Mount and Blade Central Asia

During the battle, Li Rufeng did not need to raise flags or wear conspicuous armor like other commanders to make all soldiers and enemies aware of his position at all times. When Li Rufeng chose a new target, because of the presence of his personal guards, the team of a hundred people would naturally feel Li Rufeng's will.

Therefore, when Li Rufeng changed his primary goal and led the team towards the camp of those immortal knights, the first to be left behind was the elite hundred-man team led by Mengge.

"My lord, you are asked to continue to tie up these cavalrymen!" The personal guard following Mengge conveyed Li Rufeng's will.

The Kurds were defeated in one battle. They had only 300 people but could not play any significant role. Although Li Rufeng's headquarters team led by Haishar had all changed their uniforms after the Battle of Mardin City and looked very much like a regular army, in fact, in terms of attributes, they were still quite far behind Mongke's hundred-man team.

It can be said that on the front battlefield, only Mongke's centurions could fight against Moser's knights.

Moreover, Li Rufeng was reluctant to see too many casualties among his own cavalry...

Mengge was an ambitious professional soldier, and Li Rufeng was the lord he had bet on and surrendered to. He had to

They should obey his will, so Mengge pulled out his troops without saying a word and launched a round of archery at the enemy cavalry that had just crossed over.

A qualified Mughal cavalry must learn to obey orders. Although they have bows and arrows in their hands, they must obey the orders of their officers on when to shoot, whether to use heavy arrows or light arrows, whether to shoot close or scatter from a distance.

These professional soldiers under Mongke were all trained as grassroots officers. They had all led troops in the previous expedition against Dost, so naturally they would not make any low-level mistakes.

When Mengge shot the arrow in his hand, which had a special structure at the throat and could buzz in the air, the entire century-man team moved as one, and at the same time, while riding fast on horseback, they looked back at the moon and shot a round of chasing arrows at the enemy.

The arrow used was a heavy arrow, and at a distance of about fifty meters, most of the arrow's power had been lost, so the target was the enemy's mount covered with a thin vest.

In fact, it was the first time that Mengge saw a cavalry team equipped with full-body vests. You should know that even under Timur's command, only the armored cavalry that performed frontal breaking missions were equipped with full-body vests, and other shock cavalry mostly used half-body vests.

After a rain of arrows, more than a dozen knights in the enemy team slowed down instantly, and their horses were either hit by arrows in the buttocks or legs.

This was far from the damage Mengge had expected. He had originally thought that at least twice as many horses would be injured, causing the enemy's cavalry to become disjointed.

But considering the strange soldiers he had just seen at the catapult position, Mengge could fully accept this result. To these veterans who had been through many battles, even if you had three heads and six arms, as long as you could still be killed by a saber, no matter how panicked they were, they would kill you first and then panic.

"Gee!" Mengge sped up again and took advantage of the other party's U-turn to create distance between them.

For the Mughals, charging an infantry phalanx, shooting arrows from a distance of more than ten meters in front of the battle, and then turning around and retreating was not considered a skill. What was considered a skill was facing the enemy cavalry, accurately grasping the distance, taking advantage of their speed, killing the enemy with bows and arrows at close range, and then promptly keeping a safe distance, reorganizing the formation, and preparing for the next attack.

Historically, there were not many horse archers who could do this, but the Mongols did it. At least the four best-selected standing centurions under Qinggelinayan did it.

And now, Mengge was demonstrating the reason why the Mughals could dominate this land. After his team had opened up a distance, it took only three hundred meters to complete an almost U-shaped turn. Moreover, after the turn was completed, the entire team naturally took their positions while running, still presenting a perfect five-column and twenty-row vertical formation.

But in contrast, although Moser's team had a numerical advantage of twice as many, they still rushed for more than 400 meters before stopping after one charge. At this time, they were not far from the moat of Aleppo.

