choke element

Chapter 478 Night Battle

The blood-red sunset slowly sets.

The sky was still bright, and the fifth village of C was captured.After all, the Khitan people in the village had just witnessed the revival and collapse of the Liao Kingdom not long ago, and their emotions and beliefs were not enough to support their loyalty to another regime.

The reason why they defended was just a subconscious reaction to the sudden encounter with the enemy; and they persisted until now, only because they were afraid of the threat of the Mongols slaughtering the enemy.But this temporarily gathered fighting spirit dissipated very quickly.When Yeluannu died in battle, everyone lost hope, so they gave up resistance one after another, threw away their weapons, and fell to their knees.

Only a few people surrounded their families and stuck to a log fortress in the center of the stockade, repelling the enemy's attacks twice in a row.As the battle intensified, there were also old women who climbed to the top of the fortress and frantically scolded the attacking Khitans.

The Mongolian warlords in chinchilla boots immediately took the place of the Khitans. They brandished big knives and killed all the defenders crowded at the entrance of the fortress like cutting weeds, and then poured into the fortress.

Someone knocked over the lamp, and the second floor of the fort suddenly burst into flames. With the flickering of the flames, the swaying figure uttered terrifying screams, and then the screams of women continued.

Outside the fortress, it was the same sound, with people crying everywhere.The Khitans who had previously attacked the camp were all under the watchful eyes of the Mongols, slashing and killing their own people expressionlessly.

In a short period of time, too many people were killed, and the village began to be filled with a strong smell of blood and feces.Their blood splattered on the ground, before it could seep into the sand, it flowed out along the slope of the village gate.

After a while, some Mongolian cavalry came back with their horses. They chased those who wanted to escape in the fields and bushes outside the camp, and drove them under the earthen wall. They were shot at targets.

The leader of this team of Mongolian cavalry is the white-haired Naminfu.

Dier, the elder of a thousand men to whom he originally belonged, had died in battle in Shandong.So after returning to the grassland, the entire thousand households were reorganized, and many centurions who participated in the war but performed mediocrely were severely punished.Only Naminfu was not punished, instead the entire hundred households were transferred to Jebe's command.

Everyone knows that Jebe is the most valued hero under Genghis Khan, and he is the sharp and precise arrow of the Great Khan.

This transfer is undoubtedly a promotion.For Naminfu, an old soldier who had participated in the Battle of the Thirteen Wings, the Great Khan had a deep friendship, so he deliberately gave Naminfu the opportunity to make meritorious service.

Of course, this is also thanks to Naminfu's mediation in Shandong negotiations, and finally brought back the fourth prince Tuolei.

But the series of changes during this period was still too hard for Na Minfu.Getting promoted after a big defeat was not joyful for him, but caused him such intense shame that his gray hair became completely white in more than a year.

But Naminf's subordinates were very satisfied with this, and were also very happy to follow Jebe to fight south.

For example, Abuel, the ten-man commander, hasn't fought to his heart's content for a long time. At this time, he burst into quite agitated emotions, and he was also very involved, laughing and shouting non-stop.

Amidst the laughter, the cavalry kept plucking their bowstrings and shooting arrows at the Khitans running along the earthen wall.Wherever the arrows went, people kept falling to the ground, struggling and crawling on the ground.

Some people kowtowed desperately to the Mongols, begging them to spare their lives.But Abel led several cavalrymen on horseback, trampled them to death together with the wounded with their horseshoes.

Seeing that this group of people had died, Abel pulled his horse back and looked at the other place greedily.

It was a direction farther away from the village, and two columns of Mongolian cavalry lined up in a loose formation, fanning to search among the low bushes and haystacks.Occasionally, when a panicked Khitan ran out, several Mongolian cavalry would rush over at the same time, and there would be a competition to kill him with a machete first.

This kind of entertainment is rare on the grassland, after all, there are too few people on the grassland.And today is different from the past, every Mongolian is now a member of Genghis Khan, and they can't mess around.

Except for slaves, of course, you can kill whatever you want, but there are very few slaves in Naminfu's hundred households.After the defeat in Shandong, there were not enough people in the hundred households, so Naminfu promoted many slaves to Nakeer, so that Abul was depressed for a long time.

The Central Plains is better, there are so many people, and they will never be able to kill them all.

