Changfeng Thousands of Miles End Han Song

Chapter 956 This day is really hard!

"Assemble! Assemble! Come closer to me!"

The tribal leaders and chiefs are constantly calling for their own clansmen.Tribes, an ancient social organization model, are still the main social structure of the Seljuks on the Persian plateau.

Helpless, the vast Persian Plateau has not been a place for agricultural civilization since ancient times. The surrounding high mountains block the influx of humid climate, creating a dry and rainless climate characteristic of the vast Persian Plateau.

Yellow sand, Gobi, desert, and grassland are the theme colors of the Persian Plateau, and therefore, animal husbandry is the main means of survival for them.Only a few oases and valleys have the birth of agriculture.Sistan as mentioned earlier!

And when the survival mode of a place is animal husbandry as the main attitude, then the settlers can only belong to a very small number of people, and the only applicable social organization model for them in the Gobi grassland is the tribe.

At the same time, the nature of the tribal model already determines them, the winners will work together, and the losers will scatter.

So, don't regard the nobleman who is wielding a scimitar and shouting to fight the Qi army as a representative of everyone, that is just a special case.

The cries of the tribal leaders and chiefs were useless except to make the entire pursuing Seljuk team mess up and worse.These people are not the main force of the Seljuk Empire. They are all nearby tribes in the northern part of the Coastal Mountains, and some of them are from Sistan.Just like the tribal cavalry that the servant army swept north across the coastal mountains before, the army is the Ding Zhuang people patched together from various tribes.Many don't even have a pair of leather armor.

Facing the Qi army in simple plate armor, they were meant to die.Now that people's hearts are in turmoil, they only have to be stabbed.

There is no way to organize an army in the dark, and it is even difficult to clearly distinguish between you and me.The chaotic Seljuks were already bumping around in the dark, and the loud noise filled everyone's hearts with fear.One by one couldn't help shouting loudly, venting the fear in their hearts.In the crowd of fear, even people who are not afraid at all will be infected by fear.

Such an army is even less effective.

In other words, if they confronted each other head-on during the day, even the servants who were beaten into dogs during the night attack could easily make them kneel on the ground and sing conquest.Otherwise, how could they give up the city and withdraw all of them?

The hundred riders beside Mansur were half swept away by the chaotic crowd while running in panic all the way. Seeing that there were only fifty people around him, fear gripped his heart deeply.

The thought of resistance has all dissipated from his mind, escape and survive became Mansur's first thought!

In the dark night, there were figures of people, and countless soldiers of the Qi army were charging and hacking on horseback. They had completely defeated the enemy's will to resist.

Mansur rushed forward, and the mount, which was reluctant to take any damage in the past, was whipped by him one whip after another.His mind has become a mess, and he has no other thoughts except to run forward.

It wasn't until a fire appeared in front of him that Mansur realized that he had come to his 'high light place' - the camp of the former servant army.

Looking back and looking around, there was still the sound of hooves rolling behind him, which meant that not everyone had arrived here.He should be the first batch, and the people who came here with him are not more than a hundred people.

Mansur's face was pale. He knew how many people had been dispatched tonight. The current number of people was only one-tenth of the total.

At this time, a loud voice sounded: "What's going on here? Where is Patriarch Mansur and Prince Ismail?!"

The princes in the Tianfang world are very worthless, because there are many princes in the Tianfang world.This is because their fathers do not need to be the official monarchs of the country, just as the heirs of relatively independent emirs can be called 'princes'.The second is because the son of the monarch is a prince, and the son of a prince is still a prince.Just like the later generations of Saudi Arabia, Prince Fang of 5000 days, just ask you if you are afraid!
"Ismail?" Mansur's dazed mind woke up, but he didn't notice.But someone next to him noticed.A man with blood on his body shouted: "Prince Ismail died in battle, I saw it with my own eyes!"

Mansur was not very surprised. Isn't it just that a prince died.But the person who called him was already lost, his face was dull, and his eyes were dull.

"Master, master, I can't stop, the Chinese are rushing up." Another hurried voice came from my ear.

Mansur raised his head and looked back, and saw an enemy army of more than a dozen horsemen rushing from behind.The armor on their bodies reflected by the firelight also reflected the swords and spears they wielded.

"Don't be sad, Ismail will see your loyalty in heaven. Get on the horse!" Mansur said another word, and then led the people towards the stables without looking back.

There are plenty of spare horses there, "Follow me over there. We have to change horses!"

Mansur walked cleanly, trying to leave behind the little leader with tearing eyes!Looking at Mansur who fled in disbelief, he actually escaped?Dropped everything and ran away alone? "Traitor, hateful traitor! You are a coward, you are not worthy to be a warrior of the true god!"

On the contrary, Mansour could not hear his yelling.

When a cold light swept over the little boss's neck, even the scolding disappeared.The scimitar in the latter's hand didn't even cut through the skin of the plate armor.

Yang Yao led a large force and did not catch up with Mansur and his group, but the captured Seljuks had already 'asked' out the hiding places of women, children, old and weak. "Tell them I want good news before the sun rises tomorrow!"

If you start to kill the old, the weak, women and children, you will get your hands dirty.Yang Yao would not be so unwise.He asked people to call Lasanjani and other five hundred households who were still alive out of the tent, but he did not see them.

"These damn devils, he is going to push us all into hell!" Rasanjani sighed and pulled out his scimitar.

"Everyone get on horseback, let us use the knives and guns in our hands to recover the blood debt they owed to the enemy!"

"God bless!"

The surrounding servants cried and howled, and it was at this time that Jahangiri had the opportunity to say: "The sins we committed are long enough to go to Hell." The Chinese are obviously killing people with swords and using them His hands are deepening the rift between them and the Seljuks.

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Just as the Seljuk army was gradually mobilizing to the coastal mountains, even the tribes on the Tianfang Peninsula received Sanjar's orders, and when the Qi army on the Enze Coast became strange, the Central Plains Province Kaifeng On the embankment of the river in the mansion, a middle-aged man with a bitter face was dragging his weary steps, step by step, walking back to the workshop where he was resting.

"Bitter, this day is really hard."

(End of this chapter)