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  Chapter 997 Self-character scroll iron cavalry breaks into the camp (2)

  Darkhan Batulu stood outside the big tent anxiously, looking to the west and sighing.

  Jalut's department was attacked by fire from the Zhou army on the Luanhe River, but the Jalut people who came to report the alarm were vague.

  How could the Zhou army attack from the river, and didn't the Zalut people set up horse-rejection posts and trenches? What about scouts and sentries?

  It is impossible to think about it, so this also puzzled Darkhan Baturu.

   However, it is a fact that it was attacked by the Dazhou army. Looking at the dazzling red light in the sky, you can know what kind of fire demon the Zarut camp is suffering from.

According to the person who sent the letter, due to the enemy's attack from the river, the entire west side of the camp was set on fire. What's more troublesome is that many frightened horses were running around in the camp, and these horses were not known to be contaminated with blood. What, they were all ignited, frightened and painful, and messed up the entire camp.

Many soldiers were trampled to death and injured by startled horses even in their sleep, and then the whole situation was out of control, and all the horses fled east and south in a swarm, because the only ones who were not surrounded by fire were the soldiers. Both sides.

Now countless rebels are at a loss in the dark. As the most loyal ally of the Zarut people, Darhan Batulu can't just sit back and watch the Zarut troops be destroyed like this. Gather them and guide them into their own camp. It is also what it should be.

The key is that even the leader of the Zarut people, Bayan Dar Yildun, who came here this time, is nowhere to be found. This is what worries Darhan Baturu the most. Zhongtu, his son, wonders if he can maintain the spirit of the Zarut people and revive the Jarut tribe?

   "Sherdenle, you must be careful when you go out this time. You just need to gather people together to prevent them from being confused. Don't get close to their camp to prevent being swept away by their chaotic troops..."

  Darkhan Batulu couldn't help telling his generals: "Go quickly."

   "Don't worry, my lord, I will act carefully in the end."

  As the fence gate across the camp was opened, the double refusal horses were also carried aside, and the cavalry that had completed their formation in the camp left the camp first, followed by two thousand infantry.

  It seems that there are some voices coming from the darkness in the distance, but it is barely audible under the footsteps of the infantry who are leaving the village densely and the hooves of a thousand cavalry who are gathering outside.

  Engedel, who was standing beside Darkhan Baturu, listened attentively, and then fell to the ground, startled Darhan Baturu next to him couldn't help asking: "Engedel, what's wrong?"

  Engedel suddenly jumped up as if being pricked by a needle, with a grim expression on his face: "Close the gate of the village, close the gate of the village! Close the gate of the village quickly!"

  Most of the infantry had already marched outside the gate of the village, and the cavalry outside the gate of the village were also lining up. Everyone in the village looked at Engedel, who was roaring as if he had lost his mind, inexplicably, with puzzled faces.

   "What's the matter, Engedel?" Darhan Batulu looked at his most proud son in puzzlement.

   "Father, the enemy is attacking! The enemy is attacking!" Engedel broke out in cold sweat and roared angrily: "The enemy cavalry is attacking, close the door quickly!"

Darhan Batulu looked out of the gate in horror. In the originally dark field, a large group of blurred figures suddenly appeared. Accompanied by the rapid sound of hooves, it was like a large group of people rushing out of the dark night. .

  Beast patterns cover the face, black armor covers the body, a large black mass, in the suddenly lit torch, amidst the sound of "boom boom boom boom boom", a rain of arrows whizzes towards it.

   The soldiers of the Bayue Special Forces who were still in line were caught off guard, and in an instant, more than a hundred people fell down amidst screams.

In the chaos, before there was even time to make a decent reaction, a strong man covered in iron leaf armor, wearing a beast face shield and a wolf helmet brandished a meteor mace and took the lead, heading straight for the gate. , swept out suddenly, and immediately met the two Bayut warriors who wanted to stop them, and were instantly shot down from their horses, with a large amount of blood gushing out of their mouths.

  Engedel inside the gate of the village almost gritted his teeth: "Father, you are a barbarian from the Yehe tribe!"

  Darkhan Batulu, of course, also recognized that these roaring armored cavalry were elite cavalry from the Yehe tribe. Unexpectedly, they were recruited by Dazhou to act as thugs, and the shots were all directed at his own Bayuete tribe.

Darhan Baturu was heartbroken, seeing the armored cavalry of Yehe tribe pouring out from the darkness and passing along the gate of the village in a sweeping momentum, invincible to those who stood in their way. He was thrown into a mess by the other party without any reaction.

And the infantry who had just had time to step out of the gate of the village was even more dizzy by this wave of charge, like a red-hot sharp knife, easily cut through the soft cheese, and charged fiercely towards the gate of the village, which was crowded into a mess come over.

