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Chapter 194 First Victory
The Mongolian army is equipped with bows. The main weapon is generally a long riding spear, and the secondary weapons are mostly scimitars, head hammers, and maces.

At this time, the terrain was too small for the horses to run, and the Mongolian soldiers did not use long spears to fight against the enemy with scimitars.

The scimitar doesn't look very powerful, but compared with ordinary knives, it can gather force no matter where it cuts people, and its penetrating power is extremely strong.

"what!"

The screams sounded.

As soon as Meng Zu went down with his scimitar, Song Bing's leather armor split and blood gushed out.

This happened not far in front of Duke.

Du Ke turned his head and saw that dozens of people were squeezed behind the sky.

Now there are only more than [-] people lined up, but the opponent is more fierce than expected, and someone has already killed them.

Just now, he thought that until all the soldiers came over, the battle would be won.But at this time, he thought that this kind of hand-to-hand combat was not his style of play.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's that there should be a better way to play.

He is the "Red Army Exploring Horses", a pioneer, and he is good at outflanking.

The Red Army of Exploring Horses can only exert its advantage in a wider terrain, rather than fighting this kind of stupid battle...

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"Old Willow!"

A colleague in front of Xu Kui was hacked to death by the soldiers and cried loudly.

He swooped forward and slashed at the Mongolian pawn.

He was already a bit crazy, and he completely forgot that there were all Mongolian troops in front of him.

Fortunately, many people have rushed up...

Li Xia dragged his injured leg, Bao San clutched his abdomen, and Jiang Fan's neck was still bleeding.

Beside them, rows of river patrolmen rushed up and rushed towards Du Ke's formation.

At this time, the twenty or so Mongolian soldiers who rushed into the valley first were divided and surrounded, and there were more than twenty people lined up around Du Ke.

The casualties of the river patrolmen were obviously much greater, although no one had time to calculate them, but perhaps twice as many.

But Li Xia and others are still there, and the backbone is still there.

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Li Xia used to hear people say that ancient wars would collapse if the percentage of casualties reached a certain level.

Now here, he thinks it depends on the number of people, the terrain, and the duration of the battle...

The complexity of war cannot be generalized by putting together a few data sets.

For example, mentality, if five or six patrolmen can kill a Mongolian pawn side by side, they will all feel that they are stronger than they imagined.

Every subtle emotion can determine victory or defeat.

Li Xia was in it, watching the flesh and blood flying, but thought that war was more like a beast.

Beasts are sensitive, not to be manipulated.

They will bite, they will show their fangs, and they will look at each other. Every movement they make must hold each other down, and they must judge which is stronger and weaker.

Because it is a matter of life and death.

Li Xia didn't dare to be careless. He was injured, exhausted, but he still tried his best to straighten his body, and he wanted to be the backbone of everyone under his command.

Blood flowed over his broken foot and dripped to the ground.

He dragged his feet and led the people to kill Du Ke.

Step by step, he gradually reached more than thirty steps in front of Du Ke.

At this distance, bows and arrows have lost their effect, and only hand-to-hand combat remains.

"come!"

Li Xia looked up and looked into Du Ke's eyes.

……

fierce.

That was the only thought on Duke's mind.

At this moment, facing the bloody young man, he suddenly remembered the wolves he had seen, those eyes and fangs.

On the battlefield, the fighting continued.

Du Ke knew that now he needed to make a decision, whether to move forward, or... no, he could only kill forward.

"what!"

Suddenly, a scream interrupted Duke's train of thought.

Someone fell down more than ten steps away from Du Ke.

It's not a Mengzu, but a Dali miscellaneous soldier.

He was stabbed, but survived, howling on the ground.

The howling sound spread quickly like an infection.

Du Ke suddenly realized something, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the narrow path behind him.

"Ah! Ah!"

A Dali miscellaneous soldier walking in the line had turned his head, collided with the Meng pawn behind him, and squeezed into the thin line of sky.

"There is an ambush ahead!"

a mess...

"Kill him! Kill him!" Du Ke yelled frantically.

"Kill him! Kill him..."

Finally, Meng Zuo on the path held down the Dali miscellaneous soldier and wiped his neck.

Behind Duke, the blood of the Dali miscellaneous soldiers sprayed out; in front of him, dozens of Song soldiers had already killed more than twenty Mongolian soldiers.

"Damn!"

Du Ke looked back again, only to see that the soldiers behind him hadn't come yet, and Dali miscellaneous soldiers who were afraid to move forward blocked the way...

