Shortly after the infantry army arrived in the south of the city and set up their formation, the horse army set off.
Jia Hui divided the cavalry army into two teams. One team was led by himself, and the other team was handed over to his deputy, Lin Jin, the admiral of Xianwu Camp.
Lin Jin was also a veteran in the army, and he was also a general who was good at horse fighting in the Daqi army. However, Lin Jin was better at attacking with light cavalry, so Jia Hui sent Guan Sheng and his Qianhu who were good at charging to him. .
Following Jia Hui's order, when he saw the Yuan army beginning to charge towards the right wing of the infantry, Lin Jin was able to lead his men to bypass the infantry and go straight into the second wave of Yuan troops who were turning to implement Mangu.
Lin Jin was also a veteran in the army, and he had good timing. After seeing the sky full of yellow sand on the right wing, Lin Jin ordered the heavy cavalry led by Guan Sheng to charge.
Under the cover of the right wing and the rear army, he just happened to bump into the Yuan army Minhan Nayan who was detouring to the left after shooting a round of arrows...
Guan Sheng slashed his sword, and it hit Minhan Nayan's chest instantly. Minhan Nayan's breastplate collapsed instantly, and he was knocked off his horse by the sword. He died on the spot. Guan Sheng did not stop and turned his horse to the left. He crashed into the turning Yuan army. Shocked by the sudden appearance of the Qi army's cavalry, the Yuan army subconsciously pulled the horse's reins and slowed down. Guan Sheng found the right moment, shouted loudly, and waved the Yanyue knife. Rushed in.
Lin Jin, who was following behind, did not continue to follow Guan Sheng, but took advantage of his own advantages and rushed straight towards the remaining two groups of Yuan troops in the east city, and exchanged shots with the Yuan troops.
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The battle in Xicheng happened a little earlier than that in Dongtou.
Located behind the hillside just south of the city, the 25,000 horse army led by Jia Hui himself was hiding here.
"General, the Yuan army in the west city has moved!" Feeling the thunderous sound of horse hooves in the north, Yang Zhi walked over and said to Jia Hui, who closed his eyes to rest.
"Yeah, I got it." Jia Hui stopped immersed in the small map and looked back.
While waiting, the heavy cavalrymen had already put armor on their horses. After feeding the horses some beans, they began to inspect the horses and their own equipment.
This expedition brought a total of 1,500 pieces of equipment, leaving 100 to guard the city. The rest, Jia Hui and Lin Jin each led 700 cavalry.
The rest are all light cavalry with only knights wearing armor.
"Get on the horse!" Jia Hui shouted to the back, stepped on the wooden pier and got on the horse. The 700 heavy cavalry behind him also mounted the war horse with the help of the auxiliary soldiers.
The light cavalry at the rear saw the actions of the people in front and jumped on their horses consciously.
Looking at the auxiliary soldiers who were helping Zhong mount his horse, Jia Hui also felt a little emotional.
If Timur's so-called "million-strong army" hadn't come to attack, the towns in the northwest would be so troubled that even the immature auxiliary soldiers of each town at that time would be incorporated into the battle order, so that as an auxiliary soldier, he could seize the opportunity to stand out. …
When the auxiliary soldiers left the queue, Jia Hui turned to look at Yun Yu.
"Commander, we will finally defeat the enemy!"
After saying that, Jia Hui rode away quickly. The knights behind him followed suit and paid attention to Yun Yu, then followed Jia Hui and left.
The young auxiliary soldiers came behind Yun Yu and watched with envy as Da Qi's most elite cavalry stepped onto the battlefield that belonged to them.
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Walking quickly all the way to the small mountain pass, Jia Hui kicked the horse's belly. The horse understood and began to accelerate. The heavy riders behind him also increased their speed.
The Ma army was divided into 10 teams of 5,000 men by Jia Hui, five on each side of the east and west, and charged in sections.
The light cavalry rushed out of the valley and passed the seven hundred heavy cavalry, wrapping up the heavy cavalry and rushing north.
After the Anxi Protectorate was established, all front-line troops in the country also replaced their war horses, especially giving priority to the heavy cavalry. As a result, the heavy cavalry could keep pace with the light cavalry in a short period of time, at least , one mile is still ok.
Unlike the Eastern Front, the Yuan Army on the Western Front discovered the light cavalry as soon as the ground shook with their speed.
Tumian Nayan and Daolegen, who commanded the cavalry army on the western front, also discovered the Qi cavalry rushing towards his army.
Unlike Meng Gen on the Eastern Front, the over 40-year-old man did not charge forward, but followed at the back.
"The enemy is attacking, hurry up, blow the enemy trumpet!" Dao Legen stared at the Qi cavalry getting closer and closer to the center, and ordered to the trumpeter.
Several trumpeters received the order and immediately blew the trumpets one after another to order to meet the enemy.
