The Turkic general also climbed to the top of the Ganzhou city. Looking at the deserted city and the piles of corpses under the city wall, he couldn't help but burst into rage and cursed. The cunning Han people actually played a trick of empty city and vowed to die.
The bloody battle only lasted for one day and then ran away!
"General, look." Following the guidance of his commander, the leading general of the Chagatai Khanate's vanguard force set his sights on the dung bucket on the side of the city wall.
There is a scarecrow supported on the dung bucket. The scarecrow is wearing a full set of Turkic armor and has a few curse words written on its chest, to the effect that the Turkic officers' heads are full of dung.
"You bastard Han people, you've gone too far to bully others." The general roared, and a captain stepped forward and kicked the dung bucket. Suddenly, the general felt that something was wrong, and it was too late to stop him. The dung bucket was filled with gunpowder, and the top of it was filled with gunpowder.
There is a coarse porcelain bowl with slowly burning charcoal in it. One side of the large bowl is connected to the scarecrow with a rope, so whether the dung bucket or the scarecrow is touched, it will explode.
A ball of fire shone at the top of the city of Ganzhou. The fire was more brilliant than the rising sun. All the generals of the Chagatai Khanate's forward troops were killed in the explosion. At the same time, hundreds of soldiers were killed and injured.
A large piece of Ganzhou City also collapsed.
The forward corps had suffered heavy casualties, but now it has lost all its officers, its morale has been extremely low, and it has no troops. A group of captains from various ethnic groups did not want to buy anyone's fault. They each led their troops into Ganzhou to search for the remaining enemy, but they could not be found.
But they found soft money and grain all over the ground, as well as ownerless cattle and sheep walking all over the ground. The soldiers' eyes suddenly turned red, and they rushed to rob them. Without the restraint of senior officers, soldiers of all ethnic groups could still live in peace. In order to rob
Xiruan did not hesitate to draw his sword. The depression of many days of hard fighting and the grudges of the past years broke out at this moment. A fierce street fight broke out in Ganzhou City, but this battle was a one-man show, and both the murderer and the killed were Chahe.
Soldiers of the Tai Khanate.
At this time, the people in Ganzhou City were already walking on the road to Liangzhou. Although they could no longer see the shadow of their hometown, the people still turned back frequently. It took Yuan Feng a lot of effort to persuade them to leave Ganzhou empty-handed. Finally,
It was still necessary to use force to "invite" 30,000 Ganzhou old and young people out of their homes, and they embarked on the road back east without even bringing a change of clothes, because Yuan Feng knew: The enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered. We cannot hold on to Ganzhou and want to survive.
There was only one way to retreat, so I came up with this strategy.
The convoy drove eastward at the highest altitude it could reach. Some merchants who had lost their store goods squatted on the carriage and kept complaining. They usually spent money and money. They were bankrupt this time. Naturally, they were full of complaints, but those who were originally
The poor ordinary people walked silently without any complaints. Although they were reluctant to leave their former homes, they knew that the officers and soldiers did this for their own good.
Yuan Feng and a few soldiers stood on the hillside next to the official road, inspecting this huge convoy. It was true that he mobilized the people to evacuate Ganzhou in a short time and prevented the enemy from showing up.
Well done. This has a lot to do with the high quality of Ganzhou's military and civilians. Ganzhou is the westernmost city under Han control. It often fights with Suzhou, which is controlled by the Tubo people a hundred miles away. The people are used to seeing battles.
Killings, and population is an important material for looting from each other in wars, so escaping overnight is commonplace for everyone.
The old people, women and children were all sitting on the cars, the young men were walking on foot carrying weapons, and the cavalry were pressing the formation on both sides and at the rear.
Four to five hundred miles from Ganzhou to Liangzhou, there are countless villages and farmland in the middle. The Hexi Corridor is moistened by the snow and water of the Qilian Mountains all year round. The water and grass are abundant, and the roads are lined. Every few dozen miles there is a village. In the past, these villages were always prosperous with people and horses.
However, now it has become deserted. From a distance, there is not even a smoke.
Yuan Feng sent people into the village to investigate, and found rivers of corpses all over the place. All the innocent people had been killed. The naked female corpse was lying in the yard, the headless male corpse was hanging on the tree, and the entrance to the village was full of human heads.
Asked, this must be a masterpiece of Turkic horsemen.
The convoy continued to move forward. The chattering businessmen did not dare to speak anymore when they saw the pile of heads and the corpses hanging on the trees. The women also covered their children's eyes to prevent them from seeing this miserable scene. Everyone felt that
Everyone understood that it was "Master Zhang" who saved them. If Master Zhang hadn't resolutely stayed to fight against the Turkic army, if Master Zhang hadn't led them to evacuate overnight and left the empty city full of property to the Turks, they would have fought with them now.
Those cold corpses were hanging on the trees.
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Suddenly, a horse came galloping from a distance. Before the knight could dismount, he shouted: "Mr. Qian, there is an enemy horse on the left wing!"
A group of more than a hundred Turkic cavalry appeared to the north of the refugee team, which made Yuan Feng's heart suddenly lift. He couldn't help but cast his eyes to the far north, where his second hometown Liqian Village was.
