Hu Kema was able to become the commander of an army because his calm mind was far more powerful than his own killing sword.
It's just a small caravan. How can it delay the military and political affairs of the entire Zhungeer Mongolian Empire because of this trivial matter.
In the dark night, it was almost difficult to completely silence the caravan members who were scurrying like a pack of rats.
"…………"
So, since we can't silence them all, and we are pressed for time, we can only choose to ignore everything, charge the whole army under the cover of night, and try our best to capture Bianyi City before dawn!
A thick, huge black line appeared on the distant horizon, and a dozen wolf flags of the Mongolian Empire embroidered with the roars of wolves fluttered and hissed in the wind.
The sound of the horse's hooves is like bursts of muffled thunder, like a large black cloud on the ground, carrying the cold wind and galloping on the vast loess plateau.
More than 15,000 Mongolian light cavalry who came from the vast grassland in the north, under the personal leadership of Captain Hu Kema'aowan, galloped westward along the canyon, sparing no effort, and finally arrived at the moment of Haishi. "Bianyi City" is underfoot.
Four brigades, twelve squadrons, and one hundred and thirty-two squads, a total of 15,000 imperial light cavalry, have all arrived at the foot of Bianyi City.
The four captains respectfully paid a military salute to Hu Kemaao. Behind him, 15,000 Mongolian cavalry were like a large open net, forming three auxiliary attacks on both sides of the main force attacking in the center. Wire.
The black armor on the Mongolian light cavalry seemed to have blended into the nearby darkness. Only long bows and arrows with cold light could be seen, and countless sharp prairie scimitars flashed in the hazy night, making people tremble with fear. The cold light.
"Order the entire army to prepare for an assault! Hu Kemaao waved to his subordinates who were waiting solemnly behind him, and pulled out his bloody sharp sword from his waist. His bloodshot eyes flashed with a terrifying light at this moment. .
After running continuously for a whole day and night, the target was right in front of us. It seemed that those damn intelligence agencies were of some use. The bannermen garrison in Bianyi City really had no defense at all.
"………………"
No one would have thought that the tens of thousands of Mongolian troops who were about to enter "Pingyang" would take the risk to detach part of their troops, turn around, and attack the unsuspecting Bianyi City.
At the same time, the 20,000 Mongol Empire troops in Pingyang will also choose to attack the city directly. Regardless of whether the result is successful or not, they can hold back the largest military power of the Manchu Qing court in the northwest region.
He will be the first to win the battle of "Northwestern Twin Splits"! Hu Kemaao thought secretly in his heart.
The bright arc moon in the sky has already set. Most of the night has passed.
Most of the sentries placed on the top of the city wall were exhausted. After a night of squatting, no one had the energy to look around carefully. What's more, some people had already fallen asleep in their dreams.
Until the continuous rumbling sound woke up a soldier on the wall of "Bianyi City" from his sleep. The fiercely burning bonfire in front illuminated the surrounding area with light, and the cold wind beat on his face like a knife.
Jean, who was still a little sleepy and confused, immediately woke up and looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.
In the dim light of the fire, the sentinel could see nothing except the black shadows of the mountains in the distance. Waves of rolling rumbling sounds still came from the distance, and waves of cold wind with chilly air rushed towards him. The cold wind blew towards him. The strong wind made him shiver.
"Hell!" The sentry cursed and picked up the weapon from his side, looking for a sense of security from above.
Suddenly, a cold flash of light flashed in the dark night under the light of the campfire, which attracted his attention. First there were one, then ten, and then quickly turned into countless, just like a glimpse of a moving wall of light.
The sentry looked pale, though he didn't know what it was. But he could also feel an unpredictable fear forming in his heart from the slightly trembling ground.
"Wang Wei! Wake up! There is... something is going on!"
The sentry lay nervously at the entrance of the sentry tower, and shook his sleeping companion in panic! The hand holding the spear was shaking, and his horrified eyes were fixed on the place that could be seen in front of the city wall with the light of the bonfire.
Although it was pitifully small, only a dozen meters away.
"Whoosh!" The torch on the city wall swayed violently in the wind, exploding into a string of red sparks.
The wind helped the fire grow, and a thick flame flashed across the dark night sky, illuminating the surrounding area. Then in the afterglow of the flame, the sentry finally saw what was in the darkness.
"Oh, God!" The sentry's eyes widened, and his whole body shivered uncontrollably. Countless black cavalry were like wolves tearing apart the space, rushing out of the darkness with the cold wind blowing in their faces. .
"Enemy attack!" the sentry shouted with all his strength. But this shout seemed so pale and feeble in front of Ben Lei who was approaching rapidly. The war horses were like thunder, and the rumble of horse hooves shattered the tranquility of the night.
