Gert had been on the battlefield for a long time, so he was naturally not good at it. The two of them started fighting on horseback.
All is fair in war, there are no rules on the battlefield, as long as you can kill the opponent,
The Mongolian archery skills were truly unparalleled in the world. After fighting with Zhu Qing for several rounds, Gert took the bow from his back and shot at Zhu Qing with lightning speed.
The two men were about to clash swords on horseback and then retreat, but who knew Gert was so fast and turned around, took out a bow and arrow from his back, and shot it at Zhu Qing with a "whoosh!"
The arrow was so powerful that Zhu Qing had no time to dodge while riding on his horse. He then swung his sword horizontally, and with a clang, the arrow hit the blade of the sword in Zhu Qing's hand.
Gert didn't give the opponent any chance to breathe, and shot arrows at Zhu Qing one after another.
'Dangdangdang...' He was just short of saying "only you" as Zhu Qing swung his sword to block the flying arrows one by one.
One of the arrows bounced back and pierced into Gert's right arm with a "puff" sound. The arrow in Gert's hand fell on Lin.
Gert had been shot, severely wounded, and was no longer able to draw his sword. Zhu Qing, seeing an opportunity, spurred his horse forward and charged with his sword.
Gert could no longer lift his sword and had no weapon to defend himself, so he was about to be killed by Zhu Qing's sword.
At this critical moment, a fast horse from the Mongolian army came galloping and passed in front of Gert.
"Captain, hurry up! Go!" It was Captain Jirigel of a Thousand who said this. Seeing that the situation was critical, he stopped Zhu Qing.
Zhu Qing held his sword to his chest. Jirigel knew that his opponent was powerful, so he did not dare to neglect him. He raised his scimitar and waited for Zhu Qing to come forward.
Gert's right arm was injured, and he could no longer fight. His personal guards also rushed over, surrounding their captain, fighting desperately to carve out a bloody path, and then took Gert away in a panic.
Jirigel gritted his teeth and rushed towards Zhu Qing with a roar.
This captain risked his life to save his commander. He fought with all his might, disregarding his own life or death, as if he were the only one standing against ten thousand.
After all, it was Zhu Qing's first time on the battlefield and he had no experience in fighting. In addition, he was young, so he was frightened and retreated repeatedly.
Jirigel was like a madman, baring his teeth and roaring loudly. His face was extremely hideous, as if it came from hell.
Zhu Qing's sword grip was trembling slightly. Seeing this, the guards behind him rushed to help, but they were stopped by Luo Shiqi who was standing beside him: "Wait, let Wolf Head handle it himself. This is a necessary process."
Luo Shiqi knew that anyone who went to the battlefield for the first time would be filled with fear, no matter if he was a hero or a commoner.
Even people like Yue Fei and Han Shizhong would be afraid when they first joined the army and went to the battlefield. After all, they were facing death and killing in a sea of blood and corpses.
With a loud bang, Jirigel kicked Zhu Qing off his horse. Zhu Qing, still the commander-in-chief, remained calm in the face of danger. With a backhanded strike of his sword, he severed the front leg of Jirigel's mount, sending it to its knees.
The two men were now fighting on the ground, and they were surrounded by Iron Wolf Army soldiers in three layers, all watching the battle.
Zhu Qing was really frightened by Jirigel's ferocious face with bared teeth just now. He didn't expect that a person could be so hysterical. War makes a person completely crazy.
Jirigel was still in this state, his eyes bulged out and the muscles on his face were deformed: "Ah~!" He roared and pounced on him again.
Zhu Qing took a step back, then revealed a similarly ferocious and frantic expression. His eyes were red, and he lunged forward with the same bared teeth and roar: "Ah~!"
'Dangdangdang...' The swords and knives intersected like strings of pearls, and both of them became more and more courageous as the battle went on.
A smile appeared on Luo Shiqi's lips. Their young commander, Wolf Head, had finally overcome his inner fear. Even if he went to the battlefield again in the future and the situation was a hundred times more brutal, the commander would no longer feel fear.
After an unknown amount of time of fighting, Zhu Qing leaped up and chopped off Jirigel's head with a fierce sword.
Blood splattered Zhu Qing's face like a fountain. Zhu Qing simply wiped his eyes with his hand, then raised his sword and roared: "Ah~!"
Before leaving for the battle, Zhu Qing was filled with lofty ambitions. He imagined a day when he could roam the battlefield, slashing his enemies' heads with a sword. But when his dream came true, he realized it wasn't what he imagined. He had thought he wouldn't be afraid.
His mind is full of killing enemies to serve the country and the people, but in reality it is completely different.
Luo Shiqi dismounted and approached him. Zhu Qing's face was filled with guilt. He no longer looked like a commander, but more like a child: "I was scared just now."
This was Zhu Qing. He wouldn't hide his true feelings just to maintain his dignity as a commander. Even if his subordinates looked down on him, he would still speak his mind.
Luo Shiqi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Wolf Head, you are braver than I imagined."
Zhu Qing looked at him in surprise. He didn't expect Luo Shiqi to be like this.
Luo Shiqi pointed at his comrades: "Look at him, and him, and him." Luo Shiqi pointed at everyone: "They were even more scared when they first went to the battlefield, and some even wet their pants. But now they are all the elites of our Iron Wolf Army and the pride of our Song Dynasty. But I didn't expect that you, Wolf Head, would overcome your fear so quickly."
Zhu Qing was stunned. He looked at the subordinates around him. There was no contempt or disdain in their eyes, but more respect and admiration.
A young commander actually dared to charge into the enemy camp and lead the troops, although this was a taboo in military strategy. However, Wolf Head's fearless courage and spirit still won over his men.
Although Wolf Head was frightened by the ferocious enemy, fear was common to all, and no one was unafraid of death. These soldiers, having experienced countless battles, were even more frightened at first. They watched their own Wolf Head transform in such a short time, and they were all secretly impressed.
"Wolf head! Wolf head!..." Someone raised a knife and shouted, and everyone followed suit.
Zhu Qing laughed, a hearty laugh. He and Luo Shiqi slapped each other, and the Sunset Slope Iron Wolf Army roared in triumph.
After this battle, Zhu Qing completed his transformation into a qualified commander. From then on, on the loess plateau in the northwest, the enemy would be terrified at the mere mention of the Iron Wolf Army.
The commander of Quanzhou, Captain Gert, fled with only 200 men and headed towards Quanzhou. He had no idea that what awaited him in Quanzhou would be an even more desperate battle.
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