Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 180 The dead friend is not dead

Zhang Zhao took a piece of pancake and smelled it. The pancake didn't smell bad, but it had a strange smell.

He looked left and right, and locked his eyes on Ma Yaozi, who was munching on barbecue, eating flatbread, and taking a sip of water.

Ma Yaozi looked at Zhang Zhao, and walked over with some confusion, what's wrong with Mr. Erlang?Why are you looking at yourself like that?

"Yaozi, you bastard, if you dare to buckle your feet again, you will get cakes for me. Believe it or not, I will let you sleep in a dirt nest with the wild bear tonight!"

Zhang Zhao's face was very ugly, and the surrounding soldiers wanted to laugh when they heard Zhang Zhao's gnashing of teeth.

This Mr. Erlang is good in everything. As a nobleman, he can endure hardships and stand hard work much better than their soldiers, and everyone admires his skills, but he is a little... um..., particular.

right!Just pay attention,

I can't take food with my hands clasped, and I have to cover it with soil after I get out of the house. I will yell when I have lice on my body. I always find a place to wash my face every day when I get up. I am indeed a nobleman with so many rules.

Ma Yaozi shivered uncontrollably. Now they sleep on the mountain in well-dug earthen nests, usually by the fire, with a little hay spread, which is enough for sleeping.

However, in order to save energy and keep warm, two people usually sleep together.

That wild bear is big enough, and he likes to snore, anyone who wants to sleep with him will definitely suffer.

"Mr. Erlang, a certain Yan Jin is here!"

When Ma Yaozi's eyebrows were drooping, Yan Jin came, and together with the Shanzhu'er team who had just arrived, all the 56 regrettable Shandu soldiers who were still able to act were present.

"Bai sent news from the letter that they had burned at least [-]% of the stock in the Persian granary the day before yesterday. They judged that the Persians will soon be unable to hold on and retreat!"

Zhang Zhao called all the officers above the fire chief to his side, and passed on the latest news received.

"I also have news from the interrogation just now. A rebel soldier who escaped from the city of Balasagun said that starting earlier today, the Persian army began to attack Balasagun. It is a fierce attack that does not count casualties!" Yan Jin wrinkled Brow, and told Zhang Zhao the news he got.

"Dog slave! This is to get the golden cicada out of its shell! I guess the person responsible for the onslaught must be a warrior from the Persian army!"

Zhang Zhao's face turned cold, and he immediately laughed out loud. After the granary was burned, it was obviously a show and a disguise to attack regardless of casualties.

"Duke Jun said that they might have to retreat? That's right! If Captain Bai and Captain Li can burn down the Persian granary with a few hundred rides, it can only prove that the combat effectiveness of this Persian army is really not good enough." How about it.

Now that they have lost almost half of their food, they really have no choice but to retreat as soon as the food is sufficient. "

The reckless man Wang Tongtong has also learned to think. It may be that he was almost killed several times, which made him feel that his luck was not very good, and he gradually wanted to change to the role of a commander.

"If that's the case, before they retreat, they will definitely send elite soldiers to search for us first, so as to make the retreat safer!" Yin Yaozi agreed with Wang Tongxun's opinion.

"Then tell me, if you were them, how would you find us?"

Zhang Zhao looked at Yin Yaozi and asked, among these people, Yin Yaozi, Yan Jin, and Fanquan were more flexible in their minds.

"From Ashbulai City to Balasagun on the hundred-mile road, dozens of us hid in this mountain, and it was impossible to find it!

So I have a certain guess that they will definitely organize a large-scale grain transportation recently and let us intercept and kill them on purpose.

If we had a lot of people going, they would choose to surround us. If there were few people going, they might choose to deliberately let go of a few lightly wounded people, and then follow them all the way in order to find the big troops. "

Yin Yaozi closed his eyes and brought himself into the Persians for a moment, then said.

"Exactly! This is the only way the Persians want to find us."

Zhang Zhao nodded appreciatively, his cousin's military strength is average, but he can indeed be trained as a general.

"Your Majesty, there is news from the scouts of Team B, the second general from the right, that a large Persian grain transportation team has set off from the seventh grain storage point ten miles away and is heading for Balasagun." , Fanshun trotted all the way over.

Everyone laughed in unison, all with expressions of grasping wisdom beads. Now that they have guessed the tricks of these guys, it is much easier to deal with them.

"Now I order everyone to get together and rest in place, and take out all the food we have except the fried soybeans on our bodies, so that everyone can have a good meal.

Panquan, you go and take someone to take out all the armor that we have stored in the 'home'.

Ma Yaozi, you choose five or six smarter ones, we are waiting for you in an ambush near here, you know what to do, right? Zhang Zhao quickly made a decision.

"I know!" Ma Yaozi had a constipated expression on his face, "The Duke of the county wants us to pretend to intercept and kill, and then lose to be chased by others, leading them into the encirclement!"

"Why are you making a fool of yourself? Look around, they are all idiots with no brains, only you, Ma Yaozi, can do this well! Go!"

. . . . .

Ismar led six or seven hundred elites to follow behind the food transport team for about a mile, but at this moment, the sense of relief he had just received this task had long since disappeared.

It was only when he arrived that he realized that the enemy army in the mountains seemed to be difficult to deal with. The number of them might be around a hundred, and their combat effectiveness was extremely strong.

At the same time, Governor Duraf's nephew Abu Nasr and some elite warriors who came with him from Bukhara have also been killed.

The governor's nephew and members of the royal family were killed. The officers guarding the food storage point were paralyzed by fright.

Therefore, the work at the food delivery point was also a mess. If it weren't for the fact that the enemy army in the mountain was too small, this most critical food storage point would have been breached long ago.

