Pu Suliemeng was right, in front of the slope was the base camp of the Khitan army.
Yeluliuge originally besieged Puxianwannu with five generals, Yelu Sibu, Posha, Yelu'de, Li Jianu, and Yelu Xuehe. He led Yelu Tonggu, Yelu Duli, and other generals to fight with the elite of his headquarters to the north. Soldiers and horses went to Beijing.
The Khitan army that followed him to Xianping Prefecture had risen up and fought in the northeastern interior for two years. It had many experienced veterans and sufficient strength. Therefore, it had been able to fight against two armies at the same time without falling behind.
Yelvsi kept forcing Pu Xianwannu's troops to the last stand.
Just a moment ago, the Li family slaves personally led dozens of soldiers to the platform, killed the enemy general Du Mahun, and almost came face to face with Pu Xianwannu himself. Unexpectedly, Pu Xianwannu had a quick wit and brought the army with him. , the gold beads and money that were supposed to be used to buy soldiers and horses in Beijing were thrown wildly below the platform. The dazzling light attracted the Khitan people who came after them to pick it up one after another. The Li family slaves were unable to survive and had to return to the foot of the mountain. However, at most, it would take another quarter or two. , this battlefield will determine the winner.
And in the north, where the soldiers and horses of Shangjing were fighting, the killing was also inextricable.
Occasionally, the troops and horses showed signs of frustration. Generals such as Tonggu and Dula would lead their own troops into the battle and fight with the enemy generals. They would then implement military law later and kill several low-level officers who were disadvantaged in the battle. In order to boost morale and maintain the situation, the cavalry on the Shangjing Road broke out one after another, but they were still unable to get through the two key passes.
But Brother Yelvliu didn't feel happy at all, nor did he feel any joy about the impending victory, all because a new enemy appeared in the south of his formation.
On the banks of the Mazong River, a cavalry of iron cavalry was like a black dragon carrying the turbid waves, charging towards them. Wherever it went, the Mongolian troops retreated one after another. The number of the cavalry was actually not very large, but the courage to fight to the death was not there at all. It is inferior to any troops and horses that Yelvliu Ge has seen in his life.
Every time they charged, the sound of fighting was loud and loud. Brother Yeluliu looked through the trees and saw that the Mongols tried to stabilize their position four or five times in a row, but failed every time and were defeated every time. This group of armored beasts was forced to retreat.
At this moment, the Mongols were even a little panicked. Even though the two Qianhu nayans, Ketege and Hundugu, tried their best to urge the battle, the retreat momentum became more and more obvious. They couldn't withstand it.
Seeing countless knights rushing back and forth in the narrow valley, people fell off their horses one after another.
But the black wave formed by the crowds of people and horses continued to advance northward. The sounds of weapons clashing, shouts of killing, and horses clashing and neighing were getting closer and closer, and even passed through the mountains and forests to other battlefields in the north. went!
How is that possible? Those are the Mongols! There are actually strong soldiers in this world that the Mongols cannot stop?
From Brother Yeluliu's perspective, it was natural to see that the Mongolian army was forced into a cramped environment where their own tactics could not be used, so they suffered a particular disadvantage.
But even if the environment suffers, the fierceness and tenacity of the Mongols cannot be fake, right?
Brother Yeluliu has been to the grasslands, and he has always believed that the natural conditions on the grasslands are as harsh as those between the white mountains and black waters. The Mongolians survived and grew up in the unbelievably harsh conditions, and the physique and will they developed were just like the Jurchens who flourished back then.
Such tough and hard-working Mongolians, under the iron-like constraints of military law, were able to rampage across thousands of miles of grassland and beat the shit out of both the Xia and Jin kingdoms! In the past two years, the Mongolian army, who were deeply relied upon by Brother Yeluliu,
The four thousand households did repay brother Yeluliu. They fought in the northeastern hinterland and were invincible!
But now, what is going on? The Mongols were actually repelled head-on, and they were about to be defeated before their eyes!
This is so embarrassing!
What's even more frightening is that if the Mongols retreat again, they will retreat to the Khitan army's main formation!
If the Mongols can't resist it, how can the Khitan people stop them?
How can we fight this battle?
It's simply ridiculous. It turns out that the big loss suffered by the Fourth Prince Tuo Lei at the hands of Ding Haijun is true! This Ding Haijun can really take advantage of the head-on confrontation with the Mongols!
Looking at their tactics, they look like the cavalry assaults during the heyday of the Jin Kingdom. Their tactics are extremely skillful and their equipment is frighteningly well-equipped. Who would have thought that Guo Ning, the military commander of the Ding Navy, was actually a Haner?
Brother Yeluliu let out a long sigh.
After sighing, he said in a deep voice: "Send the order and ask Yelu Xuejun and Yelu Dula to withdraw their troops and set up formations along the Mazong River, just in case."
Yelu Xueqian is the eldest son of Brother Yeluliu, and his troops are known as elites. The Khitan army's siege of Puxianwannu has reached its final moment. With or without these troops, the victory is certain.
Brother Yeluliu recalled him, and although he weakened the troops there, he did not show favor to the leader of the Khitan army on the other side of the mountain, Brother Liu's younger brother Yelusi, which showed that he had no intention of sending his eldest son to steal the glory.
As for Yelu Dula, he was the elder brother of Yelu Liuge and had a high prestige in the army. Yelu Xuejun himself was young, and most of the military power of his tribe was controlled by his senior generals. Only Yelu Dula was present in order to take charge of the various ministries and coordinate with him.
