Zhang Zhi sighed softly, stopped struggling, and even closed his eyes. In his mind, the faces of his mother, wife and children at home appeared in front of him, and scenes since joining the army flashed in his mind.
From the training when I first entered Beifu, to when I was Jianyi in Jingkou, I grabbed a pole and followed Liu Yu, the God of War in the world. I was lucky enough to ride with him all the way from the river, Luo Luoqiao, all the way to Jiankang.
Then he went on to fight in all directions, including Yuzhang, Jiangling, Yizhou, and the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the Jin Dynasty. He walked almost half of it and fought through most of it.
Every time I returned to my hometown after a victory, I would ride a big horse and wear red flowers. In the eyes of thousands of fellow villagers with envy and admiration, I would return to my hometown with honor. The feeling at that moment made me truly reach the pinnacle of my life.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Zhang Zhi's face unconsciously. Suddenly, the scene of his wife's affectionate eyes and the scene of his six-year-old son riding a wooden horse, holding a wooden sword, and calling his name also emerged. Before his eyes, he even remembered that he had promised his son Xiao Fuquan before this expedition that he would teach him martial arts when he came back, so that he could inherit his father's legacy and become a glorious Beifu warrior.
Zhang Zhi's smile froze on his face. After all, he was going to die here. Maybe, with this blow, he was directly stabbed in the face, or like many armored cavalry just now, they used their iron hoofs crazily to vent their anger. The corpses of Jin soldiers killed in battle were trampled into bloody mud, especially their heads.
Just now he didn't understand why these ferocious men were not like ordinary sergeants who wanted to decapitate the enemy in return for military merit. Now he understood that as a member of the armored cavalry, he was the pride of the Yan army and no longer needed to pass. Behead yourself to gain merit and promotion.
These armored cavalrymen of the Yan Army also had too many companions die at the hands of the Beifu Army. They can trample the corpses of the enemy. Firstly, they will bring out the evil spirit in their hearts. Secondly, they will also make the enemy's corpses disappear. After the war, I am afraid that It’s impossible to even identify yourself and receive pensions! Didn't he have the same mentality when he did what Lin Guoen did just now?
Zhang Zhi's hand unconsciously touched his neck, where his military badge hung, with his name and unit written on it. If no bones were left, this would probably be the only thing that could identify him. There is a way. In addition, all of my troops also tattooed their names on their left arms when they enlisted. Below is the mark of the Shennu Battalion, and below it is the flag of the Beifu Army. As long as they are not shattered to pieces, they will The body should still be identifiable, Zhang Zhi thought.
The long neigh of the war horse came from above the head, followed immediately by the sound of armor falling to the ground, and then rumbling all the way to the rear. It was the sound of armor leaves rubbing against the stones and soil on the ground, accompanied by screams. , getting further and further away, Zhang Zhi opened his eyes, only to see that the armored horse that was in front of him just now was still in the same place, but the knight on the horse had disappeared. He turned his head and looked back, But they saw that the knight had fallen to the ground, his neck was tied with a noose, and he was pulled under the horse alive. He was being dragged by a horse at this moment.
Three war horses followed closely behind this horse, holding strong bows in their hands. While galloping, they shot arrows at the armored horse being dragged on the ground. The distance was less than five feet. With such a strong bow of more than three stones, Even a heavily armored knight could not stop the launch. At this moment, more than ten feather arrows were inserted into his body, and all of them penetrated the armor and went straight into his body. His body was like a dead pig. , motionless, obviously, he had already been shot to death.
The knight dragging the Yan Junjia knight slowed down his horse. Probably he could feel that the enemy knight behind him had been shot to death. He controlled the horse and turned around, letting go. With the lasso in his hand, he walked to the corpse of the knight, reined in the horse, and the horse stood up high on its front hooves. Then he stepped down heavily, without leaning to one side, and just hit the knight's face. A spurt of plasma, accompanied by the sound of the skull shattering, turned the head into a rotten watermelon. It was feared that even his own mother would not be able to recognize his appearance.
The Jin army knight who killed the armored cavalry waved to the three knights beside him. The three cavalry roared and galloped away, running towards the battlefield again. This time Zhang Zhi saw clearly, these galloping back and forth. The cavalry of our own side, wearing leather armor, mostly fought with lasso and bows and arrows.
The Jin cavalry were galloping back and forth on the battlefield, attacking in groups of four or five those who were alone and chasing the Jin crossbowmen. The military knights, faced with such tactics, had almost no power to fight back. In just a moment, they saw more than ten knights dressed as knights, lassoed under the horses, shooting arrows and trampling on the horses. No one could leave any trace of the knights behind. corpse. .
The remaining armored knights who were still alive began to turn around and escape to the main formation at the rear. While fleeing, they quickly gathered together. Some knights abandoned their long spears and began to use bows and arrows to cover themselves. The Jin army's crossbowmen were on the battlefield. Their corpses were scattered everywhere. Just now, there were more than a hundred crossbowmen fighting in formation. At this time, there were less than twenty people still standing. Everyone who survived had tears streaming down their face and sat down. On the ground, I was glad that I could survive this hell.
Zhang Zhi also struggled to get up. The pain in his left leg caused him excruciating pain. Almost every movement involved the wound. The Jin Army knight ran to his side and pulled a face, with a unshaven face. Displayed in front of him, the man glanced at him, nodded and said: "I know you, you seem to be the crossbow captain of the fourth team of the chariot force, Zhang, Zhang Afu, right?"
Zhang Zhi opened his eyes wide. He didn't recognize this person and said: "Brother, this is Zhang Zhi. He is indeed the crossbow captain of the fourth chariot team. Ah Fu is my nickname. Brother, please help me today. I'm so grateful." I will report it one day, please leave your name."
Lai Qi laughed and waved his hand: "We are all brothers who share life and death. There is no talk of grudges. Today I will save you, but you may be the one to save me another day. My name is Hu Laoliu, and I am the cavalry captain under Liu Guanjun. , this time they are assigned here to cooperate with your tank troops in combat."
Zhang Zhi nodded: "It turns out he is Liu Guanjun's cavalry brother, Hu Laoliu, Hu Laoliu, I made a note of it. If we don't die in this battle, we will get you drunk after the war!"
Hu Laoliu lowered his composure and glanced at the battle ahead. He frowned slightly and said, "It's dangerous here. The enemy is about to counterattack on horseback. Brother Afu, get on this horse and retreat as soon as possible. This time, I may not be able to save you."
