"Sigh..." The screams of war horses instantly overwhelmed the shouts and the sound of bowstrings, rising and falling on the battlefield.
Most of the twenty or so Red Lotus elites who were at the front, the bravest, and the best in riding skills fell to the ground with broken muscles and fractures.
At the last moment, a few of them controlled their mounts to avoid the battle axe, but unfortunately they were bumped into each other by their own robes rushing from behind, and they both fell off their horses.
There were also very few people whose horses did not avoid the sharp axe, but directly hit it. As a result, the horse's stomach was pierced by the sharp spikes on the axe, and both the man and the horse fell to the ground.
The sword and shield bearers in the army's ranks immediately rushed forward quickly. Before those who fell off their horses could struggle to get up, they slashed their necks with a knife.
The charge of the Red Lotus elite came to an abrupt end.
The road ahead was filled with corpses of men and horses, with sharp axes for their heads. The riders who rushed up later suppressed the fear in their hearts and turned their horses to go around the two wings of the army.
They tried to find loopholes on both wings and disperse the army. However, on both wings, they faced a neat row of spears.
Each one is more than two feet six long, exceeding the body length of a war horse. The spear points made of fine steel shine like the teeth of beasts in the sun.
The spear made of wrought iron, like the tail of the previous long ax, was inserted diagonally into the ground, forming the two base corners of a triangle with the spear holder's legs.
"Sigh..." the war horse wailed, refusing to attack the spear with its flesh and blood. The elites of the Red Lotus Sect on the horse raised their weapons to chop left and right, splitting the spear shaft so that sawdust flew everywhere, but it was not enough.
There were no spear-wielding soldiers.
The archers and crossbowmen of the Zhenrong Army gave up firing volleys and began to find targets on their own. They aimed at the horses and fired arrows calmly.
At a distance of less than twenty meters, no matter how bad your shooting skills are, one of the two arrows can still hit the target. What's more, Zuoying, the forward of the Zhenrong Army, are all veterans of hundreds of battles!
The battle quickly turned into a one-sided massacre. One by one, the mounts under the Red Lotus elites were hit by arrows and fell to the ground, bleeding like rivers.
Because the movement speed of the war horses was close to zero, most of the Red Lotus elites on the horses jumped off before their mounts fell to the ground, avoiding the fate of having their bones crushed. However, what awaited them was
They are several other feathered arrows.
Because the Song Dynasty official army lacked enough good horses, they had slowly gained some experience in the confrontation with cavalry. More than 60% of the troops were equipped with bows and crossbows.
One hundred and seventy-eight bows and crossbows were fired at more than two hundred targets at close range. Even if they did not actively pursue the coverage effect, they were so dense that it was difficult for the opponent to defend them.
In the blink of an eye, the fallen riders fell to the ground one after another. Many of them had more than one arrow stuck in their bodies, and their thin leather armor could not provide sufficient protection at all.
Fortunately, he was not injured by the fall and escaped the arrows fired by the rider, so he turned around and ran away.
The Red Lotus elites who were still riding on horseback also quickly turned their mounts around and tried their best to stay out of the attack range of bows and crossbows so as not to become a target for their opponents!
"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong dong, dong dong dong dong..." The war drum was suddenly struck by Zhang Huan again, like a string of thunder exploding on the ground.
The formation of Zuoying, the vanguard of the Suppression Army, changed again in an instant.
The axemen took heavy steps and began to push forward slowly.
The spearmen who were squatting on the left and right wings stood up from the ground and launched the final attack on the target closest to them.
The archers and crossbowmen stopped shooting and gasped for air.
The sword and shield bearers formed a small formation of three, rushed out of the team together, and pounced on the Red Lotus cultists who were fleeing on foot, or the lone elite on horseback, slashing wildly.
There was no suspense and no counterattack. The three hundred Red Lotus Cavalry completely collapsed after losing nearly a hundred people.
The sound of the horn disappeared, the shouts disappeared, and all the Red Lotus elites who were lucky enough not to be killed turned their mounts around in panic and fled in all directions.
The scouts of the Zhenrong Army, in groups of three and five, focused on certain fleeing targets and pursued them closely.
The auxiliary soldiers who were previously responsible for taking care of the livestock and protecting the baggage also entered the battlefield in groups. They picked up their injured companions and held the ownerless horses. When they encountered the injured Red Lotus elites who fell to the ground, they stepped forward without hesitation.
Last hit.
"Don't kill them, capture them and give them a chance to change their ways!" The concept from the 21st century made Han Qing shout out instantly.
No one paid attention to his shouts. The battlefield was too noisy and his shouts could not travel more than ten meters.
No matter how "noble" his status was, he was temporarily recruited into the army and did not hold any official position in the army. The officers and soldiers of the Zhenrong Army did not need to obey his orders.
"Don't kill them. Keep their lives alive so that you can testify against the Red Lotus Sect in the future!" Han Qing was so anxious that he turned his head and shouted at Zhang Huan.
The latter was stunned, and he raised a dark yellow command flag to show his dignity, and waved it back and forth in the air.
Near the four-wheeled drum cart, several soldiers immediately spread their legs and ran around. At the same time, at the top of their voices, they spread the latest order from Marquis Du Yu to the ears of all the brothers, "Keep people under the sword and capture them alive."
.Marquis Du Yu asked to be kept alive!"
"The sword will save people..."
