When there were only a dozen people left in the team, Zhang Zai felt deeply hopeless. The heart hanging in his throat seemed to pop out of his mouth.
This was not only because there were no one on his side, and there were more than 200 Khitan cavalry trailing behind him, but also because a mass of cavalry suddenly rushed down from the grassy slope in front of them.
After Niudan and the others were cut off one after another, although their courage was commendable, the Khitan Jingqi was not a fool. After all, there were too few of them. The Khitan cavalry only needed to send out a part of them to fight head-on each time, and the cavalry on both sides could continue to pursue without much hindrance.
Niudan and others have no choice at all.
Zhang Zai heard Ergouzi's roar.
Faced with such a situation, more than a dozen people have no way to go to the sky, no way to enter the earth, even if they all disperse and flee, they will only end up being defeated one by one.
This time Zhang Zai pulled out the horizontal knife smoothly, but his hands were still shaking violently. In his state, if a miracle doesn't happen, he probably won't be able to kill or injure anyone, and the biggest result will be his own death.
However, under the current circumstances, whether one or two Khitans can be hacked to death has no effect on the overall situation. This ranger, who had found out where the Khitan army was, could only be wiped out in the end.
The military situation obtained through hard work and good luck is destined not to be known to the Beikou defenders.
"Kill!" When Er Gouzi blushed and growled, the veins on his neck popped.
Although he is a new soldier, this mission is his first time fighting the enemy, but his preparation for this moment is far beyond what Zhang Zai can compare. The sweat he shed and the training he endured on weekdays allowed him to behave like a qualified fighter.
"Kill!" The rest of the soldiers also roared at the same time, their faces grim. When things come to an end, border guards will not lose their dignity even if they die in battle.
Zhang Zai, Liu Dahe and other three Confucian scholars were aroused by the bloody spirit of their fellow robes, and their timidity was much less. The decisive backs of Niudan and others emerged in their minds, and they gradually became jealous. Even though their bodies trembled more because of fear and nervousness, there was also a bit of excitement in it.
At least, at this moment, no one peed their pants.
The Khitan cavalry rushing down from the grassy slope were about to confront them head-on, but this team suddenly split into two groups and rushed to the two wings left and right, giving way to Er Gouzi and the others to open the middle passage.
Er Gouzi, who hadn't reached the age of the crown, had a serious look in his eyes.
The opponent has about 300 people, and they only have more than ten people. Under the hedge, they can't penetrate into the opponent's formation, and they will all be hacked to death. With such a huge disparity in power, why should the opponent avoid their edge
The opponent wants to choose another tactic
There is no need at all.
Young, but definitely not stupid, he is the smartest Er Gouzi in this team, and he can spot the clue with just two eyes.
The Khitan cavalry team rides neither fast scout horses nor fine horses, but the most common pony horses. They wore leather armor made of animal skins, the styles were not uniform, the swords and bows in their hands were even more uneven, and some warriors were tall and some were thin.
This is an ordinary Khitan tribe cavalry, and it is not from any big tribe.
But if he only saw these, Er Gouzi would not be confused.
What surprised him was that the leaders of this Khitan cavalry were actually several monks and Taoists in monk's robes!
It was they who led the team, divided into two groups, ran past Er Gouzi and the others at a safe distance, and rushed behind them.
Er Gouzi turned his head suddenly, the scene in front of him stunned him!
It wasn't just him, but Zhang Zai and others were also dumbfounded.
The Khitan tribal cavalry rushing past them, led by several monks and Taoists, launched a brave and fanatical attack on the Khitan elite cavalry who were chasing them!
The Khitan elite cavalry are naturally powerful, not comparable to the warriors of ordinary small grassland tribes. However, they could not have imagined that this group of Khitan cavalry, who were obviously grassland people's faces and not disguised as Tang people, would suddenly charge and kill them.
