The two soldiers fell to the ground, and in a blink of an eye Saihan was already in front of He Huchen.
He Huchen quickly drew out his sword and prepared to fight Saihan.
Because we were marching in a ravine, there were only four or five people in a row. The enemy rushed from the side, and there was really no depth. They rushed directly to the commander's side.
He Huchen was already fifty years old at this time, and his physical strength was far less than when he was young. In addition, he had been working as a high-ranking official for a long time, and his kung fu was also delayed a lot. As the saying goes, the fists never leave the hands and the tunes never leave the mouth. He is used to being pampered and does not have many opportunities for actual combat.
, and his combat effectiveness gradually waned.
He Huchen has not fought with anyone for at least twenty years. No general directly fights with people. He only orders the people below him to fight.
Seeing this Mongolian-headed man, who was as tall as an iron tower, with a dark complexion, slender eyes flashing with vicious light, and a ferocious look on his fat face, he raised a pair of pickaxes and struck at him. He could only muster up the courage to do so.
, draw a sword to fight.
Although He Huchen is old, his blood is still there. He knows that he is old and frail, so he is no match for the Tatars. He looks to be only thirty years old, in the prime of life, and is tall and fat, as strong as an ox.
If he blocks with a knife, he can only block a pickaxe, and he may also block the handle of the hoe. As a result, the hoe, like a pickaxe, passes over the sword and hits his head. Last
Even if one is blocked, the other is swung sideways, which is enough to break the temple.
In the flash of calcium carbide fire, he raised his heart and inspired his bloody courage. Regardless, he stabbed directly at the opponent's chest.
The other party was wearing a sheepskin robe and a layer of chainmail.
The Yanling Sword of the Ming Dynasty had a very long and slender tip, and it was sharpened up and down. As long as it was strong enough, it could penetrate directly.
Saihan was shocked. He didn't expect that the fat old man, the coach of the Ming army, would be so brave and dare to die with him. At this time, it was too late to change his tactics. He could only bite the bullet and chop down.
He was grinning inwardly. If the pickaxe hits your head, you will definitely be dead. Your knife may not be able to pierce the leather robe, because in addition to the outer chainmail, the leather robe also wears a piece of cowhide covered with armor.
Chest protector.
At this moment, there was a clang. A rider rushed out from the diagonal stab, and blocked the pickaxe that hit He Huchen with an iron mace. The shock made Saihan's arm go numb, and the pickaxe almost flew out of his hand.
Before he could react, another mace hit his waist horizontally.
There was a loud bang and hit him in the waist.
At this time, he was holding a pickaxe in both arms, and his sides were wide open. It was He Renlong who took the opportunity to block the pickaxe that hit He Huchen's head. At the same time, he rounded up the iron mace in his left hand and hit Saihan horizontally on the waist.
There is no rib protection on the side of a person's waist, but there are many important organs inside. If this iron mace hits it hard, it can seriously injure him directly.
In the face of heavy weapons, armor basically loses its effect. The shortcomings of armor are undoubtedly exposed. Without force, the force is directly transmitted to the body, causing serious fractures and internal injuries.
At this time, He Huchen's Yanling knife also stabbed Saihan in the lower abdomen.
The slender tip of the knife penetrated directly into the body. The chain armor failed to block the Yan Ling knife's assassination. The lower abdomen was not protected by the inner breastplate. It penetrated eight inches deep.
Saihan screamed, and then screamed violently. At this time, He Huchen succeeded first and immediately turned the handle of the knife. Then He Renlong smashed the mace on his waist, causing greater damage, and the internal organs were ruptured and bleeding.
Saihan's eyes darkened in pain. He immediately changed his tactics and threw a pair of pickaxes. He pulled out the dagger from his boot and went straight to stab He Renlong.
Saihan gave a desperate blow and used all his strength. The dagger penetrated the heavy armor and inserted into He Renlong's right shoulder. Under the severe pain, He Renlong let go of his right hand and fell off the iron mace.
If it hadn't been for Saihan's vision being dark at this moment, the knife would have penetrated He Renlong's chest.
Then, Saihan fell from his horse and there was no more sound.
He Renlong could not move his right hand. He grabbed the reins of He Huchen's horse with his left hand and shouted loudly: "Protect the Lord of the town, rush back, and each person will be rewarded with twenty taels of silver."
The morale of the fifty servants around him suddenly rose and they rushed forward in droves.
He Renlong did not dare to pull out the dagger. There was no time for rescue and bandaging on the battlefield. If the artery was severed, it would be troublesome. Bleeding would cause dizziness or even coma. Then it would be completely cold.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, holding an iron mace in one hand in his left hand, slashing and smashing. The scimitars of several Mongolian cavalrymen were smashed and scrapped, some were bent, some were deformed, and some of the blades were chipped in large areas.
However, seeing his crazy desperate efforts, the Mongolian cavalry who were blocking him dispersed one after another.
The soldiers immediately moved forward with all their might, but the Mongols couldn't resist and retreated to both ends, avoiding a major road.
The front team and the central army were not far away. He Huchen and others finally rushed to the central army after losing more than a hundred people.
At this time, the Chinese army pushed the light sidecars pushed by the soldiers to both sides and formed a simple fortification. They were fighting desperately with the Mongols who were besieging them from all sides with their spears and knives.
Seeing the cavalry retreating, he quickly moved away the few cars blocking the road and let He Huchen and his party in. Last
However, the baggage train was not so lucky. Minzhuang was no match for the Mongolian cavalry and was directly scattered, chased and killed by the cavalry.
Minzhuang originated from three counties, all led by county captains.
They have never experienced battle formation training. Usually when they are in the county, they work for the county magistrate as a personal field. There are three squads of yamen servants and one strong squad. They are actually militiamen.
The cavalry and infantry joined together, and because of the presence of sidecars, they were temporarily in a stalemate with the Mongols on all sides. He Huchen and others were in the formation, and they saw that the people were completely collapsed and fled in all directions. They were completely unorganized.
Soon they were overwhelmed by nine thousand Mongolian cavalry.
After wiping out Minzhuang, the Mongols immediately charged from all sides towards the Ming army trapped at the bottom of the valley.
At this time, the officers and soldiers in Ningxia Town also knew that if they did not fight hard, they would have to be here today. For a while, everyone resisted bravely. Last
Ningxia is the place where the Four Wars took place.
To the west is Helan Mountain, to the east is the Yellow River. In the middle is a long and narrow impact plain running north to south.
The Yellow River is both beneficial and beneficial. It brings silted fertile soil and water sources. Irrigated agriculture can be developed here. It is called "Xitao". It is also the south of the Yangtze River in the northwest.
To the west is the Alxa Mongols, to the east is the Ordos tribe, and to the north is the Tumed tribe.
It was difficult to defend against the Mongols from three sides.
Therefore, the soldiers in Ningxia Town and Gansu Town are more capable of fighting because they have been fighting. Ningxia Town is the nine-sided town with the highest rate of no-night closing.
There is a beacon here with five piers and two night guards.
There was no way, the people here couldn't survive without fighting. At this time, the officers and soldiers became fierce. Although there were twice as many Mongolians, they could not be defeated for a while.
At this time, He Renlong retreated into a long and narrow temporary camp surrounded by side cars. The doctor in the army came over quickly. Several people held He Renlong down. A doctor grabbed the dagger and pulled it out. The dagger had a blood groove.
It was easy to pull out, but blood spurted out.
The severe pain caused He Renlong's vision to go dark and he passed out immediately.
