Jia Cong led the way towards Lao Nu's camp, flanked by Qingwen and the four guards including Chunlan, Xia Zhu, Qiu Ju, and Dong Mei.
One hundred personal guards, wearing fine steel armor, followed closely, followed by a thousand Mongolian cavalry.
The rapid sound of horse hooves sounded again, and the earth trembled again.
Although all of Lao Nu's Bagalas were elite soldiers who had experienced hundreds of battles, they couldn't help but panic in their hearts when facing the enemy's continuous reinforcements and entering the battlefield.
Even the old slave did not expect that so many reinforcements would appear later, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
The appearance of these people was very sudden, as if they were specially coming to deal with me.
Seeing that he is quite well prepared, he is obviously determined to win. It really makes no sense to say that it is not for himself.
Could it be that someone among his men betrayed him? Leaking information about yourself to the enemy?
So who are these enemies? Which force does it belong to?
Is it related to the murder of his son Daishan?
If so, then this is a conspiracy, a conspiracy against oneself.
Thinking of this, the old slave's face turned very ugly. Thinking of the murder of Mang Gurtai and the envoy, Daishan being ambushed, and now looking for him again, it seemed that he didn't want to let him go.
Looking around the battlefield, he saw that half of his five thousand Bagaras had been lost.
In the first round of explosive attacks, nearly a thousand people were lost. In panic, they were charged by the cavalry and lost hundreds of people. After gathering the remaining personnel and launching a counterattack, they stabilized the position.
The subsequent two waves of charges also resulted in the loss of hundreds of people, and the two sides also suffered a lot of losses in the melee. Now they saw another team coming to kill them.
I didn’t notice it until I saw it, and I was really shocked when I saw it.
This centaur rushed into the crowd, like a sharp knife, cutting open the water. It would die if it touched the bara, and ran in its own direction without stopping at all.
Especially the man in front, his speed was too fast, and the black knife in his hand was slashing casually, and his Bagara was actually no match for this man.
The people around him were obviously experts. They charged together, and no one could stop them. The target of these people was really him.
It seems that we need to break out as soon as possible. If we don't leave, we may never leave.
The old slave shouted loudly to his subordinate Bagala: "My warriors, follow me and fight out."
Under the protection of his own soldiers, Lao Nu led his men to kill in the opposite direction without slowing down at all. These Mongolian soldiers could not stop Lao Nu's assault at all, and the people who were killed fell on their backs.
Jia Cong casually chopped down one person and found that there were fewer enemies around him. He raised his head and looked around the battlefield.
I found that Lao Nu was leading a group of his cronies to break out in the opposite direction. Bagala, who was still fighting on the battlefield, were all people who had not received the news.
After all, the battlefield was too chaotic, with people fighting everywhere, and the message simply could not reach everyone.
The only people who really followed Lao Nu to break out of the encirclement were his personal guards and about a thousand people around him.
Although this team is very strong and the Mongolian soldiers are no match, it is not easy to break out quickly.
When Jia Cong saw this, he shouted loudly: "The old slave is about to run away. The people in front of me stop him. Don't let him break out. The others will follow me to kill."
"The Point Guard Is Here"
Shaking the reins, the horse rode towards the direction where the old slave was breaking out.
Jia Cong and several masters opened the way in front, killed all the enemies in front, and quickly approached the old slave.
Just when the old slave broke out of the encirclement and was about to mount his horse and escape, dozens of grenades flew into the crowd.
"Rumble..."
Grenades exploded in the crowd one after another, and suddenly everyone was on their backs.
The sudden attack directly shocked people, and the tragic situation in front of them directly caused some people to collapse and lose their fighting spirit.
Seeing this, the old slave couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh: "This is God trying to kill me, God is unfair!"
Jia Cong rushed over on horseback and laughed loudly when he heard this: "You are wrong. God is still fair. It's just that you were a bit unlucky and happened to meet me."
The old slave suddenly turned around and saw a bay-red horse slowly approaching. Immediately sitting on it was a young man wearing armor, looking at him with his eyes.
Could it be that this young man was leading all of this? Led these Mongols to ambush him?
This man is obviously from Dachu, so why are all his subordinates Mongolians?
The old slave asked doubtfully: "What is the name of the young general? Are these people your subordinates? The young general should be from Chu, right?"