At this moment, he suddenly thought of Ashu.

He once attacked Wuman with Ashu, and Wuman's charge Chicheng was surrounded by water on three sides, which was easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Wuliang Hetai was unable to attack for a long time, Ashu took advantage of the midnight and five o'clock to climb up with Du Ke and others, beheaded countless Wuman with random knives, and smashed Chicheng.

It can be seen that when Ashu uses troops, he also has bravery and ingenuity.

Du Ke couldn't help but said: "If General A Shu encounters this situation, how should he fight?"

It's not wrong to play today.

The cavalry under his command come and go like the wind on the flat ground, and they have practiced mountain climbing skills in the southwest, so they will not be defeated no matter what.

But it happened to be blocked by a few Dali miscellaneous soldiers on Wuchi Road.

This battle was lost to the Dali miscellaneous soldiers...

If we retreat now, we will lose 30 people.

But what if they catch up?
No, back on the trail, Song Jun's superiority in numbers could not be expanded.You can go to the trail to guard, one man guards the gate, and ten thousand men are invincible.

No, it's too easy to collapse.

But this kind of hand-to-hand combat is not what the soldiers are good at, the difference in numbers is too big...

While his mind was spinning, Duke clenched the scimitar tightly.

But when he looked back again, he found that there were only a dozen people around him.

Several soldiers turned around and ran back.

Du Ke was furious, but he also made a decision at this moment.

"Go back! Go back!"

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"Won!"

Xiong Shan cried out inwardly.

He didn't jump down from the mountain stream with Li Xia, but he still carried a knife and killed two Mongolian soldiers.

From Xiong Shan's point of view, the battle was fought according to Li Xia's tactics in the end.

Although the Mongolian army discovered the ambush in advance, Li Xia risked his life and jumped down the mountain stream to bring back the time difference.

At this time, the Mongolian army retreated, and the river patrolmen beheaded more than [-] heads and seized the horses and weapons, which was already a great achievement.

But Li Xia yelled something.

"Chuhu! Lead people to catch up!"

Xiong Shan was taken aback, then turned his head to look, Li Xia was covered in blood and had fallen to the ground.

And Hu Hu has already led the people to rush up...

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More than a dozen Mongolian soldiers retreated in a very orderly manner.

They didn't think they were defeated. They killed more Song soldiers, but there were too many enemies, so they had to retreat to the trail for a while and wait for General Ashu to bring people.

However, Huohu led his men to catch up first.

The other patrolmen on the river are recruits, not fierce soldiers, but the Huhuhu is.

He was suffocated because he shot the arrow too early, but at this moment he finally seized the opportunity to perform meritorious deeds and behaved extremely fiercely.

The innate savagery of Yi men, the courage inspired by Li Xia, and the anger caused by the death of his comrades... merged into the power of a sword.

Slashed with a knife, blood was scattered everywhere.

More than ten Mongolian soldiers were shocked, turned around and ran away.

The real victory or defeat happens at this moment.

The road was so wide that the Mongolian soldiers crowded there could neither escape nor fight back.

A pair of icy knives pierced their bodies, and the howling sound spread, echoing in the valley, and the Mongolian army finally collapsed.

Huohu climbed up the steps by himself and chased after him.

He quickly caught up with a Mongolian soldier who was pushing and shoved, and directly finished the opponent.

"what!"

"Die!"

Huhuhu roared, stepped on the corpse on the ground and continued to chase forward.

Covered in blood, like a ghost.

"Puff puff……"

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze...ah!"

Louhu couldn't understand the Mongolian call, so he kept yelling in Yi.

"Come on! Come on!"

"Don't squeeze! The ones behind turn around and kill! Don't squeeze...I order you to cut off the rear." Du Ke also shouted.

Du Ke is not without bravery, but he has been squeezed into the sky.

There were several screams behind him.

Duke turned his head...

Cut off with a knife!

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Xu Kui's eyes widened.

He was injured and fell to the ground, but he stared at Luhu closely, his eyes full of disbelief.

Can one person chase and kill dozens of people? !
Xu Kui suddenly felt that he would rather die in battle than have such courage...

For him, this scene has been unforgettable all his life.

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"Victory! Victory!"

Cheers erupted in the valley.

"County lieutenant! We won!"

"County lieutenant!"

"..."

Bao San fell to the ground, closed his eyes, listened to the cheers, and heard his colleagues calling Li Xia, but there were only two words in his mind.

"Shu Shuai..."

(End of this chapter)