Chapter 152 Caught a Big Fish
Huh——
Zhu Zaijing took a deep breath and adjusted the discomfort of his first murder.
Originally, Zhu Zaijing thought that as a time-traveler who had seen everything in the world, he would be very accustomed to things like murder and it would be normal.
As a result, after the knife was applied, the unbearable surging feeling still appeared, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable and had a huge psychological impact, and he almost vomited on the spot.
But Zhu Zaijing soon adjusted his mentality. At such a critical moment, there was no time for Zhu Zaijing to adjust to the psychological discomfort of his first murder. All he could do now was suppress the tension and fear in his heart and continue waving his hands. The long sword in his heart set an example for these fifteen hundred people.
At the same time, Zhu Zaijing was also surprised by his arm strength. He never expected that he could split a person in half with one strike of his knife. Could this be the result of his more than a year of practicing "Xiantian Kung"? result?
In fact, strictly speaking, the fact that Zhu Zaijing was able to cut a person in half with one knife this time was not entirely due to the "Xiantian Kung".
First of all, the long sword in Zhu Zaijing's hand is itself made of fine steel. Compared with the weapons of the Han and Tang Dynasties, the quality has also been greatly improved, and the pursuing Tatar light cavalry, in addition to In addition to the armor protection of the leading leaders, these ordinary cavalry did not have armor on their bodies. Their only support was the scimitars in their hands and the bows and arrows on their horses.
But in this forest, they couldn't take advantage of it at all. Coupled with the exhaustion of their pursuit, their men and horses could no longer be so stamina, nor could they explode to the extreme. speed.
On the other hand, the men and horses on Zhu Zaijing's side were ambushing here early and were waiting for work. Although the woods also hindered their charging speed, compared with the already panicked Tatar light cavalry, their advantage was naturally able to overwhelm them. .
So when they, a thousand and five men, charged out with long knives, the situation of the battle was reversed in an instant. It was like a wolf had entered the flock of sheep, and they were almost all harvesting one-sidedly.
These Tatar light cavalry were instantly stunned and chopped down, their morale collapsed immediately, they no longer had any resistance, they just wanted to escape quickly.
But how could Zhu Zaijing and the others let them go so easily?
This battle is also a battle carefully planned by them. Now the pursuing Tatar light cavalry has been trapped by the woods. At this time, the more panic they have, the more chaotic they will be. The more chaotic they will be. The harder it is to escape.
So Zhu Zaijing and his group of 1,500 people were like 1,500 wolves, frantically tearing into the sheep and biting the delicious prey within reach.
After two quarters of an hour of unilateral massacre, except for a few Tatar light cavalry on the edge of the woods who escaped, almost all the remaining people were slaughtered by Zhu Zaijing and his group of 1,500 people. Almost exhausted.
This battle can be said to be a typical battle of defeating more with less. Of course, there are some "victory without force".
However, war is not a fair matter. It is not a street competition. A certain degree of fairness is needed to ensure the interests of the participants. The war is about who is more ruthless. Whose weapons and equipment are more powerful.
And the quality of the horses and horses in the Siwei camp led by Zhu Zaijing was not as good as the horses of this Tatar Qingqi.
Their advantage is that their weapons and light armor are much stronger than the chasing light cavalry.
Even if these Tatar light cavalry reacted, they would still slash the attacking soldiers of the Four Guards Battalion with their swords. They would also find in despair that every one of this terrifying Ming army had armor and could slash them with one sword. In the past, there was no way to hurt its vitals. On the contrary, when they slashed at it, it was either death or injury.
Under such a disparity in weapons and equipment, coupled with the crushing morale of the opponent, the collapse of this pursuing Tatar light cavalry can be imagined. Zhu Zaijing's shirt was also dyed a thrilling bloody red by the blood of the enemy. The long knife in his hand was also dripping with blood. The whole person looked like a murderer who had just returned from hell. generally.
Zhu Zaijing pulled the reins, held the knife, and under the protection of the personal guards around him, urged the horse under his crotch to step over the corpses under his feet, and came to the end In front of a group of Tatar cavalry surrounded.
Now there are only a dozen or so huddled Tatar bandits left in the woods. From the decorations on their bodies, it can be seen that they are not ordinary Tatar cavalry. Moreover, they also have light armor on their bodies and have soldiers in their hands. The blade is also strong and sharp, not as easy to deal with as those ordinary Tatar cavalry.
Zhu Zaijing looked at the dozens of people who were surrounded, without asking who they were, and said coldly: "I have a kind heart and don't want to cause more killings. If you surrender and don't kill, otherwise today next year It’s the anniversary of your death!”
When Zamusu, who was surrounded in the center, saw Zhu Zaijing’s appearance, his heart trembled. He never expected that his opponent would be such a person. Young boy general.
And he sounded like he was a prince, which shocked Zamusu even more. He never dreamed that he would fight against a Ming prince. In his impression, the Ming Dynasty emperor The nobles and nobles are just a bunch of pampered trash. How can they be as brave and good at fighting as the prairie people?
Seeing that the last group of surrounded Tatars in front of him did not react, Zhu Zaijing frowned, "I will give you one last chance. If you don't put down your weapons until I count to three, Get off your horse and kneel on the ground, you will all die today!”
"One"
"Two"
When Zhu Zaijing began to count, the surrounding soldiers of the Four Guards Battalion also tightly grasped the long swords in their hands and were ready to attack at any time. Zamusu and others looked at the murderous Ming army around them, and their hearts trembled. They all felt that this young general was not intimidating them, but could really kill them with a wave of his hand. life.
So just when Zhu Zaijing was about to count to three, Jamusu immediately said anxiously: "You can't kill me, I am the son of the great Khan of Ada, Yi'er General Xuntaiji!"
Zamusu hurriedly called out his identity. Zhu Zaijing's eyes couldn't help but light up after hearing Jamusu's shouting, "Oh, you can speak Chinese. Originally, I thought I could directly It would be a pity to kill you.”
Zhu Zaijing's words made Zamusu tremble in his heart. It turned out that this young killer's murderous intention was so serious!
But as the commander-in-chief of a tribe with ten thousand households, Jamusu still worked hard to gather some backbone.
Jamusu raised his head and looked at Zhu Zaijing and asked, "Who are you?"
Zhu Zaimusu glanced at Zamusu contemptuously, "Who am I, you?" You will know soon. Since you are willing to lay down your weapons, I will naturally keep my promise and spare your life."
Then Zhu Zaijing ordered to the guards around him: "Tie them up. , and then sent to the rear to await death.”
Jamusu and his personal guards were tied up by Zhu Zaijing's people. Zamusu said excitedly: "So what if you win? We have countless brave warriors in the Great Khan, but you still can't win. Tell me Who are you?"
Zhu Zaijing snorted, not bothering to pay attention to this tough-talking prisoner, "Noise!"
Then Zhu Zaijing. Then he started ordering people to clean up the battlefield.
(End of this chapter)