This is the easiest battle Zhang Zhao has ever fought, and it is also the most brutal battle he has ever fought, right!
It was cruelty, not cruelty, because his opponent could not make the warriors of the Fengtian Army feel cruelty.
The only surprising thing is that the war elephant's fear of the fire-breathing pear gun far exceeds everyone's imagination.
At first, it caused panic among the six war elephants in front, and then the wails of these war elephants affected the other three war elephants in the formation.
Except for the war elephant that fell off the cliff, the other eight war elephants collectively turned around and ran away like crazy.
This is simply a disaster! This is why Zhang Zhao thinks this is the most brutal battle he has ever fought.
Because except for the initial shooting with crossbows, the warriors of the Fengtian Army never fought with the enemy. They just followed the panicked war elephants, scaring them and driving them to attack the Xiaxi Dynasty's army.
On a mountain road where only ten people can walk abreast, eight crazy war elephants are no different from tanks.
Once they started running, there was almost nothing that could stop them. Countless people were trampled into pulp, and even more people were pushed off the cliff.
At first, the warriors of the Fengtian Army followed behind and stabbed them with swords, but later they couldn't even attack them.
The ground was filled with dark, skinny hapless people who were covered in blood and screaming. The better ones were just mentally shattered by fright. The less lucky ones had their hands and feet cut off, and even their chests were directly stepped on and dented. But for a moment, there was no
Many people died.
At the end of the battle, as long as they were lying on the ground without getting up and without weapons in their hands, the Fengtian Army would basically not kill them.
I don't know how long the pursuit lasted, but it took more than half an hour before Zhang Zhao gave the order to stop the pursuit of the Fengtian Army warriors after several war elephants screamed in succession.
It turned out that they had followed the road from the middle of the mountain to the valley. The Kabul River turned a corner here and the river channel was relatively wide.
Zhang Zhaosan ran forward and took a look. At the bend of the river, there were at least 20,000 soldiers of the Xiaxi Dynasty, huddled together in a mess.
However, despite the chaos, it seems that the system has been maintained.
In front of the 20,000 soldiers, eight mad war elephants had fallen to the ground.
As long as the war elephants are not followed by infantry to cover them up, it is actually easy to defeat these big guys even without using fire attacks or anything like that.
The simplest way is to let a powerful warrior hide in the crowd and just hit the elephant on the head with a big hammer, or maybe throw a spear.
Of course, this is all under the premise that only war elephants are dealt with, otherwise the infantry behind the war elephant and the archers on the back of the war elephant can successfully defend against attacks on the war elephant at any time.
"Your Majesty, it should be their central army who has returned for reinforcements! That flag is the handsome flag of their central army!"
Yan Jin pointed to a battle flag with a golden elephant painted on it and said, it was this flag that the Chinese army carried when they passed by just now, so the white elephant flag not far away should be where Modapolo himself is.
"Form up on the spot. Ma Yaozi will pull one of your men to the front. The rest will rest and eat and drink on the spot, waiting for the enemy to come forward!"
Zhang Zhao quickly made adjustments. He would not run headlong into it now. This was a dead end, and the other side was obviously extremely frightened. If he went up now, he would only force them to fight to the death.
If the confrontation lasts for a while, their morale will drop crazily, and they will eventually die.
Ma Yaozi was at the back just now and didn't come forward, so he still has enough physical strength now.
After completing the change of positions, this guy looked at Zhang Zhao and said angrily: "Your Majesty, give all the sharpshooters in your Hanshan capital, especially those with divine arm bows, let's take advantage of this opportunity to use strong bows and crossbows to shoot They shoot."
That's right! Unable to let the scene cool down, Zhang Zhao waved.
"Fan Shun, take the men and horses to the head, shoot accurately, select the officers to shoot!"
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During the defeat of the Shahi dynasty, King Modapala was covered in mud and the turban on his head was bloody.
This unfortunate guy's war elephant went crazy just now and threw him off his back, almost breaking Modapala's neck.
In the end, he only got a big cut on his head, so he was lucky.
Next to Modapala, the old ginger general Karmaha was also in a state of embarrassment. After getting the message that Modapala asked for help, he led his army to fight back for reinforcements. As soon as he arrived at the bend of the river, he saw a frantic war elephant. Waiting for it to be solved War elephant, the pursuers are here.
Karmaha looked at Madapura, whose eyes were full of questions, and shook his head with difficulty.
"Your Majesty the King, we may have fallen into a trap. We were also strongly blocked at the entrance of the valley. No! We can't say blocked, we should be beaten hard.
Because our 18,000 people were beaten to the extreme by more than 6,000 of them. When he led his troops back to support, General Sinha's troops had already been surrounded. I don't know if the 10,000 troops left at the mouth of the valley could withstand it. Can you resist?"
"Who is it? Who is ambushing us? How did they persist in ambushing us under such harsh conditions?"
