Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 223 Your Highness, This Is Called Profession

The battle under Shicheng had come to an end. After two consecutive rounds of fighting, the two sides suddenly found that no one could do anything to the other.

Prince Hamid, who was originally in the upper hand, suffered heavy losses after being rushed by the opponent's armored cavalry, and could barely maintain the situation.

Nasr II also found that his armored cavalry could not rush against the infantry formation of Gulam on the opposite side, and then fell into deep self-doubt.

In his impression, the imperial guard army built by him has followed him for more than ten years, defeated countless enemies, and has never met an enemy.

Especially when they successively captured Baishuihu City, Talas and Balasagon, they defeated tens of thousands of cavalry of the Kara Khanate many times with thousands of cavalry.

He also killed Basil, the father of Buglahan Saktu, and captured a large number of Saktu's brothers and sisters.

But how come now that they can't rush the infantry who don't have much armor?

"His Royal Highness, the gate of Bukhara has been opened, and the people who came out carried the golden steed flag. It was Said and the others. They controlled Bukhara. Prince Hamid and the rebels are finished!"

Grand Wazir Baal Ami excitedly ran to Nasr II to announce the good news, but Nasr II calmly glanced at the old Grand Wazir without much excitement.

"I am the emir of the kingdom. Any rebellion against me will fail. The citizens of Bukhara support me!"

Although he looked quite calm on the surface, no one noticed that Nasr II pressed his hands on his knees, trying to control his thighs from trembling.

"My aunt gave me up! Now we have no way out!"

Prince Hamid looked at the thousands of people who came out of the mighty city of Bukhara, and said to General Hussein and the Lahore clerk with a wry smile.

He left [-] Guram in the city. Although he could not capture the Forbidden City of Alka, he would not lose control of the southern and northern cities.

In the current situation, if the guards of the Alka Forbidden City and a large number of noble guards from Bukhara can go out of the city together, it must be Queen Ai Xie who came forward.

Only she, only this queen, can break the will of Gulam in the city, and only when Queen Aishe promises to let go of the past, Gulam in the city will abandon him Hamid.

The prince is now in great pain, his mother died young, and his aunt Ai Xie has always been his staunch political ally.

He is about the same age as two years old, like a mother and son, and like a brother and sister, but unexpectedly, the first person who betrayed Hamid was actually Ai Xie.

"General Xue, I think if Ju'erhan still hides in the dark, he can only watch us fall!"

Prince Hamid looked at Xue Shouli with a pale face, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

Could it be that this Ju'er Khan has the intention of occupying Bukhara?That's why he let himself be wiped out, and then took the opportunity to capture Bukhara?

yes!How can millions of dinars compare to the occupation of Bukhara?

"Steady the front! Do you think you still have a choice? Do you think Nasr will let you go? If he was so merciful, Prince Hamid would not lead us down this road!"

The great change in Bukhara was a very serious blow to Prince Hamid's Ghulam. Many unsteady people collapsed when thousands of guards drove out of Bukhara.

Hussein raised his knife and killed several of the fastest running rout soldiers, while continuously roaring loudly.

Needless to say, it is really helpful. The cruel and vicious character of King Nasr II has been fully exposed in these years.

This emir will never let anyone who dares to resist him go.

"Where's Ju'er Khan? Where's Ju'er Khan's army?" Barely holding the line, Hussein immediately rode to Xue Shouli's side.

They have Zhang Zhao as their backup, except for a few people, even many officers don't know about it. After all, this is not something glorious, but at this moment, Hussein can't care about anything anymore.

"Hussein, my brother, get ready to fight!" At this time, Prince Hamid showed the mental quality of a crown prince.

"General Luo, please inform His Majesty Ju'er Khan that occupying Bukhara is definitely not a good choice, it will turn Bukhara into a dead city.

