With the rapid sound of military drums, the soldiers who had fallen asleep hurriedly got up again. While wearing their helmets and armor, under the command of the officers, they quickly ran out of the camp and formed a defensive formation.
The generals all had obvious nervous looks on their faces at this time, and they kept shouting loudly to remind their soldiers: This is not a drill!
It's not a drill, is it possible that it's still a real fight?
Most of the officers and soldiers were secretly guessing that this was probably another trick played by General Du Jian.
Although the soldiers thought so, Du Jian couldn't care less about being wronged at the moment. At this moment, his heart was completely occupied by the word "anxiety".
To be honest, from the moment the entire army mobilized and assembled to the moment it was completed, it only took a cup of hot tea. It was definitely a quick response. But in Du Jian's eyes, it seemed like the past hundred years had been so long.
Even he felt strange.
It stands to reason that as a veteran who is used to the battlefield, he has encountered at least seven or eight night enemy attacks like this, if not ten times. But why was he so restless today?
Du Jian couldn't help but squeeze the handle of the knife, secretly exerting force in his heart, forcing himself to calm down quickly.
To be a great general, not panicking is the first condition.
At this time, all the troops participating in the drill were neatly arranged behind Du Jian. There were bright lamps and torches all around, illuminating the nearby square formations like daylight.
Du Jian looked around. Except for his own front line, which was bright and clear, all directions in the distance were like ink. It was so dark that nothing could be seen clearly. That uneasy feeling couldn't help but get aggravated.
Damn, in the dark, this is like a living target.
However, if he asked the troops to extinguish the fire at this time, Du Jian was worried that he would immediately fall into darkness, which would make the troops more likely to panic.
Just when he was hesitating whether to make adjustments, there was a sudden sound of rapid horse hooves in the distance ahead.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng led a small team of scouts and rushed towards the formation, shouting as he ran: "Quick - be alert!"
Du Jian had been working with Lin Feng for many years, but he had never seen him so panicked that even the tone of his shouts changed.
He knew something was wrong, so he quickly drew his sword out of its sheath and shouted: "The whole army is listening! Get ready to meet the enemy!"
Lin Feng rushed forward in one breath and shouted at Du Jian: "It's not the Iron Pigeon Army! Du Jian, we made a mistake!"
"What's wrong?" Du Jian was suddenly confused: "If it's not Iron Pigeon, then who is it? What's going on? Please tell me slowly!"
Lin Feng waved his hands repeatedly: "There is no time to elaborate, hurry! Hurry! Extinguish all the torches quickly! Don't expose the target!"
Just as he was talking, a wolf howl suddenly sounded in the distant night, which looked particularly shrill and terrifying in the dark sky and earth!
The next moment, something even weirder happened.
After that wolf howl sounded, waves of wolf howls sounded all around the Zhenjiang Army formation at the same time, which sounded terrifying.
Before Du Jian and the others could react, the thunderous sound of horse hooves came from far and near. All the officers and soldiers of the Zhenjiang Army fell into a state of nervousness. They kept looking around, hoping to see the enemy clearly.
"Be alert!" Lin Feng shouted at the top of his lungs: "Raise the shield!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp whizzing sound suddenly came from the darkness, and countless feathered arrows flew into the sky towards the Zhenjiang military formation.
In the blink of an eye, screams came one after another, and the unsuspecting Zhenjiang soldiers were shot to the point of being knocked upside down. The frontmost phalanxes immediately became chaotic.
Du Jian and Lin Feng kept shouting and ordered their men to raise their shields to defend themselves, but it was still too late. As soon as the two rounds of bows and arrows ended, countless Turkic cavalry suddenly rushed out from three directions: left, center and right!
Faced with this situation, all military tactics and formations are useless. The only thing that can be done is the most primitive and barbaric close combat!
However, the Zhenjiang Army was determined to resist, but the Turkic cavalry from three directions rushed out of the darkness and charged forward wildly. Even after rushing into the Zhenjiang Army's formation, there was no sign of slowing down.
Hundreds of warriors holding the border were directly knocked away by the Turkic horses. The rest were cut down by scimitars or pierced by spears. They almost fell into a pool of blood without even seeing their opponent's appearance clearly. middle.
The four large phalanxes composed of 12,000 people were torn into pieces by the opponent in just a moment. The three lines of Turkic cavalry seemed to have no effort and successfully met in the core area of the Zhenjiang Army.
At this time, in the darkness outside the formation, a second wave of larger cavalry groups appeared.
A fierce battle broke out in an instant. At this moment, Du Jian was surrounded by surging enemy troops. Looking around, there were Turks everywhere. Seeing that his men died tragically one by one on the spot, and the army was in danger of collapse, Du Jian's eyes were bloodshot, and he waved the long knife in his hand like crazy, screaming and roaring while slashing at the enemy with all his strength.
He has gone crazy, completely crazy. Du Jian only had one thought in his mind: death! Damn it!
Suddenly, a scimitar made an arc and hit Du Jian's left shoulder hard. The blade was only an inch away from his neck. Fortunately, the scimitar got stuck in the gap between the armor's scales, otherwise this knife would have cut him in half. However, even so, the protection of the iron armor was limited after all. Although no blood was seen on the spot, it still shattered his shoulder bone and almost fell off the horse.
