Ji Jie and his party successfully attracted the pursuers. The horses ridden by Zhao Guoting's guards were better, and the distance between the two parties was getting closer and closer. The Zhao people had begun to fire arrows. Although they were not accurate, they also caused damage to the fleeing people.
A lot of psychological pressure.
A valley appeared directly in front, Ji Jie waved and said: "Everyone, work harder and fight back after entering the valley!"
"Yes!" Everyone shouted in unison.
The leader of the imperial guards is named Zhao Can, who serves as the deputy commander-in-chief of the palace guards of King Zhao. When he got the task of escorting the wedding team, he showed off to several other deputy commanders. This kind of opportunity is rare. Who wants to happen on the road?
He caused a serious dereliction of duty when his bride fled, and he was deemed to be beheaded for the crime, so he led nearly two hundred of his men in a desperate pursuit in order to atone for his crime.
Entering the valley, the members of the Zhaocheng Guards were able to skillfully set up snagging ropes and various traps without any deliberate arrangements. On the other hand, the palace guards only waited for the arrival of the enemy with weapons in hand.
Ji Jie sent more than a dozen people to ambush on the steep stone walls on both sides of the valley. They brought enough bows and arrows, and they only waited for an order to shoot the pursuers.
The imperial guards rushed into the valley without slowing down. Zhao Can didn't believe that anyone could complete the transition between offense and defense in such a short period of time. But as soon as they entered the valley, he felt something was wrong. Before he had time to react, the horse under his crotch was tripped by the horse rope.
He fell down, and the horses at the front fell down at the same time, and the rider on his back was thrown out without warning.
Suddenly, people were overturned, and the road in front was blocked, but those behind were still sprinting with all their strength. Nearly two hundred people were blocked at the entrance of the valley, unable to advance or retreat.
"Fire arrows!" Ji Jie gave the order. The people directly in front of the valley entrance and the people ambushing on the stone wall opened their bows and fired arrows at the same time. Then they screamed repeatedly, and the immobile imperial guards became their living targets.
Three rounds of arrows were fired quickly, killing countless opponents. Ji Jie replaced the sword in his hand with a spear and shouted: "Come with me!"
Zhao Can was knocked to pieces when he fell off his horse. It was precisely because of this that he was lucky enough to escape three rounds of arrows. He looked back at the few remaining imperial guards, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.
, roared: "Defend the enemy!"
The remaining dozens of imperial guards dismounted one after another and formed a small semicircular formation. In Zhao State, only the most heroic and capable soldiers can become imperial guards. Almost all soldiers regard imperial guards as their lifelong ideal.
, its combat effectiveness can be imagined.
Ji Jie rushed to the front and successfully tore a hole in the imperial guard's formation. The soldiers behind began to expand their victory. The weapons met and sparks were seen, and the broken limbs and arms fell to the ground.
The two parties entered a state of melee. The dozen or so people standing on the high ground lost no time in carrying out sneak attacks on the imperial guards. This relieved some of the pressure on Ji Jie and the others. Even though the imperial guards had few people, they caused him a lot of damage.
trouble.
The casualties on both sides changed from three to one at the beginning to one to one, and then to one to two. In other words, for every imperial guard killed, Ji Jie needed to pay two lives!
Ji Jie used his gun to push away Zhao Can's weapon, quickly changed his moves and pierced his throat with lightning speed. The general died and the morale of the imperial guards was greatly reduced.
The battle ended quickly. After counting the number of people, Ji Jie found that there were only less than seventy people left here who could still breathe, including more than a dozen lightly or seriously wounded.
There was no time to clean the battlefield, so he took out the map, found his location, and said to everyone: "The imperial guards just now were just the first wave of Zhao's troops. I believe their follow-up teams are coming. Although we occupy a favorable terrain
, but there are only these dozens of people left, unable to stop the impact of Zhao Jun's large army. After leaving the valley, twenty miles to the west is the Zhang River. What we need to do is to rush there immediately, and after crossing the river, demolish the Zhang River Bridge, even if
No matter how many pursuers there are, we can only look back and sigh!"
No one had any objections, but the problem at hand was whether they could walk fast with a dozen wounded people. He ordered: "The palace guards are walking in front with the wounded, try to speed up, and I will lead the Zhaocheng warriors to break up the rear!"
Sure enough, as soon as the team escorting the wounded walked less than three miles away, Zhao State General Sima Shang rushed to the mouth of the valley with two thousand cavalry. Ji Jie, who was hiding in the distance, could see clearly.
In the nearly one month since he came to Zhao State, he had almost no interaction with the military, but the famous General Sima was a well-known person. Li Mu's most powerful general was especially good at cavalry warfare and swept across the north many times.
Nomadic tribe.
Sima Shang briefly looked at the tragic situation at Taniguchi and said to the deputy general behind him: "This Lord Zhaowen is indeed worthy of his reputation. He easily defeated two hundred of my most elite imperial guards. You should not underestimate him!"
Lieutenant General Zhao Kang said disapprovingly: "No matter how powerful they are, they only have about a hundred people. After this battle, there are at most a few dozen left. General Sima brought two thousand people, and even one person can drown them with a spittle!"
Sima Shang didn't think so. He frowned and said, "The Pioneer Battalion will follow me at the front, and pay attention to the pace of march!"
If Sima Shang was not the one leading the troops today, he would have ordered a full-speed pursuit. Ji Jie, who was hiding in the dark, could successfully implement the strategy of capturing the thief first. As long as the general was killed with one arrow, the soldiers would be in chaos.
But Sima Shang was cautious and led the vanguard battalion forward slowly. Everyone carefully watched the places where people might be hiding, so that there was no way to make a sneak attack.
Ji Jie waved his hand and led his men back.
Retreating to the end of the valley, the messenger came to report that the vanguard was still seven or eight miles away from the Zhanghe Bridge, and it would take at least two quarters of an hour to cross the bridge. Ji Jie smiled bitterly, ordered the messenger to return immediately, and told the vanguard to cross the river immediately.
Start destroying the bridge and then demolish the bridge when they arrive.
Seeing that Sima Shang was close at hand, Ji Jie grabbed a strong bow and set it on an arrow. After firing the bow, the arrow point slowly pointed upward, forming a forty-five-degree angle. Such a throw could reach the farthest distance.
"Whoosh..." The feather arrow shot out, forming a perfect parabola in the sky, and was finally nailed to the grass in front of Sima Shang's horse's hooves. The arrow shaft was about a third of the way into the ground.
Sima Shang quickly reined in the reins, the horse stopped in place, and the soldiers behind him also stopped in time.
He turned over and dismounted, pulled out the arrow with force, and said in a deep voice: "You have seen it, right? This is Zhaowen Jun Ji Jie and his soldiers. Which of you is confident that the shot can reach the same distance?"
A burly soldier said loudly: "General Sima, I am willing to give it a try!"
Sima Shang agreed, and the soldier took off the dark iron bow from his back, aimed an arrow at Ji Jie in the distance, and the arrows flew out with the sound of the bowstring!