There are millions of people in the Saman Kingdom. They have their own pride and will not let any foreign race rule them. If Juer Khan can keep his promise, I, Hamid, am willing to give everything! "

Prince Hamid almost gritted his molars and said this sentence, as long as Juerhan appeared now, he would be willing to pay any price.

Because he now has only 8000 people left, and his morale has almost dropped to the bottom.

If King Nasr II was willing to come out and say that he could pardon them, these people would soon surrender on the spot.

The drums of war sounded, and the guards from Bukhara and the army from Shicheng slowly pressed towards Prince Hamid together.

But Prince Hamid breathed a sigh of relief, because it showed that Nasr II was unwilling to let any rebels go, and he did not want to pardon anyone.

"Father, your ruthlessness and arrogance have not changed a bit!" Prince Hamid wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Hussein, my brother, tell everyone we have reinforcements!"

A more brutal battle began, and Nasr II was determined not to spare any rebels.

Hamid's Bukhara Gulam also had to fight desperately in order to live a little longer and the illusory hope of reinforcements in the prince's mouth.

Ten miles away, Zhang Zhao's [-]-strong army had assembled, and any Gulam horse archers who appeared around, no matter which side they belonged to, were ruthlessly slaughtered by the Iron Horse Capital and the Baodaying cavalry.

Even the messengers sent by King Nasr II to recruit Iqta were all caught up and killed.

Xue Shouli came galloping on the horse, and the horse started to foam at the mouth.

"Your Majesty, someone in Bukhara has turned against the water, and Prince Hamid is about to lose his hold!"

Zhang Zhao nodded. After watching the play, it is almost the same now, and the strength of Nasr and Hamid is also almost the same.

In all fairness, after a month of Ramadan, the personal martial arts and equipment of the soldiers on both sides are still acceptable.

But they lack war experience, and they can't even keep up with the standing army mentioned in the battle. Another obvious lack of combat experience in large corps is not only the lack of soldiers, but also the lack of generals.

If you want to find a template for analogy, it is about the same as the professional cheerleading squad in the late Tang Dynasty, especially during the Xizong and Zhaozong periods - Datang Shence Army.

They are all small citizens in big cities as soldiers, and the noble N generation as military officers. Even if there are some bright people who are promoted occasionally, it can't change the situation of the army as a whole.

This is a common problem of soldiers in big cities. Not to mention this era, it will not be solved for more than a thousand years in later generations, unless it can be developed into the high-tech and high-tech combat period of the later Republic.

"Yang Shouli!" Zhang Zhao shouted.

"The last general is here!" Yang Shouli hurried to the front on his horse.

"You take a thousand soldiers and horses from the headquarters, and control the north gate of Bukhara for me. This gate must be in our hands!"

Although Zhang Zhao didn't really plan to rule Bukhara, he wasn't going to hand over the initiative to Prince Hamid. With Bukhara's north gate, it would be easier to blackmail him.

"Here! Please follow your majesty's orders!" Yang Shouli crossed his arms in response.

This person has one advantage, that is, the ability to command troops is not very strong, but he is very calm and careful. He is the most suitable to control the northern gate of Bukhara.

"The rest of us will follow along. Let's fight the army from Bukhara first, and then attack King Nasr II in Stone City!"

"Here!" Everyone responded loudly, with momentum like a rainbow!

. . . . .

One soldier after another fell, and even Prince Hamid was covered in blood.

The prince no longer had his original elegant demeanor, and only half of the long sword inlaid with gold and jade was left in his hand.

Lahore, the confidant clerk, was shot in the thigh by a stray shot, and he was already lying on the ground, unable to groan, only his pale lips were trembling.

As for General Hussein, Prince Hamid does not know where he has gone.

Now there are at most 5000 people in Prince Hamid's Ghulam, which has been cut into several pieces and surrounded. Hussein has a high probability of not running away, but being divided and surrounded or even killed in battle.

Ju'er Khan still didn't show up, he was doomed, tears welled up from his dry eye sockets, a failed coup d'état, the only thing waiting for him was death.

