At this moment, a rumbling sound came from behind him.
His face was pale, and he did not expect the Tibetan cavalry to attack so quickly.
Now being flanked by enemies from both sides, how could he be buried here today?
He is a soldier, his body is wrapped in horse leather, and it doesn't matter if he is stained with blood on the battlefield.
It's a pity that He Sian didn't even see this little lady, but only heard her cry for help.
"Little lady, I want to save you, but there are too many enemies." He cut off the wooden stick in the last lama's hand, and drove his horse to run towards the monk soldiers as hard as he could.
His only idea now is to kill one monk soldier to save money, kill a pair to make money, and kill more to make money.
Thinking of this, he galloped on his horse, brandishing the killing knife in his hand, and shouted tragically: "Little lady, see you in the next life."
"Why are you howling? Instead of howling here, it is better to save your little lady." A voice thought in his ear.
He Sian was already prepared to die, but he didn't expect someone to ridicule him like this.
He couldn't help but be shocked and asked without looking back: "Who are you? You are actually mocking me like this."
Anyway, he is a commander who is about to die on the battlefield, regardless of his grace or lack of grace.
"I'm a horse power, now I'm here to help you save your little lady." The man behind was not polite and kept sarcastic, "Howling is enough, but I haven't saved your little lady yet."
Hearing this, He Sian felt relieved, but suddenly hesitated: "What should we do with these monk soldiers?"
"These monk soldiers are handed over to us, why are you blabbering? Why don't you save your little lady, otherwise you will be skinned by the lama soon." Ma Li satirized him and rode past him, holding the bed in his hand. The crossbow has already been fired at the monk soldiers.
He had some Tibetan cavalry posing just now, but now that he saw the monk soldiers falling in front, he was finally relieved.
He held the Hu-killing knife in his hand and raised his hands towards Ma Li: "Captain Ma, thank you very much. I will go to save the little lady."
"Go quickly, before it's too late." Ma Li didn't even look back. He aimed the crossbow at the monk soldiers and kept firing.
He Si'an waved to several of his men and shouted happily: "Everyone, let's go rescue the little lady."
The nine men behind him breathed a sigh of relief. He Sian planned to stain the battlefield with blood, and they also had the idea of wrapping their bodies in horse leather.
No one wants to die if they can live, let alone the young lady who can be rescued now.
"Fight in, fight in, rescue the little lady," they shouted happily, waving their killing knives.
Two hundred monk soldiers wearing leather armor and wielding spears rushed over.
A two-centurion named Tsomu, wearing willow leaf armor, waved his spear desperately in his hand and shot down the flying crossbow arrows.
Tsomu waved the spear in his hand and shouted loudly to the other centurions without looking back: "Cijie, they want to save people and must be stopped."
"Ram, then be careful and let your subordinates go and stop them." Cijie agreed and shouted to his men, "Follow me and kill these Han people."
Both sides have used weapons, and some monk soldiers have fallen on the crossbows of the security team.
The two sides are already fighting to the death. Although they are monk soldiers, they are also murderous cavalry.
Cijie waved the spear in his hand and tried his best to kill He Sian.
Cijie had a hundred cavalry, while He Sian only had ten.
If he tried his best to stop him, He Sian would definitely not be able to save anyone.
Now the little lady's voice was getting more and more pitiful, and she was obviously in extreme pain.
Cijie shouted, his horse galloped, and he stabbed He Sian with the spear in his hand, trying to keep He Sian behind.
He Sian couldn't help but frown. If he fought back, he might be stabbed by Cijie.
If he fights back, the young lady will have no recourse.
It was another dilemma, and he found it very difficult.
Ma Li frowned and said to the chief secretary Xiong Hu: "Zi Biao, lead fifty people to stop them and let Zi Quan (characterized by He Si'an) rescue them."
Zhao Ping's control of soldiers and horses is obviously different from that of the Song Dynasty, and he can control it like an arm.
