bookcurios Chapter 175 Encounter on a narrow road
Chapter 175 Encounter on a narrow road
There are still wounded people in the team. Although they are slightly injured, they have been bandaged and need to return to the camp to rest.
So Qin Zichuan did not take a detour to inspect, but walked towards the main camp.
It was early autumn and the weather was still quite cool. The sun slowly set and the sky began to darken. A danger was approaching.
Qin Zichuan looked up at the sky and said to the people behind him, "What you have gained today is all military merit. You can rest for a while after you go back. With the rewards from above, your family will be able to live better for a while."
Many people join the army to make life better for their families. One reason is tax exemption, and the other is military salary subsidies. Of course, if they have military merits and rewards, they can send money home to make their families wealthy.
After cleaning up the battlefield today, everyone got some loose change.
On the way back, everyone's face was filled with joy.
Having missed lunch, everyone took out some dry food to fill their stomachs.
The dry food is the bread eaten in the morning. Each person takes one extra piece, which is considered as temporary food for lunch, so that they can have a big meal when they return home.
There was a squad leader named Chen Yonggui. He touched the silver in his arms, thought about the child his wife had just given birth to, and couldn't help but smile foolishly.
Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong and turned to look into the distance. In the distance, a group of cavalrymen were heading towards him, and a murderous aura was blowing in his face.
Chen Yonggui stood up suddenly: "There is an enemy!"
Qin Zichuan looked up and saw a group of soft-armored cavalrymen. He shouted, "Mount your horses! Prepare to fight!"
There were not many people coming, about a hundred or so, which was the number of people in the Hun team.
Qin Zichuan also had a hundred men, but only a dozen of them were actually capable of fighting.
It was too late to run. If the enemy discovered them while they were escaping, their horses would be at a disadvantage, and their injured comrades would almost be left behind.
The newly captured warhorse has not been tamed yet, so it's okay to lead it around, but if a stranger wants to ride it, it will inevitably get a little irritable.
Besides, facing the enemy from behind will only result in being slaughtered.
Everyone drew their swords or raised their guns, standing in line ready to meet the enemy.
There were only a hundred cavalrymen, with veterans in the front and young or wounded soldiers in the back, and there was no clear formation.
Qin Zichuan knew that this battle would be a life-and-death battle.
Cavalry is useless against bows and arrows. Before you can finish firing the first round of volleys, the cavalry will rush in front of you. By then, you will have lost the momentum for the charge, and your camp will collapse as soon as the charge occurs, leaving you at the mercy of others.
However, crossbows and arrows have different functions among cavalry, but unfortunately they have too few crossbows.
The enemy cavalry has discovered Qin Zichuan's men. In this situation where they are riding a tiger, the Huns will not be afraid of fighting. To them, the soldiers of the Great Zhou are nothing but sheep on two legs.
The cavalry approached quickly, and Qin Zichuan swung his sword: "Charge!"
After that, the first row of cavalry started moving, with Qin Zichuan taking the lead, and the formation was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.
The second row of cavalry followed the movement of the first row.
The Xiongnu cavalry did not form a formation like Qin Zichuan's cavalry. More than a hundred of them spread out on the open terrain and came to protect the Great Zhou team.
The veterans were in the first row, a bit like awls, stabbing the enemies coming from the front.
The young and wounded soldiers followed closely behind, some of them holding crossbows in their left hands and knives in their right hands, raising both hands to aim at the enemies coming from the front.
When the two sides were only about ten steps away from each other, more than a dozen crossbow arrows flew from behind the old soldier. Even though they did not hit anyone, the cavalry, who were originally focusing on the opponent, had to distract themselves in order to avoid them.
"Boom!" After just one encounter, more than ten riders from each side fell off their horses, and the soldiers with spears clearly had the upper hand.
But the Hun soldiers who managed to rush into the army were not so lucky. They were killed by the young soldiers behind them.
In the first round of battle, the soldiers of the Great Zhou had a slight advantage and killed seven or eight more of the opponents.