Not only his death, but his considerate main concubine, charming side concubine, clever son and well-behaved daughter will have no chance of surviving, and even all those who are closely related to him, will die.

'Dangdangdang! The sound of retreating gold and iron sounded, and Prince Hamid was immediately refreshed. Is this the army of Ju'er Khan coming?
But he was soon disappointed, it was not Ju'erhan's army that came, but an envoy from Shicheng.

The army belonging to Nasr II stopped attacking because they had already won the battle.

The envoy rode a white horse and galloped directly to a place less than 200 meters away from Prince Hamid.

"His Highness the Emir has a decree! Hamid Abu bin Nasr, he committed a rebellion, murdered his father, and committed a heinous crime, but as long as you are willing to kneel down to plead guilty and admit your mistakes to the great Emir, you can still keep your family. "

Prince Hamid laughed miserably. It was indeed his father who always wanted to take all the benefits.

Now let him plead guilty to keep his family, so he doesn't have to bear the crime that even his grandchildren can't tolerate.

If he did not plead guilty and executed his whole family, it would not be because King Nasr II was cruel, but because he did not know what to do.

"Father! You have always been like this, you are always so hypocritical! I will not come out and confess, I will never confess to you!
Because I am not guilty, all this is forced by you!It was you who forced your own son to death!I just want you to be the sad person who killed your own son and grandson. "

Prince Hamid just felt refreshed all over his body. He has worked hard for ten years as the crown prince. He is always thinking about how to please his father and maintain his status. In the end, he still ended up like this .

Perhaps without the catalyst of Ju'er Khan, he might never have the courage to resist, and he might not even be able to utter his own voice, and would silently disappear from everyone's sight.

But today, he didn't want to bear it any longer. After letting go of his heart, Prince Hamid sat down on a big rock and continued to curse in the direction of Shicheng.

From Nasr II's insidious arrogance to his hypocrisy and cruelty, it's very cool to scold him!

In Stone City, King Nasr II's face turned black, and Prince Hamid's voice was so loud that he almost tore his face off him, and then put it on the ground and rubbed it hard!
"Attack! Attack! Send that Nizi and all his people to purgatory!" The furious old Emir almost went into battle by himself.

Suddenly, just as Nasr II roared with a dark face, there was a sound of thunder in the distance, and the restless earth rolled up the sky full of smoke and dust, and the red background with the sun and the moon painted on it had never been seen before. The big banner looms in the smoke and dust.

"Enemy cavalry! There are enemy cavalry! There are enemy cavalry!" At the top of Shicheng, the sentry rang the alarm bell.

Almost in an instant, cavalry overwhelmingly rushed from three directions, and the light cavalry galloping on both wings were like two big claws stretched out by crabs.

Nasr II's light cavalry rushed up howling, and they wanted to buy time for other troops.

The infantry that besieged Prince Hamid also quickly shrunk their formation, and many people fled in a panic, wanting to go to the stone city and form an array again.

However, it was too late. Before the light cavalry on both wings rushed to the enemy, the opponent's light cavalry perfectly shot a wave of arrows.

They used a wedge formation, and the locust-like arrows were not wasted, all of them were tilted towards the heads of the Gulam light cavalry.

Immediately, these Gulam light cavalry who had been fighting for more than two hours fell down in pieces, and the rest were cut to pieces when the enemy light cavalry approached with their sabers.

The infantry retreating towards Shicheng fell into even greater chaos. The light cavalry on the opposite side did not come over to kill them directly, but used their maneuvering advantage to perform dazzling interspersed.

The light cavalry kept making strange screams and shooting arrows to intimidate the infantry, cutting the retreating infantry into small pieces one by one.

These panicked infantry could only be forced to huddle together in a mess.

Immediately afterwards, armored cavalry in a tight charging formation appeared. They were wearing black iron armor that made people tremble at first sight, and they all held long lances in their hands.

