Chapter 1887 Determining the situation, bloody battle in the desert (6)
His eye sockets were broken and black beads burst out. Zaribuhua was suddenly hit hard by the flying rocks thrown by Zhang Qing. He felt severe pain and screamed miserably. There was blood everywhere he could see.
It's blurry, but how can you focus on killing the enemy in front of you at close range?
Of course, Zhang Qing would not give the enemy general in front of him a chance to struggle and escape. Even though he was already fighting, his spear quickly came out of his hand and easily stabbed into Zhali Buhua's throat. Generals Gong Wang and Ding Desun immediately
As they were fighting, the steel spears and steel forks were stabbed from both sides, and they were stabbed into Jaribuhua's left and right waist almost at the same time!
Now my wife, Qiong Ying, has been favored by her brother who has ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. She was previously recognized as a adopted sister, and now she is also the eldest princess of Xihe. Although Qiong Ying had fought with Zhang Qing many times in the past, it was by no means a serious matter.
The body of a rich man is delicate and expensive, and he is willing to receive blessings in the inner palace of the palace. However, as Zhang Qing and Qiong Ying’s son Zhang Jie grows up, he is now past the age of babbling. Qiong is already a mother.
Ying, on the other hand, was content with teaching his children to learn. Whenever Zhang Qing was ordered to lead an expedition, he would wait for his own minister to return with news of victory.
This time it is the same as before, he has to make great achievements and then go back to report the victory, and Jiao Jie'er knows what kind of person his father is... After Zhang Qing thought in his heart, there was another clear drink, and the green jade horse under his crotch neighed.
While galloping, I saw the sunflower stirrup ringing the cooked copper bell, and the pheasant flying away with its four hooves, dragging its tail backwards. The golden ring shook, and when the fluttering jade python spread its red tassels, the flying stones hanging from the brocade bag were frequently taken out, teaching Zhang Qing to beat them.
As they were about to go out, the roaring wind kept flying through the air. In a moment, three or four more frustrated Tata leaders who came with their troops to resist stubbornly were beaten and knocked off their horses!
On the other side of the disintegrated cavalry formation that was intercepted by Hu Yanzhuo's heavy cavalry, Kuo Tuanba, the leader of the Tata'er Kuoyitan tribe, resisted to the death. First, he ran into the Qiyan tribe's An Ba'er who came out from the side.
As well as several other cavalry groups composed of the Mongol and Wei tribes, most of them in this wave had long-standing feuds with the Tata tribe. Now that they have just fought against each other in such a situation, not only did the enemies meet, but they also separated.
He was jealous outside, and wanted to beat up the lost dog, but when he saw An Bahai and several other tribal leaders leading their respective tribes of knights, they rushed into the enemy formation one by one like desperadoes. They were originally taking advantage of the danger of the complete collapse of the Tata'er tribe.
Sometimes adding insult to injury, it also dealt a heavy blow to it. Although Kuo Turbulent shouted at the top of his lungs, he ordered the scattered cavalry to gather their formation, but the cavalry formation of the Tatar tribe who were still gathered around them inevitably became more and more chaotic.
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Under this situation, Kuo Tuanba would rather fight with the well-equipped and fierce Qi Dynasty troops than fall into the anger and humiliation of those enemies in the desert. However, he led the remaining troops
He tried to avoid the flanking attack of the Mengwu Shiwei by making detours, and tried his best to catch the enemy's formation with a bloody attack like a roaring wave, when a general of the Qi army came on horseback. He roared and held the iron stick in his hand.
The stick immediately slashed Huashan with great force and hit Kuotuanba straight down.
Unexpectedly, he heard the sound of wind and thunder when the iron rod as thick as a goose egg was smashed down in the air. Kuo Tuanba knew that the opponent was not a good person, and he panicked and raised his weapon to block, "Cang!
!!!!" After a loud noise, his arms could not help but tremble, and the tiger's mouth was numb. Luan Tingyu came to intercept him again, and he immediately taught Kuo Tuanba to clearly recognize the enemy troops that were continuously attacking here.
No one is easy to mess with!
After a few hasty fights, the Mengwu Shiwei tribe pursued and outflanked them, and the surrounding Tata'er tribe's disorganized cavalry were swallowed up and annihilated one after another. Kuotanba knew that it would be absolutely useless if he continued to wear out his feelings.