After the battle formation of the Great Zhou broke through, the war horses stopped and turned around. The war horses without owners also rushed over with the battle formation, but they did not stop and continued to run forward.
"Form a formation!" Qin Zichuan shouted loudly. He seemed to be injured and his clothes were stained bright red.
The number of fighters like him has also increased significantly.
Those who had bows and crossbows continued to load arrows and prepare for the second round of attack.
The vacancies left by the veterans were filled by the young soldiers behind them, and the wounded continued to stay behind.
Chen Yonggui took out a cloth belt, tied his hand and the knife together, and spat viciously: "Come on, I've already earned one."
I don’t know whether what he meant was that he killed one more person today or that he made a profit today.
No one wanted to know this, but his tone aroused their excitement in killing the enemy.
The spears were stained with blood, causing their hands to slip. Some people also imitated Chen Yonggui and started wrapping their hands with cloth strips.
"The barbarians are coming, let's go..." Qin Zichuan's voice was so loud that he almost shouted, his throat was a little hoarse.
"kill!……"
As everyone shouted, the wounded soldiers in the back row rushed forward along the front row.
More than seventy Huns made strange noises, jumped off their horses, and rushed forward, waving their scimitars and shouting.
When they saw the arrows flying towards them, the Huns who had raised their buttocks suddenly realized how stupid their actions were.
Another wave of charge came. Seeing his opponent move forward with his scimitar, Chen Yonggui used the horse's speed and inertia to hurt him.
He was about to raise his knife to chop it down with all his might, but seeing this situation, a timid person would definitely be scared.
Chen Yonggui was not panicked. He made up his mind and rode forward, then chopped him down with great force.
Just as the horse was about to charge, the Hun soldier sheathed his sword, otherwise he would be knocked down by the opponent's horse. At the same time as he sheathed his sword, he instantly felt a gust of cold wind blowing.
"Ah!" After the scream, a bloody man with half of his face cut off appeared on the ground.
After brushing against the horse's buttocks, Chen Yonggui felt his leg bones were broken, but he did not look at them. Instead, he rushed straight to kill the second man.
The advantage of the Huns' fighting style without forming a battle formation is that they have no fixed formation, but the disadvantage is that they will run away if they cannot win.
After only two rounds of attacks, the Huns fled, leaving behind more than forty bodies. Some of them were merely injured, but to them they were dead.
Qin Zichuan stopped his horse, sat on it and ordered: "Clean up the battlefield and take the two prisoners back."
After he finished speaking, his vision went dark and he fell off his horse.
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After Wang Tieniu returned to the camp with the intelligence, the garrison general Chen Songtao looked at the parchment scroll and asked someone to translate it, then he realized the seriousness of the matter.
"Come here, order the Thousand Cavalry Captain Zhu Zhanhui to take the two boys who reported the incident and go to the scene to pick up the patrolmen."
"Yes!" The messenger who was listening to orders at the door went to find Zhu Zhanhui to pass on the order.
"General Chen, is it really that serious?"
Inside the tent, the left-wing general Han Ziqing asked in a low voice to Chen Songtao, who had a grim expression on his face.
"The parchment scroll contains a map of the attack on Shizhou. They are here to check the terrain, and they are checking it as they go. Therefore, it is impossible for them to encounter a small group today."
As Chen Songtao spoke, he looked outside the city, hoping that Qin Zichuan and his men would not encounter other Hun scouts.
Dozens of miles outside the city.
After this battle, more than ten patrol members were killed and more than thirty were injured.
Qin Zichuan's armor was torn to pieces, and his chest was stabbed with a wound half a foot long and one finger deep, with flesh and blood turned inside out. He was also stabbed in the abdomen, and blood was flowing out. A soldier blocked it hard to prevent his intestines from flowing out.
Led by Wang Tieniu, Zhu Zhanhui saw a team carrying people back. Some people were lying on the horses' backs, with blood flowing down their backs...