The usually strict Mongolian army was unusually lazy during the meal. They sat on the ground while their horses ate grass in a scattered manner.
At this time, Zhu Qing raised his hand and waved it violently.
With a "whoosh", all dozens of crossbows of the Blue Wolf Third Regiment tore off the camouflaging vegetation.
With a "boom!", the Song army actually brought the war drums.
"Swish, swish, swish...!" The power of the crossbow almost tore the air apart.
Gert chewed a piece of dried beef, then stopped. His pupils began to shrink as he saw the bushes on the hillsides on both sides of the road disappear. Countless Song army crossbows were aimed at the scattered soldiers.
"Neigh!..." A strong Mongolian horse was pierced through the belly by a crossbow. The horse flew one meter and fell heavily to the ground.
Some soldiers were shot like candied haws by the crossbows, and even three Mongolian soldiers were hit by a single arrow.
Some were pierced directly, but the arrows continued to fly forward with the remaining force. Some simply carried the people up into the air, and after flying more than ten steps, both the people and the arrows were stuck in the ground.
The power of the bed crossbow is so terrifying.
"Defend!" Gert shouted, "Everyone, return to your team and form a defensive formation!"
But it was too late. The arrows of the Song army archers were like locusts, and many of the Mongolian light cavalry on the periphery were shot into hedgehogs.
Then, hundreds of heavily armored cavalrymen of the Song army came out from both sides of Sunset Hill. These cavalrymen held crossbows in their hands and long axes on their waists.
The crossbow was used to shoot at the Mongolian light cavalry, while the long axe was used to deal with the Mongolian heavy armored cavalry.
In order to save trouble, some Mongolian cavalrymen threw their bows and arrows and scimitars next to their horses. They became victims of the Song army's swords before they even got their weapons.
Zhu Qing hadn't expected this ambush to go so smoothly. He'd expected a bloody battle, but he'd only just happened to catch the Mongolian soldiers camping and eating there. This was a golden opportunity.
In fact, when Zhu Qing saw the stream, he vaguely felt that the enemy would have a meal here, and sure enough, it turned out to be true.
After one round, Gert's troops were devastated, with one centurion, Bala, killed, and another, Tulu, wounded.
Any other army would have been defeated long ago, but Gert still had some skills. He raised his scimitar and said, "Defense! Organize defense!"
Several soldiers lost their fighting spirit and began to flee, even losing their horses.
Gert rode forward and killed a soldier. The soldiers behind him also killed several people. The remaining cavalry finally began to organize a defensive formation.
Once the Mongolian cavalry formed a defensive formation, it would not be so easy for the Second Blue Wolf Regiment to launch an attack.
After all, there were less than 300 heavy cavalrymen of the Iron Wolf Army who rushed into the enemy camp, while Gert had nearly 2,000 cavalrymen left. The Iron Wolf Army's surprise attack just now only killed more than 1,000 people.
"Boom, boom, boom!" After three drum beats, the Iron Wolf Army's heavy cavalry that had rushed into the enemy formation began to retreat. At this time, Gert had already organized a defensive formation.
Gert also saw that the number of the Song army's ambush cavalry was small, so he drew his sword and roared: "Charge, leave no one alive! Kill all the Song thieves!"
Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, countless catapults appeared on the top of the mountain.
It is really unbelievable that a catapult would appear in such a place. This is not an attack on the city wall, so the power of the catapult is probably limited.
But Gert was wrong again. The catapult did not throw stones, but... thunder bombs.
Under Zhao Huan's guidance, the thunder bomb was improved by the Military Equipment Bureau and its power is comparable to that of a land mine.
Using thunder bombs was a bit of a bully. The Mongolian soldiers had never seen these things before, and even Hebule was most afraid of the Song army's firearms.
If Kublai Khan had not been frightened by the red cannons of the Song army, there would probably not have been peace between the Song and Mongolia in recent years, and the war would have turned into a mess long ago.
When Hebula finally realized that the number of the so-called red cannons of the Song Dynasty was limited, he could not help but start to provoke.
The Iron Wolf Army was well-equipped, and the Thunderbolt Bomb was directly supplied by the Military Equipment Supervisor. The Song army lit the fuse of this bomb and threw it into the Mongolian army through a catapult, the power of which can be imagined.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A flash of fire and a cloud of smoke rose in Gert's army. Wherever the thunder bombs fell, countless Mongolian soldiers were blown up.
Centurion Tengger, who had joined the army to provide support, was so frightened that his face turned pale. Only then did he understand the Song army's purpose. The shepherd and his son he had encountered in Wild Wolf Valley were also disguised as Song soldiers.
"Cunning dog Song!" Tenger had just finished shouting when a thunder bomb exploded beside him. The fragments of the thunder bomb penetrated deeply into Tenger's heart.
The formation that had just been organized was immediately thrown into disarray. This time, Gert's soldiers were in complete disarray. Even if a god came, there would be no way to stop them. These Mongolian soldiers fled in all directions like headless flies.
Seeing that the time had come, Zhu Qing ordered his soldiers to launch a full-scale attack.
The most feared thing in war is losing fighting spirit and morale. At this moment, the Mongolian cavalry had already lost all fighting spirit. They only thought about one thing: escaping.
The center of the thunder bomb exploded, blowing Gert's heavy cavalry into pieces.
Some Mongolian cavalrymen were bleeding from all seven orifices. Although they were covered in heavy armor, they were not killed by shrapnel or arrows. Instead, they were shocked to death by the explosion of thunder bombs.
"Captain of Ten Thousand, let's retreat!" Jirigel, the only remaining captain of a thousand, rushed over and said.
"Where is Tulu!" Gert's eyes were red. He didn't even fight with the Song army, but more than half of them had already died.
"Bala was shot to death by a giant crossbow, and Tulu was blown into two pieces. His arm is still hanging on the tree." Jirigel said in a crying voice.
Only Jirigel was left of the three thousand captains, and Gert was heartbroken as he watched the soldiers falling around him. At this time, the Song army's heavy cavalry launched another attack, and the usually fierce Mongolian cavalry was now defeated at the first blow.
Luo Shiqi led the charge and launched a life-threatening attack on the enemy with his Blue Wolf 3rd Regiment of heavy cavalry.
Hebula Khan had high hopes for Gert's troops, who hoped they could contain Han Shizhong's troops. However, they were severely injured and almost completely destroyed in the battle at Wild Wolf Valley.
"Retreat! Go back to Quanzhou!" Gert shouted. He knew that there was no hope of reaching Qingmen Pass, and it was even difficult for him to save his life.
The remaining Mongolian cavalry covered Gert's desperate breakout, and thunder bombs continued to explode around him, raising clouds of smoke.
For this era, the power of firearms is too overwhelming. It can be said that if you master firearms, you will master this power.
What Gert hadn't anticipated was that Quanzhou was already mired in crisis. Kong Fuzi and his Blue Wolf Second Regiment had already arrived outside the city, poised to rewrite Quanzhou's fate.
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