This kind of fighting situation is an excellent place for personal bravery to be displayed. However, no matter how extraordinary the bravery is, it still depends on luck. Once you fall into a dangerous situation, victory or defeat will be determined by an instant, and life or death will also be determined by an instant.
When Zhabal Fireman fell from the back of the camel, he had completely lost his balance. After all, he was old, and even though he was physically stronger, the flexibility of his muscles, bones and joints could not be compared with that of a young man. His body was twisted like a
The angle hit the ground with a bang, the clanging of armor could not suppress the sound of broken arms or thighs, and the huge scimitar flew to nowhere.
He rolled twice on the ground and struggled to get up. At the same time, he reached behind him with one hand. There was a short knife there, which he usually used for cutting meat. Unexpectedly, the fall just now knocked his iron helmet crooked.
He stood up violently, and the half-face shield used to block the flow of arrows crossed over, blocking his sight.
When he reached out to grab his helmet and shook it from side to side, the navy officers had already arrived.
In the fighting field, no one would fight with a name, but the soldiers' basic eyesight is still there. Who can't tell that this man must be a general in the Mongolian army? Who hasn't seen this man rushing back and forth to kill?
What a fierce look? Who among the soldiers wouldn't want to kill a few Mongolian nobles with his own hands to show his anger?
In the blink of an eye, more than ten cavalrymen arrived first, and then another infantryman rushed towards them with swords. A little slower, the Mongolian cavalry who came to rescue also swarmed in, but drove Guo Ning to the outer circle.
Two groups of people crowded around Zhabal Fire Man and fought intensively. Some people were constantly being slashed and stabbed, and some people kept screaming and moaning. A Mongolian dismounted and walked through, trying to help Zhabal Fire Man who had fallen to the ground.
He was stabbed randomly by iron spears and spears, so that the spear shafts collided with each other and made a loud noise.
A fierce battle broke out suddenly and ended suddenly.
The Mongolian cavalry jumped back violently, and a naval officer picked up Zhabal Fireman's head with a spear and raised it high!
After Guo Ning dragged Zhabal Fireman over, he rode his horse back. While he was looking up at the melee, he violently swung his arm. The arm guard on his right hand was cut off, and after a few swats, it came loose and fell to the ground.
He raised his hand and looked at his arm. He felt that no bones were injured and it did not affect the ability to hold the weapon. He nodded with satisfaction.
After the fierce battle just now, he felt very tired, but looking around, there was still a sound of killing in the wilderness from the Marco Polo River to the Triangle Lake. There were many fewer military flags on his own troops, and the Mongols were in the center and rear of our army.
The raging momentum was about to shake the heavens and the earth.
Guo Ning looked away as if he didn't care, but the hand holding the reins tightened. The soldiers fighting fiercely there were all Guo Ning's companions who had gathered together at great cost and effort! Time is running out, so you have to cheer up.
Quick victory!
Fortunately, the death of the white-haired weirdo in front of them dealt a big blow to the morale of the Mongolians. Seeing his head, many Mongolians exclaimed at the same time, and the timid knights on the periphery of the battlefield shouted kill,
In fact, he reined in his horse and circled it repeatedly, throwing arrows from time to time to show off, but he didn't dare to rush forward and fight for his life.
This little wavering, in Guo Ning's eyes, is an opportunity for his own victory. What's more, under the ebb and flow of each other, the courage of his own soldiers is getting higher and higher. If he charges again, he will directly overwhelm them, and then he will
We’ve arrived at the north bank of Triangle Lake!
The Nine White Silk is there, and Genghis Khan is there.
When it comes to using troops, this overlord on the grassland is naturally very skilled. He surrounded and killed with a large army, which indeed caused unprecedented losses to the navy. However, when Guo Ning came here with an unreasonable conflict, Genghis Khan was suppressed.
When he reaches the edge of the Triangle Lake, where will his retreat be?
At this moment, the Triangle Lake is the anvil and the navy is the hammer. And Genghis Khan himself coming out of the swamp is the target that the hammer wants to smash!
He and the Mongolian nobles around him had nowhere to escape. Could they turn their horses back into the lake, discard their weapons and armor, and swim away together? Guo Ning really wanted to see this scene!
"Herald, your Iron Bone Flower!"
Zhang Peng came over holding the iron bone flower with his face shining brightly. The blood and broken bones and flesh on the iron bone flower had all been wiped clean.
Guo Ning took the iron bone flower, threw it into the air, grabbed it, and raised it high.
His tongue was full of spring thunder, which resounded throughout the battlefield: "All troops, stop entangling and collide with me. Let's kill the Tatar Khan!"
This battle started three days ago and broke out less than half an hour ago. The soldiers of the center and rear army held on desperately for more than three quarters, and the guards fired their iron artillery two quarters ago. All the soldiers
They charged forward one after another and finally drove the group of Mongolian cavalry across the front of the Triangle Lake into chaos.
