Among the Mongols who survived the explosion was Centurion Zana of the Xue Army.
The name Zana means elephant. Zana was stronger than ordinary people when he was born, and he became as strong as an adult, just like the legendary elephant. But after the flames of the iron artillery explosion swept away, Zana ran aimlessly among the thick smoke, just wanting to curl up and become smaller.
Beside him, someone was screaming, someone was bleeding, and a horse was jumping wildly and knocking the knight on his back to the ground. There was chaos everywhere. Zana saw that at least two centurions no longer existed, and his own centurions did not know where they were.
After riding the horse and running around for a while, the smoke around him dispersed slightly. Only then did he realize that his face was covered with a large splash of flesh and blood, and he didn't know which part of his body it came from.
Suddenly there was the sound of horse hooves behind him. Zana turned around and looked over. It was another centurion he was familiar with, Durena. He urged his horse to pass by Zana and shouted repeatedly: "Don't panic. Since the enemy is rushing up, they can't use firearms... Where are your men? Let them hold on and kill the enemy!"
Durena is not a name, but a title, which means flying, and is used to praise excellent riding skills. At this time, he was purely using his legs to control the horse. While shouting, he could also turn his body half sideways to fire arrows.
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An infantryman of the Ding Navy was hit between the eyebrows by an arrow from a distance of less than ten steps, and immediately screamed and fell to the ground. But more Ding navy officers still swarmed forward. Through the plumes of thick smoke, Durena couldn't see clearly, but it was estimated that there were at least several hundred in number. He ignored any more shouting to supervise the battle, and instead took aim with his bow from left to right, figuring out which officer-looking enemy to shoot at.
Just when he hesitated for a moment, Zana pointed to his side and shouted: "Get out of the way!"
There was a low bush next to Durena. Because it had been blasted by the iron cannon, the dead branches inside crackled and burned, igniting the wet branches and leaves, and sending up thick smoke.
At this time, the thick smoke was suddenly pushed away, and the green horse jumped over the bushes.
Guo Ning charged two hundred steps in one breath and hit the iron bone flower no less than dozens of times. Even though he has great physical strength, he is a little tired now. So he changed his position and used the strength of his waist and abdomen to lift Tie Guduo from bottom to top.
The dense metal protrusions hit Durena's jaw squarely. Dole's mouth full of dozens of teeth flew away first, and then the bones and flesh that made up the face flew up. When Tie Guduo reached its highest point, the back half of Durena's head was embedded in the helmet and flew into the air.
Duler's headless body still held a long bow across his body, in a defensive posture, and soon fell off his horse.
Half of the head and helmet were spinning in the air, spraying red and white liquid in circles. Zana was caught off guard and had his face poured all over again.
His mind went blank, so he turned his horse and ran back.
The Mongolian army came out of the wetland and faced Ding Haijun head-on, without moving very far. When Zana urged his horse forward, he looked back to see where Genghis Khan's white banner was, half expecting the Great Khan to see him slashing down the enemy.
But at this moment, he just felt that he was too far away from the team behind him. He was already covered in sweat, and even the silk underwear under his armor and stomach was soaked with sweat, but he still could not escape to a safe place. There seems to be less gunpowder smoke around, but there are still a lot of Mongolian cavalry running around. Several centurions like him shouted loudly for people to gather, but no one paid attention.
Zana felt that his heart was beating loudly and his lungs were burned dry by the flames. He took off the water bag with trembling hands and poured it into his mouth.
Zana's father was a leader of the Uluru tribe. He served for the Great Khan in the Battle of Thirteen Wings. He also followed the Great Khan to visit Wanyan Xiang, the Prime Minister of the Jin Kingdom. His qualifications were very high and his merits were sufficient. Unfortunately, he died in the battle at the gate of Oruohai while attacking the Dangxiang people. Yanshu Chitai, the powerful leader of the Uluru tribe, immediately handed over all the tribes that should belong to Zana to his own son Bojian.
But Zana didn't care at all, and even thought these tribal leaders were extremely stupid. Under the leadership of Genghis Khan, the Great Mongolia will sweep away enemies from all over the world and plunder endless pastures, livestock, people and wealth. As a Qiexue who follows the Great Khan, Zana can get ten or a hundred times more things than on the plateau!
Zana has seen what the Jin Kingdom's army looks like many times. Their numbers are endless, but the generals are slow to direct and respond slowly, and the soldiers are rarely tenacious. As long as the entire battlefield is shaken, everyone will immediately flee desperately.
Zana relied on his skilled skills to hunt them down. Every time he swung a knife or fired an arrow at their frightened and desperate faces, it was a relaxing and pleasant experience. After the war, when he robbed and violated women, it became even more enjoyable.
