The Mongolians' riding and shooting skills were naturally far superior to those of Han'er. But now the two parties were entangled and colliding at close range. No one had time to draw their bows and shoot. They were all attacking each other with swords, guns, swords and halberds. That situation is very different from shooting someone leisurely dozens of steps away.
The infantry and cavalry of Ding Haijun have all worked hard on small-scale cooperation to kill the enemy. In the blink of an eye, the red flag and the soldiers in gray uniforms under the flag rolled forward like a rising tide.
Wherever the tall camel of the Fire Lord Zhabal passed by, the battlefields on the left and right were already boiling.
Everywhere was being hacked and killed at close range, there were howls everywhere, there were dead people and blood flowing everywhere. In this kind of battlefield, life and death can be determined in an instant. There is no need for command, and there is no way to command it. Fortunately, most of the goal of entangling the opponent has been achieved, because everyone has turned into a frantic beast. Unless the opponent's equally frantic beast is bitten to death, they will definitely die.
Even Zhabalhuo himself couldn't think about anything else.
In his eyes, he only had those few Dinghai soldiers who killed his beloved eldest son.
As soon as a Tiefutu warrior escaped from the fight, he saw the Zabal Fireman charging towards him. Not only was the knight tall and mighty, wielding a big spear and striking like a whirlwind, but the monster-like long-haired camel under his crotch also snapped. Swallowing, biting and kicking all the way.
The soldier quickly turned his spear around and stabbed Zhabal Fire Man.
At this time, the camels and horses were facing each other and the distance was rapidly approaching. Zha Balu'er, unable to evade, suddenly grabbed the spear shaft and roared, forcefully pushing the spear back.
The arm strength of this weirdo from the Western Regions is simply terrifying. Even the Tiefutu warriors, all of whom are strongmen selected from the Ding Navy, cannot match him. The tail end of the spear suddenly hit the soldier's chest, denting two or three long plate-shaped fine iron armor strips at the same time. It was unknown how many ribs were broken at the back of the armor.
Because the mounts were still hedging, the soldier was knocked backwards by the spear. His feet were still hanging in the stirrups, and he was struggling hard without making a sound, so the horse ran to one side, dragging the man, armor and stomach, weighing more than a hundred kilograms.
The spear shaft in Zha Balhuo's hand also broke. The jaw of his left hand holding the spear shaft was completely torn, the skin of his palm was torn and bloody, the blood vessels in his shoulder blade were beating wildly, and his bones were in pain.
At this time, another soldier picked up his long knife and stabbed Zhabaler at an angle with a loud bang.
Only halfway through the sword flash, a short-handled iron spear flew from behind and stabbed the metal head of Tiefutu. The power of this thing was much greater than that of an arrow. With the loud clang, the soldier's body shook. He dropped the long sword and touched his own neck with his backhand. The Mongolian knight who threw the iron spear rushed his horse and hit him. .
Zha Balhuo didn't look at the scene at all, still only staring at the few foot soldiers.
He lived in chaos for most of his life. It was not until he followed Genghis Khan that his life became slightly more stable and he had two sons. The eldest son, Alihan, was brave and resourceful, and he closely resembled his father. He was especially loved by Zhabalhuo.
Alihan is dead, killed by these Dinghai soldiers!
I'm going to kill them! Kill them to vent your hatred! This was the only thought in Zhabal Huo Zhe's mind.
Although Lao Liu and his companions killed Alihan, they also paid the life of a soldier. There are now only three people left in this small group, and everyone is injured and exhausted.
Taking advantage of the break in the fighting, the three of them collapsed on the ground. If you don't look carefully, you're not much different from a dead person.
Zhang Peng casually threw away a small bottle containing medicinal powder, then tore the hem of his military uniform into long strips and wrapped it around his stomach several times. But there was still blood slowly oozing out of the ribs. The wound was very long, and if it were deeper, the internal organs would flow out.
Seeing that he was still in shock, Old Liu grinned: "Slow down, slow down. We have made great contributions to this end."
"oh?"
"Although the man I just killed is not a Mongolian, his identity is not simple either. Did you see his yellow turban? This is a Uighur. They are all trusted by the Tatar Khan! Look at his turban again Above, there is a red treasure..."
Halfway through his words, Old Liu rolled over violently.
The evil wind blew by, and the two heavy weapons whirled and fell to the ground.
A large spear as thick as a bowl was smashed, causing grass blades and gravel to fly on the ground. The pole rebounded again, and the iron sword at the tail swung sideways, sweeping Zhang Peng and another soldier over.
