Han Khan

Chapter 50, Surrounded

At this time, Anpola noticed that a man from the opposite cavalry was riding his horse at full speed and appeared in front of him in a moment.

He waved his arm, and six brave Uighur centurions under his command rode out on horseback to intercept them.

The knight was wearing the black armor of the Tang people (Ming Guang armor), an iron helmet (Phoenix Wing Dou Mao), riding a black horse, and holding a black iron spear (horse lance) more than ten feet long in his hand. From his attire, one could tell that he was the leader of the Tang people and was extremely fierce.

When the six Uighur centurions saw Zhang Sheng holding such a long iron spear, they were afraid, but they felt that they had a good chance of winning with six against one, so they couldn't help but shouting, "You came just in time!"

After Yin Shanxiong and several other guards beside Zhang Sheng defeated the Uighurs in front of them, they kept hacking and killing the enemies while paying close attention to the battle situation on Zhang Sheng's side. They were ready to step forward and fight with the six Uighur centurions at any time.

"You guys retreat, I'm enough on my own." Zhang Sheng waved his hand to stop them, and then continued to drive his horse to charge.

After that, the seven men did not speak, but each of them pointed his gun and fought with each other.

An inch longer is an inch stronger. Zhang Sheng dodged the enemy's spear and then pierced a Uighur centurion on the spot, causing him to fall off his horse.

Then he turned around and stabbed the second one away. With a loud "bang", the third one was knocked off his horse by Zhang Sheng's lance. He was not dead, but Zhang Sheng immediately drove his horse to trample on his head, which burst apart. Yellow and white liquid flowed all over the ground, and the two horses passed each other in the stirrups.

Then, he dodged the two spears that were stabbing at him, bent down, quickly pulled out the sword at his waist, and thrust it into the enemy's neck. The headless body was still on the horse, and scarlet blood gushed out like a fountain.

Then Zhang Sheng pulled out the horse lance stuck in the ground and chopped the fifth one in half with a horizontal strike.

Many Uighurs and Jinhan soldiers were stunned by the horrific blood and broken hearts. They looked at Zhang Sheng as if they saw a devil or a god, but they had to continue fighting because there was nowhere to escape. They also saw that the Tang people were not ready to end the battle, so they did not dare to surrender.

Zhang Sheng just felt that the warm-up was over. Looking at the remaining terrified and fleeing Uighur centurion, Zhang Sheng raised the more than four-meter-long horse lance in his hand and threw it hard, directly piercing the enemy into the ground.

A bowl-sized gap suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the spot, and blood gushed out of the gap like a fountain, dyeing the ground red!

Many Uighur cavalry now wanted to surrender, but the Jin Han guards did not give them any chance. Jin Han's cavalry kept charging forward, and Tieguduo and their men could not resist at all.

The two cavalry teams crossed at full speed, and the smoke and dust rose. Zhang Sheng, wearing Ming Guang armor, rushed forward a hundred steps in one breath, breaking through the obstruction of ten Uighur cavalrymen in a row, as easily as a sharp blade breaking through grease.

He used his lance and sword back and forth in unison, seemingly doing nothing more than stabbing, pecking and chopping, but each strike was as fast as lightning, and there was no enemy who could match him!
An Pola looked at the devilish Tang leader rushing towards him, and his heart was broken. There were soldiers fighting all around him, and it was very crowded. He could only retreat quickly.

Zhang Sheng rode his horse like a hurricane.

He first swung his iron spear with all his strength and struck it to the right, smashing the Uighur cavalry on the right side of Anpolak's waist. The ribs of the cavalry were shattered, and they flew into the air, bleeding profusely in the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

Another Uighur light cavalryman saw the opportunity and stabbed Zhang Sheng with his spear from the left.

Zhang Sheng swung his arm and smashed the opponent's spear tip with his arm armor, then swung out his horse lance with his right hand and smashed it down. The horse lance, which was more than 4 feet long (more than meters), fell down with a "pop" sound. The Uighur cavalry on the left did not move, but its head was sunken, and blood immediately poured out from all sides of its head, which was terrifying.

When the Uighur knights around Anpolla saw that Zhang Sheng was coming fiercely, some shot with bows while others urged their horses to intercept him.

Zhang Sheng raised his hands to cover his face and rushed forward relying on his excellent armor.

There were crackling noises all over his body, as several arrows had hit him. One arrow came with particularly strong force, piercing through his chest armor, and the arrowhead pierced through the cowhide padding under the armor before getting stuck between his skin and flesh.

Zhang Sheng's blood was rushing to his head at this time, and he didn't feel the pain. He broke the arrow shaft and leaned back suddenly, avoiding two spears stabbing at him. He stabbed one of the knights with a spear with his lance.

After passing four riders in a row, he instantly came face to face with Anpolat!
Zhang Sheng enjoyed this hearty fight very much, and the joy in his heart was hard to suppress. His fighting spirit was already burning, and the belligerent and bloodthirsty genes in his body kept urging him to move forward bravely.

This Tang person is really as vicious as a demon!!!
As soon as this thought flashed through Anpula's mind, the two horses crossed each other.

Anpolat came to his senses instantly, shouted hastily, and dodged to the side.

The tip of Zhang Sheng's spear almost grazed his scalp and directly tore the horsetail on the helmet off. Since the horsetail was tightly connected to the helmet, the tearing force caused his neck to twist backwards, and the joints crackled in an instant, as if they would break at any time.