Jia Cong said: "Jia Cong has met the Great Khan. You are right. I am a Qianzong in Guangning. These people are my allies. Is this answer satisfactory to the Great Khan?"
The old slave rolled his eyes and laughed and said: "It turns out to be General Jia. A flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple. One family does not know the other. The Mongols often lead their troops southward and offend the Chu. I am so angry that I sent troops to teach them a lesson." , this is also a relief for you, Da Chu.
After all, our two countries are now brotherly countries, and we get along quite well with each other. Although there are occasional frictions, they are caused by the people below. General Jia took action against me today, but it was your fault. . "
Jia Cong looked at the old slave in surprise, saying that he had never expected that he could actually say such a thing, which was really shocking.
Although I also know the saying that those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters.
But it's still a bit hard to accept when you really see the faces of these big shots.
They say that Cao Cao is evil-hearted, Liu Bei is thick-faced, and Liu Bang is a scoundrel. This old slave is not bad at all, he is as cunning as a wolf.
Jia Cong smiled and said: "The Great Khan said this, but I don't quite understand. Fushun, Tieling, and Kaiyuan were all taken away by the Great Khan. Are these the brothers and brothers you call them?"
The old slave said: "General Jia, that is a thing of the past. Afterwards, our two countries have reached an understanding and have settled the old grudges. Does General Jia want the two countries to fight again? Will the lives of the people of the two countries be devastated?"
This was so high-sounding that Jia Cong felt it made sense.
If I hadn't known what the old slave was like, or if I hadn't known his great achievements, I would have believed his lies.
"Oh, what should Dahanjue do now?"
The old slave said: "Since it was a misunderstanding, then naturally we were allowed to leave. I can guarantee this matter. General Jia can rest assured that we will not pursue it after the fact."
The ghost who believed you, if I really let you go, I will probably be the first one to deal with, so I'd better leave it to the ghost.
Jia Cong said with a smile: "I heard that the Great Khan will retaliate, so I don't dare to go back with the Great Khan. Wouldn't it be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain and causing harm to myself?"
The old slave's expression changed when he heard this, but then returned to normal.
He looked Jia Cong up and down and said with a smile: "General Jia, a young and promising general like you has an unlimited future. You Han people have a saying, which is called "The bird is gone and the bow is hidden." General Jia must have heard of it, right?
You Han emperors are all narrow-minded. If you really made great achievements, they would probably not be able to tolerate you. But I am different. I have unified the barbarians and have a broad mind. Most of my subordinates are former enemies. Now I also trust them and value them.
I also have the same trust in you Han people and Mongolian generals. General Jia, why don't you abandon the dark side and join the light? Let's join hands to rule the world. Seeing that you are not too old, I can betroth my granddaughter to you. Then we will be a family. Yes, what does the general think? "
Although what the old slave said is true, it does not necessarily mean that he is really broad-minded.
The old slave is ambitious and wants to dominate the world. However, the biggest shortcoming is that the barbarian population is too small.
Counting on hundreds of thousands of people, it is simply impossible to unify the world, so we adopted an all-inclusive strategy. No matter which tribe you are from, just serve me.
The real poor people don't care about this. They will live a hard life under whoever they are, they just change their managers.
There is another serious problem, that is, the old slave lacks managers and needs educated, knowledgeable and capable people to manage government affairs for him.
Although some scholars are very honest, most people are still greedy for life and afraid of death. On one side is death, on the other side is a high official and a generous salary. Just think about it and you will know what to choose.
At that time, the Jin Kingdom occupied half of the Song Dynasty, and most of the officials at all levels were Han Chinese.
The same was true when the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered China and ruled the land of China for two to three hundred years. Most of the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty were Han Chinese.
"The Great Khan's majesty and strategy are indeed admirable. But as long as you are around, the world will be filled with constant strife and the people will be miserable. In order to reduce the strife in the world, I can only ask the Great Khan to die."
When the old slave heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and he snorted coldly: "General Jia, I am the master of a country. Have you ever thought about the consequences of killing me? You will be the enemy of my whole country, and my descendants will also think about it." I will try my best to destroy you.
