Vol 7 Chapter 10: Stand by

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The southerners in the Yuan army accounted for the majority. These people did not really work for the Mongols. They took advantage of the defeat and shouted that Boyan was dead. So the defeat turned into a retreat. The hundred thousand yuan army became a dish of scattered sand, everywhere. The captives who surrendered on their knees, the discarded horses and horses, and occasionally some stubborn Mongols gathered in a group to try to counterattack, and before the rebels were dispersed by their own defeated troops.
Except Boyan, no one can play against this chaos, but Boyan was seriously injured and overwhelmed by himself. He is also a generation of famous generals. He is very skilled. Although he is in his forties, he can still be one enemy ten on his own. Ordinary people can't wait close, but when Huo Qubingkong draws the bowstrings, a hidden weapon penetrates the triple iron armor and hits him on the waist, immediately falling off the horse. I don't know that Boyan has become a frightened bird.
Boyan’s soldiers protected him for eighty li before he found a place to rest and heal his injuries. It’s not easy for the hard-working Mongolian horse to walk eighty li, because they each have three spare horses for rotation. The horse won't be exhausted by riding. At this time, he finally reached the safety zone. The horseman gathered the horses, took off their saddles and let them rest and graze.
The army collaborator placed Boyan on the flat ground to untie his armor and silk shirt, and found that his injuries were quite serious and his waist was completely bloody. They were puzzled by what hidden weapon could hurt the coach in this way.
In fact, this is just a steel nail, but Liu Yan is too straightforward. The muzzle velocity of the steel nail is so high that it can match the bullet fired by a musket. If Boyan doesn't wear such a heavy armor, he might not hurt too much, that's a big deal. The steel nails made a transparent hole, but the high-speed steel nails immediately rolled up when they encountered the obstacle of the iron armor, and almost hit Boyan's body sideways, and then turned around in his pelvis, bringing in the stains on the armor and shirt. , Plus the bumps along the way, the injured one was called a serious one, Hua Tuo couldn't save him anymore.
After the army doctor cleaned up the wound with spirits, Boyan was still in a coma. The soldiers were all experienced people. They understood that the coach might not be able to do so this time. As a personal soldier, they were weak in protection. All were severely punished, and instead of carrying Boyan's body back, it was better to die in the battle.
The grieving soldiers picked up their weapons and were about to prepare their horses. After a few steps, they saw the general with the white horse and silver gun chasing them. This was beyond their expectation. The Han people pay attention to the poor and don’t chase them, and they are in an ambush in fear. , And the second one is afraid of driving the enemy to jump over the wall in a hurry, and the beast is still fighting.
How do they know the origin of Huo Qubing? It was a big circuitous and deep military strategy and tactics. They went up for days and nights without dismounting. They were still in the Central Plains. They were not afraid of losing their way or starving to death. It's weird to die and let the defeated enemy not chase.
Huo Qubing was also chased by changing horses along the way. He stared at Boyan's escape route and pursued fiercely. The rebels couldn't persuade him to follow him, but they couldn't keep up with Huo Qubing's speed and were left far behind.
When the enemies met, they were extremely jealous. The soldiers rushed to fight Huo Qubing with a pack of wolves to challenge the lions. Since entering the Central Plains, they have never encountered a decent opponent in the field. The Song Dynasty ruled for hundreds of years. The spirit of martial arts in the blood of the people of the Central Plains is almost eliminated. The Song Army’s defensive battles are okay. Not only is there a shortage of horses in field battles, but also a shortage of elite soldiers, so every time the Mongolian cavalry slashes and kills the Song Army infantry, or far away. Shoot randomly with bows and arrows.
Boyan's soldiers were all authentic Mongols, and they were armed with scimitars and maces and short and sturdy bows. Although they were not many in number, they showed their boldness and fearlessness.
Seeing this battle, Huo Qubing was very pleased. He hasn't been in battle since he was named Langjuxu. He finally had an addiction today. A silver gun danced like a thousand pear trees. The Mongol soldiers were still a little worse than the Xiongnu ancestors who came more than a thousand years ago. Whether it was courage or martial arts, after the horse rushed over, the tassels of the silver gun in Huo Qubing's hand were soaked in human blood, and he stabbed his throat with his gun. The gun is one.
Looking back, the Mongols fell to the ground. Huo Qubing stopped and shook his gun. The blood on the tassel was flying all over the sky and splashed on the face of Boyan who had just woken up.
