The soldiers behind the formation threw down their weapons, stepped over the discarded flags, and ran wildly.
The soldiers in the front team who were still supporting took a moment to look back. Their legs immediately became weak and they shouted in panic: "The general has run away! The general has run away!"
The more fierce and brave officers yelled: "Don't run! Stop and fight!"
Before he could finish his words, Xiao Mo Le rushed towards him with an arrow, exerted force with both arms at the same time, and slashed horizontally with his sword.
At this time, the weapon in his hand was changed to a long knife with a ridged ring. The heavy blade slashed into the officer's helmet, taking away half of his head horizontally, just like opening a steaming white porcelain tea cup.
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As soon as the officer fell, dozens of soldiers around him fled.
When they fled, there were no companions on the entire battlefield who insisted on fighting. The ferocious animal nature faded from them, and it seemed that in an instant, these soldiers turned back into gray-haired old men or young men with immature faces.
Facing the fierce offensive of Guo Zhongyuan's troops, they were like trembling lambs, being killed in rows.
Such a scene suddenly made Xiao Mo Le feel uninterested.
He stood up straight and looked around. The wind in the wilderness was blowing, the sun was shining, and the armor of many people reflected the light, which was a bit dazzling. Countless enemies swayed and fled in front of him, as if a floodgate had been opened.
Floods are like pigs and sheep without the ability to resist.
In the back row of our own military formation, more and more soldiers formed small teams and launched pursuits, killing the lagging enemies like felling trees. However, the enemy troops did not dare to stop and resist, but ran as hard as they could, still colliding with each other.
As for being trampled to death, it was a mess all over the ground.
He exhaled heavily and suddenly felt pain all over his body. He threw the long knife away and walked back.
He was so fierce in the battle, but now he was so tired. Xiao Mo Le walked a few steps, took a breath, and swayed for a while before arriving at a collapsed village more than a hundred steps behind.
Remains of the house.
This village house was originally controlled by an elite group of enemy troops. When Guo Zhongyuan led his headquarters to advance, he smashed their defenses, captured this place, and repelled two counterattacks in succession. The change of hands of the ruins here may have
It is one of the key points of the entire battle.
At this moment, Guo Zhongyuan had just sent out several groups of soldiers responsible for the pursuit.
After this fight, he roared so much that his voice was completely hoarse. Youxin brought him a water bottle from the bottle. He opened the bottle, sipped it in small sips, and stuffed a small piece of scone into his mouth.
.But sometimes, he would suddenly feel nauseous and spit out the water he drank. This was a sign of physical and mental exhaustion.
Not far from him, Zhang Chi sat motionless with his head lowered.
Xiao Molele waved his hand to Zhang Chi, but did not see Zhang Chi's response. After walking a few steps, he saw that the side of Zhang Chi's eye socket was pierced by a stray arrow. The piercing was very deep. The arrow cluster could not be pulled out at all, so it had to be cut off first.
Arrow shaft. He wrapped the exposed short arrow shaft with a ball of linen cloth and covered the wound. Blood slowly oozed out from the wound, and transparent body fluids soaked into the linen cloth and flowed along his arm.
Someone beside me said in a trembling voice: "It's okay, it's okay, the bleeding will stop soon."
The rest of the people around him were very depressed. Everyone knew that Zhang Chi would most likely not survive. This might be his last period of time, and no one dared to disturb him.
Further back, there were soldiers walking sporadically on the battlefield. Experienced officers shouted and led the soldiers to inspect the corpses, and ordered some soldiers who had no blood on their hands to apply wounds to the injured enemies.
Some injured enemy soldiers were stabbed, but they may not die immediately. They wailed like ghosts and wolves, or cursed and insulted madly, until the soldiers were urged by the officers to slash them a second time, or even a third time.
Knife, the sound of people suddenly stopped.
There were also some enemy soldiers who hid among the corpses and pretended to be dead. When the soldiers who were finishing the last attack approached, they jumped out of the pile of corpses and ran wildly, and then they were shot by arrows and turned into hedgehogs.
There were also a large number of corpses of our own soldiers scattered on the battlefield.
Of course, the Ding Navy won this battle, but during the stalemate between the two sides, the Ding Navy suffered much more casualties than the enemy. Because many officers and soldiers had not received sufficient military training, the entire unit could not be said to be very close.
The situation of coordination and stalemate was completely created at the cost of human lives.
In order to win, Guo Zhongyuan was unreasonable and showed no concern for the lives of his soldiers, which resulted in this situation. In fact, if the enemy had persisted for a while, they might have won.
Fortunately, there are no ifs.
The weather has cooled down now, so disposing of the corpses is not an urgent priority. Only a small number of soldiers are slowly digging holes next to the village houses. Strictly speaking, it doesn't make any difference whether they dig a hole or not. In the end, there will always be wild dogs and other beasts.
