Chapter 179

Although the 300 Manchu flag cavalry rushed into the middle army of the Sui army, the fierce cavalry lost their sharpness like Jiaolong in the mire. The speed advantage of the light cavalry disappeared in the dense forest of the Sui army. Once the cavalry can't rush up, the cavalry sitting on the horse's back is no different from the grass handle stabbed by the long dog in his daily training.

Taler is brave enough, and his mace is heavy enough. From rushing into the Sui army array to dying in battle, he sent at least a dozen Sui Army soldiers to the hell. With his martial arts, he should have made more dazzling achievements in the upcoming war in the future. But... He was so easily and simply swallowed up by the army of the Sui people.

He died of arrogance, but the strength of the enemy's army was not the main reason for killing him.

This is the first war between the two most powerful empires in the world in more than 100 years. The Mongolian Yuan cavalry across the western world have never met anyone who dared to resist them before. In other words... The Mongolians were more unfamiliar with war than the Sui people. No one dared not lower his head wherever the Mongolian cavalry went. Although taler had killed many people before, it was a massacre, not a fight at all. For a long time, no one dared to resist, which made them develop a very arrogant character.

In their view, the Sui people who didn't even have war horses were like those weak tribes. As long as the cavalry rushed over, they would kneel and surrender. Tale looked at the Sui people, just like a strong slave owner who was used to looking at humble and ugly slaves. But there is no doubt that the Sui people are not the submissive shepherd slaves under him.

Three hundred fine horses failed to rush into the Sui army for ten steps.

The man Du wolf in the distance frowned slightly, and his face gradually became dignified.

"Without war horses... Sui people can have such combat power."

He sighed lightly, then shook his head: "fortunately, the brave tale and his 300 cavalry proved the tactics of the Sui army for me with their lives. Although he died, he still made great achievements. Remember, after returning, kill two women in northern Liaoning and a cold horse to be buried for tale."

His own soldier answered at once.

"The weapons used by the Sui people are very long. If our cavalry can't fly like an eagle, once they entangle them, they will have no power to fight back, which is not good..."

After pondering for a while, the man Du wolf ordered: "Zena, special force, you two each take 500 cavalry to attack the two wings of the Sui army respectively. Remember, don't rush into the enemy's array, take the cavalry to pass by their side like the wind. Then greet them with wolf tooth arrows and let them enjoy the archery of our man Du flag warriors!"

"Hoo ha!"

The two men of Mandu wolf, Genna and Teli, took orders and rushed out of the array with 500 cavalry respectively.

Li Xiaozong looked at the enemies who died in the war and looked serious.

It seems that the first attack of the Mongolian Yuan cavalry was neatly resolved. Three hundred fierce grassland light cavalry failed to rush into the army array ten steps. But Li Xiaozong also saw another thing, which made his worry more and more heavy. It was his expectation that three hundred people rode lightly in the array and were trapped in the array. But... The number of people lost by the Sui army was no less than that of the Mongolian Yuan people. From this we can see that the Mongolian Yuan cavalry had a strong combat effectiveness.

Trapped cavalry can still fight almost the same number of enemies.

"Twenty steps back!"

Li Xiaozong shook the flag and shouted.

With the sound of the horn, the army of more than 2000 people quickly retreated 20 steps back. In this way, the bodies left after the fight were let out. These bodies can also stop the enemy cavalry from charging. The army had just retreated, and the cavalry of the Manchu flag attacked again. The two cavalry rushed from left to right, seemingly to attack the two wings of the Sui army.

"Archer ready!"

Li Xiaozong waved the flag, and the archers who had retreated before moved forward again. The soldiers on both wings quickly changed their formation from square to round. The shield man and the long dog are ready. When the archer withdraws, they can quickly move forward.

These formations have been trained countless times on weekdays. When the commander's flag moved, the soldiers almost didn't need to think about it. Subconsciously, they could run to the position and complete the transformation. The reason why the infantry of the Sui Dynasty were able to win countless foreign wars was closely related to their ever-changing formations. Both offensive and defensive, the Sui army had many formations to use.

But the second attack of the Manchu flag cavalry made the Sui people suffer.

The enemy has no intention of stepping on the array.

A thousand cavalry soldiers swept over from the two wings of the military array, about 40 steps away from the military array. Those Manchu flag cavalry who howled like wolves kept pouring wolf teeth arrows into the military array of the great Sui Dynasty while galloping. Grassland cavalry are skilled at bowing horses. They can easily control horses by relying only on their legs. Compared with the foot bow of the infantry in the Sui Dynasty, the riding bow of the grassland cavalry is closer in range. It is made of boxwood rather than composite materials like the foot bow in the Sui Dynasty.

Although the riding bow of boxwood looks at least one size smaller than that of the big Sui Dynasty, it has a faster firing speed. If the grassland cavalry shoots three arrows at the same time within a distance of 70 steps, the Sui infantry using the walking bow can shoot up to two arrows.

The cavalry passing by from both sides of the military array like the wind, and the Sui army outside the general array layer by layer like meat. Dense as rain, wolf teeth arrows flew into the Sui army array, and the archers of the big Sui fell down with a wail. The standing Sui people became targets, but the archers of the Sui people were difficult to catch the fast passing enemy.

Soon, the two cavalry passed by from both sides of the military array, then crossed behind the big Sui military array, and washed the Sui people's team with feather arrows again.

"General!"

One of the soldiers eagerly shouted to Li Xiaozong, "if this goes on, our people will be shot over by the cavalry of the Manchu flag soon!"

Li Xiaozong frowned and his lips were almost clenched.

On the other side, the man Du wolf couldn't help laughing, and his eyes were proud: "as long as the infantry don't touch the cavalry... Li Xiaozong, why do you win?"