The weapon that fell to the ground at the same time was an iron bone flower. The iron bone flower fell straight down and hit the head of the dead falcon. After the muffled "pop" sound, the yellow hair became red and milky white.
Guo Ning stabbed with an iron spear from far away and smashed it with an iron bone sword from close by. He rode fiercely and fought fiercely. The more he fought, the braver he became. The iron spear penetrated the neck of a war horse and could not be pulled out. He fought two rounds with the Iron Bone Duo alone, and suddenly bumped into a strange man riding a camel.
This strange man's white beard and white hair were fluttering in the wind, and his face was covered with wrinkles. He was clearly an old man on the verge of death. As a result, I am so powerful!
In terms of sheer physical strength, Guo Ning had never conquered anyone except Monk Luo, but now he suddenly encountered a strong opponent. Moreover, the war horse is not as tall as the camel. He is in a low position and will suffer a big loss immediately. Not only did Tie Guduo take off his hand and fly several feet away, half of his body was numb, and the bones from his arms to his lumbar vertebrae were almost groaning.
Guo Ning fell on his back, relying on the rear saddle bridge to support his lower back, and barely managed to avoid falling off the horse.
It would be uncomfortable for Zhabal Huo Zhe to compete with Guo Ning. His left hand had just been injured and he was unstable in holding the weapon, so the big gun flew away. But this impact suppressed his furious emotions for a moment, making him notice the opponent in front of him.
He holds an iron bone flower, wears green velvet armor, and has a short mustache. He is young and tall, with armored servants running behind him to cover him.
"You are Guo Ning!" Zhabalhuo Zhe shouted: "Kill!"
At this time, camels and horses were passing by each other, and the horizontal distance between the two sides was less than two feet. Zhabalhuo pulled out the scimitar from his waist, leaned down on the tall camel's back, and suddenly slashed it towards Guo Ning's neck.
Hearing the roar of Zhabal Fireman, countless Mongolian cavalry from far and near turned their attention, countless naval officers exclaimed, and some shouted urgently: "Hurry up and release the arrow!"
The sword is as bright as lightning.
The light is dazzling.
Guo Ning's vagina suddenly shrank. He had seen this kind of light countless times, the most frequent one was on the way to where he was fleeing from the army's defeat in Changzhou. At that time, countless soldiers and civilians watched the Mongolian swords flashing towards them. They were unable to resist. They saw their companions being hacked to death with swords, blood splattered, and all the bones and flesh on their bodies were chopped off.
The people were frightened and ran away desperately. Everyone was afraid that the sword light would fall on themselves, so they subconsciously pushed the people in the front row. Many people were not killed at all in the dense crowd, but trampled to death!
In this world, people are like ants and will die at any time. If you want to live, you must keep fighting and defeat all enemies!
Guo Ning crossed his arms in front of him to block.
Despite the admonitions of so many civil and military ministers in the Ding Navy, he could not get rid of his habit of charging into battle, but he could still do it by mobilizing skilled craftsmen to build a sophisticated armor for his commander. His green velvet nails have been repaired many times. Except for the cyan silk tape, the nail leaves and accessories have been replaced several times.
The armguards of this armor are stronger than the metal armguards of other Tiefutu soldiers. They are blue-black in color and dotted with cold light. The scimitar struck the arm guard, cutting a long crack but unable to penetrate deep.
At this moment, Guo Ning's arm was also in unbearable pain, but he suppressed the pain, turned his wrist and grabbed the forearm of Zabal Fireman, and then used both hands together to pull downward.
Zabal Fireman was leaning down to slash with all his strength. His right arm was dragged by Guo Ning, and he immediately lost his balance.
The camel is very tall, so when Zabal Fireman slashed downwards, his whole body leaned sideways and even shook off the camel stirrup on his left foot. This is the normal situation when people from the Western Regions fight on camels. They rely not only on the camel stirrups, but also on the front and back humps. Even if they lose their balance, as long as they can hold the hump and exert force, they can fix themselves on the camel.
But the drag that Zhabalhuo Zhaer suffered at this time was not only Guo Ning's own strength, but also the momentum of the war horses and camels running in a staggered manner. The huge force immediately made Zhabalhuo Zhaer fly off the saddle!
And when he quickly stretched out his left hand to hold the hump, his left arm was unable to hold the hump due to the previous injury.
A large handful of slender camel hair held in his hand was flying in the sky. Zhabalhuo cursed fiercely, and his whole body was pulled over by Guo Ning!
The Ding navy officers who witnessed this scene shouted wildly with joy. Dozens of people who were closer to Guo Ning ignored the enemy in front of them and went straight to the center of Gai to gather together.