If nothing else goes wrong, the Qi army will hit the middle of the second wave of cavalry. However, after a commotion, the second wave of cavalry was whipped a few times by the subordinate officers accompanying the army. After being whipped a few times, the Qi army calmed down and continued to charge forward.
The third wave of cavalry, which was about fifty steps behind the second wave of cavalry, heard the sound of the horn from the rear. The leader, Minhan Nayan, immediately turned to the right and headed towards the Qi army.
Lin Chong gripped the spear pole tightly, took a deep breath, and at the moment when he met Min Han of the Yuan army on the opposite side, he deflected the spear head thrust out from the opposite side, swung the spear to the right with both hands, and hit it hard. Min Han pulled his horse from Nayan's mask, and was soon submerged by the hooves of both sides, making no sound.
Lin Chong kept waving his long spear, rushing into the enemy's formation as if he was entering an uninhabited territory, creating a gap for the Qi army behind him. The army followed the gap and attacked into the Yuan army. The Yuan army's cavalry was soon cut vertically. Two halves.
The light cavalry in the rear accelerated their horses and rushed forward, surrounded the divided Yuan army, and attacked the Yuan army with only two or three rows left from both sides with Paoze on the inside.
"Let Yang Zhi charge eastward!" Jia Hui, who was hiding in the formation, shouted towards the trumpeter.
The trumpeter understood and blew the suona hard, and the trumpeters behind him followed suit.
Yang Zhi, who was following the second half of the team, heard the suona sound that had been agreed upon long ago and immediately understood.
"Come on me for those behind!" Yang Zhi raised his steel gun and shouted back, turned his horse's head and rushed to the right. The troops following him from the Fourth Cavalry on the Western Front understood and also rushed to the right.
The first wave of cavalrymen of the Yuan Army also encountered the same fate as the friendly troops on the eastern front. They were blocked by the hidden chains on the chariot and turned upside down. The second wave of cavalrymen quickly turned to the right, took out their bows and arrows and shot at the Qi army.
Suddenly there was a sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer on the right side. Minhan Nayan, who was leading the team, looked to the right and saw a group of heavy cavalry rushing towards him with a large number of light cavalry.
"Run!" Upon seeing this, Minhan Nayan kicked the horse's belly and ran forward. The second wave of cavalry and part of the first wave of cavalry behind him also started running with him.
On his left is the Qi Army's position. The Qi Army cavalry rushing over cannot attack their own military formation. They only need to run out of a certain range. Then it will depend on the quality of their cavalry.
At this moment, Yang Zhi led 300 heavy cavalry and 1,000 light cavalry to break away from the large army and rushed towards the first wave of cavalry who had not broken into the army and were turning around and retreating. On the other side, the remaining five thousand cavalry were taken away by Cheng Yi, the commander of Yangwei Battalion, and rushed towards the second wave of cavalry that escaped.
The second wave of Minhan rushed out of the encirclement on the left wing as he wished. Just as he was about to turn to the right to fight with the Qi army just now, he bumped into the ferocious face of the commander of the Zhenwei Battalion who was leading the fifth cavalry...
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Although Lin Chong had been struggling to kill the enemy, he eventually slowed down as the Yuan army continued to be replenished and his own physical strength was depleted.
Lin Chong frowned, and suddenly heard the sound of a suona from behind him. Lin Chong's tiger body shook, and a force emerged from his body again.
"Break out from both sides!" Lin Chong shouted and rushed out. His deputy Qianhu also began to rush forward, instantly making an empty path.
Seeing this, the Yuan army in front, Zawen Nayan, picked up his spear and rushed towards the empty road. He wanted to cut the Qi army in half, and then slowly strangle the Qi army's cavalry with the advantage of their numbers.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Zhawen Nayan became distracted. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest, as if he was flying. Oh no, he was just flying. Zhawen Nayan endured the pain and looked at his chest. One shot The eight-edged armor-piercing awl was inserted in the middle of his chest. He raised his head and saw a heavy armored cavalry covered in black armor and wearing a devilish copper mask, carrying a spear eight feet long and looking at him indifferently...
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Seeing that Lin Chong was moving slower and slower, Jia Hui knew it was time for him to appear and shouted to the trumpeter. After the bugler blew the trumpet that signaled Jia Hui's personal demise, Jia Hui kicked the horse's belly and rushed forward, stabbing through a man in iron armor who looked like a young officer with a handsome face. , Jia Hui swung hard to the right, stopped paying attention to that person, and continued to rush forward.
That Zhawen Nayan instantly broke away from his head and knocked over several Yuan troops. Several Qi army knights swarmed up and took the opportunity to finish them off.
Jia Hui's horse, which is also considered the best among Ili horses, kicked the ground hard with its hind legs, bursting out with an astonishing charging speed in a short distance, rushing through the ranks of the Yuan army.