This was not the case in this battle, nor was the last battle in Liangxiang County.
Have the enemies of the Great Khan become so powerful? Or is it that the Jin Kingdom’s army just showed its true capabilities at this time?
Zana felt that there must be something wrong, whether the enemy's performance or his own performance was abnormal. His mind was in confusion and he didn't know what to do.
His status is relatively high among Protons, so he still had a supply of clean water when he was lurking in the swamp yesterday. More than half of the water in the skin now flowed to the ground while shaking, and only a small half entered his mouth and flowed down his throat.
The cold and comfortable feeling made him groan. While groaning, he heard a man's deep voice not far ahead.
There are enemies!
There are enemies nearby!
How can this be? Did I run in the wrong direction? Or am I being overtaken by the enemy?
Zana's mind was still a little confused, but his body's reaction was not slow. He threw away the skin bag and turned back.
While he was facing the sky, five or six weapons such as hand axes and daggers shone with cold light and fell from the sky, getting bigger and bigger in his sight.
The cold feeling caused by drinking water just now appeared in several places on the body, as if the cold water he drank was flowing out along several gaps. Zana felt like the world was spinning in front of his eyes, and for some reason, he felt quite refreshed, but it was just a little painful.
"I hit it! I hit it!" Several young soldiers cheered at the same time.
Old Liu crawled out from behind the corpse of a war horse, ran a few steps, and kicked the Mongolian horse that was spinning in circles. The Mongolian horse neighed twice in dissatisfaction, shook its head and ran away.
Lao Liu quickly pulled out the hand ax stuck in the enemy's body and hung it back on his waist. Because the action was a bit rough, the deceased's body twitched a few times, and blood gushed out of the wound faster.
As an experienced pawn, Old Liu knew very well what weapons were most useful in such a chaotic situation, so he hung a variety of short weapons on the leather ribbon around his waist, including daggers, daggers, hand axes, small iron bones, and a The Baburu is simply a collection of cold weapons, so much so that when walking around, the short weapons collide with each other and make a soft sound.
There were more than a dozen soldiers following him at first, but now there are only six left. All six of them were wounded and full of murderous intent. They imitated each other and pulled out the short weapons from Zana's chest and belly and took them back into their hands.
Old Liu looked at them and laughed and said: "Did you see that when you are desperate, you have to rush forward to achieve great achievements! Look at the waist knife of this guy in front of you. There is a silver bole hanging on the scabbard. Embedded with coral beads! This man is at least a centurion! Bring this sword so you can remember your achievements after the war!"
The soldiers looked at Old Liu with admiration and said, "Brother Liu is right!"
"The envoy's military flag is still in front, everyone, follow me!"
"okay!"
Guo Ning was like a dragon swimming into the sea, rushing through the Mongolian army. The position he was at now was more than 200 steps further south than just now.
His body was spattered with blood, whether it was the enemy's or his own. The pauldron on his right shoulder was completely shattered, and several pieces of armor on his chest and sides flew off. Because his hands were sore from hitting people with iron bones, he now used an iron spear with a duck-billed mouth and a sharp mouth. The shaft of the iron spear was also soaked in blood and was a little sticky to his hands.
"Where are the central and rear troops?"
Dong Jin briefly dodged to avoid one of the missiles flying by in the distance, and used his arm guard to knock away another one. He shouted in a hoarse voice: "The Chinese army has already caught up. The rear army... half of the rear army was pressed by the flanking Mongolians on the beach of the Lugou River. It is very dangerous! Manager Qiu just sent someone to ask..."
"Don't worry about the flanks! Don't worry about anything! Give me the trumpet and urge the whole army to move forward!"
Guo Ning gave the order coldly.
At the same time as the powerful horn sounded, he suddenly urged his horse to charge forward, and with one move of his iron spear, he lifted the spear from the hand of a Mongolian Batuer. The moment the two sides passed by each other, Guo Ning thrust his iron spear back hard, and the long collar at the rear pierced the Mongolian's waist.
Batu'er snorted and turned around to fight again. Dong Jin urged his horse to hit him from the side and easily knocked him off his horse. He then lifted the reins, and the front hoofs of the war horse stepped on the Mongolian's body, and a soft kaka sound of broken bones immediately erupted.
Ni put the military flag on the front bridge of the saddle, and had been panting desperately. Now he calmed down a little, and said quickly: "Envoy, our breakthrough is a bit deep! As soon as the Mongolian cavalry arrived, the two sides exchanged views. If we don't get along, we won't have any room to move!"
