Although he tried his best to catch up, what was helpless was that Zhu Zhanji was a pure cavalry, while Wang Xian and the others were a special mixed formation composed of pack horses, camels, and carriages. The distance from the camp to Jiulongkou was eighty miles, and the former could reach Jiulongkou in an hour.
However, the latter takes two hours.
During this hour, I can only pray to God to bless His Highness the Grand Sun with good fortune and great fortune...
In that compartment, His Royal Highness Taisun started to chase with great interest, but after running for more than half an hour, he did not see any shadow of the army, not even traces of the chase. He couldn't help but asked the old eunuch beside him strangely:
"Uncle Bao, are you taking the wrong route?"
"How could it be possible?" Li Qian shook his head and said with a smile, "In the eighth year of Yongle reign, we passed by here and knew this shortcut to catch up with the army."
"That's right, otherwise I'll always be behind and eat dirt..." Zhu Zhanji suddenly realized, and continued to follow Li Qian straight forward.
After another half an hour, Xue Xun from the outpost returned and said: "Your Highness, there are rolling mountains ahead."
"I see, it's a mountain full of mountains." Zhu Zhanji nodded and looked at Li Qian, who said calmly: "After climbing over the mountain, we are back on the right path."
"Yes." Zhu Zhanji nodded, not doubting that he was there, and ordered to enter the mountain.
Jiulongkou, as the name suggests, has nine mountain passes. Although the mountain is not high, the mountains are very long. More than a thousand cavalry drove in, like a piece of meat dropped into a hot pot. Zhu Zhanji felt that the terrain was not good, and urged his men to speed up the march.
, get out of this damn place quickly...
But when they were halfway through the journey, a cold arrow suddenly shot over and hit a cavalryman in the face. "There is an ambush!" the scouts screamed, but it was too late. They saw arrows like locusts, shooting at the Ming army from all directions.
"Hidden, hidden" the shrill screams of men and horses resounded through the valley. Many officers and soldiers were caught off guard and fell from their horses with arrows. Some were hit by arrows in their horses, causing people on horseback to fall off. For a time, the whole country was filled with grief and tragedy. Fortunately, Zhu Zhanji's
The cavalry were specially allocated to him by the emperor from the Three Thousand Battalions. Each of them was a veteran and loyal veteran who had experienced hundreds of battles. If he was not hit by an arrow, he immediately dismounted and hid against the mountain wall. He also did not forget to protect His Highness Taisun.
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Zhu Zhanji was stunned. He was pinned down and motionless. After a while, he heard Xue Xun shouting: "Your Highness, we can't wait here to die. We must break out before they encircle us."
"No way." Zhu Zhanji bit his lip, finally came to his senses, shook his head and said loudly: "We can't run out with the horse. If there is no horse when we go out, we will have to be slaughtered by others."
"What should we do?" Xue Xun thought about it and asked loudly.
"Go up the mountain" Zhu Zhanji observed the terrain and said: "Grab the top of the mountain and wait for help."
"Okay" Xue Xun responded and yelled: "Second brother, protect His Highness, I will lead people to capture the top of the mountain." Then he held up a cavalry shield and shouted: "Anyone who doesn't want to die, follow me."
The soldiers also knew that they could not be shot alive in the valley, so they jumped out of their hiding places and followed General Xue to attack the mountains.
The top of the mountain is not high, but it is full of Mongolians. Arrows are shot down from above, and there are bows and arrows in the distance to support them. Xue Xun and the others brave the rain of arrows to attack. Every step forward requires a heavy price. But they are on the verge of despair.
There are always heroes who come forward - this time the hero is Xue Xun
Although Xue Xun is a bit confused, his family's martial arts skills are not bad. When fighting on the battlefield, he looks like a crazy tiger. He is almost carved out of the same mold as his father. I saw him curling up behind his shield, jumping up and down dexterously like a tiger.
In a blink of an eye, he reached the top of the mountain from the flank. After meeting the enemy, he threw away his shield full of arrows, drew out a pair of iron whips with his backhand, blocked the sword from the Wala people with one whip, and smashed the enemy's Tianling Cap with one heavy whip.
,brain splatter
At this moment, he completely became a madman, blasting and smashing wildly on the top of the mountain. He used two mixed iron whips weighing twenty kilograms each in his hands, using all his strength to crack monuments and rocks. As long as his brains were not blown away when he hit him,
He burst out, with his hands and feet broken, and he forced more than a dozen Wala soldiers to retreat frequently. But the top of the hill was full of Wala soldiers, and they couldn't get close, so they used bows and arrows to greet him. Although Xue Huan could fight one against ten,
But after all, there are no three heads and six arms, and you can't see six directions, and you will be hit by several arrows.
The next moment, an incredible scene happened. After Xue Xun was hit by several arrows, he acted like a normal person and went even crazier, slashing and smashing, killing several more soldiers, but he was still alive and well.
This frightened the Wala people. They thought that this man had been cast with invulnerable witchcraft, so they retreated one after another and stopped shooting him with arrows. The soldiers of the Ming army below took the opportunity to follow up and finally fought their way to the top of the mountain.
Fight hand to hand with the Walas.
As soon as the two armies became entangled, the Oara people in the distance threw their rat-proof weapons and did not dare to shoot arrows. Zhu Zhanji seized this rare opportunity and led the follow-up troops to fight up. With two combined attacks, they finally drove the Oara people down the mountain.