Boyan just turned back to the light. He barely opened his eyes and saw a silhouette against the dazzling sunlight. The young general who shot straight away, the general got off his horse and dismounted, walking to Boyan, leaning over and asking him: " Are you Boyan?" Han dialect with a Shaanxi accent.
"Who are you?" Boyan asked strugglingly.
The general checked Boyan’s injuries and shook his head:
It’s no rescue. For the sake of your dying, Ben Hou told you the truth. I am the Emperor of Han who drove the champion Hou, Da Sima, and General Hussein..."
Boyan was already breathless before speaking.
"I'm Huo Qubing!" General Huoqi still pronounced the last three words. This is the last time he has used this name. He doesn't want to be Huo Qubing again. He wants to live under another identity.
According to the rules of the Han army, killing the enemy is based on the first level. Even the general is no exception. Huo Qubing drew out his sword and cut Boyan's head off and hung it on the horse's neck. He said to the deadly head. : "Lost to Huo Qubing, not insulting you."
Boyan's eyes were really closed.
Huo Qubing didn't feel tired at all, and his vigorous energy surprised him. Even a twenty-four-year-old boy would not be breathless after continuous fighting. This is due to the genetic drugs he took before coming, but his physical strength Enough, the horse can't stand it anymore, and can only rest temporarily.
After a quarter of an hour, the rebel rear team finally caught up. They rode short Mongolian horses, with their backs covered with satin, gold and silver they picked up. They were elated, and Huo Qubing shook his head straight. This kind of subordinate quality is worrying. .
"Hero, whose head is this?" 　A sharp-eyed rebel saw the head on the horse's neck.
"Boyan's head." Huo Qubing replied.
All the rebels looked at each other and bowed one after another: "A hero, a true hero!"
Huo Qubing was invited back to Omi by the stars holding the moon. In this campaign, the Rebels won a big victory, and the 100,000 yuan army was defeated. The discarded food and grass were countless. The Rebels not only relieved the siege, but also received huge supplies, and their morale skyrocketed.
All the rebels firmly believed that this was the result of Liu Qubing’s battle, and that Liu Qubing was sent to save the world. This way of thinking is not surprising. Before that, they were almost brainwashed by Ji Yu. Like to believe these things.
In fact, Huo Qubing knows that there are many factors for a big victory in this battle. First of all, the enemy has no strong will to fight. The vast majority of them are Han and the Mongols are only a minority, so the military spirit is easily destroyed. If you replace it with a hundred thousand Mongolian army , This battle was only a small victory, and then Liu Yanzhi secretly helped, mixing in the Yuan army to kill many leading generals, and all the resistance was invisible.
He guessed right. Not only did Liu Yanzhi hit Boyan with a black hand, as long as someone raised their arms to organize resistance in the melee, he was immediately shot to death with an arrow, so the Yuan army was defeated.
With Boyan’s head as a vote of fame, Liu Qubing undoubtedly became the leader of the Omi Rebellion after Ji Yugan left. His first order was to abandon the city, abandon all kinds of altars and pots, and the whole army to mount and maneuver.
Someone raised objections. There are not so many people in the team who can ride horses. Besides, without the city, what should the Mongols do if they fight?
Liu Qubing said that there will be no Mongols coming over to talk about it in the future, only the reason for us to fight in the past~EbookFREE.me~ There are many gangs in the rebels. Some people refuse to accept Liu Qubing and insist on staying. , He went out of the city with three thousand people willing to follow him, and since then became a hurricane sweeping the Central Plains, this is not to be mentioned.
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Liu Yanzhi did not leave here immediately. He secretly observed Huo Qubing's actions and found that he could overcome his own weaknesses, put down his body and mingle with the rebel soldiers, he was very pleased.
Presumably, the history in the benchmark time and space has been changed at this time, and he should send time and space police to rectify the deviation. This is another important purpose of Liu Yanzhi's trip.
In the early hours of the morning, on the top of Cuiwei Mountain, the crossing cabin suddenly appeared. After the hatch was opened, four space-time police officers of moderate stature climbed out from it. In order to better integrate into the historical environment, most of the time-space police officers maintained their height at a normal level. Long robes in line with the characteristics of the times, with swords, bows and crossbows, and a dark green long polymer box.
Liu Yanzhi knew very well what was in that box. It was a M82A2 heavy anti-material sniper rifle produced by Barrett. It was most suitable for long-distance sniping and killing of illegal traversers who disrupted the course of history.