   "Father quickly close the gate of the village, and carry out the horse!" Engedel shouted angrily, "Close the door quickly, and prepare for the horse!"

Once the opponent snatches the door, it will really be the end of the Bayuete tribe. At this night, thousands of armored horses from the opponent rush into the camp. That's really all over.

Both Darhan Baturu and Engedel were terrified by the burning battalion of Zarut's army. They didn't know how Da Zhou could do this. Secret method, then these Yehe barbarians must not be allowed to approach the camp.

  Darkhan waved his hand in pain, "Close the door, shut the door!"

  He could only watch helplessly as the chaotic soldiers who had been penetrated by the opponent rolled back. His son's judgment was very accurate.

  Three thousand soldiers were beaten into a ball of mud without any preparation. Darhan Batulu watched thousands of Yehe armored cavalry chasing and killing his troops outside the gate of the village.

Countless soldiers were beheaded and killed outside the gate of the village. There were roars, howls, screams, swords and guns fighting, and iron hoofs like thunder. A scene of parting from life and death was staged within a few hundred meters outside the gate of the village. …

And as the organized Bayuete crossbowmen began to shoot at the Yehe armored cavalry outside the gate of the village, the cavalry of Yehe's tribe began to take the initiative to stay away from the gate of the village, but they did not leave immediately, but kept chasing around. Killing the Bayuete soldiers who could not enter the stronghold but could only escape into the darkness.

Engedl's lip was bleeding from biting. It was undoubtedly the most unbearable suffering to see the enemy raging and torturing his son outside the gate of the village, but he was helpless. On the one hand, he didn't know that the enemy was still hiding in the dark. How much is there, will there be any conspiracy, on the other hand, in this kind of darkness, no one dares to take such a risk.

It was not until the Yehe cavalry slowly disappeared into the darkness for a long time that Engedel dared to quietly open the gate of the village and sent out a small group of cavalry to inquire about the situation. It turns fish belly white.

  At this moment, Delgler has already led these three thousand armored knights to detour and enter the city from the east gate of Qian'an City.

This was a hearty fight, and it can be said that it was the happiest battle in Delgler over the years. Although the enemy was only the Bayue Special Forces of Neikalkha, this kind of attack caught the opponent by surprise, like cutting melons. Vegetable-like turmoil, hearty, far from other tastes comparable.

It wasn't until after entering the city that Delgler counted his 3,000 soldiers. Less than a hundred horses were lost in the battle, and only more than 300 horses were injured, but the Bayuts were buried in their own hands. Delgler roughly estimated that there are at least two thousand people, and it can be said that it is extremely rare to play such a high ratio of winning and losing.

  The sky gradually brightened, and Zhuoli Ketuhunbatulu and Zai Sai, who were sitting in the city of sorrow, could finally send their soldiers and horses out to check what happened.

Overnight, not only the Jarut tribe was attacked by fire, but even the Bayut tribe who was about to rescue the Jarut tribe was attacked by Yehejia cavalry, and the Bahrain tribe was also harassed. Fortunately, Bahrain The Ministry stabilized its position and was not taken advantage of by the enemy.

  However, the tragic situation of the Zalut and Bayuet departments is unbearable to witness.

Looking at the ruins of the Zalut camp surrounded by fireworks, the strong scorched smell makes people sick. The smell of mixed fire oil and burnt horses and soldiers lingers on the entire platform. Burnt tents, corpses can be seen everywhere, painful The wailing and suppressed sobbing made the leaders of all the ministries look miserable.

  Looking at the Luan River in the distance, it is still calm, as if nothing has happened.

  It's not that they can't accept death, nor can they accept failure, but such inexplicable defeat and huge loss that they don't even understand what happened is a bit unacceptable.

The leader of the Zarut tribe, Bayan Dar Yildun, was seriously injured and survived under the protection of dozens of guards. However, his injury was not injured by the enemy, but was caused by a frightened horse and a fall from his horse. Yes, this situation is undoubtedly a shame for the Mongols who live on horseback all day long.

However, compared with the nearly 10,000 Zalut tribe killed and injured more than half of them overnight, less than 4,000 people can retreat completely, and the 3,000 people of the Bayuete tribe only survived less than 800 people. Such a tragic ending It was difficult for the well-prepared Zhuoli Ketuhong Baturu and Zaisai, as well as the leader of the Bayue Special Department, Darkhan Baturu, to accept it.

  Before the official siege battle started, the five divisions of Nekhka had already paid more than 7,000 casualties, which meant that the Eastern Route Army had lost more than 10% of its vital forces before the war started.

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  (end of this chapter)