But at this time, Wala reinforcements also came down from other hills, and surrounded the hill so tightly that it was difficult for them to fly...
But no matter what, the Ming army finally had something to rely on. Although the situation was dangerous, it was still much better than before.
"It's true that a tiger father has no dog son, thanks to you." Zhu Zhanji came to Xue Xun, who was standing with a whip, and punched him pretending to be relaxed.
Who would have thought that just this one blow, neither light nor heavy, would knock Xue Bawang, who was just like an immortal war god, to the ground...
"Brother" Xue Huan screamed and hugged his brother quickly, but his hands were full of blood... Although Xue Xun was wearing armor, he was shot at close range by a wolf-fang arrow. Any armor was useless. He could be hit
Counting arrows and still fighting without stopping is definitely a complete miracle.
"Brother, I can't do it..." Xue Xun opened his mouth and spurted out gurgling blood.
"Brother" Xue Huan is a fool who has not cried since he was three years old. At this moment, he burst into tears and said: "Don't talk nonsense, you are fine." He hugged him tightly.
"Let go" Xue Xun rolled his eyes and spat out another mouthful of blood: "You want to strangle me..."
"Brother, I don't, I don't..." Xue Huan quickly let go of his hand and hugged him carefully.
"Dad's iron whip belongs to you. Go back and tell dad that I didn't embarrass him..." Xue Xun coughed violently as he spoke. His mouth and nostrils were full of blood. He used his last strength to look at Zhu Zhanji and said: "Your Highness
, we are all too impulsive, we have to listen to the military advisor in the future. Although he is a jerk, his brains are better than ours..."
"I know, I know." Zhu Zhanji said with tears of regret on his face: "If there is another chance to see him again, I will definitely ask him to call back."
"Han..." Xue Xun's face was as golden as paper. He wanted to speak again, but his mouth and nose were full of blood and he could no longer speak. He only pointed at Li Qian with his finger, then tilted his head and died.
"Brother!" Xue Huan howled like a wounded beast. He lay on Xue Xun's body and cried for a while. Then he suddenly jumped up, picked up the iron whip and walked towards Li Qian.
Seeing his murderous look, Li Qian was not afraid, and just stood there coldly. At this time, a shower of arrows suddenly shot up from the bottom of the mountain, and the guards quickly threw them to the ground.
"Let me go, I'll kill this eunuch." Xue Huan stared with blood-red eyes and swung the iron whip randomly, causing gravel to fly.
"You can kill me at any time if you want," Li Qian said calmly: "For now, let's save our energy and repel the enemy's attack."
"You don't need to be pretentious and tie him up." Xue Huan still kept cursing, but when he reminded him, he quickly climbed to the front to check the Oara people's attack.
The Oara army was very cunning. Some of them were throwing arrows at the bottom of the mountain towards the top of the mountain to suppress the Ming army's archers. Some of them were holding scimitars in their mouths and climbed up the mountain.
When the Ming army was ambushed, they suffered more than 200 casualties. When they attacked the mountain, they suffered more than 100 casualties. Now there are still about 600 people scattered in all directions guarding the mountain. The number of enemy soldiers at the bottom of the mountain is at least ten.
More than 1,000 times, the arrows were like locusts, so heavy that the Ming army could not even lift their heads.
Until the bows and arrows suddenly stopped, the Ming army officers looked up and saw that the enemy was already three to four feet away. At this time, there was no time to draw the bows, but they were equipped with crossbows. They had already cocked the crossbows while they were pressed behind the rocks.
, at this moment, hold it up and aim and shoot. At such a close distance, the arrows are almost unmissable. The impact is fatal, and the Huala people who are rushing in front are shot over.
But more Oara people still came forward. The soldiers threw away their crossbows, picked up their weapons, jumped out of the bunker, and started fighting with the opponent's bayonets.
Thanks to the limited space on this hilltop, Walakong had a military advantage, but could not use it. Therefore, in the hand-to-hand line of close combat, the strength of both sides was actually about the same. The Ming army relied on the fact that each of them was the best choice, and they were condescending, and the trapped beasts still fought.
repelled the opponent's attack
But everyone knows that the Ming army will not last long. They will be tired, injured, and dead. But compared with them, the number of people in Wala is simply endless. They can launch attacks continuously. It won't take long.
The army will be exhausted and completely collapsed.
At the critical moment of life and death, Zhu Zhanji also fought hard, but he was a smart man. He took off his golden armor and put on the armor of a fallen soldier, then raised his knife to kill people... Otherwise, it was so glaring, what's the difference between being a target? He
I can't remember how many people I killed. Anyway, my knife was sharpened from the cuts, and my body was stained in many places. Fortunately, I had guards protecting me to the death, so I was fine.
After repelling another wave of attacks by the Wala soldiers, he quickly sat down behind the rocks to catch his breath, staring straight at the ground. How could he not know that if no miracle happened today, he would be buried here?
"Jiulongkou, Shangjiu, the dragon has regrets..." Zhu Zhanji let go of his blood-stained hand and murmured. As soon as he stopped fighting, the regret in his heart would come like a tide, making him
Have you ever endured the pain of suffocation? Why do you feel so possessed that you don’t even listen to the words of the person you trust the most? There are regrets for being a dragon, and there is guilt for being a dragon. I don’t know if I am a dragon that has any regrets.