At this time, Guo Ning finally announced his true goal loudly.
Once you come to Zhongdu, you have to have a decent record in hand, and you can't just go back to Shandong. In this case, you are going to use the trick to kill Genghis Khan on the battlefield!
The soldiers had known this for a long time, but they suddenly realized it now. When everyone heard this cry, they were suddenly aroused with all their strength. The hatred and fury of countless people rose with Guo Ning's cry.
, as if to turn into substance and condense in the sky above the army.
The old soldier Wang Mazi who originally followed Zhang Xin had only half of his body left. Both of his legs were washed into the Lugou River, his hip bones were trampled by the Mongolian cavalry, and his intestines were leaking out from the gap in his belly.
The stock surged out and was washed by the river.
His mind was already blurred, but now he suddenly spit out half of a Mongolian ear from his mouth and murmured: "Kill the Tatar Khan!"
Yiza Chucai once again faced off with the Mongolian cavalry. But how far can a scholar's skill go? After three or two blows, he rolled on the ground again and again, hoping to escape into the bushes. Who knew that the branches and leaves were dead?
After the crashing sound, the Mongolian cavalry did not pursue it.
Yi La Chucai lay on the edge of the bush and raised his head slightly, his expression suddenly excited: "The envoy is up! He wants to kill the Tatar Khan!"
Zhang Hui, who was fiercely pursued by the Chinese army, was sweating profusely. Guo Ning rushed so fast that the infantry could not catch up with the support in time. Seeing that the envoys broke through two formations in a row, Zhang Hui jumped so violently that he almost broke his teeth. In order to relieve the pressure,
Carrying a heavy load and running faster, he immediately threw away his black armor.
At this moment, he was shirtless, with his beard spread out and his halberd spread out, shouting: "Follow me! Kill the Tatar Khan!"
It is several miles west of the battlefield and north of Hema.
The Jurchen guard at Yijin Pass in Bazhou had heard earlier that the battle in Pusan Anzhen was not going well, and he quickly ordered his troops to go out to support him. As a result, he was brutally killed by the Mongols who detoured here yesterday. He was about to turn back and flee, but he was afraid of being ridden by Mongolian sentries.
He was pursued and killed, so he had to hide in a secluded fort surrounded by water on three sides.
Now that the Mongols are here, the servants and evangelists will most likely be doomed. It seems that what they want to intercept is Ding Haijun, so Ding Haijun's Guo Ning will most likely be doomed as well. In this case, what should we do next? Maybe
, Should we surrender to Mongolia?
The Jurchen guard trembled at home and asked his subordinates to stand on the high ground of the camp to watch the battle to the east. However, they suddenly heard a sudden noise on the battlefield, like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
"What are they shouting? Ah?" the Jurchen guard general asked blankly.
The subordinates climbed down the ladder and shouted: "General! Guo Ning has the upper hand. It's the Ding Navy men who are charging. They are shouting, kill the Tatar Khan!"
On the lower reaches of the Lugou River, the fleet from Zhigu Village has neatly broken through the Khitan's obstruction at Liukou and is moving upstream. Because of the rising water in spring, Tongzhou-style ships can sail from here all the way to Guangli Bridge.
.However, due to the rising water in spring, the water flow was very fast, and half of the soldiers helped with the oars and oars, so it still took two days to cover the hundred miles of water.
As they approached the battlefield, they suddenly saw corpses floating along the river. Most of them were Ding Haijun's companions. As they got closer, even closer, the soldiers who were familiar with hydrology could vaguely feel that the river was turning red and the waves were rolling.
Sometimes, the smell of blood comes out.
It is obvious that our own soldiers were attacked by the Mongols by the river and suffered heavy casualties! Did the missionary lose the battle? Did the missionary's plan fail? Could it be that our missionary still suffered losses on the battlefield?
The officers and soldiers on one ship were all very serious, and some were busy trying to salvage the bodies. Chen Ran stood on the front deck of the first ship with a knife in hand, his face was ashen, and he had no words except to urge the boat to row.
Liu Ran came out of the cabin and wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know what to say. He didn't know the ambassador Guo at all, but he knew the Mongols quite well. So he even felt that any strong general or general would not be able to do anything.
It was impossible to match against the elite troops led by Genghis Khan. Guo Xuanshi was too arrogant to have a fight with Genghis Khan, and it was inevitable that he would end up with such casualties.
At this moment, both of them heard shouts in the distance.
"Did you hear it? Did you hear it?" Chen Ran jumped up.
Liu Ran was overjoyed for a moment, but also found it unbelievable. He held the side of the boat and said in a trembling voice: "I heard it! Are our soldiers charging? Are they shouting, Kill the Tatar Khan?"