Abel looked at this scene excitedly, and then looked at Naminfu with some longing.

Naminfu didn't like this look very much. He felt that Abel seemed crazy and forgot that he was originally a shepherd.So he said coldly, "Let's go, we're going to drag away the corpses in the village."

Abul felt a little regretful, but no one dared to disobey Jebe's order.

So they went back to the stockade and started dragging the dead man out, finding a place that was not intrusive.

The corpses were still bleeding, and the corpses were scattered all over the place, mixed with the black soil and yellow grass.Some people's faces were on their backs, and some were lying on their stomachs. Many people's eyes were still wide open, full of fear, and seemed unwilling and angry.

After all the corpses were removed, Jebe entered the village and made a round of inspection.

He was very satisfied with the performance of the soldiers who took down the stockade quickly, and he was also very satisfied with the bravery of the Khitan war slaves.So it was announced that a celebration would be held in the stockade, and the most valiant warrior among the Khitan people would be selected and he would be the centurion to lead the Khitan people.

This will be the fifth Khitan centurion promoted by Jebe after he invaded the Northeast.The previous four people all received generous rewards from Jebe, including money, horses, excellent weapons, subordinates he picked out one by one, and women.

Of course, there is also the respect of the Mongolians, which is especially rare.

Every Khitan looks forward to becoming the fifth centurion.

It was already night, and the Mongolians set up a large number of pine torches in the village, and dug out the kang to barbecue beef and mutton.They gathered in the center of the village, beside the smoky fortress, chose a piece of blood-soaked ground and spread felt blankets and horse clothes, and then summoned the Khitan war slaves from the outside, and let them appear in groups. Wrestle and fight with each other, show your strength.

But because the village can't accommodate everyone, most Mongolians can only gather around the village, listen to the shouts inside, and guess the wonderful scene of wrestling.

In several teams of hundreds, the Mongols, who prided themselves on their bravery, were dissatisfied that the Khitans could perform in front of Jebe, so they started their own competitions to vent their excessive energy.

They grabbed the soil and dead grass on the ground and threw them into the air, then spread their arms, posing like eagles circling and flying in the grassland, bent their legs and jumped on the spot, keeping vigilance little by little, approached each other, and then grabbed and hugged each other. fall.

In this kind of competition, the huge and strong Huga took advantage. He won several people in a row and came back sweating profusely. Then he licked the knife drawn by Abul and expressed his respect to his captain .

Many people's envious eyes were focused on Abel, which made Abel elated.

He took out a few large chunks of black cheese from the lapel of his leather jacket and handed it to Huga.Huga took it happily and stuffed it all into his mouth at once.

But his movements suddenly stopped, and his eyes wandered, so that the crumbs of the cheese shell fell down.

Abul was a little dissatisfied, and felt that Huga might think that the reward was not enough, so he kicked him hard.

Huga's two legs were as thick as iron pillars, he didn't care at all, but continued to stare blankly for several times.

His eyes and ears are too sharp for ordinary people, so Abel often uses him as a hound, just like Naminfu commands the hounds he raises.

At this moment, Huga vaguely saw a figure shaking in the distance, and he also heard a low muffled groan and the frightened neighing of war horses at the same time.However, it was too far away, and the figures and voices were all fleeting.

Huga didn't think about it at all, and continued to chew cheese, sat down next to Abul, and put back the huge felt robe soaked in oil around his waist.

In the direction that Huga noticed but didn't care, Han Xuan raised his hand to signal.

Behind him, the shadowy queue stopped instantly.

In front of him, a soldier made a guttural sound in a low voice, calming a frightened Mongolian horse to calm.

And another armored soldier with a vigorous expression was pressing the mouth of a Mongolian knight tightly with his hand, and then pulled the knife out of the knight's chest.While drawing the knife, he let go of his hand and nimbly grabbed a handful of sand to press the wound to prevent the smell of blood from flying in the wind and attracting the attention of the Mongols.

"Boss, we can't go any further. This is the third Mongolian scout we've met. After half a stick of incense at the latest, their ten commanders will be alert."

　Asia rises!The Chinese team can't beat Saudi Arabia and Japan, there is nothing embarrassing!We are on the same level as Argentina and Germany!
　
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