Han Khan

Chapter 86, Bloody Battle

On Jinshan Mountain, when the Jinhan tribe and the Guchuwuti tribe were fighting, two generals under Altan were hesitant when they saw that it was their own people standing in front of the enemy.

At this time, on the grassland at the foot of Jinshan Mountain, all the Jinhan people were ready with their bows and arrows pointed forward.

The Jin Han ten-household heads, centurion heads, battalion commanders and regiment commanders in the array were all hurriedly ordering the Tatars under their command to prepare for archery.

Three hundred steps, two hundred steps, one hundred and fifty steps, as the enemy gets closer and closer...

"Fire!" Zhang Sheng gave the order, and his voice echoed throughout the battlefield.

In an instant, countless arrows shot like raindrops from the hands of the Jinhan cavalry at these Guchuwuti people.

The sound of the bowstring trembling was like thunder, low and shocking. The "buzz, buzz" sound was like a swarm of bees flapping their wings, flying towards the enemies in the west with the wind.

Then, screams were heard.

The crossbow arrows pierced through their thin leather armor, tore through their flesh, and nailed them to the grass.

Whoosh!!! He Chiwen quickly stopped his horse and waved his hand to signal the soldiers behind him to stop.

One after another, the war horses suddenly fell down while galloping, and tripped the cavalrymen running behind them one after another.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Sheng's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

He glanced at the panicked slaves, and then shouted in a majestic tone: "All slaves, move forward now, those who retreat will die!"

The Jinhan people on the side and the Tatars who had just joined Jinhan shouted without hesitation:

"All slaves, move forward, retreat and die!"

Only there was a hint of fear in the Tatar's voice.

Many slaves looked ahead helplessly, fear and despair flashing in their eyes.

They knew that if they did not follow the instructions of their captors behind them, only death would await them.

So they had to walk slowly with heavy steps towards the cavalry led by Hechiwen and Kuokuchu of the Guchuwuti tribe.

Behind them, the Jin Han people held their bows taut, ready to shoot a fatal arrow at any time.

The retreating captives became targets of arrows and fell to the ground one after another.

They knew that they were the victims of this brutal battle.

The scene before them made both the Tatars and the Kuchuuts feel extremely frightened.

They could not imagine that a man could be so cruel as to use slaves and captives as human shields to wage war.

This behavior was beyond their comprehension and filled them with fear.

The Tatars, in particular, were secretly rejoicing at this moment.

If their leader Timur had not surrendered in time, they might have become one of the captives at this moment.

They dared not imagine that if they were still alive, they would definitely be among these prisoners.

Seeing the enemies and their people getting closer and closer, Hechiwen and Kuokuochu looked at each other with a hint of determination in their eyes, and then issued an important order: "Separate!"

After hearing this order, all the Tatars acted quickly. They bypassed their own people at an astonishing speed and then outflanked the Jinhan people on both wings.

They changed direction quickly like nimble flying birds and rushed to both sides.

In the blink of an eye, the originally dense team became sparse, forming a wide arc, surrounding the Jinhan people in the center.

This change of formation surprised the Jinhan people, but they did not panic.

On the contrary, Zhang Xibao and Yin Shanxiong calmly led the warriors of the two guards regiments and rushed to the left and right sides respectively, ready for battle.

At this time, a wave of arrows killed more than 300 Guchuti cavalrymen.

But at this moment, the distance between the two sides had already been reduced to within fifty steps.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Sheng knew that the time had come.

Then he slowly put the bow and arrow back in his hand, gently lifted the reins, and the horse under his crotch stood still obediently. He raised the heavy lance high, drew an arc in the air, and then held it steadily in his hand.

He rode on a tall and mighty warhorse and paced back and forth in front of many Jin and Han warriors.

He swept his eyes over everyone, his eyes were firm and deep. His voice was as loud as a bell: "My loyal guards! The executors of the will of the Lord of Heaven on earth!"

He pointed the lance in his hand forward and said passionately: "God of Heaven told me today that we will win this battle!
And the supreme god will be high up in the heavens, overlooking this battle."

He paused, and then continued, "He will witness how we, the brave and skilled paladins, eradicate these traitors and evil heretics.

Let us use the bows and swords in our hands to give them the punishment they deserve and educate them!"

His eyes became even hotter, as if burning with flames.

He brandished his lance and shouted loudly: "But in the process, there may be sacrifices. Some people may be injured or even die.

But I want to tell you, never be afraid of fighting, and don't be afraid of death. Haotian will reward those loyal, pious and good warriors in the heaven above the nine heavens. In heaven, our souls will enjoy eternal bliss. "

His words echoed among the Jinhan people, causing silence.

However, no one retreated, and no one showed the slightest fear.

On the contrary, there was a fanatical light in their eyes and they all clenched their weapons tightly, knowing that close combat was about to begin.

The chief priest of the Holy Religion often tells everyone that death is not the end, and that those who fight for the Lord of Heaven will surely ascend to heaven and enjoy eternal bliss.

Therefore, the warlike and pious Jinhan people are not afraid of death. Dying in bed is the greatest humiliation for the holy warriors and the Jinhan people. Dying on the battlefield is the best destination.

At the front of the army, Zhang Sheng, who was riding on his horse, bowed his head, then faced the sky and shouted loudly:
"Supreme Haotian, you are the only deity, the supreme God. May the world praise your honorable name forever, and may your glorious reputation last forever! Haotian is great..."

The holy warriors behind him and the Tatars who had just joined Jin Han followed the lead of the chief priest in the army and prayed:
"Haotian God is supreme!!!"

After praying, Zhang Sheng straightened up, raised his lance high, and roared, "Kill!"

He was the first to spur his horse, step over the slaves, and charge at the enemy.
The paladins followed closely behind, surging out like a torrent.

Then the two armies collided with each other in an instant. The sounds of metal clashing and fighting intertwined and echoed over the grassland. The bloody smell filled the air and blood splattered everywhere.

The war horses let out shrill screams as their chests and abdomens were pierced by spears or their stomachs were ripped open by sabers.

The enemy was also very ferocious and fearless of death because they had nowhere to retreat.

The enemy riders were pierced off their horses one by one by the charging spears, and the Tatar light cavalry exchanged arrows with the enemy.

The Jinhan people also began to suffer heavy casualties.

But this is a necessary process of war.

Only by getting used to death can the Jinhan people become truly strong.

This is a battle between floods and dams.

Either the flood breaks through the dam and drowns the people, or the flood is successfully blocked.

The first row of Jinhan cavalry who charged the enemy suffered heavy casualties. Some had their sternums crushed by the enemy's horses, and some were pierced by the enemy's spears.

The Guchuwuti picked up the body of the Jin Han man and grinned, but was then picked up in the air by the spears of the Jin Han warriors who were rushing towards them and fell to the ground.

The second row of cavalry, led by the heads of ten households and the heads of a hundred households, bravely advanced.

The brutal fighting filled the air with a strong smell of blood.

The battle was extremely brutal. Many Jinhan people were already exhausted due to the long battle. In addition, the enemy occupied the superior terrain in the west and had a great advantage.

But at this time, Zhang Xibao and Yin Shanxiong on the left and right wings had led two regiments of Jinhan cavalry and attacked from behind the enemy. They charged directly with spears from behind the enemy and crashed into the enemy formation.

Reduced the casualties of Zhang Sheng’s central army.

"Bonneque"

"I'm here!" Boniek's eyes glowed red, like a bloodthirsty wolf.

(End of this chapter)