Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 269 The entire army was wiped out 2

Everyone hurriedly moved in the direction of the planned breakout. Sure enough, when the sun reached high in the sky, the Tatars finished decorating and started setting fires all around at the same time.

Fortunately, Jia Cong and others anticipated the enemy's attack and saw that the situation was not good. They took the Kongxing Death Battalion as the vanguard and rushed down the mountain at one go.

The Tatars were afraid that he would flee south and return to the city, so they placed heavy troops in the south. Unexpectedly, Jia Cong did the opposite, broke out from the northeast, and killed him in one fell swoop.

After receiving the message from the flying eagle, Lakshen sneered slightly and was not worried, as long as Jia Cong did not escape back to the city. In the wilderness, he did not believe that the Han army could escape the pursuit of the grassland athletes.

"Brother Cong, yesterday you swore that there was a way to fight the mountain-burning mountain. How should we fight now?" Sun Chi followed Jia Cong on horseback and asked.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Don't worry, the time has not come yet, let's be stubborn with them first."

Under the command of Jia Cong, a group of people fought and retreated, leading tens of thousands of Tatars in circles on the Liaodong grasslands, neither completely getting rid of them nor letting them encircle them, and slowly moved closer to a valley.

After running for most of the day, it was already at the zenith of the moon, and once again he was able to shake off his pursuers. Jia Cong ordered his horse to drink water by the Daqing River, rest for a while, and eat some dry food.

"Your Majesty, we have been fighting for a long time, and the water and rice have not been taken in. The soldiers are a little tired. Please tell me what to do next." Wang came in to report.

Jia Cong waved his hands and said: "We are tired, and so are the Tatars. We are only tired with 10,000 people, and the Tatars are tired with 40,000 people. Calculating, we will not suffer a loss. Tell brothers, reinforcements are coming. Please cheer up." .”

"Yes!"

"Shan'er, how are you doing with your father-in-law?" Jia Cong asked.

"Dad has recruited a total of 3 people from several tribes and has reached the predetermined position."

"Where's Yi'er?"

"The reinforcements sent by the General Military Mansion have arrived at Liaohaiwei and are on their way here. They should be able to reach the ambush site at midnight tomorrow."

Jia Cong nodded and said: "Shan'er, you lead the personal guard camp and the troops to escort His Highness over first."

"Brother, you..." Wan Yanshan hesitated with a worried look on her face.

Jia Cong laughed and said: "I have ten thousand soldiers under my command, what are you afraid of? I haven't had a serious battle with the Tatars, how can I retreat lightly? Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Sun Chi couldn't help but interrupt: "Where are you going to send me? I'm much better now. It's enough to charge into the battle."

Jia Cong said: "Don't... I'm most afraid of you charging into battle. If something happens to you, we will be defeated even if we win. More than ten miles north of here, there is a valley called Razor Valley, which is the most advantageous for an ambush. There has been an ambush over there. Send 30,000 Jurchen reinforcements. When the time comes, you go there first and I will lure the Tatars over, and then...hehe."

Sun Chi was overjoyed: "How come you even know there is a valley outside the pass?"

Jia Cong held Wanyanshan in his arms and said with a smile: "Who told me to have a good wife? This area is the territory of the Jurchens of the Qili Mi tribe, don't you know?"

"Okay, let's do it!"

Jia Cong tried hard to persuade Wan Yanshan to leave.

"Then don't be obsessed with fighting. Break out in time. I'll be waiting for you in the valley."

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion. How can I fight to the death with the Tatars?" Jia Cong said.

Wanyanshan left dozens of Jurchens to lead the way, and led a thousand personal guard battalions and more than 400 Jurchen warriors to protect Sun Chi.

Everyone had eaten and drank enough, their clothes were still on, and their horses were still saddled. They rested for a while. Seeing that the eastern sky had turned white, they guessed that the Tatars had rested enough, so they stood up one after another and got ready to go.

I could vaguely hear the thunderous sound of hoofbeats coming from the south, which was very clear in the quiet morning.