He not only has chief registries in the security corps and the Sichuan Protecting Army, but also has chief registries at the grassroots level.
This stipulation is that a military force with more than 100 people must not only have a chief general, but also a captain and deputy generals.
The chief register in Zhaojiazhuang is different from the chief register in the Song Dynasty. The chief register in other places belongs to the control of the general.
The chief bookkeeper and the chief general of Zhaojiazhuang also have a mutually restrictive relationship, and there will never be a situation where one person is dominant.
The chief general must discuss matters with the chief registrar and deputy general.
At the same time, the chief general and the chief registrar have a division of labor. The chief registrar usually has the most power and is in charge of logistics and supplies. Even the chief general has to listen to his arrangements.
But when fighting, it changes. For example, how to fight the battle, strategic planning, tactical layout, and battlefield command are the most important.
Now is the battlefield, and the general is the biggest, so Ma Li may order Xiong Hu to be the leader.
"As ordered." Xiong Hu nodded, waved to the five ten commanders, led the fifty cavalry, and rushed towards the monk soldiers.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, Xiong Hu led fifty soldiers of the security regiment and rushed towards the monk soldiers of Xizhao Temple.
Seeing that Cijie's spear was about to pierce He Sian's front and rear, Xiong Hu fired a crossbow arrow from his hand.
Although the time is later, it is the first to arrive.
Seeing that the crossbow arrow had reached him, Cijie had to let go of He Sian and waved his spear to block the crossbow arrow.
He Si'an breathed a sigh of relief and led his men to rush towards the place where the little lady screamed.
An older lama, holding a wooden stick, shouted: "Stop them."
"Chop off the stick." For these flies, the knife is overkill.
With two bangs, He Sian cut off the wooden stick in the old lama's hand and continued to rush towards the room where the little lady was shouting.
Ciji was the commander of thousands sent by Jialuo, and the deputy commander was Basang.
The task he gave the two of them was to lead a thousand cavalry and stop the security team from taking people away.
This cavalry is not an ordinary cavalry. Not only the man is fully armored, but also the war horse is fully armored. This is already a heavy cavalry.
Tubo believed in Buddhism, and almost ten people supported one monk.
The deceased brother Da Lun owned the largest salt mountain in Qingtang, was the largest nobleman in Qingtang, and was also the richest person in Qingtang.
But this is a superficial phenomenon. As the largest Tibetan lama in Qingtang, he actually owns the Salt Mountain, second only to Geji, as well as 100,000 acres of land, thousands of pastures, tens of thousands of serfs, and an annual income of tens of millions of kilograms of grain, not to mention Said he still had sesame oil money.
In fact, Jialuo also raised tens of thousands of cavalry, but he was not as high-profile as his brother.
He is an eminent monk who knows how to live a low-key life.
The security team defeated Brother Ji, forcing him to think about his retreat.
After thinking about it, Jia Luo thought that although the security regiment had defeated Da Lun's cavalry, it was only a light cavalry.
Iron cavalry is a heavy cavalry, and its defensive capabilities are not at the same level as light cavalry.
In the opinion of his monk, there were two hundred monk soldiers in Xizhao Temple, and now he sent another thousand cavalry.
At the same time, he took the privy envoy Lajia to attack Wang Wenxiu, the envoy of Zhao Ping's supervising country. Such a three-pronged approach failed to calculate by heart. This time he was sure to win.
Indeed, the Sangha took the lead in sending troops and took the initiative, leaving the security group extremely passive.
His iron cavalry was dispatched first, followed by the security regiment's cavalry, giving them a first-mover advantage.
But if a wise man thinks a lot, he will make a mistake.
He had calculated everything, but he failed to realize that although his iron cavalry had extremely strong defense, it had a fatal weakness, that is, it was not as fast as the light cavalry.
Although the security regiment dispatched cavalry later, because they were light cavalry, they were faster than him.
As a result, the two cavalrymen met at the gate of Xizhao Temple at the same time.
