"It's an old acquaintance of mine who's here..." Monk Luo said solemnly.
On the top of the wall at the top of the military fort, there is a narrow gap two or three feet apart. Inside the narrow gap are the soldiers' residences and arsenal. The size of the military fort is not small, but now there are nearly three thousand people crammed into it, and space has to be made for a large number of war horses, so it is inevitably crowded. For example, this room was filled with Li Ting and several of his personal guards.
But at this moment, Monk Luo and Ma Bao also arrived. For the sake of concealment, no one would climb up the wall and look out. The narrow window in Li Ting's house faced the direction of the Mongolian cavalry's advance, so it was very suitable for viewing.
Monk Luo has a huge body and a wide belly. He stood in front of the narrow window and blocked the entire window.
Li Ting was forced to the side by Monk Luo. He was so angry that he jumped up and pushed Monk Luo a few times: "Monk, where do you know your old Mongolian acquaintance? Get out of the way and let me see!"
Ma Bao is not holding it. He was already short and stocky, so he simply squatted down, pushed Monk Luo's belly away, and stretched his head to look under the narrow window.
After just two glances, he was surprised and said: "It's a Tatar! It's Aljinchi from the Mongolian Army Headquarters!"
Monk Luo took two steps back and said, "Only these arrogant Tatars can come so fast! Fortunately, they are so fierce and come all the way into the camp! It's hard to deal with! We are in big trouble now!"
Ma Bao is also an old soldier. When he talks about Aljinchi, he subconsciously calls them Sao Tatars. This is because wherever the Aljin Red Cavalry goes, the stench and fishy wind will surely sweep through them.
Due to environmental constraints, Mongolians almost never take a bath, nor do they know how to wash their clothes. Some Mongolian cavalrymen would not take off their clothes and boots for several years. Some people's skin even stuck to their clothes, and their bodies were covered with moss.
But this kind of torture is nothing compared to the harsh environment on the grassland; it is nothing compared to the danger of death from a long-distance raid by the enemy.
The most common fighting method of the Mongolian army is to run long distances and launch surprise attacks hundreds or even thousands of miles away. And the Aljin Red Cavalry is even better at it.
These Mongol cavalry stopped eating solid food before launching a raid. They mixed the dried beef floss, dried milk and mare's milk into a paste, put it in the sheep's bladder and stuffed it into their robes to keep it warm. If they were hungry, they would open the sheep's bladder and drink.
It is said that if you eat this kind of food, you will produce almost no feces and you will be able to gallop without stopping for more than ten hours.
These Alejin Red Cavalrymen are accustomed to putting on multiple layers of trousers and robes before going out to fight. They do not get off their horses to urinate, but directly release it into their trousers, using their trousers and boot legs to carry the urine. In this way, every knight is really slutty.
Most of Daikin's soldiers would not be able to do such a thing, it would be too shameful. But the Mongol knights won't care.
The recurring black, white, and gray disasters on the grassland have tempered them. The endless massacre and extinction on the grassland have tempered them, giving them rough nerves like steel, and they have become unshakable and indomitable people. A warrior without scruples.
Monk Luo knew that those Ale Jinchi would deliberately drink more water before encountering the enemy, because when they were holding back their urine, the cavalry would subconsciously tighten the belly of the horse to help control the horse.
This is very dangerous for the cavalry. Sometimes the galloping horses would burst the rider's bladder, causing them to die painfully. But the knights don't mind. They do this because when the bladder is full, they will be more sensitive to the vibrations of the horse, which is conducive to the knights forming a tacit understanding between man and horse, and is conducive to the knights charging into battle!
And when the cavalry were tired from long-distance attacks, they prepared special leather ropes for this purpose. After the last change of horses, the Aljinchi will tie their boots to the stirrups with leather ropes.
Once the cavalry gets on the horse, they cannot untie the leather rope. Only after returning to the camp after victory, someone will untie the leather rope for them! Otherwise, you will die on the way to charge!
Such knights are the backbone of every tribe. Many of them are famous on the grassland and are one of the best warriors. But under Genghis Khan's order, they left the familiar grassland and the familiar tribe, gathered under the nine-pin white banner, and would charge forward in every battle.
If you compare the ordinary Mongolian army to wild beasts. So, these Aljinchi are definitely not wild beasts.
Because their weapons are sharper than wild beasts, their actions are faster than wild beasts, and they are more bloodthirsty than wild beasts!
At the same time, they are more tolerant than the dead grass on the prairie. In order to win, to kill, to crush Genghis Khan's enemies, these Mongolian warriors can endure all hardships, surpass all limits, and kill all living creatures!
Monk Luo himself was once an outstanding scout leader on Xijing Road. When Datong Prefecture sent troops to the grassland, he personally served as an outpost. Because of this experience, he was even more sure of Aljinchi's power, so he left immediately with the Mongolian Aljinchi in Suizhou that day, never wanting to fight.
