At first, Tuobuhua thought it was reinforcements sent by Bayan Khan, but when he took a closer look at the other party's attire, he felt something was wrong.
This is not the uniform of the Sunit tribe, it is clearly the cavalry of the Naiman tribe.
Due to the formation of the fifth Mongolian battalion in Zhangbei, the Naiman cavalry has many similarities with the Ming army cavalry in terms of armor, so it is very easy to identify.
"It's Org...how could it be him? Shouldn't the people from the Naiman tribe have retreated to Zhangbeicheng?"
Dolei felt that his head was about to burst. The elite Ming army was chasing after him and they could catch up at any time. At this time, he encountered a Naiman cavalry team. What did this mean?
Thinking about it, he also knew that if he did not break through the obstruction of the Naiman cavalry as quickly as possible, the Sunit warriors would be trapped in a situation where they would be attacked from two sides.
Tuo Buhua was holding the scimitar, and cold sweat was already oozing from his palms. At this moment, he wished he could slap himself in the face. He should have discovered that something was wrong a long time ago. It took so long to attack Zhang Beicheng, but it was not the Naiman cavalry who came out of the city to fight.
It is the Han infantry phalanx.
We should have thought long ago that Naiman's cavalry is no longer in the city. Otherwise, would the infantry be needed to form a desperate formation?
When Naiman's troops fled south, only a small number of the main force should have hid in Zhangbeicheng. Most of the troops dispersed in a sporadic manner, taking advantage of the chaos, and then regrouped after finding the right opportunity.
Naiman's method of dispersing its troops and hiding its intentions was actually not very clever. But at that time, Dolei's eyes were fixed on Aqige and he ignored other things. He didn't even think too much about whether he would take off his clothes or not.
When Aqige led his people into Zhangbeicheng, he naturally thought that all Naiman's troops had been fooled.
With a little searching, the flaw would surely be found, but I didn't even think about it at the time.
Aqige was a good bait. Not only did he deceive Dolei, but he also got him in.
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Iron ropes and horses, they raised their sabers and galloped with the wind, as fast as thunder.
The ground was shaking gently, and they lined up in neat steps, carrying overwhelming pressure. The chain-linked horses once again became the masters of the battlefield.
The Sunit people who retreated to the north instinctively felt that the north was very safe and there was no danger. Their formation was very loose and they could be said to be unguarded.
After hitting the chain of horse cavalry head-on, the consequences can be imagined. For the Sunit people, meeting a band of kidnapping horse cavalry at this time was simply a disaster.
The autumn wind was endless, and the Kaizi horse cavalry was like a huge guillotine, just crushing them straight. They charged past like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The Sunit people paid a heavy price for the first collision.
Countless war horses fell to the ground and howled in pain, but the neighing could not suppress the sad wails of the Sunit people. A Sunit cavalryman had half of his leg scraped off by a sharp iron cable, and his blood was gushing out, but he still worked hard.
Crawling on the ground, trying to find a chance to survive.
Another group of cavalry horses came galloping forward. A cavalryman lowered his saber, and the sharp blade flashed across it in an instant. The Sunit man prostrated on the ground, his body twitched, and there was no more movement.
This was a massacre. The unprepared Sunit people faced the kidnapping horse and had almost no power to fight back.
Seeing the fate of the men, Dolei's face turned pale and his lips were blue. At this moment, he finally understood why Minte was defeated. Anyone who encountered such a cavalry would be beaten and fled.
To confront this kidnapper head-on is to seek death.
But even though he knew he was going to die, he still had to rush forward. If he didn't rush over, would he be waiting to be attacked from both sides?
Dolei raised his knife, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, used all his strength, and roared toward the sky.
"Warriors of Sunit, rush over and cross the Xiaoyellow River to return to your mother's arms. Rush..."
Facing the swarming Naiman cavalry, Dore suppressed the fear in his heart and rushed forward bravely. While others were scrambling to escape, he was like a lone warrior, fighting against all injustices.
Dolei, who was not afraid of death, launched a counterattack with a narrow escape. Seeing his charging figure, many Sunit people were confused, their blood surged, and they also rushed forward like a madman.
War always belongs to men, because when military formations and strategies fail, it is the blood between men that ultimately determines the outcome.
At this moment, Dorey was both cruel and brave. His words and deeds injected a small amount of courage into the Sunit people.
.......
The Sunites suddenly launched a countercharge. Although they failed to cause too much damage to the Kaizima, they frustrated the Kaizima's offensive and slowed down their advance.
Dolei led his men and fought a melee with the kidnapping horse. Even if he suffered twice as many casualties, he still pestered the opponent to prevent the kidnapping horse from withdrawing.
Once Guaizima is allowed to organize a new round of attack, all previous efforts will be in vain.
Tuo Buhua did not follow Dolei into the melee because he knew very well that Dolei was in danger. He had to find a way to lead more people to escape back to the grassland, otherwise Dolei's death would have been in vain.
At this moment, Tuo Buhua was full of admiration for Dolei.
"Turn to the left, go around the west side of the Little Yellow River, and rush towards me!"
Tuo Buhua's expression was cold and solemn, and he deeply forgot to glance at those people who were locked in a bitter battle. There were too many people fighting, and Dolei could no longer be seen.
The remaining Sunit people gathered together consciously and followed Tuo Buhua to kill towards the left. Now that most of the enemy soldiers have been attracted by Dolei's troops, this is the best opportunity.
It is really surprising that the Sunit people want to break out on the left side so decisively.
Liu Guoneng stared at the entire battlefield with a serious expression, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Are you trying to survive with a broken arm? You are decisive enough, but if you really let you escape so easily, wouldn't our efforts for many days be in vain?"
With the steel sword unsheathed, Liu Guoneng said hello to Orger, urged his war horse, and ran towards the west. Almost at the same moment, Li Wanqing opened his bow and nocked an arrow, and a specially made arrow flew into the sky with a red light.
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Tuo Buhua and his men desperately fled to the northwest. As long as they crossed the Little Yellow River, the world would be free for me. Who could resist me?
Suddenly, the people at the front stopped, and then more and more people reined in their horses.
After a while, Tuo Buhua reined in his horse, with a resolute face that was gloomy and scary. He looked at the river about two feet wide in front of him, with a series of question marks in his head.
Why is there an extra river here? Why didn’t I know about it before?
At this moment, Tuo Buhua deeply doubted whether he had gone the wrong way, "What's going on? Isn't the Little Yellow River ahead?"
A Sunit man who was familiar with the local terrain said bitterly: "Ten miles further on, there should be the Little Yellow River. I have walked this road no less than a hundred times before, so I can't go wrong."
"Since we didn't go the wrong way, why is there an extra river here?"
"this....."
"Actually, there used to be a river here. I heard from the elders in the tribe that it seemed to be called Liusha River. But a few decades ago, in order to facilitate water collection, the flow of Liusha River was cut off and another river was dug, which is now the current river.
Little Yellow River. There is not enough rain here, so the Liusha River gradually dries up. Over time, most people only know that there is a ditch here, but they don’t know that it was once called the Liusha River!"