Riding and chopping: Overlord of the Han and Hungarians

Chapter 78 78. Casualties
ask.

How does it feel to be hit by a horse traveling at 15 meters per second?
answer.

Dead ball directly.

A horse in battle armor is like a flesh tank.

The fierce and unparalleled impact made the pro-army around the Huns coach unable to react at all.

The handsome guys in costumes are too fierce. After coming to this world from the world of riding and slashing, their existence is like tanks in the era of hot weapons, unstoppable.

To face them, either rely on the terrain, or run quickly.

Zhang Qi gave the order to charge at full speed, and these NPC soldiers took the lead. Ma Gui had already provoked the Huns coach who was knocked into the air.

Taking advantage of the light of the fire, Zhang Qi clearly saw that a large piece of the Xiongnu coach's chest had been sunken, and he could not survive.

The eagle flag was cut down as soon as it was hoisted.

If Ma Gui was a normal person, Zhang Qi would have to upgrade him several levels in a row.

"The main general is dead! Those who surrender will not be killed!"

"The main general is dead! Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Zhang Qi shouted loudly, the army of the Huns commander did not dare to move at this moment, because more than a hundred sharp arrows were aiming at them at this moment.

War is cruel, people will die if they are killed, and Zhang Qi's side is no exception. There were originally 300 female riders around him. Less than two hundred.

As soon as the words of persuasion came out, the female soldiers also shouted loudly, and Yingying Yanyan's voice added a bit of gloom in this terrifying night.

The shout was passed on to ten, ten to a hundred, and gradually every time the Huns camped, there were shouts to persuade them to surrender.

The Huns, who were already panicked and confused, and unable to rush out of the battle circle, knelt down and surrendered one after another, and more often took advantage of the rare respite to seize their horses and run away.

For everyone who ran to stop them, because Zhang Qi's goal had been achieved, Hulun Lake will be peaceful for a long time in this battle, until Zuo Tuqi's elite returns.

It's just that at that time, Zhang Qi had already run away. His goal had always been the territory of the Donghu people. The black land in the northeast was an important foundation for him to hold power.

The fire blazed.

The fire was bright, and the horses were tearing and screaming.

Voices of persuasion, begging for mercy, and nonsense between collapses came to Zhang Qi's ears.

"Communicate the whole army, gather the soldiers, and count the casualties!"

"As ordered!"

The blood-stained Na Qi showed a pair of dirty yellow teeth, and the blood dripping from her lips made her look like a human being.

Under her scolding, more than half of the two hundred female riders who were still following Zhang Qi quickly dispersed, and began to circulate in various camps.

On the other hand, Zhang Qi was cleaning up the belongings of the Huns' ledger.

After all, it is not a tribe. Most of Zhang Qi's income is weapons, bows, horses and armor.

The only thing that surprised Zhang Qi was the two bags of wine found in the account of the Huns.

The Huns did not have any wine-making skills, and the drinks that can be found on the grasslands are generally worshiped in the Han area.

Zhang Qi glanced at the dead Huns coach on the ground. Although he didn't have much presence tonight, it can be seen from the two bags of wine that he is quite trusted by Zuo Tuqi, otherwise he wouldn't There is wine by the side.

Putting these two bags of wine into the world of riding and hacking, Zhang Qi took off the visor that covered his face, and took off the visor. place, but the hot panting was impenetrable, making his whole face wet.

Holding the visor in his hand, there was a groove in the middle of the forehead of the visor, and he stretched out his hand to stroke the depth of the groove. Zhang Qi shivered suddenly. If he hadn't been wearing the visor tonight, the arrow would have Killed him.

The most dangerous thing on the battlefield is often not the direct ultimate moves, but the arrows that come at you unexpectedly.

Gathering up his weapons and equipment, Zhang Qi took the NPC soldiers and the female soldiers to rest in the open area of ​​the camp for half an hour. He was really tired from the fighting this night.

After a while, his physical strength recovered a little, and Zhang Qi asked the female soldiers to escort the soldiers of the Hun commander to other camps.

Over there, Wang Li, Ying and others are almost done with it.

The coach of the Huns did not have many personal soldiers. There may have been more than 50 soldiers in the past, but after a round of collisions with NPC soldiers, there are now only 24 left. Although there are few people, their weapons and equipment are far superior to other ordinary Huns soldiers.

At least the weapons in their hands are more or less stained with metal, and their armor is also complete, including breastplate, helmet, and gauntlets.

It's just that even with these equipments, they still didn't make any splashes tonight. Under the strong pressure of armored cavalry and heavy cavalry archers, they couldn't resist. Just now, their comrades personally Practiced for them with the body.

What is a heavy cavalry charge.

They swore that if they still had the chance to see the heavy cavalry charge in this lifetime, they would climb as far as they could and never get involved.

Stepping on the muddy snow, the rusty smell can make people breathless.

The sticking of the soles of the shoes to the bloody cement and soil made a strange sound of bubbling, making one's hairs stand on end.

Coming out of the central camp, Zhang Qi and the others came to the camp who charged last.

The blood-soaked armor on the shoulders and thighs of that one, and a few broken arrows told Zhang Qi that that one had no less than four arrows in his body, but fortunately none of them hurt the vitals.

"Owner!"

Seeing Zhang Qi's arrival, the man struggled and knelt down to salute Zhang Qi. Zhang Qi supported him and patted his chest for fear that he was not injured: "Yes, tonight's bravery is worthy of praise. I am 'Your Majesty', give me a name, Hu Shui!"

"Thank you for your name, Hu Shui is willing to die for you!"

The one who was given the name. Well, it was Hu Shui who showed excitement. He knew that he was completely accepted by Zhang Qi.

"How many casualties did you have?"

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Zhang Qi asked Hu Shui directly.

Hu Shui said with a hearty smile: "Your Majesty, no one in Hu Shui's Department slacked off in this battle. They stormed six camps, killed more than two hundred enemies, and killed or injured a hundred and three!"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Qi looked around, as Hu Shui said, there were less than three hundred soldiers standing in the camp at this moment.

"Courage!"

He patted Hu Shui's shoulder lightly with exclamation, Zhang Qi had nothing to say about such a record, he could only praise 'courage'.

It can be said that the biggest hero tonight is Hu Shui. If it weren't for him, the Huns would not be in chaos so quickly. In ancient wars, as long as the camp was in chaos, the soldiers with a sense of danger would scream at the camp and kill indiscriminately.

This is why Zhang Qi attaches so much importance to discipline and low-level officers. With discipline and prestigious low-level officers, even if Zhang Qi encounters an attack on the battalion in the future, he dares to say that most of his subordinates are They will not scream at the camp, but will fight on their own!
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