Mahashd roared loudly, and several of his junior officers also began to adjust their respective formations with a straight face. An officer wearing an original Kula helmet and holding a large flag ran to the front row. .
The Kula helmet is a typical Persian helmet, which is in the shape of a steel bowl, with neck guards made of small iron rings on both sides and behind.
There is a 'nose guard' that can move left and right in the front, and there are spikes on the top of the hat and two thin tubes on the left and right for inserting tassels.
This type of helmet did not become popular until the 13th century, when the iron smelting industry developed.
The Arab-Persian helmet that appears now does not have a nose guard, and the area of the collar hanging down from the helmet to protect the neck is larger, almost covering the entire shoulder.
This transformation of the overall equipment of the tribes in the Western Regions from the Tang-Turkic style to the Arab-Persian style is one of the signs that the Western Regions have gradually become politically, economically, and culturally enlightened after the Tang Dynasty withdrew from the Western Regions.
"Bendihekan appointed Aymandu as the flag-bearing chief. The flag must not fall, horses must not be reined in, and arrows must not be released. Whoever disobeys orders will have no spoils!"
The officer holding the big flag was Mahashd's cronies. Of course, there was no need to be like this on weekdays. Many times when merchants encountered them, they either came out to negotiate and paid for passage, or were directly dispersed by them.
It was the first time for Mahashd to encounter something as difficult as today, but he decided to kill all the merchants because they insulted the distinguished Dihkan Mahashd.
Ma Yaozi, who had just finished urinating and was still shaking, pulled up his pants. He jumped back in a few moments and began to quickly put on his ring-lock armor, greeting Zhang Zhao while putting it on.
"Erlangjun! That gang of thieves didn't pay attention to Pan Quan on the sand dune. There is also a flag-bearing general at the front of the queue. It looks like he is going to fight for his life!"
"Bai Congxin and the others have been gone for two quarters of an hour, right?" Zhang Zhao glanced at the incense that was almost burning out on the ground and asked. If he wants to keep these desperate guys on the opposite side, he still has to rely on Bai Congxin and other cavalry. Just be in place.
"Yes!" Yan Jin nodded.
"Zhong Weng, send a signal to Yin Yaozi and the others to get ready. If the cavalry on the opposite side cannot rush us, they will probably take advantage of the large number of people to dismount and shoot with us. Let the men of Hanshandu rest and recover, and they must fight out quickly. !”
Just as Zhong Weng took the order, the dust in the distance started to fly again. The remaining forty riders came slowly under the pressure of the flag-bearing generals. The formation was tighter and more orderly than when they first charged.
Zhang Zhao is on the left and Yan Jin is on the right. Neither of them even holds a bow. Zhang Zhao is holding the short sword that came with him from time to time, and Yan Jin is holding a shining Mo Dao.
"Boom! Boom!" Behind the two of them, Fan Shun and the other five people shot arrows as fast as they could. However, there were generals holding flags on the opposite side of the formation. Although two more riders fell off their horses, the overall formation was basically intact. chaos!
Thirty meters! Twenty meters! Very close!
"Dunzhu!" Zhang Zhao shouted. The sound of horse hooves and the dust made Zhang Zhao feel nervous.
"Go to hell!" Just as Zhang Zhao shouted, Dunzhu picked up the throwing spear lying on the ground, ran for two steps, fired it left and right, and threw it violently!
The flying spear made a strange whine in the air, like a missile rising into the sky!
'Crack! ’Zhang Zhao even heard a grinding sound that made people’s teeth hurt.
Dunzhu was already tall and strong, and his two spears were thrown very quickly. One of them hit the chest of a horse. The horse whined and the knight on its back was thrown off.
The other shot was even more exaggerated, knocking a knight off his horse.
A sudden burst of cold sweat broke out on Mahashd's forehead. This was by no means a simple Tang merchant. How could a merchant carry such a powerful spear thrower? He also had a complete set of bows and crossbows, he couldn't be... Mahashd suddenly had a bad feeling!
The two out-of-control horses greatly hindered the speed of the cavalry charge and even caused a certain degree of congestion.
At this time, Mahashd, the flag-bearing general, did not care whether the distance was enough. He waved the flag and used twenty or thirty bows to throw the same number of arrows at Zhang Zhao and others.
However, even though the distance was only more than 20 meters, the lethality was still not strong, because except for Zhang Zhao, who had Mingguang armor from his later life, the others were also wearing infantry armor or ring-lock armor.
Zhang Zhao even had time to take a look at the grinning Ma Yaozi. It definitely hurt. He probably had a puncture in his belly, but he couldn't even talk about being injured!
"Hey!" Yan Jin roared wildly. He and Zhang Zhao moved out of the way almost at the same time, followed by a small formation of spears composed of Ma Yaozi and other tribes.
The eight-foot-long spear head shone with cold light. The horse that rushed over saw a row of shining spear heads in front of it, and of course it was unwilling to run into it directly.
Moreover, the knight on horseback did not want to hit him. The horse and the horse turned their heads to the left in a tacit understanding and drew an arc.
Zhang Zhao and Yan Jin gave way to allow them to turn left smoothly, but once they turned left instead of charging directly into the formation, what happened next was beyond their control.
The roaring Yan Jin twisted his waist, and his whole body seemed to have rotated ninety degrees. The Mo Dao he raised high slashed across from right to left.
There was a flash of white light, blood rose into the sky, and the left front leg of a war horse that happened to run past Bai Congxin was cut off directly.
As the huge body of the war horse fell to the ground, the knights who were turning to the left hurriedly turned their horses' heads. Some wanted to run back directly, and some wanted to avoid the horse corpse that fell on the ground.
Zhang Zhao aimed at a knight wearing a leather robe. The knight held a scimitar in his hand. He gently leaned down and the scimitar passed across Zhang Zhao's neck.
'Stab it! A spark flashed across Zhang Zhao's neck. However, there was a problem with the knight. The tool steel gun tip in Zhang Zhao's hand stabbed directly into his waist, easily piercing the iron plate in the knight's leather robe.
After seeing Zhang Zhao and Yan Jin take action, Ma Yaozi and others also came up. With seven spears and one Mo Dao, eight people stabbed and chopped at once, killing only the people and horses on the opposite side with blood flying everywhere.
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Damn it! Mahashd who retreated again was shocked and angry. He had charged so once before, but he hadn't even touched a hair. One person had been killed and five people had been injured!
He was about to get angry, but when he looked up, he saw Bayish lying not far away with his hair disheveled and his face stained with blood. His eyes had lost their luster, and a large blood hole in his waist was bleeding continuously.
"Dihekan! This Tang'er group is very evil. Let's retreat. They don't look like merchants at all. Instead, they smell like an army!"
Mahashd, the flag-bearing general, ran over to persuade them. It wasn't that they didn't try hard enough, it was that they really couldn't get away!
