Chapter three hundred and eighteen persuade to surrender
Liu Mingzhi has never underestimated the natural racial advantages of the Turks in riding and shooting skills.
After all, Turkic people have been with horses from birth, and teenage Turkic children are more skilled in horseback riding skills than Han people.
The Turks were naturally proud of the superb riding skills of the Turkic warriors. However, when five thousand people faced a disparity in strength such as 40,000 people, they suddenly found that their proud riding and shooting skills were useless.
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The riding and shooting skills of the big dragon cavalry on the opposite side were not much worse than theirs, and even some of the older dragon soldiers' superb and dazzling skills were beyond their reach.
Suchar was not willing to be captured like this, so he ordered Sulu Cha to lead a group of troops to break out.
As long as the dragon cavalry is not completely surrounded, a small gap is enough to give yourself and the warriors a chance to sneak out.
Suchar ordered the tribesmen who had not taken the food and grass to give up the precious food and grass, and quickly launched a breakthrough towards the gaps on both sides.
However, Suchal was disappointed.
Dalong had previously shouted the slogan of disarming and not killing. Seeing that he and his subordinates had no intention of giving up resistance, the iron-tied bow in his hand was directly stretched into a full moon and several waves of arrows were covering his side.
Listening to the sound of soldiers being hit by arrows and falling from their horses from time to time, Suchal was heartbroken and bleeding, but he knew that this was definitely not the time to fight back.
The difference in strength is really huge. If the strength of the two sides was roughly equal, Suchal wouldn't mind showing off the fists of the Sulu warriors.
But with 5,000 people against 40,000 people, neither Suchar nor Sulucha could muster the courage to face the enemy.
Especially when they looked back and saw the handsome willow flag fluttering in the wind, they felt even more frightened and uneasy, and they only thought of running away.
After all, the current year, Young Master Liu led his cavalry and almost killed the four most valued generals of the Great Khan in the Dulu tribe, killing 200,000 Turkic warriors and almost annihilating the entire army.
It's no secret anymore.
After all, the Great Khan had issued orders to surrounding tribes more than once. Once they encountered Liu Mingzhi and his cavalry, they would fight if they could. If they could not, they would retreat immediately to avoid their sharp edges and preserve their strength.
When Suchar and his men led their men to look at the approaching gap, their eyes showed a strong desire for survival. They waved their riding whips fiercely and charged towards the gap with howling hoarse voices.
After Sulu sent two people to attack from east to west to take out half of the troops, the two of them were completely desperate.
It turned out that there were five thousand dragon cavalry galloping around the perimeter of the gap. The two people immediately realized that this gap was deliberately left by the dragon cavalry.
The purpose is to divide his troops into four and surround them. In this way, the troops behind him cannot hear his command, and the morale of the army will inevitably be chaotic. Once the morale of the troops is chaotic, they will naturally be defeated like a mountain.
The trapped troops, waving their swords, horses, and cavalry guns at the five thousand Turks, suddenly slowed down until they were more than 200 steps away from the encirclement. They completely slowed down and moved toward the remaining Turks.
Slowly approaching.
The charging speed of the trapped troops dropped to the lowest level, but the pressure on the Sulu tribe became even greater.
Holding the scimitar and holding the horse's reins, his body was trembling slightly, his face turned pale with panic, but he still had to comfort the horse that was restlessly pawing its hooves as he sat down.
These Turks found that the slowing down of the dragon cavalry and the encirclement made them more panicked than the way they charged.
The heavy sound of horse hooves was beating on their minds like a reminder.
Although it was slow, it left a lingering fear in their hearts.
There are very few people who choose to go to the battlefield who are afraid of death. These Turks dare to follow Suchar and launch a charge and attack, so naturally they are not afraid of death.
However, these big dragon cavalry's actions gradually weakened their fear of death.
They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of the torture before death.
The actions of the dragon man made them feel that they and others were like lambs being played by a powerful army. They could only wait quietly for death, but could do nothing.
The mental torture is far worse than the fear of death.
The Turks were enduring mental torture when the surrounding dragon cavalry suddenly shouted out the Turkic language they were familiar with.