He didn't have time to cry out in pain. He subconsciously grasped the spear with both hands, held it upright in front of his chest, and pushed it outward.

Sure enough, the next moment, Zhang Sheng swung his lance across.

The two men roared at the same time and clashed with their spears.

Anpolat was shocked. He was well-known among the Uighurs for his great strength, but he could only block the attack of the Tang leader. But this time, he felt a dull pain in both wrist bones and could hardly hold the spear, which showed that the strength of this Tang knight was comparable to his own.

At this time, Anpolala was delighted because the Tang people's war horses could no longer hold on and were falling down wailing!

Anpolala was an experienced veteran on the battlefield. He reacted quickly and immediately clamped his legs against the horse's belly, trying to urge the horse to trample Zhang Sheng who had fallen to the ground.

However, Zhang Sheng moved as fast as lightning. He stretched out his right arm, grabbed the spear in Anpolak's hand and pulled it back.

On the battlefield, weapons are like half of your life, how can you lose them?
Anpolla shouted angrily and tried his best to take back the spear. Zhang Shengren fell to the ground, holding the spear handle tightly with his right hand and the sword hanging at his waist with his left hand.

The handle of the spear is more than ten feet long, and the length of the sword is only four feet, making it difficult to reach.

Moreover, this is not a weapon commonly used in cavalry warfare.

Anpolla tried to take it back, and Zhang Sheng followed suit. The distance between them was instantly shortened to four feet. Zhang Sheng could directly see the enemy's fat chin and thick brown beard, and could even feel the heavy breath coming out of his mouth!
He held the knife straight at Anpolla's mouth and stabbed it hard.

This horizontal sword was used by Zhang Sheng's father Zhang Chengfeng. It was exquisitely made, with a slightly curved blade and a concave blood groove. At this time, Zhang Sheng inserted the horizontal sword into An Pola's skull with all his strength. Suddenly, a mixture of blood and flesh gushed out of An Pola's mouth, eye sockets, and nostrils.

The guards of Anpula were excited. The Tang people's unstoppable leader, who was like a devil, had killed their master. Their fight had lost its meaning.

Under this gloomy sky, Zhang Sheng held a lance in his hand and looked at the battle situation in front of him, feeling extremely cheerful.

He did not wait for the enemy to regroup because he was worrying too much. After his god-like performance, the Uighurs were already frightened out of their wits.

From the perspective of a distant observer, Zhang Sheng's advance and retreat were like a god. He easily manipulated the Uighur light cavalry and defeated them!
After seeing this, Yin Shanxiong waved the iron bone flower in his hand vigorously and shouted loudly: "Your Highness is mighty!" The Jinhan soldiers beside him also had faces filled with astonishment and joy.

Zhang Xibao was also filled with astonishment: "This... Your Highness is so brave that it's terrifying!" He then led the Jinhan guards and charged at the Uighurs several times.

While surrounding the enemy, they also shattered the Uighurs' horrific formation and quickly submerged them in the rolling torrent, giving the Uighurs no chance to surrender.

The Uighur soldiers, having lost their fighting spirit, collapsed, but were unable to escape, which was a desperate situation.

The Uighurs who broke out of the encirclement were leisurely pursued by the Jinshan cavalry, using arrows from a distance and swords and guns at close range. Some of them were smart and knelt down to surrender, thus saving their lives.

Blood flowed into the water. Corpses were scattered all over the grassland and Gobi Desert, and the stench was overwhelming.

By this stage of the war, both sides were exhausted, both the Uighurs and the Jin Han.

Now the Uighur cavalry had been completely defeated.

Those heavy infantrymen wearing heavy armor watched helplessly as Anpolala was beheaded by the Tang leader. They were originally trying hard to kill the scouts and guards of the Jinshan people, but at this moment their fighting will had been greatly weakened.

Many people are wondering what is the point of fighting this battle until now.

Even if they survived, Gaochang's Yidu Protector would never let them go. They actually let the nobles be killed, so as soldiers of Anpolat, they knew that there was absolutely no chance of them surviving!
When Zhang Sheng saw this scene, he was filled with a strong fighting spirit and determination. He knew that this was a great opportunity, and if he could seize it, he could crush the enemy's morale and achieve a decisive victory.

So, he issued an order without hesitation: "Shanxiong, Kezha, Xibaoshu, blow the horn! Convey my will and order everyone, regardless of distinction, including the soldiers of each hundred households, to assemble immediately!
Quickly surround those heavy infantry! Shoot them with arrows! Don't let any of them escape before they choose to surrender! "

As the horn sounded, the atmosphere on the entire battlefield instantly became tense and intense.

After hearing Zhang Sheng's order, the Jinhan soldiers responded one after another and took action quickly.

They assembled into a formation as quickly as possible, forming a flexible line of defense. They rode slowly on their war horses, tightly encircling the heavy infantry who were pacing back and forth to avoid the arrows. No matter which way they went, the Jinhan cavalry always surrounded them in a circle and shot deadly arrows at them.

Immediately afterwards, countless arrows shot at the trapped heavy infantry like raindrops.

Although these sharp arrows were blocked by their shields and heavy armor, they still penetrated through the narrow gaps and into the unprotected areas. Dozens of Sai heavy infantrymen lost their ability to fight and fell to the ground screaming!

Faced with such a fierce attack, the heavy infantry began to feel fear and despair, and their fighting will gradually collapsed.

(End of this chapter)