So the artillery team that had been waiting on the watchtower to pick up leaks fired a shot without hesitation. This time they used the bronze bullets that the blacksmiths in the city had just delivered to the city wall that morning. The heavy shells, with double the charge, instantly crossed the middle distance.

puff!

The head of a cavalryman was suddenly hit into a ball of blood mist, and then the cannonball, which turned into a red shadow because of the blood, pierced through the bodies of four cavalrymen, a thigh, and the warhorse behind the thigh, before crashing to the ground with a puff.

However, the resilient bronze bullets ricocheted off the relatively hard ground, and the remaining power of the shells broke the legs of two horses before rolling out of Moser's cavalry with satisfaction.

With just this one shot, Moser's cavalry lost a total of eight men. Although there was some luck involved, the cheers that instantly rang out on the city wall boosted the morale of the defenders.

The soldiers and militia who had bows and arrows shouted and shot arrows at Moser's troops. Although most of these arrows had no accuracy and lethality, they also demonstrated the military power of the defenders.

"Well done!" Muzaffar excitedly patted the old man firing the cannon on the shoulder. If the cannon wasn't so hot, he really wanted to go up and give him a kiss!

What a treasure! Muzaffar had never seen such a powerful thing in his life. He had seen people firing cannons before, but those cannons had never created such a visually impactful scene.

Mozer looked up at the cannon on the city wall, and a trace of fear flashed through his heart. If the target of the cannon just now was him...I'm afraid even an immortal body would not be able to withstand such an attack?

But the fear in his heart was soon replaced by anger. He shouted loudly, reorganized his troops, and planned to repeat his previous achievement of attacking the Kurds. However, Mongke's troops were already galloping towards him.

The enemy cavalry, which had just suffered an artillery bombardment, was now slowly accelerating and had no time to compete with Mongke's troops, so the Mongol people got another perfect opportunity to attack.

Mengge led his men until they were less than 30 meters away from the enemy's flank before shooting the first arrow. Mengge could see clearly that the arrow went directly into the enemy's eye socket through the helmet observation hole.

But he did not waste time observing his results. Instead, he turned his horse around without hesitation and galloped in a direction parallel to the enemy's marching distance.

Under the leadership of Mengge, the whole team almost face to face with Moser's team to complete a round of horse archery.

When several rows of cavalry shot arrows, the distance between the two sides was less than five meters!

But the results they achieved in this round were also amazing!

Moser's right wing was like an apple with a bite taken out of it, with a gap appearing all over. More than thirty cavalrymen were killed in one round by the Mughal's cavalry archery tactics.

"uraika!" Mengge shouted happily, venting the fear and anger in his heart.

"Uraika!" Mengge's knights responded loudly, but among them were a few coughs...

On the other side, Haishaer had handed over the command of the team to Habashibuhua, and he caught up with Li Rufeng alone.

Li Rufeng didn't know what those resting knights were, but Haishar knew they were immortal knights...

The Wind of Order organization has always known about the existence of the Immortal Knights, but no one has actually seen them. Or to put it another way, no one has seen those Immortal Knights and survived to bring the relevant information back to the Castle of the Eagle of Order for preservation.

They only knew about the existence of such a class among the followers of the Green Wind through the fragments of words from other followers of the Green Wind, a class that was favored by the Green Wind.

In fact, according to the records of the Eagle of Order, the Four Wind Gods have each left behind one or more classes with their blessings in this world, such as the Fury Warriors and Blood Knights who believe in the Scarlet Wind. This is the only special class with accurate records in the Eagle of Order organization.

When caught in a bloody battle and enraged, a Fury Warrior completely loses their mind, blocks their sense of pain, and gains self-recovery capabilities several times greater than those of an ordinary person. The Blood Knight is even more mysterious and powerful. The only suspected example is Lord Milansha himself...

