"Bayish, you bitch slave, is this the Tang'er merchant you are talking about? How can any merchant still wear armor and form a formation?" Mahashd suddenly waved his hand and hit the riding crop, pointing at a man wearing leather armor next to him.
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The man named Bayish stood lightly on the horse and looked out. After a while, his face became more and more excited.
"Dihekan, I see clearly, there are only a dozen or so of those Tang'ers, so what if they have armor? It only proves their wealth!
These are more than a dozen collars. In addition, there are at least ten camels beside the Populus euphratica forest. I don’t know how many silks, brocades and porcelain from the Tang Dynasty were carried on them. Dihekan, you are going to make a fortune."
Dikhkan is not a name, but a title. In recent years, the Karakhanid dynasty and even the Gaochang Uighurs, who were deeply influenced by the Persian Samanid dynasty, have begun to use this title, from small village chiefs, clan leaders to market leaders.
Leaders and city lords can all have the honorific title of Dihkan.
"Hahaha! You bitch slave is right!" Mahashd thought it was right and suddenly laughed proudly.
"Eagles! Kill those Tang'ers, and the gold, silver, jewelry, and silk brocade will all be yours!"
Zhang Zhao led Fanshun and others to form a horizontal formation with two in front and six in back. As for the others, they hid deep in the Populus euphratica forest under the leadership of Yin Yaozi.
In fact, Zhang Zhao is not very professional at this time. They should pretend to be in chaos, drive the camels and horses everywhere, and look panicked. They can also throw some silk brocade on the ground, so that Maharashtra on the other side can
De and others would not hesitate, but rushed over directly.
"嘘嘘嘘!" The heavy sound of horse hooves came, and after finishing the plan, Mahashd and others began to ride their horses and galloped over slowly.
Iron cavalry charging into the formation? This does not exist! Most people cannot do this action at all, and the quality of the war horses is not up to it, but it is still possible to go around the formation, drive away threats, and take out the flaccid horse bow to shoot arrows to harass. p>
Zhang Zhao took the time to put on his phoenix-winged bag and took out the long-tip bow from his back.
"Get ready!" Yan Jin, the deputy of the Yan team who inserted Mo Dao into the ground, shouted. Zhang Zhao's shooting skills are good, but rangefinding is not good. Only Yan Jin, a fierce man who fought all the way back from the hinterland of Tubo, can do this.
A skill.
"Fifty steps! Shoot!" Old Zhang Zhong stood beside Yan Jin. When he heard Yan Jin shouting, he suddenly waved the small red flag in his hand. Zhang Zhao and the other eight people shot arrows almost at the same time.<
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Forty steps away, a knight who was about to turn his horse sideways and take out his riding bow to shoot suddenly seemed to be hit by an invisible hammer. He screamed and fell upside down and immediately rolled down, and was hit at the same time.
There were also two or three cavalrymen near him.
"Thirty steps! Shoot!" Yan Jin shouted again. Old Zhang Zhong waved the red flag in his hand again, and eight arrows shot out again.
"哕哕!"
"Ouch!"
There were screams of injured horses and painful screams of knights falling. Mahashid felt a long bow aimed at him in the dark. He clamped his thighs with a feeling of urination and released his hands, and took out the arrow that had been set.
Came out.
"Boom! Boom!" When the knights around saw that Mahashd was shooting arrows, they quickly shot out the arrows in their hands.
But the distance was not close enough. They used a seven-eight-dou foot bow and a two-stone divine arm bow to shoot them, while they used some weak horse bows. The contrast in lethality can be imagined.
There was a jingling sound, Zhang Zhao was hit by several arrows, and the ground was covered with long and short arrow shafts, as if weeds suddenly grew on the ground, but he was not hurt at all, and he didn't even feel much pain.<
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Yan Jin beside him tore off the arrow shafts hanging on his armor and grinned, "The bow is too soft to hurt us!"
While talking, Fanshun and Qiongre Duojin behind them shot two more arrows, and an unlucky knight fell down again. Zhang Zhao and Yan Jin were going to have a hand-to-hand fight for a while, so they did not shoot again and were conserving their energy.<
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As the knight fell to the ground, the cavalrymen who were rushing towards him with great arrogance and the hoofs of their horses made people panic. They made a gorgeous turn around twenty steps away from Zhang Zhao. They even rushed forward.
I don’t even have the courage.
Mahashid's nose was so angry that he had just charged. A total of one of them was shot over and he was almost dead. Five or six others were injured, two of them were quite serious. Three horses were injured.
The six people who besieged the hill also ran back in embarrassment. One was shot to death and another was injured.
But what about the enemy! Not even a single hair was injured, what the hell is going on? Dozens of cavalry beat less than ten of Tang'er's opponents and suffered such a huge loss. It's very embarrassing.
Uh... Zhang Zhao touched his nose and looked at Deputy Yan next to him with some surprise.
"That's it? Don't we say that all the men on the grassland are wolves, coming and going like the wind, and can easily tear apart the formation of infantry?"
Yan Jin blinked and looked at Zhang Zhao with some confusion.
"Who told Mr. Erlang that these rangers can easily tear apart the formation of soldiers? If they were really so powerful, how could it be our turn to sit in the Central Plains? The whole world belongs to those Hu'er.
If I were the leader on the opposite side, leaving now would be the best choice, but if we insist on fighting, we can continue to wear out, after all, they can dismount and rest, and we can only stay here in the sun wearing armor!" p>
After saying that, Yan Jin sat down cross-legged. He picked up a water bottle and moistened his mouth. Ma Yaozi and others behind him also sat down and began to rest on their own.
Zhang Zhao quietly took a few deep breaths and adjusted his pounding heart. Maybe Ma Yaozi and others couldn't defeat him, but their experience on the battlefield was obviously several levels higher than his.
Yan Jin is actually right. The best decision for the opponent is to mount the horse and run away. If it really takes a long time, the result will not come out even if it takes more than a day and a half.
But how could Zhang Zhao let them get what they wanted? He snapped his fingers at Old Zhang Zhong, and Old Zhang Zhong went to inform Fan Running and several others.
After a while, dozens of pieces of silk brocade and a box of silver collars were piled next to Zhang Zhao and others. When the sun hit in the early morning, these top-quality brocades given to King Li Shengtian of Khotan shone under the sunlight.
, and immediately shook Mahashd and others opposite so that they could not open their eyes.
Ma Yaozi even walked to the front of the two armies, took off his pants, and peed wantonly towards the opposite side. Zhang Zhao looked at his proud look and wanted to give him a big mouth.
So irritating!
"Damn it! These Tang'er bullies are too much! Asalan Khan's eagles, rest well, we will crush them all in one go this time! When we are defeated, I will give you half a bolt of silk each!"
Mahashid is really angry and looks down on people! By displaying the silk and satin like this, doesn’t it mean that Mahshid has no ability to get it?
Moreover, this silk is so good! If you get it in Talos or Balasagun, you can sell it for at least a few hundred Samani silver coins.
As for Zhang Zhao, he is not very envious of the horses on the opposite side, but for himself and his soldiers, the knights on the opposite side between Yucai and Bucai are good practice.