Jia Hui, who was making full use of his strength, swung the long stick in his hand faster and faster. At first, he kept swinging in a small area, and then he started sweeping the stick with both hands. The Yuan army, which was not wearing armor, could not stop him. They could only watch as the black-armored general's long spear smashed his body into pieces.
There were also some who were far away and were lucky enough to be swept by the spear, but their stomachs were also cut open. They could only use their hands to stuff the severed intestines that flowed out of their stomachs, and then they were killed by Qi Jun who followed closely. Cut off the head with a knife.
It was getting brighter and brighter in front of Jia Hui, and it seemed that he had reached the end of the battle. He knocked on the horse's belly to speed up again. The horse's head was lowered, and the speed increased a lot. Soon, when the last two enemies blocking the road were Jia Hui swept to death, and an empty grassland appeared in front of Jia Hui. The strong sunlight even made Jia Hui feel uncomfortable.
Suddenly, a big man on horseback wearing original color iron armor entered Jia Hui's sight. The sturdy middle-aged man was surrounded by a circle of armored Yuan army officers. The middle-aged man was also shocked by Jia Hui's force, and also He looked at the black-armored general not far from him.
Eyes meet.
This is a big fish!
Damn it, he's targeting me!
Dao Legen was shocked, and immediately turned his horse and galloped towards the barracks behind.
"Stop him quickly!"
When the remaining junior officers saw Jia Hui rushing over with a gun eight feet long, their scalps went numb for a moment, but the general had already given the order, so they had no choice but to rush forward.
"Brothers, there is only one of him, don't be afraid, rush over together, he can still kill everyone in one go!" Minhan Nayan yelled, and immediately rushed over.
A flash of guilt suddenly flashed through the hearts of several young officers, blaming themselves for being timid, and it was not Battelle's fault.
"Your Majesty is right, brothers, come with me and rush over!" How could the young men endure such humiliation? Howling, they rushed forward and gradually caught up with Minhan Nayan who rushed out. Minhan Nayan smiled happily at the people. The young men whipped their horses a few more times and rushed out with strange screams, surpassing Minhan Nayan in an instant.
After all the young people surpassed him, Minhan smiled happily when he saw this, and immediately turned his horse's head and headed towards the northwest...
Talent.
Jia Hui said with emotion after watching this scene completely.
He glanced at these agitated fools with pity, shook his head, raised his horse and ran over to them.
The eight-edged armor-breaking awl instantly pierced a person's chest. Jia Hui swung it hard to the left. The man hung on the tip of the axe, and Jia Hui smashed him and his ax onto the other person.
Jia Hui swung it hard to the right again. The person hanging on the tip of the spear flew out and fell to the ground. It bounced twice and stopped. The head of the spear that was swung to the right instantly cut off a tabin. Nayan's arm and head were chopped between the ribs. Tabin Nayan's horse rushed out with its owner, and Jia Hui pulled out the head.
A cold light struck from the left, and the young general of the Yuan Army seemed to be throwing the spear in his hand. He grabbed the tail of the spear with both hands and stabbed it fiercely.
It was too late to swing to the left. Jia Hui raised his left arm and ducked to the right. The tip of the spear passed by quickly, and the sharp tip of the spear cut open the clothes of Jia Hui's left armpit.
Suddenly, Jia Hui raised his left hand and lowered it to support the opponent's gun barrel. He grabbed the young general's spear with his left hand and thrust it forward hard. The brass tail of the gun straightened up and hit the young general's abdomen in an instant. Push him off his horse.
When a young general with a knife saw this, he roared and charged towards Jia Hui.
Jia Hui did not let go of the spear, but slightly changed the angle. With the help of horse power, the brass tail of the spear was inserted into the young general's throat, and then he flicked it upwards. Wei immediately smashed the jaw of the attacking young man with the knife. The young man with the knife rolled his eyes, fell from his horse, and started twitching when the back of his head hit the ground.
After a few moves, the Yuan army generals who rushed over were all wiped out. Minhan, who glanced back from time to time, was so angry that he beat the war horse desperately, and the horse ran faster after suffering the pain.
Jia Hui raised the spear in his left hand, holding the barrel of the spear in his backhand, with the head of the spear facing forward. After estimating the distance between himself and the fleeing general, he united his waist and horse, used his left arm and threw the spear in his hand as a throwing spear. .
The fugitive Minhan's face suddenly hit the horse's neck, and a sharp pain suddenly came from his back. When he wanted to bend down and reach back, his chest also hurt.
Minhan's right hand unconsciously touched his chest, and then he looked at the tip of the gun that pierced his chest in disbelief. Warm blood gushed out from his mouth and sprayed on his chest. The tip of the spear was mixed with the blood that flowed from his chest. It dripped down the tip of the spear and onto the neck of the war horse, dyeing the snow-white mane of his beloved horse red.
Life quickly passed from his chest, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pink tender flesh again. Minhan lay weakly on his beloved horse's neck, his cheek pressed against the red Mane, body tilted and fell off the horse.