Although the Tubo cavalry is slow, it also has great advantages and strong defense.
If both sides fight hand to hand, the victory must go to the Tibetan cavalry.
Ciji couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that the two sides were about to fight hand to hand.
Not only were they heavy cavalry, but they also had an advantage in numbers.
He looked around with his eyes and saw that there were only more than 300 opponents, about one-third of his size.
If he couldn't win this battle, he might as well go home and herd the sheep.
He personally beat the war drum and asked his men to speed up. As long as his soldiers and horses rushed over, victory would be theirs.
Rumble, rumble, rumble, all the cavalry speeded up and rushed towards their opponents.
Although this is not a thousand troops, it is still a thousand troops.
Seeing the opponent's thousands of troops charging, the expressions of the cavalry of the Kingdom of Israel changed drastically.
Compared with the security regiment and the Mongolian soldiers, they have been in the army for the shortest time and have fought for even shorter periods of time.
Ding Tianer is the leader of the formation, Qiu Yuxie is the chief secretary, both are senior members of the security team, and only the deputy leader Xiao Qiuhan is from the Kingdom of Israel.
Not only is the formation commander a member of the security corps, but the corps commander is also a member of the security corps.
There is no way. Without the security corps as the backbone, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Israel simply cannot go to the battlefield.
Even so, the faces of the soldiers of the Kingdom of Israel changed greatly and even trembled.
They had faced Hu cavalry before, but they were light cavalry, not heavy cavalry.
Ding Tianer glanced at his subordinates and frowned.
He immediately drew his whistle and shouted: "Prepare the arm crossbow."
After a quick glance, the commander and the corps commander immediately took out their hand-held bed crossbows, and their movements were almost the same.
Hearing this voice, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Israel finally cheered up.
Boom, boom, boom, the two sides were less than fifty steps away, and the ferocious faces of the other side were clearly visible.
The cavalry must not be allowed to get close, let alone two soldiers and horses having to engage in close combat.
But now the situation is very critical. They not only have to resist the Tibetan heavy cavalry, but also save the young lady of Xizhao Temple.
The task given to Zhao Yang by Wang Wenxiu, the supervisor of the country, was to rescue the young lady no matter how high the cost.
Rescuing the young lady not only affects her life, but also whether it is reasonable for the security team to attack Nanzhao Temple.
Zhao Yang knew the difficulty of this mission and was already prepared.
But after arriving at Xizhao Temple, I discovered that this task was more difficult than looking like myself.
What He Sian said was true about a thousand Tibetan cavalry, but they thought these were just light cavalry and did not expect that the Tibetans turned out to be heavy cavalry.
You know, the combat effectiveness of heavy cavalry is almost three to four times that of light cavalry.
Zhao Yang gritted his teeth and ordered to Ma Li: "Ma Li, you and Xiong Hu will lead a hundred cavalry to rescue the little lady."
"General, there are Tibetan heavy cavalry in front of us." Ma Li did not carry out his order, but was worried about the answer.
Zhao Yang glared at him and said in a deep voice: "Execution of orders is related to the reputation of the security group."
"As ordered." Ma Li knew that this was a critical moment, not a time for argument.
Zhao Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ma Li leading the soldiers and horses in.
Their military strength was inferior to that of the other party. In order to save the little lady, they had to divide some of their troops to go in. Now they faced the heavy Tubo cavalry in front of them.
Seeing Zhao Yang dividing his troops, Ciji didn't know his intention.
He rolled his eyes and couldn't help laughing: "Kill them and surround them."
Now he only needs to eliminate the group of flies blocking them, and he can complete the mission.
Because there are only two gates for those who divide their troops to enter Xizhao Temple, the front gate and the back gate.
As long as he blocks the front and back doors, he can catch a turtle in a jar.
Not only is there no harm to him in dividing his troops, but it is actually more beneficial.
Thinking of this, Ciji laughed loudly and beat the war drum on the back of the horse's head as hard as he could, urging his men to speed up the attack.
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