Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 613 The knot between the cavalry

  Although Chang Hanlu is brave, he can't show it at all in this situation. No matter how fast the spear was swung, it was still not as fast as the arrow. In a short while, he was hit by two more arrows, one on the arm and one on the left shoulder. The horse under him was even worse. After three or four consecutive arrows were shot in the chest and abdomen, although the horse's chest muscles were strong, it couldn't resist anymore, its front hooves softened, and Chang Hanlu was thrown to the ground.

Chang Hanlu's guard just wanted to get off his horse to protect him, but just stretched out a hand to Chang Hanlu, he didn't notice the arrow shot from one side, it was pierced through the throat, and he couldn't even speak , and fell in front of Chang Hanlu!

"That Zhenqin!" Zhang Hanlu grabbed his brother and tried to cover the gushing blood with his hands, but he could only helplessly look at his closest brother and closest guard, Na Zhenqin. Spit blood bubbles, and then die.

  Chang Hanlu howled, grabbed the sword left by Zhenqin beside him, struggled to get up, and limped towards the Han army's position.

  Ling Jie's intensive defense was very timely and in place.

Although Chang Hanlu and other Xianbei cavalry came running wildly, facing the crowded formation of Han infantry, they could only use their horses to ram them. Whenever a cavalryman tries to collide, he will get the attention of the Han army.

In a short while, nearly a hundred riders were lying dead in front of the battle. Some Xianbei people who fell off their horses died before they fell, some were still struggling to get up, and some were crushed by the horse corpses or fell. My limbs were broken, I couldn't get up at all, I could only struggle and howl in pain...

  The threat of death did not completely defeat the courage of the Xianbei people. There are still Xianbei people who are like moths to a flame. They know that they will die in the next moment, but they still sprint forward like crazy!

  Ma Yan had sharp eyes, and at a glance, he saw Chang Hanlu who had lost his horse and was climbing the long ditch in front of the formation. He asked for a bow and arrow from the side and aimed at Chang Hanlu.

Chang Hanlu had injuries to his hands and feet, so he couldn't climb as fast as a normal person, but his ferocious temperament still made him ignore the blood flowing from the cracked wound, gritted his teeth, supported himself with a sword, and finally climbed up. He stepped up to the edge of the pit, waving his saber, like a wounded beast, although it was bleeding, it was still waving its minions.

  Suddenly, Zhang Hanlu felt as if something had hit his chest, and his whole body gave a pause.

Chang Hanlu lowered his head slowly, and found that an arrow had pierced his chest, and the snow-white tail that was stuck outside was soon stained red by his own blood. It also spurted out along with the blood gushing out of the chest...

  The blood-stained saber finally fell to the ground. Chang Hanlu shook his head twice, looked up at the battle formation of the Han army not far away, and finally fell straight on his back.

  The autumn sky is extremely clear, unaffected by the blood on the ground.

  Chang Hanlu struggled, swallowed his dusty and dry throat, and flashed his last thought: I will never drink kumiss again...

Accompanied by the death of the commander Hanlu, coupled with the shouts of Ma Yan and Ling Jie to persuade them to surrender, the remaining Xianbei people finally woke up gradually from their madness, and looked at each other in bewilderment, not knowing what to do. Knowing who dropped the sword first, more and more Xianbei people gradually put down their weapons, dismounted their horses, and surrendered.

Seeing that the situation here has been settled, Ma Yan explained to Ling Jie that Ling Jie would clean up the mess here, and then he returned to the horse, put his head on the horse's big head, looked at its big eyes, and stroked the horse's head. The neck of the war horse, while saying: "Man, I know you are tired, but now you have to persevere, and take a good rest after the fight, okay?"

  The war horse snorted loudly, as if talking about something...

Ma Yan and the horse put their faces together, then raised their heads, tightened the belt on the horse's belly, and shouted loudly: "Everyone get on the horse! Return to the army! I was chased by Xianbei dogs all the way, **** it! Now it's your turn." We are here!"

Ma Yan used to have 500 riders, but he lost a lot in the battle, and he also lost a bit when he was chased by Xianbei. Now he only has more than 300 riders. Basically, it can be said that both people and horses are exhausted. It was almost the limit, but under Ma Yan's vulgar metaphor, they all burst into laughter, staggered onto the horse's back, and waited for Ma Yan's order.

  Wars are like this, Peter is often the one who can persist until the last moment, to the last breath.

  When Ma Yan led the cavalry and appeared on the battlefield where Xu Huang and the Xianbei were intertwined, almost everyone immediately understood the results of the battle ahead.

The Han cavalry seemed to be rejuvenated, and their morale was greatly boosted, while the Xianbei cavalry suffered a half-way interception first, and then lost the command of the commander at this time, and there was no hope of continuing to win. On the face of it, he completely lost his fighting spirit. Seeing that the situation was not good, some Xianbei cavalry on the periphery even turned around and ran away immediately...

   Immediately, more Xianbei cavalry began to join the fleeing ranks. Xu Huang and Ma Yanbing joined together and began to pursue the fleeing Xianbei cavalry.

It is said to be chasing, but in fact it is just a meaning. Because there is no obstacle of terrain, the Xianbei escaped very scatteredly, one group in the east and one nest in the west, so after chasing for three to five miles, Ma Yan and Xu Huang fled. So he stopped the horse's pace and stopped chasing it.

  Ma Yan, who was walking back, suddenly stumbled, fell to his knees, and threw Mayan off the horse.

Fortunately, he was walking back slowly, the speed was not fast, and Ma Yan did not suffer any major injuries, but he also fell hard. He just stood up under the support of the guards, and he yelled badly, almost He ran up to his horse...

  My war horse has been with me for many years. If calculated according to the age of the horse, it is considered an older generation. Therefore, it is not as strong as other younger war horses in terms of physical strength. Now, it is finally unable to support it.

  The war horse lay on the ground, already spitting out a lot of **** white foam, and breathing extremely rapidly.

Ma Yan felt regretful in his heart. His attention was attracted by the victory just now, and he relaxed a little. He even forgot to pay more attention to the horse under his crotch. If he could notice the situation of the horse earlier and stop earlier, maybe…

"Ah... old buddy! old buddy..." Ma Yan looked closer and knew that the situation was not good. He couldn't help kneeling down with a thud, hugged the horse's head, and put his face on the big head of the war horse, with snot and tears It all spewed out, muttering in his mouth, "...I'm sorry, old man, I'm sorry..."

  The war horse finally shook its ears, its huge body twitched for the last time, and then the shortness of breath slowly calmed down, and it also closed its big eyes forever...

   Among the creatures domesticated by man, the horse is not like a cat, nor like a dog...

   When the cat needs food and company, it will always circle around you, barking continuously...

   When the dog is hungry, it will run to wag its tail, lick with its tongue, and follow…

   And the horses have nothing to eat, but they are often **** in the stables, and there is no one in them, which makes them feel uncomfortable every day, and the earth is not working well...

   Perhaps the horse is the least expressive creature...

  (end of this chapter)