followers, they did not consider the friendship between the soldiers and the soldiers.
At this moment, at the end of the road, who can be moved by shouting about "the love of fighting side by side in the past"?
"Form up, dismount and form, there are not many of them!" Someone finally noticed that the attackers were weak and shouted the order in a hoarse voice.
Han Qing followed the sound and looked around, and happened to see the rather luxurious but dusty armor on the opponent. This person should be Zhang Tingyu. He quickly made a judgment in his heart, and then accelerated towards the opponent, waving his spear to kill the enemy in front of him.
, whether they were Song people or Khitan people, they were all stabbed in a pool of blood.
"Form up, form a formation and stop him!" Frightened by Han Qing's gaze, Zhang Tingyu's heart suddenly tightened. Zhang Tingyu continued to shout hoarsely, "Dismount and form a formation. The mount is out of control, so it is better to use it as an obstacle."
His cronies habitually chose to obey and jumped off their mounts at the risk of being trampled to death. The mounts no longer held the reins by their masters and immediately fled for their lives, forcing Han Qing and others to dodge.
The effect of this move was immediate, but at the same time, it also exposed the fact that Zhang Tingyu himself was timid and timid.
The veterans of the Suppression Army who were following Han Qing quickly stepped forward, surpassed Han Qing, and pointed their blades and spear points at the eyes of the frightened horse, forcing the frightened horse to take the initiative to detour. The other rebel soldiers who were originally helpless around them also
Then he jumped off his mount and walked away from the battle group.
"Don't run, there are not many of them." Zhang Tingyu also knew that he made a blind move out of desperation and shouted at the top of his voice at the rebel soldiers who were leaving the team. "Come together, kill them together.
Take their heads and make a declaration of surrender to the Emperor of Liao."
As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar sound of drawing horns suddenly came from mid-air, "Woo woo woo, woo woo woo, woo woo woo -"
It’s the attack horn of Zhenrong Army!
At that time, Li Ji and the old general led everyone to fight against the party's cavalry. Every time the horn was blown, it meant that the entire army was about to launch a general attack on the opponent. The old general would lead his own soldiers and charge directly under the enemy's commander's flag.
But everyone risked their lives to follow, preferring to die in battle rather than retreat.
The rebel soldiers instinctively turned their heads to look at the source of the horn sound. A familiar battle flag and the figure of Du Yuhou Zhang Huan instantly came into their eyes.
"There are grievances and debts, and those who still remember the old general's kindness to each other should leave on their own!" Zhang Huan suddenly opened his voice and shouted with all his strength, regardless of how many people could hear him clearly.
Like hot water pouring on the residual snow, the originally unorganized rebel team fell apart in an instant. Except for Zhang Tingyu and his dozen or so hardcore minions, the rest of the rebel soldiers immediately made the final decision in their hearts and moved their arms.
legs, and fled towards the wilderness as quickly as possible.
"Stop, there are not many of them, not many of them!" Zhang Tingyu was angry and anxious. While shouting, he turned his eyes to Situ Tou Yeluqi, the pedestrian who was leading the way to the south, hoping that this person could lead the Khitan warriors under his command.
, help you stabilize your team and kill those who escape from the battle.
However, what he couldn't believe was that Yelu Dutou, who had previously boasted to him about how brave the Khitan men were on the battlefield and how they would rather die than retreat, was actually leading his horse away. From the beginning to the end, no one hit him.
Even after saying hello, he didn't even fire a single arrow at the "assassins".
‘They are using me as bait!’ In an instant, a gust of cold air rushed straight to the top door, freezing Zhang Tingyu to the point where he could no longer make any sound.
Yeluqi, a pedestrian from the south of the Liao Kingdom, obviously felt Zhang Tingyu's gaze, and actually waved to him, then jumped on his mount, and flew away with some of the "pedestrians" from the Liao Kingdom who were the first to recover!
Along the way, several more people were injured by rockets fired from the fort, but they refused to linger.