Physiologically, he hurriedly made a feint, and immediately turned his horse back, trying to get rid of Luan Tingyu and continue to ride away. However, when Kuo Tuanba turned around, he was shocked to see a face as tall as the bottom of a pot, with two straight yellow eyebrows.
, the blood under his chin dyed his beard red, and the enemy knight with a hideous appearance like a ghost was less than a few steps away from him, and he could even feel the heat coming out of his roaring mouth!
Just as when walking at night, a picture of a soul-repelling evil spirit crawling out of the Netherworld City of Futile Death appeared out of thin air and stuck directly in front of him. Kuo Tuanba was immediately frightened to death. When his hands and feet went numb for a moment, Dong Xian roared loudly.
Then, he picked up the tiger-headed crescent shovel in his hand and swept it across. With the force of the galloping horse, the sharp blade of the shovel easily penetrated the leather armor in front of the broad chest. The bones were broken one after another and the muffled sound of the sharp blade cutting flesh was intertwined.
Suddenly, it went straight into his chest!
Kuo Tuanba's eyes widened, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. His body was immediately shoveled down by Dong Xian, causing him to fall from his horse to the ground. He only struggled for a moment and then stopped breathing any more. And the other towers
The fate of the leaders of the Tar tribe is also similar. The only difference is whether they were shot by arrows, knocked over from their horses, or fell to the ground and were trampled into puddles of flesh by the iron hooves of galloping war horses.
The mud, as well as the tribes around it, were like weeds being cut wildly by a sickle, falling down one by one in an instant...
The killing sounds of battle groups everywhere are still noisy, but the vicious curses of the tribesmen and knights in Tata gradually become sparse. Instead, they seem to be drifting and trembling in the violent storm, and may be hit by a row of angry waves at any time.
The screams and howls of the old, weak, women and children from the clan became more and more intense as the battle raged. Wanyan Hushahu stared blankly at the tragic battle situation around him. The two to three thousand Jurchen Armors who were now closely surrounding him to protect him
As the Tatar cavalry were divided, defeated, and annihilated one after another, they became increasingly conspicuous in the chaotic battle group.
Wanyan Hushahu knew that it would be difficult for him to survive today, and he was gnashing his teeth and resenting that after all, he could no longer do his best to use the Tatar tribe as a barrier for Xiaotang's enemies to continue to encroach on the eastern grasslands.
But now that the matter has come to this, what else can be done? Wanyan Hushahu had the idea of killing himself with a knife in his heart, but the steel knife pulled out of the sheath trembled uncontrollably. Wanyan Hushahu
The corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and finally he roared wildly, gathered the two or three thousand Jurchen armored cavalry around him, and made a desperate move to break out of the encirclement from the northeast, carving a bloody path!
Feather arrows were whizzing around, horses were circling with cold light and blood, and the shouts of killing were already deafening. Wanyan Dendrobium Shahu led the Jurchen armored cavalry to break through the encirclement in a bloody battle, trying their best to throw away the surrounding enemies who were trying to hold back their own troops and horses.
The army just rushed forward. However, another Qi army quickly intercepted from the diagonal side and penetrated directly into the weak spot of the Jurchen cavalry formation, which was ready to form a charge formation. Groups of armored cavalry were suddenly attacked and fell off their horses one after another.
, and was immediately trampled by the rushing cavalry. The horses neighed, and blood splattered. In the blink of an eye, several lives disappeared immediately. After a while, hundreds more were left in the chaotic cavalry formation.
The corpse of a Jurchen armored knight.
"Sure enough, there are Jurchen Tatars here! Thanks to my great achievements, you don't have to escape anymore. You will die sooner or later, and the head on your neck will be left here!"
Wanyan Hu Shahu vaguely heard the shouts and curses of the enemy cavalry from behind. He was already filled with grief and anger, but now he was even more angry. When he glared at him with a fierce move,
Wanyan Husha Hu had already seen the Qi Chao fierce general, holding a cold sharp knife in his hand, leading his troops to kill him at a gallop. He immediately picked up the reins and urged the horse to gallop forward until the two horses were able to meet each other. Wanyan Husha
The steel knife held in Tiger's hand was thrown out first, and then he picked up the spear on the saddle's victory hook and thrust forward like lightning, heading straight towards the man who was shouting that he wanted to take his head to make a great contribution.