Jia Cong shouted coldly: "The death camp is the vanguard, come up to me!"

"The general has your order!" Kong Xing shouted loudly, and with the death camp, he faced the sound of hooves and rushed out.

"Soldiers! Follow me to kill the enemy!" Jia Cong shouted and led the Chinese army to charge.

Because the light was poor before dawn, the two cavalry were facing each other. When they saw clearly, it was too late to shoot arrows. Kongxing led a thousand heavy cavalry in fish-scale formation and rushed into the enemy's formation. Like a huge iron plow, it turned out in an instant. A flesh-and-blood ravine more than thirty feet wide and more than a hundred feet long.

But I saw the water-milled iron Zen rod in the palm of emptiness flying up and down, rolling around on the arms, shoulders, and back, using the force to strike, like dancing lamp grass. The 108-style Crazy Magic Wand technique is both offensive and defensive, and is indescribably exquisite. It can knock away more than a dozen Tatars in an instant.

"Follow me!" Kongxing shouted, clamped the horse's belly, and charged forward with great courage, as if he wanted to single-handedly kill the enemy's ten thousand men to death.

Seven or eight Tatars were inspired by him and came to kill him.

Kongxing was wearing heavy armor, with only two eyes exposed. He ignored the Tatars' swords, slashes, and spears. He just used the Zen staff as he pleased, and he was invincible to anyone who stood in his way.

Later, Jia Cong led a large force to fight along the passage he opened, further tearing apart the enemy's formation.

Lakshen stood proudly under the newly made eight-legged banner, watching coldly the fierce and fierce charge of the Han army, unmoved. With a wave of his hand, two troops of ten thousand people circled left and right, and quickly made dumplings for Jia Cong and others.

Jia Cong did not panic, looked at the banner in front of him, and shouted: "My sons! Follow me to kill the general and seize the flag!" After saying this, the death camp with emptiness went straight to Lakshen to kill. Wang Jin hurriedly rushed Go up and protect.

"You don't overestimate your capabilities!" Lakshen snorted coldly. There were 20,000 cavalry in front of him. How could he kill them casually?

"Follow me to kill!" Jia Cong roared, and led Wang Jin, Kongxing, and Zhang Yuanba to charge forward with arrows.

Jia Cong and Wang Jin opened their big guns and danced out thousands of pear blossoms, taking care of all directions. With a flash of gun light, a Tatar fell off his horse and advanced more than ten feet in a few breaths.

Zhang Yuanba was guarding Jia Cong on the other side. With his heavy armor, he rushed straight into the crowd of Tatars. He didn't look at the direction of the enemy's swords and guns. He just stretched out his arms and swung two bronze hammers. The yellow shadow passed by. , all the Tartars had their bones broken and their tendons broken, and blood spurted from their mouths and they fell off their horses. Under the impact of a thousand heavy cavalry and fierce generals such as Jia Cong, hundreds of Tatars were killed in an instant.

Lakshen was surprised that this Han army was so brave, and he surrounded and killed them with heavy troops.

Jia Cong allowed himself to be surrounded by an army of 40,000 without any panic. His pretense of risking his life to capture the king was a lie, but his ruse was real. If the Tatars were not given some bait, they might not take the bait.

It dawned early in Liaodong, and the morning glow was already falling. Jia Cong took the time to look at the situation on the battlefield, and then led his men to charge for a long time. He felt that the time was almost up.

Yin shouted: "The whole army breaks out!"

"Breakout!" Kongxing and dozens of other soldiers around him shouted in unison.

"Breakout!" The sergeants of the death battalion shouted in unison, immediately drowning out the deafening sound of killing on the battlefield.

Kongxing did his job, swung the horse's reins, turned the horse's head, and led the death camp to draw a circle along the Tatar's tight defense line, and still broke out to the north.

"Stop them!" Seeing that Jia Cong was about to retreat, Lakshen shouted, and his subordinates waved their flags and ordered to stop them.

