The first day of December in the first year of Dazhi
A team of about thirty Khitan scouts gradually emerged from the horizon of the wilderness. Each of this team of scouts had two horses, and they were all covered in dust. It looked like they had traveled a long distance. The horses' hooves stepped on the wheat seedlings that had just emerged.
There was a crunching sound, and the horse's hooves carried dust and wheat leaves into the air.
The villages within a hundred miles to the north of Taiyuan were all empty. Some people took refuge in Xinzhou, and most of them moved their families into Taiyuan City. Since the war was ignited on the Daizhou front line, officials from various counties and counties have called on the people to leave.
The family took refuge in Taiyuan City or Longzhou and Qinzhou in the south. Hundreds of thousands of people had dispersed half a month ago, carrying their belongings, cattle and sheep, so this team of scouts who came all the way from Daizhou to explore the road were looking for a Han commoner.
Haven't seen any.
It didn't take long for the small black dot on the horizon to gradually enlarge. The team of scouts stopped at the signal of the leader. The leader was a Khitan man in his thirties, with a dark face, a short beard, and a covered face.
There was a thick layer of dust on his face, and there was a hint of exhaustion in his eyes that he had deliberately hidden. The horses ran non-stop for hundreds of miles from Daizhou to Taiyuan, and even the elite cavalry of the Liao Kingdom were a little overwhelmed.
This leader is called Ge Lengtai, and he is an authentic Khitan. He is a veteran who survived the southern expedition to Xixia. In terms of investigation experience and combat experience, he is not comparable to the recruits recruited half a year ago. Therefore, the pioneer general Li Yao
Na Yan would select dozens of veterans like Ge Lengtai and lead a team of scouts to check on the road ahead. Ge Lengtai's team was the fastest and furthest, although Ge Lengtai himself
I don’t know, but if you walk thirty miles further you can see the tall city wall of Taiyuan.
Seeing the miserable state of each of his scouts, Ge Lengtai felt angry and helpless. He sighed deeply in his heart, thinking that if the hundreds of thousands of veterans from the Western Expedition a few years ago were still there, they wouldn't have let him go.
The children in front of them who had not yet sprouted beards came to fight. Looking at the young and tired faces, Ge Lengtai felt as if there was a big stone in his heart. He fought with the Xixia people for four times.
Years ago, more than 200,000 elite palace troops died in the Helan Mountains, and they also conquered the Bohai Sea, Dandong, and the Han Dynasty. In the past five or six years, the partners around me have changed one after another.
Together for more than half a year.
Ge Lengtai also saw himself in those young faces. He remembered how high-spirited he was when he just put on the black leather armor of the Daliao Wolf Rider more than ten years ago and jumped on the horseback with the assigned scimitar.
At that time, Daliao was the most powerful country in the world, and the Daliao Wolf Cavalry was invincible wherever it went. The Wolf Cavalry back then was like a black whirlwind, and no grass could grow wherever it blew. The tribes in Liaodong
, those Shiwei people, Mohe people, Xi people, and even the Koryo people further away were all crouching and trembling under the hooves of the Khitan wolf riders.
Back then, the Northern Han Dynasty was still a country so weak that the Khitan Wolf Cavalry had no interest in conquering it. However, more than ten years later, everything changed.
Putting away his emotions, Ge Lengtai pointed to an empty village a few hundred meters away and said: "Go and see if there is anyone in the village, and then mark the location of the village on the map."
"The others have dismounted and rested. We will go forward in a while. When we see the city wall of Taiyuan, we will go back. General Liyao Yan is still waiting for us to bring the route map back!"
he shouted loudly.
Jumping off the horse, he stretched out his hand and patted his beloved yellow-maned horse on the butt. The horse, aware of its owner's intentions, casually walked out and gnawed on the wheat sprouts that had just popped up on the ground.
Three new recruits who had only been recruited half a year ago rushed into the village on horseback. Gruntai was a little angry at the recklessness of the three young men. He had taught them many times not to be on horseback during reconnaissance.