As for the special classes among the followers of the Pink Wind and the Azure Wind, they are much more secretive. Based on historical data, scholars of the Eagle of Order have speculated that the former may have a class called the Enchanted Maids, and the latter... After realizing that the Eagle of Order organization was collecting relevant intelligence, the sinister black wizards compiled the existence of hundreds of classes and spread it among different believers. No one knows what their true class is.

And now, the special class of Immortal Knights of the Green Wind have appeared, and there are more than twenty of them. It is impossible for Haishar to let Li Rufeng face these knights alone.

Chapter 272 Plague Field

"Zars, move, those mortals are coming." Although the experienced immortal knights are lazy, they are indeed real "elites". They got their current positions after risking their lives.

In comparison, the newly promoted Immortal Knight Naseeruddin Moser is a bit unconventional. It seems that he is lucky and has a good family background, which is why he is favored by the Green Wind.

These immortal knights were actually divided into three parts, led by Ishak Khafra and Zars. The former was mainly composed of Mamluks and had the largest number of people, a total of fourteen people.

As for the latter, the six immortal knights led by Zales were mainly Castilians from the other side of the strait.

As for the last faction, it is the Egyptian faction headed by Horus the Ancient. Of course, neither Zares nor Khafra believes that they are really descendants of the Egyptian royal family.

But it is undeniable that the immortal knights led by Horus the Ancient are really very...ancient, so ancient that their bodies have become semi-mummified and look "much slimmer" than other immortal knights.

The one who asked Zales to move was Khafra. He himself did not want to move. Because of the special features of their immortality, these immortals had various physical ailments. Although they were extremely powerful, they also became extremely lazy.

Just like before, they let their infantry advance quickly, while they themselves lagged behind just to get a few more hours of sleep. They themselves did not like to bask in the sun, as it would accelerate the decay of their flesh, so they would always wait until the sun was about to set before they would get up and move.

Even now, when the enemy cavalry was less than two hundred meters away from them, Khafra still hoped that Zars would take care of it.

After all, he is the one with the strongest power on the surface and should be the last one to appear.

Zals has been an Immortal Knight for a shorter time than Khafra, and he has fewer people around him. They were driven out of the Kingdom of Castile by the witch hunters of the Inquisition. They are a bit like dogs that have lost their homes, so they don't speak so firmly now.

He glanced at the Ancient Horus, who was as silent as a statue. He had been like this all day and it was rare for him to speak on his own initiative.

Seeing that he had no support from others, Zals did not challenge Khafra's authority. He just sighed, tightened his helmet and armor, and jumped on his horse.

The other people around Zals also reacted in the same way. The six immortal knights, with a hint of laziness, blocked Li Rufeng's route with a line of skirmishers.

Six to one hundred...

But judging from the situation, Zals actually had a slight advantage.

He had no reaction to the group of knights charging in front of him. He just used his own rhythm, gently knocked the horse's belly, tucked the long lance under his armpit, and rushed straight forward.

The first to react was Haishar, who shot an arrow from fifty meters away.

Haishar's heavy arrow was like a meteor, instantly piercing through the chest of one of the knights.

The knight entered the body, and a handful of dirty blood came from behind, but he still maintained his charge trajectory, met the rain of arrows shot by Li Rufeng's cavalry, and rushed into the cavalry group that had already started to move forward without any harm.

Li Rufeng recognized the first cavalryman who fought against him. He was the second son of the Lao Hemu family, who had just reached adulthood this year. Although he was not as strong and powerful as Huluchirjia, he was full of passion and had superb riding skills. He always rushed to the front to show his bravery.

This was also his first time to truly step onto the battlefield. During the previous expedition against Dosite, he could only stay at home to guard the stove because Lao Hemu was bedridden.

"Ha!" Li Rufeng saw with his own eyes that the young warrior stretched out his saber from a distance, trying to chop the enemy from the side, but the enemy's lance suddenly changed direction at an extremely fast speed and easily pierced his chest.

The huge impact did not make the knight let go of his spear. Instead, he lifted the first victim high up and then swung it, knocking down another Mughal cavalryman who came to look for an opportunity.