"bump"! "bump"! "bump"! The sawdust flew away, and the cavalrymen who served as the vanguard of the first wave of attacks fired hundreds of long arrows carrying gunpowder in one wave, piercing the heavy iron and solid wood city wall gate.
"…………"
Then, a flaming arrow shot out.
There was only a "pop" sound, a violent explosion, and suddenly flames shot into the sky, sawdust and iron sheets flew, and the gate of the city wall was blown open by hundreds of kilograms of gunpowder.
The generals stationed in Bianyi City did not expect a surprise attack from a large group of enemy cavalry, and their loose defense resulted in the city wall gate being easily destroyed.
"Kill! No one will be spared!" Captain Hu Kemaao shouted, waving his sword, he was the first to ride his horse under the gate of the city wall that was blown to pieces by hundreds of gunpowder, and entered Inside the city.
A group of Mongolian steppe light cavalry followed him, rushing into the city like a black torrent.
"Woo! Woo! Woo!" A rapid trombone sounded from the fortress wall in the distance, and thick smoke mixed with the sound of fighting echoed through the sky!
Not far from the broken city gate, many garrison soldiers holding large siege shields poured out of the broken hole. A team of 100 men quickly stood firm on the spot and formed a flesh-and-blood defense line.
Facing a group of powerful cavalry rushing in, although the soldiers guarding Bianyi City were a little caught off guard, they still formed a formation of soldiers with spears and shields in time, like a steel city wall, temporarily blocking the attack. The cavalry barbarian army was wreaking havoc.
On the battlefield, the consequences of charging head-on into the enemy camp are nothing more than winning or losing, dying or being injured!
However, in the unpredictable and terrifying prairie, where death is possible at any time, prairie men who have grown to adulthood have a very high fighting spirit and are not afraid of death or sacrifice.
Because in their impression, death means returning to the embrace of the Immortal Heaven, especially dying on the battlefield and returning the soul to the grassland is a great honor!
Any tight formation or defense is afraid of the bloodthirsty wolves that are not afraid of death and use their flesh and blood to constantly charge.
Because in the eyes of wolves, any defense is a fragile dart.
They left no doubt about the proud nature of the soldiers who were indifferent to life and death on the battlefield.
"Kill!, kill!, kill! Leave no one behind!" shouted several captains who were commanding on the spot. They all waved their swords and led their troops into the "Bianyi City"!
The rushing black torrent stepped over the bodies of the Manchu and Qing soldiers who looked horrified.
"Ah", "ah", "ah", the clear sound of cracking bones mixed with the screams came from under the horses' hooves. The corpses of the soldiers were like a group of torn sacks, trampled by the flying horses' hooves. Turned into a pile of mud.
"………………"
"Pa", "pa", "pa", countless prairie light cavalry, holding scimitars, and the garrison in Bianyi City launched an extremely brutal and desperate fight between the city gates.
The huge war horse hit an infantryman holding a spear and vomited blood and fainted. At the same time, an infantryman holding a spear directly stabbed the spear into the chest of the riding prairie soldier.
"Ah", "ah", "ah", there was a continuous wailing inside, "swipe" swords flew, spears stood up, swords and guns collided with each other, sparking countless sparks in the dark night.
The screams of people, the screams of machetes hitting blunt flesh, the sound of spears hitting the chest and falling to the ground, one after another, echoed continuously in this blood-red battlefield.
Only ten minutes later, like demons repeatedly devouring lives near the city wall gate, hundreds of Mongolian steppe light cavalry on horseback fell off their horses one after another, and the Bianyi City garrison suffered even more heavy losses. More than a thousand people holding The infantry soldiers with spears and spears all died under the city gate.
"…………"
Hu Kema stood proudly on his horse, the scimitar in his hand was already stained with blood. At this moment, his hands were stained with the lives of more than twenty soldiers.
"Formation! Formation!" Due to the rush and panic, some of the garrisoned soldiers did not even wear armor and rushed out of the tent with only weapons in their hands. They were knocked away by the Mongolian steppe light cavalry on the spot...
Long arrows flew across the sky, and the sharp roar that tore through the air instantly filled the killing battlefield.
Thousands of white arrowheads drew white lines, whizzing from high places and shooting into the bodies of the Southern Imperial Court garrison in Bianyi City behind the shields.
The whistling sound of arrows tearing through the air filled their eardrums. The "swishing" arrowheads that penetrated like locusts kept knocking soldiers to the ground. The soldiers of the southern imperial court behind the shield wall were in chaos under the blow of the continuous rain of arrows. In a ball.
"Hell! Don't be afraid to charge me!"
The general stationed in Bianyi City saw that his subordinates were hesitant and became angry. You must know that during the battle between the two sides, any hesitation and fear among the soldiers is a huge mistake, especially in the critical situation of life and death. time.
