Pu Suliemeng was right. In front of the slope was the base camp of the Khitan army.
Yeluliuge originally besieged Puxianwannu with his five generals Yelusibu, Posha, Yelude, Li Jianu, and Yeluxuehe. He led Yelu Tonggu, Yelu Dula, Zhuobo and other generals to fight north with his elite troops. Soldiers and horses went to Beijing.
The Khitan army that followed him to Xianping Prefecture has since revolted and fought in the northeastern interior for two years. It has many experienced veterans and sufficient troops. Therefore, even though we had fought against two armies at the same time before, we were still able to avoid falling behind.
Yelusi kept forcing Pu Xianwannu's troops to the last stand.
Just a moment ago, Li Jianu personally led dozens of soldiers onto the platform, killed the enemy general Du Mahun, and almost came face to face with Pu Xianwannu himself. Unexpectedly, Pu Xian Wannu was so quick that he threw the gold beads and money he had brought with the army and used to buy the soldiers and horses in the capital to the bottom of the platform. The dazzling sparkle attracted the Khitan people who came to pick it up one after another. The Li family slaves were unable to continue. Don’t go back down the mountain. However, in at most a quarter or two, the winner will be decided on this battlefield.
And in the north, where the soldiers and horses of Shangjing were fighting, the killing was also inextricable.
Occasionally, when the troops and horses faltered, Tonggu, Dula and other generals would lead their own troops into the battle to fight the enemy generals. He then implemented military law later and killed several low-level officers who were disadvantaged in the battle, forcibly boosting morale and maintaining the situation. The cavalry on the Shangjing Road broke out one after another, but they still failed to get through the two key passes.
But Brother Yeluliu didn't feel happy at all, and he didn't feel the slightest pleasure of victory, all because a new enemy appeared in the south of his own array.
On the banks of the Mazong River, a group of iron cavalry, like a black dragon carrying the turbid waves, rushed towards them. Wherever it went, the Mongolian troops retreated one after another. The number of the iron cavalry was actually not very large, but the courage and bravery of the desperate battle were no less than any troops Yelvliu Ge had seen in his life.
Every time they charged, the sound of fighting was loud and loud. Brother Yeluliu looked through the layers of trees and saw that the Mongols tried to stabilize their position four or five times in a row, but failed every time. Each time, they were forced back by these armored beasts.
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 was becoming more and more obvious. If they couldn't stand it, they couldn't.
Seeing countless knights rushing back and forth in the narrow valley, people fell from their horses one after another.
But the black wave formed by the crowds of people and horses continued to advance northward, and the sounds of clashing weapons, shouts of death, and horses charging and neighing were getting closer and closer, and even passed through the mountains and forests to other battlefields in the north. went!
How can it be? Those are the Mongols! Are there actually strong soldiers in this world that the Mongols can't stop?
From Brother Yeluliu's perspective, it was natural to see that the Mongolian army was forced into a cramped environment where it was difficult for their own tactics to 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 grassland, and he has always believed that the natural conditions on the grassland are as bad as those between the white mountains and black waters. Those Mongolians survived and grew up in unbelievably harsh conditions, and the physique and will they developed were just like the vigorous Jurchens back then.
Such tough and hard-working Mongolians, under the iron-like constraints of military law, were able to roam thousands of miles of grasslands and beat the crap out of both Xia and Jin! In the past two years, the four thousand households of the Mongolian army who were deeply relied on by Brother Yeluliu have indeed repaid Brother Yeluliu. They have been fighting in the northeastern hinterland and are invincible!
But now, what's going on? The Mongols were actually repelled head-on and were about to be defeated?
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 Khitans 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 was true! This navy can really take advantage of the head-on confrontation with the Mongols!
Looking at their fighting methods, they are 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 sighed.
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 Xuejun is the eldest son of Brother Yeluliu, and his troops are known as elite soldiers. The Khitan army's siege of Puxianwannu has reached its final moment. With or without this army, it will be won.
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 is the elder brother of Yelu Liuge and has a high prestige in the army. Yelu Xuejun himself was young, and most of his military power was controlled by his senior generals. Only Yelu Duli was present in order to be able to lead all the ministries and fight with the enemy.
The cavalrymen who 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 more steps towards the Mazong River, and took a closer look.
As far as Brother Yeluliu 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 lower back was so sore that it was about to twitch, and hot sweat flowed from all over his body like a waterfall. The sweat filled his boots, and he felt so heavy that he could not lift his 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, people can force themselves to cheer up, but horses cannot.
The Tiefutu cavalry used specially selected good horses, but these horses were tired. The beach of the Mazong River is a terrain of intertwined mud flats and gravel beaches. During the continuous assault by the cavalry, at least twenty or thirty war horses stuck their hooves and fell to the ground on the beach. Judging from the exhaustion of the horses, there were still more There will be more.
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, and was almost trampled into a pulp by countless iron hoofs. The followers frantically rushed forward to rescue him, but of the thirty or so riders who rushed forward, less than twenty were able to return, and all of them suffered losses.
At this time, a deputy general rode over and said: "General, although the Mongols are not defeated, they have been clinging to us. I'm afraid they plan to counterattack when we are tired! Otherwise, let's retreat first and let Zhang Qian and others come up behind us. ?」
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 visor 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 differences.
Brother Yeluliu noticed the sluggishness 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 navy is all human 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 ran towards me. He didn't bother to dismount and shouted: "King of Liao! Marshal Po Sha's troops were suddenly attacked by enemy cavalry!"
"Posha? Isn't he besieging Puxianwannu?"
"Due to the transfer of General Yelvxue's troops, Marshal Posha was adjusting the station of his troops to prevent the Puxian Wannu from escaping in the chaos. But unexpectedly, a man suddenly came out from a densely forested ravine in the rear. Hundreds of light cavalry launch a fierce attack!"
"Hundreds of light cavalry? Who is coming from this way? Who is the name of the enemy general?"
"That cavalry was flying a red flag with no words on it. I heard the enemy soldiers making noises and claimed to be Dingjun Guo Jiedu!"
"Guo Ning?!"
Brother Yelvliu turned around in shock. His hand was originally clinging to a branch for strength, but now he suddenly let go, and the flexible branch bounced across his face, cutting a red mark 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 long ago 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 stir up trouble? This guy is also a veteran in using cavalry. But our army is divided into three or 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’s not like I’m just being ridden lightly…”
Just as he said this, another horse came galloping over.
A few feet away, the knight rolled off his saddle and dismounted, staggered and fell in front of Brother Yelvliu, and said in panic: "Let me report to the King of Liao that Guo Ning rode into the battle and killed Marshal Po Sha!"
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