At this time, Huluchirjia arrived with red eyes. Like Mengge, when fighting against these armored knights, he chose a golden hammer as a can opener. Taking advantage of the gap when the opponent fought back, he hit the side of the opponent's helmet with a hammer at close range.

Li Rufeng heard it clearly, it was a muffled sound...

This time the attack worked. The knight suddenly stiffened like a piece of wood, and then staggered off the horse. But the scary thing was that although his helmet was severely deformed, he was not dead yet. His lower body was still trying to control his balance as much as possible, and his hands were grabbing at the helmet in vain, trying to remove the severely deformed helmet.

Li Rufeng didn't know what the condition of the head would be like under such a large dent, but it was obvious that this kind of injury was fatal enough for an ordinary person.

The bleeding Mughals were aroused to ferocity. Whether it was blunt instruments or sabers, the cavalrymen kept trying to use their weapons to leave scars on the mere six enemies.

Cavalry engagements only take a moment, and many times, before people have time to feel fear or linger, the whole process is over.

For example, now, because he was too focused on the enemy's movements on the battlefield, Li Rufeng did not achieve any results in the moment when they passed each other.

He didn't want to admit that a moment of hesitation did cross his mind when he rushed towards the opponent, and this hesitation made the warhorse, which was in sync with his mind, take Li Rufeng away from the battle at a "safe" distance. When the magic sword was swung, the tip of the sword was still two palms away from the opponent's armor.

In the midst of the panic, no one could blame Li Rufeng. Everyone knew that he wasn't a good rider, and that the fact that he was able to catch up with the other herdsmen in such a short time was a blessing from the Eternal Heaven...

But Li Rufeng himself was very upset. After experiencing so many things, he originally thought that he should be braver.

The two sides crossed each other, and the immortal knight with his helmet flattened was still struggling on his horse, trying to pull his helmet off, but his body twitched from time to time as if he had been electrocuted, which made everyone realize that his condition was very bad.

In front of the Immortal Knight, eight Mughals fell down, even though Haishar had entangled the enemy leader.

"Come again!" Li Rufeng did not continue to lead the team to provoke other immortal knights. Since the other party was willing to send troops and add reinforcements, he was happy to cooperate.

But Haishaer stopped Li Rufeng. He coughed forcefully again and said to Li Rufeng, "Retreat first!"

When Li Rufeng came to his senses, he finally realized that many of his men and their horses were breathing faster, and he himself felt a chill all over his body, with cold sweat breaking out inside his armor...

Chapter 273: I think that thing is not that strong

What the hell is this thing? Li Rufeng was horrified and turned with his team to hastily leave the small hilltop with a slight height difference. Fortunately, the Immortal Knights had no intention of pursuing him.

When they had gained enough distance, Li Rufeng gradually felt his body returning to normal. This distance was about a hundred meters...

"What are the abilities of the Green Wind believers?" Li Rufeng coughed forcefully a few times, and after making sure that he had no more symptoms, he turned to ask Haishar.

"It should be. This is the first time we have seen a real Immortal Knight." Haishar's eyebrows were wrinkled into a "川" shape. He had reported the attack on the Eagle of Order in the Mamluk territory to the Eagle of Order Castle in other Muslim worlds.

But in any case, it would take several months for these branches to respond. The castle in Mecca was the semi-public headquarters of the Eagle of Order in the secular regime, and it was the power center of their loose organization.

And now, no one knows how many people are still alive and how many are dead.

The entire Eagle of Order organization has completely lost control in Egypt and Syria. Haishar can only fight alone with a few colleagues who he is not sure whether he can trust.

This is also the reason why he trusts Li Rufeng more, because he is a newcomer, and when there was a huge change in attitude towards the Eagle of Order in the Mamluks, Li Rufeng had nothing to do with it.