Unexpectedly, the Khitan elite cavalry was hit hard, and the front line was quickly disrupted. When people turned their backs on their backs, there were screams one after another, and one after another, the elite cavalry warriors fell off their horses.
They didn't understand until their death why their companions would attack them.
Those few monks and Taoists are very strong, even if they are not real masters, but they are enough to face some centurions, and they take the lead to rush into the formation of Khitan elite cavalry, and it is difficult for them to have a three-in-one enemy.
The Khitans started killing each other for no reason, Er Gouzi, Zhang Zai and others all slowed down their horses in amazement. However, Er Gouzi did not let his companions act rashly, but turned his horse's head and watched them fight.
His clever head, which has been praised many times by Dutoudan, thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why.
The battle of hundreds of cavalry came to an end very quickly, and the Khitan elite cavalry decisively chose to retreat when more than half of the casualties were suffered. Although they were screaming and cursing, they didn't turn their heads.
It wasn't until the cavalry of the Khitan tribe started to clean the battlefield, picked up their trophies, and cheered loudly, talking and laughing, that Er Gouzi, Zhang Zai and others were convinced that they had really recovered their lives.
And the ones who rescued them turned out to be a group of Khitan people.
A monk rode their horses together and came to Er Gouzi and the others, saluting with wide smiles. Among the few monks, they were the only ones with Han faces.
Er Gouzi got off his horse and returned the salute. For this reason, he didn't need to be on guard everywhere. If the other party wanted to kill them, it would be easy. "Today, I will never forget the kindness of saving you. The Beikou Frontier Army will be grateful to both of you!"
The Taoist stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Little general, you don't need to be too polite, everyone is doing things for the dynasty, regardless of you or me."
The monk clasped his hands together, looked compassionately and said: "I can meet you today because of fate. The little general and others think that they have received our favor, but in the eyes of the poor monk, this is not our blessing, so there is no need to say thank you." .”
Er Gouzi disturbed his head, Monk Zhang Er was puzzled by what the other party said, and couldn't understand it for a while.
Zhang Zai and others also came forward to pay respects. Seeing that Er Gouzi couldn't communicate well with each other verbally, they took up the conversation without hesitation, "The two masters must have come from Wukong Shimen and Quanzhen Temple?"
Seeing Zhang Zai, monks and Taoists were a little surprised, probably wondering why there were Confucian scholars in the army. Although the other party was wearing armor, ordinary people might not be able to see the demeanor of a scribe, but the two of them could recognize it at a glance.
"Exactly."
The middle-aged Taoist laughed and said, "Wukong Shimen and Quanzhen Guanshen are ordered by the king to preach and preach outside the territory, and gather strength to contribute to the great cause of my dynasty. Recently, fierce battles are raging on the border, and we have also taken the opportunity to gather our own believers. Here Hunt and kill the Khitan scout rangers."
The monk sighed compassionately, and said: "It's a pity that Khitan has tight control over the grassland, and Yelu Abaoji is well aware of the situation of Wukong Shimen and Quanzhen Temple, so he is very careful about us. Our actions on the grassland are not very good. smoothly.
"Today, Wukong Shimen and Quanzhen Temple can't infiltrate the Khitan dignitaries, and can only look for those small tribes on the grassland."
Zhang Zai nodded repeatedly.
Before he could speak, the middle-aged Taoist continued: "Fortunately, the grassland is vast and the land is sparsely populated. Not to mention that there are so many small tribes, many herdsmen and even families live together, so there are still many places where we can do something."
The monk said: "At the beginning of the war, Yelu Abaoji's attention is on the battlefield, and his control over the small grassland tribes is much weaker. Only now will we have a great opportunity to develop more believers."
The middle-aged Taoist said: "Yelu Abaoji looks down on the power of small tribes. They are poor and weak, not to mention that a tribe may not even be able to make a complete set of iron armor. Many arrowheads are bone arrowheads. Yelu Abaoji points When they were soldiers, they didn't even bother to take them with them.