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Less than a mile from langrushan Canyon, Zhao Sen waved powerlessly and issued a military order: "kill from the flank, don't rescue pan Mei! Charge into the canyon, and in any case, don't let the Mongolian Yuan people block the Canyon!"

"Here!"

The soldiers responded loudly, then changed their formation and tried to withdraw from the regiment. Pan Mei was trapped too deep. Zhao Sen, a force of the folding camp, could not tear open the enemy's encirclement and rescue him. From the periphery, I can't even see pan Mei's team. Under such a heavy siege, Zhao Sen was not sure to break through the enemy layer by layer with his 1222 soldiers.

Seeing the peripheral Sui army trying to withdraw, the Mongolian Yuan people of the brigade urged the horse to separate from the team surrounding pan Mei and chase after Zhao Sen.

"I - Fuck - Fuck - Fuck!"

Trapped in the middle, pan Mei scolded angrily and spat a bloody smear. He looked around at the crazy enemies, and a glimmer of fear flashed in his eyes. Although he was angry when he withdrew, he still maintained the most basic quality of a general of the great Sui Dynasty. His troops marched quickly to the canyon. When they were about to rush to the mouth of the canyon, they were surrounded by Mongolian Yuan people pouring up on all sides.

That's not a soldier!

When pan Mei saw that countless herdsmen surrounded him, he didn't care too much. Among the herdsmen, he even saw women and half of the children who were barely up to his shoulders. What's so terrible about such a group of people?

But as soon as the two sides contacted, pan Mei knew she had made a big mistake.

Li Xiaozong reminded him before that the folk customs on the grassland are fierce. The boy dares to climb on the horse at the age of four or five, and can gallop the horse at the age of ten. He is skilled in bows and arrows. Those women with dark skin and strong body are no worse than men when wielding machetes. They howled and surrounded the Sui people like wolves, swallowing them layer by layer.

A elite Sui Youxiao guard in the Zhechong camp was surrounded by herdsmen of at least tens of thousands of people. The herdsmen, it seems, have no fear of death. Although they are very tough, they are faced with well-trained elite soldiers of the right Xiaowei of the great Sui Dynasty. They can ride horses and shoot arrows, but their killing skills can't be compared with those of the soldiers in the big Sui Dynasty. But even so, at the cost of killing two herdsmen and even three or four people to fight a big Sui soldier, none of them was frightened by blood and corpses.

"The enemy split up."

A sharp eyed soldier pointed to the discovery in front of him and shouted. He could see that smoke was rising behind the herdsmen's team, which was a sign that the enemy's rear team left.

"There are reinforcements to save us!"

Pan Mei's eyes lit up, then pointed in that direction with a long mouse and said, "front arrow array, kill out!"

The remaining five or six hundred soldiers of the Sui army took pan Mei as the arrow and killed them in the place where the siege formation was slightly weaker. Pan Mei now began to regret that she did not listen to Li Xiaozong, did not experience a real war, and could not get all the understanding of the enemy.

Li Xiaozong said that those herdsmen who pick up machetes are soldiers. But pan Mei didn't care at that time. In his opinion, the people are the people. Giving them a knife is a bandit at most.

But now he understands that when a country is invaded by the enemy's army, the people can often burst out with the same combat power as the army, even more crazy.

He can no longer remember how many people were stabbed to death by his long name, including the elderly, women and half-aged children. But there was nothing in his heart that he could not bear, because this was a battlefield and the enemy was on the opposite side. If you feel soft because the other person is a child, the child will not hesitate to cut a machete into your throat.

Why haven't you joined up with the people outside?

Pan Mei stabbed a bloody Mongolian woman with a waist as thin as a bucket and an ugly face. When she fell down, the expression on her face was particularly ferocious. Pan Mei saw hatred in her eyes, which made his heart fiercely tight.

If the rescuers outside are fighting inside, why haven't they seen their flag yet?

Pan Mei had questions in her heart, but she soon found the answer.

Yes... People outside are not here to save themselves. Their goal is to guard Qingxia. Relatively speaking, their lives are insignificant.

You can only rely on yourself.

Pan Mei took a deep breath and stabbed the oncoming herdsman off her horse. But when he rode to the premise, his horse was cut off by two herdsmen. The horse that lost its center of gravity fell forward, and pan Mei was thrown out. The long dog in his hand flew out and couldn't be touched.

A herdsman saw the enemy's general fall off his horse and jumped off his horse with a roar. Holding a machete in both hands, he stabbed pan Mei in the chest.

"Go away"

Pan Mei kicked the herdsman out, and then tried to draw out the horizontal knife under her. But the horizontal knife was too long for him to pull out when he lay on the ground. Just then, a herdsman on horseback bent over and slashed pan Mei on the shoulder.

The blood splashed out fiercely, and the inertia threw pan Mei's belt forward.

The herdsman jumped off his horse and rushed to pan Mei with a machete. Pan Mei got up with pain, took out the horizontal knife, stabbed it into the herdsman's belly, and then kicked it away: "humble barbarian, get out!"

He cursed, but his back was cut open by the enemy. He fell again and was immediately pressed down by the rushing herdsmen. One, two, three... Five or six herdsmen squeezed pan Mei under like a pyramid. Countless fists hit down and the knife stabbed in again and again.

"Go away... You... Cheap... Barbarians!"

Intermittent shouts came out from below, and finally it was faint and hard to hear.

When the herdsmen stood up, the dead enemy in front of them was beyond recognition. Under the iron armor, viscous blood flowed out along the gap of the armor.

The herdsmen were stunned for a moment, then rushed up again and frantically picked up the iron armor on the dead body.

No one looked at the dead eyes, and no one paid attention to the unwilling expression.