But just now Jia Cong made a desperate move to capture the king from the south, which attracted their heavy troops to the south. Now the defense line on the north side was naturally empty, and the death camp could easily tear it apart and break out of the encirclement.

"Fire the arrows! Fire the arrows!" Jie Hui shouted, commanding the soldiers to turn around and shoot a hail of arrows to stop the enemy.

The Tatars were not willing to rest, so they controlled their horses with their legs to catch up. Waves of arrows covered the sky and rained down, and countless soldiers were hit by arrows and fell from their horses. When it comes to riding and shooting skills, although the officers and soldiers practice diligently on weekdays, they are still far behind the Tatars.

"Charge! Charge! Just rush into the valley and you'll be fine!" Jia Cong roared, leading his troops to rush forward with all their strength, and rushed into the Razor Valley against the rain of Tatar arrows.

"Chase me!" Lakshen was so angry that he saw the duck flying away from his mouth. He couldn't bear this breath and led his troops to chase him into the valley.

Jia Cong was heartbroken and bleeding. He had just charged and killed at least 4,000 men and horses. Especially in the end, more than 30,000 Tatars chased them with cavalry and fire, causing huge casualties. Fortunately, all this effort was not in vain, and the Tatars were indeed fooled.

"Follow me and kill them all!" Seeing the Han army entering the valley and running wildly, Lakshen was so angry that he roared.

Suddenly, a row of tall people in black helmets and black armor appeared in front of them, holding long knives. The Han army passed through the gap left by the human wall. The human wall closed again.

It is Jia Cong's personal guard camp.

The fleeing sergeants hid behind the human wall and breathed a sigh of relief. I just let you shoot. It was so good. I can't kill you this time.

Lakshen looked at the more than a thousand "cut off" infantrymen in front of him and sneered: "You want to stop my 4-strong army with just these people?"

"Come in!" Yan Shuangying yelled.

Bang bang bang! Two hundred Mo Dao soldiers in each row blocked the valley passage, like a steel city wall, slowly crushing towards the Tatars.

"Trample them to death!" Lakshen roared, commanding the cavalry to charge forward.

"Fire the arrow!" Jia Cong shouted.

Thousands of arrows rained over the heads of the Mo Dao soldiers and shot at the Tatars. The valley was narrow, and tens of thousands of Tatars were crowded together. Suddenly, hundreds of them were hit by arrows and fell off their horses.

"Shoot!" As soon as Lakshen opened his mouth, he suddenly saw thousands of arrows shooting out from the mountains and forests on both sides, like a black rainstorm, hitting the formation hard.

In an instant, countless Tatars fell off their horses!

There is an ambush! Lakshan finally reacted.

"Charge into the mountains and forests on both sides! Charge from the front!" Lakshen is also brave. He did not retreat but advanced when he was ambushed. Now it is not easy for the tens of thousands of troops to turn around. It is better to rush out directly. The thousands of people in front will be lifted without any accident. The legs can be trampled to death.

The next moment, an accident happened.

"kill!"

The Mo Dao soldiers shouted in unison, remained motionless, and slashed at the Tatars with their swords.

Hundreds of sharp sword lights bloomed!

Bah! The more than 100 Tatars at the front were instantly smashed to pieces, with blood flowing like waterfalls.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Seeing Mo Dao being raised again, all the Tatars felt chills in their hearts. What is this?

Before Tatar could react, the extremely sharp Mo Dao swung down again.

There is no doubt that Tatar only has one piece of leather armor at most, which is almost like paper under the blade of Mo Dao. It is easily split into two pieces and falls off the horse.

"Charge over, charge over!" The Tatar general was horrified and yelled crazily.

The Tatars were not unyielding. After two waves of deaths, they still rushed forward, slashing with swords and spears, leaving little sparks on Mo Dao soldiers' bodies.

"kill!"

Mo Dao paid no attention to the soldiers. He was like a huge war machine. The only movement was to swing the sword, move forward, and swing the sword. Like a meat grinder, it crushed the Tatars' flesh and blood, cutting down thousands of men and horses in an instant.

(End of this chapter)