'Boom!Boom! 'The armored cavalry accelerated suddenly at about thirty steps, and it looked like they were flying over.

How could the chaotic and crowded infantry have the guts to confront such an armored cavalry?

Often when the armored cavalry on the other side started to charge, they would cry and scatter, and then they would be easily pierced through the back.

After breaking through a few messy infantry regiments in this way, the entire battlefield became even more chaotic.

No one resisted, everyone was crying and running for their lives!Everyone was stunned by this sudden battle, or unilateral massacre.

Nasr II's imperial guards head ten thousand could only hasten to recruit four to five thousand people under Shicheng, preparing for the final resistance.

There is still a slope under the stone city, which is not conducive to the impact of the cavalry, and it is more convenient for the infantry to defend. What's more, the cavalry has no speed, and the cavalry bow is definitely not the opponent of the infantry bow.

However, he immediately realized that this idea was unnecessary, because the main force on the opposite side was not cavalry, but mounted heavy infantry.

Zhang Zhao stood in the crowd wearing golden armor. The Persians on the opposite side didn't have catapults, and they couldn't make ballistas either. So it shouldn't be a big problem to wear the golden armor.

Five hundred sets of cotton armor were all added to the soldiers around him. With this kind of cross-age armor, the soldiers in the front row could also wear a set of chain mail inside, and their defense power doubled.

"Wind! Wind! Wind!" The three thousand heavy infantry roared collectively, then drew arrows from Hu Lu, and almost simultaneously drew the long-tipped bow in their hands to full capacity.

All of this was done within a few minutes, including the formation formation.

Zhang Zhao squinted his eyes and pulled the bowstring, and then let go of his thumb suddenly. The bowstring, which was almost full, bounced back quickly, and the huge thrust was transmitted to the arrow.

The arrow flew out rapidly amidst the hum of the bowstring, and the arrow shaft even twisted in the air due to the huge force, like a carp flicking its tail rapidly, trying to jump over the dragon gate.

'boom! The sound of three thousand bowstrings vibrating at the same time was as loud as thunder exploding in the sky, and the rain of arrows all over the sky fell like raindrops from the blue sky in the thunderbolt of the clear sky.

Immediately, a large number of arrow shafts with quivering tail feathers sprung up on the hillside outside Shicheng like mushrooms after rain.

Four or five thousand Nasr II's Ghulam and guards were as fragile as scarecrows, falling down in pieces in the terrifying arrow rain.

First round, second round, third round, fourth round.

The warriors, who seemed to have infinite physical strength, didn't even need the command of the officers. They would throw the arrows after Zhang Zhao shot the first arrow.

After shooting four rounds in a row, the enemy on the opposite side didn't even get organized, even an effective confrontation.

Blood flowed down the hillside of Shicheng, almost converging into a stream.

After the bows and arrows were shot, 4000 people lined up in a neat line, raised their rifles and spears, and marched forward in formation.

The enemies that had almost collapsed did not organize any resistance, and were killed continuously like puppets.

Occasionally, those who were a little brave were quickly sniped by the regrettable warriors holding the god arm bow in the back row.

Prince Hamid was completely numb. He stared dumbfounded at everything in front of him, and the ecstasy of turning a corner could not cover up his shock at the moment.

It turned out that in his eyes, the almost invincible guards of the Alka Forbidden City were so vulnerable when facing Ju'erhan's army, hunting them was as easy as a tiger pounced on a gazelle.

"His Royal Highness, here! This... is called professional!"

Xue Shouli rushed to Prince Hamid's side in a few strides, and patted Prince Hamid's shoulder carelessly.

"Wait to be the emir! But the premise is that you will keep your promise."

　The epidemic is approaching, and the unlucky tiger has been arrested again. Let’s update [-] words first today. I guess it will be more difficult to write the second. stand up.

　　
　
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