Don't believe it. They don't need to come forward to deal with you. As long as they are willing to spend money, whether it is to bribe a killer or a high-ranking official in Da Chu, it will be easy. You have to think clearly. "
Jia Cong said: "Great Khan, there is no need to say this. We are enemies. It is only natural for me to kill you. I want you to be a great hero and give you a dignified death. You can kill yourself."
The old slave laughed loudly and said: "I have been fighting all my life, and I never thought that I would fall into the hands of a little guy like you. It's really God's will. I see that your skills are good, but you dare to fight with me. If you have the ability, Just take my life."
Li Biao said: "General, let me do it."
Jia Cong waved his hand and said: "No, since the Great Khan has said it, I will naturally meet his request, and also let me experience the Great Khan's skills. Please, Great Khan."
Jia Cong jumped off the horse and stood in front of the old slave with a knife.
The old slave held the knife in his hand, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, like a ferocious beast about to hunt.
"General Jia, I will not hold back. You might die in my hands. You have to think clearly, otherwise it will be too late to regret."
Jia Cong said: "I will not hold back. Now that I have taken action, I will cut off your head and use it as my qualification for promotion. Take action, otherwise you will have no chance to take action."
The old slave laughed loudly and said: "You are such an arrogant boy, just let me see if you are really capable of looking at the knife."
He quickly rushed forward, swung the big knife in his hand, and struck Jia Cong on the head fiercely, as if he was going to cut Jia Cong in half with one knife.
Jia Cong was not afraid and rushed forward with his sword. The two swords collided with each other with a clang.
The old slave was shocked and took a step back, and was a little surprised in his heart. This boy is not very strong at his age, but he is not young. Hey, he is old. How could he lose to him in strength when he was young.
Taking advantage of the situation, he turned the big knife in a circle, stepped forward again, and thrust it diagonally towards Jia Cong's lower abdomen from bottom to top.
Seeing the big knife being pulled towards his abdomen, Jia Cong couldn't help but cursed secretly. He glanced at the old slave's big knife and found that it was intact. It was also a precious sword.
Jia Cong used his skill to pull the old slave's sword aside, then rushed forward and slashed across the old slave's neck with his sword.
The old slave only saw a black sword light passing by, and felt himself flying up. From the corner of his eye, he saw a headless corpse below, slowly falling down. Jia Cong stood aside with a knife, and then fell into darkness. among.
Jia Cong's sword was so fast that everyone only saw the silhouette of the figure flashing before a head was thrown away.
A generation of emperors, a generation of heroes, had their heads chopped off by themselves, and they came to the end.
Without the old slaves, the barbarians are no longer a worry.
Now Hong Tai is still young, and without the foundation laid by the old slaves, he has to fight for everything by himself. Not all the barbarians obey him, and there will definitely be constant disputes in the short term.
There is also Amin who is watching eagerly from the side. I don’t know what this guy is thinking?
Hong Tai is not a simple character. Once he stabilizes the situation, Amin will never have a chance again.
At this time, the battle was basically over, and Wang Shun and Borchi were ordered to arrange for manpower to clean the battlefield and count casualties.
Jia Cong leaned over and picked up the old slave's sword, looked at it carefully, and hung it on his horse. This was his trophy.
When you get back, put it in your arsenal and treat it as your own collection.
The sword used by the old slave is still very meaningful.
The battlefield was quickly cleaned, and the statistical results came out. Not a single person was left alive, and more than 5,000 people were killed in the battle.
There were also heavy casualties on his side. Borchi's eight thousand cavalry lost more than two thousand, and Wang Shun's two thousand cavalry also lost more than five hundred, for a total loss of nearly three thousand.
His side had the advantage in numbers and the convenience of a surprise attack. Another enemy was blown up by a grenade and was thrown into chaos. With such an advantage, he also lost 3,000 troops, which shows how powerful Bagala is.
He ordered everyone to take the spoils of war, had another thousand heads chopped off, and led everyone away from the battlefield.
Now Borchi's tribe has moved to the west, which is a bit far away from Guangning. Jia Cong asked him to rush back to the tribe to rest and hibernate for a while.
He returned to the camp with Wang Shun and asked Wang Shun to rest for a while and train his troops well. After a while, he would go to the tribe to replenish the two thousand men.
He rested in the camp for a night, and early the next morning, he returned to Guangning with his soldiers and a thousand heads.
