I, the military god of the Tang Dynasty, have risen since I destroyed the Turks

Chapter 764: Battlefield Turn, Mysterious Reinforcements

The north wind howled, blowing up yellow sand all over the sky. On the border plain, two armies faced each other from a distance, and a murderous atmosphere filled the air.

Li Kan stood in front of the Tang army, his hands on the awning, looking into the distance. The Mongolian cavalry was like a dark cloud, and the neighing of war horses could be heard faintly. He took a deep breath, turned to the deputy general beside him and said: "Pass the order, the archers are in place, and proceed according to the original plan."

"Understood sir!" The deputy general clasped his fists and accepted the order, then quickly ran back.

The Tang army's formation began to change. Three rows of archers stepped forward quickly and lined up in front of the formation. They wore light leather armor, carried quivers on their backs, held longbows, and looked solemn. These carefully selected archers, each of whom could shoot through the target from a hundred paces away, were the Tang army's sharp weapon against cavalry.

Li Kan walked to the front of the crossbow formation and said in a steady and powerful voice: "Brothers, the Mongols think their cavalry is invincible. Today, let them see what "arrows rain down" means! Remember the key points of training, follow my orders and fire in unison, and do not act without authorization."

The crossbowmen nodded silently, their eyes flashing with fighting spirit. They knew that their arrows would be the first nightmare of the Mongolian cavalry.

In the distance, the Mongolian army horn sounded, low and long. Li Kan narrowed his eyes and saw that the enemy's formation began to change, and the cavalry split into several groups, obviously preparing to launch a charge.

"Get ready!" Li Kan raised his right hand.

The crossbowmen all put arrows on the strings in unison, their bows bent into graceful arcs. It was as if an invisible string in the air was stretched tight, ready to go off at any moment.

The ground began to tremble. The Mongolian cavalry launched a charge, which was like a trickle at first, but soon merged into a torrent. The sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, the dust was flying, and the momentum was terrifying.

Li Kan calmly estimated the distance and counted silently in his mind: "Three hundred feet, two hundred and fifty feet, two hundred feet."

The Mongolian cavalry were getting closer and closer, and their ferocious faces and shining scimitars could be clearly seen. The fingers of the archers in the front row turned white from the effort, but no one released the arrows without permission.

"One hundred and eighty feet, one hundred and seventy feet." Li Kan's hand was still raised high.

The Mongolian cavalry in the front row had already raised their scimitars and let out wild war cries. In the Tang army, some new recruits began to stir uncomfortably.

"Hold on!" Li Kan shouted sternly.

"One hundred and fifty feet—release!"

As Li Kan swung his right hand down, the first row of archers released their bowstrings at the same time. With a dull buzzing sound, hundreds of arrows flew out of the bowstrings, drawing deadly arcs in the air.

The rain of arrows fell into the Mongolian cavalry formation, and the men and horses were thrown to the ground. The momentum of the charge was stagnate, but the cavalry behind immediately filled the gap and continued the charge.

"First row retreat, second row forward!" Li Kan's order was concise and powerful.

The well-trained archers quickly took turns, and the second row had already drawn their bows and arrows.

"put!"

Another wave of arrows poured down, and the Mongolian cavalry fell again. The horses wailed, and the knights fell to the ground, being trampled into pulp by the subsequent iron hooves.

A trace of pity flashed across Li Kan's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. War is so cruel, it's either you die or I die.

"Second row, retreat. Third row, advance! Fire!"

The third wave of arrows followed, and the Mongolian cavalry's charge formation was already in pieces. In three rounds of volleys, the Tang army's archers showed amazing discipline and lethality.

In the Mongolian army, the commander Bater was furious and pounded his fist on the saddle bridge: "Damn southern barbarians! Pass the order, rush over at all costs and tear their archers to pieces!"

The charge horns sounded more and more urgent, and the remaining Mongolian cavalry rushed forward like injured beasts, completely ignoring their fallen companions. Li Kan saw this and raised his lips slightly: "It is just as General Li expected." He shouted loudly: "Bowmen, withdraw, spearmen, prepare!"

The crossbowmen quickly retreated, revealing the long spearmen who had been prepared behind them. What was even more surprising was that a hidden trench suddenly appeared on the way the Mongolian cavalry charged!

The Mongolian cavalrymen who were charging in the front had no time to react, and fell into the deep ditch with their horses. The cavalrymen behind them were unable to stop in time and fell in one after another. The trenches were immediately filled with shouts and neighs, and there was chaos.

"Spearmen, go!" Li Kan gave the order.

The spearmen ambushed on both sides of the trench suddenly appeared, and their sharp spears stabbed at the Mongolian cavalry in the pit like a forest. Screams came one after another, and blood soon dyed the trench red.

The few Mongolian cavalry who managed to climb out of the trenches were surrounded and attacked by the Tang army's sword and shield soldiers before they could gain a firm foothold. The scimitars collided with the horizontal swords, sparks flew everywhere, but they were outnumbered and fell one by one.

Li Kan stood with a knife in his hand, watching this one-sided massacre, but he felt no joy in his heart. These Mongolian cavalrymen were also warriors, but they each served their own masters.

"Report--" a messenger came running over, "General Li has ordered that the main force of the Mongolian army has begun to move, and your troops are ordered to withdraw to the second line of defense immediately!"

Li Kan frowned: "So fast?" He looked into the distance and saw that the Mongolian army's main formation began to advance as a whole, and the black cavalry surged like a tide.

"Sound the call! The entire army retreats!" Li Kan gave the order decisively.

The clear sound of the gong rang out, and the Tang army quickly withdrew from the battle and retreated in an orderly manner. The archers carried longbows on their backs, and the spearmen dragged blood-stained spears. Everyone moved quickly in tactical actions that had been rehearsed countless times.

The Mongolian commander Bater was furious when he saw the Tang army retreating: "Want to run? That's not so easy! The whole army will give chase and avenge the dead warriors!"

The deputy general hurriedly dissuaded him: "General, be careful! The Tang army is full of tricks, there may be an ambush!"

"Bullshit!" Bater pushed the deputy general away and said, "My Mongolian cavalry is invincible. We will massacre the Tang camp today!"

The Mongolian cavalry swept in like a gust of wind, chasing the retreating Tang army. Li Kan looked back and sneered, "Reckless man."

The Tang army retreated to a gentle slope and suddenly disappeared. As soon as the Mongolian cavalry rushed to the top of the slope, they were met with another dense rain of arrows - it turned out that there was a second wave of archers ambushed here!

Screams resounded across the battlefield again, and the Mongolian cavalry fell like wheat being cut. Bater then realized that he had been tricked, but it was too late.

On the high ground in the distance, Li Zheng put down the telescope and nodded with satisfaction: "Li Kan did a good job." He turned to the messenger beside him, "Blow the horn and act according to the plan."

The deep and powerful sound of the horn echoed on the battlefield. The Tang army's ambush troops rushed out from all directions and surrounded the Mongolian army.
The deputy general hesitated, because according to convention, sounding the gong on the battlefield was a means of boosting morale, but at this moment the enemy had already been defeated, and sounding the gong would be useless.
Doesn't Kim seem overconfident?

"Blow the horn."

When the horn sounded, the Tang army slowly advanced forward, and some of them even took the opportunity to make additional attacks.

A cavalryman cursed angrily, "Our army has not failed yet!"

"idiot!"

The companion next to him shouted: "These little thieves are cunning and deliberately use these tricks to confuse our eyes. Don't be fooled."

(End of this chapter)