"Don't be afraid of the enemy, and don't be afraid of the rain. I know that the rain will soon soften our bowstrings and wet our arrows! But just listen to my command, Huerzahusi, and shoot arrows wherever I point, without stopping for a moment. Before the arrows get wet and the bowstrings become soft, shoot all the arrows in both tubes. The Jurchens will flee like rabbits, and victory will be ours!"
"Now, take all the bows in your hands, put the arrows on the bows, and follow me!"
After saying this, Huerzahusi, who was wearing heavy armor and a golden crown, turned his horse around, took the lead, bent his bow and shot an arrow at the Jin army's position. Dozens of Kerait nobles, who were fully equipped with standard Han army heavy armor, followed closely behind him, holding bows and catching up, shooting arrows at the Jurchen army.
Seeing the Khan leading by example, the morale of the Western Mongolian army was greatly boosted. They immediately obeyed the order and followed suit, deploying their formations with typical light cavalry tactics. Then they tried to harass and suppress the Jin army with bows and arrows on the vast battlefield... For a moment, arrows rained down from behind the Western Mongolian Khan.
However, he only shot two arrows himself. Huerzahus Khan, who had just been waving his bow in front of the formation to boost morale, fell off his horse without saying a word and was unable to get up again.
The Western Mongolian tribes were confused and in disarray, and the morale that had just been boosted fell to the bottom.
Tuoli, who was seven or eight steps behind his father, was also stunned. To be honest, he was prepared to hand over his father to Emperor Zhao after the war, but this time it was not him.
In fact, it couldn't be him under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
Several of Hurzakhus Khan's brothers and several chieftains of small Western Mongolian tribes dismounted from their horses and picked up Hurzakhus Khan, who had died, from the ground. At this time, Toli hurriedly dismounted to see what had happened, and only then did he realize through his mask what had happened... It was not a conspiracy, it was really not a conspiracy, it was just an accident. A traditional Mongolian feather arrow hit the back of the Khan's neck because he was wearing a crown but not a helmet.
One side of the arrow had been wet by the rain and the feathers were scattered. In this situation, no one could control the direction of the arrow.
This was a common accidental injury on the battlefield, except that this time the person killed by accidental injury was the Khan of Western Mongolia, and he died suddenly just when the war was about to become intense and comprehensive.
Toli, wearing a lamellar armor, stood behind his father, dumbfounded and panicked. The troops behind him were even more scattered. You know, the Western Mongolian army had just started the battle, and even the troops behind them had not yet gathered properly. The Jin army, which had been in a state of tension due to the arrival of a large number of Mongolian cavalry, seemed to realize what was happening, and a small number of cavalry began to stand out and try to investigate.
At this critical moment, as if possessed by a ghost, Toli, who was being watched by the surrounding Kerait nobles, actually focused his gaze on the crown on his father's head... That little thing, which had just killed a Khan, seemed to have some magical power... Toli almost wanted to take off his helmet and put on this thing immediately.
However, as the rain seeped into his face from his helmet, Tuoli, who had seen a lot following Emperor Zhao, quickly came to his senses, and then realized in a trance that in this place and under this situation, the crown would not count just because he wore it - it would only count if Emperor Zhao, the core noble warriors of the Kerait tribe beside him, and the tribesmen behind him all agreed.
He had to do something to prove to the official who was manipulating the world on the other side of the river, to the nobles and tribesmen of the Kerait tribe in front and behind him, and to the scattered tribes of Western Mongolia who had not yet gathered on the battlefield that he was worthy of wearing the crown.
This is an unprecedented danger, but also an opportunity.
The next moment, under the attention of the core figures of the Kerait tribe around him, the eldest son of Hurzahusi suddenly stepped forward, and regardless of anything, he took the crown from his father, but then jumped on his horse, cut his bowstring with a dagger, and used the bowstring to tie his father's crown to his spear.
A younger noble of the Kerait tribe realized something and quickly broke the arrow in Hurzahus neck. Then the other nobles also reacted and immediately carried Hurzahus Khan's body onto a warhorse. Then they just drove the warhorse to the rear of the army and turned back to their own horses.
"The Jurchens killed my father!"
Toli took the lead, turned around with his spear in hand and galloped towards the obviously shaken Western Mongolian army, shouting with all his might. Behind him was the warhorse carrying his father's body and dozens of Kerait nobles. The eye-catching crown kept shaking in the drizzle, making a sound with the spear. The sound seemed to be no different from the sound of the bells under Toli's warhorse's neck when he was riding with his bare hands.
"The Jurchens killed my father, your Khan!"
Surrounded by dozens of Kereyid nobles, Toli, wearing full armor, held a spear and kept moving between his father's body in front of the Western Mongolian army, screaming in the ancient language of the Mongolian Plateau. "Do you still remember my father's kindness? Do you still remember the oath you made to my father? Do you still remember the military order my father just issued?"
"Now, those who are still willing to consider themselves Mongolians, come with me, Toli! I will still promise you what my father once promised, but you must fight for me and my father Khan, and avenge me and my father Khan! You must obey the military order just now, and you must use your arrows to spray all of them on the heads of the Jurchens, and prove our glory for me and my father Khan in front of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty! Otherwise, Changshengtian will not forgive you!"
After saying this, Toli turned his horse around again, then raised his spear high, shook his crown, and pointed it at the Jin army.
The surrounding tribes, starting with the nobles of the Kerait tribe, suddenly exploded, and then the entire army array, just like before, threw a rain of arrows at the Jin army! And it was even faster and more intense than before.
There were even many armored nobles who, with blood rushing, tried to lead the crowd to charge.
You must know that rain, snow, frost, fog, springs, streams and ditches are all different, but once they converge into rivers and then rush forward, it will be impossible to distinguish the source of each drop of water.
PS:
Three things.
1. Thanks to shuichangdong for being the silver alliance! Thanks to adrian_fufu and sjhunter for being another cute! Thanks to Shuyou and Farmer Scientist for becoming the new cute, which are the 204th and 205th cute in this book.
2. As a routine sacrifice, I offer you my new book "The Wolf of the History Department", written by The Wolf of the History Department.
3. The Shaosong special event is online... You can go and take a look at the event... By the way, I would like to express my infinite gratitude to Mr. An and others.
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