Chapter 1139 The Great Sui Border Army Appeared in the Rain and Fog

Heavy rain

The defeated soldiers in front kept running wildly, in a strange posture that was somewhat incomprehensible. The ground was smashed by the rain, and many people fell down but it was difficult for them to stand up again. They rolled in the mud with their shoulders against the ground, struggling to try to race against the god of death.

For them, the current God of Death is called the Mongyuan Wolf Rider.

And they also have this name.

The wolf cavalry, who was shouting like a wolf, urging the horses to catch up from behind and constantly sending the feather arrows out. The people running in a mess in front were simply their prey, running in the mud and did not dare to stop. The wolf cavalry couldn't understand why such Han people dared to stop them. The rain blocked their sight. When they knew that the massacre of feather arrows had ended and turned into a scimitar massacre, they realized that the ones who died under their arrows were not Han people at all.

The shaking Song Zihui let out a crazy long roar on the Yashan Mountain, and when God gave me a heavy rain, the misery of the Mongols was actually destined.

The rain was pouring, and the vision was blurred.

The wolf cavalry under Kuoketai Menglie never expected that the people they were chasing were also the Mongols, and the wolf cavalry captured by the Black Flag Army were not rational? They only saw the rain of arrows piercing through the heavy rain and shooting one companion after another, so they had to choose to escape.

Among them, there were those who were agile, who shouted to stop their companions from escaping, but no one paid any attention to it.

Perhaps this is human nature. In the face of the threat of death, there are very few people who can maintain rationality. In a very rare and rare time, only those who maintain rationality can reverse the situation, but today, it is obviously not listed here.

I don’t know how many people died, but the wolf cavalry who were chasing their own people suddenly stopped.

They jumped off their war horses and rescued their companions with their hands tied. Although they were still killing each other a few months ago, the kind of kindness of their fellow tribe immediately came back from the killing. They rushed to support the fallen person with a look of guilt on their faces.

"Don't dismount!"

This sentence is not said by some of the wolf cavalry who rescued their companions, but by Queke Taimonlie, who is far away.

When he learned that the men he sent were chasing the soldiers of other generals of the royal court, Meng Lie immediately realized that this time he was probably meeting an extremely cunning and cruel opponent, and he actually came up with such a way to make the Mongols kill each other. A second later, he shouted these four words, and immediately sent someone to inform the cavalry in front not to dismount.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The wolf cavalry who had dismounted the horse lost 60% of their combat effectiveness.

A wolf cavalry supported the wolf cavalry who was lying on the ground with both hands and stood up, and then went to help him untie the rope with his arms tied. At this moment, someone rushed over in the rain, and the same one was theirs. The people ran towards this side, but said nothing.

"Don't shoot arrows! You're still your own people!"

He turned around and shouted to his companion behind him.

With a puff, his head was cut off by a sharp horizontal knife.

Will the wolf cavalry use horizontal swords?

Aren't the wolf cavalry tied with arms tied?

Why do the people who appeared this time carry Han weapons in their hands? Why do the people who appeared this time have red cloth strips tied to their arms?

because

They came to kill the Mongols.

The soldiers of the Black Flag Army wearing Monyuan Wolf Cavalry leather armor mixed into the wolf cavalry team in the rain. Apart from themselves, no one paid special attention to the red cloth strips tied to them, except for them.

That was the red battle flag torn apart. For the sake of victory, what was the matter?

These Han people who had been involved in the wolf cavalry team took advantage of the heavy rain that people could not see each other clearly, stabbed the Mongols to death and chopped them over one after another. They were like a group of assassins who had merged into the costume dance, killing every visitor who attended the dance unscrupulously.

When the messengers sent by Kuoketai Menglie arrived, they did not notice anything wrong. Because all they could see in the heavy rain were the Mongols and the shadow of a Han man was not seen. The sound of rain, thunder, the neighing of war horses, and the wailing of wounded people were intertwined, making it impossible to tell whether the howling before death predicted any ominousness.

The messenger looked around and tried to distinguish the enemy from the crowd.

A wolf cavalry wiped his body and smiled at him.

The commander suddenly was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that the companion I saw just now was definitely not a companion, because the weapon in the man was carrying was from a Han. Just as he realized that the Han man had already put the knife into his lower abdomen, and then turned it hard a few times.

He slowly fell to the ground, and the blood flowing out of his lower abdomen soon dyed the mud on the ground red.

far away

Queke Taimonlie's face changed constantly. After he hesitating for a while, he ordered loudly: "Blow the horns and let all the teams gather back, don't chase them!"

He didn't know that his military order was wrong.

But this was not his fault, because he had no idea what was going on. He just wanted to take back all the people he sent out and then form a formation to defend. But what he didn't expect was that not many teams he sent were back, but there were quite a few death gods who came back.

The rain is too heavy, and the eyes hurt.

Koktai Menglie stood under a big tree, and two personal soldiers held a piece of skin to block the rain. The distance that could be seen was getting closer and closer, and the water vapor was as thick as fog. A sensation came from a distance. Menglie sent someone to see it. He learned that the two 10,000 teams he sent out first to hear the sound of the horn and came back.

Maybe, I shouldn't have come to save them.

This is what Meng Lie thought of at this time that if he had not brought his troops, he and his subordinates would be sheltering from the rain near the ruined village. Although the weather was annoying, at least the people had all drunk water was considered good news. If you are not in a hurry, you can wait until the weather clears up before setting off.

