Although Princess Zhaoyang's strategy successfully lured away a large number of "Tatar" cavalry, the remaining enemy soldiers and horses were still not something that the remaining soldiers of the camp could contend with.
Although Xiang He and others actively organized a defense, the camp with a sharp reduction in combatants was already weak in defense. In addition, the opponent may have been angered by Princess Zhaoyang's breakout, and began to launch a fierce attack regardless of the cost.
As a result, in less than a stick of incense, the entire Zhanghetan defenses were basically paralyzed.
More than a thousand non-combatants, holding the newly issued wooden sticks, shovels, pots and pans, gathered at the top and shivered.
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The remaining soldiers were fighting and retreating, their faces full of despair.
There are many who have chosen to commit suicide and bravely die under the enemy's saber!
"It's over..."
Xiang He sighed for the last time, suddenly snatched the long knife from the hands of the soldiers around him, and was about to kill himself on the spot to thank the emperor for his kindness!
"Sir, look quickly!!!"
A sharp-eyed civil servant suddenly saw smoke and dust billowing from the east, breaking through the cold wind that filled the sky, and in the blink of an eye he was behind the local military formation.
The shouts of killing that filled the sky, as well as the enemy's formation in the farthest distance changed from advancement to defense, all showed that...reinforcements had arrived!
"It's the Imperial Envoy!"
A general shouted sternly, his voice filled with tragic joy.
He raised his long knife and shouted loudly: "My sons, the imperial envoy is back to save us, kill us!!"
The Zhang River beach was suddenly filled with infinite vitality. Everyone raised their eyes and looked up. When they saw that they were all uniformed soldiers and horses from the Beijing camp, they immediately became overjoyed and cheered loudly.
"It's the Imperial Envoy, it's really the Imperial Envoy!"
Xiang He also slowly put down the sword in his hand. He looked at the cavalry in the distance who had begun to engage the enemy at hand-to-hand combat, with tears appearing in the corners of his eyes.
I haven't cried in many years, but today, I cried twice. I'm really embarrassed.
He quickly wiped his eye sockets, and then told the generals on the left and right in a serious voice: "Quickly, organize the remaining people, we should work together from inside and outside to kill these thieves!!"
Jia Lian initially worked hard at the Ministry of War and asked the court to allocate one-third of his cavalry to him.
Later, he took out 500 war horses from the guerrilla general Xie Jing.
As a result, among the soldiers who followed him out of the customs, the number of cavalry exceeded one thousand.
This is already a very luxurious number! You must know that the entire Royal Horse Garden only supports less than three thousand military horses!
The Wei army was also dominated by infantry.
Only important northern towns like Ganning Pass will have large amounts of cavalry equipment.
A thousand cavalrymen galloped forward, creating a huge momentum.
It was so vast that the officers and soldiers of the Wei Dynasty at the Zhanghe stall thought that it would be easy for Jia Lian to deal with the remaining enemies in front of him.
Therefore, all the remaining soldiers on the river beach, including some officers and soldiers who were not seriously injured, all picked up their weapons and rushed down with boundless momentum to fight with the enemy again.
Times change.
How could the Tatar soldiers who had surrounded the Wei camp on the river beach and strangled them comfortably have expected to be attacked from both sides?
In addition, they don’t know the exact number of soldiers and horses from the other side. Just from the momentum, it is said that there are tens of thousands of them, and they won’t be surprised!
Therefore, most of them panicked.
As a result, from the very beginning of the battle, they were completely at a disadvantage and could only be beaten passively.
The enemy general saw that the situation was not good, and saw several vanguards coming from the other side, and the peaks of troops were pointed directly at his location.
Even though he had many subordinates, he could not organize a strong resistance for a while.
If you delay any longer, you will definitely be killed by the enemy's army.
When it breaks, it breaks.
Anyway, there were only a few remnant soldiers left in the Wei camp, and there was no need to be buried with them, so we decisively turned around and ordered to retreat!
The battlefield was changing rapidly. When they saw their generals fleeing, the three armies no longer had the intention to fight and chose to flee for their lives.
The cavalry is quite good and there is more than half chance of escape.
As for the infantry who are not good at defense in the first place, they can only resign themselves to their fate.
The battle to clear the enemy lasted for another quarter of an hour. If Jia Lian had not ordered the pursuit long ago, and if Zhu Dahe had learned from his mistakes, the already red-eyed officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp would have been able to kill at least half of the fleeing enemies!
"grown ups!"
On the river beach, seeing the battle end and the people who had narrowly escaped death, they burst into loud cheers.
Xiang He and others saw Jia Lian walking up surrounded by a group of murderous officers and soldiers, and hurriedly trotted forward to meet him.
At this moment, when everyone saw Jia Lian, it was like seeing the savior and their own reborn parents.
Especially when he saw the blood-stained shirts of Jia Lian and his bodyguards, he felt secretly in awe, so they all smiled carefully.
Jia Lian only glanced at them and said: "It's too late to chat, bring them up!"
Then Xiang He and others saw a dozen Tatar soldiers brought up by Jia Lian's personal guards and kneeling in a row in front of the beach.
"Tell me, who are you, whose subordinates are you, and who ordered you to come and harass my camp!"
Following Jia Lian's question, Ah Qin, dressed as a soldier, immediately imitated Jia Lian's tone and asked again in Mongolian.
After two breaths, seeing that none of them spoke, Jia Lian gave the guard next to him a look.
Zhao Sheng suddenly took a strong step, raised the knife and dropped it, and a head flew high...
Such a horrific and bloody scene made even Xiang He and others, who had just witnessed the brutal battle, turn pale with fear and couldn't help but retreat.
This is true for Xiang He and others, let alone other Tatar soldiers.
Without any hesitation, everyone rushed to kowtow and beg for mercy, and answered the questions one by one.
"We are all Oara people, and we are soldiers under General Abu. This time, we were ordered by General Abu to capture the princess of Wei."
"General Abu is a close confidant of our third prince. The general said that the alliance and marriage with Wei was a cowardly move by the Great Khan that harmed the country. His Highness the third prince has already made a comprehensive plan for Oara. As long as the princess of Wei enters the royal court,
, just catch it..."
"..."
Everyone was stunned when they heard the answers from these people.
Xiang He and others never expected that these Tatar cavalry were actually faked by the Oara people!
Thinking about it, this is the hinterland of Oara. It is good for the Tatars to send a cavalry force thousands of miles deep. How could such a Tatar army appear one after another, and there are so many infantry!
For a time, emotions such as shock, anger, indignation and fear came one after another.
Jia Lian had no intention of interrogating here anymore. After getting the answer he wanted, he did not relax, but became more and more nervous.
"Where is the third prince of Wala?" Jia Lian pressed Xiang He.
Xiang He hurriedly replied: "We couldn't hold on before. In order to buy us time, Her Majesty the Princess broke out with only a small number of troops.
The third prince of Nawala...also left with the princess..."
Without Jia Lian's glare, Xiang He himself had already realized the seriousness of the problem.
Oh my God, if the third prince of Nawala was causing these things, wouldn’t Her Royal Highness be in danger?
"This stupid, arrogant woman!"
Jia Lian cursed secretly, then got on his horse, and in an instant, he swept away with the soldiers and horses who had just experienced the battle.
"Huh~"
Looking at his colleagues who were turning pale, Xiang He suppressed his inner uneasiness and said, "I hope Master Jia can create another miracle and rescue the princess safely, otherwise..."
After thinking about the unbearable consequences, Xiang He and others found that surviving might not be a good thing.