This time, it was Wang Shixian's turn to face a powerful enemy.
"Is Lao Wang successful? Can you withstand it?" Monk Luo felt his scalp was itchy and swollen. He scratched twice hard, making the short and hard stubble make a rustling sound.
At the same time, the Mongolian cavalry, like tigers and leopards, whipped up a black wind and fiercely rushed into the camp, splitting and reuniting in an instant, rushing left and right.
There were defenders in the camp rushing out to stop them. How could the Mongolian cavalry pay any attention to them? They passed the curved-edged swords in their hands flat, and heads flew everywhere from the horses, and blood spattered five steps away.
They charged so fast that the two camps near the wooden bridge had not even had time to close the gates. As a result, the Mongols immediately broke into the interior, slashed and killed, and pulled down many tents in succession, and then trampled over them with their horses, leaving corpses lying on the ground.
The leader of this group of Mongolian cavalry is named Delbatu, and he is Tuo Lei's trusted subordinate. Among the five Uluths to which Tolei belongs, he is also famous as a capable rider.
When Tuo Lei was chasing the Jin army in Tangbo, Hebei Province, Delbatu was coordinating with Aljinchi from various ministries to explore the way south into the Central Plains. However, Tuo Lei was frustrated in Tangbo, which directly led to Tuo Lei himself, and many of his subordinates were reprimanded by Genghis Khan.
Genghis Khan is the most just, and no one will doubt his judgment. But the thunderous look in Genghis Khan's eyes when he was angry was something Delbatu would never forget for the rest of his life, and he would wake up from nightmares for several days in a row.
Delbatu did not participate in that battle, so he was not implicated, which made him feel even more ashamed. Such a fierce battle, but I wasn't there? My knife was not stained with the blood of that golden army?
Shame and anger gave Delbatu ten times the energy.
This time he received the order from the Fourth Prince to act as a forward to intimidate Laizhou. He moved as fast as possible and exhausted more than thirty good horses and two people along the way.
It does not matter. Countless foals are born on the grassland every year, just as countless Mongolians are born every year.
The long journey also made Delbatu very tired. But the joy of fighting in front of him suddenly lifted his spirits and made him tremble all over. When the murderer's wild laughter and the victim's cries for help excited each other, he felt a special joy, so much so that his crotch, which was originally wet and cold, suddenly felt warm.
Delbatu laughed loudly, swung his long knife, passed over the back of a woman's neck, and then slashed hard, cutting off a man's hand. Blood spattered onto his armor, covering it with thick black blood stains. A new layer.
The so-called deterrence of the Mongolian army means killing.
The fourth prince's order is to let Delbatu fight fiercely in Laizhou and use all his strength to create fear and chaos. Only in this way can the Han'er surnamed Guo and his troops be forced out of Yidu City to the west.
This task is too easy!
Delbatu has never seen how brave this Han'er surnamed Guo is. But his subordinates are too weak! What qualifications do such weak men and women have to live in such a rich land? How dare you stand in front of the Mongolian warrior whom Changshengtian loves!
Conflict, run wild, ravage, slash and kill, Delbatu used it to his heart's content.
He led a hundred cavalrymen through the wooden bridge from the east, and they galloped with great power. Hundreds of people in the two camps were killed in the blink of an eye. Some of the remaining people wanted to form a formation to resist. Some rushed to other camps, begging to be opened and let in, while others ran around like headless flies. In the blink of an eye, chaos spread outward from the two camps, like boulders and water, setting off spreading ripples.
The main road inside the camp is in the shape of a cross, dividing the entire camp, which is more than three miles in radius, into four areas. There are also several auxiliary streets that serve as intervals between different camps.
After breaking up the two camps, the Mongolian army gathered its forces slightly and walked through the main and auxiliary streets. They shouted loudly and continued to gallop, as if they were looking for the next camp to attack, and as if they intended to continue deeper.
Next to Wang Shixian, a subordinate said anxiously: "Should we gather all the ministries as soon as possible to resist them? Behind us is the Laoxiao Camp. Many of the families of the soldiers are there. There is no room for loss!"
"The Mongolian cavalry advances and retreats as fast as lightning. If we gather at this time, we will only be led by their noses, no way!"
Wang Shixian looked at the Mongolians baring their teeth and claws indifferently, and took a deep breath: "There are only a hundred Mongolians, why panic! Send an order to each battalion, just say that the small group of Mongolian troops broke up and caused nuisance, and it will be over in a moment! There is no need for the soldiers and civilians to panic, Don't move rashly, build the fort as usual, and kill anyone who leaves the camp!"
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"Steppe Empire": Before mounting the horse, the Mongolian cavalry would put on all the silk underwear and all the felt socks they were issued to make themselves look fat. Even if they really couldn't help but relieve themselves on the horse, It can't be seen from the outside. Because eventually the urine will flow down the silk coat and felt socks into the boots. ...To be honest, I am quite convinced.
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