"Leave a few alive, Marquis Du Yu doesn't want to kill too much today!"
"Grasp……"
The killing quickly stopped, but around the military formation, there were only a few injured Red Lotus elites who were lucky enough to be left behind.
Further away, there were still scouts who could not hear the orders. They caught up with the fleeing Red Lotus cultists one after another and cut them off their horses one by one.
"In front of the two armies, we don't dare to hold back easily!" Understanding that Han Qing was an Imperial College student, he would inevitably be kind to a woman. Captain Zhang Huan looked at his face and explained in a low voice. "Especially this.
For those who believe in strange powers and chaotic gods, who knows if they will suddenly fight back with death? Moreover, most of those who fell on the battlefield and were unable to escape were seriously injured. If they were left alone, they would only suffer for a few more days.
"
"Just leave a few if you can. Most of them were bewitched by the Red Lotus Sect, and they may not be heinous people!" Sensing the contempt in Zhang Huan's eyes, Han Qing sighed and added.
He knew that he was the one who was wrong. He should not hold the moral standards of the 21st century to the ancients of the 11th century.
Moreover, even in the 21st century, there are only a few armies that can truly treat prisoners well. In most armies, the so-called preferential treatment of prisoners only occurs in front of cameras.
"Those who ran for their lives before the fight started must have been bewitched followers. I will definitely not pursue them!" Zhang Huan disagreed with Han Qing's opinion. After thinking about it, he continued.
He added patiently, "But those who dare to charge into battle must have been deeply poisoned. Even if you spare them, they will not look back."
Before he finished speaking, a string of angry curses suddenly came from not far away. It was an injured member of the Red Lotus Sect who had just been spared. He struggled to pick up a knife from the ground and threw himself at the two men who had been ordered to spare him.
officers and soldiers.
The two officers and soldiers were caught off guard. It was only due to their good training that they were not injured. They cursed and struggled to hold on.
The other surrounding soldiers of the Suppressing Army immediately roared and rushed over, swiping their swords in unison. In the blink of an eye, they chopped the Red Lotus elite who risked his life to fight back into pieces.
Han Qing was completely speechless and could only sigh and shake his head.
Zhang Huan, on the other hand, quickly downgraded his evaluation of him a lot. He smiled, jumped off the drum cart, and strode towards Xia Xinxun, who was standing at the gathering place of the horses, shivering, "How? After this battle, what's the point?
How many people will follow the Red Lotus Sect and swarm up?"
"You, you..." Xia Juncai, the inspector of Qingmazhai, had never seen such a tragic scene? He shivered for a long time before he responded with difficulty, "You, you should be careful about the impeachment of civilian officials!"
"What are you impeaching me for? Someone blocked the door and killed one of my brothers. Am I still not allowed to trace the murderer?" Zhang Huan tilted his head and asked with a smile. "It's you who should think carefully about how to explain yourself to the boss.
How come there are so many gangsters under the rule who dare to mount their horses and attack the army?"
"You, you..." After hearing this, Inspector Xia's body trembled more and more, and his words became more and more incoherent, "You are the forbidden army, you shouldn't, shouldn't care about local affairs. Even, even if it's
There is a reason, and it is unavoidable. It will inevitably lead to trouble and trouble later."
"That's a matter for later, Zhang has nothing to do with it now!" Zhang Huan smiled again and responded in a low voice, "If I were you, I wouldn't continue to be nagging here. Instead, I would hurry up and go to those forts under my control.
The fort masters and village masters of each family must restrain their children and take the initiative to draw a clear line with the Red Lotus Sect. Again, if they hand over the culprit who attacked our brothers last night, Zhang will not come to trouble them."
After a pause, he deliberately emphasized, "Zhang's trip was not originally to annihilate the Red Lotus Sect. That is a local matter, and Zhang has nothing to do with it. Zhang just wanted to seek justice for my brothers.
.As for the Red Lotus Sect’s ability, they should all have seen it today. Even if they haven’t seen it, they will soon hear about it. One thousand seventy-eight beat me three hundred, and the beating is like this. Even if they rebel, what can they accomplish?
What’s the climate? They all have families and businesses, so why bother following the Red Lotus Sect all the way to the dark side?”
"Xia Guan..." After hearing this, Xia Xingjian's body was still shaking like chaff. However, the fear in his eyes quickly disappeared. "Xia Guan, Xiang Guan will go naturally. Please, please also invite Colonel Zhang.
,Speak and do what you say."
"You can go ahead, Zhang's original target was not them!" Zhang Huan smiled and waved his hand impatiently.
Xia Xinggang suddenly became energetic and staggered towards his mount. With the help of two archers with equally pale faces, he tried his best to climb onto the horse's back. Then he galloped away.
"Marquis Du Yu, this man was obviously speaking for the Red Lotus Sect earlier!" Liu Er, the head of Du Yu, was unwilling to give in. He approached Zhang Huan and reminded him in a low voice.
"The past is the past, and the future is the future. I guarantee that from today on, he will be more cruel to the Red Lotus believers than us!" Zhang Huan smiled and shook his head with disdain.
Immediately, he looked at Han Qing, who had jumped out of the drum cart and was doing nothing, and suddenly raised his voice, "Liu Dutou, give the order to the whole team, let's go directly to attack the Red Lotus Sect's Xiaoheishan Branch. Before sunset tonight, we must