King Modapala of Shahi had questions all over his head. The military capabilities of his opponent were beyond his understanding.
Especially since he sent scouts to investigate and control this area five days ago. The only possibility for those people behind to appear at this time is that they have been lurking in this valley for more than five days.
After lurking in this cold and windy valley for more than five days, Modapala slowly shook his head. He had never seen such an army, and had never even thought that such an army would exist.
When the two of them were looking at each other helplessly, the screams started to sound again. Although the river bend was wide, 20,000 of them were crowded together. If there was any disturbance, it would be easy for them to influence each other.
"Your Majesty, the sharpshooters on the opposite side are constantly shooting at our officers. Several heads of households have been shot dead!" the guard hurriedly came to report.
Modapala kicked the guard to the ground in anger, "Do you want to report this little thing to me? Let Vishnu Qianhu organize a counterattack and send out all our master archers!"
The veteran Karmaha did not pay attention to Madapala's temper, but cautiously moved closer to Madapala.
"Your Majesty, the origins of these people are unknown, and their fighting power is very strong. I am afraid that there is another powerful person in the northern grasslands. We must retreat early and guard Nalande and Peshawar first, and then make plans later!"
When Modapala heard the words "retreat," his eyes lit up involuntarily, and he quietly moved closer to Karmaha.
"Now that we are blocked here, how can we get back?"
"We still have some dry food. We will distribute it all so that everyone can eat and drink well. I will collect the Kshatriya cavalry from each army. It is estimated that there will be two thousand.
After eating and drinking, let the army attack the people on the opposite side. They only have two or three thousand people. When they are tired from the battle, they suddenly charge with their iron cavalry. With two thousand iron cavalry, they charge against the two or three thousand tired infantry. They will definitely be able to rush out.
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Modapala stood up silently. This was to make him abandon the army and run away alone!
However, if there are no 30,000 troops and more than 10,000 civilians here, even if they return to the country, where will the troops be for defense?
Just when Modapolo was in a tangle, the sharpshooters sent out in front came back in a hurry.
It turned out that when they went out to shoot each other, they were directly shot by the enemy with a few rounds of arrows and suffered heavy casualties. Even the leader, Vishnu, the head of the thousand households, was shot to death.
"His Majesty Ju'er Khan, the Khan of Khans, has issued an edict to the Lord of Xia Xi. If you surrender immediately, you will avoid death. If you resist stubbornly, you will be wiped out!"
The hesitant Modapala's face changed drastically, sweat of all sweats? Ju'er sweat?
As a descendant of Western Turks, ancient memories seemed to be awakened in an instant.
He knew very well what these two titles meant. This was another co-leader like Jieli Khan on the grassland!
"Old General, gather your men! If I can return to Udabandapura, I will never treat you badly!"
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Zhang Zhao touched his chin, what was going on? He looked at Xia Xi's army, which was already preparing to attack, with a look of confusion on his face.
Why did you send people to persuade others to surrender, but instead helped others strengthen their resolve?
Never mind! They are just rookies anyway, so you can do whatever you want. It’s just a pity. If you kill one more, you will lose one labor force!
Zhang Dahan now regarded the 20,000 people in the river bend as his trophies.
An hour later, Modapala and Karmaha, who had finished donning their armor, were dumbfounded.
Before they had time to launch a charge, the infantry in front collapsed immediately. The remaining defeated soldiers ran all over the river and bay. Many people even jumped directly into the cold Kabul River.
Ju'er Khan's army, wearing black armor, was like a giant snake rushing forward. Wherever it hit, everyone fled in a rush. Two to three thousand people beat up 20,000 people and fled in all directions.
"Are you still charging? Old general, it seems..." Modapala looked at Karmaha on his horse. He wanted to say that the distance was not enough. With just a few dozen steps, the horse could not move at all.
Just start running.
"Father, don't hesitate!" Karmaha's son yelled at his father, looking particularly anxious.
When Modapala heard this, his eyes were red with emotion. What a loyal minister! Even now, he is willing to shed the last drop of blood for himself.
"Okay! Your Majesty, please don't blame me!" Karmaha said to Madapura apologetically.
Modapolo was still immersed in emotion and did not feel anything wrong with these words at all. He just felt that something was wrong with the expression of the old loyal minister.
"General, why would you say this, like..." Modapolo, who was moved by himself, didn't finish his words when he suddenly felt a huge force coming.
He was spinning and fell off his horse, and then someone put a short knife on his neck.
"Do it!" Karmaha's son shouted loudly, and the Kshatriya knights surrounding him suddenly drew their swords and slashed at the bodyguards beside Modapala.
"Your Majesty Ju'er Khan, the Great Khan of Khans! Our wish has been fulfilled!"
It was the old voice of Karmaha that made Madapala feel his eyes go dark and he fainted immediately.