Maybe at this time he was sitting in the dilapidated house and lit a fire, and there was no wild game to hunt. Even if he cooked some porridge on the fire and drank it warmly, it would be a very comfortable thing.

Meng Lie shook his head hard, not understanding why he thought of these things at this time.

"The people are withdrawn!"

His confidants came back in the rain to report: "Because of heavy rain, it is impossible to count the number of people, but the commanders of all the thousands of men said that the number of soldiers under him has not decreased. It seems that the special service speculation makes sense. The war on Yashan is in a tight position, and these prisoners."

When she said this, Meng Lie suddenly raised his head!

"Transfer my military order, and the people who have just withdrawn will immediately stay away from the central army!"

The Yashan War is not over?

Where did the prisoners come from without end?!

Meng Lie finally knew how big a mistake he had made. He immediately stood up and rushed out of his personal guards, and pulled out the scimitar in an instant: "Blow the horns, everyone in the central army will get on the horse immediately!"

puff!

A feather arrow shot from unknown directions penetrated the rain curtain, hitting the throat of the messenger who raised the horn. Judging from the strength of the feather arrow, the person who shot the archer must be a practitioner. The feather arrow penetrated directly from the messenger's neck, and then penetrated the jaw of a wolf cavalry behind, and the arrow stuck in his jaw.

Among the wolf cavalry that had just withdrawn, a large number of people suddenly started to kill people. These people kept their heads down when they came back. Because the road was muddy, everyone was paying attention to their feet, so the centurion and thousands of men all ignored a very important flaw. The wolf cavalry who started to kill people all came back walking when they came back!

Because they can't ride horses!

The sudden outbreak of fighting caught the wolf cavalry off guard.

Someone among them blew a trumpet, disturbing Meng Lie's military orders. The trumpets sounded one after another, and it was impossible to tell what the military orders were issued! The command system of the wolf cavalry was immediately chaotic, and Meng Ge's eyes were filled with blood in an instant!

"Send someone to pass the order, and the team retreat immediately!"

The horn has lost its function and can only rely on the personal soldiers to go out to pass the orders separately.

"Kill the Tartars to avenge their country!"

The sound rang not far from Meng Lie, and then there was a tsunami shouting and killing sound. The Han people rushed into the wolf cavalry team and kept killing people. At this moment, Meng Lie's soldiers still didn't know how to distinguish between enemies and us!

Meng Lie was furious and brought the remaining personal soldiers to come over and prepare to separate the Han people. As soon as he entered the battle group, he heard that the back team was in chaos.

In the rain, there were shouts of Han people everywhere. I don’t know how many people came, but it sounded like the wolf cavalry had been trapped in a heavy siege. This illusion made all the wolf cavalry feel desperate almost in an instant. Meng Lie was sober. He quickly guessed that the number of Han people would definitely not be too large, otherwise he would not have used such a bluff!

However, his soberness does not mean that his soldiers are sober.

Melee.

A chaotic war

Meng Lie looked around and couldn't tell the direction at all. At this time, there were no more than 300 guards following him. After he was in chaos, he could no longer stabilize his team. Those cunning Han people actually thought of such a despicable way, so many wolf cavalrymen were still surprised before they died why their companions suddenly killed them.

"Blow the horns and gather the team!"

Menglie shouted.

"Secret Service!"

His confidant grabbed the reins of his war horse and shouted at the top of his lungs: "You can't blow the horns anymore. When the horns blow, our position will be exposed. Special Service, you are the only ones who are left by your side. The team has been in chaos for a long time, and your military orders cannot be sent out at all. Once the enemy hears the sound of the horns, they will immediately flock to you."

"But my team!"

Meng Lie had to stop after he was only halfway through his words because he knew his team was over.

He bit his lip and finally just cursed hard.

"You can still vaguely know that there is the west side."

His confidant pointed in a direction and said, "Secret Service, although there are only a few hundred people now, as long as you distinguish the direction, the enemy will not catch up with us at all. If the team collapses, it will collapse. As long as the Special Service returns to the grassland and return to the tribe, it will not be difficult to pull up another team of people!"

"Please evacuate the special service!"

His personal soldiers persuaded him one after another.

"Walk!"

Meng Lie finally made a decision to give up his army and escape first. As long as he escaped, there would be a chance. But he knew very well that even if he returned to the grassland, his tribe would not be able to recover its strength within twenty years. For the entire Mongol Empire, it would be difficult to recover its strength without fifty or even one hundred years.

"What's in front?"

His personal soldiers suddenly stopped the war horse and pulled out the scimitar in alertness.

far away

In the heavy rain, it seemed that a team in front was blocking it, and they saw that they were actually elite border troops of the Sui Dynasty! Meng Lie was almost scared to death and quickly turned his horse to escape in another direction. The armor on the soldiers was particularly distinct, different from the outfits of the Black Flag Army!

Meng Lie rode his horse wildly, and unknowingly ran away with his own soldiers. The war horse broke into the air and didn't know what it was, so he fell down from the horse's back.

Before he could stand up, he felt a cold horizontal knife pressing against his throat.

"Hey, he is a man wearing iron armor, he should be an official!"

Several Black Flag Army soldiers punched and kicked, then tore off their clothes from the dead body and tied him up. Knowing that at this time, Meng Lie turned around from time to time to look at it, he could not forget the soldiers of the Great Sui border soldiers he had seen before. Why did they even see their eyes so clearly?

This is impossible!

How could I see my eyes in the heavy rain?
Chapter completed!