Enemy attack!
This idea came to everyone's minds, and a group of people hurriedly grabbed their weapons to gather.
"How can there be enemy attacks in this place?"
"Who is the enemy?"
"How many enemies are there?"
Wochen, Boerhu and others had a lot of doubts in their hearts, but they still hurriedly passed on the orders one by one.
It's just that now the sky is full of yellow sand, and there is no way to see where the enemy is. Only the faint sound of shouting and killing is mixed in the wind and sand. Even though Xue Jun has experienced many battles, the panic gradually pervades at this time.
After all, Wuchen and Boerhu were battle-tested veterans, so they hurriedly judged the approximate location of the enemy's arrival from the direction where the warning sound disappeared just now, and hastily summoned their own soldiers and deployed them to rush over there.
It's a pity that what they encountered was a round of arrow rain, and the Mongolian army suddenly turned their backs. However, the Mongols are best at riding and shooting, and many people immediately shot back with their bows and arrows. Unfortunately, at this time they were facing the sandstorm, not only could they not see the enemy clearly, but It is fighting against the wind, the power of the horse's arrows is greatly reduced, but the power of the enemy's bows and arrows is almost doubled by the wind.
"Retreat, retreat, spread out, and go around to the opponent's side and rear!" Borhu immediately realized that such a fight would undoubtedly be defeated, and hurriedly passed on the order. The biggest advantage of the Mongols is mobility. In the past, they often won with few in the west. Many, relying on strong mobility to go around the opponent's weak flank, or pretending to retreat to attract the enemy's lone army to go deep and then counter-surround.
Although Borhu was not considered a top-notch general, he had been with Temujin for so many years, and he had never eaten pork and even seen pigs run away.
But at this moment, a pale yellow figure suddenly rushed out of the wind and sand, and directly stabbed Borhu in the throat. The people around screamed again and again, and when he wanted to go up to help, his body had already fallen heavily on the ground. It was as if the sound of a life-threatening drum hit the Mongolian heart heavily.
The soldiers around Borhu finally came to their senses, and wanted to rush over to avenge their master, but that yellow figure came and disappeared suddenly like a dragon wagging its tail, and soon escaped into the boundless wind and sand , where can they find it
"It turned out to be her!" Song Qingshu, who was nearby, was startled when he saw it. Although he only had a glimpse, he already recognized that the other party was Huo Qingtong in the green feather and yellow shirt. He was very impressed with her heroic spirit before.
The demeanor on the battlefield is really amazing.
"It's from the Wooden Table Lun Department!"
At this moment, the soldiers were fighting hand-to-hand, and everyone had seen clearly the attire of the attackers, the camel-riding archers in a row, and the knights above were all wrapped in layers of black scarves, only two eyes were exposed, and they were facing the wind, so In this sandstorm weather, it was not affected much.
"There are people from Junggar!"
Someone also recognized the identity of another army, and the hearts of the Mongolian group sank to the bottom of the valley. You must know that the Muzhuolun tribe and the Jungar Khanate have caused troubles for the Mongols in the Western Regions for so many years. Naturally, he knew their strength, if he was surrounded by them at this time, it would be a disaster.
Although Wu Chen kept issuing orders to try to save the defeat, Borhu was the leader of this group of cowardly soldiers. He was killed as soon as he fought. But in the yellow sand all over the sky, it seemed that there were enemies in all directions. Without a direct leader, this team soon fell into a situation of fighting among themselves and being divided and surrounded by the opponent.
Song Qingshu saw that Mongolia's defeat was doomed. Of course, he would not help the Mongols to kill the Muzhuolun tribe, but he still had to save face, and finally pretended to be fighting and retreating.
Later, the wind and sand got bigger and bigger, and it was almost impossible to see things one meter away. The Mongols collapsed completely, and many people started to flee. Song Qingshu also took the opportunity to go to the periphery of the battlefield.
To his surprise, he ran into Oman on the way, but at this time she had already separated from Su Pu and others, and she herself was placed on the camel with her hands bound by a knight from the Wooden Table Lun Department. It is the way prisoners are treated on the battlefield.
This made Song Qingshu a little surprised. He thought it was people from the Tieyan tribe who contacted the Muzhuolun tribe and Junggar to organize such an ambush, but judging from the way these soldiers from the Muzhuolun tribe treated Oman, it was obviously not like the one who passed the air beforehand. .
"Who on earth notified Huo Qingtong, or her battlefield acuity has really reached such a level that she can catch the movement of the Mongol army very accurately?" Song Qingshu was wondering, and the wooden table Lun The knights had already seen him, and as long as he was a member of the Mongolian team, they swung their waist knives and slashed at him.
Song Qingshu leaned to one side, grabbed his wrist and threw him several feet away, then jumped up to take his place and rode on the camel.
Run to the periphery of the battlefield.
Now it's a mess here, no matter how good his martial arts are, he still has to guard against the cold arrows everywhere, it's better to get out of the battlefield as soon as possible.
"Thank you uncle, you saved me again." Aman could not help being surprised when he saw that it was him.
"Uncle?" Song Qingshu thought to himself that with Shuiyue Dazong's face, he could be regarded as a perverted strange uncle at most. This little girl is really silly and sweet, and she can also call this uncle.
"Stop talking, be careful that all the wind and sand get into your mouth." Song Qingshu instructed, and handed him a scarf to wrap around his face.
But Aman didn't listen, but continued: "Can you go and save Su Pu and the others? We were scattered by the rebel army just now."
Song Qingshu directly refused: "Do you think I'm a god? There are thousands of troops out there now. What's the difference between my going and dying. What's more, now that I can't see my fingers, I can't find them."
He didn't take such a big risk for an irrelevant man, but if he was saving Su Pu now, and he asked himself to save Aman, would he go
Aman looked around, and indeed there was wind and sand everywhere, and even the sound of fighting could hardly be heard. Finding someone in this situation is like looking for a needle in a haystack, so he clasped his hands together: "God bless, let Su Pu live..."
Song Qingshu saw her praying with her bound hands in front of her chest, and being placed horizontally in front of her body, the posture at this time was as strange as it could be, so she couldn't help laughing: "You are too emphatic about sex and despise friends, why? I only ask Allah to bless Su Pu alive, are Sansier and Camel not human anymore?"
"I'm not..." Aman blushed immediately, and hurriedly prayed for Sangsir and the others.
Song Qingshu restrained his mind, and while guarding against the sudden arrows, he rode a camel and followed the weak point to break through. Although the wind and sand are all over the sky, he still has the energy to perceive and can avoid many risks in advance.
On the way, Aman felt uncomfortable and asked Song Qingshu to untie her.
Song Qingshu glanced at her, but did not agree: "I advise you to leave it like this, lest you say I took advantage of you later."
Aman was taken aback: "Why would I say such a thing?" Seeing that he still didn't untie himself, he suddenly thought of a guess, and his pretty face turned pale with fright, "You don't want me to be your slave girl, do you?"