Even if you sit up straight, don't run in a straight line, unless you want to be shot into a hedgehog by an ambushed enemy's crossbow arrows.
Fortunately, there is no human habitation a hundred miles south of Daizhou. One part of the Han army was blocked in Lanzhou by General Huo Xiao Linghu, and the other part was blocked in Daizhou by General Tiago. The Han army in Taiyuan was not strong enough and could only shrink in
The city is waiting for reinforcements, so there is no need to worry about how dangerous this exploration will be.
Ge Lengtai glanced at the three men who entered the village, then took out a greasy paper bag from his arms, took out a piece of frozen barbecue and put it in his mouth, biting it with his teeth and it broke into pieces.
The cold weather froze the greasy mutton and sealed the mutton smell. It tasted like chewing wood and had no taste at all. It was just to put something in the stomach to replenish physical strength.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Ge Lengtai seemed to see his men at the entrance of the village swaying on their horses. He raised his head suddenly, just in time to see the Khitan scout holding his chest and slowly falling off the horse.
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"Mount your horse! Mount your horse! There's an ambush!"
Ge Lengtai threw the mutton in his hand on the ground and quickly chased his yellow-maned horse. Hearing the owner's call, the yellow-maned horse also spread its hooves and ran towards Ge Lengtai. Suddenly, an armor-breaking weapon
The awl accurately penetrated into the yellow-maned horse's neck, and blood splashed out all of a sudden. Ge Lengtai, who had just ran to the yellow-maned horse, was splashed with the horse's blood, and the hot blood suddenly made him feel
His mind became unclear.
"ah!"
Ge Lengtai shouted angrily and turned around to look. He saw dozens of war horses rushing out of the village. The black battle armor and bright red cloak announced the identity of the knights.
"Han Army!"
"It's the Han army!"
The Khitan scouts shouted in panic and rushed to pull their mounts.
Quite a number of people!
This was Ge Lengtai's first reaction. He immediately pulled his other horse and jumped up and shouted loudly: "Don't panic! There are not more enemies than us! You are all warriors blessed by the Wolf God. I'm afraid
What! Get on your horse! Rush over with me and kill them all! Don’t embarrass the Khitan people! Hurry, get on your horse!"
The panic of the Khitan scouts was suppressed by Ge Lengtai's shout. After seeing that there were not many people coming, they gradually calmed down. The tribes of the grassland people have been fighting for years. The Khitan people are the kings of the grassland. They have become accustomed to it.
In order to despise their opponents, once they discovered that the enemy did not have much advantage in numbers, the bloodthirsty in their bones gradually emerged.
"Draw out the scimitar! Follow me and crush them!"
Ge Lengtai shouted, took the lead in drawing out his scimitar and rushed towards the group of Han cavalry. Twenty or so Khitan scouts shouted to cheer themselves up, swinging their scimitars like windmills and followed closely.
Behind Ge Lengtai, there were only about twenty people in the red cloak team. The proud Khitan people did not think that they would lose to the weak Han people in a horse battle.
When the distance between the two sides was still fifty meters, those damn red cloaks actually took out their exquisite repeating crossbows and started shooting! Gruntai subconsciously turned sideways and hung on the side of the horse to avoid the crossbow arrows, but the inexperienced scout behind him
Even those with as strong skills as him would not have reacted like this. Five or six scouts were knocked off their horses by a round of crossbow strikes. One scout's feet were still hanging on the saddle and he was being pulled forward by the war horse.
Run. In order to avoid their companions who fell to the ground, the scouts behind them all rode out of the way, but they forgot that they should maintain the charging formation.
After a round of crossbow strikes, those cunning Han cavalrymen took off the long horsetail hanging from the victory hook on the side of the saddle, and then made a charging posture.
Don't push hard!
Ge Lengtai's experience once again allowed him to escape from death. He suddenly pulled his horse out of the way, and his horse brushed against the Han cavalry's horse and rushed past. Ge Lengtai turned around and wanted to slash at him, but failed.