A desperate pain suddenly surged into his heart, leaving Du Jian no longer able to turn around and fight back. He turned his head numbly and stared blankly at the Turkic cavalry who had killed him.
At this critical moment, Lin Feng suddenly rushed over from his horse and thrust out a spear, hitting the Turkic man's throat. With a flick of his backhand, he knocked him off his horse.
"Fuck you! Du Jian! What's wrong with you?!" Lin Feng's face was covered with blood, and he stared at Du Jian and shouted angrily: "Cheer up! Come with me! Break out!"
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and yanked the reins of Du Jian's horse, rushing towards the southeast one after another.
Du Jian finally came to his senses at this time, and while desperately resisting the enemy's weapons, he cried to Lin Feng who was rushing in front: "It's over! Lin Feng, it's all over!"
Lin Feng ignored him at all. After picking off two Turkic soldiers one after another, he quickly turned to the left. Over there, a hundred or so Zhenjiang warriors were huddled together, fighting fiercely with the surrounding Turks.
Lin Feng and Du Jian suddenly came up from behind and broke through the siege of the Turkic cavalry. He called to the soldiers with a hoarse voice, and immediately formed a wedge-shaped attack formation, and broke out with him.
The soldiers were already in despair, but when they saw the general again, they couldn't help but feel inspired again. Everyone shouted, roared, huddled together, and charged with all their might, and actually fought a bloody path.
In this way, Lin Feng gathered together while fighting, and groups in the east and west gathered thousands of troops one after another, gradually forming a relatively complete formation.
"Go southeast!" Lin Feng kept shouting around him: "Go to Homnitz City! Run there!"
As he shouted, more and more soldiers woke up. They either struggled to get closer to Lin Feng, or fought alone and fled, and began to break out to the southeast.
I don’t know how long it took and how many brothers died. Lin Feng and his small group finally broke into the edge of the tragic battlefield and temporarily escaped into a relatively safe area in the darkness.
However, before everyone had time to take a breath, the sound of horse hooves sounded again behind them, and the Turks' wolf-like roars came closer and closer!
Obviously, the enemy had no intention of letting them go.
Seeing this, Lin Feng quickly shouted to Du Jian: "Old Du, cheer up! Take everyone back to Homnitz to set up defenses. At the same time, report to Metasequoia City that the main Turkic force is coming. Please be careful. Please remember this. Come on, none of us have the right to be sad!”
Having said that, without waiting for Du Jian's response, he immediately led a relatively complete cavalry brigade and turned back to kill the Turks who were chasing them.
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According to the "History of Western Xinjiang" recorded in later generations, after the fledgling Xinjiang Army achieved a great victory in the anti-punitive war, less than two months had passed before it suffered an extremely heavy blow. , known in history as: The Darkest Hour.
This unbearable past started with the raid outside the city of Homnitz.
Twelve thousand training troops from the Fourth Metasequoia Army were about to end their training in the final stage when they were attacked by the main Turkic force without any warning.
Except for the 613 people brought back by the commander-in-chief Du Jian who fought desperately to break through the encirclement, the entire drill army was almost wiped out.
General Lin Feng, a general under Li Jiangyao, one of the founders of the Metasequoia Army, and deputy commander-in-chief of the Third Army, unfortunately died on the battlefield, with no bones left.
What's even more serious is that the sudden appearance of the enemy army did not leave Li Jiangyao and the others a moment of sadness.
Du Jian had just retreated into the city of Homnitz with his remaining soldiers, and the Turkic cavalry followed him and rushed to the city. It only took them less than half an hour to successfully break through the city and swarm in. Du Jian had no choice but to lead his men and hurriedly evacuated from Homnitz again, leaving the city to the powerful enemy.
The Turks carried out a brutal massacre of the city. After killing the last civilian and igniting a raging fire, the large army of soldiers and horses immediately set off and pointed their troops towards a target - Dabancheng.
In less than ten days, the "Shenhua" Fourth Army stationed in Daban suffered heavy losses. After paying the price of more than 8,000 casualties, they ultimately failed to recover from the loss and gave the Turkic army another chance to massacre the city.
Almost at the same time, Iklu County, located in the easternmost part of the country, was suddenly surrounded by troops from the two Turkic camps. Since there was no main defense force of the Xinjiang Army here, the Turks successfully occupied Iklu in just one day. , also completed his revenge for the Turkic Deputy Marshal Ruhadi by beheading 30,000 people in the city.
Immediately afterwards, the Gale First Army, which was ordered to rush to aid Dabancheng, encountered Turkic soldiers and horses halfway. After a desperate battle, more than 3,000 of the armored cavalry were killed. Finally, relying on the superb command ability of the commander Xu Youchang, they managed to escape and all the troops returned to the Metasequoia base camp.
Five days later, the main force of the Third Army stationed in Pai City, led by Nanhua Princess Holia, desperately broke through the blockade of Temple Prince Ronya and escaped the fate of being surrounded and annihilated by the enemy forces. And the price they paid for this was that five thousand soldiers stayed on the road to break through forever.