"Put down your weapons and surrender. Those who surrender will not be killed. Those who stubbornly resist will be killed without mercy!"
"Put down your weapons and surrender. Those who surrender will not be killed. Those who stubbornly resist will be killed without mercy!"
The more than two thousand Turks following Suchar subconsciously focused their attention on Suchar, but the other two groups of divided Turks were not so calm.
Hearing the murderous shouts in his ears, the arm holding the scimitar trembled involuntarily, and he watched with a confused expression.
Without a backbone, their military morale was somewhat weakened.
Suchar gritted his teeth and looked at the surrounding troops. Just as he was about to wave his machete and give the charge order, a gap suddenly opened in the surrounded Muling River.
Suchal was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked towards the gap.
I saw a knight in the gap slowly coming toward me. He was wearing a majestic and fine armor full of wounds, but this majestic armor could not hide the carefree temperament of the rider.
Riding on the horse, he swayed like a drunk man.
If Suchar hadn't known something about the armor of the Great Dragon soldiers and knew that the tiger-headed chainmail armor on this man was the armor symbol of the Marshal, he would have definitely thought that some drunkard had mistakenly entered the battlefield.
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"Hush!"
Young Master Liu stopped about thirty steps away from Suchal, looked at Suchal up and down, saw the determination in his eyes, and sighed silently, what a tough man.
Liu Mingzhi, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, can naturally see the determination in Suchal's eyes.
I thought that if I had not entered the encirclement, this person would have given the order for a suicide charge.
Liu Mingzhi did not look down on Suchar because he was a Turk. In Liu Mingzhi's heart, on the battlefield, every soldier who dared to fight to the death was worthy of admiration.
This has nothing to do with the Dalong soldiers, the Jin Kingdom soldiers, and the Turkic soldiers.
Liu Mingzhi turned to look at the middle-aged guard beside him: "Ask him what his name is? Tell him that I admire his courage to fight to the death."
"Got the order!"
"This Turk, my commander asked you what your name is. He admires your character very much."
"Suchar, your Excellency should be the famous Great Dragon Side by Side King. Suchar of the Sulu tribe under Taichang Khan is polite."
Liu Mingzhi listened to the translation of the personal guards and gave instructions to the personal guards again.
"Suchar, I admire your courage very much, but I have to say that your decision is a stupid one."
"Death is not terrible, but at least you have to think about the people under your command, whose husband, whose father, and whose son they are."
"Your reckless decision will break up five thousand families. I know your Sulu tribe somewhat. If you all die in the battle, the number of young men in your Sulu tribe will only be less than 10,000."
"Imagine that after you die in battle, your tribe will be in danger of being annexed. Are you willing to let you and the brothers under your command lose their lives in vain?"
"Surrender! After the war is over, your tribe can redeem you by spending some cattle and sheep."
"Think about your wives, children, and children at home who are eagerly waiting for you to return. Do you deserve to die like this?"
Suchar's expression changed with surprise when he saw the eyes of the surrounding tribesmen loosened after hearing the middle-aged guard's words.
"Warriors, we are all descendants of the Wolf God. We cannot lose the face of the Great Khan, nor the face of the wolf flag above the royal court. Cover your ears, don't listen to their coquettish words, and follow my general to fight with them.
Already."
"The Great Khan will avenge us. People of the Wolf God, follow the footsteps of the Great Khan and charge forward."
"The Great Khan will not forget our efforts, and she will definitely treat us Sulu well."
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The deafening singing drowned out Suchal's shouts. Suchal stared in astonishment at the Turkic songs sung by the Dalong soldiers around him. They were their pastoral songs, which their wives hummed every day when they returned from herding sheep.
When the singing ended, dozens of soldiers around Liu Dashao shouted in Turkic dialect.
"Turkic brothers, I, Liu Mingzhi, don't want to kill in vain. It would be easy for me to get rid of you, but Liu Mingzhi's hands are already stained with enough blood."
"I know your Great Khan. We are brothers from the same school. She must have told you not to die in vain."
"Although we are enemies, I want to tell you something!"
"Put down your weapons, there is hope only if you are alive."