The enemy fights.
The cavalry sent the order, took the talisman and the flag, and galloped away.
Brother Yelvliu continued to stare at the battle situation by the Mazong River, feeling that the Mongols seemed to be a little more stable. As long as more than 3,000 Khitan elites of his own entered the battlefield, the situation in the south would not collapse.
As long as Pu Xianwannu is killed, another three to five thousand people can be freed, and then the troops can be withdrawn at nightfall, and this battle cannot be considered lost.
Thinking of this, he separated the forest trees with his hands, walked a few steps towards the Mazong River, and took a closer look.
As far as Yelvliu Ge could see, Han Xuan led his cavalry into the formation and charged eight miles in a row, repelling seven counterattacks organized by the Mongols. Along the Mazhao River, the corpses of Mongolian knights were strewn all over the ground.
The ferocity and terrifying lethality of the Tiefutu were undoubtedly demonstrated under his command. I am afraid that the sudden attack of the iron cavalry when the Jurchens were flourishing was only so powerful.
But the limitations of the iron pagoda are also slowly revealed.
In summer and autumn, the weather is hot, and the knights wear heavy armor and gallop continuously, which consumes a lot of energy and physical strength.
Han Xuan squeezed and squeezed with the majesty of military orders and brought out all the energy of the soldiers, so he almost carried out the vigorous attack outside Haicang Town that day with less troops.
But even he himself, after charging and killing several times, his hands were too heavy to hold the sword and gun. His back was so sore that it was about to twitch, and the hot sweat all over his body flowed like a waterfall, and the sweat filled his boots, which actually felt so heavy.
Can't lift my legs.
He tried his best to cheer up, and kept shouting in a hoarse voice to remind his companions, because if we let down on the battlefield, the result would be death.
However, humans can cheer themselves up, but horses cannot.
The Tiefutu cavalry used specially selected good horses, but these horses were tired. The beach of the Mazhao River was a terrain of intertwined mudflats and gravel beaches. During the series of attacks by the cavalry, at least two
Thirty war horses stuck their hooves and fell to the ground on the beach. Judging from the fatigue of the horses, there will be more to come.
During the last fight, Han Xuan's own horse also fell to the ground. He was unprepared for a moment and rolled off the horse on the spot. He was almost trampled into a pulp by countless iron hooves. His followers frantically rushed forward and rescued him.
, but of the thirty or so riders who were ahead of the rush, less than twenty came back, and all of them lost their fortunes.
At this time, a deputy general rode over and said: "General, although the Mongols are not defeated, they have been clinging to us. I am afraid they plan to counterattack when we are tired! Otherwise, let's retreat first and let Zhang Qian and others come up behind us.
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Han Xuan was furious and pointed his sword at the deputy general: "Commander Jie just said that if the cavalry moves, even mountains of swords and seas of fire will be crushed! Does Commander Jie have any new orders now?"
"No."
"In that case, let's continue to charge!" Han Xuan threw away his mask and said loudly: "This time I will take the lead in the charge!"
The drums rumbled, the armored cavalry cheered up, and everyone shouted loudly, as the general galloped again.
Tiefutu's charge was as powerful as before.
But in the eyes of experienced veterans, they can tell the slight differences.
Brother Yeluliu saw the slowness of the horses when accelerating. He breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "This is what Han'er said, the end of a strong crossbow. Fortunately, fortunately, the entire navy is still a human being after all.
, not a ghost. Now we are stable!"
Beside him, several Khitan military academies all laughed.
At this time, outside the central army, a horse suddenly came running wildly. He did not bother to dismount and shouted: "King of Liao! Marshal Posha's troops were suddenly attacked by enemy cavalry!"
"Posha? Isn't he besieging Puxianwannu?"
"Due to the transfer of General Yelu Xuejun's troops, Marshal Posha was adjusting the station of his troops to prevent the Puxian Wannu from escaping in the chaos. However, unexpectedly, a man suddenly came out of a densely forested ravine in the rear.
Hundreds of light cavalry launch a fierce attack!"
"Hundreds of light cavalry? Who is coming along the way? What is the name of the enemy general?"
"That cavalry team was flying a red flag with no words on it. They heard the enemy soldiers making noises and claimed to be Ding Haijun Guo Jiedu!"
"Guo Ning?!"
Brother Yelvliu turned around in shock. His hand was originally holding on to a branch for support, but he suddenly let go. The flexible branch bounced across his face, and a red mark was cut out immediately.
Brother Yeluliu touched his face, took two steps back and forth, and immediately guessed Guo Ning's intention, and sneered again and again:
"I've heard for a long time that Guo Ning, a certain naval officer, is used to charging into battle with his own bravery. Is this because he wants to take advantage of our army's dispersion and use his light cavalry to penetrate into the weak inner lines and cause chaos? This guy is also a veteran in using cavalry.
But our army is divided into three and four groups, each with no less than four to five thousand elite soldiers! What a wonderful idea he had! The Mongols can withstand the iron pagoda of the Ding Navy. Even if we Khitans are not as powerful as the Mongols,
It won’t be like being ridden lightly..."
Just as he said this, another horse came galloping towards him.
A few feet away, the knight rolled off his saddle and dismounted, staggered and fell in front of Brother Yelvliu, and said in panic: "I'm reporting to the King of Liao that Guo Ning rode into the battle and killed Marshal Po Sha!"