"General, bite, the warriors of the former army have bitten those nasty mice!"

While thinking wildly, the sentry in front came to report that his men had already bit the enemy troops in the mountains.

"Great!" Ismael waved his fist excitedly. He has six to seven hundred people here, and they are all relatively elite warriors. As long as they bite those enemies, how can they lose if seven or eight of them fight one?
The horse kite waded across a stream at high speed. The stream was not deep, but there were still many boulders covered with moss in the stream.

It's better for him without armor, but with armor on, even if it weighs more than twenty catties, it's very difficult.

Ismar was a little hesitant. There were high mountains and dense forests across the stream, and he always felt that these fleeing enemies were deliberately luring them, and there might be ambushes on the opposite side.

It would be a bit dangerous if a group of people suddenly appeared on the opposite side in the middle of wading through the water.

"General, Your Excellency Governor's nephew has already died in battle. You are the one who asked for orders to clear up the enemy troops on the food delivery road. If this cannot be done, the Governor may..."

The soldiers behind him reminded Ismael softly, and Ismael's expression changed instantly.

He remembered now, the idea of ​​retreating, but he made it first.

Although it was not his fault that the Governor's nephew was dead, one can imagine how angry Governor Duraf would be when he heard the news.

If he still can't clear up the enemies lurking on the road, I'm afraid that the last big boss who has been blamed is destined to be him.

"Wade across the river! There are so many of us, and the battle of wheels has wiped them out!"

Ismar made his decision, and Persian soldiers in leather and chain mail began to cross the river.

"Let them pass, after they pass [-], let's shoot their rear team crossing the river together.

Man Xiong, Dunzhu, and Wang Xuntong led ten soldiers in three-layer armor to block those who had already crossed the river. After we shot down the enemy's rear, we gathered and wiped out the rest. "

As Zhang Zhao said, he walked out of the woods with his hard bow of one stone in his hand, while the rest of the Shandu warriors all took out their magic arm bows and carried a bow on their backs.

In the age of cold weapons, far more people died from bows and arrows than from hand-to-hand combat.

Although Zhang Zhao's [-] or so people had to fight against more than [-] people on the opposite side, he was not worried at all.

This is not a game, and everyone has the determination to fight to the end. Just facing the Persian army of this level, more than 80 people were killed and injured, and more than [-] people were killed, and they would definitely collapse.

Ismar's brow was covered with sweat. What he feared the most happened. When more than a hundred people waded through the water, dozens of soldiers with crossbows suddenly appeared on the opposite side.

There were many slippery stones in the creek, and the people who crossed the river were almost like fixed targets, and they were shot down to the ground one by one.

Even the side that was about to cross the river was shot down a lot. The crossbow on the opposite side was fast and fierce, and the chain mail couldn't guard against it.

"Quick! Quick! Let the front army charge!" Ismar howled. As a fairly qualified officer, he still knew where the key to victory or defeat was.

As long as the more than a hundred people who crossed the river can quickly overwhelm the more than ten people who intercepted them, the battle can still be fought.

However, he immediately despaired. Amidst an earth-shattering roar, a strong man wearing at least three layers of armor and holding a huge axe ran out from the enemy line.

Like a berserk giant bear, the strong man rushed directly into the crowd who had just crossed the river, holding a huge ax in his hand, and swung it like a windmill.

The crowd was like termites whose nest had been overturned. With a bang, the strong man was the center and began to flee in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, another equally majestic man threw four spears in a row, nailing the four unlucky guys to the ground.

Then he charged with two spears in his hand, but no one who was next to him could block the second blow.

Wang Tongtong also roared, the Persian soldiers who were only wearing chain mail on the opposite side were much weaker than he imagined.

When they waded through the water, they didn't form a formation immediately, and the bows in their hands were mostly soft bows of six or seven buckets.

Ordinarily, it is impossible for a big country like the Saman Kingdom of Persia to be unable to make a strong bow, so there is only one possibility.

These Persians can only draw bows with less than eight buckets continuously, which shows that their combat effectiveness is just like this.

Thinking of this, wearing three layers of armor, the king's communication is the same as that of the bear and Dunzhu. He didn't think about the formation. He rushed in and brandished two cooked copper maces.

Hitting the chest with a mace, the enemy vomited blood and became exhausted.

With a mace at the head, the enemy with a pocket is like a watermelon that has been knocked open, with red juice splashing everywhere.

The arrows on the hillside became fiercer and fiercer. The people who rolled up their trousers and were wading in the water were unable to move. They were shot and killed in the stream, and the stream was dyed red in a short while.

The more than a hundred people who crossed the river were even more miserable. They were scattered and fled by more than a dozen enemy troops. Although the brave men and officers among them still wanted to resist, they were all quickly killed.

At this time, more than [-] of the [-]-strong Persian army crossed the river, but they were scattered without a firm foothold.

Dozens of people were shot down in the stream, and those who were about to cross the river hesitated in a dense formation and were shot down by more than a dozen people. From the very beginning, the battle situation has completely turned in an uncontrollable direction.

"Run! Run quickly!" Ismaar roared anxiously in a low voice. He pulled the officers and guards around him a few times, signaling them to run quickly.

One of the officers was still a little hesitant. Although the current situation is miserable, it doesn't necessarily mean that they will lose. After all, they are ten times stronger than others.

"Chief Qianhu, we can't retreat. Your Excellency the governor gave us an order to fight to the death."

"Hmph!" Ismar snorted coldly, "Do you think His Excellency the Governor can return to Tashkent?
Let's run, let's gather people and go back to wash Talas, and then use Talas' gold and silver to go to Bukhara for some activities. At worst, we will be dismissed, at least we don't have to die in this barren mountain. "

(End of this chapter)