He once again had to avoid the horse attack from behind by the Han cavalry.
This is no ordinary Han cavalry!
Ge Lengtai knew that he was encountering a formidable enemy this time. Looking at the equipment of the Han red cloaks, he knew that these were definitely the elite of the Han cavalry. It was impossible for ordinary cavalry to be equipped with expensive horse-steeds, let alone for one man.
If you only refine the repeating crossbow, you won't act so calm!
No shouting!
Ge Lengtai was surprised to find that even when charging, no one in the Han cavalry team shouted. In contrast, the wolf-like cries of the scouts under his command not only did not improve his own courage, but actually
It shows the cowardice and cowardice of our own cavalry.
Ge Lengtai knew that his judgment was wrong. This was not a team he could swallow. Although the number was equal, the combat quality of this Han cavalry was far better than that of his own men! These Han army scouts were all elite soldiers!
Although scouts must be those with the best equestrian skills and outstanding personal combat prowess in the army, the large number of deaths of Khitan veterans made them reluctant to even have dozens of veterans serve as scouts!
When Gelengtai evaded the sweeping horse and finally rushed over, he rode the horse and turned around, and immediately opened his mouth!
He knew that the scouts under his command were inexperienced and weak, but prairie men could leap horses and wield swords since they were young. At worst, they would not be weaker than those Han people. But when he returned to his horse, he unexpectedly found that twenty-six or seven people were following him.
Less than ten people rushed over! And not a single person in the Han army's scout team fell off their horse!
"Walk!"
Ge Lengtai shouted when he saw the group of Han cavalry rushing back in a beautiful arc like a black dragon. He knew that if the fight continued, no one on his side would survive. After shouting, he
He took the lead and rushed out in the direction he came from. It wasn't that he didn't want to pay attention to his subordinates, but he clearly knew that among all the people still alive, he was the only one with the greatest chance of standing out.
There is an ambush by the Han army, and this news must be sent back.
However, in the vast plains, where was the Han army's ambush? Ge Lengtai didn't know. He only knew that the Han army must have some conspiracy.
He heard wailing sounds coming from behind him. They were the desperate calls of his men who were shot down by the cavalry of the Han army. But he had no time or ability to save those still immature soldiers. He must live. Even if
Not for Daliao, but for the sake of his relatives at home who are still waiting eagerly for him to return home. He also wants to live.
After rushing forward for four or five miles, a forest appeared in front of Ge Lengtai's sight. He couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart. As long as he rushed into the woods and relied on his superb equestrian skills to get rid of the Han army scouts, there would be no suspense.
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puff
There was a muffled sound, and Ge Lengtai knew that another subordinate had been shot to death by the Han army. He felt regretful and painful.
Why does it hurt?
He subconsciously lowered his head to look, but a bloody arrow cluster drilled out of his heart. Gradually, his consciousness began to move away from his body, and he only rushed forward four or five steps before Ge Lengtai fell off the horse.
When he came down, he lay on the ground, and in his blurry vision he could vaguely see many horse legs circling around him.
"This Tatar's riding skills are pretty good, but it's a pity that he met us."
He heard someone talking, and then he saw a pair of riding boots appear in his sight. The owner of the riding boots raised his foot and kicked him twice, and then he felt a vague coldness on his neck.
Then, he lost all consciousness.
The Han army who cut off Gelengtai's head tied the still bleeding head to the butt of his horse. He turned over and jumped on the horse, pulled Gelengtai's horse and shouted: "Go back, the general said
Don’t spare any of the Khitan scouts.”
After saying this, the leader of the Han army's scouts rode out.
The Han scout leader murmured to himself as he walked: "Come and kill a group of people. How dare Yelu Deguang rush over rashly? There is no place to set up an ambush in this Mapingchuan area. Yelu Deguang, that's it."
Isn't this small trick enough to make you dare not move forward rashly?"
The plains are flat and there are no ambushes.
It's just that it's just to make the Khitans suspicious. (To be continued)
