"Uh-huh, no, there's a group of cavalry coming from the left, coming in our direction." Sahemian shouted loudly.
The galloping horse brought up a lot of wind, which forced him to shout loudly, otherwise it would be difficult for Kutai to hear him.
After Kutai heard this, he glanced sideways to the left and saw a black armored cavalry crossing over from the left.
"It's really haunting." Kutai cursed.
These black armored cavalry were wearing the same armor as the hundreds of cavalry he had seen in Fan Ji's motorcade before. They were obviously a group of people.
Sahemian said loudly: "Well, we can't hide. These people should ambush here in advance to intercept us on our way back."
These Jurchens all knew that the hundreds of cavalry they encountered before could not have chased them so quickly, but the black-armored cavalry who came this time came from different directions. It was easy to guess that these people should have ambushed them in advance. This is specifically to intercept them.
Kutai glanced at the black-armored cavalry who were getting closer and closer to the left. The number was not too large, only about twenty. Although there were only eight Jurchens on their side, they were not unable to fight.
What worried him was that if he couldn't deal with the more than twenty cavalry quickly, once he was bitten, he would be easily overtaken by the hundreds of cavalry behind him.
Although there was no sign of the hundreds of cavalry, he believed that the other party would never let them go easily, otherwise, they would not have arranged for more than 20 cavalry to ambush here.
The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer. Kutai knew that he and others could not escape. If he wanted to get rid of these black-armored cavalry, he had to fight his way out.
Thinking of this, Kutai picked up his long bow, put an arrow on the string, and silently calculated the distance between the two sides.
When they were still a hundred and fifty steps away, the two sides could already see each other's appearance. At this moment, Kutai pulled the bow string, completely opened the bow, and pointed the arrow at a black armored cavalry on the opposite side.
Within a hundred steps, he loosened the arrow string with his fingers, and the arrow flew out. Then he put down the long bow, replaced it with his own sword, raised the sword and rushed towards the black armored cavalry.
Like him, there were several other Jurchens who raised their weapons and rushed towards the black-armored cavalry on the opposite side without saying a word.
The arrow fired by Kutai hit a black-armored cavalry on the opposite side, but after all, his cavalry shooting was not as good as the Mongols, so it did not hit the vital point, but only hit the arm of the black-armored warrior.
Even if the arrow did not hit the vital part, the black-armored cavalry fell from the horse in pain.
At this time, no one paid attention to the person who fell from the horse, not even the cavalry on the Tiger Flag side. Everyone's eyes were on the enemy opposite.
Finally, the distance between the two sides was less than seventy steps.
At this moment, the muskets in the hands of the black-armored cavalry fired one after another.
Kutai, who was charging forward with the knife, felt as if his chest had been hit by a hammer. His throat became sweet and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Then his whole body suddenly became weak and he couldn't even hold the knife in his hand. Falling off in hand.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh."
Kutai vaguely heard someone calling him. He turned his head and looked over, and saw Sahemian opening his mouth and shouting at him, but he couldn't hear what the other party said.
Not only that, he felt that his body was getting cold, and his body gradually lost control. The figure of the Sahe chariot in front of him became increasingly blurry, and finally he lost consciousness and fell off the horse.
Like him, there were several Jurchens who fell from their horses, and they were all hit by fire cannons.
"kill!"
With a life-long cry of killing, the black-armored cavalry and the Jurchen cavalry collided.
After they separated, only a group of black-armored cavalry remained. On the Jurchen side, there were only a few war horses gnawing on the tender grass on the grass, and beside them were the corpses of Jurchens.
"Captain, are you okay!" One of the black-armored cavalry helped Chen Wu who fell from his horse.
Chen Wu licked his dry lips, shook his head, and said, "It's a small injury, it's okay. Let's see if the Jurchens are dead. If any are dead, remember to patch them up."
Several black-armored cavalry jumped off their horses, holding sabers in their hands, and walked towards the Jurchens on the ground. Regardless of whether they were dead or not, they all stabbed them one by one.
When the cavalry had done all this, Chen Wu said: "Take these ownerless horses and join me and the captain."
However, before they could leave, the sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance, and at the same time, a black torrent rushed in their direction.
"It's the captain and they are here." A black-armored cavalryman beside Chen Wu shouted.
Soon, Ma Yunjiu led the cavalry team to Chen Wu, glanced at the Jurchen body on the ground, and then said: "Injured?"
Chen Wu nodded with a grimace and said with a wry smile: "I was shot on the arm by a Jurchen arrow and made a cut. It's a small injury, but it's not a problem. I'll clean it with alcohol and apply some medicine. It will be fine soon." good."
"That's good." Ma Yunjiu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Chen Wu was fine, and then asked, "Can I still ride a horse?"
"No problem." Chen Wu patted his chest with his other uninjured arm and said, "My subordinate also spent the night without knowing his background. This minor injury does not matter. He can still ride a horse on the grassland with one arm."
"Well, take your people and follow me."
Ma Yunjiu turned his horse's head and led the Tiger Flag Cavalry back to the grassland where the Fan family's motorcade was.
When we returned to the grassland where Fan Ji's convoy was, there was another convoy of four-wheel vehicles carrying the tiger flag, and some people were carrying the goods of Fan Ji's convoy to the four-car convoy.
"Subordinate, I have met Captain Ma." Pan Yi walked up to Ma Yunjiu, raised his right arm, and performed a military salute with a tiger-shaped flag.
Ma Yunjiu jumped off the horse and said to Pan Yi, "Why isn't your captain here?"
Pan Yi said: "The captain has been transferred back to Lingqiu to form a baggage team. This time the caravan sent to Baicheng was escorted by the subordinate brigade. As soon as he received the news from Captain Ma, the subordinates took The convoy is coming."
Ma Yunjiu glanced at the goods being carried to the four-wheel truck and said: "Let your people move faster. My cavalry team can also be temporarily lent to you. This is not too far from Horqin. The Mongols Will come any time."
Pan Yi said with a smile: "It would be great if the brothers from the cavalry team help."
Ma Yunjiu said to a cavalryman beside him: "Tell our people that except for a team of cavalry left to guard, the rest of the people will help move the goods."
With the addition of cavalry and cavalry, the speed of transporting goods was obviously faster.
In less than half an hour, all the goods on all the trucks in Fan Ji's fleet were moved to the four-wheel truck brought by Pan Yi.
Pan Yi walked up to Ma Yunjiu and said, "Captain Ma, do you want to bury these corpses on the ground?"
Ma Yunjiu waved his hand and said, "You don't need to take care of these corpses. You can escort the convoy back as soon as possible."
"Yes, my subordinate will take the first step." Pan Yi performed a military salute with a tiger-shaped flag.