"But for Wukong Shimen and Quanzhen Temple, these poor and weak people happen to be the easiest targets for our believers."
The monk said: "Although their strength is weak, as long as they gather together, they can still be of great use. A team like the one in front of us, Wukong Shimen and Quanzhen Temple have already organized a lot. Although they don't have the ability to compete with the Khitan army, but It is still possible to cooperate with the imperial frontier army."
Dao Ren said: "On the grassland, the tribe is the only destination for the shepherds. Although Yelu Abaoji is the king, except for his direct army and the Khitan headquarters, the shepherds on the vast grassland, especially the small tribes and scattered shepherds, have no regard for him. How much loyalty there is. With the power of religion, they are easy for me to use."
Speaking of this, the monk finally smiled, "Just like now."
Er Gouzi already looked confused, like an ignorant child who had just listened to a bible.
Although he is clever, his knowledge is too limited, and he is at a level where he cannot touch Buddhism and Taoism, so he cannot understand these words and the great meaning behind them.
Zhang Zai was fascinated by what he heard.
Gradually, his blood began to boil again.
However, the monk in front of him spoke like he was singing a double reed, and he was not given a chance to speak at all, which made him a little uncomfortable and felt unspeakably weird.
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The Shimen and the Daomen have always been rivals, and no one is pleasing to the eye. They fight in the rivers and lakes during peacetime, and get involved in great strife when the world is in chaos.
But now, monks and Taoists get along very well.
The two low-level monks are so harmonious that they can act together and fight together, not to mention that their words are coordinated so seamlessly that even Zhang Zai, a Confucian scholar, can't get in the conversation.
While everyone was talking, a young Taoist ran over and spoke to the middle-aged Taoist. After hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist smiled and said to Er Gouzi, "Our companions saved some frontier soldiers where you came from."
The frontier soldiers who were rescued were Niudan and others.
After turning back to kill the enemy, more than forty people fled with their feet, attracting Khitan elite cavalry to pursue them. When they were rescued by Wukong Shimen and Quanzhen Guan, there were only four of them left.
Niudan was seriously injured, but at any rate he was still able to ride a horse and gallop.
When Niudan and others who had survived the catastrophe returned, they embraced excitedly with their fellow robes, and after thanking the monks and Taoists again, they set off on their way home.
It is important to send it back to the military.
When he turned his head in the galloping team, he saw the Khitan tribal cavalry led by several monks and Taoists who "returned with a full load" and disappeared behind the grassy slope. Zhang Zai was very emotional.
No, those people are not Khitan tribe cavalry.
They should be called steppe tribal cavalry.
Although the grassland is now under the rule of the Khitan, they are not the herdsmen of the Khitan Eight Divisions.
Shock is Zhang Zai's biggest emotion right now.
Shimen and Daomen have found their place in this revived dynasty. And began to make contributions in this position according to King An's will, winning their own glory and glory.
For example, today, they rescued their team of rangers, which allowed the military report that would affect the battle situation in Beikou, Tanzhou, and even the entire battle situation in Youzhou to be sent back to the border in time.
Today's Datang is a vigorous Datang.
Zhang Zai felt that time was waiting for no one, and that it was urgent to make contributions.
There is not much time left for Yangzhou Confucianism.
Thinking of his unbearable performance on this trip, Zhang Zai felt ashamed and angry.
After returning to Beikouguan City, Niu Dan went to the commander of the capital to report the military situation, while Zhang Zai himself talked with Zhang Qishen all night. No one knew what they talked about, but in the early morning of the next day, the soldiers unexpectedly discovered that those delicate scholars actually got up earlier than them, practicing their battlefield skills, and working harder than them.
The most important thing is that the way these Confucian scholars looked at them and how they got along with them, no longer had the sense of looking down on themselves as before, but they were talking about each other as equals.
In equality, there is also respect and admiration.
Especially when asking them for advice about serving in the army, they are more serious and pious than ordinary recruits.