There are also crows and eagles coming to feast on the food.
Xiao Molele suddenly noticed that an acquaintance was being carried by two soldiers.
"etc!"
He yelled, took a few steps forward, and found that the person being carried was indeed Xu Gou'er, his own shady house.
Xiao Mo Le remembered that Xu Gou'er had a lame mother-in-law, a younger brother Xu Zhu'er, and two daughters. This man was good at farming and had many ideas. That day Guo Jieshuai ordered to join the army, and he
He is also the first person to respond.
However, this man is dead now. There is a long wound on his chest and abdomen. The wound is very deep and his internal organs can be seen. The two soldiers carried him in a very unceremonious manner, shaking him so much that his internal organs were
They were almost dragged out.
Xiao Mo Le said in a deep voice: "Be careful!"
The two soldiers nodded repeatedly and walked away awkwardly.
Xiao Molele didn't pay much attention. Back then, he was struggling in the bitter cold of the Northeast and had eaten dead human flesh. But this time there were too many dead and wounded soldiers. Placing them better would help boost the morale of the remaining troops.
"General Guo! General Xiao! We have captured a high official!"
The sound of horse hooves in the distance was the return of the first cavalry sent in pursuit.
The cavalry officer dismounted loudly and dragged down from his deputy a young man bound with a horse's girdle.
The officer's action was very rough and he threw the young man to the ground. The young man's face hit the gravel on the ground, and the linen wrapping his face tore and began to bleed. The young man did not struggle to get up, and his face was pressed against the ground.
Hit the ground and just lie there.
"Who is this?" Guo Zhongyuan asked softly.
"General Guo, I heard from the prisoners that this man is a close associate of the Black Tartar Khan, named Zhao Yan... He was originally the guard general of Feihu Pass, and he was also the enemy general who came to attack this time!" the cavalry officer said proudly.
Authentic: "This guy has a few men who dare to fight. It took us a lot of effort to catch him!"
Guo Zhongyuan nodded, but before he said anything, Zhao Yan suddenly turned over and narrowed his eyes to look at Guo Zhongyuan.
"General Guo? Are you not Guo Ning?"
"There is no use of a bull's knife in killing a chicken. To deal with people like you, I am enough. I am the third general under Guo Jiedu, Guo Zhongyuan."
"Is this really the case?" Zhao Qian smiled bitterly: "You are not Guo Ning, and you are not the main force of the Ding Navy. We have been deceived?"
"That's right. Most of us are the newly recruited soldiers of Guo Jieshuai in Laizhou."
The last bit of Zhao Yan's energy and energy was drained away.
He was defeated by a group of soldiers... He fell to the ground and looked at the dark sky.
Someone picked off Zhao Jin's head with his hand and carefully studied the injury on his cheek: "This guy looks seriously injured, but it is an old injury and is almost healed. I think we might as well send him back to Laizhou to ask for merit."
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It turns out that it’s not easy to die. I didn’t die when I defended myself against the Mongols at Feihu Pass, I didn’t die when I attacked Lizhou, and I didn’t die when I attacked Zizhou. After fighting for the Mongols for several months, my hands
His body was covered in blood, but he had been alive. Now, he had to bear the humiliation of being defeated by an unknown general, and then was transported to the enemy's base camp for others to point out!
I, Zhao Quan, have been practicing literature and martial arts since I was a child, and I am determined to make great achievements and write famous books and silk books. The reason why I surrendered to the Mongols at Feihu Pass that day was to keep myself useful, and also to save the lives of my companions, with the intention of making further plans in the future.
Big event. As a result, this is what we will get?
Ridiculous and deplorable.
Zhao Jin suddenly burst out laughing. He laughed, gasped, and hissed: "Then you are dead."
"What did you say, bitch?" An officer was taken aback and yelled angrily.
"You are dead!" Zhao Yan said with a smile: "You pretended to be Guo Ning's main force, and you pretended to be very successful. But no matter what Guo Ning wants to do, you people are just bait! The more you pretend, the more you pretend to be,
The faster you die! The elite cavalry of the Mongolian army will arrive soon! You are dead! You will not be able to resist the elite of the Great Mongolia no matter what! You are finished!"
He shouted with all his strength: "I tell you! You are all finished!"
Many soldiers came to see Guo Zhongyuan.
"Kill him quickly! Hurry!" Guo Zhongyuan waved his hand.
A soldier came up quickly, took out a short knife from his waist, and touched Zhao Yan's neck. Zhao Yan only yelled but did not struggle.
The next moment, he couldn't breathe. He felt a cold feeling on his neck, his body slowly stiffened, and his eyes slowly turned dark.