There were only old, weak, women and children in the village. If the Turkic cavalry were to kill them all the way...he did not dare to think about it anymore and quickly asked: "In which direction are the enemy troops going?"
"Back to my lord, the enemy's movements are erratic and difficult to judge."
A sneer appeared on Yuan Feng's face: "I saw them."
It turned out that the Turks had spotted the high smoke and dust rising on the official road, and came straight here. Although there were tens of thousands of Ganzhou refugees, most of them were people on foot. Facing the highly mobile cavalry, they could only
Fortunately, the Ganzhou Cavalry Camp is still there. With these 800 warriors, the Turkic Cavalry cannot get any advantage.
"Warning signal, cheer up the people, the enemy is coming." Yuan Feng ordered.
"Do you want the brigade to stop advancing?" Zhao Ding'an asked. Now he is the Chief Hundreds again, but in this case, the Chief Hundreds of the Ganzhou Cavalry Camp, Yuan Feng gave him the official position on the battlefield.
"Don't stop. If you stop, you will be slaughtered by others. We can take care of these people. Follow me on the left wing!" Yuan Feng shouted and drew his sword to attack. The three hundred cavalry on the left wing followed their Lord Qian and roared away.
Still advancing, everyone looked nervously at the direction of the enemy's attack. The strong men gripped their spears tightly, and the musketeers crouched behind the carriage gang, blowing the match again and again, for fear of extinguishing it.
More than a hundred Turkic cavalry faced 300 Ganzhou cavalry. The outcome of this battle can be imagined. Although the Han cavalry is not as powerful as the nomadic cavalry, the Ganliang cavalry who have lived in the northwest for a long time are not included in this list. Most of them are Han
They were born as herdsmen or horse thieves, and grew up on horses since childhood. Their bow and horse skills were no worse than those of the Turks and Mongols. Coupled with the obvious numerical advantage, the Turks were completely wiped out in a single confrontation.
A dozen Turkic prisoners were kneeling on the ground, with expressions of disdain on their rough faces. Yuan Feng asked someone who spoke Turkic language to ask, and they did not hide it, saying that they were the Tanma Camp of Chagatai's vanguard.
, it was the same army that met Yuan Feng in the east of Ganzhou a few days ago. In the past few days, they had been broken up into ten small teams and were harvesting grass and grain nearby.
"It turns out that these people were the ones responsible for the massacre of the villagers. They all beheaded and left alive." After Yuan Feng said that, he turned around and left. The soldiers raised their swords and immediately sent these prisoners to see God.
Yuan Feng called all the generals together for a meeting. They all walked side by side and talked while walking. Yuan Feng said sadly: "The land west of Hexi is rich and fertile, but it is a pity that it will be turned into scorched earth. The Turkic army came from afar and will never
They will be satisfied if they occupy Suzhou and Ganzhou. Liangzhou and even the Central Plains are their targets. In this war, we are already on the front line. Our cavalry battalion alone cannot accomplish much, but it can save Fangyuan.
The people within a hundred miles can still do it. The Ganzhou refugees kept walking along the official road at night, and they will reach Liangzhou in three days. There are two thousand armed men here who can protect themselves, and the Turkic cavalry cannot occupy them.
It's cheap, we people just dispersed everywhere to gather the people, and we can save every one."
These words received a response from everyone, so the cavalry camp was broken into pieces and divided into four teams of 200 people each. They roared along the north and south sides of the official road. As long as there were people living together, they would notify them and let them know.
The people rushed to Liangzhou to take refuge.
The team of 200 people was to deal with the Turkic cavalry that was also broken into pieces. Yuan Feng led his team to the north for more than thirty miles. The villages he saw along the way were all in flames and devastated. Yuan Feng couldn't help but miss Li even more.
Dear villagers, it's close to the desert, so the Turkic cavalry shouldn't be able to run that far.
Continuing to walk north, I suddenly saw crows circling low in the sky in the distance. When I got closer, I saw that there were corpses everywhere. When I got closer, I saw that they were dead soldiers from Gansu and Liangzhou. There were actually thousands of dead soldiers.
Yuan Feng dismounted and observed carefully. He pulled out a long javelin from a Liangzhou soldier and looked at it for a few times, and couldn't help but think deeply.
"Let's go! Continue heading north." The team galloped northward. The Hexi Corridor is a long and narrow area, and the distance between the north and the south is not far. By evening, they had notified the people of the four villages to evacuate as soon as possible.
It gets dark very fast in winter. Looking at the sun setting in the west, Yuan Feng gritted his teeth and said: "We must rush all night long to reach Liqian!"
The two hundred cavalrymen galloped again. The further north they went, the more desolate they became. There were no roads left. They were surrounded by yellow sand and ocher-colored rocky mountains. The soldiers had been walking for a day, but they were tired of men and horses. They could ride on their war horses.
doze off.
"We're almost there, I can already smell the scent of the desert." Thinking of the folks living in Liqian, Yuan Feng finally showed a smile, but the smile quickly disappeared because he clearly heard the clash of gold and iron in the wind.