Of course, Haishar did not want to doubt the knights of the same background as himself, nor did he want to doubt the apprentices who had not yet grown up, and he did not want to regard the promising Master Ahmed as a potential enemy, but... there were too many coincidences and too many accidents.

Moser led the corrupt

Why did the Green Wind followers come to us so quickly? That's an entire army, an army loyal to the Corrupted Green Wind. If it weren't for the insiders of the Eagle of Order opening the door, how could so many Corrupted Green Wind followers gather together?

At this time, Moser had fallen into a certain degree of disadvantage on the front battlefield. He could not catch up with Li Rufeng's headquarters led by Habashibuhua. After realizing that he could not cause direct damage to the opponent, the experienced Habashibuhua had given up this futile attack, and instead took his men far behind the enemy's right rear, forming alternating cover with Mengge's century-man team to block the enemy cavalry's possible movement direction.

The Kurds and the defenders on the city walls witnessed a standard kite-flying tactic led by the Mughals up close.

It is true that the cavalry led by Moser had endurance and resilience far beyond that of ordinary people. They endured the damage of the Mughals time and time again, but still maintained high morale. However, they could do nothing before the Mughals' horsepower was exhausted.

Just like when Timur's horse archers consumed the Ottoman Sipahi cavalry and imperial guards on the battlefield, Piri Reyes on the city wall felt this feeling of powerlessness the most deeply.

He had watched helplessly as the enemy charged again and again, fired at close range, and then turned and ran away. Apart from the sparsely populated Yericheni Legion, which could launch a feeble counterattack with its ineffective firearms, the entire Imperial Guard phalanx was like a fool, enduring round after round of damage.

The Mongols were like patient wolf cubs. They never expected to kill their prey with one bite, but rather bleed it bit by bit, weakening it until it collapsed themselves.

Thirteen times, this is a number that Piri Reyes will never forget. They endured thirteen shots from the enemy. Nearly one-third of his colleagues fell on the battlefield without any ability to resist, and then when the first person turned around and ran away, everyone collapsed.

Li Rufeng took a last look at the enemy's burning camp and catapult positions on the front battlefield, and ordered his personal guards to retreat. His tactical goals had been achieved.

Both sides clearly have some hidden cards that the other side has not anticipated, so the next battle in this war may not be on the front line...

Following Li Rufeng's order, the Mongol troops that were originally on the battlefield suddenly dispersed and quickly evacuated along both sides of Aleppo City, giving Moser no time to react.

In terms of flexibility, Li Rufeng's troops far surpassed the enemy.

At this time, there were only about 120 cavalrymen still able to run around Moser, and almost all of them were injured.

This kind of scene can indeed scare new recruits to the point of wetting their beds at night, but it is actually not uncommon for veterans. The Mamluks have armored cavalry, the Ottomans have armored cavalry, and the Black Sheep Peoples, whom they had conquered before and who have revived, also have armored cavalry. These guys with thick armor are all capable of moving freely in a rain of arrows.

And this time, the enemy only seems a little tougher.

Moser led his troops in an attempt to pursue one of the enemy lines along the moat, but seeing that the enemy had no intention of circling back and entering through another gate, and instead fled directly to the distant plains, Moser finally regained his composure...

In the breeze, Aiman ​​stood up as straight as possible to prevent the lioness from causing trouble for him. As the plague spread in the city, Maritan's temper became worse and worse. The two boys from the Sava family were severely beaten by Maritan because they secretly ran to the vicinity of the hospital to watch the nurse taking a bath.

Aiman ​​could see clearly that there were no skin injuries or broken bones, but the two young men stayed in bed for a whole day before getting up. In their words, the pain was so severe that it made it impossible to stand.

He didn't want to be hit by a punch like that. After all, Aiman ​​was among the people who went to peek at people taking a bath. It's just that the place he went to was more hidden and he was not discovered.

Although he had only been in Aleppo for five days, Aiman ​​felt as if he had spent a year here.