"Kill! Kill! Surrender and exchange! "
While the Japanese Empire's envoy was having dinner with the Honglu Temple's people, the Tang dynasty's soldiers continued to shout and kill on the battlefield before the sky turned dark.
Tubo threw a lot of things again. His tent was completely gone, and his tools were also thrown on the ground.
Zasykuzé, who was running in front, wanted to turn back and kill his own people.
Every time he fought, he threw a lot of things. If he ran back, where would he find tools?
Without a tent, he would be cold at night. The tents were all made of leather and were very precious.
He held back his anger and looked up at the sun. There was still some time before sunset. Why was it so slow?
"Change horses," a general in the army shouted.
As the shout fell, more than 4,000 people jumped from their horses to the horses next to them.
The horses that were no longer burdened seemed to be energized.
"Change horses." The Winged Knights, who had been wandering around and shooting arrows, also changed horses.
They each rode three horses, while Tubo could only run on two horses.
The other cavalrymen were done for. With only one horse, how far could they run if they ran at full speed?
When they encountered those cavalrymen, the Winged Knights ignored them after a round of arrows and continued to chase the ones in front.
The ones behind were left to the other Tang dynasty cavalrymen. The Winged Knights' horses were more tired.
If the enemy's horses were tired, they would definitely charge at the Winged Knights.
The Winged Knights dared to fight, and they could also fight with their lives on the line. However, in the current situation, they did not fight.
They would run to the side and dodge. After all, their horses were tired. They could dodge while shooting arrows.
The Winged Knights' horses were good. When they were chosen, they were good horses. Needless to say, they were fed and trained in Chang 'an.
Whose horses could be fed with different ingredients at any time? Could they eat eggs?
Normally, it was considered a luxury for a person to ride two horses. Usually, the other horse would have to carry something.
Sometimes, when both horses were tired and the road was difficult to travel, the person would dismount.
The trend of three horses really became popular during the Mongolian period. There were many horses, and the Malians would bring mares with milk to replenish their supplies.
The Winged Knights did not wear heavy armor. They relied on their speed and archery skills to win. Their heavy armor made them unable to run.
If he had extra weight to carry, he would bring more arrows.
Guo Zhiyun didn't know that the Winged Knights were this strong in the wild.
He estimated that twenty to thirty thousand out of the forty thousand enemy troops would survive.
Twenty thousand was more stable, and thirty thousand was what he was looking forward to.
In the end, it was the Tubo people who ran away on their two mounts. They were the odd few out of the forty thousand.
The people running away from Tubo finally got to see how powerful the Tang Emperors' private army was. It was mainly because they were difficult to deal with.
If you charge at him, he will run, and then he will turn around and shoot.
If the distance between the two parties is 100 paces, the arrow can travel 120 paces.
Even if they were hit by an arrow, it would only be a flesh wound.
The person who was chasing after the arrow had to bear a different fate. He was running towards the arrow and plunged right into it.
Thus, as the chase went on, the pursuer fell.
The Winged Knights didn't chase. They made good use of their weapons and shot arrows from a distance. They didn't necessarily have to hit the person, they could also hit the horse.
The whole process of running and chasing was an elimination process. Whether the horse was good or not and whether the horse was good or not, it would determine who would be eliminated.
At this moment, the only thing the Tubo people could look forward to was nightfall.
They were basically all Tubo people, not people from other tribes. Only they were qualified to ride two mounts.
Just like the people who had challenged them before, why did they stop? They were not afraid of death. They just didn't want to die when they couldn't kill the enemy.
In summer, the days were long and the nights were short.
Today was the fifth day of the summer solstice. The summer solstice was the day with the longest day of the year.
Usually, at eight o 'clock in the evening, the sky would still be bright.
Then, after six hours, the sky would be bright again.
The Winged Knights were very patient. They were not boorish people. They played to their strengths.
More horses, better horses, better bows, and better arrows. As for archery and horsemanship, both sides were basically the same.
Swish, swish, swish! The Winged Knights baited the enemy, and the two sides exchanged arrows again.
More than forty Tubo people fell from their horses, but none of the Winged Knights were hurt.
"Take my horse!" someone in the Tubo team suddenly shouted. He glanced at the person next to him and urged his horse out.
When he reached the outside, he suddenly jumped off his horse, rolled a few times on the ground, got up, and limped towards the Winged Knights behind him.
He didn't have any more arrows. He didn't know that he would meet so many Winged Knights.
He left his horse to the others, and he …
Swish! The Winged Knights shot an arrow into the man's chest when he was about twenty steps away. The horse swerved to the side.
"I'm not dead yet!" The man grabbed the arrow and rushed over again with his knife, blood gushing out of his mouth.
"Take my horse!" After another exchange of arrows, another Tubo person rushed out.
"Take my remaining arrows and horse. I'm from the First Gate." Someone handed over his last two arrows, but left his horse behind, because it couldn't make it.
He stabbed the horse's butt with his knife, and the horse jumped out. An arrow came and hit him in the throat.
His body swayed, and he fell on the horse's back with his eyes wide open.
Boom! The horse rushed to the end of its life. Its front legs gave way, and it fell to the ground. Its stomach heaved slightly, but it could never stand up again. It was exhausted.
Some people followed suit, and on the way to escape, more Tubo people followed suit. They used their own lives to give their companions a chance to escape.
When there was only a glimmer of light left in the sky, the Winged Knights stopped chasing.
There were less than three thousand Tubo people left, and there was still about forty-five minutes before nightfall.
The Winged Knights didn't want to give up their horses. They took turns to ride three horses each, and now they couldn't take it anymore. If they continued to chase, some of their horses would die.
They stopped, turned over and dismounted, and took out water bags to water and feed the horses. Some even took out knives and iodophor to bleed the horses.
They also took a small handful of pepper and let Man lick it. The horse rubbed its head affectionately against its master.
"Not many of their horses will survive. We'll continue to chase at dawn." Qin Li flicked his wrist and looked at the Tubo people in the distance.
"Can someone help me remove the arrow? I got an arrow in my back. It's a bit deep. There's a guy who's strong and uses a different bow."
A Winged Knight came over and lay on the ground.
There was indeed an arrow in his back. It had pierced through his leather armor when he was being chased.
The bows they used were strong enough, but they couldn't rule out the possibility that some Tubo people were stronger and used stronger bows.
Someone came over to help and cut open the leather armor to check.
"It's okay. It's only an inch deep. You'll suffer for a few days." The person who saw took out a tool to help him remove the arrow. The arrow had a barb at the front.
After the arrow pierced into the muscle, the muscle contracted and clamped the arrow.
It needed to be pulled and couldn't be pulled out directly.
Not long after, the arrow was taken out. Under the light of the setting sun, the person who pulled the arrow out shook his head. "It's dirty and rusty. Come, let's test your sensitivity. I'll give you a tetanus shot."
"Bah! Damn, I'll go back and ask Li Dongzhu for poison. I'll use it too. "
The person lying on the ground didn't have any anesthetic. He was in so much pain that he was biting grass to endure.
The wound was almost an inch deep. There was no tetanus shot, the arrow was rusty, and there was no iodophor to clean it.
"Thank you Li Dongzhu for providing us with exercise classes. You're all muscular. Otherwise, you would have been pierced through."
The person next to him who was using a syringe to suck the medicine said with a smile. His heart wasn't heavy as long as the injured didn't die.
Li Yi let them exercise. They had more muscles, and now they were useful.
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